This star just wants to learn

Pu Tong sent the Doraemon theme song to Iori Yukino overnight.

Pu Tong: [Burn after reading! ]

Iori Yukino: [As for that? ]

Pu Tong: [It’s okay, I don’t want much, just a face. ]

Although it is indeed strange for him to sing in this style, Iori Yukino is still very suitable, and he will not sing randomly.

By the way, I took a look at Iori Yukino's alphabet station updates and found that she had updated Doraemon to the fifth episode...

Pu Tong didn't remember the order of the plot either. When he told it to Sakura-chan, he basically told it randomly. It was completely pieced together. However, Doraemon is a daily anime with each episode being independent. It seems that the order is a bit confusing. It doesn't matter.

It took about a few minutes before Iori Yukino replied to him. She must have finished listening.

Iori Yukino: [What are you singing? Why is it so weird for you to sing such a beautiful song? ]

Pu Tong: [There are always styles that I can’t control... I’ll delete them once I learn them. ]

Iori Yukino: [There is no need to delete it, it still has collection value, and I think it still sounds pretty good. ]

Sure enough, there are still people who know the ropes...

Wait, why did Yu Wanwan hear it?

This Baga Sakura girl doesn’t keep her word!

Pu Tong: [Didn’t I ask you to burn it after reading it? Why are you still spreading nonsense? ]

Iori Yukino: [The main reason is that they were right next to me when I was reading! ]

This time?

Pu Tong looked at the time, it was almost time to go to bed, and the three of them were still together, maybe they weren't sleeping together.

It's so beautiful between girls...

Just when he was still thinking about it, Yu Wanwan sent him a message and made it clear.

Yu Wanwan: [Hey, you sang well! ]

Pu Tong: [Hey, the Mao Er cosplay is pretty good! ]

Come on, let’s hurt each other! As long as I make the other person more ashamed first, then I won't be ashamed.

Yu Wanwan: [You're done, I'm going to use your song as an alarm, and I'll wake up to it every morning. ]

Pu Tong instantly became displeased. It sounded very good, but this person really didn’t know how to appreciate it. He was just a little weird. Isn’t Teacher Tengger’s song “Invisible Wings” also very good?

Pu Tong: [You're done, I want to use your photo... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it. ]

Yu Wanwan: [? ]

Although he didn't really want his nonsense songs to be known by others, since they had already heard them, he had no other choice.

But if it were the three of them, although it would be a bit embarrassing, it would never be spread out. Their character is still worth guaranteeing.

As long as you don't use it to blackmail yourself into doing anything...

Pu Tong reviewed some of the content he had learned before the vacation and decided to go to bed early and get up tomorrow to learn some knowledge beyond the textbooks.

As his studies gradually deepened, he felt that he should also learn something new outside the framework. After all, the content in the textbook was really limited. Although he did not dare to say that he had absolutely mastered it, it became increasingly difficult to improve towards the end. Instead of getting stuck at the bottleneck Might as well learn something new.

The next day, Pu Tong was woken up by the alarm.

Generally, self-disciplined people don’t need an alarm clock to get up, but this time is an exception...

The weather on May Day was already hot, not to mention that the group of them had been sulking in the car for the past few days. Not to mention the soreness and backache caused by sitting, the temperature was just enough for him to eat a pot. After three days, he was simply exhausted.

This peaceful sleep can be regarded as a return of blood.

"Mom, are you up so early?" Pu Tong opened the door and went out, only to find that his mother had already gotten up early and was packing her things to go out.

He was exhausted from being a reporter accompanying his mother these past few days. Only then did he realize firsthand how difficult the reporter industry is...

The physical strength to travel through mountains and rivers, the meticulousness to discover problems, polite and decent words and deeds, superb acting skills, and the spirit of hard work and hard work are all indispensable.

And Jia Yao, such a thin girl can carry the camera for so long, which shows her physical fitness...

"It's rare for you to have free time, so you should take care of your son." Ni Hui packed up and pointed to the not-so-looking breakfast on the table.

"You eat first, and I'll go to the recording studio to pick up your songs."

"That's why you got up early..."

It seems that my mother is used to the reporter's life of traveling here and there. Even though they have the same schedule, she acts like a normal person.

"You've already been a big help by helping to write the song. Let me do the errands while you rest." Ni Hui got up and went out, leaving only Pu Tong in a daze.

After saying goodbye to his mother, Pu Tong washed up and finished eating. He was just about to go for a routine run when his cell phone rang with a message notification tone.

You don't need to look to know who it is.

Yu Wanwan: [Morning, your singing woke me up! ]

Can you not mention this...

Pu Tong was too lazy to talk to her, so he ran home in the morning and began to learn new knowledge on his own.

Perhaps because he didn't hear the answer he wanted, Yu Wanwan started bombarding him with crazy messages. It was so noisy that Pu Tong directly chose to mute his voice.

Then, the world became quiet and there were no external factors to disturb him. He quickly entered a state of study and studied all morning.

It wasn't until noon that he heard his mother calling his name, and then he went out to take a look.

"What's wrong? Is this what it is?"

Pu Tong walked out of the bedroom, a little confused about what was going on. As soon as his mother entered the house, she started calling him, as if there was something urgent.

"Is there something wrong with the song?"

"That's not true!" Ni Hui didn't waste any time. She handed the phone to Pu Tong and asked him to look at it. "Look at this!"

A short video was playing on his mother's mobile phone. Pu Tong glanced at the platform and found that it was one of the best short video apps in the country.

"What?" Pu Tong doesn't like to watch short videos very much. Don't look at how short these things are. You will just watch them one by one endlessly, and then time will be consumed inexplicably. If you think about it afterwards, you won't even be able to remember the details. What did you read?

"Watch this video!"

Only then did Pu Tong turn his attention to the video itself. The video blogger was called "Liang Liang Liang" and was considered a very large blogger on the platform. This video already had millions of likes.

At the beginning of the video, the boy is holding flowers and confessing his love to the woman in the crowd, and then people on the road around him immediately start to boo.

The boy's expression was very sincere, and the girl's eyes were very flustered. At this time, everyone could see that the girl did not like the boy.

The girl glanced at the crowd and then at the humble boy. She did not refuse on the spot, but hugged the boy and whispered: "I don't like you, but now you can hold my hand and leave the crowd!"

Damn it...

Pu Tong immediately felt something was wrong. Didn't this copywriter say it himself?

The subsequent development is also very familiar. It was exactly what I said that day that was incorporated into the story. The male protagonist became an infatuated boy and the female protagonist was a beautiful and kind-hearted goddess.

He glanced at the lower left corner and realized that his name even appeared in the introduction of the video.

# Love story # Confession material comes from @I hate chemistry copywriting comes from Putong.

Pu Tong instantly understood the cause and effect of the whole incident. He had appeared in the live broadcast when Chen Yu confessed his love that day. It was probably the classmate who broadcast the live broadcast who edited the replay and posted it online.

"You have so many things in your little head. Every time I think you don't understand feelings, you always come up with something new and slap me in the face!" Ni Hui smiled, "Where did you hear that from? These things came here?”

"I'm talking nonsense!"

"You call this nonsense?" Ni Hui paused, "Everyone in the comment section wants to listen to you..."

Attend a lecture? What to listen to? Do you want to listen to him teach an old bachelor about falling in love? Then you must not fool people into lameness!

Pu Tong looked at the video with hundreds of thousands of comments and didn't dare to watch it at all.

In fact, Weibo's audience is a specific group, and the user base is relatively narrow. Many people who don't care about the entertainment industry even avoid Weibo.

But short video platforms are different. Short videos are very popular. At least seven out of ten people are using them. The traffic is not as large as usual.

Although my name was only mentioned in this video, a lot of people definitely paid attention...

"Let's start a class. You will be the lecturer and I will be the assistant. Set a small goal first and teach a thousand people how to be single!"

Pu Tong ignored his mother's sarcastic remarks and went straight to his room and turned on his cell phone.

He seemed to know why Yu Wanwan sent him so many messages...

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My beautiful and charming boss, we finally meet again. How did you know that the last minute after we separated, I was restless and upset, and my whole body seemed to be burned by the fire of hell, but I will not die because I will continue to love you. It’s really painful not being able to see you, and the phone in front of me is gradually blurring, and it is spinning and twisting...ahhhhhhhhh! boss! ! All I see is you, your charming smile, breathing, even breathing has become difficult. Is my life about to end? It doesn't matter, just let me indulge in this sweet sea of ​​fantasy and gradually drown! God, please allow me to shout boss ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh with a voice that is still clear to me before I die.