Chapter 76: Still a High School Senior

Why can't people get along without being so worldly and utilitarian?

Lu Yan He's mood is restless.

Recording a show with these few people today can be considered the most unforgettable night since he came to this world.

Lu Yan He's mood is a bit unhappy, but as soon as he went out and saw the picture of Li Zhibai and Yan Liang looking at him through the car window, that unhappiness was swept away.

He ran down the steps and got into the car.

"Why did you come to pick me up?" Lu Yan He smiled, "Good friends."

Yan Liang said: "Li Zhibai said you might not be able to get a taxi late at night, so he came to pick you up."

Li Zhibai hummed and said: "Has nothing to do with me, it's Yan Liang who kept asking why you haven't come back. If I didn't come out, I don't know how long he would have nagged. I had to drag him over."

Lu Yan He nodded solemnly, "Say whatever you want, I am very moved, thank you two big brothers."

"Get lost." Li Zhibai scoffed, "Let's go."

He released the handbrake, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and drove onto the road.

It really is midnight.

The pitch-black night is illuminated by the city's night lights, as hazy as a mirage.

Lu Yan He yawned, "Sleepy."

"Of course sleepy, you only slept for a few hours yesterday, and stayed up late again today." Li Zhibai said, "You might as well ask for leave tomorrow morning and have a good rest."

"Can't ask for leave, it's already September, the college entrance exam is coming in a few days, the pressure is huge, I don't dare to ask for a day off."

"Are you really planning to go to college through the college entrance exam?"

"Otherwise, what am I working hard for every day?" Lu Yan He sighed, "I don't have any other path to walk."

"You've already received an invitation to record a show, work on this side should be able to increase slowly, right?" Yan Liang said.

"I don't hold this hope. If the company really felt I could borrow this east wind to become popular, why would I record a show without a driver or assistant, all needing me to be self-reliant?" Lu Yan He smiled lightly, "I have to be rational, I can't daydream."

Yan Liang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but it seemed he really didn't know what to say in this situation. After hesitating for a while, he gave up and closed his mouth again.

"You've changed like a different person this month. How come, did that fall into the water really wake you up?"

"Pretty much."

"That's also good, then your fall into the water was worth it." Li Zhibai nodded and praised.

"Hehe."

Lu Yan He closed his eyes and laughed.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly had a sense of reality at this moment, a sense of reality for this world.

He sat in Li Zhibai's car, talking to them, and actually had a feeling of ease.

Whether it's Li Zhibai or Yan Liang, they bypassed his guard and precaution against this world. I don't know when, but they were accepted by him unknowingly.

Thus, he admitted with peace of mind that he had changed like a different person this month, no longer guilty and nervous, and smiled indifferently.

"You two work hard, don't get eliminated, I don't want to spend another three years adapting to others being my roommates." Li Zhibai said.

Yan Liang: "I want to too."

Because of hair gel and foundation, Lu Yan He couldn't sleep directly and had to wash it clean before sleeping.

Sleepy to death, eyelids heavy as if hanging lead blocks, fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

That night, in a sleepy dream, he saw himself standing on the stage singing, singing easily, freely, not nervous at all, completely enjoying the stage. The audience under the stage sang with him, as if everyone could sing his songs.

He indulged in this unreal dream bubble, and then was attacked by a pattering rain in his dream.

The colorful stage was overlapped by mottled shadows.

He woke up suddenly and sat up.

What time is it?!

Why hasn't the alarm gone off yet?!

Lu Yan He turned to look out the window, it was dark, and the rain was really falling.

I don't know what happened, it has been raining in the morning recently.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was just past six, and there was still half an hour before the alarm went off.

He originally adjusted the alarm originally set for six to half an hour later, wanting to sleep a little longer, but didn't expect that his biological clock had already been developed. Even if he stayed up so late, it didn't affect him waking up with a splitting headache like a hangover.

He swayed down from the bed to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When he came out, he, with dull eyes and a chicken-nest head, was seen by Yan Liang coming out of the room, and received a sincere thumb up.

"You are awesome." Yan Liang's throat was hoarse.

Lu Yan He yawned and complained about himself: "Self-inflicted."

Hair touched a little water, tried hard to comb a few times, and finally it wasn't so fried.

Just leave it like that.

Lu Yan He went out with an umbrella.

Everything as usual.

Still taking the bus to school, the show recording belonging to the artist last night has passed, and he is still this high school senior who tries hard to avoid the morning rush hour every day.

Thinking that there is another show to record tomorrow night, Lu Yan He felt tired all over.

This was just one recording, and it felt like a big hammer hit him hard. If it continues for a long time, he feels he will collapse.

But the opportunity really came, can he make a trade-off?

Rationality at this time is always difficult to overcome his greed for wanting both fish and bear's paw.

It can only be said that fortunately, tomorrow's show is a workplace observation show, no rehearsal, and doesn't need him to record for a long time. Recording in the afternoon, it can be finished by six or seven in the evening. The whole process only needs to watch some workplace survival clips of ordinary people in the shed, make reactions, and express some thoughts, which is relatively simple.

If it were still a show that needed preparation and rehearsal, he really didn't know how to do it.

Arriving at school, Lu Yan He took out his English notebook, went through the knowledge points and new vocabulary he organized in the past two days, and went to review the geography climate knowledge points he organized before.

Liberal arts have a very significant feature. These knowledge points must be gone through again and again, otherwise, with his lack of early accumulation, he memorized them that night, and forgot them the next day. If he didn't really understand them, it was pure rote memorization.

It was He Lan who told him in the livestream room that these points in the three comprehensive liberal arts subjects must be looked at, memorized, and then understood again and again, and those things will slowly build into a logical framework.

Many science students feel that liberal arts have no logic. Lu Yan He also had this impression before, but to get a high score, you actually have to understand the logic in it.

For example, the main reasons for the demise of each dynasty, why they became the main reasons, and why the main reasons for the demise of each dynasty are different, and how the differences are produced? Why are there these differences, and what are the economic elements, political elements, and cultural elements that form these differences?

Lu Yan He was organizing while pondering, and slowly felt some interesting places, no longer simple, boring historical records. ===== CHAPTER 77 =====

Lu Yan He was organizing and pondering at the same time, and slowly he began to feel some interesting aspects; it was no longer just simple, dry historical records.