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"Oh! It's you Yan Xiunian pretended that he still remembered and pretended to be familiar with Cheng Hui, "so you are a student of HKBU! Well, I'd like to interview you. What do you think of the food in your canteen? "

Cheng Hui said:

Cheng Hui is paralyzed, but he is wearing a mask. Yan Xiunian can't see his expression. He can only see his impatience in his indifferent eyes.

But what about his impatience? Yan Xiunian thought that he would always be around him in the future, just to catch him.

Impatient tube fart uses, I just want to sway in front of you, you bite me!

"I don't know." Cheng Hui is very indifferent, and the impatience in his tone disappears. "I don't go to the canteen to eat."

Yan Xiunian persevered and asked: "what's the matter Have you heard any gossip about your canteen? Or will you make complaints about breakfast at the Tucao dining room when you are in the morning class?

Cheng Hui said coldly, "I haven't heard of it."

Yan Xiunian continued to ask: "you think carefully, really not?"

Cheng replied, "I can't think of it carefully. There's no one."

On the other side of the camera team, my colleagues said:

Finally, Yan Xiunian sees that Cheng Hui really doesn't want to pay any attention to him. He can only thank Cheng Hui and wave him away.

Cheng Hui's mobile phone in his pocket is shaking all the time. He pulls the schoolbag strap on his shoulder, and finally releases his brow. He gives Yan Xiunian a less cold look than before, and turns around and walks away.

After Cheng Hui left, the rest of the crew saw that Yan Xiunian stopped smiling, recovered his expressionless mourning, and raised the microphone to stop the other students.

Cheng Hui may not be suitable to go to the library today. He was stopped by Yan Xiunian on the way to interview. As soon as he entered the library gate, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated.

"Hum, hum..."

The mobile phone next to his padded jacket pocket was shaking all the time. He had to turn around and leave the library. He went to a place where there was no one. He picked up the phone from Daha, his agent.

"Big brother!"

Cheng Hui's voice is not very good because of the cold wind.

"Who is your brother?" He said, "as I said, I have a lecture the day after tomorrow! There's no time for that award ceremony. Don't rush me here. If my father knows that you disturb my study, he will go to the company again. "

The agent at the other end of the mobile phone, Daha: -- Ah, ah, Cheng Hui! You can't do this to me! You're an artist. You're an actor! Don't go back and inherit the family business! I still have a lot of books waiting for you to take pictures! "

Looking around, Cheng Hui sees Yan Xiunian, who is still interviewing students on the main road not far away.

At the thought of Yan Xiunian's smiling face at him, Cheng Hui felt a little headache, and his heart beat quickly.

He didn't know what was going on, so he became more and more irritable.

"Well, don't disturb my study. I finally got a graduate student in economics. My father asked me to continue to work in the entertainment industry. If you arrange such a tight schedule for me every day, if you let my father know, he may directly annex our brokerage company, and then I will become your boss, and I will never go to film again. You can't expect to hold on to me My thigh's gone. "

It is said that there is such a person in the entertainment industry who has a wealth of wealth waiting for him to go back to inherit, but he just likes singing, dancing or filming in the entertainment industry.

Cheng Hui is such a person.