Entertainment life from early spring

Four hundred and seventeenth chapter old disease

"How are the arrangements for the school magazine going?"

Li Wangwen picked up the vermilion teapot, filled the teacup with light green and clear tea until it was seven minutes long, and then raised the teapot slightly over the center line of the table, "Jingya will have to go to China later for work, and she will need to travel between

She travels frequently between places, so if you have any questions, you should take advantage of these few days to ask her."

Lin Yuliang, who was across the table from him, held a sky-blue teacup in both hands and brought it to the mouth of the pot. He nodded respectfully: "Well, I had a phone call with Sister-in-law Jingya after the seminar. She has already helped me answer a lot of questions.

Afterwards, we also talked about Brother Chanyu.”

When Li Wangwen heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He picked up the kettle and added some hot water to the teapot. Then he looked up at Lin Yuliang, who was sitting upright.

"I'm afraid we mainly talked about Chanyu's affairs, right?" He shook his head and cursed with a smile, "You brat, no matter how respectful you are, you won't visit me so diligently. You've only been to Suqing and I's place a few times.

Oh my god, I came here to say hello as soon as I arrived at the school. What did he ask you to ask for? About the postgraduate quota? "

Lin Yuliang seemed to have expected that his thoughts would be exposed. He did not bother to conceal his greetings. He only raised the corners of his lips and nodded with a smile, and agreed: "When he asked about your current health on the phone before, I had something to say.

We talked about it by chance. I talked about this matter with sister-in-law Jingya again today, so I helped to ask."

"Indeed, it's not surprising that they have this idea. He will be discharged from the army in less than half a year. He should make careful plans in all aspects of his life."

Li Wangwen picked up the tea cup to moisten his throat. Without thinking about spending too much time, he knocked on the table and said, "Tell him that the quota for next year is reserved for him. After he comes out, let him settle down and have a good rest to find his condition. No need."

Come find me in a hurry."

"Nah, next time he calls, I will convey it to you."

"And Jingya, tell her not to worry too much. The recruit period is over, and the remaining time won't be too difficult."

Speaking of this, Li Wangwen suddenly paused and looked at Lin Yuliang with a bit more amusement in his eyes, "I heard that after Canyu decided to stay, how many signed albums of the girl group did you send him one after another?"

"Yes." Lin Yuliang replied, "After that, Brother Chanyu made many more outreach calls, and his mental state sounded much better. He would occasionally send photos. I will post them in the group later.

, let you and my wife take a look."

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and was about to continue, but Li Wangwen interrupted him with a straight face and asked: "Let's not talk about it for now, Meng Jie should have taught you the rules of the backstage. Why not this time?

obey?"

When Lin Yuliang heard this, he was startled for a moment, his lips opened, and then he lowered his head, playing with the teacup in his hand thoughtfully, watching the slight ripples of the tea and the rising and falling reflection of him as he indulged in it.

Li Wangwen only intended to make fun of his unsociable disciple, but he didn't expect that his casual questions made him completely absentminded and silent.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Yuliang didn't look up, and his face still looked down as he was thinking, so Li Wangwen picked up the teapot, poured out the remaining tea and tea leaves, put some new tea in it, brewed it with hot water, put it aside, and then put on his glasses.

, open the email on your computer and read it.

It wasn't until the new pot of tea was fragrant that Lin Yuliang's hand, which had been hanging in the air on his lap, slowly lowered the tea cup.

"Because I am more afraid of what will happen in the military than being unable to enter the backstage for a period of time." Lin Yuliang murmured.

Li Wangwen's expression changed slightly, then he half-hided the computer screen, took off his glasses, and raised his head as usual, "How do you say it?"

"Although there is no reason for this feeling, now I feel like a knife is being held on my neck, which makes my hair stand on end."

Lin Yuliang looked at his teacher, with visible confusion and confusion in his eyes, "I comforted Brother Dongxun and Brother Chanyu when they enlisted in the army. I didn't feel this way at the time. I just felt that at most they were washed-up veterans. socks and clothes, but life in the army is already difficult.

After hearing about the place where Brother Chanyu trains, I was surprised and started to feel a little nervous. Until today, after I learned from sister-in-law Jingya about the place where he was stationed and changed his defense, this sense of crisis began to become stronger, and it has already affected me. way of doing things.

"Thinking about it carefully, this kind of behavior of coming to you directly to ask for clarification without any preparation after the phone call is not like what I would usually do."

"It's nothing. It's normal for relatives and friends to be worried about joining the army. In addition, Rok hasn't done anything good in recent years. It just so happens that you have a strong sense of empathy, so you have this sense of crisis." Li Wangwen said with relief.

"Besides, they can even use the marching kettle from 1953 to now, let alone expect the rotten gang inside to make any policy reforms. Anyone will doubt them." He picked up the tea bowl and shook it, slowly Directing the topic elsewhere, "In comparison, you do nothing, and that's what I'm worried about. That means you haven't learned the world yet, but you have become a philistine."

Although Lin Yuliang felt that the cause of the problem was not here, and he also noticed that his teacher was deliberately avoiding it, he had no other clues to prove it, so he still raised his brows slightly and nodded in agreement.

Li Wangwen was naturally aware of this. He looked at the doubtful disciple in front of him and almost wanted to speak, but in the end the answer in his heart turned into a sigh.

"Canyu is much more tactful than you. He will make good use of the help you give him." Li Wangwen pressed the lid of the tea bowl and filtered the tea into a new cup, then pushed it in front of Lin Yuliang, "Do it first Take care of the things in front of you."

"Inside." Lin Yuliang picked up the new cup, blew on the rim and drank the warm tea, as if doing so would swallow the doubts in his heart.

Li Wangwen picked up the teapot and was about to add another cup to him when the dim screen of the computer at hand suddenly lit up. A pop-up email on the screen attracted his attention.

Looking at the content of the email and the blue-green icon that flashed continuously in the lower right corner of the screen, he suddenly asked: "Yu Liang, I remember that you don't have classes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, right? Do you have any other work arrangements?"

"There will be a pre-recording for Main Station S tomorrow afternoon. There will be a whole day the day after tomorrow..."

"Then help me go to the Tourism Development Bureau tomorrow morning." Li Wangwen took out a brown paper bag from the watch shelf and handed it to Lin Yuliang, "Then don't take the job in mid-October and come be my deputy."

Yeoncheon-gun, Gyeonggi-do

Chapter 417 Old Disease

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