Why can't the lead singer control himself

Zheng Hao threw out this sentence lightly, and he didn't care what other people's reactions were, as if no one else existed.

Then he picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow, and said to Wan Jingjing, "It's Huizi calling you."

Before Wan Jingjing could say "No answer", he clicked the green button.

The drummer's voice can be clearly heard without having to put it on. He yelled on the phone: "Old Wan, Lao Wan, Haozi's parents are going to the hospital, and they are almost here. Hurry up..."

Zheng Hao: "Yeah, it's here, thank you."

Everyone: ...

Zheng Jing was the first to break the deadlock, he stepped in front of Wan Jingjing in two or three steps, stretched out his hand and said, "Wan, Teacher Wan, right, I often hear Haozi mentioning you, I am his brother.

My parents were a little anxious when they heard that he was sick, and couldn't sit still. No, they drove here before dawn today.

I should have told you in advance, but he couldn't get in touch with his mobile phone. There was no other way, so I left a message for Huizi.

Haha...Maybe he just got up. "

It's only natural for the family to come to see Zheng Hao, but they didn't expect to explain it to him.

Wan Jingjing was overwhelmed by the flattery, and felt a little out of control, but fortunately, he pretended to be good all the year round, and he was able to handle it with ease.Immediately put on a decent smile: "No, no, I didn't think carefully. I didn't ask Huizi to leave my phone number for you yesterday. Hello, uncle and aunt, my name is Wan Jingjing."

Wan Jingjing looked at the expressions of Zheng Hao's family, he really didn't know what Zheng Jing meant by "often mentioning".

And Zheng Hao's "boyfriend", plus these things that have been going viral recently... Does his family already know about it?

Well, don't think about it.

Looking at the appearance of the two elders, one stared at Wan Jingjing and frowned, and the other showed a smile that was more awkward than crying. It was really difficult to show kindness.

Look at the two single beds pushed together in the room...

Wan Jingjing simply stopped pretending, and might as well play the role of a considerate son-in-law from the beginning.

"Uncle and aunt, Brother Jing, sit down."

He spread out the folding chairs, poured water for several people, and put breakfast on the bed table.

He asked in detail, "Have you had breakfast? I'll go down and buy some."

"No need," Zheng Jing and Liang Suqin said at the same time.

Wan Jingjing raised his head and met their eyes, Zheng Jing deliberately dropped the second half of the sentence and stopped talking.

Liang Suqin was stunned for a second, and had no choice but to tell Wan Jingjing in person: "We ate on the way...uh...you haven't eaten yet, have you? Don't worry about us, let's eat first."

Wan Jingjing accurately understood the subtleties, and smiled politely: "Auntie, you can just call me Xiaojing."

Zheng Jing answered: "Yeah, then the two of us collided a little bit, and my friends also call me Xiaojing."

Wan Jingjing laughed heartily twice, seemingly casually, looked at Liang Suqin and said, "I'm only called that by my family members and elders."

After speaking, he went to pour water again, held a glass, and first handed it to the person sitting by the door who had been silent all this time: "Uncle, drink some water."

It was inappropriate for Zheng Xinmin to keep silent. He took it with a nod and said, "Okay, sit down, Xiao Wan, don't be restrained by us."

Good guy, one sentence turned the home court around.

Wan Jingjing chose a seat further outside than Zheng Xinmin and sat down, thinking how such a father could raise a [-]-year-old Zheng Hao.

The two hundred and five who were chanted, looking at the situation, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the family is harmonious and everything is prosperous.

I really don't know if he is overjoyed or sick and confused.

Suddenly he opened his mouth, and called Zheng Xinmin coquettishly: "Hey, Dad!"

Zheng Xinmin, who hadn't been called that by his youngest son for two years, was a little unconcerned, showing a hint of surprise: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Hao said: "Why don't you take out the red envelope!"

Zheng Xinmin didn't respond a bit: "What?"

Zheng Hao: "When you met my sister-in-law for the first time, what a big red envelope you gave us, and we can't afford less!"

Zheng Xinmin's joy quickly faded. In front of Wan Jingjing, he smiled with his lips pursed, neither angry nor angry, so he had no choice but to continue to put on a bad face.

Zheng Jing quickly stuffed a steamed bun into Zheng Hao's mouth: "Hurry up and eat."

With the corners of Wan Jingjing's lips tensed, he sat with the family for a while and told them about Zheng Hao's situation.

Zheng Hao talked nonsense several times during the period, but this was not the first time I saw this situation. The old man was mentally prepared and didn't take him seriously.

What made Liang Suqin talk about it was myocarditis, and she kept scolding Zheng Hao for not paying attention to herself.

Wan Jingjing held back for a while, and after Liang Suqin said that he would take a break for half a year, he still couldn't hold back and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will watch him in the future, and I won't do such tiring work again."

Liang Suqin was stunned for a moment again, and this time the smile on her face was not so forced: "Okay, really, tell me, you are already such an adult."

She didn't want to talk deeply about how Wan Jingjing managed her son's affairs. She knew something about their work relationship, so she said, "He also caused you a lot of trouble at work, right?"

Changing to Wan Jingjing this time was a bit stiff. He thought about the recent turmoil and wondered if Liang Suqin was referring to these things. He also caused a lot of trouble for Zheng Hao. How should he explain it?

But before he could speak, Zheng Jing stopped him.

Zheng Jing: "Then what, Xiaojing, you can accompany me to find a doctor. I don't bring his previous concussion case with me. I want to talk to the doctor again."

"Oh good", Wan Jingjing got up quickly and was rescued.

Going to the doctor is a bit unnecessary, and I would come to make rounds in a while.

When the two went out, Zheng Jing quickly dropped the layer of politeness and said directly to Wan Jingjing:

"His sister-in-law loves gossip, and she showed me your affairs these two days, but my parents don't know about it yet, and they don't usually go on Weibo or anything, so there's no need to say it."

Wan Jingjing understood it, and first self-reflected: "Some of my previous things involved him, which caused these problems."

Zheng Jing patted him with a smile: "Needless to say, I know what kind of virtue he is, he must have been stabbed again on the show, and he was calculated by someone, right?"

Wan Jingjing rubbed his nose: "Yes... But there are also my problems, and other people's malice, so we can't blame him entirely."

When he reached the elevator entrance, Zheng Jing didn't reach out to press it, but stopped and looked at Wan Jingjing, and said calmly: "Well, I don't understand the things in your circle, but..."

He thought for a while and said, "We haven't met before, but he did tell me about you a long time ago. I don't really understand you, but I believe in your character. If these things can be clarified, it's better to resolve them as soon as possible."

Wan Jingjing nodded, feeling that the situation was like a trust, and just wanted to say a few words of assurance.

Zheng Jing patted him again: "Hey, don't be so serious, I'm not trying to put pressure on you, but I just want you to get rid of these outside things quickly, so that the family members don't know about it.

If things go well this year, during the Chinese New Year this year, I'm thinking about the two of you going home, and my parents' side will be almost there, haha. "

Wan Jingjing: ...

He figured it out, Zheng Hao's character didn't come from his parents, it was all his brother's habit.

Zheng Jing was complacent, and Wan Jingjing didn't think so: "Well, the more serious rumor is plagiarism. I also have some evidence here, and I will send it out to clarify. Others, I will plan well."

"Okay, then I'm relieved." Zheng Jing finally raised his hand and pressed the elevator, and asked gossipingly, "Hey, that contradictory band, I think their songs are pretty good, what's the matter with you?" What about deep hatred? Spreading rumors like this?"

"There's no grudge, it's just me and their lead singer, who used to be classmates and teammates, had some misunderstandings and were exaggerated back and forth. But I want to talk to him these few days and get some things out of the way so we can resolve it The next question." Wan Jingjing explained.

His idea was formed last night. Although Li Dafu voluntarily handed over the manuscript to him, once it is presented to the public, there will definitely be a replacement for the composer. He wonders if Li Dafu has thought about this clearly.

Or whether there is or not, he has to make it clear to him before it can be made public.

Although Zheng Jing didn't quite understand, he probably felt that Wan Jingjing was very reliable, so he nodded in agreement and chatted casually: "It's Li Dafu, right? I remember Haozi said that you are a high-achieving student, and you are college classmates?"

Wan Jingjing nodded: "Well, we are from the same university and formed a band together. It was relatively low-key at that time..."

When the elevator reached this floor, there was a "ding".

Wan Jingjing was saying "relatively low-key" when the elevator door opened, and a man wearing a mask with sunglasses and the collar of his jacket turned up to cover the lower half of his face appeared in the elevator, and he was facing the door and raised his feet to get out.

He and the two at the door looked at each other.

Wan Jingjing: "Li Dafu?"

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I'm late, and I still haven't caught the last bus on the 13th. Happy Chinese Valentine's Day everyone!