In the evening, Lao Chen showed up.
He said it would only take fifteen minutes, and he really only took fifteen minutes. He asked everyone to do a reading comprehension question, and then took it away after they finished.
"We'll discuss this question in English class tomorrow."
Come like the wind, go like the wind, wave your sleeves, and don't take away a cloud.
In order to catch the bus, Lu Yanhe finished this reading comprehension question and left.
Many classmates in the class looked at me with envy.
After all, in this class, only Lu Yanhe has this privilege. He can leave whenever he wants and no teacher will say anything.
Lu Yanhe put on headphones and listened to the host talk about ancient Chinese history.
He listened for a full fifty minutes on his way back.
Lu Yanhe felt that listening to the host talk about ancient history was a good idea. At least it would help him understand and become familiar with every dynasty in ancient China, become familiar with the condensed historical laws, and understand various historical significances.
He had just arrived at the apartment and hadn't even entered when the audio suddenly cut off.
Zhou Ping'an called for no apparent reason.
"Brother Ping'an?" Lu Yanhe answered the phone. "You looking for me?"
Zhou Pingan asked: "Didn't you sing 'Dream Chaser' when you were recording the show yesterday?"
He spoke in a tone as if he was going to call for an explanation.
"Yeah." Lu Yanhe put down the key and walked into the corridor. "I sang a song I wrote myself."
"When did you learn to write songs?" Zhou Ping'an asked in surprise. Without waiting for Lu Yanhe's reply, he said, "Forget it, that's not the point. How could you change the performance program so casually? And you didn't even discuss it with me!"
This is what Zhou Ping'an cares about.
Lu Yanhe made up an excuse and said, "During rehearsal, we sang both songs. The director asked me to sing the one I wrote. I thought the director had communicated with you. You are usually very busy, so I didn't want to disturb you."
Zhou Pingan: "No matter what changes there are in the future, you must tell me, understand? Next time this happens, you must tell me."
"Um."
Zhou Ping'an hung up the phone angrily.
Faced with this sudden call and then abruptly hung up, Lu Yanhe didn't know how to react.
He took out his key, opened the door and went in.
"Why did you come back so late today?" Yan Liang asked.
"I had a small test during evening study, and I came back after finishing it." Lu Yanhe yawned. "I need to go to bed early today. I'm so sleepy."
Yan Liang asked, "Are you still going live today?"
"Well, it's only half past eight. I'll go to bed at half past eleven."
"Huh? Didn't you say you wanted to go to bed early?"
"It's quite early. I used to go to bed around 12 or 1 a.m." Lu Yanhe asked, "Where's Li Zhibai?"
"He's gone home."
"Are you busy lately?"
"It's okay. I only have one or two announcements a week at most. I usually practice dancing and acting in the studio." Yan Liang said, "I also have to start preparing for the art exam."
Lu Yanhe asked, "Which exam are you planning to take?"
"Of course, it would be best if I could get into the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts. If not, the next best thing would be to get into the Nanjing Academy of Fine Arts or the Guangzhou Film Academy."
"These three are actually quite good," Lu Yanhe said, "but they're all very difficult to get into."
"They're all really good, but Jingyi is still the best. It's not like Zhenhua and Yuming, where it's always been a close call." Yan Liang said, "Even though Zhou Ping'an didn't say it explicitly, I can feel that if I don't get into Jingyi, he will definitely not take me in."
If Yan Liang had the same family background as Li Zhibai, or the same popularity as Li Zhibai, then Yan Liang could have just said "I won't take it with me", but he did not have the confidence to challenge Zhou Ping'an.
A small artist has nothing and can only place all his hopes on his agent.
Lu Yanhe was also powerless to do anything about Yan Liang's situation.
To be precise, his situation was even worse than Yan Liang's. Zhou Ping'an clearly wanted to drive him away, and he couldn't even solve his own problems.
"Come on." That was all he could say to Yan Liang.
Yan Liang nodded, "You should do your best too."
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
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As soon as the live broadcast room opened, many people showed up within ten minutes.
Now many people are paying attention to this live broadcast room because they know that the host of this live broadcast room is a celebrity artist who is also very handsome. He started a live broadcast in a strange way and studies every day.
"Why didn't the anchor start broadcasting yesterday?" someone who didn't know the situation also asked.
Lu Yanhe didn't even need to explain, someone would immediately tell him in the barrage that the host had gone to record a show yesterday.
Lu Yanhe was actually also very surprised. He didn't know how they knew his movements.
Logically speaking, he doesn't have an assistant now, and there's no one to help him manage his schedule and other things. He's not so famous that people watch and stare at him wherever he goes.
Lu Yanhe could only think that it was probably someone in the audience who participated in the program recording yesterday who told it.
Just when Lu Yanhe was about to mute the sound and read a book as usual, suddenly, a line of large words flashed across the screen: Miss Dirt-Eating Feeds a Thorny Rose.
Lu Yanhe was stunned.
He looked at the line of words passing by on the screen in front of him in surprise.
How much does a thorn rose cost?
He checked and found out that it was 500 yuan each!
Which rich man is so generous?
Lu Yanhe’s first reaction was, could it be Li Zhibai again?
But the last time he saw Li Zhibai's ID, it was not this name, and Li Zhibai would never give himself such a name.
Lu Yanhe said in surprise: "Thank you, thank you."
I'm surprised. I never thought of that.
Lu Yanhe was a little at a loss.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, "Miss Dirt-Eating" spawned another "Rose of Thorns"!
The comments became much more lively, with many people asking who this great person was.
Some people are still asking: Is there any more?
Lu Yanhe didn't expect that someone would actually give him a gift.
During this period of time, he has also had a very clear understanding of his live broadcast room, which is that it is really boring and there is nothing to watch.
The reason why he persists now is, firstly, that he doesn’t want to give up halfway, and secondly, that he has met fans like “Beautiful Girl Lanlan” who squat to watch his live broadcast and mainly serve as a companion.
Lu Yanhe even felt a little uneasy because he received two "thorn roses" without doing anything.
"Thank you, thank you." He could only repeat.
He turned off the mute button and lowered his head to read.
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At the same time, Chen Siqi fell into deep thought as she looked at Lu Yanhe on the screen, who had lowered his head to read a book.
This "Ms. Misery" gave away two "Roses of Thorns" at once. She is so generous. Who is she?
Of course, there is no answer to this question.
She immediately snorted, looked at the handsome, clean face on the screen, and curled her lips.
It seems that even if he can't become famous, he can still survive by relying on this face.
Of course, she would not admit that she was a little annoyed and jealous at this moment.
