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After Xu Lu left, Qiao Yu went to the cafeteria to help Jin Cancan and the others bring lunch together.

Just two steps away, I saw a familiar figure appearing at the corner in front, walking in a hurry, looking particularly anxious.

Qiao Yu frowned, walked over quickly, and grabbed Cancan's golden polo shirt from behind: "Cancan, what's the matter?"

Seeing that it was Qiao Yu, Jin Cancan stabilized his figure and spoke quickly: "Our college has an art and performance professional exchange report meeting for foreign scholars at 3 pm today. Brother Gao is the host and asked to withdraw the manuscript. His father It’s from a TV station and will come to the scene.”

"All along, the relationship between Brother Gao and his father has been neither cold nor cold. Don't look at him as a fool all day long, but in fact he really wants to prove it to his father. After receiving the news, he has paid a lot since the host election Work hard, even if you have a cold these days, you are still reciting those English host speeches."

Jin Cancan didn't stop breathing, and Qiao Yu patted him on the back: "Then?"

Jin Cancan: "Who knew that when I woke up in the morning, Gao Ge's tonsils became more inflamed, and now I can't speak."

Frowning tightly, he dropped his hand, more angry than his own hard preparation but an accident: "I'm so angry."

Qiao Yu felt sorry for Gao Fan, and frowned slightly: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Jin Cancan shook his head: "I can't help it. Brother Gao can't play. I'll go to the Zewen Building to find a counselor and see if I can change the host in time. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid Brother Gao will take the blame."

The dormitory building is in the northwest of the school, and the office building is in the southeast, making a big circle around it.Qiao Yu said "hmm": "Come on, Zewen Building is too far away, I'll take you there by bike."

Jin Cancan's face was moved: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the Zewen building. Thinking that the counselor had a bad temper, they knocked on the door. Qiao Yu and Jin Cancan went into the counselor's office together.

Counselor Lu Yuanlan was sitting in a seat by the window, with her feet resting on the pedals under the table. She had black hair and a thin body. She wore a pair of thin-legged gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. She had high cheekbones and a harsh and stern look The way they get along.There are also several student union officers in the office filling out the information.

Lu Yuanlan has just finished his master's degree in the Department of Art, and has only a short working time. He is still in the investigation period for signing a long-term employment contract.

After listening to Jin Cancan's explanation of the situation, the pen in his hand "clicked" on the table, his eyes slanted to one side, and his voice was cold and stern: "It's about the honor of a college, why didn't you tell me that you don't feel well, you have to come now!"

It is true that they did not think carefully about this matter, and Jin Cancan silently endured the anger.

Lu Yuanlan stood up, her stiletto heel made a "clack" sound on the tile floor, raised her wrist, and tapped her left wrist watch a few times with her right index finger: "There are less than two hours before the report meeting, where can I find the first one?" Two suitable hosts?"

Some students suggested: "Why don't you ask broadcasting majors to help save the scene..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yuanlan interrupted: "I don't think it's embarrassing enough to ask them to broadcast my college's affairs? Besides, there is not enough time to memorize the scripts for various difficult vocabulary and professional terms."

While talking, as if thinking of something, Lu Yuanlan said coldly: "You said he has been preparing for a long time, right? I remember that there is an emergency hormone medicine that can take effect quickly and hit the uvula. Take Gao Fan there now .”

Everything has both positive and negative sides, and the stronger the effect, the quicker the effect of the drug, generally speaking, the greater the side effects.Just listening to it, Qiao Yu felt unreliable.

Gao Fan was still running a fever, Jin Cancan hesitated, and looked at Qiao Yu, his face full of confusion.

Seeing the hesitation in Jin Cancan's eyes, the corners of Lu Yuanlan's brows pulled down, and his tone was condensed: "It's you who said he insisted on not giving up, now I'm giving you an idea, and it's you who don't want him to do it, are you really thinking about him? ? How do I remember that their family’s views on homosexuality are not very good?”

Jin Cancan clenched his fists and did not speak.

There's no need to be so aggressive and talk about sexual orientation.Qiao Yu took a step forward, blocking Lu Yuanlan's gaze at Jin Cancan: "It's fine as long as someone hosts it?"

Lu Yuanlan looked into Qiao Yu's eyes, and the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted downward: "No, what I want is a good host."

Qiao Yu had a serious expression: "Okay, give me the script, and I'll host it."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a moment of silence.

After a while, low laughter with different sensualities came from all directions in the not-so-large office.

Not a good laugh.

Before graduating, he participated in two film and television productions. The entire acting department is so big, and Qiao Yu is quite well-known in the school.

There are quite a few people who know him, but most of what he knows about him is learned from gossip.For example, the "beautiful idiot" who can't do anything and is No. 1 in the exam.

A boy with a round nose and a few freckles had a haughty expression on his face, and said bluntly: "There is only more than an hour of preparation time, and there is still a rehearsal, can you do it? This is English draft, draft! Do you know the meaning of draft?"

"Don't say it's out of the manuscript, I'll read it for you, can you read it fluently? Is the pronunciation accurate?"

"Can anyone understand what you're saying?"

Facing the contempt and disrespect in his eyes, Qiao Yu didn't dodge or avoid it, and met his gaze with a faint tone: "People really understand. As for whether you can understand, I don't know."

A momentary bewilderment flashed across the boy's face, and when he realized it, he put his index finger against Qiao Yu's nose: "You..."

Lu Yuanlan patted the table impatiently: "Shut up, all of you are arguing here, and you still have me as a mentor in your eyes?"

The boy withdrew his hand unconvinced, stood behind her, and then glared at Qiao Yu viciously.

Qiao Yu rolled his eyelids, and looked like he didn't take him seriously at all.

The boy gritted his teeth angrily.

Lu Yuanlan raised his forehead: "Enough! When is this?!"

Unexpectedly, this Qiao Yu usually looked gentle and harmless, with no temper, and deliberately got angry with a mouthful of fangs.

Frowning, Lu Yuanlan looked at Qiao Yu: "Now is not the time for you to slap your swollen face and pretend to be fat for your friends."

It's useless to talk too much, Qiao Yuchong stretched out his hand to Lu Yuanlan, and repeated, "Give me the speech."

Not trying to be brave.

In the real world, he is really not good at science. In order to fit in with the company's set up for him as a deserted scholar, he has practiced English and spoken English for a long time.

Coupled with the ability of photographic memory, Qiao Yu was sure that he would not make mistakes.

It didn't take a few minutes for him to read it, Lu Yuanlan looked for the contact number of the school hospital, and handed over the manuscript while looking for it.

The boy who was pissed off by Qiao Yu just now snorted coldly and stood with his chest folded, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Jin Cancan has no idea. To be honest, although Qiao Yu has changed a lot this year, he has never heard Qiao Yu speak English, but he remembers when Qiao Yu was called in class at the beginning of his freshman year, and he hesitated after standing up. An embarrassing situation mixed together.

Looking at Qiao Yu, Jin Cancan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

He believes in his friends.

Qiao Yu smiled back, frowned, and concentrated on looking at the printed words on the A4 paper. In the eyes of other people who were either mocking or curious, she lowered her voice and said slowly: "Now..."

English is not a mother tongue, nor is it in a foreign environment, so it lacks the atmosphere and subtle influence of speaking every day.

I haven't practiced for a while, and I can't find the sense of language. After Qiao Yu read it, he pronounced it very Chinese, and he was a little stuttering.

As expected, Lu Yuanlan didn't have any expectations for Qiao Yu, and didn't even bother to look at him.

The boy let out a "puchi" and laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled: "I'm in my 20s, can't I know how much I have? I have to rush to make a fool of myself."

Qiao Yu's face remained unchanged, and he was not affected by the outside world at all, and his attention was still on the paper.

After 5 minutes, his hands drooped naturally, he closed the copy paper in front of his body, and spoke again.

Qiao Yu recited the content of nearly an entire sheet of paper clearly and smoothly, without any lag in the whole process.

……

Attracted by the standard American pronunciation, Lu Yuanlan paused slightly with his hand pressing the dial key, put down his phone, and looked at the boy standing by the door.

How can it be?

With his nostrils upturned, the boy's lips twitched and his brown pupils kept beating.He kept looking at Qiao Yu from top to bottom, with shock and "unbelievable" written all over his face.

Such a smooth and authentic pronunciation in less than 10 minutes?

False, absolutely false.

He doesn't believe it!

Can't believe it or not, the counselor turned his worry into joy, and immediately asked Qiao Yu to go to the rehearsal site to try on a suit.

"can."

Qiao Yu trailed off slightly: "But I have one condition."

Lu Yuanlan's eyes were wide open, and she put one hand on her waist: "You fix your mistakes, what right do you have to ask me for conditions?"

Qiao Yu raised her head, her tone neither humble nor overbearing: "Jin Cancan and Gao Fan are wrong in your mouth and have no collective consciousness. That's right, their sexual orientation. You can scold him for disregarding the general situation, and let's lie down and laugh at him, but for the yin and yang of his sexual orientation, you need Apologize."

Looking at Qiao Yu and the silent golden face behind him, Lu Yuan pursed his blue lips into a line and nodded slowly.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Artistic&Performance academic seminar started on time.

The curtain was drawn up, and the spotlight fell on Qiao Yu's meticulous hairstyle. The silver tie was tied with a Windsor knot, and matched with a crisp suit. The usual innocence faded away, and she became more stable and capable as an adult.

History repeated itself, the students sitting under the lecture hall experienced the same psychological activities as the boy who had prejudiced against Qiao Yu.

When he came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Those who were prejudiced against Qiao Yu chatted with the people next to them to express their doubts.

When the meeting officially started, voices of doubt and contempt were replaced by voices of amazement.

Due to the number of searches and real-time clicks by the students of this school, the tag of #乔依英语# was airborne and hot searched, and continued to climb at a rapid speed.

A groundhog screamed in the comment area.

"Ahhhhhhhhh (broken sound——) wsl, I really don't have any resistance to boys who are good-looking and can speak fluent English, not at all!"

"No, no, no, as long as Brother Qiao is there, I will fall."

"Treasure boy, treasure boy, woo woo woo, the old aunt has become a fan of Qiao Yulu. She thought he was just good at acting, but she didn't expect him to be so good at English! I hate myself for finding out so late, Joe! Joe! Me! Good! like!"

"I heard that there are prior art careers and specializations. A few days ago, who said that an artist with the surname Qiao is not worthy of a certain jrc? I don't start a fight, and I don't discuss whether I am worthy or not, because this kind of statement itself is not appropriate. I am now I want to ask if Qiao Yu only has one face to look at, if it hurts, if it hurts!"

"Hehe, the water content in this building exceeds the standard. Give me the group number. If you have money, everyone can earn it together."

"Yes, that is, I don't understand why he can close his eyes and brag like this because he can only speak a few words of English. Don't take on porcelain jobs without diamonds. Since he is a host, he should have certain professional skills. Otherwise, wouldn't he stand Are you going to sell your face?"

"Pure passers-by with microphones, upstairs and upstairs, is it so difficult to admit that others are good?"

"[Raise your hand] [Raise your hand] [Raise your hand] A student from the Acting Department of Shangyang came forward to say that, as far as I know, senior Qiao Yu was actually pulled in to rescue the scene temporarily, and there was only less than an hour of preparation time, and the whole process was finished. Really Resby!"

"Fuck, the whole process is out of script???"

"To be precise, I only recited it for 10 minutes."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The keyboard king who stands and talks without back pain is everywhere.

In the midst of the battle of fans and eyes closed, a well-known domestic variety show official Weibo followed Qiao Yu.