In Xiguan No. 2 Middle School, in the classroom of Class 9, Grade 2, when school was about to end, Yang Ruoyi had already packed her schoolbag and was preparing to leave as soon as the bell rang - mainly because she had a heavy workload tonight and she didn't have much time to waste.
But the chemistry teacher seemed to have been convinced by the students in the class. In the last five minutes, he put away the textbook in his hand and left the space with a smile for the students who were going to sing happy birthday to Yang Ruoyi!
As the song ended, the students cheered and shouted out the previous sentence with laughter. Yang Ruoyi held her face in her hands and could only repeat over and over again: "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone! Really, I don't even know it."
Know."
"Yiyi, we didn't prepare any big gifts because Xiaohui said that you won't accept gifts from everyone, but we thought we would prepare this for you. It is a blessing written by everyone." Class monitor Guo Junping sent it on behalf of the whole class.
Come up with a guest book.
"Wow, you guys are so thoughtful! Thank you, when did you write it?" Yang Ruoyi took it in surprise. Although the gift was not heavy, looking at everyone's smiles, the girl was so moved that her eyes were red.
"Actually, it's been a while recently. Didn't you skip studying in the evening? We all took advantage of this time to prepare." Guo Junping said.
Yang Ruoyi simply flipped through it and saw that it was full of classmates recalling themselves and their past events, as well as their sincere blessings for her future career as a singer.
Of course, what she likes most is the message from her deskmate Zhong Qinghui.
Zhong Qinghui talked about Yang Ruoyi's help to her in the past two years, but she did not joke about it like other classmates. She just warmly wished her deskmate that she would be able to take the art exam in six months.
Perform well in school and get admitted to the university of your dreams!
Zhong Qinghui represents the majority of ordinary students who still put a lot of energy into studying and taking exams. What she sees, what she thinks, and what she hopes for are actually as simple as her blessing to Yang Ruoyi.
But Yang Ruoyi just likes such simplicity. Why doesn't she take time out from her busy work as an artist to cherish the simplest and most beautiful high school career?
"Thank you everyone, I will definitely keep it well!" Yang Ruoyi hugged the guest book and bowed gratefully to the students in the classroom.
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Yang Ruoyi finished school at 5:30 in the afternoon, but she ran out of the crowded school gate and boarded her father's car. By the time Tang Wenfei also hurried over, it was already almost 5:50!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my teacher is dragging the class, it's really..." Tang Wenfei ran so fast that she couldn't breathe evenly, and then a good girl like her couldn't help but apologize and complain.
"It's okay, it's still early! We went there too early, and we can't start the live broadcast right away." Yang Han calmly and calmly started the car and comforted the two girls with a smile while driving.
What kind of big scene has your old father never seen? He knows that no matter how urgent the matter is, we have to stay calm.
"I still have to change clothes, put on makeup, and eat. I wonder if there will be a traffic jam on the way!" Yang Ruoyi said worriedly, "It starts at 7:30, and it will probably be more than 7 o'clock when we get there!"
There is definitely a traffic jam. It is now the evening rush hour in Yangcheng. Yang Han's car stopped not long after driving. There is still some distance from the traffic light, but the traffic has already formed a long queue!
"Just in time, hey, I brought you food." Yang Han struggled to pull out a blue insulation bag from the footrest of the empty passenger seat, and then took out two items that both Yang Ruoyi and Tang Wenfei were familiar with.
He handed a stainless steel insulated rice pail to the back and said with a smile, "I drove this car here today just to let you eat in the car."
Yang Han did not drive the car he usually drives today, but drove an MPV nanny car. Yang Ruoyi and the others were also familiar with it. He opened the small table behind the front seat back, which was similar to the small table on a high-speed rail plane.
They can place their insulated rice pails on it very smoothly.
Although it was still a little cramped, the two girls did not complain and quickly opened the rice bucket and started eating with spoons.
Because her father's calm tone sounded confident, Yang Ruoyi's anxious mood gradually eased. She and her friends ate and chatted.
"If I had known that my teacher would take so long, I should have let you go first. I'll take a taxi and go there. Our show doesn't start so early anyway! It was Yiyi who sang solo in front of you."
Tang Wenfei was still blaming herself.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't my dad say that it won't take more than ten minutes?" Yang Ruoyi comforted, "The most important thing is that we have to calm down and strive to give the best performance!"
"Okay!" Tang Wenfei clenched her fists and cheered herself up, "I will try not to sing the wrong words tonight. Hey, this time Uncle Yang gave us a nice song, but I don't know why my tongues often fight.
"
"It's okay, you just need to get familiar with it a few more times, and don't sing any more "Ouch Yoo Magic"." Yang Ruoyi laughed.
"Oh, don't be like this. You keep repeating the parts I sang wrong. I finally formed a muscle memory. Don't make it wrong again for you." Tang Wenfei scolded.
"Hehe, by the way, Dad. I wanted to ask you before, and many people on the Internet are also asking, you always ask me to sing with Feifei, do you want us to form a group?" Yang Ruoyi's eyes rolled.
Turn around and ask the dad in front.
"It's up to you." Yang Han said slowly while switching between stepping on the accelerator and braking, following the car in front of him.
"What does it mean to look at us?" Yang Ruoyi asked confused.
Tang Wenfei also looked at Uncle Yang in front of her eagerly, and the spoon in her hand stopped. She was still very concerned about her future arrangements, unlike Yang Ruoyi, who could ask questions while continuing to eat.
"It's just whether you two sisters want to form a group, release a few records, and then hold concerts together! Yiyi, you will be released from Wind Girl in a few months. Do you want to go solo or do you want to go solo?
If you want to form a group with Feifei, the decision-making power rests with you, I won't make the decision for you." Yang Han said with a smile.
Before Yang Han finished speaking, he added: "However, whether you can get this combination or not, it actually doesn't matter."
"What do they mean?" Yang Ruoyi asked puzzledly.
"Whether you start this group or not, Feifei focuses on film and television dramas. Acting is your main job. As for Yiyi, you still sing and strive to become a powerful singer among our new generation. But the company
I will definitely arrange for you to interact frequently... This is not to say that the company arranges it. With this relationship, you will definitely interact frequently. I have songs that are suitable for you to sing together, and I will also let you two sing together. Yiyi is singing this one.
Feifei, let her development not be too one-dimensional." Yang Han said with a smile.
"What about me? I lead Feifei, but my development is still very single. Aren't I still focusing on singing?" Yang Ruoyi was a little confused.
"Don't you still have a variety show? Besides, in the singing field, the company has more resources. In the film and television drama circle, our company does not have such a big influence. Feifei needs your help to stay popular, so that we can get more drama appointments.
Well!" Yang Han laughed.
"Why do you feel that Feifei is your biological daughter? I feel like a tool!" Yang Ruoyi joked.
In fact, this feeling is correct. Yang Han didn't want Yiyi to be overworked, so he simply "freed up" her. However, since Tang Wenfei signed a contract with their company, Yang Han still had to have a sense of responsibility and consider her future development.
"Feifei, what do you think our group should be called?" Yang Ruoyi ignored the father who cheated her daughter, and turned to discuss with Tang Wenfei enthusiastically.
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A few minutes after seven o'clock, Yang Ruoyi finally arrived at the company. Wen Xixi, who was guarding downstairs of the company, also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Yang Ruoyi and the others to put on makeup and change clothes.
However, while they were putting on makeup, there was a burst of cheers from the corridor outside.
"Sister Qianqian, what happened?" Yang Ruoyi sat on the chair and couldn't move her head. She could only ask curiously.
Wen Xixi, who poked her head out to take a look, smiled and said, "Nothing, just your cake has arrived. It's huge and beautiful!"
cake?
Yang Ruoyi's eyebrows, which were still smiling and curved, slightly condensed.
"Really? Sister Qianxi, do you have any photos? I want to see them?" It sounded very good, and Tang Wenfei couldn't sit still.
"Then I'll take a picture for you!" Wen Xixi said with a smile, "No, it's not you. Yiyi can't see it yet, I want to leave you a surprise!"