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Li Yunliang saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and he also knew in his heart that everyone needed to find a step at this moment, and if he didn't speak, the matter would be really difficult to solve. With a decision, he said, "Teacher Song, child, after all, he is still young." In my opinion, even if we criticize two sentences, we still need to focus on education, supplemented by supervision and criticism. Let him go back first, and I'll help you watch it diligently in the future, so as not to make trouble for you. Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Zhang Yu, faked his face, and said, "Zhang Yu! In the future, you should pay attention to the lectures in class, and don't keep making trouble for the teacher. ”

When Zhang Yu heard this, he had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song! Next time, I will definitely pay attention to the lectures, and read more physics and less history." ”

When Song Renping heard this, he was angry, and he didn't look at history, do you call admitting mistakes, do you admit mistakes like this? However, when I thought about what Li Yunliang meant, I also knew that this Zhang Yu was not simple, so I would better let him go first, and wait and see. Thinking of this, he nodded reluctantly and said, "Then be it!" At the same time, he waved his hand, and it was out of sight.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu said, "Then goodbye teachers! I'll go back! I also took this history book!" After speaking, without waiting for other teachers to say anything, he picked up the history book and turned around and left.

It wasn't until Zhang Yu left the classroom office and the door was closed again that Song Renping turned to Li Yunliang and said, "Teacher Li, what is the background of this child?"

The rest of the teachers also showed interest when they heard this! They all looked at Li Yunliang.

"This ......" Li Yunliang thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "There is a leader in the middle, I don't know very well, it's inconvenient to comment! If there is a chance in the future, I will figure it out and tell you." ”

A small turmoil passed like this.

Although the matter has passed, the follow-up story is far from over, the office gossip around a student has never been broken, almost all teachers know that there is a kid named Zhang Yu in class 12 a year is not simple, and the background is very large.

The pressure of studying in high school is very great, especially in this kind of key high school, and the pressure of studying is even greater. Students study almost all day, from morning to night, from white to dark, from sunrise to sunset.

Perhaps for those elite students, although the study pressure is great, they can accept it after all, and they have become accustomed to this way of learning and lifestyle. But for people like Zhang Yu who are used to being idle, it's not so easy. After all, I don't understand what others say, and compared to other people's hard work, I just follow the soy sauce. In addition to some subjects that need to be memorized, other subjects that need to be from primary school to adulthood, one by one, I have really become blind, and now it seems that if there is no one-on-one explanation from the teacher and myself, even if I have a memorable experience, it is enough to learn.

After school in the afternoon, Zhang Yu hurried home...... Because there's still work to be done. On the way, I bought two bags of instant noodles, and I plan to fool around again.

Zhang Yu pushed open the door and saw that his mother Yu Meixiu was already at home. Feeling a little strange, he said, "Mom, why are you back?" You must know that my mother works in a garment factory in the suburbs and is the workshop director. In the off-season, it is not very early to come back. What's more, it is the peak season of production, and sometimes it is normal not to come back once for ten days and half a month. At this time, it should be the peak season for production, and Zhang Yu was a little surprised that his mother was at home at this time.

"Of course I'm not worried about you! Aren't you the first day of school today?" Yu Meixiu stopped the cooking work at hand, with a concerned expression, and said, "How is it?

Zhang Yu put down the instant noodles in his hand and said, "Smooth! Of course it's smooth." You don't look at your son's popularity!"

Yu Meixiu said: "Then is your teacher good to you?"

"Okay!" Zhang Yu nodded and said, "The teacher is good to me!" The two sides exchanged views with each other in a harmonious atmosphere, based on the principles of mutual respect and mutual sovereignty and independence. On the major event of my joining the 12th class of the year, we had an all-round and multi-angle exchange, and reached a multi-point consensus after the meeting. And verbally promised that he would take special care of me. By the way, Mom, is the meal ready, I'm hungry. ”

"Nonsense!" Yu Meixiu smiled when she heard this, and the worry in her heart disappeared: "It's going to be fine soon! ”

Yu Meixiu continued to cut vegetables, but she felt a little strange in her heart. Since his son almost lost his life for saving people, this character seems to be a different person. In any case, since his son was ten years old and his dead father disappeared silently, the happy son became silent, and he didn't seem to be interested in anything. Looking at it now, it seems that the saddest time has passed. Thinking of this, Yu Meixiu's heart knot, which had been suppressed for a long time, was gradually opened, and the speed of cutting vegetables was much faster than usual.

Zhang Yu returned to his room and turned on the computer, his important job now is to go to the Feilong live broadcast platform to apply to become an anchor.

Zhang Yu used to have an account on Feilong.com, but he was just an ordinary member. When he was about to apply to become a streamer, he ran into trouble. Although he already has an ID card, he is under the age of 18 and cannot apply to become an anchor, which is automatically rejected by the system.

What can I do?

Zhang Yu pondered for a while, and quietly went to turn out his mother's ID card, if he can't do it, he will use his mother's, no one stipulates that older people can't be anchors. Zhang Yu used his mother's ID card to apply again...... The system is now under review.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, it can be seen that what kind of website is this, and what kind of audit standards are not so serious, it is completely a formality.

Zhang Yu completed the anchor application, and then waited for the review to be approved.

Yu Meixiu made Zhang Yu a lot of delicious food in the evening, which made Zhang Yu have a great appetite. After killing two bowls of rice, Zhang Yu left home and returned to school.

In the evening self-study, Zhang Yu did not absorb the lessons of the day, and continued to do his own thing, watching what he liked. Anyway, there are some subjects that I can't understand myself, so instead of ducking and listening to thunder, it's better to pick out useful ones first.

After evening self-study, Zhang Yu returned home, and his wife was no longer at home, because she was working overtime, and she had to rush back to the unit. Zhang Yu doesn't write homework anymore, and if he wants to say that he can't write, he doesn't have to think about it. Instead, he hurriedly turned on the computer and logged on to the Feilong Video Live Network to take a look. The audit has passed, but I didn't expect the audit efficiency of this Feilong network to be quite high.

Zhang Yu logged in to the website, downloaded a supporting live broadcast software, and then debugged it. He followed the live broadcast software tutorial left on the Internet, and after a while, the software was debugged.

Zhang Yu started his first live broadcast...... If you want to say that Zhang Yu's live broadcast equipment, that is, the computer and peripheral things, the configuration is really average. The camera is the cheapest miscellaneous brand, not to mention that the pixels are not high, and it is vague, neither with its own beauty, nor can it be brightened, and the resolution is also four to three of the old scum. The microphone is not condensed.,It's the kind of cheap kind of desktop.,It's a little shabby to look at.,But the effect is okay.,It's all the treble part that is picked up.,The clarity is okay.,But the fullness is average.。 But fortunately, there is a separate sound card, which is also a blessing in misfortune, not a shaved head in the equipment.

Zhang Yu turned on the internal recording function of the live broadcast software, and tried to talk about Xiaoao Jianghu, planning to see how it was said.

Zhang Yu recorded for about ten minutes, stopped recording, auditioned, and found that although he was speaking correctly and roundly, he couldn't find any major faults, but it seemed that what he said was too bland and not interesting.

This made Zhang Yu himself very dissatisfied, this is simply a book from the book! This level of novel interpretation, no matter how wonderful the story is, sounds inferior.

But what exactly is the problem? Zhang Yu was confused.