Gu Yao watched Cheng Youran lower her head quickly and stared at the phone closely, as if avoiding her problem.

Very cowardly.

Gu Yao suddenly felt that her gaffe was ridiculous. What should she care about with such a person, even if Professor Fu is her teacher, so what?

Cheng Youran will never compare to her.

She passed by Cheng Youran, picked up the diamond bag, and walked to the door gracefully.

After reading the update, Cheng Youran raised his head still intently, only to remember that Gu Yao seemed to be talking to her, what did Lu Zixiao and Feng Tiantian say about being together?

impossible.

Cheng Youran swears that she has never beaten the child in Feng Tiantian's stomach, let Feng Tiantian kneel in front of her and cry, pretend to be Feng Tiantian and Lu Zixiao to go to bed, all of which were supplemented by the same humanity.

However, looking at Gu Yao's back with regret, she wanted to ask, do you know that your husband is not his own?

"We do not accept group photos or autographs, please give me a hand!" Gu Yao's assistant sternly supported Gu Yao and said sharply to the students around the door.

What she didn't expect was that, except for a few students who raised their phones to take pictures, the crowd automatically gave them a way.

Gu Yao glanced at the assistant with some suspicion, and the assistant was also at a loss not knowing what happened. Usually at the airport, there are countless fans rushing to take a group photo. Today is strange.

"Excuse me, please hurry up, Cheng Youran is about to come out, how can I take pictures while blocking?" a boy in his early twenties said gruffly.

Many people nodded in agreement.

Gu Yao's hand originally hung down naturally. When she heard these words, her nails were pinched into the flesh, she put away a smile, her pupils dilated, and her expression was abnormally scary.

The assistant had never seen Gu Yao like this. She asked cautiously: "Sister Gu Yao, are you okay?"

It seemed that she woke up in an instant, Gu Yao regained a faint smile: "What's wrong with me? Director Skechers is still waiting for me, I don't need to waste time here."

Maybe I read it wrong.

The assistant helped her and walked quickly to the stairs. When she went downstairs, the assistant looked back at the tightly-enclosed classroom entrance and couldn't help but sigh that Cheng Youran was really red.

When Cheng Youran finished packing things, watching the dark crowd outside the door had a headache, Xiao Su was on the phone with the bodyguard, and she simply sat on the chair first.

Within a few minutes, the bodyguard came over and cleared a path fully armed before Cheng Youran walked out of the classroom door.

The sound of "click" and "click" sounded around instantly, and a tall boy waved to her vigorously: "Cheng Youran, I want to interview you."

Cheng Youran paused: "What is the interview?"

The boy smiled shyly: "Have you seen the scandal between Lu Zixiao and Feng Tiantian on the Internet? What I want to ask you is, why are you still in the mood to come to class?"

This question is very acute.

The surrounding area immediately became quiet, waiting for Cheng Youran's answer, even Xiao Su couldn't help looking at Cheng Youran worriedly.

Cheng Youran gave Xiao Su a reassuring look. After spending a week with her eyes, she returned to the boy. She cleared her throat, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

——Even the sound of a needle falling on the floor can be heard.

When witnessing the first scene of the gossip, the boy swallowed nervously. He only heard Cheng Youran's voice earnestly say: "Because I love learning."

Everyone:............

Gone away.

Seeing everyone's dull faces, Cheng Youran couldn't bear to say more, and got into the particularly eye-catching Ferrari Veneno under the **** of the bodyguard.

"Has the time of the Ark Studio been set?" Cheng Youran half leaned back in the back seat and thumped himself. "If it's not set, let's go to lunch first."

"It's set, it's about twelve o'clock in the Lanting Hotel." Xiaosu turned on his phone and checked the schedule. "It's just right for us to drive over now."

Cheng Youran nodded, "Yes".

Bored in the car, falling asleep and unreliable, Cheng Youran simply opened Weibo and found that a Beiying student had posted the interview video on Weibo.

——"Cheng Youran's First Talk about Lu Zixiao and Feng Tiantian"

After taking this name, the broadcast volume quickly reached more than five million. Some people directly commented that they wanted to see how Cheng Youran cried, but after reading it, they came back to comment and burst into tears? nonexistent.

[One chicken soup every day] Hahahahahahahahaha, can you be okay if you are addicted to learning?

[Spinach Hercules] I’ve got a fan, God **** loves to learn

[AD Calcium Milk] emmmmm, did I only notice Gu Yao? Her expression is terrible, not a fan. In contrast, Cheng Youran is a little angel

To her surprise, the Communist Youth League actually participated.

[Kong | Youth League] In June, the tense college entrance examination is coming. Not only the candidates, but the stars are also studying hard. Candidates, come on #热爱学习程幽然#

Being named by the Communist Youth League, Cheng Youran was a little flattered. In less than an hour, her Weibo fans rose from nine million to just over ten million.

She looked at the number of fans with a little pride and happily cut a picture. In the future, she can also say that she is a Weibo blogger with millions of fans.

…………

At noon, Lanting Hotel.

Except for the graduation reply, Xiong Chen put on a formal suit for the first time. He kept looking at his watch: "Come on, I suddenly forgot the words."

The little dress that Xiong Yu wore today specially wore a pendant of a little fish. She trembled and comforted her cousin: "What do you usually say to us, what do you say today."

"Can it be the same?"

Xiong Chen knocked on Xiongyu's head.

"There's still half an hour, I'll do it again, you can help me see it." Xiong Chen took a few deep breaths, imitating the news network host, and began to speak in full, "Hello, Ms. Xiaoyuzi."

Bearfish:............

"I'm Xiong Chen, the head of Ark Studio. The studio recently wanted to develop a text adventure game... The cost does not need to be large, but the actors and actresses are required to provide footage. I wonder if you are interested?"

"interested in."

A voice interrupted him.

Xiong Chen's face sank: "Xiong Yu, I'm memorizing the manuscript, don't mess around, do you want to pay for this month?"

"No, cousin."

Xiongyu tugged at his arm and pointed to the door blankly: "It's not the gold master, Ms. Xiaoyuzi is here."

Cheng Youran opened the door and smiled at them: "Ms. Xiaoyouzi thinks it's very interesting."

The door was fully opened, and what Xiongyu saw was a delicate face, her black hair was rolled up casually, and when she laughed, the tail of her eyes was upturned, and she stood dazedly.

Isn't this Cheng Youran? !

"When we meet for the first time, let me introduce myself." Cheng Youran shook her hand in front of Xiong Yu's eyes.

Xiongyu woke up from the shock, and shook his head with difficulty: "No need to introduce."

She pushed Xiong Chen, who was still at a loss: "Brother, this is Cheng Youran, very famous."

Xiong Chen thought about it seriously. It seemed that there was no well-known anchor named Cheng Youran, but when Xiong Yu looked shocked, he pretended to understand: "I know, the game anchor is right."

Bearfish:............

Cheng Youran:…………Actually, I am really a game anchor

After a few people got acquainted briefly, they sat in their seats and talked about "Cultivation of Immortals by All People", and they quickly became familiar with them.

Cheng Youran learned that they agreed to raise funds this time mainly for the development of the new tour, and Xiongyu passed the plan of the new tour to Cheng Youran.

Cheng Youran opened the desk book, and the name of the plan was "Crossing Through 1937". The first thing that came into view was an introductory line.

——You were born in the 21st century. When you opened your eyes and found that you were in 1937, the gun at Lugou Bridge just sounded

As a word game, the player has a very high degree of freedom. You can choose to be an international businessman in the Shanghai Concession and escape the war-torn country, or you can choose... to stay.

The more Cheng Youran turned backward, the more solemn his expression became.

Xiong Chen on the side was so nervous that his heart almost jumped to his throat. This was a game he had conceived for three years.

The reason why he made "National Cultivation of Immortals" first was because reason told him that such a game would not be popular.

Even if he wrote half of the code.

As time passed bit by bit, Xiong Chen lowered his head slumpedly, Cheng Youran closed the plan, and Xiong Chenxin raised his heart again with a "crash" of the page.

Still can't help but hope.

Obviously know that it is impossible.

But to his surprise, Cheng Youran looked at him seriously and said to him: "The Ark Studio will become a great studio."

Xiong Chen suddenly raised his head, stood up, and bowed to Cheng Youran: "Thank you, I won't let you down."

"I believe you."

Cheng Youran said confidently.

Because she really feels great.

She has played many games abroad, integrated history into the game, and dyed the game with a thick layer of background. Even foreigners like her can't help but check Wikipedia.

She was thinking at that time, when will China have such a game.

Perhaps the current Ark Studio is just a small studio, but she has a hunch that Ark Studio will become a great studio.

"Sign the contract."

Cheng Youran checked the time on the phone.

"here."

Xiong Yu took out the contract in duplicate, and Cheng Youran took the one that belonged to her, took pictures page by page, and sent it to Fang Liuyun.

It took almost half an hour before Fang Liuyun sent a sentence, and Cheng Youran took out a pen to sign his name on the contract and stamped it.

"Sister Yuzi, goodbye."

Xiong Yu waved to Cheng Youran. She and Xiong Chen watched Cheng Youran walk away by the door, and their eyes were full of longing for the future.

Cheng Youran walked out of the hotel and rushed to the airport. After a three-hour flight, he returned to Lincheng.

The car stopped at the airport early.

Cheng Youran looked at the car specially. The Porsche 918 is much cheaper than the Ferrari Veneno. When she got in the car, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's still comfortable to sit in this car."

"Why?"

Xiao Su put on the seat belt and asked curiously, she didn't seem to feel it, and she was sitting comfortably.

"Riding in that car, don't you worry about being kidnapped?" Cheng Youran's tone was distracted and lingering.

The weather in Linzhou was hotter than Beijing. After she finished speaking, she took off her thin coat, and then she closed her eyes and took a rest.

When Cheng Youran said this, Xiao Su was also a little worried. She quickly turned on the phone and checked the price of the Porsche 918. She was riding in this car... She was also worried about being kidnapped.

"Madam, are you going to the set?"

The driver held the steering wheel and asked in front.

Cheng Youran just wanted to agree, remembering that Lu Zixiao was still in the hospital, she changed her words: "Go to the county hospital first."

It took more than an hour from the airport to the county hospital. Cheng Youran happened to slept in the car. When she opened her eyes, the car stopped.

She opened the door, and the sun hung drowsily on the horizon. The sun shattered on her. Cheng Youran returned to the car and put on a hat, and walked into the county hospital.

…………

"Mr. Lu, it's time to leave the hospital."

Gao Qiao stood by the hospital bed and had already completed the discharge procedures.

Lu Zixiao was still lying on the hospital bed in a hospital gown, with a few strands of pitch-black forehead hanging down in front of his eyes, pointing to his head, and said blankly, "I have a headache."

Gao Qiao coughed and reminded: "You said that half an hour ago."

He hurriedly called the doctor, and the doctor confirmed that the illness was completely healed after the examination. Seeing his gaze alive was like seeing...

Suddenly, the door of the ward opened, and a clear voice came.

"Are you going to be hospitalized?"

Cheng Youran saw Lu Zixiao sitting on the hospital bed at a glance.

The man originally looked down, but when he saw her lifted his head for a moment, his eyes seemed to be lit up, so dazzling that they couldn't be removed.

Under the lenient medical suit, he used his wrist force and quickly lifted the striped quilt, but it seemed to be an understatement.

He got out of bed, turned towards Cheng Youran, and said faintly: "No need."

Gao Qiao: ………… No more headaches?

The author has something to say: the college entrance examination is over today, I wish all candidates get good results and sprint to Qingbei Fudan to guarantee the TAT

Update 7000/10000 today, the remaining one is going to be very late, I went to have a supper and then I would like to thank the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Grenade]: 1 Nani;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Garfield who want to lose weight; 5 bottles of Ai Xiaojiu and Fan's Megnie; 3 bottles of Purple Huanyue; 1 bottle of Green Cloud;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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