After I became popular, I ran off with my agent [GL]

"Sneeze. Maybe I caught a cold." Another sneeze gave Ming Yuke a legitimate excuse.

Xiaoyue suddenly realized, and dragged her to the restaurant: "Hurry up and drink some seafood soup, it has pepper, which can drive away the cold."

Ming Yuke silently followed behind her, deep in thought.

Lu Yidai also came in after that, and naturally sat opposite Ming Yuke, picking up food for her from time to time.

"Sister Dai, I also want to order beef, it's too far away and I can't hold it~" Xiaoyue stretched out the bowl in front of Lu Yidai with a smile on her face.

Before Lu Yidai took over, she was stopped by Ming Yuke: "I'll help you."

Lu Yidai had no choice but to take back her hand in embarrassment, and turned her head to take care of the two bodyguards enthusiastically.

After a meal, everyone felt a lot more comfortable, sitting at the dining table drinking tea to digest food.

Ming Yuke saw that it was not early, so he said goodbye: "There is no announcement for these two days, I will come to pick you up after class the day after tomorrow, and I will go home first tonight."

The others were the ones who listened to the arrangement, they got up together and prepared to go home.

? ? ?Lu Yidai had never heard of this show, so she subconsciously persuaded them to stay: "You guys are tired from the car today, why don't you rest here and go back tomorrow?"

Huh, she also wants to recommend the new home clothes to Ming Yuke, and enjoy the fun of unpacking the express delivery together.

"Is sister Dai really willing to take me in~ Actually, I really don't want to go back to that small rental house..." Xiaoyue replied pitifully, turning her head to look at Ming Yuke.

Sensing their gaze, Ming Yuke turned his head: "Okay then, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Lu Yidai immediately smiled and secretly gave Xiaoyue a thumbs up.

She was about to ask Ming Yuke to go to the cloakroom to unpack the package when she heard Ming Yuke sneezed again.

Ming Yuke covered his mouth and nose, and looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yidai immediately waved her hand in discouragement, and replied casually: "It's okay, I'll just ask Xiaoyue to help~"

After she finished speaking, she pulled Xiaoyue up and walked to the cloakroom.

...Maybe it's because FLAG is too fake, and Ming Yuke really has signs of a cold, so he doesn't ask any more questions, and obediently goes back to the room to wash and rest.

Anyway, she wanted to go home was an excuse.

Lu Yidai and Xiaoyue, who were also talking nonsense, looked at each other in the cloakroom, relatively speechless.

After holding back for a long time, she said with difficulty: "Then please help me unpack the courier."

Xiaoyue has always been straightforward, and she knew at a glance that she was looking for trouble, but she didn't refuse, and accompanied the other party to take out the clothes.

She looked around, and was particularly interested in the cute dress in the middle, so she asked tentatively, "I seem to have seen Sister Ke wear that suit last time."

Lu Yidai looked up, then lifted up the clothes again for inspection: "Well, those clothes are all for Pingping."

This time she not only bought home clothes, but also ordered a few small dresses.

Xiaoyue found that the other party didn't notice, and quietly deepened the question: "Yes, Sister Ke often lives here, it is right to prepare more clothes, and Sister Ke is so beautiful, she should dress up more, that will make her more popular~"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yidai almost tripped over the tape, and asked in embarrassment: "How many people like Pingping? Why don't I know."

She thought that in the eyes of outsiders, it was nothing more than paying attention to a good friend, which was a normal behavior.

Xiaoyue hurriedly went to help him up, and smiled slyly: "As far as I know, there is one in our company, who is excellent and dedicated."

Lu Yidai was stunned for a moment, and kept searching for information in her mind, but to no avail, so she speeded up her hands helplessly.

At least it would be good if it was someone she knew. In that case, she could still check in as a friend.she thought humbly.

Xiaoyue saw it, and even wanted to post a live broadcast of "My second boss has a crush on the big boss".

The rankings are still a few days away, and the next competition system has not yet been determined. Lin Qianyi had a few days to breathe, and then went to YY to chat with the members of the music club.

Unexpectedly, Ming Yuke was also there, still opening the account of "Ping Ping Wu Cheese".

The scene was embarrassing for a while, and even the new singers on Mai Xu stopped.

Lin Qianyi was puzzled, and typed on the public screen: "???? It's just to participate in a competition, and you don't know me anymore? Is my yellow horse fake?"

Ming Yuke also didn't turn on the mic, and replied on the public screen: "No, because I happened to be singing a song you wrote, and I was shocked by the coincidence."

She just couldn't sleep at first, but when she came to listen to music, she met a bunch of acquaintances.

Of course, Lin Qianyi knew that it was a song written by herself, so she changed the subject and asked the other party: "Have you not slept yet? Daidai should have announced a lot recently, right?"

Ming Yuke sighed, wrapped himself in a soft quilt, and quickly typed: "No, it's been running poorly. It's you, take more rest recently, or you will be busy after your debut."

She didn't have excessive consciousness, but she always felt that Lin Ze cared too much for her.

Before Lin Qianyi finished typing, he saw that the public screen was blown up, and several people sent out question marks, asking for details.

Suddenly, Fu Xinhan, who hadn't responded all this time, spoke on the mic: "Debut again? I'll charge money in the future! You need to pay a debut fee to join the club, otherwise everyone will treat this as a springboard, how can we continue playing!"

The person on the wheat sequence was still turning on the reverberation, and when he made such a fuss, it immediately froze and made a harsh echo...

Chapter 39

"Go on... play on... play on..."

Ming Yuke pulled off the earphones, exited the channel, and opened QQ to leave a message for Fu Xinhan: "I'm going to sleep, you guys keep playing, we will meet again when we have a chance."

The person on the opposite side replied in seconds, still in the style of swiping the screen within three characters:

"I need to

again

See

Yu Qing

It is. ”

If it was before, when she saw this sentence, she might be happy for the other party and try to reconcile in the middle.But she could still recite every word Lu Yidai said that night, and suddenly she could understand Su Yuqing's mood.

So she replied: "Then see you and have a chat with him alone."

Fu Xinhan's dialog box kept displaying "Importing...", but he never sent it.

As a result of staying up late, Ming Yuke lay in bed for 2 full days without recovering, wearing a mask and weakly accompanying Lu Yidai to class.

Lu Yidai was very distressed, and she kept persuading each other along the way, and the two people in front looked hopeless.

The bodyguard had already been sent back by her, so in the short few steps, she walked tremblingly, protecting Ming Yuke tightly.

Xiaoyue gradually got used to the scene where the second boss made two mistakes every day, and she didn't dare to relax her vigilance at all.

It wasn't until Lu Yidai came to the door of the classroom that they collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go out and wait for you first. Don't come out for a while. We'll pick you up in the classroom." Ming Yuke ordered softly, and then went downstairs.

Lu Yidai grabbed her again, and asked worriedly: "Don't let Xiaoyue go home so early, and send her back after I finish class."

She touched the opponent's wrist, and was frightened by the temperature difference between the opponent and herself, so she quickly withdrew her hand, ready to take off the gloves and give it to the opponent.

Ming Yuke was also taken aback, and lowered his eyes: "Okay. You are serious about class."

Lu Yidai looked at the figures of the two going away, put on the gloves again, and turned to enter the classroom.

Contrary to the situation in the last class, as soon as she appeared at the door, she dropped the lively atmosphere to freezing point and restored the classroom atmosphere she knew before.

What, it turned out to be xenophobic.Thinking like this, she greeted them nonchalantly: "Morning."

But it's no wonder they have this reaction. If those leopard-footed mosquitoes know, they will definitely come here to stay. After all, the situation of the top three most searched at the same table is really rare.

And No.1 in the hot search list still belongs to Shang Wei.

Professor Cheng started the class on time with his usual stern expression. He glanced at the classroom and stayed near Lu Yidai for a few seconds.

A room full of entertainers with keen senses, they also glanced at it when they saw it.

Only Lu Yidai opened the textbook without squinting, not paying attention.

Yes, Rong Yule next to her didn't come to class, it was Shang Wei's first seven days.

"Cough, the class is starting. Some of you are seriously absent from class. I don't know if you have made up for it in time with the recording, so this class will be tested in class. From now on, those who click on the student number will get up and answer questions." Professor Cheng Clearing his throat, he drew his gaze back to himself.

Lu Yidai is number 32. When she was a student, she was most afraid of memorizing, especially in the course of acting, which contained many proper nouns.

Cheng Mu paused, opened one of his courseware, and randomly selected a certain page: "On the 32nd, please answer what problems you have encountered in the performance recently."

Suddenly being called, Lu Yidai almost wondered if the other party did it intentionally. She quickly stood up, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Hello, Teacher Cheng, hello everyone, the problem I have encountered in the performance is: I can't improve myself. I can only imitate the artistry of the characters I play, but the object itself, no matter how similar it is, it will make sensitive audiences feel the problem."