Chapter 82 Thorns and Roses
That evening, Old Chen appeared.
He said he would only take fifteen minutes, and he really did take only fifteen minutes to have everyone do a reading comprehension question, and then he collected the answers.
"We'll cover this problem in English class tomorrow."
They came like the wind, and they left like the wind, waving their sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
Lu Yanhe left after finishing this reading comprehension question in order to catch the bus.
Many classmates looked on with envy.
After all, in this class, only Lu Yanhe has this privilege: he can leave whenever he wants, and no teacher will say anything.
Lu Yanhe put on his headphones and listened to the host talk about ancient Chinese history.
He listened for a full fifty minutes on his way back.
Lu Yanhe felt that listening to the host talk about ancient history was quite good. At least it was very beneficial for him to understand and become familiar with each dynasty in ancient China, to become familiar with the historical patterns that had been condensed, and to understand the various historical significances.
He had just arrived at the apartment and hadn't even entered the door when the audio suddenly cut off.
Zhou Pingan made a phone call out of the blue.
"Brother Ping An?" Lu Yanhe answered the phone. "You were looking for me?"
Zhou Pingan asked, "Did you not sing 'Chasing Dreams' when you recorded the show yesterday?"
He spoke in a accusing tone.
"Hmm." Lu Yanhe put down the keys and walked into the stairwell. "I sang a song I wrote myself."
"When did you learn to write songs?" Zhou Ping'an asked in surprise, then without waiting for Lu Yanhe's reply, he continued, "Never mind, that's not the point. How could you change the performance program so casually? And you didn't even discuss it with me!"
This is what Zhou Ping'an is bothered by.
Lu Yanhe casually made up an excuse and said, "I sang both songs during rehearsal. The production team asked me to sing the one I wrote myself. I thought the production team had already communicated with you. You are usually very busy, so I didn't want to bother you."
Zhou Ping'an: "No matter what changes occur in the future, you must tell me, understand? If this situation happens again, you must tell me."
"Um."
Zhou Pingan hung up the phone in annoyance.
Lu Yanhe was at a loss for how to react to the sudden phone call that came in and was then abruptly hung up.
He took out his keys, opened the door, and went inside.
"Why are you so late coming back today?" Yan Liang asked.
"There was a short quiz during evening self-study, and I only came back after I finished it." Lu Yanhe yawned. "I need to go to bed early tonight, I'm too sleepy."
Yan Liang asked, "Are you still going to do a live stream today?"
"Hmm, it's only 8:30 now, I'll go to sleep at 11:30."
"Huh? Didn't you say you wanted to go to bed early?"
"It's quite early. I usually don't go to bed until after midnight or one o'clock at night," Lu Yanhe asked. "Where's Li Zhibai?"
"He went home."
Are you guys busy lately?
"It's alright, I only get one or two gigs a week at most. I usually just practice dancing and acting in the studio," Yan Liang said. "I also need to start preparing for the art college entrance exam."
Lu Yanhe asked, "Which exam are you planning to take?"
"Of course, it would be best to get into Beijing Arts University. If I don't get in, I'd like to settle for Nanjing University of the Arts or Guangzhou Film Academy."
“These three schools are actually quite good,” Lu Yanhe said, “and they are all very difficult to get into.”
“They are all very good, but Beijing Arts University is still the best, unlike Zhenhua and Yuming schools, which are always difficult to distinguish in terms of quality,” Yan Liang said. “Although Zhou Ping’an did not say it explicitly, I could feel that if I had not been admitted to Beijing Arts University, he would definitely not have taken me under his wing again.”
If Yan Liang had the same family background or popularity as Li Zhibai, he could easily say, "If you don't want to take me, then don't." However, he didn't have the confidence to challenge Zhou Ping'an.
A small-time artist has nothing and can only place all their hopes on their agent.
Lu Yanhe was also powerless to help Yan Liang.
To be precise, his situation was even worse than Yan Liang's. Zhou Ping'an was clearly trying to get rid of him, as he couldn't even solve his own problems.
"Keep it up," was all he could say to Yan Liang.
Yan Liang nodded, "You keep it up too."
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
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As soon as the live stream started, within ten minutes, quite a few people had already started commenting.
Many people are now following this live stream because they know that the streamer is a celebrity who is quite handsome and has started a bizarre live stream where he spends his days studying.
"Why didn't the streamer go live yesterday?" some people asked, unaware of the situation.
Lu Yanhe didn't even need to explain; someone in the live chat would immediately tell him that the streamer had gone to record a program yesterday.
Lu Yanhe was also quite surprised, wondering how they knew about his whereabouts from somewhere.
Logically speaking, he doesn't have an assistant now, and no one helps him manage his schedule and such things. He's not so famous that he's watched and scrutinized wherever he goes.
Lu Yanhe could only guess that it was probably told by an audience member who participated in the recording of the program yesterday.
Just as Lu Yanhe was about to mute himself and look down at his book as usual, suddenly, a line of large characters appeared on the screen: Miss Dirt fed a thorny rose.
Lu Yanhe was taken aback.
He stared in surprise at the line of text scrolling across the screen in front of him.
How much does a thorn rose cost?
He checked and found that they were 500 yuan each!
Which tycoon is so generous?
Lu Yanhe's first thought was, "Could it be Li Zhibai again?"
However, he had seen Li Zhibai's ID before, and it wasn't this name. Moreover, Li Zhibai would never give himself such a name.
Lu Yanhe said in surprise, "Thank you, thank you."
I was very surprised; I never expected this.
Lu Yanhe was somewhat at a loss.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, "Miss Dirt" sent another "Thorn Rose"!
The chat room became much livelier, with everyone asking who this expert was.
Some people are asking: Is there anything else?
Lu Yanhe never expected that someone would actually send him a gift.
Over this period of time, he has come to a very clear understanding of his own live stream: it's really not interesting and there's nothing to watch.
The reason I'm sticking with it now is twofold: first, I don't want to give up halfway; and second, I've met fans like "Beautiful Girl Lanlan" who watch my live streams and provide companionship.
Because he had received two "thorn roses" without doing anything, Lu Yanhe even felt a little uneasy.
"Thank you, thank you," he could only repeat.
He turned off the mute function and began to read.
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At the same time, Chen Siqi looked at Lu Yanhe on the screen, who had already lowered his head to read a book, and fell into deep thought.
This "dirt-eating lady" gave away two "thorn roses" in one go, she's quite generous, who is she?
Of course, there's no answer to this question.
She immediately scoffed, looked at the handsome, clean-cut face on the screen, and pouted.
It seems that even if he doesn't become famous, he can still make a living with his face.
She certainly wouldn't admit that she felt a little annoyed and a little jealous at that moment.
(End of this chapter)
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