In the evening, Lao Chen appeared.

He said that it only took fifteen minutes, and it really only took fifteen minutes for everyone to do a reading comprehension problem, and they took it away when they were done.

"That's the question in English class tomorrow."

The wind comes, the wind goes, wave your sleeves, and don't take away a cloud.

In order to catch the bus, Lu Yanhe finished the reading comprehension question and left.

Many students in the class showed envious eyes.

After all, in this class, only Lu Yanhe has this privilege, he can leave if he wants, and no teacher will say anything.

Lu Yanhe put on headphones and listened to the anchor talk about ancient Chinese history.

He went all the way back and listened for a full fifty minutes.

Lu Yanhe felt that it was good to listen to the anchor talk about ancient history, at least it would be of obvious benefit for him to understand and be familiar with every dynasty in ancient China, to be familiar with the historical laws that have been condensed, and to understand various historical significances.

He had just arrived at the apartment, and before he could enter the door, the audio was suddenly interrupted.

Zhou Ping'an called inexplicably.

"Brother Ping'an?" Lu Yanhe answered the phone, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Zhou Ping'an asked: "You recorded the show yesterday, did you not sing "Dream Chasing Boy"? ”

He had a questioning tone.

"Hmm." Lu Yanhe put down the key, walked to the corridor, and "sang a song I wrote myself." ”

"When are you going to write songs?" Zhou Ping'an asked in surprise, and after asking, he didn't wait for Lu Yanhe to answer, "Forget it, this is not the point, how can you change the performance program casually?" And you didn't even consult with me! ”

Zhou Ping'an minded this matter.

Lu Yanhe casually made an excuse and said: "During the rehearsal, I sang both songs, and the director team asked me to sing the one I wrote myself, I thought that the director team had communicated with you, you are usually very busy, and I don't want to bother you." ”

Zhou Ping'an: "No matter what kind of changes there are in the future, you have to tell me, you know?" The next time this happens, you'll have to tell me. ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Ping'an hung up the phone in annoyance.

Lu Yanhe didn't know how to react to this phone call that came suddenly and was suddenly hung up.

He pulled out the key and opened the door to enter.

"Why did you come back so late today?" Yan Liang asked.

"There was a quiz in the evening self-study, and I came back after I finished it." Lu Yanhe yawned, "I have to go to bed early today, I'm too sleepy." ”

Yan Liang asked, "Then are you still live today?" ”

"Well, it's only half past eight, so I'll go to bed at half past eleven."

"Huh? Didn't you say you had to go to bed early? ”

"It's pretty early, I used to go to bed at twelve o'clock or one o'clock at night." Lu Yanhe asked, "What about Li Zhibai?" ”

"He's home."

"Have you been busy lately?"

"Fortunately, anyway, it's one or two announcements a week at most, and I usually practice dancing and acting in the practice room." Yan Liang said, "I also have to start preparing for the art exam." ”

Lu Yanhe asked, "What are you going to take the exam?" ”

"Of course, it's best to be admitted to Jingyi, if you don't get in, you can settle for the next best, I hope to be admitted to Nanyi or Guangying."

"All three of them are actually pretty good." Lu Yanhe said, "It's also very difficult to get into. ”

"It's really good, but it's still headed by Jingyi, unlike the two schools of Zhenhua and Yuming, which have always been indistinguishable." Yan Liang said, "Although Zhou Ping'an didn't say it explicitly, I feel that if I wasn't admitted to Jingyi, he would definitely not take me anymore." ”

If Yan Liang has a family background like Li Zhibai, or has a popularity like Li Zhibai, then Yan Liang can say "If you don't bring it, you won't bring it", but he didn't have the confidence to argue with Zhou Ping'an.

A small artist, who has nothing, can only pin all his hopes on his agent.

Regarding Yan Liang's situation, Lu Yanhe couldn't do anything.

To be precise, his situation is worse than Yan Liang, Zhou Ping'an has made it clear that he wants to drive him away, and his own problems cannot be solved.

"Come on." He could only say this to Yan Liang.

Yan Liang nodded, "You also come on." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

-

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, after ten minutes of work, many people bubbled.

Now many people have paid attention to this live broadcast room, because they know that the anchor of this live broadcast room is a star artist, and he is very handsome.

"Why didn't the anchor start broadcasting yesterday?" There are also people who don't know the situation and ask.

There is no need for Lu Yanhe to explain, someone will soon tell him between the barrages that the anchor went to record the show yesterday.

Lu Yanhe was actually surprised, and he didn't know why they all knew about their dynamics from where.

It stands to reason that he doesn't have an assistant now, no one to help him take care of things like the itinerary, and he is not so popular that he is watched and stared at everywhere he goes.

Lu Yanhe could only think that it was probably said by the audience who participated in the recording of the show yesterday.

Just when Lu Yanhe was about to mute as usual and look down at the book, suddenly, a line of big words flashed across the entire screen: Miss Eating Earth fed a thorn rose.

Lu Yanhe was stunned.

He looked at the line of words that crossed the screen in front of him in amazement.

How much is a thorn rose?

He went to check, and it turned out to be five hundred yuan each!

Which local tyrant is so bold?

Lu Yanhe's first reaction was, wouldn't 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 was surprised, I didn't expect it.

Lu Yanhe was a little overwhelmed.

Unexpectedly, at this time, "Miss Eating Soil" brushed another "Thorn Rose"!

There was a lot of excitement in the barrage, and they were asking which god this was.

Still others are asking: Is there anything else?

Lu Yanhe didn't expect that someone would really give him a gift.

During this period of time, he also has a very clear understanding of his live broadcast room, that is, it is really not interesting and nothing to see.

Now I stick to it, first, I don't want to give up halfway, and secondly, I met fans like "Beautiful Girl Lanlan", who squatted to watch his live broadcast and played a companionship effect.

What's more, because he received two "thorn roses" without doing anything, Lu Yanhe was even a little uneasy.

"Thank you, thank you." He can only repeat.

He turned off the mute, lowered his head and began to read.

-

At the same time, Chen Siqi looked at Lu Yanhe, who had lowered his head and started reading on the screen, and fell into deep thought.

This "Miss Soil Eater" sent two "Thorn Roses" out in one go, who is generous enough?

Of course, I can't think of an answer to this question.

She immediately snorted, looked at the handsome, clean face on the screen, and pouted.

It seems that even if he can't be popular, there is still a way to survive with this face.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that she was a little annoyed and jealous in her heart at this moment.

(End of chapter)