Film and TV: My Girlfriend is Xia Linxi

"Hey, did you take the wrong medicine? You're not going to ask me for help, are you?"

Wang Yang walked over and touched his forehead to see if he had a fever.

But he dodged it nimbly.

Xia Linxi's face was full of smiles, as the word "sister-in-law" really touched her heart.

Not to mention how happy I am.

"No, Boss, I'm fine. I just want to ask you for a small favor." Fang Yifan begged weakly.

After saying that, he took out some alpine grass milk from his backpack and handed it to the two of them.

Wang Yang didn't take it, but Xia Linxi accepted it happily.

Wang Yang gave Xia Linxi a blank look and said, "Girl, you are so good. I can buy you over with just a bottle of milk."

"Tell me, you are a guy who will not do anything without profit. I will try my best to help you as long as I can." Wang Yang sighed and said.

"Here's the thing, the tune you played last night was so beautiful, so I uploaded it to TikTok. I didn't expect it to go viral overnight.

300 million likes, 20 comments, and 10 reposts.

Even the Douyin operations officer was alarmed and sent me a private message asking to buy the complete copyright of your song.

Fang Yifan spoke with great emotion and opened Douyin.

Xia Linxi came forward and took a look. The harmonica playing video from last night was indeed very popular.

And the data is still rising.

She and Wang Yang don’t have Douyin.

So I had no idea about this.

"How much money do they plan to give?" Wang Yang did not refuse.

He had no intention of entering the entertainment industry. This circle was too chaotic. If he dared to go in, his parents would beat him to death.

"One million." Fang Yifan saw a classmate passing by, leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"Damn, they're just treating beggars like beggars." Wang Yang couldn't help but swear.

The students in the classroom looked over in surprise, wanting to know what was going on.

Wang Yang lowered his voice and said:

"Fang Hou'er, tell them that if they don't pay 500 million, don't even think about using my song. If they forcibly use it without my consent, I'll hire a lawyer to sue them."

MD, capitalists have a very bad conscience.

He knew that the marketing value of "The Lone Ranger" in 21 was about 10 billion.

Just give him one million, who would be embarrassed?

There is more than just TikTok. Can’t Kuaishou and NetEase Cloud Music do the same?

"No, boss, one million is too much." Fang Yifan held Wang Yang's hand and shook it.

The Douyin operation officer promised to give him benefits. As long as he got Wang Yang to agree to sell the song copyright to Douyin, Douyin would give Fang Yifan a benefit fee of 2 yuan.

Otherwise Fang Yifan would not be so active.

It's all because of money.

"Get out of my way and tell Douyin company exactly what you said. No way!" Wang Yang pushed Fang Yifan away and walked into the classroom with a chair.

"Sister-in-law, please help me persuade the boss." Fang Yifan still didn't give up and took out the strawberry shortcake and handed it to Xia Linxi.

"Thank you, I can't help you either." Xia Linxi playfully picked up the strawberry pastry and left.

She would not agree to let Wang Yang suffer any loss.

Fang Yifan was dumbfounded. This was... too inhumane.

It seems I should just reply with my original words.

Instead, Qiao Yingzi rushed out, robbed Fang Yifan, and snatched away her AD calcium milk. She even kindly sent the Anmuxi to Huang Zhitao's table.

Hey, what’s going on? Fang Yifan left dejectedly.

When Wang Yang returned to the table, Gu Senxiang couldn't help but ask:

"Is that harmonica player who went viral on TikTok really you?"

She didn't expect that Wang Yang could play the harmonica, and the music was really nice.

"Isn't it possible?" Wang Yang pinched her little face with his hand and asked back.

Soft and chewy.

"You're going to die!" Gu Senxiang slapped the dirty hand away and felt relieved when he saw that no one noticed them.

"Then if you have time, can you play it again for me in its entirety?" Gu Senxiang held her cheek with one hand, her eyes rolling.

"No problem." Wang Yang said and took out the Chinese textbook to read.

"Hmph, idiot." Gu Senxiang spat softly and started reading early.

The first class was math class, and Li Meng walked into the classroom looking a little weak.

What happened to her? Wang Yang was puzzled.

Li Meng looked at the bottom of the podium and said weakly:

"Classmates, the math papers from yesterday have been graded. Our class did very well, with all the students scoring above 120.

There are also two people who got full marks, they are Lin Lei'er and Wang Yang, let's give them a round of applause, okay?"

The classroom suddenly erupted in warm applause, and Wang Yang also applauded himself.

This is the first time he got full marks in math.

"Okay, Chen Yichuang, hand out the answer sheets!" Li Meng supported his head, leaned dizzy on the podium and passed out.

Seeing this, Wang Yang rushed to the podium and touched her forehead. Her temperature was normal and she did not have a fever. He thought she should be sent to the hospital.

The school clinic can treat injuries and minor colds, but for other conditions you still have to go to the hospital.

"Chen Yichuang, go and ask Teacher Pan Shuai to drive the car to the school gate!" Wang Yang said, then he carried Li Meng on his back and headed towards the school gate.

"Oh."

Wang Yang waited at the school gate for two minutes before seeing Pan Shuai driving over in his silver Mondeo.

"Get in the car!" Pan Shuai shouted anxiously.

Wang Yang pushed open the back door, put Li Meng in, and put a pillow under her.

"What's wrong with Teacher Li Meng?" Pan Shuai asked after glancing at the rearview mirror.

"I don't know about that either. She fainted after she said a few words in class."

When they arrived at the hospital, Wang Yang rushed to the emergency room holding Li Meng. Pan Shuai was a little dumbfounded. "Boy, you stole my limelight, okay?"

But I parked the car and ran over.

Chapter 54: Big-Spending Pony Company [Subscribe]

"Hey, Teacher Mengmeng, you finally woke up?"

Wang Yang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and doing math problems on his mobile phone, heard the groan and quickly put down his phone to look at Li Meng.

"You brought me to the hospital?" Li Meng frowned and wanted to get up, but still felt a little tired.

Seeing this, Wang Yang carefully helped her up, half-sitting on the bed, and covered her slender legs with the thin blanket.

She still had glucose injected into her hand.

Wang Yang clapped his hands and then said:

"Yes, Mr. Pan Shuai and I came here together to see you off. Are you touched?"

"Well, thank you. It's a pity that the teacher loves you so much!" A hint of tenderness flashed across Li Meng's face.

"Teacher Mengmeng, you are really something. The doctor said you have hypoglycemia. You didn't eat breakfast last night or tonight, right?" Wang Yang looked speechlessly at this older sister who was eight or nine years older than him.

Is it worth it to be so dedicated to work that you don’t even take care of your own body?

No wonder math can tell the results first.

Li Meng was scolded by his own students until his face turned red, but he did not refute it. He did do something wrong.

Bang bang bang, Pan Shuai walked in carrying the red bean and barley porridge he had bought.

"Teacher Li, you're awake. Come and have some porridge to nourish your stomach." Pan Shuai opened the package and walked forward with the red bean and barley porridge.

"Thank you, Teacher Pan, I can do it myself." Seeing Pan Shuai holding a spoon to feed her porridge, Li Meng felt very embarrassed and quickly refused.

What's more, his students are watching him.

"OK then."

Although she had received more than a bottle of glucose, Li Meng still had some difficulty holding the bowl by herself.

Wang Yang shook his head. This teacher is a bit of a show-off.

Wang Yang ignored Pan Shuai's jealousy and picked up the plastic bowl to feed her porridge mouthful by mouthful.

Pan Shuai seemed to have figured it out. They just had a simple teacher-student relationship. He felt much better and sat on another empty bed waiting.

Li Meng is the only patient in this ward.

When Wang Yang finished feeding, Pan Shuai quickly handed him a tissue.

Li Meng didn't refuse. She wiped her mouth, smiled and said thank you to him, which made him very happy.

Oh, another bootlicker, Wang Yang sighed inwardly.

He's just a little bit stronger than Fang Yifan.

After Teacher Li Meng finished injecting 4 bottles of glucose and several bottles of other medicine, the few of them returned to school together.

After the infusion, Li Meng felt much better and could move normally. Wang Yang and Pan Shuai sent her back to the office before returning to the classroom.

"Iron Rod, what's wrong?" As soon as Wang Yang entered the classroom, he was stopped by Qiao Yingzi and others.

"Much better. I'm back to the office." Wang Yang could only tell the truth.

"That's good." Qiao Yingzi and the others still care about their teacher, although Li Meng is usually very strict with everyone.

After all, it's for everyone's good.

Wang Yang glanced at his watch. It was already 11:09. He only needed to attend one more class before he could have lunch.

He returned to his seat quietly, looked at the stacked answer sheets on the table, and smiled at Gu Senxiang.

Needless to say, I know it was this girl who did it.

Xia Linxi also wanted to, but she and Gu Senxiang didn't get along and didn't want to see Gu Senxiang, so it couldn't be her.

"Hehe, you are quite smart." Gu Senxiang lifted the strand of hair that was sticking to her cheek and laughed.

Her face is full of collagen and her smile is very healing.

"That's it!" Wang Yang was about to pinch her little face, but she dodged him.

Hehe, this little girl has become smarter.

When Wang Yang was halfway through his fourth class, he was interrupted by the vibrating ringing of his cell phone.

"Whose cell phone is this?" Chemistry teacher Xue Jian glanced down with a bad look on his face.

Anyone would be unhappy if they were disturbed during class!

"I'm sorry, Teacher Xue, it's mine." Wang Yang stood up calmly and looked at Xue Jian, who was in his fifties and had a vicissitudes of life on his face, and answered apologetically.

"This will never happen again!"

Teachers will treat good students preferentially and be more tolerant.

The same goes for Xue Jian.

"Teacher Xue, can I go out for a while?" Wang Yang asked awkwardly as he heard the phone vibrating in his pocket.

Xue Jian: "?"

Are you polite?