Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 47 Do You Want to Hug My Son?
"Sister, drink some water first. The sun is too fierce today. I'll urge the director to turn it on as soon as possible! If this continues, everyone will faint from the sun!"

Tu Jiaya took the water cup sent by her sister Tu Jiaqing, shook her head and said, "It's alright, I'm fine. It's you, you've been so busy since you came together in the morning, you should have a good rest."

Tu Jiaqing immediately shook her head, "Sister, I'm not tired at all! You are a big star now, a big singer, if I don't take it seriously, what if people take advantage of it? Don't worry! I'll talk about that now. Director! Coming soon!"

"Eh... this kid."

Seeing Tu Jiaqing running away energetically, Tu Jiaya shook her head.After she took a sip of water, she focused on the script in her hand.

It's like being completely integrated into your own world.

Even in these four weeks, it has already become waterlogged, full of onlookers and paparazzi who follow and report.

Click click.

Slight shutter sound.But for musicians who are good at capturing sound sources, they can already be heard clearly.Tu Jiaya frowned.

I found a woman... She should have sneaked up to the nanny's car to take a candid photo, with a certificate hanging around her neck, probably a reporter.

"Miss! It is forbidden to approach here!"

A bodyguard immediately stepped forward and said solemnly to the female reporter who secretly filmed: "Delete what you just filmed and leave here immediately!"

The female reporter raised her nose and smiled: "Mother, what if I don't leave?"

"Miss, please be polite."

"Li... your mother!"

Why are women so sturdy these days?The bodyguard felt very depressed. As the saying goes, a good man does not fight with a woman...especially a woman with a vixen-like personality.Well, although she looks pretty, her personality is a bit sad.

"Miss, please be polite! Also, please leave!" The bodyguard said in a deep voice again.

Unexpectedly, Tu Jiaya said softly at this time: "Let her come over, this is my good friend, it doesn't matter."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, but saw the woman with the camera smilingly pushed her away and walked to the door of the nanny's car.Tu Jiaya shook her head at this time and said, "KingKong, it's alright here, I'll chat with my friend."

King Kong had no choice but to nod his head and return to his original post.

"The big stars are really different. The bodyguard is old and strong." The female reporter said, and looked at Tu Jiaya and commented: "Tsk tsk, this figure is also good, shouldn't it be overhauled?"

Tu Jiaya didn't have a good air: "Miss Ren Ziling, can't you be serious? I haven't seen you for several years... it's still the same!"

Ren Ziling laughed and stepped into the nanny's car, looked at the environment and said, "Well, you should have had a good life these past few years, winning several music awards in a row. Now you are definitely the most popular in the south. One of several female singers!"

Tu Jiaya shook her head and said, "There is nothing good or bad, there are many people who are popular."

"What's wrong?" Ren Ziling asked curiously.

But Tu Jiaya said: "It's all trivial matters, nothing. But you, are you still working as a reporter? How are you doing? I was working outside at that time, and I heard that your husband..."

Ren Ziling stretched her waist and said, "I don't want anything right now. I just want to work hard and raise my son well."

"Son!" Tu Jiaya's eyes lit up, and she quickly grabbed Ren Ziling's palm and said, "What did we say when we were studying? A good sister for a lifetime? You didn't even tell me that you had a child! Tell me now! Me, what does that nephew of mine look like? Isn't he cute? You really are, even if you have a son, let's post it!"

Ren Ziling suddenly turned her eyes and said, "Girl, do you really want to see your 'big' nephew?"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"But you can walk away now?" Ren Ziling squinted and said, "If you can walk away, I might be able to let you see you right away! To be honest, my son is so handsome!"

Tu Jiaya hesitated for a while, "If it is a while, there should be no problem, the shooting has not officially started yet."

"That's fine, I'll let him come over right away... let you give me a hug!"

"What? Purple..."

But she saw Ren Ziling jumped out of the nanny car and walked to the side to make a phone call.Tu Jiaya was stunned for a moment, thinking that this good sister should bring her children to work, right?
……

"Hey! Son!"

"..."

"Hello? Luo Qiu?"

"Is something wrong?"

"where are you now?"

Luo Qiu, who was still looking for information about the "Gospel of Judas" on the stool, thought about it after hearing this question.

Normally, he should be at school now - he is at school at the moment.

Of course, if the answer is that she is at home or no longer in school, Ren Ziling, who is designated to be overwhelmed by maternal love, will be long-winded.

"School."

"That's right, I happen to be here! You come to me, I'm right now... this side!"

"Don't go."

"Wait a minute, aren't you curious why I'm at your school?"

"Not curious..."

In fact, the newspaper office where Ren Ziling is located is specialized in publishing gossip news-why did she come here? Luo Qiu had already thought of a general idea after hearing the two girls who passed by mentioning things about big stars.

"Okay! Then I'll come! Where are you?"

"Wait...I'll come here."

……

……

Strictly speaking, Black Soul No. 9 should also be regarded as an old ghost.As for Taiyinzi... Needless to say, he is a 500-year old ghost.

So what can two old ghosts do in a university library that is almost full of young people?

Boss Luo said that he would give Taiyinzi a cramming education, so the only thing he could do was to read.

"What!! Damn Tartars dare to beat me in Daming's country?!!"

"This guy called Wu Sangui deserves a thousand cuts!!"

"The Qing Dynasty has been destroyed well!!"

"These goddamn barbarians from Fanbang dare to invade my land of China! Kill, kill, kill!!!"

What I was looking at was a brief history of ancient and modern times.Taiyinzi was at war with the readers, dancing, blowing his beard and staring.If it weren't for the fact that he is now the messenger of the dark soul, no one can see the ghost or the ghost, I'm afraid he would have been driven out with a broom long ago.

Dark Soul No. 9 has learned some common words in modern times during this time, and he feels that one of them can be used to describe the situation of Tai Yinzi at this moment.

Damn mental retardation...

Black Soul No. 9 shook his head, if it wasn't for the order of the club owner, he would never have thought about teaching the novice Black Soul.

He just sat quietly by the side, silently watching the young man in the library.

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Desires are hidden in the mind, but if you look carefully, you will usually find some.

People are the most indulgent when they are alone, and when they feel that no one is paying attention, they also reveal their true nature.The Dark Souls can switch back and forth between revealing and hiding, making it easy to observe the hidden side of humanity.

Black Soul No. 9 frowned at this moment, and a young woman came right now, seemingly looking for an empty seat.

He has been a messenger of the dark soul for a long time, and his ability is naturally not comparable to a newcomer like Tai Yinzi. This woman has a very pure soul and can provide high-quality trading gold.

Just when Black Soul No. 9 was going to take a good look at this woman, some pictures suddenly flashed across his consciousness.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, someone stared in the drizzle, as if calling for something.

The picture is hazy, but there is a mournful and heartbreaking feeling that germinates in the thoughts of Black Soul No. 9.

Black Soul No. 9 tried hard to see what the figure in the pus looked like, until the woman who planned to act as the gold master to seduce him passed by Black Soul No. 9.

The appearance of the woman instantly overlapped with the blurred figure in her consciousness.

Black Soul No. 9 absentmindedly murmured: "Lanfang..."

He called out a name that seemed unfamiliar but seemed familiar, and stared blankly at the woman who seemed to be puzzled and stopped.

……

Zhang Qinrui hesitated for a moment.

It seems that she heard someone calling out the name 'Lanfang'...it was her grandmother's name.

But in front of him, there was just an empty table, and no one was there.

"Strange... Was this place empty before?"

She shook her head, and since there was an empty seat, she simply sat down.

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PS1: Thanks again for the rewards of 'Meng Meng Da, Shu Shu' and 'Lang Lang's Black Man'.

PS2: Hmm!Kill the goalkeeper and become the goalkeeper (N) deputy!Nice job!Although there is no red envelope, but I have an update, this is the best gift for writers to give back to readers, balabalabala! !
PS3: In fact, PS3 can also be understood as, it is clear that the author has a heart that wants local tyrant readers, but he is arrogant and refuses to say it...

PS4: Yes, I am a standard little tail PS4 asking for tickets, collections and rewards.

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