Irregular cohabitation

The number of likes for this triple question keeps rising, and the replies in the building are getting higher and higher.

"Hahaha The lawyer's letter from the studio is too timely, and the blog is being deleted."

"The navy probably regretted it, this order is terrible."

"u1s1, actually, I think Liang Yu's looks are pretty good. Of course, our father Yu's good looks are already good enough, but they're not the same type at all, so it's quite...a good match."

"Let's put a dog's head first, I think the sister upstairs is right, but I don't know why, I have never had a good impression of Liang Ling."

"I just want to talk about the fragrance. Father Yu even came out to tear up this scandal in person. He made it clear that he didn't want to form a cp with Liang Yao. Are you still here?"

"That's right, it's a fake fan, Liang Ling looks like that kind of scheming green tea."

"Where is our Liang Yao's scheming? Good looks + graduated from a prestigious school, why can't we be worthy of your actor?"

"Take away our little monster, although Yu Yingdi is hot and powerful, but he is six years older than our Liang Ling!"

"No matter how awesome your father is, he still doesn't know which pheasant school he came from. Otherwise, why would he keep silent to his alma mater..."

The word "Pheasant School" undoubtedly hurt the nerves of Yu Yanlin's fans, and he rolled up his sleeves and pinched Liang Ling's fans.

Not only was Yu Yanlin not angry, but he also reposted the "pheasant school" comment, and replied: "Have you finished your homework?"

"Hahahaha, I saw that there was something wrong with this statement, so I crawled to the personal homepage and took a look. Good guy, the information column says elementary school students!"

"I was still angry just now, but now I can't straighten my back from laughing. You are indeed our great actor!"

Yu Yanlin continued to walk forward without changing his face, and turned into the small supermarket in the Landa family courtyard.

Tao Xu followed behind, also scrolling through the hot search comments, couldn't help arguing for his boss: "They really have nothing else to criticize, either they are saying you have a bad temper, or they are talking about your education."

Tao Xu comforted the boss in a low voice: "The entertainment industry doesn't look at academic qualifications. Even if you don't come from a major, even if the school is not good, what's wrong?"

He was filled with righteous indignation for a long time, and found that the boss hadn't said a word for a long time. When he turned his head, the boss had already walked to the cash register to pay the bill.

Tao Xu hurried over and saw Yu Yanlin bought some light bulbs and packs of cigarettes.

Tang Qing mentioned it to him during the meal, and half of the lights in the corridor were broken.

Although Yu Yanlin didn't know the model, but the clerk of the supermarket has been working here, of course he knows.

After paying the bill, Yu Yanlin turned to the community again. Tao Xu was full of doubts, "Hey boss, you still have to wait for Mr. Tang?"

This has been waiting for hours.

"He has already left." Yu Yanlin continued to walk forward.

Tao Xu was even more confused: "He's gone, so why are we coming back?"

Do you look at the air?

Yu Yanlin shook the bag in his hand: "Put the light bulb in."

Pretend... what?

Tao Xu suspected that he had heard wrong.

When he stood in the corridor and watched the boss replace the broken light bulbs one by one, when they went downstairs, all the lights were working well.

Tao Xu couldn't help muttering, "You've done too much for Mr. Tang..." Too much.

"It's not all because of him," Yu Yanlin pushed down the brim of his hat, turned his head and glanced upstairs, "My teacher's house is also here."

"Ah???" Tao Xu was subverted once again, and opened his eyes wide: "But this, this is the family building of Anlan University, isn't it full of..."

Yu Yanlin said calmly, "Yes, I'm in An Lan's university."

Tao Xu: "..."

This is too magical.

He was so shocked that he stopped in place, and after digesting it, he chased after him, "Anlan University is a famous school among famous schools. You have such a glorious past, why don't you just make a public statement?"

Isn't this a slap in the face of those rhythmic ones.

Yu Yanlin lit a cigarette: "What can I say? I'm a postgraduate student, and I don't want to mislead those children—you can have a good development without going to school."

After he formally entered the entertainment circle, he reached an agreement with the school: to remove all his honorary photos at school, and to erase his traces at school.

Tao Xu looked terrified: "Is it still a graduate student?!"

Couldn't that be... There was an An Lan graduate who claimed to be an alumnus of the boss... It turned out to be true!

It can be seen that the rumors are not all groundless.

Tang Qing went downstairs to her house and glanced at the lights in the living room that were still on.

A series of message prompts on the mobile phone all came from someone.

Yu Yanlin: 【Are you home yet? 】

Yu Yanlin: 【The noodles tonight are delicious. 】

Tang Qing went upstairs and took the time to reply: [I'm home. 】

Looking at the words "The other party is typing..." above, Tang Qing hurriedly typed the next sentence:

[I'm too tired today, I'll go to bed first. 】

In fact, he had just arrived at the door of the house, and he didn't even enter the room.

Yu Yanlin deleted a large paragraph of the post, leaving only one sentence: 【Good night then. 】

Tang Qing: [Good night. 】

Tang Qing put away the phone, took out the key, and closed his eyes.

The buzzing came again.

Turn the key to open the door, and sure enough, the same space as yesterday appeared again.

Tang Qing: "..."

The bad news is - it's the second time.

The good news is - the buzzing should be the forewarning.

He hadn't had a good rest for almost 36 hours, and he didn't want to sleep on the sofa tonight. He took the quilt and went to the guest room, and took out his own sheets, quilt cover, and pillow from his backpack to replace them.

That's why he keeps his backpack with him.

Probably too tired, he almost fell asleep when he lay down.

That night, he still couldn't wait for the owner of the house.

Tang Qing woke up again, still on the bed in the guest room, he didn't think too much, then he took off the sheet and quilt and put it back into his backpack. The pen left a note.

[Hello owner, I know I shouldn't be here.In fact, I opened the door standing at my own door, but I don’t know why I came to your house. I don’t know how long this situation will last. The cash on the table is considered as my rent. Do you have any questions? You can contact me, my phone number is XXXX. 】

Tang Qing put 1 yuan on the table.

After all, I am really afraid of being caught as a criminal who broke into the house.

After he left this space, he turned around and stared at the house number.

At this time, the door was opened from the inside, and Father Tang, who got up early to go out to exercise, looked at his son in surprise.

"You... you actually stay out at night?" Papa Tang was surprised.

Tang Qing leaned uncomfortably to the side, giving way to his father.

It is false not to return home at night, but it is true to have a home and not return home.

"That what..." Tang Qing opened his mouth.

Tang Wenran said, "I'll go out for a run and bring you breakfast when I come back. If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Tang Qing gave a "hmm" and finally entered the house this time.

Professor Chen Shuo's class is the second class in the morning, a large lecture hall that can accommodate more than 200 people.

Tang Qing appeared wearing a mask and sat in the first row seriously.

Looking around, he is like an isolated island in the sea, with a strong sense of existence.

The professor came in with his hands behind his back, put the lesson plan on the table, and suddenly smiled: "You look like this, they probably thought you were some kind of star, and took off the mask."

Tang She was afraid to refuse, so she had to take off her mask.

There was an exclamation all around.

"Senior Tang!"

"My mother! I actually saw a living one!"

Tang Qing raised his hand to cover his face unnaturally, always feeling that he was cheated by the professor.

Professor Chen smiled again: "Oh, why is the return rate even higher!"

"So you all know him!"

The students thought it was hard not to know each other, as long as they knew you, Professor Chen Shuo, there were not many who didn't know Tang Qing.

And his photo is still on the front row of the honor roll!

After class, Professor Chen hummed an out-of-tune tune, and dragged Tang Qing to the cafeteria for dinner.

Canteen? !

There are so many people!

Tang Qing's whole body is rejecting it!

But Professor Chen's deadly enemy—Professor Fang is here.

Professor Fang is accompanied by a young man, who may be the student he wants to "sell" the quota.

Professor Fang opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw clearly that the person next to him was Tang Qing, he suddenly fell silent.

He pointed at Tang Qing, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You, why are you here?"

Chen Shuo blew his beard and stared: "Why can't he be here? I've already given him my quota, so don't worry about it."

"That won't work. My student is the most suitable one. He became an executive in a game company at a young age. He is a formidable young man with a bright future."

game company?Such a coincidence?

Tang Qing asked, "Which company?"

"Fengqing."

Tang Qing was confused: "Is it the headquarters? Why haven't I seen you?"

There are also occasional activities between game companies, and most of the high-level executives have seen it.

The other party was stunned for a moment: "Then you are..."

Tang Qing said frankly: "It's very game, Tang Qing, the leader of art group B."

"……sorry for disturbance."

Professor Fang was dragged away by the students, still yelling: "What's your situation? I'm helping you fight for it. Aren't you still a deputy director? A group leader who is afraid of shit?"

"Teacher, you don't know that there is only one team leader named Tang in the very game. He is not only the team leader, but also the director."

Professor Chen hummed the ditty louder, and his out-of-tune became more obvious.

The old man glanced at Tang Qing: "You, you... Let's not go to the cafeteria, I want to have a big meal, please invite me."

"As long as you are happy." Tang Qing followed him.

The two went to the most popular restaurant in Landa University, but the boxes were already full, so they found a booth in the lobby to sit.

While ordering food, a big living person popped out next to him.

Professor Chen saw that it was Yu Yanlin, that little bastard again, and said coldly, "Why are you so haunted!"

Yu Yanlin was as shameless as he said: "This is all an arrangement of fate."

Arrange a ghost.

Tang Qing rolled his eyes.

Professor Chen still wanted to drive away Yu Yanlin, but when he saw a person coming in at the door, he quickly got up and said, "Director Zhong, I happen to have something to tell you."

Tang Qing suddenly had a bad premonition, he wanted to stop his teacher, but the teacher also sensed his intention and finished speaking more quickly.

"This is my student Tang Qing. The program contract has already been signed, so I'm bringing it with me."

Professor Chen: Don't go back on your word!

Tang Qing: "!!"

Yu Yanlin smiled playfully.

Zhong Wentao, the variety show director of "Back to School".

"Hello, Director Zhong. I've heard about the name for a long time. I wonder if there is a chance to cooperate?" Yu Yanlin said politely.

Zhong Wentao froze for a moment: "You are..."

Yu Yanlin pulled off the mask with one hand, and after showing the other party a clear view, he quickly pulled it up again.

Yu Yanlin!

Before Director Zhong could speak, two chopsticks flew from the side and hit Yu Yanlin accurately.

Even Tang Qing and Professor Chen were unprepared. Tang Qing subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, thinking it was some black powder hurting people.

An angry roar came from the booth next door: "Little brat, you still have the guts!"

Tang Qing was dumbfounded by the yelling, and saw his teacher laughed happily and said, "Here, this is the biggest laughing stock of Lan Da!"

It was Yu Yanlin's postgraduate tutor - Professor Du.

Tang Qing just wanted to say: So your habit of throwing things to greet people...is also learned from Professor Du?

Pretty much the same.