After earning 200 yuan and ending the broadcast, tipping was banned across the entire internet.

Chapter 552

While Su Yu and Tang Lin were discussing cooperation.

The song "Rakshasa City" has caused a huge uproar on Weibo.

Some people think this song is just a cheap attempt by Su Yu to attract attention.

They deliberately sing lyrics that are incomprehensible to others.

This is to showcase their so-called talent and ingenuity.

Some people think that Su Yu must have his reasons for singing it that way.

After all, anything produced by Su Yu is bound to be of high quality.

It's just that so many people are arguing endlessly online.

Su Yu was nowhere to be seen.

This emboldened those who opposed the song.

After making up her mind, Tang Lin reached a cooperation agreement with Su Yu on her own.

The secretariat staff worked at breakneck speed to finalize the contracts.

Taking advantage of the break, Tang Lin turned on her phone.

As a result, we saw such a lively scene on Weibo.

Seeing this, Tang Lin smiled happily.

Let's start arguing!

Let's make the argument even more intense.

Only in this way can the popularity of Liaozhai Garden be truly realized.

Ten minutes later.

Tang Lin took a deep breath and dialed a number in Beijing.

"Director Chen, how have you been lately?"

Tang Lin, who is in her fifties, was holding her phone with a frightened expression on her face.

It's just like a primary school student having their homework checked by the teacher.

"Xiao Tang?"

A strong, resonant voice came from the other end of the conversation.

"It's me! It's me."

Tang Lin smiled.

"How dare you call me?"

A sudden, insulting remark made Tang Lin's bitter smile deepen.

Chen Feng was her master's supervisor when she was studying at Yenching University.

Similarly, Tang Lin was Chen Feng's first master's student.

The effort and expectations poured into it were exceptionally high.

At that time, staying on as a faculty member in the capital was not so difficult.

Chen Feng suggested that Tang Lin study abroad, and after three or four years, she could stay and teach at Yenching University.

After that, the teacher and student worked together.

It will definitely enable a thorough study of the folk customs and history of the Dragon Kingdom.

Writing several monumental works on folklore and history would be no problem.

Unfortunately!

Tang Lin's mind was made up.

We must go back to Zibo City.

No matter how Chen Feng tried to persuade him, it was no use.

Tang Lin felt guilty towards Chen Feng, and over the years she only sent him a blessing text message during holidays.

I never dare to make a phone call.

Chen Feng, however, never understood why you didn't choose a brighter and more promising path!

Choose a narrow, winding path fraught with difficulties.

It's simply unreasonable.

As a result, the teacher and student did not have a proper contact for decades.

"Is that Sister Tang Lin?"

A male voice came from the other end of the line.

He sounds like he's in his forties.

"Wang Hao?"

Tang Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"It's me, Sister Tang Lin."

"You finally called the teacher."

“You don’t know, every year when our group has a reunion, the teacher always talks about you, saying, ‘Why doesn’t Xiao Tang come?’”

Wang Hao is two years younger than her.

After listening to Chen Feng's advice, he successfully stayed on as a teacher in the research group after returning from studying abroad.

This road was originally chosen by Chen Feng for Tang Lin.

However, Tang Lin did not regret it.

Because her ideals and ambitions are about to be realized.

Even so, Tang Lin's eyes still welled up with tears after hearing what Wang Hao said.

"I'm sorry, teacher... I!"

An apology.

This brought the teacher-student relationship back to their student days.

Tang Lin apologized after being scolded by Chen Feng for writing an incorrect article and choosing the wrong research topic.

"Hey!"

Chen Feng shook his head.

“It’s not entirely your fault, I also made mistakes. You’re a child with a strong will. Since you chose to return to your hometown without hesitation, you must have had your own reasons.”

Chen Feng sighed.

"Xiao Tang, what's up with this call?"

Chen Feng asked the question directly, which made Tang Lin a little embarrassed.

"Teacher, I need your help to post a Weibo."

"Weibo?"

Chen Feng said fearfully.

As he got older, he became afraid of these strange and unusual software programs.

After all that effort, I've lost a lot of brain cells, and I still can't learn it.