She clicked on an email and found that the content was empty, and then clicked on the attachment, but it was an audio, and Roy's somewhat hoarse and decisive voice sounded: "E get it!"

Screenplay! Roy must have made up a new script!

Her eyes lit up, she pulled out a suit of clothes and rushed into the bathroom, and soon she realized that she had made a wrong decision - she should have turned off her phone first!

Just as she was washing, the mobile phone prompt sound in the bedroom kept ringing, and when she finished washing, she picked up the phone, and it was not surprising to see that the unread new emails had accumulated to 150+!

Jian Han casually clicked on the latest letter, the content was still empty, clicked on the attachment, Roy's familiar voice, the familiar formula hit again: "E get it!"

It's like a fatal email from a horror movie!

Staring at the mobile phone that was still tinkling, like a monster possessed, Jian Han couldn't cry or laugh, she simply turned off the phone neatly.

It is said that the more talented a person is, the more unique he is, Jian Han only hopes that Roy's problems are worthy of his talent, otherwise, she doesn't mind giving him a memory that is impressive enough.

Oh, what's that chick's name?

Lania?

Dressed neatly, look at the time, it's not even seven o'clock, Jian Han didn't sleep until two o'clock yesterday, but now she is still in good spirits, she decided to simply jog all the way to the academy, anyway, when Ryan sent her back yesterday, she had already seen the route clearly, a very simple road, only a right-angle bend.

As soon as the housekeeper Andrew was informed that she was going to jog to the academy, the young housekeeper handed her a packed sandwich and breakfast with heated milk, Jian Han took the breakfast and couldn't help asking, "How do you know that I am not going to eat breakfast at home?" ”

The young butler looked at her kindly and gently told her the answer: "This is just one of the breakfast prepared for you, if you decide to have breakfast at home, there are other options, such as hash browns, Julius Caesar's salad, pasta-"

After a pause, he added meaningfully, "Of course, since you live here, you've had twice as much breakfast every day—"

The young butler ordered it, the hostess was so smart, she must have understood!

Hey, a man who doesn't worry about it, doesn't even chase his daughter-in-law, he's a conscientious pro. Butler, it's really heartbreaking.

Jian Han sighed, Leohard is still in the blacklist, and no matter how he brushes it, his favorability is zero!

She pretended not to understand the young butler's unfinished words, and asked with a smile, "Why is it doubled?" ”

The young butler's eyes changed instantly, and Junxiu's face was full of admiration, and he said with awe: "I have to say, the breakfast in your country is really colorful, unlike us, no matter how it changes, it is inseparable from bread." ”

He curled his fingers, like a number of family treasures: "Fried dough sticks and soy milk, noodles and wontons, porridge buns, by the way, the buns are also divided into xiaolongbao and soup dumplings, beef buns and vegetarian stuffed buns——"

Jian Han swallowed her saliva with difficulty, the sandwich in her hand became tighter and tighter, hell, where did Leohard find the housekeeper!

She was proficient in all kinds of Chinese meals so quickly, but she also spoke standard Mandarin in a straight tone, so she couldn't pretend she didn't understand!

She coughed twice, interrupting the young butler's chatter, and said insincerely, "Hug, I'm sorry, I have to go." ”

After that, she simply turned around and left, and the young butler reminded her loudly: "Tonight's shabu-shabu, you have to come back early!" ”

Jian Han stumbled, and in the next second, she decisively sped up her speed and escaped from this terrible butler at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Jian Han trotted all the way until the white house had disappeared from sight, then he slowed down, opened the plastic wrap of the sandwich, and took a big bite: "Buns!" Beef stuffing! ”

Another sip of milk: "Soy milk!" Rice and mung bean porridge! ”

Hmph, I'll give all the Chinese style early tomorrow to that bastard housekeeper to give her all the time!

Having said that, after Andrew's troubles, her originally gloomy mood miraculously changed for the better - well, Leohhard should continue to stay on the blacklist.

After eating breakfast in two bites, Jian Han's steps were extremely brisk, and the iconic door of the Dawson Film School soon appeared in front of her.

She glanced at her watch, it was just half past seven, it was still early, for many Americans, it was still asleep, except for a few students who practiced in the morning, the whole campus was very quiet, the morning breeze passed through the trees with a hint of coolness, and even the air became fresh.

She soon arrived at the school building where the activity room was located, and seeing that the elevator door was about to close, she hurriedly shouted, "ait!"

The elevator door opened, and she took a look at the young man in the white shirt and jeans inside, both of them were stunned, and then laughed together, Jian Han strode into the elevator, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "Cyril, did you also receive Roy's email?" ”

Cyril pressed the elevator switch and replied solemnly, "You mean, Roy's harassing email?" ”

Jian Han laughed twice: "Ha, he has more emails." ”

Cyril blinked, "A little more?" How many letters do you receive? ”

"I'll see." Jian Han subconsciously took out his mobile phone and turned it on directly, Cyril didn't have time to stop it, so he could only join her and look down at the mobile phone screen that was gradually lighting up.

With a series of jingling bells that sounded like a never-ending message prompt, Jian Han's mobile phone dimmed at a faster speed after it lit up quickly.

Jian Han looked shocked, "Off, it's off!" ”

God, for the first time, she encountered a situation where there were too many messages and the phone automatically turned off!

How many emails did Roy, the madman, send!

"Ahem-" Cyril made a fist with one hand, blocking his lips, but a smile floated out of his voice unscrupulously: "I just wanted to remind you, don't turn on the machine yet." ”

Jian Han held the phone and glared at him, Cyril looked back at her innocently, but his bulging cheeks looked like he was enduring a lot of hard work.

After a moment, she herself couldn't help but laugh first, "Okay, okay, you tell me, how did you deal with it?" ”

Cyril spread his hands and took it for granted: "Of course, when I received the first email, I blocked him as soon as possible!" ”

Jian Han: "......!! ”

And this kind of operation!

Looking at the girl in front of him with a look of chagrin, Cyril's eyes moved slightly, he had found out from just now that he was probably already familiar with him, compared to the initial restraint and politeness, the girl was obviously much more relaxed.