Seeing An Yi nodding in response, Yang Xue immediately smiled sweetly, which made An Yi feel fooled.

Sure enough, Yang Xue said next: "Quan is all Feiyang Advertising Company responsible for this matter, right? The manager is called Du Qiang? Actually, I have already signed up, and Du Qiang also said that I have chosen me."

An Yi slapped her forehead and asked, "You must emphasize that you and I are friends? Otherwise, no matter how good your conditions are, Du Qiang would not dare to be so sure."[bsp;    Yang Xue pursed her lips and smiled. She was very helpful for An Yi's words to praise her beauty. Of course, the happiest thing is to make An Yi fool.

An Yi had no choice but to shake his head and said, "You can speak Japanese? This is a main requirement. After all, the spokesperson is going to go abroad to participate in publicity activities. By the way, there is no restriction on your going abroad? In fact, you really don't have to do this."

Yang Xue raised her head and looked very proud: "I specialize in Japanese, of course I can do it. There is no restriction on going abroad. I said just now that my family actually doesn't care about me, of course, the premise is that I am willing."

It seems that Mr. Wang loves this granddaughter to the core and wants to give her the most relaxed growth environment, but he never thought that he would look like this, right? An Yi shook his head.

"Okay, since you are determined to be this spokesperson, I can't stop you, but there are some things that are ahead. If you can't meet my requirements, I'm sorry, you will still be eliminated. I hope you understand this."

When she turned around, she called Luo Kedi and asked him for his opinion. An Yi made up her mind and asked Luo Kedi to find a solution, preferably let their family take Yang Xue away, so that it would be over. However, if it was really like what Yang Xue said, her family didn't care, and it wouldn't be unacceptable to let her be the spokesperson. There would be many benefits. But An Yi didn't want to take this risk before she figured out her family's attitude.

After the matter was finished, Anyi got up and said that there was something to deal with, and Yang Xue didn't stop him. Anyi turned around and walked out of the elegant room. She seemed to be able to feel her gaze sweeping like clear eyes on her back. This felt really stressful. I hope it was just a young lady's sudden curiosity and a trick under boredom. She would quit by herself after a long time.

After coming out of the teahouse, An Yi immediately took out his brother and called Luo Kedi. He simply said Yang Xue's affairs. Before he could complain, Luo Kedi had already burst into laughter.

Who are these people? An Yi was speechless: "Hey, it's okay if you don't help, why are you happy like this? Can my headache make you feel very comfortable?"

Luo Kedi was so angry that he was breathless. The phone was filled with the sound of his breathing. After a while, he said, "Haha, Yang Xue is just bored. You should take care of it. When she feels no longer interested, it will naturally disappear. It was always like this before, and no one will blame you. Haha."

An Yi hung up the phone at that time, too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy anymore, and gloating, probably she was still laughing at this time, right? Since she knew that their family would not object, she would just think about it again, and she would just let Yang Xue harm the Sunrise people, so that at least the impact would be smaller in China. Moreover, she looked so good that she would harm the country and the people, and it would be a waste not to make good use of it.

An Yi continued to send a paging to Lin Xiaolin. Listening to Lin Xiaolin's crisp silver bell-like laughter on the phone, his mood suddenly became relaxed, as if the sky was clearer and clearer. Speaking of which, Lin Xiaolin is the best pistachio.

Now Lin Xiaolin happens to have nothing to do in the school, so she made an appointment to wait for her at the gate of Dongda University. An Yi drove straight to Dongshan University and saw her at the gate of the school.

Today, Lin Xiaolin was wearing a tight black wool sweater in a sky blue jeans and a red sports jacket in her hand. When she heard the sound of the comfortable car horn, she jumped over happily, with a small hair that was short and only shoulder-she drifting back and forth, and a bright and cheerful smile on her face.

Lin Xiaolin opened the car door and came in, looked at An Yi with a smile and said, "How is it? Have you finished your work? I've been afraid that you will be distracted these days and I didn't dare to find you."

An Yi reached out and took her and kissed her gently, and said gratefully: "Thank you Xiaolin, you are the most obedient. Today I happened to have time, so I will come to accompany you."

Lin Xiaolin pouted and kissed Anyi, and laughed happily when she heard his words, but her dexterous pupils turned and said, "I'm good? Who's not good? Are you messing with women again? I don't teach you a lesson."

An Yi was about to sweat. Although Lin Xiaolin was young and the quirky one was the smartest, she hurriedly crossed the topic with words and asked her what happened last time.

Lin Xiaolin didn't care either. She turned her eyes and smiled and asked An Yi: "Do you know what the article Rujun wrote? She must have not told you, right? Hehe."

Anyi was also curious when she heard this and asked Xiao Rujun, but she just smiled and didn't say anything, so Anyi didn't ask in detail.

"The content of her article is about spiritual civilization construction, emphasizing that even if you focus on the economy, you cannot relax the guidance of spiritual civilization. If you focus on money, you will inevitably have bad social impact. And you will criticize the current social admiration for foreigners and the idea of ​​relying on the help of foreigners to build a country... These are all the content you talked about last time, and she felt a little embarrassed. Haha."

An Yi naturally doesn’t care, but on the contrary, she is very happy. It would be a good thing to help Xiao Rujun and to use this to attract the reflection and attention of the people, which would be the best result.

"This article was published in the 'Huaxia Daily', causing a lot of controversy. There are many debates on newspapers and TV, and the response is also strong. You haven't read these, right? The key is that you are too busy and you must pay attention to your health. Making money is not very important."

Lin Xiaolin was beating her mind, and the theme in her words would change at any time, but her full of concern moved Anyi to hear it. She gently hugged her and kissed her again. She was intimate for a while. After all, this place was still in front of the East Gate, and it was not a safe place. Anyi let go of Lin Xiaolin to take her to dinner.

"Xiaolin, what's the matter with me?" An Yi carefully helped Lin Xiaolin remove the fish bones and put them in the dish in front of her.

The small yellow croaker, a specialty of this spring, is delicious and tender, but there are too many fish bones. However, as long as the cooking method is superb, you only need to remove the larger fish bones in the middle. Other small fish bones can be eaten directly, and the taste is particularly delicious.

"Wait a minute, I'll talk about it after eating the fish. This kind of fish must be eaten while it's hot." Lin Xiaolin buried her head and ate it hard, just like a little cat with fishy fish. Besides, when eating, she always concentrates on her energy and can't disturb her anything.

An Yi smiled and handed her a napkin to wipe the oil stains on the corner of her mouth. The whole plate of small yellow croaker fell to her stomach. Lin Xiaolin put down her chopsticks and signaled to eat slowly. She said, "I'm looking for you to ask if there are any good songs? The school will hold a performance at the end of the month, but I'm going to do this performance."

An Yi was stunned: "Isn't there already 'Xiaofang'? Isn't a song enough?"

Lin Xiaolin smiled and said, "Actually enough is enough, but I want to prepare one or two more songs just in case."

An Yi scratched his head: "Creating songs is not about ordering food, so you can say that there is something." Seeing Lin Xiaolin pouting, he hurriedly said, "Since it is my Xiaolin's business, of course I have to work hard, wait, I think about it."

Lin Xiaolin started to laugh when she heard it, but she heard An Yi say that she should think about it... she can't create songs by just thinking about it. However, An Yi is different from others. There are so many wonderful ideas in her mind... Lin Xiaolin is still full of hope and confident in him.

An Yi looked like he was thinking hard and kept searching for the songs in his memory. Although he didn't have much research on pop music, he could still remember some widely circulated songs very clearly. After all, it would be played all over the streets at that time, even if you didn't deliberately learn, you could listen.

First of all, songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan cannot be used. Who knows if this is a cover song from abroad when you go abroad in the sun? You have to choose domestic songs, and they have to be from 1990s. Even if you copy them, you can't be caught in the current situation.

After thinking about it, An Yi chose one, took the bag at hand, and said while flipping, "I was fine a few days ago. I really wrote one, but I don't know where to put it... Forget it, I'll write it for you now."

Lin Xiaolin's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't believe it. Seeing An Yi taking out paper and pen seriously and starting to write, she also moved her chair to An Yi's side, leaned over and leaned on An Yi's shoulder, and whispered in her mouth: "You, my deskmate - is this the name of the song? Campus song?"

An Yi nodded with a smile, while writing, still humming softly: "Will you remember the diary you wrote tomorrow? Are you still thinking about the one you wrote tomorrow? The teachers can't remember you who once loved to cry the most. You who can't guess the problem. I also accidentally looked through photos and remembered you at the same deskmate... Who married you who was sentimental, who read your diary, who tied up your long hair, and who made wedding dresses for you..."

It was this song "You, My Deskmate". An Yi remembered it very clearly. In 1994, the song written by Gao Xiaosong and performed by Lao Lang spread all over the country. At that time, with the fresh and tactful campus style and the faint nostalgic thoughts, it aroused the softest sorrow in the hearts of young men and girls in China, and became the most popular classic song back then.

But for my Xiaolin's happiness, I had to be sorry. An Yi wrote while muttering, and in a while the whole lyrics were finished.

Lin Xiaolin snatched it in her hand like a treasure, and began to hum softly. At first, she was still intermittent, but she had peace around her. If there was something she had forgotten, let him hum again. Due to her intelligence and the simple and soothing tune of this song, she soon learned to hum and hummed it.

"This song is really nice, but I just feel sad." Lin Xiaolin sang it several times and was infected by the melody of the song and was a little unhappy.

An Yi smiled and nodded: "Can you only feel sad? As long as the melody is good, this song is OK, is it considered that I have completed the task? What reward do I have?"
Chapter completed!