Yin Zhu raised his hand and smoothed his long hair, then nodded.
"I was so skeptical at the time, but Gu Qi refuted me at the time, saying that I thought too much. If Zhou Yu had someone he liked, how could he not know."
"I think so, but if you want to know, sister Yin, you can ask him, I think he will tell you."
…
Unable to bear the pressure of Gu Qi in his ears, he finally went to the radio station.
One week, not long, suits him.
After getting the listening exercises given by the school this week, I took a picture of the answer and sent it to Gu Qi.
I just joined the radio station and learned how to broadcast, and then began to hand over the job of the student who asked for leave.
At first, the stationmaster wanted to invite him and other broadcast members to have a meal to get to know each other, but he refused.
On this day, he took the materials and walked into the radio station to start the work arrangement for the day.
As soon as he sat down, the door was opened and someone walked in.
Yin Zhu took out the English listening question, sat upright, glanced at his position, blinked, and turned back to scan the question.
There was a sound from the broadcaster, prompting that English listening practice was about to begin.
Zhou Yu looked up, Yang Meng stood in front of him, smiled and said to him:
"The webmaster asked me to assist you today. You can ask me if you don't understand."
He lowered his eyes, his face was cold, leaning on the back of the chair, and adjusted the microphone to his chin.
The eyebrows were faint, and the thin lips moved, "Thanks, I don't need a helper."
"It's okay, I'll help you take a look."
Zhou Yu: "You are free."
Yang Meng sat next to him, took out the same document, took a look, and said:
"Don't get me wrong. I didn't know it was you before I came. Don't be angry."
Zhou Yu seemed to be silent, with a serious expression, looking at the materials in his hand, and began to read the beginning of English listening into the microphone.
He is fluent in pronunciation, with a magnetic voice slowly spreading from the broadcaster to every class at the higher level.
"Hey, this sound is weird."
"Oh! I know who's it! It's Zhou Yu from Li class A!"
"Damn, is his voice so nice?!"
"When did he go to the radio station? I was so pleasantly surprised. I feel that my English listening skills are saved."
"I heard that someone from the Student Union invited him."
"Mom, the student union should let him come earlier, and I won't be sleepy every day."
"Too surprised, I never thought he would go, he is usually very low-key."
"He is pretty good-looking himself, he's still the top boss in his grade."
"Loved, loved."
The higher-level teaching buildings are beginning to become a bit **.
Yin Zhu listened carefully and wrote B in the first question.
When the last question was left, the voice suddenly became noisy, and a female voice came out:
"Wait, there are some problems here."
Soon, this female voice ceased to appear, everything went as usual, Yin Zhu paused while holding the pen.
As soon as the listening practice is over, the bell rang after class.
After Zhou Yu finished reading, he put down the materials in his hand, stood up, his long figure stood up, and the broken hair cast a shadow on his forehead.
The black eyes closed, his face a little impatient.
"doing what"
"I didn't mean it, you listen to me first, I thought you made a mistake just now." Yang Meng interrupted him.
Zhou Yu obviously had no patience to talk to her here, put the chair, crossed her, and walked out.
Yang Meng caught his arm, he looked up and avoided it.