Choose a day to become famous

In the evening, Lao Chen appeared.

He said it would only take fifteen minutes, and it really only took fifteen minutes. He asked everyone to do a reading comprehension question and took it away after they finished.

"This question will be discussed in English class tomorrow."

Come like the wind, go like the wind, wave your sleeves and not take away a single cloud.

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

Many students in the class looked enviously.

After all, in this class, only Lu Yanhe has this privilege. He can leave whenever he wants without any teacher saying anything.

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

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

Lu Yanhe feels that listening to the anchor talking about ancient history is good. At least it will have obvious benefits for him to understand and become familiar with every dynasty in ancient China, become familiar with the condensed historical laws, and understand various historical meanings.

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

Zhou Ping'an made a phone call out of nowhere.

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

Zhou Pingan asked: "Did you not sing "Dream Chaser" when you recorded the show yesterday?"

He sounded like he was asking for help.

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

"When did you learn to write songs?" Zhou Ping'an asked in surprise, without waiting for Lu Yanhe to answer, "Forget it, this is not the point. How can you change the performance program at will? And you didn't even discuss it with me!"

This is what Zhou Pingan is concerned about.

Lu Yanhe made an excuse casually and said: "During the rehearsal, I sang both songs. The director asked me to sing the song I wrote myself. I thought the director had communicated with you. You are usually very busy, so I also Not good to bother you."

Zhou Pingan: "No matter what kind of changes there are in the future, you must tell me, you know? You must tell me next time this happens."

"Um."

Zhou Pingan hung up the phone angrily.

Lu Yanhe didn't know how to react to this sudden call that was then hung up suddenly.

He took out the key, opened the door and went in.

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

"There is a small test for the evening self-study. I will come back after I finish it." Lu Yanhe yawned, "I have to go to bed early today, I am too sleepy."

Yan Liang asked: "Then will you still broadcast live today?"

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

"Ah? Didn't you say you wanted to go to bed early?"

"It's quite early. I didn't go to bed until around 12pm or 1pm before." Lu Yanhe asked, "Where is Li Zhibai?"

"He came home."

"Are you busy lately?"

"Fortunately, anyway, there are only one or two announcements a week at most. I usually practice dance and learn performances in the practice room." Yan Liang said, "I also have to start preparing for the art exam."

Lu Yanhe asked: "Where are you going to take the exam?"

"Of course it's best if you can get admitted to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts. If you don't get admitted, the next best thing is to get admitted to the Nanyang University of the Arts or the Guangzhou Film Academy."

"These three schools are actually pretty good," Lu Yanhe said, "and they are all very difficult to take the exam."

"They are indeed very good, but Jingyi takes the lead, unlike Zhenhua and Yuming schools, which have always been indistinguishable." Yan Liang said, "Although Zhou Ping'an didn't say it explicitly, I felt that if I didn't If I get admitted to the Beijing Academy of Arts, he will never take me again.”

If Yan Liang had Li Zhibai's family background, or was as popular as Li Zhibai, then Yan Liang could say "If you don't take it, don't take it," but he didn't have the confidence to challenge Zhou Pingan.

A small artist has nothing and can only place all his hopes on his manager.

There was nothing Lu Yanhe could do about Yan Liang's situation.

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

"Come on." That was all he could say to Yan Liang.

Yan Liang nodded, "Come on, too."

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

-

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, within ten minutes, many people were excited.

Now many people are paying attention to this live broadcast room, because they know that the anchor of this live broadcast room is a celebrity artist, and he is quite handsome. He has a weird live broadcast and studies every day.

"Why didn't the anchor start broadcasting yesterday?" Some people who didn't know the situation asked.

Lu Yanhe didn't need to explain, someone would tell him in the barrage right away that the anchor was recording the show yesterday.

Lu Yanhe was actually also surprised. He didn't know where they all knew about his activities.

It stands to reason that he has no assistant now, no one to help him take care of things like itinerary, and he is not so famous that he is watched and stared at wherever he goes.

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

Just when Lu Yanhe was about to mute his voice and lower his head to read as usual, suddenly, a line of large characters flashed across the screen: Miss Chitu fed a thorn rose.

Lu Yanhe was stunned.

He looked at the line of words across the screen in front of him in surprise.

How much does a thorn rose cost?

He went to check and found out it was five hundred yuan each!

Which wealthy person is so generous?

Lu Yanhe's first reaction was, it couldn't be Li Zhibai again, right?

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."

Very surprised, I never thought of it.

Lu Yanhe was a little at a loss.

Unexpectedly, at this time, "Miss Eating Earth" brushed another "Rose of Thorns"!

The barrage room was much more lively, and they all asked who this great god was.

Some people also asked: Is there any more?

Lu Yanhe didn't expect that someone would actually send him a gift.

During this period of time, he also had a very clear understanding of his live broadcast room, that is, it is really meaningless and nothing to see.

Now he persisted, first, he didn't want to give up halfway, and second, he met "Beautiful Girl Lanlan" and other fans who squatted to watch his live broadcast and played a companion effect.

Moreover, because he received two "Rose of Thorns" without doing anything, Lu Yanhe even felt a little uneasy.

"Thank you, thank you." He could only repeat it.

He turned off the mute and lowered his head to read a book.

-

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

This "dirt-eating lady" gave away two "thorn roses" in one breath. She was so generous. Who was she?

Of course, there was no answer to this question.

She immediately snorted and looked at the handsome and clean face on the screen, curling her lips.

It seems that even if he can't become popular, he can still survive with this face.

Of course, she would not admit that she was a little annoyed and jealous at this moment.