Freshman Entrance Ceremony:
The leader on the stage was speaking, but Zhao Tingyu was drowsy in the audience.
"Hello everyone, I am Qin Yi, a junior in the Department of Finance. I am honored to speak on behalf of the old students."
The sound is clearer and more beautiful, catching people's ears and eyes.
"Currently, I am serving as the deputy leader of the broadcasting and hosting team..."
Looking at the man's bright red lips opening and closing on the stage, Zhao Tingyu licked the corners of his mouth and showed an unknown smile.
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Interview site:
Qin Yi finally looked up, his cold face expressionless.
He said calmly: "The aura is still relatively weak, so we will write this manuscript."
Weak breath?
Zhao Tingyu was disdainful. His vital capacity was almost 5000ml. How could he have weak breath?
Taking the manuscript paper from Qin Yi's hand, the man's fingers were beautiful and slender, his wrists were slender, and light cyan blood vessels could be seen through the porcelain white flesh.
Bear with it, Zhao Tingyu's Adam's apple is rolling, it's getting worse.
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First training:
Qin Yi sighed inwardly. Although Zhao Tingyu has a good voice and appearance, it can be seen from the interview that he has no interest in broadcasting and hosting.
There is a careless perfunctoriness from top to bottom.
Thinking of this, he looked angrily at the people around him.
Zhao Tingyu felt that the beauty was angry, and said shamelessly: "Master, are you unhappy because of me? I will try not to be late next time."
It was obviously a deep and frustrated voice, but it sounded pitiful.
Like a big, aggrieved dog.
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Broadcasting room:
Zhao Tingyu rushed towards Qin Yi and bit the delicate lips that were thinking about him day and night.
"Well..." The beauty blushed.
Is the microphone turned off? Don't make it a live broadcast!
"How is it?" Zhao Tingyu let go of him before he finished, "Is my aura still weak?"
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day