Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist

After lunch, Song Bai didn't see Sardin coming out again, so he asked his assistant and said he had just left.

Isn't it just to feed you a carrot, as for what!

Song Bai rushed down with the lunch box in his hand. The employees who came back from lunch in the cafeteria were taken aback and stepped back one after another to make way for the president.

Going straight down from the elevator, going around the corridor, seeing that Sadin had just pushed open the glass door, and then Song Bai was hit by someone.

He was wearing a courier suit, holding a pile of high courier boxes and spilling them all over the floor.

"What's the matter with you, don't look at the road..."

Song Bai didn't have time to pay attention to him, stood up from the ground, and ran to the door, only to see that Sardin had just gotten into the car and left, and only the white sunlight was left, making him dizzy.

Hey, just one step later. Song Bai was annoyed.

Had to go back. When he turned around, a hat was blown from the wind to the glass door and snapped on it. The wind was still whistling, the hat was blocked by the glass door, and the fabric squeaked and screamed.

You don't have to think about it to know that it must be Sardin who saw him chasing after him, and when he was in a hurry, his hat was pushed out by the door.

Song Bai burst out laughing, is he a carrot, making Sadin so anxious.

He casually put his hat on his head, pushed open the door, and walked in gracefully.

Passing by the front desk, the front desk glanced at the hat and thought it was the assistant who delivered the meal. First, why did you come back after lunch time? When I looked up, I realized that it was the president, and looked at the hat and stuttered: "This, this is not the assistant's..."

Song Bai was in a good mood. He leaned against the front desk and pointed at his hat, "This is not an assistant, it's my female monarch."

Leaving casually.

Leaving the front wind cluttered.

What Song Bai didn't know was that when the front desk reacted, he immediately spread the news in the office group. Before going to work in the afternoon, the entire company knew about the boss lady delivering meals.

Song Bai walked through the corridor. On the opposite side was a familiar figure, with a chubby figure and a round face, who was not Huayu.

Huaiyu's eyes lit up when he saw him.

Song Bai saw Huaiyu, his back was cold, he flicked to the side, lowered his hat, and wrote "I don't know you, I'm just a passerby."

As if he couldn't see it, Huaiyu was very excited: "I said who it was just now, it turned out to be you! I just took over the film for half a month, and I didn't even know you were working in Tianyu. It turns out that Tianyu is under the Song family. What did I say..."

"It's me, what's the matter?" Unable to hide it, Song Bai simply took off his hat and glanced at his watch, "I have a regular meeting in a while. If you have something to do, ask my secretary to make an appointment." Today's meeting has just ended. , the one interrupted by Sardinian.

Huaiyu was used to being cheeky, and laughed: "It's just a matter of two sentences."

Song Bai's body remained indifferent: "Give you a minute."

Always be ready to walk away. Huaiyu is too chatty, and I can chat with him until I don't know when.

Huaiyu: "Song Bai, school starts the day after tomorrow, have you prepared for the make-up exam? I heard that the teacher of the customs class will personally invigilate the exam..."

"..." Song Bai, a social man who had graduated a few years ago, completely forgot that he still had to go to school.

Huaiyu: "...you didn't forget it, did you?"

How could Song Bai admit it! Not moving like a mountain; "I knew it earlier, why are you talking about this?"

Huaiyu cried and mourned: "What can I do, my customs class also failed last semester, and the make-up exam was started. My classmates said that the teacher was very strict in proctoring the exam, and there were still a lot of knowledge points. I don't think you are worried at all. Did you have it long ago? Recruited?" He smiled flatteringly.

Just like one of his roommates, he dreamed of getting high marks without studying hard, and he was panicked when he was about to take an exam.

Song Bai was careful not to let the hat wrinkle, and his voice was still cold: "Work hard, taking shortcuts is harmful to yourself."

Turning around and leaving, his back is like the dean, majestic and just.

Huaiyu seemed to be greatly encouraged, "People don't panic if they haven't studied for a year, but I'm panicking! The big deal is that I'll be fighting for a few days!"

…

Kyoto Tianfu, at the foot of Tianfu Mountain.

Fengji walked up the hillside, glanced at the unremarkable three-story wooden villa, and whistled happily.

It didn't cost him to bypass the bodyguards, three vicious dogs, and climb over a private orange grove to come here.

He came to the door, looked left and right, took out a pair of iron wires and inserted it into the keyhole skillfully. He was lowering his head and leaning over to listen to the sound, only to hear a sudden, emotionless voice from the other side.

"There's no one in that room."

"No one? You didn't say it earlier." Fengji didn't feel embarrassed at all, he put away the wire, turned around and followed Sheng An who was pushing the wheelchair. As soon as he entered the living room, he immediately sat down on the sofa carelessly.

"Your sofa is still comfortable and big enough!" Fengji had already completely slumped into the sofa.

Sheng An is Fengji's classmate. Even though Sheng An is three years younger than him, he is a genius who has skipped grades since he was a child. Although he can't compare to his younger brother, he is famous in the aristocratic family circle for being stern and serious, and he values ​​the rules. The old man who is not old is a virtuous man. Today, he didn't even frown and call him "unruly". Fengji was a little uncomfortable and got up: "Have you lost your love?"

Sheng An's hand pouring tea stopped in mid-air, and his heart was stuffy, "Don't say it if you don't know it."

Fengji found the New World, and put his hands on the sofa: "You still say things outside the rules!"

"Young people should look young." Looking at Sheng An's tea, he disliked it: "Drinking tea all day long, old-fashioned."

After another flash: "Where's the female worm who made tea for you? Why didn't you see it, he made coffee very good..."

With a crisp thud, the teacup with water hit the ground, and the shards fell to pieces.

Fengji which pot is not opened to mention which pot! Sheng An's face was faintly gloomy, "He has a mission."

Okay, Fengji understands that the male is losing his temper. Just like his male father, he didn't say anything when he lost his temper, and waited for others to hit his powder keg before it exploded.

Heart black. He pouted and took out a stack of documents: "Come on, sign it."

Sheng An turned over and was surprised: "Are you coming to Beijing University to be a specially invited teacher?"

Although the head of the Sheng family is still in place, the director of the Sheng family of Beijing University has been ceded to Sheng An. Teachers from outside the stars like Fengji must have the signature of a director.

Thinking of Sheng An's student days, "If you are a teacher, what will your students be tossed into?" Throwing it away, "I don't sign."

Fengji didn't expect that he would refuse, and hurriedly caught it, something fell to the ground. Sheng An almost didn't smile when he saw it.

It was a bunch of wigs, and Fungi, a bald, shiny, bald head.

Fengji: "What are you laughing at? Haven't seen Interstellar Trend?"

Sheng An pierced him mercilessly: "Go and provoke Sardin again."

He must have used something to trick his younger brother, but he was killed by Sardin.

Sheng An rarely felt better, "If you want to be a teacher, give me a reason first."

Fengji: "What reason do you need, but not interested?"

Sheng An only looked at him.

"The reason," Fungi said, pulling on the wig, "After so many years, it's time for me and Sardin to decide a winner or loser, don't you think?"

He gave Sheng An a wink.

Sheng An turned his face away in disgust, trying to seduce his younger brother Xiongzhu, and he said it in such a high-sounding manner that it was shameless.

"Let's go, I won't sign the document." He wouldn't say anything to sign it for such a child's play.

"Hey! Don't, it's not enough, I'll tell you a few more..."

Sheng An thought he was making a lot of noise, so he turned and left, pressing the button on the wheelchair at the same time.

With a snap, the wooden house's mechanical hand pushed Fengji out the door.

The door rattled dozens of times, and finally gave up and walked away.

The boiling water boiled in the glass pot, and Sheng An poured the boiling water on the tea leaves, and the unique aroma of spring before the rain in March floated up.

On the 32nd day of the flat walk, my mood finally improved a little.

…

The company is busy working overtime and continuing to rush to work. Although there is a lack of a big sponsor like You Shi and a big platform like Kyoto Satellite TV, but for some reason, the company is still busy, and there is no distress at all.

Feili reported to Song Bai, "Because the program has not yet aired, there are many investors in small and medium-sized enterprises, and three suitable ones have been screened, which is enough to make up for You's lack of investment. The procurement leaders of the several radio stations that came here are not local. Broadcasting is a paid channel, and the audience is still limited.” Although the third promotional video is well-known on the forum, the buyers of the radio station don’t look at how much traffic you attract on the Internet, they want something that is absolutely possible fire. The evaluation of Song's new variety show is very conservative.

So, now we are caught in a dilemma, the high ones don't look down on them, and the low ones don't look down on them.

Fei Li put down the document: "President, the post-production is almost finished, which channel are you optimistic about?"

The company has been fascinated with self-confidence recently, and the personnel department has also recruited a group of new people optimistically. Feili really can't stand it, but he can't bear to break it. But this question, the people below don't consider it, the one above him has to consider it.

In the past, when the project just started production, the channel was found there. Now such a promising project has been unable to find a platform for a long time, Feili is really worried and can't sleep at night.

Song Bai flipped through the information on these radio stations, and pushed it from a distance: "It's not good."

Fei Li had expected this answer, "But we have to make a decision, President, now is not the time to be more serious, something is better than nothing."

Song Bai: "Actually, there is a better choice in front of you all the time."

Felix: "?"

All the radio stations that can be reached are listed here, where are there other options?

"Online platform."

"!" Fei Li exclaimed: "Internet, how about making a fuss? Only shanzhai shows go to that kind of unpopular video website!"

Song Bai seemed to have expected it long ago, got up and took out a stack of documents from the back and threw it in front of Fei Li, "This is a survey of online video website traffic in the past ten years. It is more powerful than ever.”

"No, no, how is this possible..." Fei Li's expression gradually changed from disbelief to doubt.

After a long while, he put down the document and frowned deeply: "President, are you really going to gamble our company's fate on this kind of unpopular online video station?"

This matter, he thought about it since Kyoto Satellite TV refused. There is also a reason why the Internet has been underdeveloped for many years. Countless people only regard it as a tool for daily gossip, unaware of the huge potential behind it. Song Bai, who witnessed the development of the Internet at Bluestar in his previous life, naturally knew it deeply.

"It's not a gamble, Feili," Song Bai looked at the distant sky, high and vast, and his voice came: "That is the future, the future of Insect Star."

Fei Li pursed her lower lip, still disbelieving in her heart, but after all, this variety show was supported and directed by Song Bai, and with the trust that came from somewhere, there was no longer any objection.

…

When Feili exited, Song Baishuai only took three seconds. The next moment he turned on the terminal projection, and the university educational system displayed exactly his personal information interface.

After not being a student for several years, who would have thought that he would start school in three days and have an exam in a week? ?

Because Song's husband was injured in a car accident, he came to see the original owner. The original owner and his parents had a deep relationship with freedom. At that time, the original owner was approaching the exam. It was only under the dissuasion of his brother Allen that he replaced the school with a suspension.

Therefore, there is no final exam logically, and the school has postponed it until the end of the suspension period.

There was only one week left, and although Song Bai had confidence in his own mind, there was still one person who troubled him.

In the examination arrangement column, in addition to a long list of make-up examinations, the last compulsory public course is the most eye-catching:

Exam Name: Insect Star Customs (2)

Invigilator: Sheng An.

Insect Star Customs is a compulsory course for the first two years, which means that he will have to learn from this man when he starts school.

Given the degree of Sheng An's protection of Ping, how could he not think about it and provoke him with Naping?

Song Bai fell into deep thought.