Chapter 18

Chapter 18

"Talk! Don't you dare to talk?! I tell you, the day after tomorrow you and Zhuo ran meet, I also want to go, Zhuo Ran has promised me, I want to see, you talk to talk about what flower

"I can't talk about anything. I just want to discuss the signing with Zhuo ran. You can come if you want."

"Do you really want your brother to sign Zhaoyang! My God, Zhuo ran dares to promise you. He's not afraid of your brother's control. He'll go crazy and tear down his company! "

"Don't worry. If I'm not happy, the first company to be demolished is not zhuoran, it's you!"

Mu Zi'ang

He's so innocent, OK! What does this have to do with him? He is not the boss of Zhaoyang!

"The day after tomorrow, I'll have a good look at whether your baby brother is worth signing. If he's a wooden beauty, he'll lose money after signing. It's better not to sign."

"You don't mind such a piece of rotten wood. Can you lose more money than you?" Si junduo said calmly, "you'd better worry about yourself. If you don't go tomorrow, I'll go alone."

"You are rotten wood! Why didn't he come? The shelf is so big. "

"There's no need for him to come. I'll talk with zhuoran. He'll come when we sign."

Mu Zi'ang was speechless. "I don't think his signature can be used. Why don't you act as his agent directly? Or a studio for him. "

"How do you know he didn't? At the end of this year, he will make sure that he is not a whim, but really wants to develop in this circle. Then I will open a studio for him, which will be attached to the name of Zhaoyang. "

Mu Zi'ang

Mu Zi'ang doesn't want to talk to this kind of brother control. He's too tired. His younger brother is too meticulous. His mother doesn't care as much as he does!

But, "will your brother? He made up with you? "

"Well."

"Really? Don't just be your own wishful thinking and move yourself. In the end, he is not only ungrateful, but also thinks you are in charge of him. " Mu Zi'ang has seen this kind of thing for too many times. Si junduo in his college days was just like me. I would like to be clear, but no matter what Si junduo did or how much he did, Wen Mingyi just didn't see him. I wish I didn't see him.

Mu Zi'ang once felt that the toughest person in the world was his good friend Si junduo, who was either his brother or his neighbor's brother. He was able to dig out his heart and lungs like that. It was almost like he was seduced by Wen Mingyi!

"Of course it's true," interrupted Si junduo. "He was rebellious in his adolescence before, but now it's over, so it's better. Well, I won't tell you. I'm going to drive. "

"Oh, be safe."

"Don't worry, who can ride a bike and fall like you? Do your fans know their male god can't ride a bike?"

"Shut up Mu Zi'ang became angry and hung up the phone directly. "What's so great about being able to ride a bicycle? So many people all over the country can ride a bicycle. It's amazing if they can't ride a bicycle, isn't it, Xiao Wang?"

Assistant Xiao Wang quickly nodded and said, "yes, I can't ride. What's so great about those who can't ride bicycles? We can't ride bicycles. It's rare things that are expensive!"

"Next time don't add the last half sentence," Mu Zi'ang patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of sympathy, "it's too bad." Wang

Life is not easy, Wang sighs.

Wen Mingyi, who has no idea that his brother not only knows Mu Ziang, but also talks to him on the phone, has arrived at the classroom by this time. He walks fast all the way, wearing a hat and mask, but he is not recognized. Wen Mingyi came into the classroom and took off his hat and mask. The next second, he heard the girls in the class scream. He had no choice but to smile at everyone. Then he went to the empty seat next to Zhang Heng in the last row and sat down.

The girls immediately gathered around and chattered.

"Wen Mingyi, are you just going to class this time? Isn't there any activity? "

"Wen Mingyi, I'm your fan. I watch every game of your game!"

"Brother, here are the notes I made up for you in this semester. I hope they are useful to you."

……

Obviously, these are straightforward and passionate.

"Wen Mingyi, can you sign for me? My friend likes you very much

"This is a doll made for you by my friend. Take it."

"My friend asked me to ask you, what are you going to do next? Does any company sign you? After that, do you want to make a film or not? "

……

It is also obvious that they are reserved and have no friends.

Wen Mingyi looked at the students who were slightly crowded in front of him, but the order was still there. He said calmly, "come one by one. Signature is OK. Put it on my desk. Everyone signs one. Dolls can't be collected. The company will sign them, but we haven't decided where to sign them yet. "

He picked out those innocuous questions to answer, did not worry about the students in the class turned to the Internet, anyway, it is a cliche, say not bad what.

Suddenly, someone asked, "Wen Mingyi, can I have a live broadcast? Would you like to

"Forget it." Wen Mingyi refused, "I come back to class is a simple class, if you live, we should think I'm a show, it's boring."

Girl smell speech, quickly put down the mobile phone, apologized: "sorry, I didn't think of these."

"Nothing." Wen Mingyi doesn't mind.

Not far away, the three people with sun Xu as the center are looking at this side coldly.

"It's really a big star. It doesn't appear at ordinary times. The whole class of girls have gathered around it. I thought our league branch secretary was a very cold person. I didn't expect to pursue stars." Wu Peng held his head with one hand and said sarcastic things.

Sun Xu discontented cold hiss a, "he calculate what big star, a show star just! If Zhenhong doesn't have time to go back to school, he has no activities, no dramas, and has to go back to school again. If he doesn't get into the 18th line, he will cheat the girls in the class who don't understand farts. "

Wu Peng and Li Gang smell speech, looked at Sun Xu one eye, "isn't he their that competition first?"? The first is not red

"With so many talent shows these days, everyone is still popular. Besides, didn't you watch yesterday's hot search? The second to fifth winners of their competition came out in groups, and all the manuscripts didn't have him. So now people are attending activities, and he goes back to school. Isn't it abandoned? Or he'll come back to class? "“ So it is Wu Peng echoed, "but it's not so easy to go back to school. He thinks the school is his home. He comes and goes. Everyone comes to the school to study. It's not like a young master like him. He's just plating gold to make his education more attractive."

"Young master, it's good to be able to come to school. It doesn't matter whether you study well or not. At that time, four years of university will be over, and once you get your diploma, you will graduate from the national institutions of higher learning. No one can boast about talents."

"Yes, you can also sell the Xueba people's equipment by the way. There are so many of them at one stroke."

Sun Xu sneered, "how can all the benefits be taken up by him? We'll see."

As soon as his voice fell, the bell rang. Everyone quickly turned around to get ready to go back to their seats. Only when they turned around did they find that the professional teacher had come, so they stood on the platform and looked at them with a smile. Everyone felt guilty and immediately sat down quietly, waiting for the teacher to attend class.

The teacher with their professional course is a female teacher, Song Yun, who is nearly 30 years old. She is very beautiful and gives a neat lecture, so the students in the class like her very much.

Song Yun watched the students in the class sit well in order, and then looked at the girls who were obviously well dressed. He said with a smile: "it's rare that everyone arrived early today, and no one skipped class. The girls are very beautiful. If everyone can do this every day, then I will be happy."

Students who skip class

With that, she looks at Wen Mingyi, who is sitting in the last row. Wen Mingyi smiles at her. Her beautiful eyebrows are like peach blossoms. Song Yun looks at his clever smile and feels that it's pleasing to the eye. It's no wonder that she wants to be a star because she is born with good conditions. It's a pity not to be a star.

So she also gave Wen Mingyi a smile, ready to start class.

However, before class, there is still one thing to do. Song Yun looks at the students under the platform and gently says, "last class, we learned a lot of proper nouns. As I said, this class needs to be tested, so now, let's have a spot check."

When the students heard the speech, they immediately howled. For students, noun explanation is to say the words you originally know in non human language, so most students don't like reciting noun explanation. There are too many and difficult explanations for terms in the journalism department, which makes the students feel miserable. In addition, Song Yun has to make spot checks from time to time, and he still has people dictating on the blackboard, which is even more terrible. It's a large-scale public execution scene.

The students yelled, "next time, not today.".

Song Yun smilingly shook his head, "can't Oh ~ give you a minute to prepare, I start timing."

We immediately open the book or notes and begin to read the explanation of the nouns we asked to recite last class.

Wen Mingyi also picked up the notes that his classmates had sent him before and planned to have a look at them. He was looking at them when he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. As soon as he looked up, he looked into sun Xu's eyes. But then, he saw sun Xu turn his head with contempt in his eyes.

Wen Mingyi: who the hell is this? Does he know this man?

Wen Mingyi touched Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng was still busy looking at the noun explanation for the last time. He didn't lift his head and said, "wait a minute, let me have a last look. Miss Song won't smoke you, but maybe she will smoke me!"

Wen Mingyi didn't disturb him any more. He just looked at the nouns he was looking at. They were all memorized by him. It's not difficult. He patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder and encouraged, "come on."

Zhang Heng nodded his head and continued to carry it silently“ It's time Song Yun said in a high voice, "now start dictation. Students with student numbers ending in 2 and 3 will go to the blackboard for dictation."

There are only more than 30 people in this class, and there are only 7 people in this class. The people who were drawn sighed and went to the platform reluctantly, picked up the marker and made a writing gesture.

Song Yun dictated three words and corrected them on the spot. The students who made mistakes should copy the correct words 20 times. The students on the platform are afraid that they have made mistakes, and the students under the platform are afraid that they will be drawn up in the next round. Everyone was worried and prayed in silence.

Song Yun soon finished correcting it. She asked the study committee members to write down the names of the people who had made mistakes and remind them to copy it 20 times after class and check it next class. The wrong students wilt down from the platform, the right students feel relieved and feel alive again!

Song Yun took one round and began to take the second round. This time, she took the students whose student numbers were 1 and 7. Wen Mingyi, as the person with the highest score in the college entrance examination, whose student number is 01, naturally stands up.

Song Yun looked at it and said, "Wen Mingyi doesn't have to go to the blackboard for dictation. Just Dictation on your own seat."

Wen Mingyi heard the speech, said, "thank you, teacher", and sat down again.

But as soon as he was seated, he heard a male voice coming from the class, "why? Mr. Song, why doesn't Wen Mingyi use dictation? Does he have any privileges? "