On Saturday, Lu Yanhe rarely went out before 6:30.
However, he still got up early and listened to historical audio and English news in his room.
Yan Liang knocked on the door and asked if he wanted to bring back breakfast.
Lu Yanhe thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll just eat it myself."
Save some money.
When Yan Liang heard this, he said, "Then you can help me make a bowl as well."
Lu Yanhe nodded.
Forty minutes later, Yan Liang came back and went to take a shower.
Lu Yanhe went to the kitchen to busy himself.
For two bowls, fry two eggs, one in each bowl, add salt, chicken essence and soy sauce, boil water on the fire, throw the noodles in as soon as the water boils, cook for five minutes, take out and mix the noodles in the bowl, and the dry dumplings are ready.
Yan Liang had just come out of the shower.
"Wow, your cooking skills are getting better and better." Yan Liang took a bite and was a little surprised.
Lu Yanhe said, "It's not bad. I've been doing a lot these days and I've gradually gotten better."
Yan Liang ate with relish, "It's really good, not worse than the little noodle shop next door."
"It's another option. If I fail the college entrance exam in the future, I can also open a small stall to sell noodles." Lu Yanhe said with a smile.
"Then you will be famous, the most handsome noodle seller in history." Yan Liang said.
Lu Yanhe nodded after hearing this. "Come to think of it, I can also follow this path. Maybe I can become a little famous again."
"You'd better not think of this, otherwise people will accuse you of hype." Yan Liang said.
"Whether it's hype or not, who cares." Lu Yanhe thought, if he could really become famous, why would he care what others say? In this era, being famous is the bottom line.
However, this idea is really not very good. The reason for this inexplicable popularity is also inexplicable. It is not possible to become famous by simply finding a handsome man or beautiful woman to set up a stall on the roadside.
"Are you going to the company for rehearsal today?" Lu Yanhe asked.
Yan Liang nodded: "Yes, I will go. I will be under a lot of pressure. Sigh, I am unlucky that I have to take the art exam at this time."
"What's wrong?"
"Didn't Zhou Ping'an say he would eliminate people at the end of the year? In the end, he only took three people with him, and the others were left to fend for themselves." Yan Liang said, "And I happen to be taking the art exam this year. If I don't get into the Beijing Art Academy, I will probably be eliminated."
"Just work hard and pass the exam."
"How can it be that simple? Every year, so many people take the art exam, and how many people go to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts for the first time?" Yan Liang said, "After my debut, this little fame won't do me much good."
"Won't Zhou Ping'an help you find the best art exam teacher to guide you?"
"Of course I'll hire a teacher, but I don't know if he'll be the best." Yan Liang sighed, "Besides, hiring a teacher for me would require my own money, and I don't have much money to hire a particularly great teacher."
The company will not pay for Yan Liang.
Nowadays, more and more young artists come from well-off families, because without a good family background, they cannot support themselves to realize their dreams.
Learning acting and preparing for art exams cost a lot of money.
If Yan Liang had not made his debut earlier and become an artist and earned some money, and had relied solely on his family situation, he would not have been able to afford a teacher.
Yan Liang has worked so hard and been so obedient in the past few years, and he has saved some money thanks to the work the company has given him.
This is also the reason why Lu Yanhe gave up the idea of taking the art exam early on.
He doesn't have that condition.
"What about you?" Yan Liang asked, "Are you really not taking the art exam?"
"I'm not going to participate anymore," Lu Yanhe said. "Even if I get into the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, Zhou Ping'an won't continue to teach me."
Yan Liang was silent.
Because he knew that what Lu Yanhe said was right.
"After eating, you wash the dishes, I'm leaving." Lu Yanhe said.
"Where are you going?" Yan Liang asked.
"I made an appointment with my classmates to study together."
Yan Liang was dumbfounded.
Lu Yanhe now really looks like an ordinary high school student in every way.
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They agreed to meet at the city library.
The city library has a large study room that they can use.
Lu Yanhe was the first to arrive, just in time for the library to open.
There are many people coming to the municipal library to read books, and many are waiting for it to open. Half of them are students, and the other half are retired elderly people.
An old lady nearby glanced at Lu Yanhe and said with a smile, "He's so handsome."
Lu Yanhe looked at the old lady with an innocent face.
"Thanks."
The old lady asked, "How old are you this year, young man? Do you have a girlfriend?"
Lu Yanhe smelled the scent of "introducing a girlfriend".
"Ma'am, I'm only in my third year of high school."
The old lady uttered a sigh and said, "That's too small. It's not suitable for my granddaughter."
Lu Yanhe: “…”
I don’t know what to say.
Lu Yanhe went to the study room, but there was no one there.
After a while, Linyu and Chen Qin also came.
On Saturday morning, the library was deserted and very quiet.
Some of them were reading, some were doing exercises, when suddenly, a scream was heard outside.
Lu Yanhe and the others all looked up and looked towards the door in surprise.
The scream was a little long and full of fear, like witnessing something terrible, rather than the short cry of panic.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yu asked.
"Do you want to go out and take a look?" Chen Qin asked.
Seeing this, Lu Yanhe nodded and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Three high school students walked out of the study room and found that there were many people gathered at the bathroom door in front of them on the right.
"What happened?" Chen Qin asked in confusion.
Lu Yanhe felt that the scene before him was inexplicably familiar.
It looks exactly like...a scene from "Detective Conan".
Is someone dead?
Lu Yanhe thought with some surprise.
"Someone's dead!" Suddenly, a man in the crowd gathered at the bathroom door shouted in a panic.
Lin Yu and Chen Qin's expressions changed.
Only the thought “No way?” flashed through Lu Yanhe’s mind.
"Call the police, call the police quickly!" someone shouted.
"Call 120!"
"Why call 120? The person is already dead!"
"Is he really dead?"
…
It was a mess.
Lu Yanhe and the others didn't come forward and just looked at each other.
Lin Yu's face turned pale and she said, "Should we stay here?"
"We can't leave," Lu Yanhe said. "If we leave now, it will seem like we have a guilty conscience and will easily arouse suspicion."
"Ah, yes." Lin Yu nodded, "Then let's go in. I don't want to stay here."
"Um."
The three of them returned to the study room.
After this happened, the three of them were unable to concentrate on their studies. They sat in their seats and tried to calm themselves down.
After a while, the police arrived, immediately cordoned off the scene, and retrieved the on-site surveillance footage.
Qiu Ling brought people to the scene to question and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
