Chapter 672: Don’t Speak During Class

Yang Lingyue was blocked by Yu Jiayu, a reporter from People's Daily, whom he also met yesterday.

Yu Jiayu said with a smile: "Director Yang, let's discuss whether your speech can be extended a little or two?"

Yang Lingyue looked honored: "Of course, it's a great honor. I'm just a big reporter. Your writing style is as good as your name..."

Yu Jiayu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother, don't make trouble, I still have interview work."

Yang Lingyue said with a smile: "I'd better ask the big reporters to worry about it. I have to report my work to the leader."

Yu Jiayu was helpless: "Brother, you are not my boss yet. You ask your assistant to write it."

"Isn't it a matter of time? The news department door of Baozi Video is so tired that I'm tired of waving at you."

Yu Jiayu sighed: "Okay, who asked you to give more."

Yang Lingyue smiled, he liked this reporter so much.

Yu Jiayu, married, 28 years old, from Beijing, has a master's degree from Communication University. After graduation, he went straight to the People's Daily newspaper office and has been working for 4 years.

There is no need to say much about ability, you will naturally know it in conversation.

The reason why Yang Lingyue fell in love with her was of course not her appearance. Her husband was a college classmate and a childhood sweetheart. He currently worked in the Propaganda Department and had a bright future. But she has an unstable heart, and some people are destined not to be in the system.

After all, her current unit’s job requirements for her are: the interview content must be strict and representative, and her views and orientation must represent the interests of the organization and the broad masses of the people.

Of course, she is not a crooked butt. Maybe Yang Lingyue, a crooked butt, would draw her into the gang?

Yu Jiayu is thinking about leaving her job to work on Baozi Video after the Chinese New Year. There is no stimulation from the video website in the paper media. The most important thing is that she is also thinking about receiving the hairtail fish given out by her employer during the Chinese New Year, which is very fresh...

However, Yu Jiayu couldn't care less about his random thoughts now. He asked Yang Lingyue for his speech and returned to the media studio.

The editor requested that since the future boss was lazy, he was not allowed to turn this speech into an article, and he had to use the future boss's writing style, because the author could only write Yang Lingyue's name in the line.

Yang Lingyue is not talking nonsense, he is really reporting work to the leaders, um, the leaders of the Magic City, chatting with different leaders, talking about the Internet economy, talking about cultural economy and communication, talking about the World Expo two years later...

Yang Lan was also talking about these things, but they were talking about cultural economy, communication and the World Expo. When she heard that Yang Lingyue suggested that she be the image ambassador, she couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly. Do you need to mention it? Who else would I be?

In a blink of an eye, it's night.

Yang Lingyue still did not stay in the officially arranged hotel. After having a simple meal with a group of outstanding youth representatives, he arrived at the Yongjia Road bungalow.

The nanny, Sister Liu, lowered her head and called "Mr. Yang" when she saw him entering the room.

Yang Lingyue said "Sister Liu, thank you for your hard work", then bent down to pick up the pair of high heels at the door, and walked slowly upstairs.

Hearing the footsteps getting further away, Sister Liu raised her head and cursed in her heart: Lan Lan was going to suffer again. It took two days to pack the tattered clothes, and those clothes cost hundreds of thousands.

At first, Sister Liu thought it was Yang Lan who was looking for a newcomer to play some kind of role-playing role. Until Yang Lingyue left and went online the day before yesterday, she was shocked to death. She thought that the wedding photos in the bedroom were going to be changed.

As a result, it can only be said that the rich have a really good time.

Master bedroom on the third floor.

Yang Lan, who put on and took off the high heels on the first floor, looked at Yang Lingyue expressionlessly.

Yang Lingyue, on the other hand, looked at the large wedding photo hanging on the wall beside his bed, and couldn't get enough of it.

Finally, he looked away and looked up and down: "I still like how intellectual and elegant you were during the day. Please recover."

Yang Lan's appearance changed as expected, and she said in a very magnetic voice: "Which one is better, intellectual elegance, or a lotus tongue?"

Yang Lingyue touched her palms and sighed: "Sister Yang Lan has a brilliant literary talent, I admire her. The combination of the two is the best, um...just like you in the show."

In the following time, Yang Lan said: "Well, I have taken care of Zeng Li's identity. Well... someone will talk to her next month."

Yang Lingyue half-closed his eyes and chuckled: "This was agreed upon a long time ago."

Yang Lan frowned and stared up at him.

Yang Lingyue nodded: "Well, it looks good, just the lipstick flower."

Seeing that her face was still expressionless, Yang Lingyue said impatiently: "What's the point of being in a hurry? Do things with your heart. I told you and your husband when I was at the Liu family villa that I am from Jin Province and I speak the word "faith" most of all. "

Yang Lan nodded, shook his head and said: "Reality is always not perfect, which makes hope like a gamble, huh."

I have to admire Yang Lan for saying a lot of similar things, and he is someone who has published a book.

Yang Lingyue sighed: "Life is about being brave enough to pursue your own ideals and values."

Yang Lan was surprised: "Have you read my book?"

Yang Lingyue said nonsensically in a serious tone: "Yes, I am very touched. Without your saying, 'Foolproof means standing still,' maybe I wouldn't have been able to get to this point."

Yang Lan nodded, speechless, but stood up.

She also once said: Chinese culture disdains face-to-face praise, but in fact, sincere and moderate praise is the best social lubricant.

Turning around, he hummed and said, "Hmm, Yang Lingyue, then I can still be considered your teacher, right?"

"That's not bad if you say so. Ha, it's rare, Teacher Yang."

Yang Lan turned around and glared: "Shut up, who asked you to speak in class?"

Yang Lingyue was in a trance for a while. It is said that only those who have experienced depression and pain can give the interviewee true understanding and respect.

But he immediately changed his color and shouted angrily: "Nine-tailed fox, let me grab your tail again."

"Ah! Ha, it was clearly me who grabbed your tail."

..........

An hour later

Yang Lan smiled and said, "It's said in the circle that you like to give people nicknames. It seems to be true."

Yang Lingyue felt very frustrated and sighed, "How appropriate. Look at you. You have adapted in just three days."

Yang Lan solemnly refuted, "It was three days."

Yang Lingyue thought about it and said, "Yeah, that's right. I can't remember clearly."

Yang Lan chuckled, "Men will never understand that it is more important to open your own world than to enter the world of others."

Yang Lingyue raised his eyebrows, "Is it wide open?"

Yang Lan did not refute, but said gently, "Whether it is open or wide open, I can't control the direction and size of the wind, but I can adjust the direction of the sail to reach the other side of victory."

"Pa"

Yang Lingyue scolded, "I can't be too nice to you. You can't speak human language. Who can understand what you say?"

"Yang Lingyue, you fucking..."

Yang Lan's words were not finished yet, and his little face wrinkled instantly.