40. Chapter 40 Yan Zhusheng


Chapter 40 Yan Zhusheng

The girl who walked in seemed to have a cold wind with her.

Wearing a clean white shirt and a pair of washed white jeans, his legs are straight and slender, and he looks very tall.

When Li Luo turned to look at her, at 1.75 meters tall, he felt as if he was eye-level with her.

But he didn’t just do it to see what the other person looked like.

Just because he seemed to recognize the girl’s name.

When he turned his head and saw the other person's face clearly, he suddenly felt like shit in his heart.

"Well, leave the admission notice and tuition fees to me." Kong Junxiang looked calm and pointed at the list of students in front of him, "Just sign here."

"Okay. "Yes." Yan Zhusheng nodded slightly, the high ponytail on the back of her head swaying slightly, and the tips of her hair tapped her back.

At this time, Li Luo had already withdrawn his gaze, walked off the podium, and sat down by the window in the back row. He looked at the girl who was bending over the podium to sign, thinking that there could be such a coincidence in the world. .

What is it like to be a classmate of your boss in your previous life after being reborn?

Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth.

I didn’t expect that the musical talent who needed help even when shooting short videos in her previous life was also a student of the No. 1 Middle School?

Looking at that cold melon-seed face, Li Luo sighed in his heart, and then watched Yan Zhusheng sign and walk off the podium, getting closer and closer, and finally came to the seat next to him: "There is someone sitting here. "

Li Luo shook his head, indicating that there was no one around.

But being at the same table as the boss of his previous life, even if it was only temporary, Li Luo felt a little strange, so he pointed to the empty seat in front and asked: "Why don't you sit in the front?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head, pulled out the chair and sat down next to Li Luo: "I am relatively tall, and sitting in front will block other people's sight."

Hearing what she said, Li Luo nodded in agreement. He said no more and fell into memories for a short time.

I vaguely remember that in his last life, he was already in his early thirties.

The short play market has become saturated, and the competition for writing scripts is becoming more and more exaggerated, while the income is getting lower and lower.

In the end, Li Luo had no choice but to start sending out resumes everywhere, hoping to find another job with a stable salary.

I don’t know why, but one of the resumes applied for short video production, and it happened to be selected by Yan Zhusheng at the time.

The salary was very high, eight thousand a month, and Li Luo accepted the job without saying a word.

As a result, when we met offline, we found out that Yan Zhusheng just played the piano and practiced singing. She recorded some videos and uploaded them without any special requirements.

It’s just that she was annoyed by the trivial matters of video recording, filming and editing. She just wanted to enjoy music, so she simply found someone on the recruitment website.

This is an easy job. Every day I just help Yan Zhusheng set up the camera, cut the video, and then upload it.

With a lot of free time, Li Luo can still find time to write short plays to make some extra money. His total monthly income can be more than 10,000, which can be regarded as a relatively relaxed and affluent time for him in his previous life. .

Later, Yan Zhusheng discovered that Li Luo could cook and the food was particularly delicious, so he simply raised his salary to 15,000 and asked him to take care of the daily meals.

In this way, the two of them became more familiar with each other. Li Luo also learned a guitar from Yan Zhusheng for free, and incidentally learned to play Two Tigers and Little Stars on the piano.

It was only later that Yan Zhusheng was found to have a heart disease and needed to go abroad for treatment, so Li Luo's job was forced to come to an end.

I originally thought that it would be difficult to meet her again after rebirth. Unexpectedly, as soon as the first year of high school started, Yan Zhusheng sat next to him.

Li Luo glanced at Yan Zhusheng out of the corner of his eye, thinking that some fate is really wonderful.

"You're looking at me." Yan Zhusheng turned his head and looked at Li Luo seriously, as if he was just doing a true or false question.

Li Luo: "..."

This kind of straightforward innocence is as good as ever. "You are prettier. It's normal to look at you more often." Li Luo knew how to talk to Yan Zhusheng, so he directly admitted the fact, and then pointed around, "Many people are secretly looking at you."

“I know.” Yan Zhusheng nodded.

I don’t know if she knows that she is good-looking, or if she knows that others are looking at her...

Li Luo laughed and shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and focused his gaze on the hand that his mother had given him just now. on his box.

This small box is rectangular, about the size of a palm, and is wrapped with a layer of paper.

After Li Luo tore it open, he revealed the mobile phone box inside. He was so shocked that he stuffed the box into the drawer, then looked up at the podium and made sure that Teacher Kong was not looking there before continuing to lower his head.

Android phones...smart screens...are estimated to cost one to two thousand.

Li Luo recalled the joke he made with his mother at the dinner table during the high school entrance examination.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiuhong actually bought him a new mobile phone.

I vaguely remember that in my previous life, my family didn’t buy him a smartphone until after the college entrance examination. Before that, they had always given him an old-fashioned flip phone.

Thinking of this, Li Luo pursed his lips, and a warm current flowed in his heart.

"Can I bring mobile phones to school?" Yan Zhusheng glanced at the mobile phone box in his drawer and asked him.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Li Luo whispered, "In principle, you can't take it in school, but as long as the teacher doesn't find it, it'll be fine."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Li Luo took out the mobile phone case from the drawer and stuffed it into his schoolbag, planning to tinker with it when he got home in the evening.

At this moment, the last student from Class 8 had also finished registration.

Kong Junxiang sorted things out on the podium and put all the tuition fees into a sealed bag. Then he stood up and looked at the class. He smiled gently and said: "Okay, now there are forty people in our class. Classmates, we are all here.”

“Welcome to the No. 1 Middle School. My surname is Kong. You can call me Teacher Kong. I will be your class teacher from now on.”

Kong Junxiang. I introduced myself and talked about my plans after checking in today: "We have three things to do in the morning." Sports committee member.”

“I don’t like to waste time, so let’s combine three things into one.”

As he said that, Kong Junxiang pulled up a chair. He sat down at the door, holding a stack of student cards in his hand, and continued: "Now, whoever's name I report will come to me to get their student card, and then go on stage to introduce themselves."

"After you have received your card and introduced yourself, those who want to run for class president, vice class president and sports committee member can come on stage to run for election."

"If you have any questions, you can ask them now."< br>
After the words fell, the whole class looked at each other, and some people actually raised their hands.

"Say." Kong Junxiang pointed to Xu Yinghuan who raised her hand.

"Teacher Kong, why are you only running for these positions?" Xu Yinghuan asked sweetly, "Is it okay to run for the study committee?"

"Save other positions until after military training. "Elect again." Kong Junxiang explained with a smile, "I am running for the four positions I mentioned today because I need them to serve the students during military training. Are there any problems?"

Besides being born naturally? Xu Yinghuan was familiar, but no one else in the class raised their hands.

So Kong Junxiang lowered his head, pulled out a student card, and then said: "Who is Hua Xiuxiu?"

(End of Chapter)



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