Young voices

In the VIP reception room, Cici, who has always been vigorous and decisive, kept silent rarely.

Lin Jingjing remained calm, but her confidence rose by [-]%.She guessed right.This is the most reasonable and logical guess. Even if she doesn't understand the significance of Gu Fan's actions, it doesn't matter. Regardless of the process, she is correct in terms of the result.

The air in the room seemed to be frozen. Lin Jingjing held the glass with one hand, feeling that even the warm water in the glass had lowered the heat.

The silence lasted for a minute or longer, and Cici sighed slowly: "Frankly speaking, I didn't know about this before you told me. But it is also true that no one dared to do it except him. The specific situation I will go to the IT department to check the data and report to Mr. An later."

"How to deal with it depends on your arrangement, I have no objection."

The corner of Cici's mouth relaxed slightly: "Okay, this is the best."

"You don't need to mention my name. You can say that Mr. An discovered it during the monthly IT routine inspection. I don't think Mr. An will make things difficult for his subordinates." Lin Jingjing's words undoubtedly extended a helping hand to Cici. helping hand.If An Feng knew that Gu Fan used some means to steal the identity of the senior administrator, and sent money directly to the artists under the company from the account of the audio game company, causing the company's assets to evaporate more than [-] yuan in a month, and his subordinates, especially If Cici, who is in charge of the overall authority, is completely ignorant, it is hard to say whether she will develop distrust of her trump card subordinates.

Cici focused her eyes on the glass in Lin Jingjing's hand, as if she was thinking about the pros and cons of Lin Jingjing's proposal.Although the corners of her eyes and brows didn't move, Lin Jingjing, who had been with Cici for a long time, could clearly feel her wavering emotions.

"Jingjing, you are a smart person. I will try my best to repay this favor."

"Don't be so exaggerated." Lin Jingjing put down the glass and smiled faintly, "Let me tell you the truth. I'm not interested in why Gu Fan did this and how An Feng would deal with Gu Fan after he found out. Really, I I'm not interested in Gu Fan at all. If I can help you this time, it's just a small effort. Ding Ling's identity cannot be revealed. In the past half a year since the signing of the contract, you have helped us so much, and I don't have time to thank you .”

This statement is also true and false.It is much easier and more natural to be half-true and half-true than to be completely false when speaking.Thanks, it's true.Not interested in Gu Fan's motives, of course it's a lie.The center of this whole matter is targeting Gu Fan, and trying to figure out how to win back.

Lin Jingjing kept the smile on her face unchanged.

"It's right for managers to protect artists. We're so familiar, so we shouldn't talk bureaucratically about each other."

"Okay. Actually, I have one more thing to do today."

Cici nodded.Lin Jingjing is a good person, but she is also a businessman, to whom to sell favors, when to sell favors, behind all her actions, she is looking at benefits.The simple truth that the world will not fall into the pie, she who has climbed to her current position will not understand it.

"Just tell me if you need help. As I said, I will try my best."

Smart people work with smart people to get twice the result with half the effort.

Lin Jingjing felt like a fish in water at the moment, and said happily: "This request may be a bit weird, but you have already promised me, so you can't go back on your word."

When Sun Zhen woke up in the morning, his surroundings were in chaos, and he felt like a stone monkey just jumped out of a stone, his mind was blank.He sat on the bed for about 3 minutes, and slowly looked around before realizing that he had moved out of the dormitory, and this was An Shuang's homeless second bedroom.It's all the fault of last night's insomnia.It wasn't until Dongfang Fish Belly Bai Sun Zhen drifted to the dream world in a daze.On the first night of the move he only slept three hours.

Sun Zhen was a little discouraged.He decided to go back to the dormitory when he went to school today and bring the pillows with him.

Get up and open the curtains, looking out the window is green.The camphor tree has grown to a height of three stories, so the view from the third floor is full of the rich green color of the camphor tree.Sun Zhen originally thought that this community was very new, but judging by the posture and level of the trees, it seems that this community has been established for at least ten years.An Shuangwu probably prefers the low population density here.There are only eight households in a building, and the total number of people in the entire community may not be as many as others can accommodate in a high-rise building.In this regard, the relatively quiet Sun Zhen admired An Shuangwu's choice in his heart.

Sun Zhen walked around the living room after washing, he was the only one left at home.

On the dining table was a glass of red juice that looked a bit weird, a fried egg and two slices of toast, as well as bottles and jars of some light butter and various jams.Sun Zhen took away the bottle of strawberry jam, and the head of Iron Man was printed on the sticky note below.

"Where did you come from?"

First there are Batman’s slippers, and then Iron Man’s sticky notes. How much this person loves superhero culture.Sun Zhen said to himself.

"Fly to Guangzhou today, come back on Thursday. Eat well. Pray [heart]"

Heart?

Sun Zhen looked at the heart shape scribbled with a ballpoint pen following the elegant font, and was a little uncertain about An Shuangwu's mentality.Same goes for last night's cake.Maybe An Shuangwu has a...girlish heart under his handsome appearance.

Sun Zhen put the sticky note aside, took a sip of the weird fruit juice.

"Uh... so sour."

It turned out to be tomato juice.Sun Zhen thought while drinking, An Shuangwu's diet seems to be very healthy.

Sun Zhen's seven days a week were divided into three pieces.On Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, he will be both Fang Peiyuan's graduate student and the students' elective course teacher at the Music University.On Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, he is a virtual singer Ding Ling with a sweet voice who attracts popularity by singing covers and playing live games.Only Monday, without any arrangements, is the only day he can be back to Sun Zhen in a busy week.

When An Shuangwu went to Guangzhou for a few days, Sun Zhen went to Music University to do research as usual.After taking my own pillow to Anshuang Wujia, it really improved my sleeping condition.Of course, it may also be that he has gradually gotten used to the overly spacious bedroom.During the lunch break, he refreshed Jingling's scarf while eating in the cafeteria. Lin Jingjing rarely updated these days, and seemed to be busy with other things. "By the way," he also looks at An Shuangwu's bib every day. As far as he knows, unlike him who is not good at perfecting character design on SNS, An Shuangwu takes time to personally manage the bib and interact with fans.Sun Zhen admired him a little.Shuang Wu's schedule is three to five times busier than entry-level artist Ding Ling's, yet he still has time to play around with scarves...

Just over ten minutes ago, An Shuangwu updated a selfie of waiting at the airport.Judging from what he wrote, it seems that the meeting in Guangzhou went very smoothly.

Sun Zhen opened up the photo and looked it up.Hmm... I still look better in person.

It seems that I can see this busy co-resident tonight.Unknowingly, Sun Zhen became somewhat looking forward to it.

In the afternoon, he went to class with the lesson plan.The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. From the sixth time in the class, he has memorized all 35 students from different grades and classes in the class.Although he doesn't call names, it is a habit he has developed since the beginning of the trial lecture to look around the heads in the classroom before class.

Gu Fan didn't come.

This was the first time that Gu Fan didn't come to class.But Sun Zhen was not surprised at all.The so-called "breakup" with Gu Fan last week was not a good one.When Sun Zhen opened the lesson plan, he thought, maybe he will never see him in this class again.

After class, Sun Zhen stayed in the office and wrote a project report with a second-year graduate student under Fang Peiyuan until the sun went down.The senior sister who was typing on the keyboard happily together looked up at the sky and told Sun Zhen that she had something to do at night, and asked Sun Zhen to lock the door and go home.Only then did Sun Zhen notice that it was past six o'clock, and it was already dark outside the window, and the halo of the street lamp was imprinted on the window glass, like balls of dandelions without fluff.

It took a total of three stops to go back to Anshuang Wujia by subway. When Sun Zhen got out of the subway, he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.In the past few days when An Shuang was everywhere, he had solved it at school, and when he returned home, it was the rhythm of washing and sleeping.

By the way, An Shuangwu is back today.

Sun Zhen was thinking about whether An Shuangwu's mobile phone would ring loudly when he came home for dinner.

"Sun Zhen, are you still in school?"

It was An Shuangwu's unique bright voice with some juvenile quality.

"I've come back, and I'll be here in 3 minutes. How about you? When did you land?"

"After four o'clock in the afternoon, I went back to the company from the airport because the car was parked in the company's garage. It's been a while since I got home, so I urge you to go home for dinner."

Sun Zhen laughed at him: "Tell me earlier next time, just in case I have eaten it."

"One more meal."

"You treat me like a cow with several stomachs."

An Shuang's heartless laughter came from the other end of the phone.Sun Zhen unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.The two of them chattered nonsense until Sun Zhen arrived at the door and pressed the combination lock.

"I'm here, hang up."

Sun Zhen cut off the call, just put his hand on the doorknob, the door opened from the inside, and he was greeted by An Shuang's handsome face that he hadn't seen for a few days.

An Shuangwu had a sticky smile on his face, as if he had just finished eating a bucket of honey: "Welcome back."

Sun Zhen nodded unnaturally.Parents have never greeted him so warmly... This junior is really... very similar to a domestic golden retriever.He figured that if An Shuang had no tail, he might be wagging happily now.

"Is there anything good? I can't stop smiling from ear to ear."

Sun Zhen bypassed him, changed his slippers and walked inside.

"I just think that I can see you every day when I go home. Is this a particularly good thing?"

"...What a good thing this is."

"I think it counts."

Sun Zhen walked through the hallway of the entrance, and while smelling the aroma of the food, he saw two dishes and one soup on the table that could be described as exquisite, and stopped in amazement: "You made it?"

An Shuangwu made a "please" gesture to signal Sun Zhen to sit down casually, then pulled out the chair and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and said, "Yes. I am confident that my skills are not inferior to the proprietress of the barbecued pork restaurant in front of the school."

Sun Zhen raised his eyebrows and sat down, believing it.I have already eaten the cakes and omelettes he made, presumably other dishes are also delicious... I guess.Putting a chopstick of eggplant into his mouth, he finally looked at An Shuang's hopeless eyes, and boasted a little awkwardly: "It's delicious."

"Do you have any taboos?"

"coriander……"

An Shuang nodded seriously, as if he had made a note.

Sun Zhen ate and ate, and said: "I wanted to tell you that the food expenses are divided into half and half, but I thought about it, you are not short of money, and it is meaningless for me to always ask for money."

"That's right, as long as you figure it out."

"You should be able to marry well if you are so virtuous."

This sentence was made by Sun Zhen as a joke, but An Shuangwu didn't expect An Shuangwu to show a look of being useful, and said complacently: "Have vision."

Sun Zhen could only shake his head with a smile, scolded him for not boasting, and said: "Since we are not talking about money, let's talk about a condition. For example, if you are tired and want a back massage one day, I will write you a massage." Coupons or something, haha." He laughed to himself as he spoke.

"Hahaha, I think so."

"Okay, so what did you say you want?"

An Shuang put her chin in one hand, looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment, and replied, "I thought of something fun."

"Tell me."

"How about letting Shuang Wu and Ding Ling do a joint live broadcast?"

Sun Zhen was taken aback, then smiled wryly: "I can't make the decision. You have to apply to the higher authorities. If Cici nods, I have no problem."

An Shuang patted his chest confidently, expressing that it was okay to watch him.

Sun Zhen buried his head in his meal, and couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for Cici in his heart.