Hero Chunxiang invites you to dream

, Immediately asked: "What is it like? You won't be stolen like I was last time, right?!"

This dream dragon is really a crow's mouth!Does he think that everyone has the bad luck and good luck of the protagonist like him?

Zhi Hyuk reflexively denied, then moved his lips a few times, glanced at Dan Ji who was secretly looking this way, and suddenly yelled "Ai Xi" in annoyance, turned his head and was about to leave.

But Dan Ji was irritated by his glance and call. Seeing that he was about to leave, she yelled softly: "Fang Zhihe, stop! What do you mean? Huh?"

Zhihe froze his figure, and there was a tangle between his brows. Meng Yan realized that something was wrong. Could there be something wrong with the car?Also related to Dan Ji?She recalled the plot carefully, but unfortunately, she didn't remember the non-main plot very clearly, and it took a long time to watch it, and she didn't deliberately watch it many times to see the details.

The biggest problem between Dan Hee and Zhi Hyuk is Dan Hee's desire to be an artist. Later, it seems that Zhi Hyuk fulfilled her unfulfilled wish, and she became his wife.

It's fun!Fate or the screenwriter of the original drama has a "sense of humor"!

Meng Yan felt that Dan Ji's current appearance was probably still unwilling to face the reality, admitting that she was not that material, it would not be appropriate to go on like this!

"Danji! Don't be angry, just talk to Zhihe!" Meng Yan first pressed the loli who was about to explode, then turned her head and asked Zhihe: "Zhihe, something seems wrong with you recently! Isn't it Because of President Bian Xuedao's words?"

Zhihe looked at Meng Yan in astonishment, glanced in Danji's direction from the corner of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I won't go!"

"Why? Why didn't you go? This is a rare opportunity!" Dan Ji said with disbelief, "Besides, President Bian Xuedao said it himself, so it shouldn't be a lie!"

"I know it's true, but..." Zhihe took a deep look at her, "Don't you really want to go? If I go, won't you be angry?"

Danji didn't expect that he was talking about this reason, she was very surprised, she stared at him and said: "Zhihe, you... are you afraid that I will get angry, so you decide not to go?"

Meng Yan shouted in her heart: Wow, what an infatuated child!Will Dan Ji, a heartless baby, be moved?Will you get the hang of it?

Zhi Hyuk nodded a little shyly, looking at her with some expectation in his eyes.

"You are such an idiot, you don't cherish such a good opportunity, and you don't care if I will be angry?" Dan Ji stared round her eyes and scolded angrily, "You just went to the audition, and you didn't want to steal something from me. Why am I angry!"

Meng Yan mourned Zhihe for three seconds in her heart!

Sure enough, Zhihe's eyes dimmed, and then he cheered up again immediately, and said with a smile: "Danji, you don't object to my going? Then I'll make money to buy you a gift then, what gift do you want? "

"Still buying gifts? You can redeem your motorcycle before we talk about it!" Chunxiang didn't know when the rehearsal was over, she leaned over, and said coolly to wake up the young man who was immersed in unrequited love, "Otherwise, look at your old age." Will Dad break your leg if he finds out!"

Zhi Hyuk shuddered in fright, and smirked at Chun Xiang flatteringly.

"Zhi Hyuk, you...wouldn't sell your motorcycle—are you!" Menglong finally "seeed" the truth, his eyes staring like a bull's-eye.

Under the coercion of several people, Zhihe had to confess that he sold his new motorcycle in order to help Danji raise the 500 million plastic surgery fee that was cheated by the white room chief. Chunxiang found out by accident, and only found out what happened after asking the boss.

After Dan Ji's matter was settled, he wanted to save money to buy the car back. When President Bian Xuedao said something like this again, he thought too much.

Dan Ji now knows that Meng Yan doesn't expect her to be moved, and then she understands Zhihe's deep affection, and then falls in love with Zhihe, and her performance also proves what it means to be "heartless" and "narcissistic".

"Zhihyuk, it turns out that's the case. I know that I'm smart, pretty, and temperamental. It's normal for boys to like me, but don't think I'll like you if you do this! One size fits all!"

What Dan Ji said is as sharp as gold.

Zhihe was silent, helplessly concealing the disappointment in his eyes, returned to his usual appearance, and became one with Menglong and the others.

Meng Yan shook her head, looked at these boys and girls with a helpless smile, and sighed in her heart: Dream or desire, which one is stronger?Or that the two are fundamentally two things born from the same root?

Regardless of these, the day of the performance has arrived regardless of human will!

Before falling asleep the night before, Meng Yan stared at her mobile phone for a long time, hesitating whether to tell Bian Xuedao the date of the performance, although she thought that Chunxiang should have told him the date when borrowing the props, but he is a busy person, maybe he will forget it!

What was it like in the original play?Meng Yan tried her best to recall, it seems that she came here, and brought a group of people with her, making her appearance in a very grand manner!But that was when he thought of it himself, he should invite him as an acquaintance because he borrowed the props, um, that's it, Meng Yan dialed Bian Xuedao's number.

"Hello, hello, who are you?" After the call was connected, Meng Yan froze when she heard a sweet female voice.

This is Bian Xuedao's cell phone. It's so late, uh, will it disturb him and his girlfriend?But doesn't he have a girlfriend?Bian Xuedao is very infatuated with Chunxiang in the play!How... how?

Thinking about it, Meng Yan became upset and irritable. I don't know if it was because he couldn't find anyone or because he found that Bian Xuedao was a little different from the original character?Or it was because of other reasons that Meng Yan didn't realize.

"Hey, Mengyan! Is that you? Mengyan?" Bian Xuedao's familiar voice became in his ears at some point, still so clear and cold, and there was a suppressed joy that Meng Yan didn't notice.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Bian Xuedao, well, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I suddenly thought of something that I'm not sure about, so I want to make sure."

Meng Yan tried her best to control her curiosity and unhappiness, and got straight to the point, "At 7 o'clock tomorrow night, our school's drama performance will start. If you are free, come and watch it!"

Immediately afterwards, she added another sentence without knowing why: "We are honored to have your help to have such exquisite props. I hope you can come to see our results as a thank you."

Listening to her polite words and distant tone, Bian Xuedao gradually felt a sore and sad feeling in his heart. He took a deep breath, and after calming down for a while, he said with difficulty: "Why do you think I lent you props? where?"

Meng Yan was stunned, she didn't expect him to ask such a question instead of answering her own question, why?Could it be that you took this opportunity to get close to my future sister-in-law because you fell in love with her?

Why is his tone a little different from usual?Did I say something wrong?

"Mr. Bian Xuedao, what's wrong with you?"

appellation, performance

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"Mr. Bian Xuedao, what's wrong with you?"

Listening to the silence on the phone, Meng Yan felt uneasy and flustered for no reason.

"Meng Yan!" After a long time, his voice came, this voice seemed calm and breezy, and had some obscure meanings, and then fell into silence again, as if he was thinking about something.

Meng Yan suddenly discovered that he had only called her by her first name since when, and usually only close elders, teachers, and friends of the same age would call her that, but he called her so naturally, and now he actually only called her by her first name. Noticed.

"Mr. Bian Xuedao, I..." She felt that it was a bit strange for her to call him that way. After all, the two of them were relatively close friends, and he helped her again and again, but asking her to call him uncle like Chunxiang, Uh, I really don't know how to yell, I don't know how Chunxiang yelled so smoothly, she is obviously not yet 30 years old, how can she become an uncle? !

And many heroines in Korean dramas call the male protagonist this way, uh, the two became a couple in the end, Meng Yan felt a little awkward thinking of this.

Alas, how did a simple appellation problem suddenly become so complicated?

Is this a cultural difference?

"Jason!"

Bian Xuedao's voice came again, "You can call me Jason from now on, this is my English name."

Meng Yan came to her senses: He actually told himself his English name? !And let yourself call him by his English name? !God, did he find himself tangled in calling him this?

It can't be so powerful!

But since he said that, does it mean that he really considers himself a friend, not the Korean style appellation with distinct seniority, but the Western style appellation between equal friends.

Meng Yan suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly relieved, she exhaled, and her tone became much lighter: "Jason, hehe, it sounds very nice, okay, I don't need to bother calling you Mr. President or something in the future, then you are free tomorrow Come?" Afraid that he would refuse, he added: "Well, I have a present for you tomorrow!"

Hearing her relaxed tone and the last sentence, Bian Xuedao seemed to be able to see her sparkling eyes looking at him, and the previous bitterness turned into sweetness. He wanted to tease her and said, "Oh ? Gift? What gift? If it’s not good, I won’t come.”

"Hey, you'll know when you're here! I won't tell you yet!" Meng Yan didn't like him, "If you're not satisfied, you can return it!"

"Then, so I have to go tomorrow?" Bian Xuedao couldn't help but chuckled, and his melodious baritone voice went straight into Meng Yan's heart.

She felt that the atmosphere of the conversation between the two