Reborn 1990 Counterattack Plan

Chapter 365 Broadcasting
Cao Yujiao thanked her, and then walked up to the second floor with the help of the railing. This is a spacious room with about 60 square meters, 4 horizontally and 4 vertically, and sixteen embroidery frames are placed.

It's just that there is no one there at the moment, only a set of desks is placed on the front table, and a woman in her early fifties is sitting behind the desk, holding a book in her hand and reading it intently.

She was just like the voice on the phone, gentle and kind.

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Chang?" Cao Yujiao asked, although she didn't want to break the tranquility.

"I am, who are you?" Chang Youzhen raised her head.

Cao Yujiao was stunned for a moment, although the woman in front of her was no longer young, but she looked gentle and beautiful, her temperament was like orchid, and she had a classic charm.

"I'm Cao Yujiao."

"It's you, come, come and sit." Chang Youzhen pointed to the chair opposite her with a gentle face, making a gesture of invitation.

Cao Yujiao sat down opposite Teacher Chang.

"How do you feel about coming here?" Teacher Chang asked casually, as if making a routine.

"When I was young, I watched plays in the village, and knew that the ladies from rich families lived in Xiulou. I felt that the word Xiulou was really beautiful. The ladies I watched acting, twisting needles and threading, lowering their eyebrows in thought, and their lovely appearances are really touching. Drunk. But when I saw this embroidered building, I felt a little lost, and felt that what I had been longing for was only my own imagination in the end." Cao Yujiao's tone is not difficult to hear that she is a little bit disappointed.

Teacher Chang smiled wryly, "It's not easy to keep it like this."

"So that's the case. Then, Teacher Chang, why is there no one?"

"It's the beginning of winter now, the weather is cold, and there are fewer people studying. After all, it's hands-on work. There are not many young people who are willing to get in touch with these traditional cultures. They are too impetuous. Cao Yujiao, don't worry. , even if you are alone, I will still teach the course, but I don’t know if you can stand this boring.”

"Teacher, don't worry." Cao Yujiao's eyes showed firmness.

In this way, Cao Yujiao began her study life.

And in school, Yue Jiaoyang and Chen Niannian performed surprisingly well on the first day they recited together.

Originally, there were all kinds of adolescent men and women in the university, and they were all ignorant about feelings to being moved.

And everyone is also an adult, so no one has a crush on someone, or someone who has a crush on them.

There are also couples in the school who are eager to express their loyalty to each other all the time.

The routine radio essays on campus every day are just fast food essays that everyone listens to casually during breaks.

Unexpectedly, this time, the affectionate voice sounded, and just after reciting a few words, the chaotic classroom became quiet, and the person who was talking was pulled away by the person next to him, signaling to silence first.

The students walking on the road also slowed down, and some even stopped to listen.

Through the sound of the stereo, everyone can also feel the quiet affection of the person who wrote this poem, just like the breeze and the moon. Although there is no lingering sentimentality and vows, they can feel the unshakable affection like a rock.

Just a few simple lines of words, no twists and turns, no ups and downs of words, but they constitute a kind of emotion that is full of twists and turns, surging like a tide.

For the first time in history, the students listened quietly like this. Until the end of the final speech, most of them were not only moved and sighed, but also trembled for the kind of love without any distracting thoughts.

Yue Jiaoyang probably never imagined that the poem he chose would resonate with so many people. In fact, this is also expected. After all, from ancient times to the present, love has been a topic that has been chanted by countless people. There are too many poems and lines Proof of the beauty of love.

Many people got to know that Xue Yushang on this day, as well as Yue Jiaoyang and Chen Niannian who recited this poem.

In the broadcasting room, Yue Jiaoyang put down the manuscript and looked at Chen Niannian beside him.

He has also been waiting for her, this kind of waiting seems to be a kind of waiting in his bones, and it will not be reduced by half because of her attitude.

The four seasons are exchanged, and it is only time that passes by in a hurry, but Yue Jiaoyang's affection for Chen Niannian will always be frozen in the initial heartbeat and acquaintance.

"This is Chen Niannian's voice." In the corner of the campus, Fang Yuan and Huang Guangqian also raised their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the radio station.

Huang Guangqian not only recognized Chen Niannian's voice, but also keenly recognized Yue Jiaoyang's voice.

"This bastard has a lot of tricks!" Huang Guangqian said through gritted teeth.

"Who is that person who recited with Chen Niannian?" Fang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable. The two cooperated seamlessly, especially in the male voice, full of affection?

Zhang Xinyue has been very upset recently. The baby at home is crying all day long. She is a shallow sleeper, but she is woken up by the crying every night. It is difficult to fall asleep again, and she keeps her eyes open until dawn.

In fact, she lives upstairs, and the child and the nanny live downstairs. The sound insulation effect of the room is also good, and the child does not always cry.

But Zhang Xinyue's hearing seemed to be infinitely magnified, and she always felt that the child was crying non-stop. I have to say that the inner demon is really powerful.

Looking at Zhang Xinyue, who was getting haggard and tempered, everyone knew why.

Although Chen Bangrui was at fault in this matter, Chen Bangrui and the Chen family have already made up for it with humility.

However, Zhang Xinyue still acted like the Chen family owed me all day long, which made the second elder of the Chen family feel very dissatisfied when they saw it.

Every day Zhang Xinyue would go out to play mahjong, and today she slammed the door again, completely ignoring Wu Manfang who was sitting in the living room teasing her grandson.

He didn't even say hello when he went out, and the violent closing sound scared the children who were crawling on the ground, only to see Xiao Haoxuan trembled all over, looking frightened, opened his mouth and burst into tears with a "wow".

That aggrieved appearance made Wu Manfang's heart ache, and she hugged the child quickly, my darling, my tender screaming, finally calmed down the child, bursting into laughter.

Wu Manfang handed the child to the nanny, full of anger, went straight to Mr. Chen's study.

"Old man, I think we'd better go, this family can't accommodate us anymore, we've been beaten all day long, and we don't know who to show it to!"

Looking at the angry old wife, Chen Shitong frowned. "What nonsense, I'm still the master of this family, who dares to make you angry."

　Thank you for your rewards with smiling eyes, and thank you for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)