Chapter 96
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"Okay, you guys go look at the equipment. I have to cheer for Yanran. He has been practicing dancing and singing these days. Tomorrow is the audition. I have to accompany my son."
Li Yueru laughed.
Lan Enron suddenly remembered that she had to keep an eye on the girls group tomorrow. It was not as exciting as those handsome guys.
Hospital.
Fatso and Zhao Ming were already waiting at the back door of the hospital.
"Ming Ming, stop reading. Have you rehearsed your lines?"
Fatso was bored and said.
"En."
Zhao Ming gave a simple response and continued to read.
"Look at you. You are a computer genius. Why do you read philosophy every day? It's so boring."
Fatso teased. He had a headache whenever he read. He really didn't know how this bookworm could continue reading.
"Then what do you think is interesting? Recommend it to me?"
Zhao Ming asked with interest.
"You've asked the right person. Have you seen Jin Ping Mei? There are pictures and facts. When I am bored, I read it to pass the time. It's very interesting. I can't understand the ancient text. There is a translation. Why don't you try? "
Fatso raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Ming. He said with a wicked smile.
"Get lost!"
Zhao Ming looked at him with disdain and turned to the other side to read.
"Tsk! Boring. "
As soon as the voice fell, Lan Enron brought Lan Tingyun to the back door.
"Dad, this is my classmate Zhao Ming."
Lan Enron introduced.
As soon as Zhao Ming saw them, he immediately stood up and closed the book with a smile.
"Hello, Uncle Lan."
Lan Tingyun looked at Zhao Ming from head to toe. He was lean and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He had a buzz cut and held a philosophy book in his hand. He must be a top student.
Lan Tingyun said with a smile.
"You like philosophy? Young man, you are not simple. Are you Zhao Ming's father?"
Lan Tingyun praised and looked at Fatso with a smile.
Fatso was stunned. Was he that old?
"Dad, he is a porter."
Lan Anran stifled a laugh.
Fatso was helpless. He didn't even deserve to have a name.
"Sorry, let me take a look at this batch of equipment."
Lan Tingyun looked apologetic. He walked to a pile of boxes and nodded.
"It's really good stuff. Young man, your family is selling these cheaply? I heard from you, An Ran, that your family sold it cheaply because you couldn't do it anymore? "
Lan Tingyun asked.
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