Generally speaking. Those who come to sign up for the audition can have three chances. And more. That's obviously skipping class.

Of course. Even if someone finds out. The teachers in the class will not usually speak ill of you.

Although it is a study class. At the end of the day, it's also business. They all pay attention to harmony and wealth.

People don't scold you. I won't give you a look at it. It's just a matter of dissuading or refusing to let you in.

But. Those who have slipped on the course also have their own set of proven ways to deal with it.

Like what. Try not to wear anything too conspicuous every time. It's all some Volkswagen T-shirts or jackets. The color is also gray. Brown these are easy to hide their color. Not at first glance. Very low-key.

Meantime. Also carry out some necessary camouflage. You can wear a hat on the first trip. Or a pair of glasses or something.

You can get rid of these camouflages when you go back the second time.

Add a wig or something when you go for the third time.

And that's just the basics.

The class master that An Ran knew talked about one by one. And they also exchange information with each other. Exchange camouflage props. They will also exchange each other's study notes.

Sometimes I really don't know how to look at these studious and advantageous people.

At this time, Zhou Fanghua was curious. An Ran picked up some simple doorways and told her. Hearing this, Miss Xiao Zhou sighed: "My God. It's almost time for the plot in Spy. It's amazing. But. Where did you hear that?"

Enron naturally won't tell her the truth. She now has an almighty excuse: "Oh. I once talked about it at a lottery station when they were idle and chatting."

Now she talks to friends and classmates whenever she is there. When you talk about some information related to your past life and can't give a source of information. I said that I heard it when I listened to the customer chat at the lottery station.

Anyway, I didn't go to a serious visit. This reason is simply perfect to get home.

It is a little gossip lover like Zhou Fanghua who is often envious. Always sigh. I didn't expect the lottery station to become a news station. I want to know anything strange and I can hear.

Zhou Fanghua sometimes goes to the lottery station to play with her. I will also deliberately sit aside and listen to other people's conversations.

The result, of course, was nothing.

After that, she complained to Enron: "Why. You can always hear that kind of interesting information. I can't hear it."

made An Ran almost cry and laughed: "You've only been listening to it for a while. Where will you be when the story will still be. I often listen to it to hear a funny sentence or two."

Enron's words weren't exactly an excuse.

The lottery station really is like a news distribution center. Lottery buyers who come and go every day. And those office workers who often come into the house and wait for the bus. Everyone is idle and idle. Naturally, I want you to talk about it.

Often at the beginning they are still talking about the lottery. But. Usually after ten sentences, the topic has basically started. All sorts of topics will appear. What fresh. Quirky. Half-baked. You can hear the information that doesn't make sense.

But. It's like Enron said. You have to listen often.

In fact, don't look at Enron's jokes, Zhou Fanghua is a little gossip. She herself is not much better than the little girl. Every time I go to the store. I will also sit in the front room for a while. Listen to all kinds of gossip news. Enrich your spare time. It's definitely more fantastical and fun than the plots in the TV series that are played so badly that they are at home. Much more interesting dog blood.

It's almost like a story meeting.

Probably everyone has a hobby of gossip. It's not just Enron and Zhou Fanghua like this. Even An Guoqing and Li Caifeng, two honest and loyal adults, are like this.

Every time a group of three people sit down to eat together. Both of them will communicate with their daughters about the strange rumors and strange things they heard in the store today. The three of them often seem to be serious about these things. Sometimes they have a serious debate with each other. Guess what's next. More enthusiastic than chasing TV series.

Anyway, at the end of the day. No one takes these things as if they were the truth, and they are listening to them.

Enron also often writes these things down in his diary.

Sometimes she thinks. Maybe I can really write some kind of story in the future. The material is much more vivid and interesting than what she has seen on the Internet before.

Said gossip. An Ran still inquired about the auditions of these five study classes. The reply was pretty much what she had thought. The reception staff are very welcoming. Especially look at An Ran and Zhou Fanghua are little girls. The childishness of the body has not been taken off. It's not like those who come to take advantage of the class. It is even more kind and very. Tell them they can come and listen to it at any time. And give them a copy of the printed detailed timetable for reference.

Took a turn. An Ran had another stack of class schedules in his hand.

The outfits of the two of them look like students. I've been walking back and forth down the street a few times. Many of the staff of the workshop greeted them. Stuff leaflets into their hands. It's so hot that it's a little overwhelming.

Not much older than a moment. Even Zhou Fanghua, who accompanied him, also received a stack of advertising sheets for various study classes in his hand.

Because she also plans to learn something that interests her during this vacation. So. At this time, listening to those people's explanations gradually became engaging. Look at the leaflet in your hand. From time to time, she asked the staff of each class some questions she wanted to know.

She's just having an idea at the moment. There are no specific goals yet. An Ran accompanied her everywhere to pick up the flyers. Multi-party understanding. Get it later. What is of interest. They collected all the leaflets they were not interested in. Even that what a French class. They didn't let go of the leaflet for the pedicure class.

According to Enron, it is. To be idle is to be idle. Learn a little bit more about what we don't know. It's also quite interesting.

Zhou Fanghua loves to hear what she says. She's idle right now. Especially when I'm worried about the conversation with my dad at night. I wish there was something to keep her busy. Divert your attention.

Again. The gossip has always been her favorite. Although the information of these workshops is not much gossip news. But it's also quite fresh and interesting to watch. It can be used to pass the time.

However, the aimless eclecticism of the two gradually attracted the attention of some of the reception staff of the study class. Two young men finally couldn't help but ask. Little sister. What the hell are you going to learn? Why do I see that you receive all kinds of leaflets. Ask anything. It's going to be a social survey.

Listening to it with a sullen laugh. Oh, yes. Who saw the person who was still holding the flyer of the French class in one hand and began to ask carefully and seriously about the time of the pedicure class?

Zhou Fanghua didn't blush. Seriously replied to the young man: "Hmm. I still don't know what I want to study. So. It needs to be fully understood. Then you can make a decision after careful comparison and consideration."

Stop. At first glance, her reason sounded like that. The two lads nodded. Echoed: "That's right. Also right. Words like this. Yes, we need to know more."

But when I think about it, I feel a little out of tune.

You said you didn't think about it. That's a reason. But isn't the scope of your thinking a little too big?

It's almost all-encompassing.

An Ran held back a smile. Looking at the expressions of the two young men who twitched more and more as they pondered. Zhou Fanghua, who still looked reasonable, left the study class on the street.

"Zhou Fanghua. You're really good at fooling people, huh. Sounds like that. The more I think about it, the less it matters. You really can."

Zhou Fanghua looked straightforward: "What words. It was as if I was going to lie. But that's what people think."

An Ran reached out to pinch her face: "Yes. It's up to you. Do you really want to learn pedicure?"

Zhou Fanghua clapped her hands. He argued to himself: "What's the matter? What's wrong. I can't learn pedicure. I'm happy to learn. No, I can't do it."

"Yes. Who can say it can't be." An Ran raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist: "But. It's not too early. I'm not going to go on with you. Gotta go to the lottery station to make dinner. Isn't it time for you to go home and get ready for the evening conversation?"

Zhou Fanghua heard her words. The ease on his face disappeared immediately. With the tension of facing a great enemy. Took a breath: "Okay. I'm home too. I'll call you again in the evening."

After speaking. No more nonsense either. He waved his hand at her. Ride and go.

Enron knew that she had indeed made up her mind this time. That's so decisive and crisp.

In fact, in her view. Their plans are quite promising.

Enron arrived at the lottery station. The house was once again a crowded scene. She didn't say much. I just said hello to my parents. I went straight to the back hut, and now these old lottery players are fully engaged in thinking about the betting numbers. It's easy to bother. The greeting thing can save the convenience. Otherwise it's not enthusiasm. Rather, it was messed up.

I have simply organized the collected class leaflets and trial class schedules. An Ran turned around and said to his parents. Lift your feet and go to the Internet café next door.

This is the time when the Internet café is gradually starting to be lively. The webworms that play all night are diurnal animals. Now is the time when they begin to slowly wake up.

Probably with the start of the holidays. Business here will also get better and better.

A large number of students are idle at home. Especially in a few days, it's the Spring Festival again. One by one, they all received a lot of New Year's money from the elders. It's the money in the waist. When you don't have to worry about internet fees. It is estimated that Jiang Jieyun and they can all have a lot of money during this winter vacation.

At this time, it is not Jiang Jieyun who is sitting behind the cash register. It's not Zhao Zhenxu either. It's the chattering iron rooster Jiang Chengzhuo.