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Lu Qilin usually has to rush to participate in various trainings after school, maybe because he has a lot of activities every day, his appetite has improved, and when the weather turns warm, he suddenly grows taller.

It seems that people who have never been unknown have become impossible to ignore in an instant.

Zhou Yu looked at Lu Qilin who could only watch it during class time every day. Although it seemed hard work, it made people feel envious from the bottom of their hearts for no reason.

Even Zhou Yu had some conscience and found out that he studied hard for a while. Among them, the test results were sent home, and he was praised by the teacher and parents. Yan Gan even took people out for two days in a good mood. sky.

But Zhou Yu didn't feel very happy. He often had Lu Qilin's thin figure in his mind. He looked loose in school uniform, but his back was always straight.

The young master who had been treated as a baby by the Zhou family and the Yan family for more than ten years suddenly had someone who admired him, and he liked to lean in front of Lu Qilin when he had nothing to do.

Even the short 10 minutes after class is over. Even if you don’t say anything, it’s good to just sit next to him.

For a few days, Lu Qilin looked at Zhou Yu with the same scrutiny, but after confirming that this guy might just be sick, he didn't care anymore.

Half of the semester in the first half of the year is over, and they are all people who have to face the decision of the high school exam when the school starts, but Lu Qilin doesn't feel much. Much faster.

There are too many things for him to accomplish every day.

Until Mr. Yan sat outside basking in the sun one day, watching Lu Qilin walking outside with his schoolbag on his back, he muttered something.

"Is Yiyang graduating? It's so fast every year!"

Lu Qilin paused as he was about to go out, and turned to look at Old Yan who was sitting on the bamboo chair.

"He's a graduate next year, but he probably won't be in school anymore." Lu Qilin roughly explained, "Take your medicine at noon on time, don't stay in your room if you feel uncomfortable, call me..."

"Okay, I know, you go out, you always look very tired recently, you are still young!"

"I am not tired."

He didn't feel tired, maybe it was because he was too busy. Every time he danced in the dance studio, his body was sweaty, and he didn't even want to move his fingers when he sat on the floor.

Because he was promoted in the competition, he should have responded well. Lisa also helped him accept two small commercials, and found a few professional vocal teachers.

During this period of time, he was practicing songs repeatedly and spent being criticized by those teachers for being useless, as if he really had no extra energy to think about other things.

As for what happened that night, Lu Qilin was just ignorant at first, but he could feel An Yiyang's alienation, because he had helped him many times, so the best reward he could give him was not to drag him down.

So it's fine as it goes.

A month is also quite fast, and the day of going to the competition turned out to be Lu Qilin's most leisurely day.

How much a person grows depends mainly on the pressure he grows under. Even Lu Qilin, who was not optimistic about Lisa's competition, finally made it to the regional finals.

But Lu Qilin chose to withdraw from the competition when the limelight was just right. Although Lisa didn't understand it very much, after knowing the reason for Lu Qilin, he no longer reluctantly.

Instead, he wanted to take advantage of the heat and gimmicks to tailor a mini digital single for Lu Qilin, and the pre-sale results on the Internet were pretty good.

Lu Qilin picked up the watermelon that had been soaked in the water for half a day, and he could already feel the heat of summer.

"You also have a vacation, you should hang out with your classmates and friends more."

"There are other things to do." In fact, he couldn't find any classmates or friends to play with. "Lisa arranged new activities for me."

"Didn't you participate in the competition some time ago? Did you get eliminated?"

Elder Yan looked at his grandson who lowered his head and cut the watermelon, and said in a comforting tone, "It's nothing, it's better to participate."

Lu Qilin nodded and complied. If he entered the semi-finals, he would go to another entertainment company with three other people for a training camp. There would be another dormitory arranged, so he would not be able to come back.

It is impossible for him not to come, and the decision to retire is almost without any hesitation.

And Lisa is also very good at finding the right time to build momentum. He has more topics on the Internet than any singer who doubts participating in the competition.

Looking at the increasing number of fans, Lu Qilin still can't realize the effect, but Lisa began to have confidence in Lu Qilin's future.

This person was discovered by her, and she also made a bet to buy it out.

"This is your fan growth curve. If you make this digital album well, you will have many possibilities in the future."

Lu Qilin was wearing a white shirt, his protruding collarbone was clear and obvious, his hair was done in a more delicate hairstyle, and he wore white earphones on his ears. If it wasn't for Lisa's sudden pat on him, he would almost have fallen asleep.

"Come over here to see the progress of your mv filming. Someone has processed a part of the footage and put it on the Internet to see the effect. If possible, I will finalize this dance..."

In the end, Lu Qilin recorded two songs, and also shot a lot of MVs. After the effect Lisa wanted was achieved, it was all handed over to the post-production stage for perfection.

Everyone had some expectations for the result, and the person who didn't respond the most should be Lu Qilin.

Old Yan saw that Lu Qilin was very thin, wearing a long-sleeved shirt even in very hot weather, with a thin chin and pale face.

But the eyes are set off very big, black and white are distinct and unusually clean, like water droplets hanging on the green sycamore leaves after heavy rain.

Old Yan chattered a lot more than before. He could talk to Lu Qilin who was free recently, and Lu Qilin also listened. There are a lot more smiles.

"Grandpa, let's go to the hospital for an examination in two days."

"What are you checking for?" Elder Yan looked at his grandson who was helping him pour the vegetables, "You can check out a few problems when you are not sick and go to the hospital."

Lu Qilin looked helplessly at Old Yan and said nothing, put down the water bottle in his hand, turned around and looked at the old man in a half-worn white cotton Tang shirt.

Most of his hair has turned gray, his wrinkles have become deeper, his skin has many gray spots, and only his old eyebrows and eyes seem to be able to see the delicate and elegant demeanor of the past.

"Okay, okay, let's go and have a look..." Looking at his silent grandson, Mr. Yan knew that he was serious this time, so he nodded and agreed.

Lu Qilin got the first relatively large reward and went to the best cardiology department to make an appointment with an authoritative doctor, but he still waited for a long time before he received the notification of the appointment.

Most of the diseases of the elderly require careful recuperation and rest, but it is more reassuring to go for a checkup.

When Lu Qilin accompanied Mr. Yan out of the hospital, he was carrying a large bag of medicines and supplements in his hand.

The doctor said it was stable and Lu Qilin was in a good mood. Although Yan Lao was nagging about wasting money again, he felt it was worth it.

Lu Qilin felt that he had spent the most relaxing summer vacation growing up, even if he just accompanied the old man to water vegetables and weed every day, and sometimes he would go to the school's huge library to organize books.

Lu Qilin's digital album was released, and I heard that it sold well. Lisa even called him once and talked about his share in general.

Although he didn't live in a rich materialistic environment since he was a child, he may have been influenced by the old man for these things, and he doesn't have high requirements for many things.

Sometimes when I went out to buy groceries, some students already recognized him, and some girls even came to ask for his autograph with his photo.

It was the first time Lu Qilin encountered such a thing, he was a little at a loss, although he subconsciously took a step back and stopped.

But when he pretended to be calm, his expression would be very serious, and his thin lips would be slightly pursed habitually.

When he was in school, the quiet here and the hustle and bustle outside seemed to be two completely different worlds. Lu Qilin finally understood the reason why his grandfather didn't want to live in the nursing home.

But as he became famous, Lu Mian called, and he called Mr. Yan with Lu Qilin behind his back, although he didn't know what he said.

But when Lu Qilin came back from the training place, he saw Mr. Yan sitting on the mahogany chair in the hall, with a tired and frustrated expression on his expression.

"Grandpa?" Lu Qilin put the guqin on his back on the table and walked over.

Grandpa Yan looked at his grandson who was getting busy again, and pointed to a chair beside him.

"Are you so busy doing this every day? Do you have to do a lot of things?"

Lu Qilin had a vaguely bad feeling, but he looked up at Old Yan with a happy smile.

"Although I'm very busy, I can meet different people every day. They are very talented." Lu Qilin said and opened the guqin that he had carried back today.

"I don't like what the teachers teach at school very much. I like what I do very much. Even if I am very tired, I don't feel tired."

Mr. Yan nodded a little lonely, "As long as you like it, Linlin, as long as you do what you like."

"I know, Grandpa, can I let you listen to me when I learn how to play Guqin? The teacher said I still have some talent."

"Okay." Mr. Yan's eyes sparkled, "You must be talented, your grandmother and your mother both like art creation, you are so like your mother..."

As Yan Lao was talking, his voice suddenly dropped, because he was too similar, and he was more worried about the future of his grandson.

Don't be too extreme.

The author has something to say:

At the beginning, I was ambitious and wanted to update it every day~~~

Now I can only sigh to cover my tears...