"Adhere to the views of the masses and the mass line is us"
Li Luo, who was just a fan on the side, raised his eyes, frowned, gave him a surprised look on his face, and interrupted him:
"You will also use political jargon to improve your compulsion."
Yin Zhu told the person in charge about the situation, and Zhou Yu brought the host to the company's leisure area.
The staff who walked in a hurry saw the person sitting in the leisure area and looked at it more.
Zhou Yu spread his legs, leaning against his back, and his thin lips moved.
He sneered at Gu Qi's serious proposal, but he had to agree. Gu Qi's proposal was more or less useful.
"Yes."
"Damn, Mr. Zhou, are you going to return to your old career? Nima, don't play me, I can help you get it right tonight, believe it or not
Zhou Yuchao nodded in thanks to the sister at the front desk who brought him a cup of coffee.
At the same time, he leaned forward, took out a math paper from his backpack, and spread it out on the table.
"It's best that way, please ask me a question."
On the other side, the trembling Erlang's legs were put down, and his expression was a little surprised.
After the call was over, Gu lifted his finger and swiped on the screen, found the Jade Emperor's little fan group organization, sent a voice over, and directly exploded a series.
Gu Qi patted his thigh, Nima, this Yang Meng has a lot of black material.
He should have pulled Zhou Dao in to see him, and see how conscientious his little brother is. When it comes to working in the group, all the people who have been in the group for thousands of years pop up.
Good guys!
Not much to say, quickly pull the big guy Zhou into the group.
When Zhou Yu's brain was working on a problem, the screen of the mobile phone on the desk flashed, and dialog boxes popped up. After a glance, he realized that Gu Qi had been pulled into a group, and all the messages on it were:
"Welcome the boss home!"
"Welcome the boss home!"
"Welcome the big guys home TAT!!! (Broken sound"
"..."
"Gu Qi: You have enough noodles, now we have Zhou Dao speak! Applause @周大佬@周大佬"
Ignoring the group name, Zhou Yu wrote a voice directly:
"It's been a lot of work these days. There is something that needs your help. If you have time, you can listen to it without delay."
…
Zhou Yu is almost done with the test paper. After understanding the question of the whole math test paper, he took out her test paper from her backpack.
She had finished the class time, he glanced, took a pencil to mark the error points on it, wrote the correct problem-solving process in the blank space, and circled the key points of knowledge.
After he finished this, he glanced at the group message, leaned back, and sent a voice over again, with a lazy voice:
"Okay, thanks, let's start tomorrow."
The coffee on the table had already cooled down, and the sky outside was completely dark.
Yin Zhu repeated the movements over and over again in the practice room, the music started and ended, and the floor was covered with her sweat.
The choreographer watched her on the side, and snapped his fingers at her at the last stuck point.
She stopped.
Choreographer: "Very good. You can master so much in one month. I think it's already great. But today, I think this is your best state. The sense of rhythm has risen to a level. The whole process is without mistakes. Yes, you made up for the shortcoming of lack of emotion, and I saw goose bumps in the middle."
The teacher handed her a cup of warm water and continued:
"Take a break first."
"Thank you, teacher."
Yin Zhu took it and took a sip.
The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck to the skin, and her eyes were as translucent as water.