Very Happy

It was almost noon when Li Zhao and Yan Ting went downstairs.

Li Zhao was lying on the sofa, groaning and not wanting to eat, and finally, not knowing what Yan Ting whispered in his ear, Li Zhao stretched out his hand and poked Yan Ting's waist, and sat down at the dining table.

Watching this scene, the chef aunt asked the housekeeper: "Is the meal I cooked today not to your liking?"

In the past, even if she cooked a pot of porridge, Mr. Li could eat half of it. Why don't you want to eat today?

"Cough, cough, cough." The housekeeper coughed a few times, "Mr. Li is playing with Mr., and they will have dinner later."

"Let me just say, Mr. Li has always been a good boy, unlike Mr. Li, who has to be coaxed by Mr. Li when eating."

The butler silently looked at the aunt in the kitchen. You may have forgotten that the salary is received from the husband.

It's no wonder that the housekeepers are partial to Li Zhao. Li Zhao not only has a face that pleases the elders, but also has a pleasing personality. Since he moved in, the whole yard has been filled with vitality.

What everyone is most afraid of now is that Mr. Li has been away from home for too long. If Mr. Li has been away for a long time, he will not like to talk, and the whole house will become lifeless.

It's all right now, the final exam is over, and it's winter vacation, with Mr. Li's company, Mr. Li can be happy again.

After lunch, Li Zhao took a nap, and Yan Ting sent him to school.

The aunt in the kitchen packed the cooked food that had been prepared for Li Zhao in a super-large thermos bucket. When Li Zhao picked it up, he suspected that the bucket weighed more than ten catties.

There was snow on the road, and the driver deliberately drove a non-skid car from the garage.

"During the few days of the exam, I asked the driver to bring you meals?"

"No, I'll just eat with my classmates." Li Zhao lay on Yan Ting's lap and said lazily, "Let's go to the self-study room to review at night."

"Your body..."

"Change the subject."

"Okay." Yan Ting rubbed Li Zhao's waist, "I'll pick you up after your final exam is over?"

Li Zhao did not refuse.

Before getting out of the car, Yan Ting put the scarf and hat on for Li Zhao: "It's cold outside, and there is still snow on the ground, be careful not to fall."

Li Zhao took off his mask and smacked Yan Ting's face: "Wait for me to come back."

Opening the door, a gust of cold wind blew in, Li Zhao was afraid that Yan Ting would be cold, so he quickly closed the door, waved his hand to Yan Ting outside the car window, turned around and ran towards the dormitory building.

Yan Ting watched him swaying left and right in the snow like a duckling, opened the car window a slit, revealing a pair of gentle eyes.

Li Zhao ran to the downstairs of the dormitory and saw two people shivering with cold squatting beside the flower bed. One of them saw him running over and wanted to stand up excitedly, but the whole person fell into the snow .

Li Zhao recognized the two of them as reporters, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and stepped forward to help another reporter, helping the fallen reporter to his feet.

The two reporters looked very young, with green eyes and brows.

"Thank you." The reporter who was lifted up was covered in snow, he didn't care to pat the snowflakes off his body, and said hastily: "Li Zhao, hello, can you accept an interview with us."

"Why are you standing here in such a cold day?" Li Zhao saw that the two people's faces were blue from the cold, and he didn't know how long they had been waiting here, "How long have you been waiting?"

"I started waiting this morning." The two smiled tremblingly.

"Haven't you ever thought about it, what if I don't come to school today, what will I do if I enter the school directly when the exam starts tomorrow?"

"You have to try your luck." The two reporters continued to laugh.

Li Zhao looked around and pointed to a place that could cover the snow, "Wait for me there for a while, I'll put the thermos away and come down."

The two reporters nodded quickly, and after Li Zhao went upstairs, they excitedly called the editor-in-chief, saying that they not only squatted down to Li Zhao, but the other party also agreed to accept their interview.

"Then start the recording now and record a piece of his life in school." The editor-in-chief was overjoyed.

"But, but he is going back to the dormitory now, he said he will come down after putting away his things."

The editor-in-chief was furious: "Do you believe this kind of thing?! They're playing tricks on you two. If you don't believe me, just wait downstairs and see if Li Zhao will come down to talk to you two!"

The two reporters were interns who had just joined the job. They didn't know that artists had so many deceptive tricks. Hearing the director's roar, they felt wronged and sad.

Li Zhao really lied to them?

Was it really just an excuse just to get away?

Waiting and waiting, 5 minutes passed, and they felt a little panicked.

After 10 minutes passed, they were desperate and even wanted to cry.Just when they gave up hope, Li Zhao ran out from the gate of the dormitory building.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Li Zhao ran up to the two of them, "The people in the dormitory just now asked me a question, and they were delayed for a few minutes."

The moment they saw Li Zhao appear, the two trainee reporters almost burst into tears. This feeling of despair and hope saved them.

"There is a coffee shop in the school, but if we go to interview, it will affect other students." Li Zhao wrapped the scarf tightly and put his hands in the pocket of the down jacket: "If you don't mind, I invite you to sit in the coffee shop outside the school. There are boxes over there."

The reporter was so cold that the snot bubbles were about to come out, they nodded repeatedly, as long as Li Zhao was willing to accept their interview, even in the open air.

"Teacher Li Zhao, we want to take a video of you walking from school to campus, may I ask?"

"You can do whatever you want, but today the road is very slippery, so be careful not to fall. Also, please try not to let other students into the camera. If there are any, please blur their faces later."

"Okay, okay, no problem." The reporter put the camcorder on his shoulder.

The snow on the road was a bit thick, Li Zhao walked in front, not fast, and occasionally introduced the school's buildings to reporters.

Along the way, some classmates greeted Li Zhao from time to time.

"Li Xiaozhao, do you want to go to the study room at night? I'll reserve a seat for you."

"I'll be with the buddies in the dormitory at night." Li Zhao took off his mask, "It's so cold, you should go back early."

"Success." The classmate asked, "Did you bring delicious food again? I'll go to your dormitory to grab some food."

"Then you have to hurry up, or you will be gone." As soon as Li Zhao finished his sentence, he saw the classmate who was still slow just now, and started to run in small steps.

The students in front had just left, and within two steps, other students greeted Li Zhao.

Some borrowed notes from Li Zhao, some asked him to have dinner with him after the exam, and some just handed Li Zhao a bag of snacks.These classmates were very casual. In their eyes, Li Zhao was a buddy, not a celebrity.

"Zhao Zhao, you seem to be very popular at school?"

"It's okay." Li Zhao explained, "The main reason is that everyone has a good personality and takes care of me."

Seeing Li Zhao unwrapping the snacks given by his classmates and starting to eat them, the reporter couldn't help but ask again: "Is it taboo to eat when you are with your classmates?"

"The food in the school cafeteria is pretty good. I usually don't have much taboo." Li Zhao smiled. "I said in an interview before that I like to eat chicken drumsticks. When I eat with my classmates, they like to send me to eat when they have a disagreement. drumstick."

"Do you often eat in the cafeteria with your classmates?"

"Why don't you eat in the cafeteria?" Li Zhao threw the garbage bag of snacks into the trash can, "Usually busy with schoolwork, going to the cafeteria can save a lot of time..."

"Li Zhao."

When the reporter heard someone calling Li Zhao, he turned his head and saw a man in his 60s or [-]s standing under the library building. He wore glasses, his hair was neatly combed, and he looked very refined and elegant.

"Professor." Li Zhao ran to the man and asked with a smile, "You called me?"

"It's snowing so much, where are you going?" The professor stretched out his hand to pat the snow off Li Zhao's shoulder, glanced at the reporters who were following behind Li Zhao, and nodded to them.

The two reporters returned a smile in trepidation. Li Zhao called this man a professor. Could it be the professor of Peking University?

"Two journalist friends want to conduct an interview with me, so I'll take them outside to find a quiet place." Li Zhao stomped his feet, his toes were a little cold.

"Why did you go so far away, you don't review anymore?" The professor frowned, "Well, you bring them to my office."

"Hey hey." Li Zhao did not refuse the professor's kindness, "Thank you professor, I will definitely take your courses when I choose courses in my sophomore year."

"Excellence, wait until you grab my class." The professor also wiped off the snow on Li Zhao's other shoulder.

"Then you open a back door for me." Li Zhao hugged the book for the professor like a dog, "Try to let me be your favorite student."

"No." The professor was ruthless.

"why?"

"Because the camera was filming, I promised you, so I left evidence." The professor led Li Zhao towards the office. He was a funny and elegant man, very popular in the school. Students wanted to grab his class in the middle of the night. All in front of the computer.

The two reporters did not expect that the professor of Peking University actually took them to the office and poured them two glasses of water.

"Friends from the reporter, if you have any questions, don't take the child into the ditch." The professor put a mug in Li Zhao's hand, "After the interview, go back and read."

"Okay." Li Zhao held the cup with a big smile on his face, and dragged down his down jacket, scarf, hat, and mask.

This professor is not Li Zhao's teacher, the two met while running in the morning.Because both of them have the habit of getting up and running in the morning, when Li Zhao was in school, he became running friends with this professor, and they became acquainted with each other from time to time.

The professor's wife is a dramatist, very famous in the drama circle.Sometimes, she would come to the playground to practice her body, and every time she saw Li Zhao, she would lament that it was a pity, saying that if he had learned opera since childhood, he might already be well-known in the opera circle by now.

"Professor?" Li Zhao noticed that the professor was staring at his neck, thinking that his thermal clothes were exposed, so he quickly pulled the collar of his sweater.

The professor smiled: "It's good to know how to read and review."

He walked to the small lounge next to him, and closed the door for Li Zhao intimately.

After the interview officially started, the two trainee reporters asked two well-regulated questions at first, and as the topic deepened, their questions gradually began to gossip.

"Many friends on the Internet are very curious about your friend who is demolished and relocated. Would you like to chat with us about him?"

Li Zhao silently glanced at the reporter. Are the netizens curious about his friends with local tyrants, or are they curious about his CP story with the demolished local tyrants?

The reporter avoided Li Zhao's sight with a guilty conscience.

With a chuckle, Li Zhao said, "He's an outsider. I don't want to introduce too much and bring trouble to his life. But he is a very nice and lovely person."

The reporter blinked, is that gone?

Li Zhao signaled them to ask the next question.

"There are also netizens who are very curious about your friendship with the boss of Canghuan Headquarters. Are you and him really friends like rumors on the Internet?"

Li Zhao glanced at the reporter again.

How many CP topics related to him did these two intern reporters pay attention to in private?

The author has something to say: The River God asked Zhaozhao: Jin Tingting or Yin Tingting, which one do you like?

Baby Zhaozhao: I like Yan Tingting.