According to the schedule, it seems that I have no time to check the transcript. That is to say, on the afternoon of the exam, I will go to Chiba and stay there for a few nights.

"You, Qianye Mofeng, where are you looking?" The invigilator was speechless. There were people who looked out the window so blatantly during the exam, and looked so seriously, and they really ignored others.

When I heard someone calling my name, I turned my head and looked at the person who called me there. It seemed to be the invigilator, but why did he call me? I was just looking out the window. Why were you excited? I ignored the invigilator directly, I fell on the table and started to sleep. As expected, I still felt the best to sleep.

Well... the invigilator was speechless, this person was really ignorant.

On the last day, I was yawning and writing Japanese history. When I encountered a topic I had forgotten, I turned my pen, then wrote the last sentence, then threw the pen again and started to sleep.

"Wow, today's exam is even simpler than yesterday's competition!" Taocheng shouted loudly, and everyone around him gave him a gaze. I turned my head and chose to ignore it. Actually, I don't know this person.

"Stir, idiot." Haitang looked at Taocheng's embarrassing cry, so he blew up the situation without giving him face.

"Idiot, who do you say? Do you want to fight?"

"Just fight, who is afraid of who?"

...

These two people started to quarrel again. I was completely convinced by these two people. I really don’t understand that they are just guys who have been staying there since they entered the school, but why are they so naive? It’s not okay to not quarrel, and I even want to fight, but I really have nothing to say.

When I walked out of the school gate, everyone asked me to go to the Ha Village house to have a party in a few days, but I couldn't say that I didn't go any further. After all, others are very happy. If I say that, it will make me feel unhappy.

Forget it, leave a message for Jibu and then you can set off directly for Chiba.

‘Jibu, I will go to work in another place in the past half month.’ After sending the message, I got into my own sports car, and as soon as I stepped on the motor, the car drove towards the company.

Looking back at the phone call from Miley before the premiere that day, she said that she had made me a few advertisements and a concert, and took advantage of the big sale of "The Young SWAT team" to make me more popular.

But I think it doesn't matter whether I have a high popularity or not. Anyway, my members are all over the world and there are hundreds of millions of fans. Now I can say that I can count money for a long time. As for the concert, I won't mention it. It's purely because I have nothing to do. When I'm bored, I said in an interview that I can play the piano, and then others will ask me to play a song.

Who knew that I was so confused. I just played a Chopin piano concerto, but it became popular in the music industry. I thought it was troublesome. If it weren't for the entertainment industry that I entered on its own, or I would have quit long ago, because this was my choice at the beginning, so I wanted to keep going until I couldn't.

"Mr. Liu, we'll go to Chiba right now, and you have to rest for one night. You'll start shooting at the beach at 8 o'clock tomorrow. The director will say how to shoot it, so you don't have to worry." Mili said to himself alone.

Worry? You saw that I was worried with that eye? Even if you were really worried, no one would tell from my face. After all, this paralyzed face has been practiced for more than ten years and cannot be changed at all.

When I arrived at Chiba, it was almost dark. I walked into the hotel arranged by Giro, then tidied up the things I carried with me and fell down to sleep. The bed was not as comfortable as a Zhibu home, and it was much smaller, but without that luxurious and imposing atmosphere, I felt much more comfortable.

No dreams all night...

When I got up the next day, I turned on my phone and saw that Jibu sent a text message, "Yeah, are you, a not-so-gorgeous guy, very poor? Forget it, you can finish it early."

Then there was Buji's text message, "I heard that Qianye went to Qianye to shoot a photo album. Remember to send us the photos you come out at that time."

Finally, there were a few missed calls, all of which were from Fuji and Jibu. It seemed that they had not made the call, so they sent a text message. It would be better for me to reply. Then I sent the text message back and changed my clothes.
Chapter completed!