Chapter 107 I don’t know
Chapter 107 I don’t know
However, Ling Yang does not appear in many chapters in the book. After all, this is a very exciting story about the male protagonist Zhou Wanan, and it would not be good if other people were too prominent.
After gossiping for a while, Su Jinjin lay back down.
Cheng Guyu used his smart watch to monitor Ling Yang's circle of friends, wanting to see what this person usually did.
There were nothing but dance videos, with a few vocal tracks. One video of him playing drums stood out, the dimly lit room with the ambient light casting a shadow on his elegant face, captivating you instantly.
Cheng Guyu stretched out his little hand and gave a thumbs up to the video.
I also told Lingyun that your brother is good at playing drums.
Ling Yun replied in confusion: How could he play drums? Didn't he learn piano before?
Cheng Guyu: He has it in his circle of friends.
Ling Yun muttered to himself, "I haven't seen him post anything? And isn't his Moments set to be visible for three days?"
Ling Yun clicked on his brother's profile picture and found that the previously invisible content in the Moments was now visible, and it was all high-quality content. He also saw what Cheng Guyu said about Ling Yang playing the drums.
Did I remember it wrongly? I clearly didn't see it before.
Ling Yun thought about it with his little brain, but it gave him a headache, so he stopped thinking and continued to chat with Cheng Guyu about random things. He took a picture of his new Ultraman card and showed it to Cheng Guyu, asking Cheng Guyu to envy him. If Cheng Guyu asked him for it, he would secretly bring it to him during the next show.
Good things should be shared with good friends, my mother said.
On the other side, Ling Yang and his teammates took the private lessons specially arranged for them by the company.
Because they usually have to practice dancing, singing, etc. in the company, they don’t have much time to go back to school to study, but they can’t let their studies fall behind, which will affect their subsequent academic exams and set a bad example for their fan base. Therefore, the company specially hired senior professional teachers to teach them.
There is not much difference in their ages, only one, two or three years apart, but even with this age difference, they are in different grades.
Ling Yang and two other teammates who are one year older than him are in the first year of high school, two teammates who are a few months younger than him are in the third year of junior high school, and the older ones are in the second and third year of high school, also two people each.
In the study room, they are divided into four groups according to grade, and are now doing the math homework assigned by the teacher.
Ling Yang is a good student and always finishes first. He took a photo of his draft paper filled with answers and posted it on his Moments.
Li Junyun saw it and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to post on WeChat Moments? It's been a while since I saw you post."
Ling Yang smiled but said nothing.
What he was thinking was that if he let the little guy worship him, he would probably be willing to call him brother when they met next time.
He had already seen Cheng Guyu's likes for his post, which meant that he was reading it, which was a post he had specifically opened to his friends.
Cheng Guyu’s big brother fan, after Yuan Bihe and Yuan Chulian, there is another one.
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When it was almost time to prepare dinner in the evening, Su Jinjin remembered that she had forgotten to bring back the plates she had asked Shang Fuzong for.
I just threw away the garbage, didn’t remember anything, and returned empty-handed.
She wondered whether she should ask Shang Fuzong again?
There was no need to take the plate and cup back, as there were plenty of tableware at home. It was just that Su Jinjin wanted to see him.
When you notice someone, you always look forward to meeting him.
Also, tomorrow they were leaving to film the third episode of a children's variety show. If Shang Fuzong suddenly sent her a message to return the cutlery while they were filming, and she had handed in her phone at the time, she wouldn't be able to see it and would miss it.
Su Jinjin held her phone, thinking about what to say appropriately and how to send a message that would be more natural and not seem pushy.
I want to pursue someone, but I have to save face.
Su Jinjin lay on the yoga mat, sometimes sideways, sometimes looking up at the ceiling.
Just when she was about to make a move, her phone vibrated several times. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from the person she was thinking about.
Shang Fuzong: Are you at home now?
Shang Fuzong: I said I would return the plate and cup to you, but I forgot. If you are at home now, I will bring them to you.
Su Jinjin looked at Shang Fuzong's message and almost couldn't hold the phone.
She sat up and typed quickly on the 26-letter keyboard. After she finished, she felt it was inappropriate and deleted it. After thinking it over, she simply replied, "Yes."
Shang Fuzong immediately sent a new message: Then I'll take it now.
Just as Su Jinjin finished reading the message, she heard the doorbell, as if Shang Fuzong was standing at her door sending her a message.
Su Jinjin was stunned for a moment and looked down to see if she was dressed appropriately.
The fabric is cotton, and the pattern is orange plaid trousers and shorts t-shirt set pajamas, which is a presentable set.
No need to change clothes specially.
Cheng Guyu had already looked towards the door when he heard the doorbell. He then looked at Su Jinjin who was stunned and asked her, "Who is it? Do you want to open the door?"
Su Jinjin asked him to sit and drove the car herself, but Cheng Guyu still followed her like a little tail.
As soon as the door opened, Cheng Guyu saw a tall man blocking the door, who was like a wall to him.
He had to tilt his head back a lot to see the man's face. He looked carefully and felt that he looked familiar, but he didn't recognize him.
When he looked at the man in front of him, the man also looked down at him, but his gaze did not stay on him for long. He just glanced at him and then talked to Su Jinjin.
"Here are the plates and cups, and this." Shang Fuzong handed Su Jinjin the cleaned plates and cups, as well as a thermos of soup. "My mother had someone make some health-preserving soup and sent it to me. Unfortunately, I've already eaten out, so I can't drink it. If you don't mind, you can take it back and drink it."
"I don't mind, I don't mind." Su Jinjin said repeatedly, taking the things handed over by Shang Fuzong with her hand.
After the things were handed over, neither of them showed any intention of saying goodbye.
Su Jinjin: "Are you busy with work recently?"
Shang Fuzong, who had a mountain of documents to review, lied with his eyes open: "It's okay, not very busy."
"That's great." Su Jinjin said, "But I might be a little busy later. Tomorrow I have to go to... uh..."
As Su Jinjin was speaking, she paused. She looked at Shang Fuzong, who was dressed in a suit and tie and looked like an elite.
This kind of person shouldn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, right? If I tell him about my work, will he watch my live broadcast? If so...
Thinking about the fact that Shang Fuzong might be watching me through the camera in the live broadcast room at any time, I don’t know when I will perform poorly.
Su Jinjin, who wanted to make a good impression on Shang Fuzong, suddenly didn't want to talk about what her job was.
It’s better to have a bit of mystery. Even if you will know it later, you can delay it for a while so that the two people can know it when there is not much distance between them.
Thinking of this, Su Jinjin changed her words: "I'm going on a business trip for a few days tomorrow."
Knowing that she was going to record a show, Shang Fuzong nodded, did not ask any further questions, but casually talked about other things.
PDLP