Aspire For Love Wistfully

Due to physical overdraft, Jiang Yao fell asleep in the evening, but for her hunger, she would not open her eyes.

Looking at the familiar scenery, Jiang Yao scratched her hair, got up and went outside. It was still in the dance room. The rest room belongs to the teacher. She was a little confused and went out. When she opened the door, she saw the teacher with something.

She put her hair down again and hung it on her waist. She looked very moving and had a very elegant classical beauty, which was mostly due to her dance.

"Yao Yao, you wake up. Come and have something to eat. I bought you something to eat. I don't know whether you like it or not."

Jiang Yao is very hungry, where still tube these things, said with a smile: "thank you, I'm really hungry."

Her teacher took things to the door and put them on the table. As soon as she opened it, there was a strong smell of chicken soup. She was very happy and said with a smile, "this is my favorite chicken soup rice. It's very kind of you, teacher."

Can't wait to open the packaging bag, scoop a mouthful with a spoon and put it in her mouth. It's her favorite taste. I haven't tried it for a long time.

"If you like it, I've been listening to you talking about what chicken soup you want to eat before. I haven't had time. This is a shop opened by my friend, which focuses on chicken soup rice. It's good to see you like it. "

The teacher showed a gentle smile. Jiang Yao raised her eyes slightly and asked, "is it the one on Dongli road?"

"How do you know?"

"I'm talking about that one. When I was studying, I often went to that one with Yanyan. It's not expensive. She can eat two bowls. "

The two people talked all the time around the chicken soup rice point, because Jiang Yao's teacher also took part in the shares, and the formula was made by their two families, so they were partners.

However, they have different aspirations. She likes dancing, and her good friend likes business. But she likes to be quiet, so she opens her shop in a place that is not very prosperous.

It's quiet. It's not like a restaurant at all.

As a result, Jiang Yao heard that there was something delicious there, but she didn't find it twice. If it wasn't for Shen Yanyan who said she had a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet, she wouldn't have found that the hotel was in a small yard.

At the end of their conversation, they both said that they wanted to get to know this quiet man who likes doing business.

After a bowl of rice, Jiang Yao felt much more comfortable and didn't feel like sleeping. What did she want to say? As a result, before she could say it, she heard her cell phone ring.

It was Shen Yanyan who called her. When she got through the phone, she heard an excited voice, which was from Shen Yanyan.

"Yao Yao, do you know that you are popular on the Internet? Look at the news on your microblog. You have been bombed. You know, the dance is so beautiful." Shen Yanyan said that she didn't know what to say in the end.

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Yao didn't know what she was talking about. She said something suddenly, which made her confused. How come it's fire, microblog and bombing.

What the hell is she talking about.

Shen Yanyan found that she seemed incoherent, and she didn't know what she was saying. She straightened her mind, swallowed a mouthful, and said slowly.

"Oh, you didn't come to the final this afternoon. I didn't come. Now the Internet is full of videos of your dancing. You're on fire, you know. "

When Jiang Yao heard the following sentence, she didn't have the heart to listen any more. She took her tablet on her desk and drove it to night. She also had microblog, which was full of her own information.

She also has her own microblog, and I don't know how they know her microblog number. A lot of people are adding her as friends, but now she still receives verification information from time to time.

After a while, the news annoyed Jiang Yao a little. She turned down her private letter, which had been bombed in turn. In the past, I have been commented on my microblog, some of which are good and some are bad.

Among them, Jiang Yao also saw her personal information, which was incomplete but detailed. It says that she is the daughter of Chiang Kai Shek, a real estate group. She is a young lady. What is her major in a certain university, and so on.

Seeing these things, Jiang Yaoxin is very upset. Maybe this is the price of being famous.

"What's the matter? Shouldn't anyone please you?"

The teacher who threw the garbage back saw Jiang Yao drooping on the table, very strange. Because when she left just now, she was still in good condition. Why did she come back so soon.

"Just a little annoyed."

"Is it because of the Internet?"

She fixed her eyes on the teacher, confused and said: "teacher, how do you know, I don't want to answer the phone now."

Not long after she hung up Shen Yanyan's phone, there were many calls coming from people she didn't know. They all asked the same question whether they were Jiang Yao or the daughter of the real estate manager.

Whenever she asked about these things, she would hang up without hesitation. In the past, she was annoyed when she received more calls. She simply turned off her cell phone and didn't listen.

"You used to keep a low profile, but this time it's different. Just get used to it. It's OK. And you have to get used to Yao Yao. The teacher has told you before that if you take part in this competition, you must be famous. "

She sat opposite Jiang Yao and said softly.

"I know, but I didn't expect to be so famous. I won't take part if I know."

The last sentence is a joke. Originally, she thought about the competition for a long time. In addition, she didn't participate in the foreign performance before, so she was a little sorry for the teacher.

Now someone invited to participate in the competition or the teacher said in person, also hope to go to the competition, is to win honor for the country.

"By the way, when you leave for a while, go to the back door. I'll ask Xiao Yan to drive the car to the back door for you."

"Why?"

"The teacher just saw some paparazzi squatting outside. Maybe they are just waiting for you. I'm afraid there will be something unexpected. You should pay attention to these words for a few days. After this show, there should be nothing wrong. "

Now in this era, a little bit of wind and grass will spread like burning dead grass. But just for a while, when something else comes up, it may go out.

Knowing this, Jiang Yao nodded and continued to lie down.

"I'll call Yan Yan to pick me up. Teacher, you can go first. I can do it alone."

"No, I see you're gone."