Host, You're Targeted

Yan Xiunian, who suddenly jumps out to interview after solving the problem, calls his agent and asks him to attend the trip. Cheng Hui can finally sit down in the library and study by himself.

The first floor of the library is the coffee shop and rest area, the second and third floor is the impurity reading room, the fourth and fifth floor is the computer room, and the remaining 15 floors are the book borrowing room.

There is no one else in the elevator. When you get back into the elevator, you press the ninth floor directly.

The books on the ninth floor are ancient books of a certain age. When Cheng Hui is upset or does not need to do his homework, he will go to the ninth floor to look for some ancient books.

He always felt that the atmosphere of the ninth floor was different from that of other floors. He liked the rustic temperament of the ninth floor, as if those ancient books had souls.

Cheng Hui looks for a book and sits down in a corner by the window.

Out of the window is a vast expanse of white, looking from a high place, you can feel the breath of winter directly.

The air conditioner is on in the library. Although the temperature is not high, it is better than that outside the room.

Yan Xiunian and other members of the film crew had been interviewing students outside until Cheng Hui left the library, and they were still on the roadside.

The air in winter is really too dry. Yan Xiunian roughly calculated the number of people he interviewed, summed up the problem, and made a phone call with Xiao Dadong, who was communicating with his classmates in the medical room and food poisoning. This ended the matter.

"Let's go to the car and wait for you." Yan Xiunian turned his neck, which had been stiff by the cold wind, and walked out with the camera crew at the end. "We have been collecting materials for about an hour and a half, and the content is OK. It's quite regular. Just go back and let them write the manuscript."

Yan Xiunian held the microphone and the back of his hand was red with cold. He shook the hand and went on.

"Well, I'll see you in the car."

Yan Xiunian hung up the phone, put his mobile phone and fingers into his pocket, sighed in a low voice, and walked slowly to the school gate.

Everyone stood outside for a long time. Yan Xiunian was not the only one. The camera and casual of the camera crew and the intern reporter were not very sober.

Cheng Hui thinks that if he suddenly quickens his pace and walks in front of Yan Xiunian, he will attract Yan Xiunian's attention. He simply keeps the same speed as them and walks slowly with him three meters behind him.

I thought I would walk like this until I left school, but Cheng Hui's mobile phone rang suddenly.

The school gate is a huge sculpture square, there are no trees, no benches and other buildings, now to the meal point is very empty.

So after Cheng Hui's mobile phone rings, there is nothing to stop it. It spreads directly to Yan Xiunian's ears through the air media.

But Cheng Hui thought it was nothing, so he took out his Bluetooth headset, put it on and connected the phone.

"Hello! Smash Cheng Hai didn't know why he was so excited, "there's a dinner party in the afternoon. Come back just for dinner!"

Cheng Hui said Are you okay? Afternoon? What time is it? "

Cheng Hai: "the dinner party at four o'clock, you should come back before four o'clock. What time are you going to have?"

Cheng Hui said as he walked forward, stuffed his cell phone back into his pocket and looked up. He saw Yan Xiunian standing upright two meters away from him.

Yan Xiunian didn't know why he stopped walking, so he kept his side and turned to look at him.

Yan Xiunian's expression really contains so much emotion that Cheng thinks there is something strange on his face at that moment.