Chapter Seventy-Three: Performing Arts (3)
Yan Lan and her party went out from another door, because of the painting, now these people call her Teacher Yan Lan, Yan Lan doesn't want to defend too much, let them go!
Holland's studio was actually quite close to Nia Square, but because Yan Lan had been in the studio long enough, it was almost noon.
Zhou Shixing answered a phone call, and Yan Lan reminded in a cold voice, "Be careful if you lose it." ”
Zhou Shixing: "Director, what?"
"Good, good. I asked the camera teacher to take out the memory and start recording with a new one. ”
A small voice came, and Yan Lan just stood in front and waited for them, without too much movement.
She didn't ask, as if nothing had anything to do with her.
Yan Fengqin couldn't help but ask curiously: "Teacher Yan Lan, what was the place just now, why are all external communication equipment blocked?" ”
Yan Lan: "Do you want to live longer?"
There's not much explanation, but it's clear that the more you know, the sooner the unexpected will strike.
As a student of B University, Yan Fengqin obviously understood Yan Lan's subtext and shut up stupidly.
In fact, it can also be seen that the following is the cover of the restaurant, and there is also an iris recognition system above, which will definitely do a certain signal shielding message.
"But if our program team broadcasts it, won't this also be exposed?" Yan Fengqin thought about it carefully, and still felt that something was wrong.
Seeing Yan Lan's caring eyes for the mentally retarded, Yan Fengqin's self-esteem as someone else's child from childhood to adulthood finally suffered, and she was still the kind that collapsed.
"With this kind of national-level collection institution, the general collection is changed at any time. There is also a huge collection library, which is just a place for them to visit, and they can exchange it if they want. Yan Lan looked at their still puzzled eyes and explained.
"National level?"
"Collections?"
For these boring questions, Yi Wenyao didn't bother to answer them.
Nia Square.
At noon, Tong Ling and the others were also ready to call it a day and find Yan Lan to eat.
Tong Ling looked at the direction in which Yan Lan disappeared, "Yan Yan, don't worry, I won't let you wash the dishes, your hands are so good-looking, how can you wash the dishes!!"
Eddie overheard next to him: ......
The world may have gone crazy.
Yan Lan went to brush the dishes? Yan Lan's hand is known as a god hand.
Wan Zhuo: "Senior Wu, have you counted, how much money do you have?"
Wu Yequan also looked in the direction of Yan Lan's disappearance, "No matter what the final result is, we don't want Yan Lan to brush the dishes, a girl's hand is the most important!"
Wan Zhuo: "I completely agree, I just didn't stop Yan Lan just now, if I did, I wouldn't let her go." ”
Camera Teacher No. 2: Didn't this group of people notice that all their shots or variety show sense were robbed by Yan Lan?
Forced to make a living, star Yan Lan went to the restaurant to wash dishes.
Think about it!!
"Yanyan!!" Tong Ling looked at Yan Lan who was approaching from afar, and began to call Yan Lan frantically and excitedly.
Yan Lan walked over unhurriedly, "Let's go!"
Tong Ling curiously held Yan Lan's arm: "What?!"
Yan Lan is not very accustomed to physical contact, and in the past, physical contact was either lying in the hospital, or someone like Lu Tiansu who had known him for a long time.
Struggling to no avail, Yan Lan silently accepted.
"Foraging. ”
God forages for food, foraging is the title of a small animal, okay?!
Tong Ling said happily, "Okay, but Yanyan shouldn't go to wash the dishes in the afternoon, okay?"