Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Wang Jiulong suddenly remembered something, turned his head to confirm with Zhang Jiuling: "Boss, our show..."

Zhang Jiuling was in a low mood, glanced at him, and said, ""Da Shang Shou""

"..."

Zhang Jiuling didn't pay much attention at first, but when he saw his embarrassed eyes and suppressed smile, he suddenly reacted.He glanced at Ling Pan, and then said to Wang Jiulong, "Brother, I'm sorry!"

Ling Pan looked at them suspiciously. Although Ling Pan had seen their performance in Harbin before, but because of the embarrassing situation at that time, she didn't go to the scene for several days, so she didn't know about "Da Shang Shou" this show.

When it was time to play, Ling Pan entered the backstage for the first time, and curiously followed Wang Jiulong to the entrance of the stage. She shrank behind Wang Jiulong and peeked at the audience.

Wang Jiulong turned back, smiled and said to her, "Why are you acting like a thief?"

Ling Pan stuck out his tongue at him, and stuck his head out a little.Then she heard a "click" shutter sound, she subconsciously searched for the source of the sound, and happened to meet the girl holding the video camera.

Ling Pan lowered his body stiffly, Wang Jiulong turned to look at her, and grinned.

Ling Pan stared at him: "Why didn't you remind me?!"

Wang Jiulong shrugged: "I just saw it too."

"..."

So in the subsequent super talk, the photo of Ling Pan's chin resting on Wang Jiulong's shoulder and the two looking at the camera together went crazy...

It was Linglong's turn to take the stage, and the two walked up the stage step by step, one behind the other.

Looking at the tall figure in the black coat, Ling Pan suddenly became a little more stable the moment he took the stage, and his whole person was different.

This was the first time she saw his back on stage, gentle, steady, and somewhat bookish.

Wang Jiulong walked to the microphone and said softly, "I'll change it for you."

"Thank you."

Ling Pan leaned against the entrance of the stage, watching them through the curtain.

Zhang Jiuling looked gloomy when he was off the stage, but when he stood on the stage, he was still smiling and relaxed.

He said: "Come on stage, let's introduce ourselves. Zhang Jiuling, Wang Jiulong. We are cross talk actors from Jiuzike..."

Wang Jiulong smiled warmly and nodded: "It's us."

Ling Pan tilted his head, staring at Wang Jiulong on the stage bewilderedly.What she likes most is their self-introduction when they came to the stage, without too many gorgeous decorations, but it made her feel extremely proud.

That's her big brother.

Ling Pan finally understood why Zhang Jiuling had strange expressions when Zhang Jiuling said they were performing "Da Shangshou"...

It turned out that he was smashing his daughter-in-law...

Zhang Jiuling smiled and said, "Your wife opened the door and was very happy to see me. Why? We are old classmates."

Ling Pan just stood there with potato chips and watched the play.

"I introduced this girl to Jiulong. Classmates meet classmates..."

Wang Jiulong answered subconsciously: "It must...no...not that!"

Zhang Jiuling pointed at herself: "I introduced it to Jiulong."

"Oh yes."

"It's the cleaning aunt of our school."

The smile on Wang Jiulong's face gradually disappeared: "My taste is too strong."

Zhang Jiuling corrected: "Aunt Baojie, her second aunt..."

"That's older than her!"

Zhang Jiuling said again: "Her second daughter! I introduced it to Wang Jiulong. I didn't like Jiulong at first."

Wang Jiulong glanced at the backstage without any trace, and then asked Zhang Jiuling, "Why?"

"Friends who know you well know that, going back two or three years, Jiulong's image is still very fat. The little girl didn't like him."

With a smile on the corner of Wang Jiulong's mouth, he said, "You can't look down on me."

Someone in the background silently rolled his eyes...

Zhang Jiuling said solemnly: "I was the one who seduced his girlfriend later."

Ling Pan got a piece of potato chips stuck in his throat.

Wang Jiulong came to his senses all of a sudden, stretched out his hand to grab his hair, pointed to his nose: "Do you like me, I'll tell you if I plucked all your hair off!"

Zhang Jiuling said, "What are you in a hurry for?!"

"I'm not in a hurry! Are you human? We are partners, we are buddies, and my girlfriend looked down on me at first."

"Yeah, she said you look down on you with all your flaws."

Wang Jiulong was in a hurry: "That's not like you!"

"I'm subdued." Zhang Jiuling put his hand on his shoulder.

"What do you mean you gave it pajamas?!"

Zhang Jiuling explained: "I have to tell people about your strengths, and say that Jiulong is good and that is good."

"praise me?"

"That's right, the dead water was taken alive." Zhang Jiuling said, smiling, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the backstage.

The audience in the audience also sensed their abnormality and looked at each other.

Wang Jiulong looked at him helplessly: "I can't help it."

"Isn't there such a word?"

"That's called persuasion! Tell her to praise me for being good, that's good, persuasion education!"

Zhang Jiuling seemed to understand: "Oh! Persuasion?"

Wang Jiulong wrinkled his face, and said in an aggrieved tone: "I'm still convinced, you... I can't even sleep..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the direction of the curtain again, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

The audience booed for a while.

Ling Pan lowered his head and supported his forehead, and it took him a while to recover.

It seems that it is not easy to be a cross talk actor, especially a family member who loves a cross talk actor...

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Bai Youyou stayed up all night to catch up on the manuscript again yesterday. After going to the restaurant to buy breakfast in the morning, he came to the classroom in a daze.

When she walked into the classroom, she suddenly saw the woman sitting in the last row, rubbing her eyes subconsciously, a little in disbelief.

She was wrapped in an apricot-colored woolen coat, with her head lowered, flipping through the textbook in her hand, her eyes focused.

Bai Youyou's eyes widened, and he immediately ran to her side, and then hugged her shoulders, startling the little woman who was concentrating on reading.

"I'm going! Ling Panpan! What are you crazy about?! You came to school?!"

Bai Youyou was really astonished by the look of working hard.

Ling Pan breathed a sigh of relief, and gave her a blank look: "What's the matter? You don't allow the scumbags to study hard?"

Bai Youyou looked at her, and said unceremoniously: "You don't even count as a scumbag, do you?"

"..."

"Students are at least still in the classroom, no matter how bad they are at school. How about you? It's been half a year, how many times have you stepped in the school gate?"

Ling Pan shrugged: "Then let's be a scumbag first."

Bai Youyou asked her: "Are you free recently? Have you no job? Why did you come to school suddenly?"

It stands to reason that after Ling Pan participated in the Hong Kong show, his net worth will rise rapidly. Needless to say, the announcement will be several times higher than before.And when she came to school suddenly at this time, and said that she had to study hard, Bai Youyou had a hundred question marks in her head.

Ling Pan turned the pen in his hand, and said casually: "I pushed back the job, leaving only the Paris Fashion Week interview in September."

Bai Youyou looked at her in surprise, and couldn't help raising her voice a lot: "What?!"

Her voice attracted the attention of the students in the front row.

Ling Pan brushed her hair helplessly.

"You put off all your work to come to class? Are you crazy? What do you want?"

Ling Pan leaned on the chair and said calmly, "It's nothing, I just suddenly want to study finance."

Bai Youyou seemed to understand something, and asked her: "Have you decided?"

Ling Pan lowered his eyes and nodded silently.

If she continues her work, it means that she will never be able to get rid of Ling Yun's control. It is better to put down the work first and use her studies to enrich herself, which can also make herself more confident.

It's not that she doesn't like the profession of modeling, but she doesn't want to be dominated by her strong mother anymore. This is the first step she will take after she is determined to be with Wang Jiulong.

In fact, she was a little bit reluctant, otherwise she would not have kept the interview at Paris Fashion Week. Paris Fashion Week is of great significance to a model.

Bai Youyou knows her temperament, and ordinary people can't shake her when she decides.So she patted Ling Pan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, since you have made up your mind, then sister will help you!"

Ling Pan smiled at her.

"However... you have been absent from class for half a year, and you didn't learn anything in the first half of the semester."

Ling Pan took her arm and said with a smile: "Isn't there still our college bully? I believe you will save me from being a scumbag!"

Bai Youyou burst out laughing with a "puchi": "That's all you want? My sister trained you to be a top student!"

Ling Pan missed half a year of classes, but luckily the second half of the semester just started.She followed the progress of the second half of the semester first, and the courses of the first half of the semester could be made up during the summer vacation.

In the evening, when Wang Jiulong came home after the performance, he saw Ling Pan sitting on the living room floor, doing his homework on the coffee table.

The light shone on her profile, soft and quiet.

Wang Jiulong bent his lips and looked at her serious and focused appearance, walked to her side silently, sat on the sofa, and said softly, "How was your class today?"

When Ling Pan heard this, he immediately dropped his pen, jumped onto the sofa, and complained to him with a bitter face: "Brother Da Nan, what should I do? For the first time, I feel that I am mentally retarded!"

Wang Jiulong was amused by her serious tone, and touched her head: "You haven't attended class for half a year, and it's normal to be mentally retarded."

"..."

Seeing her wrinkled face, Wang Jiulong smiled and stopped teasing her.

"Oh right, I'm going to perform in Harbin in March."

Ling Pan grabbed his big hand with a look of reluctance: "Ah? Didn't you just go there in January? Why are you going again?"

Wang Jiulong scratched her nose helplessly, and said, "You forgot, the team we were just divided into."

Ling Pan suddenly remembered that Linglong was assigned to five teams.

"What should I do?"

"What can I do? You go to school obediently, and when I come back from the special show on March [-]th, you can just come and watch the show."

Ling Pan frowned, groaned into his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "That's the only way..."

Wang Jiulong chuckled, patted her on the head, and said, "Don't you still have homework? Write it quickly."

Ling Pan hugged him even tighter, just hugging each other like this...

After a long time, Ling Pan sighed, then straightened up suddenly: "Going to do my homework!"

Wang Jiulong looked at the little woman who was studying at the desk again. He understood why Ling Pan did this, and he didn't intervene because it was her decision. He believed in her, and his Pan'er would definitely do well.