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"You two, one is the least worrying, and the other is the least worrying. It's fate to get together. This life is so long, so be well."

After coming out of school, Jing Fan felt a little depressed.During the three years of high school, Lao Wang was definitely the one who spent the most time on her.The unshakeable half-hour heart-to-heart talk time every week, from the ideal of life to the trivial things in life, sometimes it makes people upset, but those repeated clichés really warm her life. He is not only a teacher, but also like a teacher. A friend, an elder, he is always doing his best to help every child he meets.

They didn't come out to the public completely, but it was no different from the public. Song Han even moved into Jing Fan's room with a pillow in his arms. Kowtow to joy all day long.

The filming of the program is coming to an end. The most recent task is the concert seven days later, which will be broadcast live at the Jingchuan Gymnasium. The [-] tickets are sold out [-] days in advance.

The rehearsal room was full every day, and the stage on the first floor was restless day and night.

Five days before the show, Country Z.

Qi Yan came back from get off work and was reminded by the guard that she had her letter. When she returned home with the envelope and saw her son and husband were there, she couldn't help but think of her daughter.

"Is there a letter? Who sent it?" Jing Xiangnan came out of the kitchen, saw the envelope in her hand, and asked.

Qi Yan didn't read the letter carefully when she got it, she raised her hand to look at the envelope when she heard what he said, and was taken aback when she saw the name on it.

"It's...Xiao Fan." After she was surprised, she smiled and Jing Xiangnan also became excited, urging her to open the letter.

"They have a concert next week, the scale is not small, it should be tickets." Jing Xuan just came down from upstairs, heard their conversation, and walked over with a smile.

Before the letter was opened, Jing Xiangnan was already preparing to ask for leave, but when Qi Yan unfolded the letter paper, he stopped dialing the number.

The sharp handwriting on the paper did not belong to their daughter, and the words "uncle and aunt" on the top line were so eye-catching that the corners of his mouth twitched.

November [-]rd, Jingchuan Gymnasium, stage backstage.

After Jing Fan put on her makeup, she turned around but couldn't find Song Han.

"I saw her go out with the director just now, maybe I have something to discuss, and I'll be back in a while." Xing Hua comforted her seeing her disappointed.

When Song Han came back, Jing Fan was sitting in the lounge playing the guitar, his movements were lazy.She walked over and rubbed the other person's head, "Nervous?"

Jing Fan didn't say a word, she stayed with Song Han almost all the time during this time, she was used to the person she likes being in her sight at all times, but just now Song Han went out alone and didn't tell her to do it when he came back What's the matter, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to ask, but her rationality told her that she shouldn't do this, even the closest person needs to have her own space, she can't force Song Han to report every move to her willfully.She knew that this was the sequelae left by her experience in the past few years. Even though she knew that Song Han was connected with her, she still couldn't help being afraid that she would be ignored and left behind.

She nodded, "A little bit."

Seeing that she was not in good condition, Song Han sat closer, pulled her into his arms, turned his back to the camera and kissed her temple lightly, "Don't be afraid."

The entanglement in her heart completely disappeared under such tenderness, Jing Fan raised her head and gave her a look, "There are so many people, please restrain yourself."

Seeing that the haze had completely disappeared from her face, Song Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes, "It's my turn to be nervous now."

Jing Fan adjusted her posture so that she could lean more comfortably, "Why are you nervous?" Boss Song is actually afraid of such a scene?

However, the people around him seemed to be really asleep and did not answer her.

Noisy surrounding, people coming and going, they sat in a small corner, leaning on each other, feeling an exclusive tranquility.

When the live broadcast cameraman came over, Song Han was still asleep, and Jing Fan made a "shh" gesture to the camera, and then smiled softly.

There was a burst of wailing in the live broadcast room.

: My God, this picture, this beauty!Knock me to death!

:pretty……

: Let me just say something softly, Boss Song is such a good bird...

: The photographer don't talk, just shoot quietly like this, just like this, I can watch it for a day!

But Jing Fan finally spoke. "Hi everyone, I'm Jing Fan, Sifan." She glanced sideways at the person on her shoulder, "This is Song Han."

:I'm mad!This look!So spoiled!

: awsl!What a beautiful love!

: Please allow me to stand for a second Jing Song!

: Can't be reversed!Jing Song = Horror!Sisters can't be reversed!I don't allow it!

In fact, Song Han wanted to do something when she spoke, such as opening her eyes suddenly in front of the live broadcast audience, leaning up to kiss her girlfriend or something, but thinking that her father-in-law and mother-in-law might be looking at the screen, she hesitated.

Yes, she is not nervous about acting at all, she is nervous about meeting her parents.

This is the first time in 25 years that Boss Song admits to being cowardly.

Chapter 62 You Are The Sun

Song Han's heart was turbulent, but on the surface he woke up leisurely with his actress-level acting skills, yawned, and stared at the camera in bewilderment, "What are you doing?"