I'm a star

The show was finished, and the crew posted Weibo. Most of the comments were controlled by fans. As an amateur, you didn’t cause any disturbance. Only a few sporadic comments mentioned you: "That little brother who plays an adult is too temperamental, isn't he?" , The back view and the eyes are so beautiful that it kills me, it’s too offensive! [Compare Heart]" "Does anyone know what else the actor who played the adult Li Ya has acted in? That look is really amazing, I shouldn't have heard of it!" There are also those discussing the plot: "I heard that this drama is adapted from real people and real events. It is too exaggerated to read the trailer. Are teenagers so calm? Even if it is Alpha, it is not realistic. How many adaptations have been made? ?” Someone responded: “I heard from the director that ninety-nine percent of the truth was restored, and I even found the person who witnessed it back then.” The comment on that level replied: “That’s too awesome, if it’s me, I will definitely leave a psychological shadow..."

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You haven't seen yourself from these angles before, and you swipe down with great interest, when the pilot's voice came from the intercom: "Mr. Grant, the plane is about to descend, there may be some turbulence, please be prepared. "

You buckle up and enjoy the exotic splendor from your window.After leaving the legal industry, you decide to study finance as a graduate student in country A. Your advisor Jacob Quinn is a good friend and college classmate of your father Caslo Grant.They both have strong family backgrounds, and after graduating from a top university, your father took over the family business, and he chose to continue his academic research.

There is still a relationship between you.You attended an economic forum with your father during your freshman year, and Jacob Quinn was the special guest.Before the meeting started, his father went to greet him. He was surrounded by the crowd, and everyone wanted to get advice from this industry leader.He politely got rid of the crowd and chatted with your father for a while. He was personable and full of elite temperament, but when he talked to you, he didn't condescend at all, and he didn't put on the airs of an elder or an expert.He looks at you and listens carefully to every word you say that sounds funny to an insider.You are a little embarrassed to continue talking, he gently patted your head, "Let's talk after we're done, your idea is great."

He failed to fulfill this promise, because he suddenly covered his chest in the middle of speaking, tried hard to support the table and slid down weakly.The entire hall was in an uproar, and the host went up to support him, not knowing what to do.

You learned first aid in school and got your professional certification, so you went up immediately and got checked out, and it was indeed a cardiac arrest.You turn your head and ask the host: "Is there an AED?" The host shakes his head anxiously, "This building is not commonly used, there should be no..." "Call an ambulance." You gritted your teeth.

Jacob Quinn, who was still speaking vigorously just now, was pale and his lips were black.The situation is urgent, you start to give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation immediately, straighten your arms, press down on your palms with all your strength, you pay attention to the rhythm and his reaction, sweat drips from your forehead.

The ambulance arrived in time, and he regained consciousness quickly after being sent to the hospital. The only embarrassing thing is that you broke a rib during CPR, and he had to rest and recuperate in the hospital for another month.But compared to losing his life, the rib fracture is really a minor injury.

Father is proud of you for being brave in times of crisis, and he is very grateful to you.He always wanted you to be his student, and now he has finally got his wish.He is already a tenured professor, mainly focused on research, and you are the only graduate student he brought.You live in his house in country A and receive his direct guidance.

You go to find out how superior you are to other students.When others need to squeeze into a four-person dormitory, you live in Jacob's mansion; you can eat whatever you want on the day; you can ask him any questions and resources you want at any time.

You are an interdisciplinary graduate student. Even though you have been influenced by business giants since you were a child, you are still half a layman in the academic theory of finance, but he will patiently explain the basic issues for you and find various materials for you to help you. understand.He not only has book experience, but also has a wide range of knowledge, so he can explain the profound things in a simple way, and his words are humorous and easy to understand, and he never pretends to be profound.

You have free time to go to class, he even intentionally let you sleep more in the morning, you suspect that he will let you graduate with honors even if you are ignorant in the past two years, but he let you use the most precious and confidential information, I also answer your questions immediately. You are good at learning. During this period of time, you have been absorbing knowledge like a dry sponge. It is very pleasant.

He's always rewarding you with something, maybe taking you to the highest point in town for dinner, or rare ancient gold coins that you like to collect.

Of course, you still have dinner at home most of the time. You don’t know how he finds time to make those sumptuous dinners when he’s so busy.He's really fussy, plays soft music and lights scented candles. "Like a date," you joked once while slicing up a steak.

You have been in country A for almost a month, and you have made a few friends. "Would you like to drink at night? I know a very good shop." A friend suggested.

Since you came here, you have always been a good baby. You go home with Jacob at night, and you go to bed after answering the messages from your brother, Liang Yi and Xu Tiao at eleven o'clock.As for Lu Xiaoyang, you found a psychiatrist for him, and you felt that he had a tendency to recover his memory, so you bought him new clothes and gave him the key to that house, and removed the monitoring.You deliberately went abroad to study to give you a cooling-off period and give him the right to choose. Maybe when you go back, you will find that the house is empty, but you don’t want to deprive him of his freedom. This is his life.

You haven't had a drink for a long time, so you readily agreed, and sent a message to Jacob: "Jacob, I'm going out with my friends at night, and I won't have dinner together." After thinking about it, I sent another message: "Don't pick me up :)"

He quickly replied to you: "Okay. But it's not safe at night, so let me pick you up? It doesn't matter if it's late, I just need to sort out the materials."

That nightclub is really good, with stylish decoration, a wide variety of wine, and pleasing people.The performing band is late, so you go on stage and sing a song first, and even overwhelm the later performers.You became the star of the night, many people came to toast you, and invited you to spend the night together.

"No, I can't spend the night outside." You declined with a smile.

The other party understood, "You sing really well, which band is that song from?"

You blink, "Gwiazdy. My band."

"Wow, you mean..." The other party was surprised.

"I wrote it in high school. Thank you for your love." You raised your wrist to check the time, it was almost midnight, some people's nightlife might not have started yet, but you have to go, you don't want to disturb Jacob's rest.

It didn't take long for his car to arrive at the door after your message, as if he had been waiting to pick you up.

"Is it cold?" He opened the car door for you.

"Not at all." You lay lazily on the passenger seat, and he buckled your seat belt.

"Drink a lot?" He drove steadily.

"En." You nodded vigorously childishly, and saw his doting smile in the front-view mirror.

You can clearly walk by yourself, but let him half-support and half-carry you into the house.As he goes to turn on the light, you turn and surround him between you and the wall.

"Teacher, can I ask you a question?" You asked drunkenly.

"...What's the problem?" Your breath brushed against his face, and he was a little stiff.

You were silent for a while, then smiled brightly at him, "Inverse floating rate bonds...what do you mean?"

You felt that he let out a breath of relief or disappointment, and answered you in a not-so-fluent manner, "Inverse floating rate bonds are a special type of investment...uh..."

You blocked what he was about to say with a kiss.

The author has something to say: This chapter is complete, and I will write follow-up and TD reading later