Chapter 10 The subsidy of three thousand yuan
Zhou Pingan smiled.
He really thought Lu Yanhe was going against him and refusing to terminate the contract. Turns out, he was just being stubborn.
Knowing that Lu Yanhe had been going to school every day for the past few days, Zhou Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't know what Lu Yanhe had done to offend Vice President Ma, since Vice President Ma had instructed him to terminate the contract with Lu Yanhe, he would just follow orders.
Anyway, Zhou Ping'an himself felt that Lu Yanhe had no value in training.
After the Fengzhi group disbanded, each member went solo.
Zhou Ping'an really didn't have the extra energy to take care of Lu Yanhe, who was like a burden.
Then let's leave Lu Yanhe hanging for a while longer, and after some time we'll give him a termination fee, and he'll agree.
Zhou Ping'an thought with certainty.
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That evening, Yan Liang returned to his dormitory and ran into Lu Yanhe, who was returning from evening self-study.
Yan Liang said, "You come back so late every night. Anyway, you can study anywhere in the evening. Why don't you study in the dormitory?"
“Only in a classroom can you find that study atmosphere,” Lu Yanhe said.
He noticed that half of Yan Liang's T-shirt was still soaked with sweat, and knew that he must have practiced dancing all day again.
"You're recording a show tomorrow, right?"
“Yes.” Yan Liang’s eyes lit up at the mention of this.
For them now, every opportunity to appear on camera is important.
Fengzhi's popularity and buzz were only average to begin with; they weren't a top-tier group. Yan Liang wasn't in the first tier either, spending most of his time practicing dance, singing, and taking acting classes.
Yan Liang said, "I've designed a self-introduction for myself. Can you listen to it for me and see how it goes?"
Lu Yanhe nodded.
In the dormitory, Li Zhibai, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, sat in the living room playing games in a very...indecent posture.
But this is the norm.
Li Zhibai glanced at them and said, "You're back quite late."
Lu Yanhe said, "I'm a senior in high school now, so I have to study."
Yan Liang said, "I have a show to perform on tomorrow, so I need to rehearse."
Li Zhibai wanted to say something, but after racking his brains, he couldn't come up with anything he wanted to do.
My plan for this week is to stay home and pick my toes.
Singing practice? Dancing practice?
Li Zhibai's slacking off and laziness are not an act; it's his true nature.
But it is precisely this kind of personality that makes him so popular with many fans.
Perhaps it's because he can openly and confidently express the ideals that many people dare not say in public that he is so popular with his fans.
Li Zhibai said, "You've worked hard for several days. Let's go out for hot pot together tomorrow night."
Lu Yanhe shook his head in refusal, saying, "I want to study."
Li Zhibai glared at him: "You want to study, do you really need to miss this one night?"
“It’s lacking.” Lu Yanhe said very seriously, “The monthly exam is the day after tomorrow. Even if we cram at the last minute, it will still be effective.”
Li Zhi was speechless.
Yan Liang laughed.
"He's finally mustered up the motivation to study, so don't hold him back now. Every day he can keep going is a day better than the last. When he looks back, at least he'll remember that he really put in the effort for a few days."
Lu Yanhe glanced sideways: "Who do you think you are?"
They thought, "We'll hold on for as long as we can."
Get ready to be blinded by his college entrance exam scores!
Lu Yanhe ignored their banter and said, "Yan Liang, didn't you want me to hear your self-introduction? Hurry up and tell us, I'm going to sleep after you're done."
Yan Liang then cleared his throat and began to introduce himself with great enthusiasm: "Hello everyone, I am Yan Liang, the handsome member of the Fengzhi Youth Group!"
Lu Yanhe looked at him.
Li Zhibai was also looking at him.
Yan Liang blinked and asked, "How about it? I've finally found an adjective that includes my name."
Li Zhibai suddenly burst into a merciless, mocking laugh.
Yan Liang's face flushed red.
Lu Yanhe slapped Li Zhibai on the back.
Li Zhibai stopped laughing abruptly and let out a scream.
"Damn it! Why did you hit me?"
“If I don’t hit you, Yan Liang will.” After saying that Li Zhibai had finished speaking, Lu Yanhe said sincerely to Yan Liang, “How about we stick with the one we’ve always used? It’s not that it’s bad, it’s just a little… a bit… narcissistic.”
Yan Liang said dejectedly, "Well, actually I think so too."
Lu Yanhe said, "Moreover, I think that as a man, you can shamelessly boast that you are a handsome guy, but you can't be narcissistic and boast that you are a handsome guy."
Li Zhibai gave a thumbs up: "Truth, spot on."
"I can never come up with a self-introduction that everyone will remember immediately," Yan Liang said, a little frustrated. "There's nothing memorable about it."
"It's better than having a dark history that follows you for the rest of your life." Lu Yanhe said earnestly, "You're good-looking, really. If you say that, this joke will become an insurmountable mountain in your acting career."
Li Zhibai nodded again, completely agreeing.
"So high that I don't even want to admit you're my teammate."
After being persuaded by the two, Yan Liang decided to give up the self-introduction he had racked his brains to come up with and behave himself.
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On Friday, before dawn, the alarm clock rang at 5:30 a.m. Lu Yanhe turned off the alarm, got out of bed, and looked blankly like he was still not fully awake.
He went to wash up like a zombie, but the cold water did manage to wake him up a little.
Yan Liang also got up, ready to go for his morning run.
They would run into each other almost every morning at this time.
The two went out together.
Lu Yanhe wore headphones, listening to English as he rushed to catch the bus, with a steamed bun he bought from a roadside stall stuffed in his mouth.
One dollar and fifty cents each.
He was heartbroken to pay the price; a breakfast cost three yuan.
Currently, he has just over four figures in savings, totaling 1046.5 yuan.
This month's subsidy won't be issued until the 25th of the month.
He planned to use the 1046.5 yuan to live frugally for twenty days. Of course, if food, transportation, tuition, and other expenses weren't considered, the 1000 yuan would be enough. However, Lu Yanhe felt he couldn't continue living paycheck to paycheck. In his original timeline, he could squander money; if he ran out, he could always find his mother and get help. Here, no one could help him. It was good enough that his uncle wasn't asking for money back. His uncle, who had been plotting against him, had given up after the original owner sent him screenshots of his bank statements and hadn't contacted him for a long time.
He probably never expected that sending his nephew to a talent show, hoping he could make a fortune like those celebrities in the news, would result in a monthly subsidy of three thousand yuan, which is less than the salary of his shop's waiters.
"..."
They're dirt poor.
Now Lu Yanhe can only pray that the school won't charge any more miscellaneous fees this month, which would only make things worse for him.
So, contract termination?
Are you kidding me!
Lu Yanhe thought to himself that this agreement could not be broken before he finished his college entrance examination.
At least I get a subsidy of three thousand yuan every month.
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