[Entertainment] Call me idol

Quan Zhilong didn't know that Song Mingyue was on the show until after the show was aired. Thinking about the children's problems on the phone last time and the S/M company's usual style of doing things, he thought he had this call out of worry.

But after this question was asked naturally, Quan Zhilong paused on the phone, his mind flashed quickly, why did his tone just now...

But before he had time to think about the thoughts that flashed by at this moment, he heard Song Mingyue say something softly on the other end of the phone.

But his voice was a bit noisy, and he couldn't hear what the other party answered.

Quan Zhilong got up and changed to a quieter corner before he heard Song Mingyue's next words.

"...Life is limited. In my limited life, I only want to do what I like. Isn't this too greedy?" Song Mingyue asked softly, reaching out and stroking her newly cut bangs.

Quan Zhilong smiled, and then calmly told Song Mingyue, "Greed is a good thing. Greedy people can go further." He said, "Greed is desire and dissatisfaction. People like us can only stand for a long time if we are not satisfied." On stage... desires and dreams are sometimes infinitely close, it depends on how you control yourself."

After teaching how to control greed to a suitable degree, the person heard Song Mingyue's reply on the phone.

Then the topic turned back to me, and Quan Zhilong said with a smile: "Feelings are very precious. As a person who still believes in love, you must clearly distinguish between off-camera and off-camera..."

Having said this, the call will end.

Because Song Mingyue heard someone over there saying that they were waiting for Quan Zhilong to open champagne, the lively music and voices formed a strong contrast with the quietness on her side.

"Is the bar opened by Senior Victory?"

"Well," Quan Zhilong gave an affirmative answer.

"Senior even invited me before." Song Mingyue also felt a little strange when he said this.

Even though they met at the same time, she and Quan Zhilong are now in a relationship where they can talk freely.But the relationship with this person is just their acquaintance until now, even so, the other party still sent a message of congratulations on her birthday - a person who is particularly good at communication.

"Really..." Quan Zhilong smiled speechlessly, and said with a bit of a joke: "Stay away from this guy."

Song Mingyue also laughed, and after hanging up the phone with a smile, she thought of one thing. In the bar, the people who deal with people are completely mixed and confused, and she doesn't understand why this senior chose this industry.

From this, she thought of the uncle Li Youxi who no longer frequented their house, but still gave her gifts every year and festival.The other party gave her a blacklist once, clearly telling her not to go to some places, and if she went, she could report her name and so on.

Regarding this, Song Zhenglin just silently curled the corner of his lower lip and sneered. Because of Song Zhenglin's sneer, Song Mingyue was particularly impressed by this incident.

"Little Moon, you can take a bath now. I'm done." Li Zaiyan poked her head out from the door and said.

"Inside."

"Little Moon, do you know?" Li Zaiyan followed Song Mingyue into the locker room.

"I do not know."

"Yeah, listen to me. Some fans are asking if we will form a subunit."

"Ah, Li Zayan, why don't you follow Mingyue to take a bath." Gao Enqing raised his head from the sofa, speechless, talking about the humanity of online fans' comments on the stage to Song Mingyue who followed Song Mingyue to the bathroom door.

"Enqing, go to bed early, there is still a schedule tomorrow."

Zhang Tong was lying on the bed in the room playing with his mobile phone and couldn't help laughing when he heard the lively voices outside.Of course it is good to develop in China, but I am a bit lonely...and longing for the stage.

After Song Mingyue finished washing and returned to the room, Zhang Tong put down his phone and was about to turn off the desk lamp when he suddenly thought of something, "When is Wen Ju?"

Song Mingyue put one hand on the giant panda pillow, looked up at the roses and perfume on the table, and said, "It will be a month later, remember to spare me the schedule."

Looking at Song Mingyue who was lying on the panda pillow and smiling at her, Zhang Tong said with a smile that it was necessary, and then turned off the lamp.

Song Mingyue lay flat, closed her eyes and rubbed her face against the pillow.

"Good night."

……

Wen Ju was Song Mingyue's last filming before school started, and the program team prepared for the filming for three days and three nights.

And for these three nights, Song Mingyue would live in the house prepared by the program team.

The house will be their "home" during the show.

The filming of the show started when Song Mingyue "off work". The news she got was that Jin Yunheng still had a schedule to play songs today.

The agreed time was eleven o'clock in the evening, and the program team went to the company to film the clip of her coming home from get off work.

Therefore, Song Mingyue practiced the piano in the company for 6 hours according to her own schedule, and only left the piano room after receiving the news that the program group had arrived.

"Has Mingyuexi been practicing the piano today?" The writer of the program group was actually a little annoyed, and she suddenly remembered that it was possible to shoot some clips of Song Mingyue practicing the piano.

"Inside. Piano practice is daily..." activity.

At this time, the assistant opened the door of the nanny's car, and Song Mingyue only spoke halfway.

The person who said he would be late because he had a schedule was sitting in the car smiling brightly at her.The temperature outside was very high, but Jin Yunheng was still wearing a formal suit, but the tie seemed to be pulled loose a little.

Obviously, they came directly from the event site, even the makeup, not even the color contact lenses.

"anniang"

So it's a surprise?Song Mingyue smiled and said, "anniang."

Although the other party was busy returning to playing songs, their communication during this period was still limited to the playlists recommended by each other on the mobile phone chat page, but the two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other when they communicated - because Jin Yongheng had a lot of topics to talk about.

The car was driving in the traffic, and Jin Yuheng was sitting in Song Mingyue's usual seat. From the moment he was supposed to drive to pick her up from get off work, to the fact that he hadn't passed his driver's license yet...

"So hungry."

Looking pitifully at Jin Mingheng who said that he was too busy with his schedule to have dinner.

Song Mingyue smiled, bent down and groped in the car, searched several places but only found a few lollipops.

The snacks in the car should have been eaten by Jae Yeon... Thinking of this, she still tried to look for it.

However, Jin Yuheng had already picked up a lollipop, peeled off a lollipop, and handed it over, and then peeled off another lollipop to hold in his mouth. He smiled at Song Mingyue who was looking at him, and said vaguely, "...that's great."

Song Mingyue smiled with sugar in her mouth.

Continue to chat and talk about various topics due to the busy schedule, such as sleep... As idols, even sleep is a luxury when they return.

As she talked, Song Mingyue never expected that she would get an answer about "doing things she likes and things she doesn't like" today.

Because she said, "Do what you like, and you won't feel hard at all. The reverse is also the same."

Jin Hongheng, who was looking out of the window and facing the camera sideways, turned his head, and said seriously with a lollipop in his mouth: "It may be so. But if it's all things you like, how do you know that you are Do you like it or not? Sometimes it is just because there are things you don’t like that the things you like are more precious.”

Jin Yunheng found that he was talking vaguely with a lollipop in his mouth. He reached out to hold the lollipop and licked his lips before continuing: "So when you do something you don't like, you can try to find the part you like in it .Take likes and dislikes as an experience. Maybe it won’t be hard.”

It's a completely different angle, and it's a bit of a mouthful.But Song Mingyue understood.

"Is that so?" Song Mingyue closed his eyes and flapped his long eyelashes.

Because it was filming, the topic did not continue to discuss in depth.

The two turned to talk about their expectations for the "new home".

The big cameraman pointed the camera at the two people in the back row, and he was actually a little relieved, it was much better than he expected.It was an hour's drive, and there was no silence between the two of them... There is actually a lot of content that can be preserved in this paragraph.

The new residence is a duplex apartment.

Song Mingyue led the camera to visit the room and when he went downstairs, he saw Jin Yuheng squatting next to his opened suitcase.

Walking over curiously, she found that the suitcase of the other party was full of shirts... shirts of various designs and colors, as well as black and white T-shirts.

Jin Yunheng didn't expect the other party to go downstairs so fast, holding the things he just took out of the suitcase behind his back quickly.

Song Mingyue noticed the other party's small movements, bent over and said with a smile: "Don't hide, I saw it."

"Don't try to lie to me, you didn't see it." The squatting man raised his head and raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said firmly.

If the deceit failed, Song Mingyue stretched out her finger and pointed at Jin Huangheng's forehead, and gently pushed it.

"Mo..." Jin Yunheng, who hadn't squatted well, sat on his back and fell directly on the ground, and then he couldn't help laughing, but the things in his hands were still hidden behind his back.

Song Mingyue squatted down, wrinkled her nose, and was about to do something more when a palm-sized black and white panda doll was handed to her eyes.

"Like it?"

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Here's the thing... After I finished writing a part, I put it in the draft box.As a result, I forgot to click save after continuing to code, and published it directly.Tired, I coded it the second time by memory, but I felt that the first time was better, but I couldn't remember it anymore.