Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening coaxed and deceived, and finally succeeded in appeasing Gu's mother.

Seeing that Song Yuening's face was slightly pale, there was no blood on her lips, and she looked really uncomfortable, Mother Gu temporarily put aside her doubts and worries.

She raised her hand and touched Song Yuening's cheek gently twice. She felt the temperature under her hand was a little cold, and she frowned immediately.

"Why is it so cold? Do you have a cold? Ningning, why don't we go to the hospital?"

Song Yuening shook her head: "No need, Mom, I know my health well. I just had a little headache from the cold wind just now. It's nothing serious."

"Okay, I want to go back to the room and sleep for a while now. You go downstairs first. Weren't you watching a TV show just now? Go watch it quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you miss the plot later."

It wasn't until she saw Gu's mother's figure disappearing at the top of the stairs that Song Yuening relaxed a little.

The forced smile on her face disappeared, and her tense shoulders slumped in an instant.

She was definitely not feeling well, but she didn't want to go to the hospital.

At this moment, she just wanted to go back to her room, stay alone for a while, and digest the negative emotions in her heart.

Song Yuening returned to the room again. This time she locked the door and drew the curtains to block out all the sunlight.

Then she lay down on the bed alone, pulled the quilt over her head, curled up under the soft quilt, like a newborn insecure baby, and quietly closed her eyes.

Song Yuening slept for a long time. If the employee in charge of Weishi Technology hadn't called her, she might have slept until night.

Song Yuening glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen and couldn't help but take a breath.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

When had she slept for so long?

It seemed that what happened yesterday had a great impact on her.

"Hello? Teacher Song, are you still listening? If you feel uncomfortable, then I will send a notice and the live broadcast will be changed to..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Song Yuening.

"It's okay, I just slept for too long and my brain is a little hard to turn around. Let me clean up. I will start the live broadcast on time in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuening quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up, but as soon as her feet landed, she felt a sense of powerlessness, and then a sense of dizziness came to her brain.

"hiss……"

Song Yuening quickly raised her hand and pressed down on the table next to her to prevent herself from falling directly.

After a few seconds, she reluctantly stood up.

She shook her head, trying to expel the feeling of weakness and powerlessness from her body.

They had been planning and warming up for today's live broadcast for a long time. They couldn't stop it just because of her physical problems.

After 10 minutes, the live broadcast started on time.

Because she was at home, Song Yuening only wore a long knitted skirt and a short shirt. She casually tied her long dark hair into a braid, just on her chest.

The whole person looks casual and gentle, almost the same as the friendly and gentle appearance in the video.

She logged into the backstage before the live broadcast and saw the huge change in her number of fans.

In just a few days, she gained a lot of fans, which was a comfort to her. It slightly healed her inner trauma and gave her a little more motivation.

As soon as the live broadcast started, many fans poured into the live broadcast room.

Among them, there are those who simply like Song Yuening as a person, and there are also those who are parents of precious mothers.

Of course, there are also a small number of people arranged by Weishi Technology to help set the pace and warm up the venue.

Song Yuening adjusted the lens and then showed a light smile.

The sun fell on her fair skin, and she seemed to be surrounded by a halo.She waved to the camera as naturally as if she were facing an old friend.

"Hello everyone, I am Song Yuening, and I am also your teacher Song."

"Although I have known you all for a long time, this is the first time I meet you in this form."

As Song Yuening finished speaking, the number of barrages in the live broadcast room gradually increased.

Song Yuening watched the rolling barrage carefully and responded one by one.

After seeing that the atmosphere was about the same, she entered the topic.

"The main purpose of this live broadcast is to talk to you about how we as parents should behave when faced with children's early education issues."

This live broadcast lasted a long time.

When Song Yuening felt her throat was a little dry in the middle, she signaled a five-minute pause, got up and went to the side to take a drink of water.

When she checked her phone, she realized that it had been two full hours since the show started.

Song Yuening couldn't help but sigh: "Time flies really fast."

Obviously, when she was alone last night, she felt that time passed too slowly, but today she felt that two hours was just a blink of an eye.

"It seems that when people feel uncomfortable, they should get busy."

Song Yuening murmured in a low voice. Just as she was about to put down her phone, she saw her assistant sent a message.

"Teacher Song, do you really don't need to take a rest? I just saw that your face was not very good and was very red. Do you have a fever?"

Is she blushing?
Song Yuening subconsciously raised her hand and put the cold back of her hand against her cheek.

The moment hot and cold came into contact, Song Yuening shivered uncontrollably.

This scene happened to be caught in the eyes of fans in the live broadcast room.

For a moment, everyone in the barrage became concerned.

"What's wrong with my beautiful sister? I always feel like my face doesn't look good. Are you sick?"

"Teacher Song, why don't you go take a rest? You can take live classes at any time, but if your body collapses, you will have to take care of yourself for a long time!"

Mr. Xie, President's Office.

Xie Mingyuan looked at the woman waving to the camera in the live broadcast room, her face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from her face.

The performance of the live broadcast equipment was very good, so he could clearly see Song Yuening's hot face and eyes that were misty due to illness.

She didn't seem to be in a very good condition. She was resting her arms on the table listlessly, with a tired look on her face.

Although her face was so red, her lips were frighteningly white.

But even though she was already feeling so uncomfortable, she still insisted on not leaving the broadcast, and even comforted the fans in the live broadcast room.

"It's okay, it's just a little cold and it won't affect the live broadcast."

"By the way, where were we talking about just now?"

Seeing that she was so stubborn, the awkwardness and resentment in Xie Mingyuan's heart because of her and Lin Shubei's departure were temporarily suppressed in his heart.

He called his assistant directly to the office, but he didn't speak for a long time.

The assistant began to feel uneasy in such a low pressure, and even began to wonder if he had done something wrong.

Just when he was about to speak with the truth and uneasiness in mind, he heard Xie Mingyuan give instructions in a deep voice.

"Go to the drugstore to buy some cold medicine and antipyretic medicine and deliver them to Song Yuening."