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"How is your relationship with that Zhang Liunian?"

"How else can it be?"

The eldest lady scratched her head, thinking that she didn't know this guy at all.

But it's no wonder that the other party thinks so. During the rehearsal, it's inevitable that the guy would inexplicably show courteousness to him, and it would attract attention.

"Come on, I've asked you out to play together, and said that the relationship has not progressed?"

Sure enough, it was such a joke.

Li Xia pinched her nose, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that concealed look, Huang Yuanyuan couldn't help sighing.

If it was in the past, maybe I would still be attracted by First Young Master Zhang because of Li Xia, and I would have to be jealous for a while.

But now, it seems that only I and a few art students know that Li Xia's background is too huge.It's not something a small shrimp like Zhang Liunian can match.

Therefore, in Huang Yuanyuan's eyes, Zhang Liunian's prudence is not much different from flattery.

In addition, I already hated the young master from Sanhuai.

Because in a tutoring session for art students a long time ago, Zhang Liunian, with his nose soaring to the sky, very disdainfully defined them, a group of students from Yecheng, as frogs in a well who would not achieve great achievements.

It happened on stage.

As the winner of the first prize, Zhang Liunian was encouraged by the teacher's performance, and to satisfy his vanity, he invited the other party to give a speech and share his learning experience in a posture of a top student.

As a result, the first sentence of that kind directly impresses Huang Yuanyuan deeply.

At that time, he was so bossy.

"If you are a student from Sanhuai or next week, then I can tell you that the reason why I have the unmatched performance ability. In the final analysis, it is my extremely high talent and hard work. But if you are from Yecheng Students, I suggest that you stop listening, or stay here for class."

He paused, and with a slight smile, he swept across the heads of several people present.

Since the class is set up in the suburbs of Sanhuai, the travel expenses are quite expensive, plus tuition fees, very few students come all the way from Yecheng.

Just a few doesn't mean none.

Among them, one, two or three children who signed up from Yecheng, because the journey was too far, the school had to postpone the class time from 08:30 in the morning to 09:30 in the morning as a last resort.

Perhaps it was also because the adjustment was so sudden that the Sanhuai children who had arrived early swallowed their anger.

Zhang Liunian, who was young and innocent, was completely released by this excuse.

I saw him pointing his hand, hysterical.

"Because you Yecheng people are bumpkins! Frogs at the bottom of a well without vision! Do you know what music is? Music creation, this is something related to a person's humanistic quality. You are poor and remote, and your background is inferior to that of Sanhuai a few streets! Still want to be a musician? I am not targeting each of you, I want to say that the group of Yecheng students you are sitting here, or the entire Yecheng, the students who will come out in the future, at least in terms of music, are no big deal Use happy colors!"

That affectionate appearance was very much like a speech, which caused many students in the audience to be silent.

The teacher was also stunned, as if he didn't realize that this guy would say such qualitative words so boldly.

Even if I feel that way in my heart.

In that era, Yecheng was economically backward, poor, and various disputes and scandals were constantly exposed, and the neighboring county was ashamed of its existence.It is natural to feel that the children who come out there are inferior.

At that time, Huang Yuanyuan was just a newcomer, and in terms of music, she had only been exposed to music scores for less than half a year.

Naturally, there is no right to object.

I had no choice but to squeeze my palms secretly under the stage.

The reason why he has improved so rapidly in the past few years is also thanks to him.

The reason for worshiping money is vanity.

Maybe there is also some connection.

After all, the original self, together with his hometown, has been defined as a difficult object of disdain by that almost big-name figure.

Although I hate it, subconsciously, I also want to try my best to get rid of that belittlement.

Of course, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, this is a very charming and interesting idiom.

Today's Yecheng is no longer the same as it used to be.

Perhaps as early as the beginning, Zhang Liunian, who was marinated by flowers and applause, just uttered a few words without leaving the heart, but still formed a bridge.

Subconsciously, she didn't want Lixia to have anything to do with that fleeting time.

"Did you get closer to him?"

The eldest lady also yawned and went to bed, but when she was lying down, the little girl on the opposite bed quietly crawled over.

Looking up again, it's not difficult to see through the night, how bright those big twinkling eyes are.

The stars in the night sky seem to be reflected in the pupils.

Li Xia unconsciously held his breath.

Just for a split second.

She seemed to feel it in Huang Yuanyuan.

In the previous life, the agility of his wife and adults.

Especially the gentle and unparalleled eyes.Very similar.

"No, right?" Subconsciously, she scratched her head, and said in a doting tone that coaxed her wife, "It's just a normal relationship, as you know, he copied my song... so would beg me to speak to him."

"Yeah, I knew you wouldn't betray me!"

But before she finished speaking, Huang Yuanyuan nodded with a smile, turned around, and buried herself in the bed: "Sleep, sleep, good night!"

Maybe he was really tired. After a while, the room was filled with slight snoring.

And that piece of moonlight was so beautiful that no one really saw it.On the young lady's beautiful cheeks, there was a flash of blush, which was fleeting.

see hell.

What's the matter with this sudden heartbeat?

Chapter 117, Chapter 116

Among the younger generation of students in Yecheng, there is a very interesting phrase circulating.

Called April is your moody mood.

Indeed, it is also called King.

A few days ago, it was clear that the sky was sunny and cloudless, but the next day was gloomy. Just now, an eye poked out from the bed, but the continuous dark clouds and drizzle outside the house covered the sky.

Cities close to the coast have such a disadvantage. Once it rains, thick water vapor will immediately accumulate around them.If the elderly with bad joints come to settle here, they may suffer from illness.

"What time is it? Let's sleep a little longer..." Huang Yuanyuan yawned, kicked the quilt, looked up at the slightly dark sky, and thought it was only four or five o'clock.

Li Xia smiled, got out of bed and turned on the desk lamp.

In an instant, a corner of the warm yellow light shone on the little girl's eyelids, she was startled, and then rolled over from the bed.

After the lights were turned off at 11:30 pm, there was no call again until 06:30 am.Now that the electricity is turned on, it basically tells the students that it is almost time for morning self-study.

Li Xia casually packed up her clothes, and planned to go to the cafeteria to order some light vegetarian dishes to fill her stomach.

Before leaving, I asked Huang Yuanyuan if she wanted to have dinner together, but the other party poked her head out of the bathroom, "No, I have to prepare again. I have to go to rehearsal this afternoon."

Girls generally get up earlier than boys, mainly because they need to dress up more.

Even though the school expressly prohibits heavy makeup and other makeup methods, it is still necessary to simply apply some skin care products and masks.

I heard that Huang Yuanyuan's grades are not bad, and the teaching content of their liberal arts class is completely different from that of the science class. Most of the early self-study is used to review the knowledge points learned before.Even if she goes to class later, the teacher can't blame her.

Li Xia didn't care about it, and went out by herself.

The girls' dormitory building is not far from the school gate. Through those iron fences, it is not difficult for Li Xia to see the figure of the grandmother who sells breakfast standing outside the house.

Maybe it was almost the time for morning study, but the students around me felt a little crowded.

Most of them are day students from the high school next door. In the past six months, those nearby properties have also opened for sale.The barren scene around Mingde has been well managed and developed.

There is a moist feeling in the air.

The vegetation that had been washed away by the rain was also scattered on the road. It was obviously only raining in the middle of the night.As a result, the rain is a little lighter now, but the cloudy clouds seem to have lasted for nearly half a month.

Many students came to the classroom one after another. This session was originally for Teacher Bai's morning study, but now she has no energy.A man came over with a reclining chair in the office and sat on it with his legs crossed, his black silk high heels were hanging on his toes listlessly.

Teacher Bai supported his chin with his hands, watching the rain in the room, which was quietly dripping along the window sill to the ground under the blackboard.

She is indeed a little worried.

The newly refurbished paint on the roof beams of the music classroom is likely to suffer from such a beating by the rain.

What's more, the most outrageous thing is that the school leaders searched for money in order to save money.The manpower for this repair did not call the construction team in the city, but their teacher was helping to fill it.

At first, I thought it was just a casual refurbishment, and it was on the top floor, so no one noticed, so it didn't need to be more delicate and beautiful.It's not too bad and you can call it a day.

I didn't expect this sudden encounter.I'm afraid it will have to be redecorated.

At that time, they might have to tell their teachers to run away.

Tired.

Do you think it's okay?

Originally, the monthly exam was just around the corner, and there were so many things in front of me, so I was already very busy.Now there is another very inexplicable reason being squeezed.

With my old arms and legs, sooner or later, I won't be able to stand it anymore.

Teacher Bai sighed and slandered.

With a glance, the students in the room are already at seven or eight.

Although there was still more than half an hour before the morning self-study, but the monthly exam was just around the corner, and this throbbing and enemy-like atmosphere, no matter how I tried to enlighten it, it still couldn't get rid of it.

She simply didn't persuade them much, and distributed half a workbook for the children to review. The behavior seemed to be quite casual and not serious, but the question types were not sloppy at all.

They are all related to the knowledge of the monthly exam, and the topics have deepened a lot.There are only three or four questions on the whole paper, which are very few, but it still takes a lot of effort to figure out all of them.

The eldest lady randomly looked at it a few times, and felt that the question was too simple, but to answer it, she had to write a long string of words.It was so boring that I simply put it aside and didn't bother to write.

Chinese and Chinese, most of the related things are related to Chinese characters.Although it is not as good as politics, which is a subject of writing broken hands, it can be regarded as one of the most tiring main subjects in the liberal arts.

Subconsciously, she wanted to touch the phone.

I always feel like I have forgotten something very important, vaguely, with some sense of omission.It made her very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, when she picked up the phone, a series of vibrating messages startled her.

The test papers have just been issued, and some students are still tirelessly reciting the text.The classroom is not particularly quiet.But this series of shocks still attracted Bai Linghui's frequent glances.

He didn't say much, but just stared, signaling that the troublemaker should calm down.After all, at this moment, my mood is really not beautiful.

The eldest lady stuck out her tongue, pushed the flip phone open again, and saw it.

All the news was sent by Xiao Liang, the editor in charge of Venus Star, through Penguin.

It was a very long list, seven or eight of which were anxiously calling out Teacher Wu Yanzu's name, it seemed that there was something really important to discuss with him.

Li Xia saw it strangely.

I haven't contacted the other party for a long time, even if I called last time, I just said a few words and put it down.If the other party hadn't mentioned Wu Yanzu's name today, it would have been forgotten by the eldest lady in the long river of history.

"what happened?"

The eldest lady was lucky, she just replied to the message from the penguin, and there was an immediate response, and with two vibrations, the message came.

"Teacher Wu Yanzu, are you there?"

"Ah... well, it's probably here, what's the matter?" Li Xia said lazily.

The person who was talking to Xiao Liang was the one who was in charge of the editor.

Venus mostly call themselves by their first names, but rarely add respectful titles like teachers.

Compared with his status in juvenile literature, Venus has a large number of talented people, and although his works were big and small at the time, they were still a storm.But because the update was too moody, it had long since retreated to the front line, and the signboard was replaced by other newcomers.

Although the number of attention and subscriptions is still a very scary number, the editor in charge is also very clear, as long as this turbulent author puts his attitude right, it is not difficult to rush to the top of the overall list.

But the mud can't stand up to the wall, people just get stuck and don't update, what can you do?

Although it has gradually recovered some status in the past few months, the traffic of one update per day is still not as good as those veteran authors who update more than [-] a day.

Even if you can fill it in with plot, it won't help.