"Average, average."

Zhao Changan was modest and lit a cigarette.

"Buzz~"

Then Chu Yourong's phone vibrated again. She took it out of her bag, took a look at it, and pressed the answer button.

"Yourong, where are you?"

The voice of a young man sounded very standard in Mandarin, but it still sounded a little strange to Zhao Changan's ears.

It's like a foreigner speaking Chinese. No matter how fluently he speaks, he can always hear something awkward.

"Mingzhu, what's the matter? You're dead without me."

Chu Yourong's voice was calm.

"The matter has been resolved, you can participate in the interview and selection normally, -"

"No, I give up. That's it. I want to rest for a while and stop calling. Hang up."

After saying that, Chu Yourong hung up the phone.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Changan felt that this was Chu Yourong's purpose of looking for him today, and under the current circumstances, even to be polite, he should ask with 'concern'.

"nothing?"

Chu Yourong seemed to 'don't want to say'.

"Lu Lan has to wait for a while, just pass the time."

"Actually, nothing happened. I just signed up for the Jinling Division of the Third National Host Competition, but the reviewers there said that I was a writer and wanted to disqualify me from the interview."

"Fake?"

After hearing this, Zhao Changan found it difficult to understand: "Isn't it true that as long as you are an individual, you can participate?"

"Age 18-50 years old, have a good image, good health, no illegal or disciplinary records, a bachelor's degree or above (including third-year college students or above), love the job of TV host, and be able to communicate proficiently in Mandarin Chinese

,comminicate."

Chu Yourong didn't mention the fourth one, because that one didn't need to be said at all.

"What part of this can be faked?"

Zhao Changan was even more confused when he heard this.

"I signed up at the end of August, before I was a junior in college at that time."

"Ah, that's okay. Isn't this nit-picking?"

Zhao Changan asked in surprise: "You can still play like this."

"I'm just nit-picking. I forgot what day August the registration time is, and the deadline is September 8th. I initially planned to register before the 8th, but the deputy director who recruited me to the TV station said that it would be fine if I signed up a few days earlier. As soon as school started, I

I'm busy, so why bother? He called me after five o'clock the day before yesterday and said that this matter is very serious. If the review team sends a letter to the school, the school will definitely impose sanctions and record it in the file."

At this point, Chu Yourong's beautiful face could no longer hold back the expressions of anger, disgust, and contempt.

"What does he want to do?"

Zhao Changan felt that the word "gan" was a bit ungraceful, so he changed his explanation: "What conditions did he put forward."

Chu Yourong glanced at Zhao Changan, making Zhao Changan feel that she wanted to scold him.

He said a little sarcastically: "This old stick!" and then asked in confusion: "Don't this old guy know your background?"

"What do I know about you, Zhao Changan?"

Chu Yourong asked back.

If it were a different man, he would probably be very interested in having sex with a beautiful girl like Chu Yourong.

Let’s talk about the issue of “bottom” or “bottom”.

However, Zhao Changan is surrounded by many stunning and stunning beauties now, and he has already developed a strong immunity. Otherwise, Zhao Changan would not be moved if the female music student the night before yesterday tried to get him a room with a resentful look on her face.

On the contrary, Tong Xiaoyu and Sun Yiyang, two perverted scoundrels, treat women as their ancestors, and will be cold-blooded as long as they are beautiful.

So Zhao Changan asked directly: "How did you get an internship at the TV station? Who was the man who settled things for you just now?"

"The deputy director was a visiting professor hired from outside our department. He came to me and told me that there was an internship opportunity and asked me if I could go."

Chu Yourong smiled, his voice a little cold: "I have always regarded him as a noble and upright teacher. It turns out that no matter how upright I regard him, he is actually disgusting. As for that man, he has always been

They all have a strong ambition to replace his eldest brother and become the heir to the Sanyu Group. Do you think Bangzi will allow the heir to the Sanyu Group to marry a Chinese girl? And she is a pretty Chinese girl with no money or power.

."

"They are lucky to be able to marry little Bangzi, and they really don't deserve it!"

Zhao Changan was also a little angry.

"Being emotional has no meaning and cannot solve any problems."

Chu Yourong said calmly: "I don't have the habit of being someone's lover."

"What if he can't take it? I mean, put aside those boring self-esteem, stubbornness, and seriousness, and be realistic, you two will be fine."

"I don't love him. He can't be the chairman of Sanyu Group. Why should I wrong myself?"

"Uh~, you can't be a good person, but you can still be very rich."

"Since I can earn enough money to live without worries through my own efforts, why should I do it for someone I don't love, and it's just his money."

Zhao Changan understood what Chu Yourong meant, which was that only when that stickman became the chairman of Sanyu Group, and at least the first in line to succeed him, would she fall in love with her and then talk about marriage.

But if this kid wants to become the chairman of the Sanyu Group or the first heir, he can't marry a Chinese girl with no money and power like Chu Yourong.

So there is no solution.

Zhao Changan looked at Chu Yourong curiously, wanting to ask her who she loved.

"roll!"

Chu Yourong only glanced at Zhao Changan and knew what he was thinking. She cursed angrily, then paused for a few seconds and said, "No!"

"The deputy director doesn't know that Bangzi is chasing you?"

"Do you think that for celebrities like you, who are surrounded by scandals, if you say a word to any girl, you might be in the gossip newspapers tomorrow?"

"I'm in the same room with you now."

Zhao Changan’s kind reminder.

"It's okay, you haven't released a new song in the past few months, and you have been having scandals with too many beautiful girls. The audience is tired of it, and the popularity has passed."

"Haha~"

Zhao Changan estimated that Lu Lan was about to finish taking a shower, so he asked Chu Yourong directly: "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything. Even if you didn't listen to what Jin Shengyu said on the phone, it's all solved."

"But you also said you gave up."

"Yes, his method of threatening me was to notify the school and record it in the file. Now that I can continue to participate in interviews, it means that there is no problem with the review. For me, there will be many opportunities in the future."

"Sister Yourong, since you are the teacher's daughter, there is no need for us to have sex with each other. What do you want me to do?"

Chu Yourong was silent for a moment and turned his head to look out the window: "I'm not willing to give in."

It's just that I'm not willing to give up my opportunity just because of a shameless old man, and I'm not willing to accept Jin Shengyu's help that I simply can't accept.

Although he has helped suppress the audit fraud incident.

"I'm not very familiar with the TV department here, but I can find someone, but you have to wait, and I can't guarantee it."

"There are five divisions in total, in addition to Jinling and Zhengshi."

Now Zhao Changan finally understood everything.

"Okay, I'll call you and ask."

It was almost three o'clock at this time, and Shan Qiang would get up if she had time to take a nap.

"Chang'an."

"Sister, the daughter of one of my teachers, Chu Yourong, is a junior majoring in journalism at Jinling University. She wants to participate in the third national host competition. She applied for the Jinling competition before, but there was a problem. I don't know."

"Okay, I am one of the judges."

Shan Qiang on the phone didn't wait for Zhao Changan to finish what she said before she answered in the affirmative: "But can she send photos of the form as soon as possible? She knows what is needed and it is best to give it to me before Monday."

That is to say, it must be delivered to Shan Qiang before Sunday. It is definitely not possible to send it by mail, but Zhao Changan happens to be leaving for Makino tomorrow.
Chapter completed!