Chapter 55 The Death Case
On Saturday, Lu Yanhe unusually did not leave the house before 6:30.
However, he still got up very early and listened to historical audio and English news in his room.
Yan Liang knocked on the door and asked if I wanted him to bring breakfast back.
Lu Yanhe thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, I'll just eat the noodles myself."
Save some money.
Upon hearing this, Yan Liang said, "Then you can make me a bowl too."
Lu Yanhe nodded.
Forty minutes later, Yan Liang returned and went to take a shower.
Lu Yanhe then went to the kitchen to get busy.
I prepared two bowls, fried two eggs (one in each bowl), added salt, chicken bouillon, and soy sauce, turned on the stove to boil water, and once the water boiled, I threw the noodles in and cooked them for five minutes. Then I took them out, mixed them in the bowls, and the dry noodles were ready.
Yan Liang had just finished taking a shower and came out.
"Wow, your cooking skills are getting better and better!" Yan Liang said with some surprise after taking a bite.
Lu Yanhe said, "It's alright. I've been doing a lot of practice these past few days, and I'm slowly getting the hang of it."
Yan Liang ate heartily, "It's really good, no worse than the noodle shop near the entrance."
"That's another path. If I fail the college entrance exam, I can set up a small stall to sell noodles," Lu Yanhe said with a smile.
"Then you'll be famous, the most handsome noodle vendor in history," Yan Liang said.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yanhe nodded, "Speaking of which, could I also follow this path and maybe make a small comeback?"
"You'd better not get into this idea. People will say you're just trying to create hype," Yan Liang said.
"Whether it's hype or not, who cares?" Lu Yanhe thought to himself. If he could really become famous, why should he care what others said? In this day and age, fame is the only thing that matters.
However, this idea is really not very good. This kind of inexplicable popularity is also inexplicable. It's not something that can be achieved by just randomly finding a handsome man or a beautiful woman to set up a stall on the roadside.
"Are you going to the company for rehearsal today?" Lu Yanhe asked.
Yan Liang nodded: "I'll go. The pressure will be immense from now on. Sigh, I'm just unlucky to have to take the art exam at this time."
"What's wrong?"
“Zhou Ping’an said he would eliminate people at the end of the year, but in the end he only took three people with him, and the rest were left to fend for themselves,” Yan Liang said. “And I happen to be taking the art exam this year. If I don’t get into Beijing Art Academy, I’ll probably be eliminated.”
"Just work hard and pass the exam."
"It's not that simple. Every year, so many people take the art exams, and so many of them aim for the Beijing Art Academy," Yan Liang said. "My fame after my debut hasn't been of much use to me."
"Won't Zhou Ping'an help you hire the best art exam tutors?"
“Of course I’ll hire a teacher, but I don’t know if they’ll be the best.” Yan Liang sighed. “Besides, I’ll have to pay for the teacher myself, and I don’t have much money to hire a really good one.”
The company will not cover Yan Liang's expenses.
In this day and age, more and more young artists come from well-off families, because without a good family background, it would be impossible for them to realize their dreams.
Studying acting and preparing for the art exams both cost a lot of money.
If Yan Liang hadn't debuted early, become an artist, and earned some money, his family simply wouldn't have been able to afford a teacher.
Yan Liang has worked so hard and been so obedient these past few years, and he has managed to save some money thanks to the jobs the company has arranged for him.
This is also why Lu Yanhe had given up the idea of participating in the art exam long ago.
He doesn't have that condition.
"What about you?" Yan Liang asked. "Are you really not going to take the art exam?"
“I’m not participating,” Lu Yanhe said. “Even if I get into Beijing Arts University, Zhou Ping’an won’t continue to mentor me.”
Yan Liang remained silent.
Because he knew that Lu Yanhe was right.
"I'm done eating. You wash the dishes. I'm leaving." Lu Yanhe said.
"Where are you going?" Yan Liang asked.
"I made an appointment with a classmate to study together."
Yan Liang was dumbfounded.
Lu Yanhe really does look like an ordinary high school student in every way now.
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They arranged to meet at the city library.
The city library has a large study room that they can use.
Lu Yanhe was the first to arrive, just in time for the library to open.
There were quite a few people coming to the municipal library to read, and many were waiting for it to open. Half of them looked like students, and the other half looked like retired elderly people.
An old lady next to him glanced at Lu Yanhe and said with a smile, "He's really handsome."
Lu Yanhe looked at the old lady with an innocent expression.
"Thanks."
The old lady asked, "How old are you, young man? Do you have a girlfriend?"
Lu Yanhe sensed a hint of "introducing a girlfriend".
"Grandma, I'm only a senior in high school."
The old lady exclaimed, "That's too small, it's not suitable for my granddaughter."
Lu Yanhe: "..."
I don't know what to say.
Lu Yanhe went to the study room, but it was empty.
After a while, Lin Yu and Chen Qin also arrived.
On Saturday morning, the library was quiet and not crowded.
They were reading or doing exercises when suddenly a scream rang out from outside.
Lu Yanhe and the others looked up, somewhat surprised, at the doorway.
The scream lasted a long time and was filled with fear, as if witnessing something terrifying, rather than the short screams of panic.
"What's wrong?" Linyu asked.
"Should we go out and take a look?" Chen Qin asked.
Seeing this, Lu Yanhe nodded and said, "Go and take a look."
Three high school students walked out of the study room and found a large crowd gathered at the entrance to the restroom on their right.
"What happened?" Chen Qin asked, puzzled.
Lu Yanhe felt that the scene in front of him was strangely familiar.
It looks just like a scene from Detective Conan.
Could someone have died?
Lu Yanhe thought with some surprise.
"Someone's dead!" A man suddenly shouted in a panicked voice from the crowd gathered at the bathroom door.
Lin Yu and Chen Qin's expressions both changed.
Only Lu Yanhe had the thought, "No way?" flash through his mind.
"Call the police! Call the police now!" someone shouted.
Call 120!
"Why call 120? The person is already dead!"
Is he really dead?
...
Everything was a mess.
Lu Yanhe and the others didn't approach, and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Lin Yu's face was pale. She said, "Do...do we have to stay here?"
“We can’t leave,” Lu Yanhe said. “If we leave now, it will make us look guilty and arouse suspicion.”
“Ah, right.” Lin Yu nodded. “Then let’s go inside. I don’t want to stay here.”
"Um."
The three of them went back to the study room.
After this incident, none of the three of them could concentrate on their studies. They sat in their seats, silently trying to calm themselves down.
A while later, the police arrived, immediately cordoned off the scene, and retrieved the surveillance footage.
Qiu Ling and her entourage questioned people at the scene and unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure.
(End of this chapter)
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