[Deyun Society] Zhou Jiuliang, a sweet cake in the world

Because it will be October [-] soon, and there are many various activities required by the school. This Friday, Ling Anan was forced to stay at the school to solve a bunch of messes in the student union. God knows how Ling Anan endured and wanted to overturn the meeting room of the Youth League Committee. The urge to listen to a bunch of people talking about the plan.

Brother Meng and Zhou Jiuliang are performing in Huguang today, okay? ?I have the time to listen to you bawling, I'll go and watch Zhou Jiuliang clasp his fingers on stage, okay? ! !

Now in Ling An'an's eyes, all those sitting there were bad guys who prevented him from running towards Zhou Jiuliang's arms.

So Ling Anan was very upset, and then he was also unhappy seeing the various plans they presented.

"Brother, it's not that I don't agree with you wanting to hold a singing competition. Your planning is too bad. There are no publicity methods or emergency measures at all. Do you want to go to heaven?"

"There is also your etiquette team. If you don't want to join, you force each class to send people out? Then why did you want your etiquette team?"

"Everyone in the association should stop and stop. The planners didn't just tell me that they want to hold a joint exhibition?? Why do they do it with their mouths? Plan and write plans!"

"..."

Ling Anan took a plan and threw away another plan, and was forced to take it out of the conference room by her elder sister twisting her ears, "Hey, sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay, my ear is about to fall off. Aww!!"

Ten minutes later, Wang Qingyue returned to the conference room with the listless brat.

"Cough." Ling Anan cleared his throat, "Don't worry about other activities, wait until after recruiting new students before submitting plans to me. Today is mainly to finalize the orientation meeting and club recruitment."

The meeting started at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and it lasted until [-]:[-] in the evening. It was a full four hours before the meeting ended when it was dark outside.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard." Ling Anan signed the plan and rubbed his temples, "Dinner tonight, I invite you."

Ling Anan turned on her phone and found that Zhou Jiuliang had sent herself a photo, which was the VIP position of the Huguang venue.

Zhou Hang: [picture]

Deyun Little Fairy Ling An'an:?

Zhou Hang: The place reserved for you by Shaobing

Deyun Little Fairy Ling Anan: I just returned to the dormitory after the meeting

Deyun Little Fairy Ling An'an: Help me, thank you Brother Cake

Deyun Little Fairy Ling An'an: I want to see you perform with Meng Ge

Zhou Hang: Good boy

Zhou Hang: Brother Meng told me to get ready to go on stage

Zhou Hang: Send me a message in the dormitory

Deyun little fairy Ling Anan: okk

Ling Anan transferred the money to his vice president, saying that he would not go if he was a little tired, and that he didn't have enough money, so he took Wang Qingyue and the two to take a taxi back to the dormitory.

The two girls were paralyzed on the bed in the dormitory, neither wanting to move.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Damn girl, stop for a while!!" Wang Qingyue was taken aback by Ling An'an's sudden convulsions, picked up the pillow at hand and threw it over, "Look at your inner life."

"Alas..." Catching the pillow thrown by Wang Qingyue and hugging her in her arms, Ling Anan, who was still convulsed just now, suddenly began to sigh, "When will it be my turn to be in sweet love?"

"Oh, my little ancestor." Wang Qingyue's head hurts when he heard this sentence, "You and Zhou Jiuliang play video games and play games every day, and pick you up and send you off every week. Together?"

"Ang." Ling Anan blinked and blinked, trying hard to organize her poor language vocabulary, "I don't know why, but I think he's mean to me and he doesn't like me."

"???" Wang Qingyue tried hard to digest Ling Anan's incoherent explanation, and felt that he should not have a daughter in the future, and even having a daughter would not be able to cultivate Ling Anan like this, "What do you mean being interesting to you and not liking you???"

"Oh!!" Ling Anan covered his face, "That's right, he drank too much on his birthday that night and sang a little song to lull me to sleep, but the next day he acted like nothing happened, what should I do? .”

"Come on, tell me everything honestly." Wang Qingyue is a woman with vicious eyes, penetrating thoughtfulness, ability, and artifice. She smelled something different from Ling Anan's few words, "Sister, I will give you a reference." .”

Ling An'an saw Wang Qingyue exuding an oppressive aura, and instantly faltered. From Qin Kaixuan taking her to the backstage for the first time, the first game Zhou Jiuliang played with him, to Zhou Jiuliang sending her home, He bought breakfast, took care of Zhou Jiuliang who was sick, and every cross talk performance, as well as the suet jade he gave him.

Wang Qingyue clicked her tongue, she didn't know whether she should hit the silly girl or hit the silly girl.

"You gave Zhou Jiuliang the mutton fat jade that your uncle gave you?" Wang Qingyue couldn't hold back and pinched Ling Anan's cheeks twice. "If I were your uncle, I would give you a discount on your legs."

Ling Anan obediently let Wang Qingyue pinch her, and then carefully hugged her elder sister's waist and acted like a baby, "Eldest sister~"

"An'an." Wang Qingyue embraced the coquettish brat, put his chin on Ling An'an's shoulder, and sighed, "Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang are destined to become actors in the future, and they will definitely have a lot of fans in the future." .”

"That's for sure." Ling Anan closed her eyes gently, as if she saw Zhou Jiuliang standing on the stage many years later, and there were no seats left. The person I have a crush on."

"Silly girl." Wang Qingyue was helpless, and she felt that she had to break up with the little girl to understand some words. From the public's point of view, if you are not good enough, or if you don't have the same popularity as him, his fans will not think that you are worthy of him, but will only think that you are dragging Zhou Jiuliang down."

"Is the opinion of the fans that important, sister?" There were two drops of water hanging on Ling An'an's long eyelashes.

"It's not important, it's important." Wang Qingyue's voice was a little hoarse, "Think about it, they have half a foot in the entertainment industry when they become famous and famous. You can't understand the lessons of those stars in the entertainment industry who have announced their love affairs. "

It's not that it shouldn't, it can't, it can't understand.

I can talk about liking this kind of thing, but if we are really together, we have to plan for the future.

Just imagine, after it was made public, Zhou Jiuliang's disengagement would not count, and Ling An'an, who was exposed to the public eye, would become the target of public criticism. At that time, it might not be so.Is Zhou Jiuliang protecting her from Deyun Club, or is she under pressure to reason with fans?

There was an abyss before and wolves, tigers and leopards in the back said what Ling Anan's situation would be like in the future, if there was a slight deviation, there would be no redemption.

This is all unknown, but for now, it is still controllable.

"Sister, I like him so much." Ling Anan buried herself in the arms of her eldest sister, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to be with him."

"Is it necessary for him?"

"Unless he does not marry."

Ling An'an was quickly coaxed by Wang Qingyue, the little girl had red eyes and wanted to go out to buy food, but Wang Qingyue didn't stop her, as an older sister could still help her with some things.

After hesitating with the phone for a long time, Wang Qingyue still dialed the number.

"Hello, Ah Yu?"

"Well, yes, I'll talk to the little girl."

"sorry to bother you."

Wang Qingyue has a young girl who is now a designer of a well-known brand in the Mainland. She mainly designs Hanfu. Half a month ago, she came to her home to play and saw a photo of Ling Anan wearing Hanfu. She expressed that she wanted to sign this girl Wang Qingyue refused to be the spokesperson of his own brand Hanfu.

Ling An'an's feelings for Zhou Jiuliang were already too hard to convince the little girl to give up, Wang Qingyue could only pave the way for Ling An'an and Zhou Jiuliang's future plans.

As for whether Zhou Jiuliang and Ling Anan can be together, Wang Qingyue, who has been there, said that if my sister likes to be tied together, she must be tied together!

Zhou Jiuliang stepped off the stage and found that Ling Anan hadn't reported his safety, so he called Ling Anan, and there was a lot of noise when he got connected there. Zhou Jiuliang waited patiently for a while before he heard Ling Anan's voice

"Hello? Can you hear me???"

"Why haven't you returned to the dormitory?" Zhou Jiuliang looked up at his watch, and at ten o'clock, "You are the only one outside?"

"I just bought food and went to the dormitory." Ling Anan held the phone between his shoulders and neck, and switched the bag he was carrying to his right hand. "My eldest sister and I haven't eaten for two lunches."

"You should come back next week." Meng Hetang, who was standing by and eavesdropping, expressed his love for his sister, and even gestured to Zhou Jiuliang to chat with the little girl to the dormitory.

"That's a good relationship." Ling Anan smiled, her brows and eyes curved, "I miss you so much."

"How much do you think?"

"We have a meeting today." Listening to Zhou Jiuliang's voice, Ling An'an seemed to have disappeared from the sudden and bewildered feeling just now, "Because I can't see you two being irritable and wanting to throw the table with them!"

"..." Zhou Jiuliang didn't know what to say, since the first drink with Zhang Helun and the others, Ling Anan has been less and less able to hide his irritable side in front of him.

Ling Anan didn't care whether Zhou Jiuliang said or not, she still complained about how wronged she was at today's meeting. If Wang Qingyue didn't stop her, a bunch of people would have signed a letter to dismiss her as the president.

For half an hour on the phone, it was Ling Anan who kept talking about this and that, Zhou Jiuliang listened quietly and made a few words from time to time, and walking down a road without street lights, Ling Anan was not so scared anymore.

After chatting with the little girl all the way to the dormitory, Zhou Jiuliang said that he had to pack his things and leave work.

"You eat first." Zhou Jiuliang packed his things in his hands, "I'll play games with you when I get home, okay?"

"it is good."

Ling An happily hung up on Zhou Jiuliang's phone. He obviously received a video call from Zhou Jiuliang every day, but every time he answered the phone, he felt his heart beating so fast.

Lie on the bed and click on the phone, Ling Anan swiped Tangliang's [Yellow Crane Tower] three times.

Ling Anan thought of that noisy night, Zhou Jiuliang sang a little song to herself with his cool voice, coincidentally, it was also the Yellow Crane Tower.

Call Zhuge Liang, my dear man.

The author has something to say:

Every time I look at Tangtang and Jiuliang's Yellow Crane Tower

I'm so excited

Especially the Sambo scene

Mr. Little, it's so tantalizing.

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