Hosting class?
At the latest 7 o’clock?
Feng Yin calculated the time.
“That is to say, they have been working longer than they do.”
Zhang Boer nodded, looked at him, and suddenly said with emotion: “Luck, I’m not studying well.”
“Sp” Zhang Boer’s head was slapped by Feng Yin.
“Boss–“
“What nonsense about this is the live broadcast room of positive energy, so wait for the live broadcast later.”
“Oh.”
With Zhang Boer’s voice, Feng Yin closed today’s live broadcast.
She does feel that the children are tired, but how can there be so many perfect things?
Some people will compare the present with the past, but how can they be compared?
Different national conditions, different times, and different people.
No one knows whether it is right or wrong now, so walk slowly and look slowly.
The three of them quickly finished the snacks they bought, packed the garbage, threw it into the trash can, each with a piece of paper, wiped their mouths, and prepared to go home.
When Feng Yin was about to get up, the phone ringtone rang, which was Lin Yu’s number.
“Hey—Why is Lin Yu’s cell phone in your hands?”
Feng Yin asked, Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi immediately stood up and stared at Feng Yin. What happened to Lin Yu?
“Okay, let’s go there right away.”
Feng Yin hung up the phone, his eyes deepened, and he looked at Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi and said, “Get on the bus first, Lin Yu was in a car accident, and he was in the hospital, and he was not in danger of his life.”
A few words made Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi seem to have been a roller coaster.
The three of them were not slow and got on the bus quickly, and Zhang Boer drove towards the hospital.
At this time, Li Sanyi had time to ask what was going on.
Feng Yin shook his head and said, “I don’t know, Lin Yu’s boyfriend, Song Mingda’s phone call.”