But he quickly regained his gold medal agent qualities and replied, "OK OK."

Ji Yu got his wish and added Lin Qiaoqiao’s WeChat through Ning Wan.

Lin Qiaoqiao didn't pass the friend verification until she got off work in the evening.

Half an hour later, Ji Yu sent a thirty-minute video.

Ji Yu: Sister, do you think my performance today is okay?

Lin Qiaoqiao hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but click on the video.

The image of a man squinting his eyes and playing Croatian Madness on the erhu comes into view, followed by the graceful melody of the guqin, the soft singing of a young man half-holding the pipa, the tall and slender figure when playing the flute, and the carefree and happy look in his eyes when playing the flute.

All of this outlined a vivid young man in Lin Qiaoqiao's mind.

Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but type "very good" in the input box, but in the end she deleted and reduced a few words but still didn't send out a single word.

After exiting the chat interface, Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but open Weibo.

She didn't even have time to search, but Weibo appropriately recommended videos related to Ji Yu to her.

Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but click in to take a look.

This video is a separate clip of Ji Yu playing the pottery xun, using the original sound, and interspersed with the unintentional eye contact between Ye Tangyin and Ji Yu.

I have to say the video editing is very CP-like.

Looking at the comments saying they were a perfect match, Lin Qiaoqiao felt as if a small flame in her heart was suddenly extinguished.

After a while, Lin Qiaoqiao felt that the more she looked at it, the less interesting it was, so she simply put down her phone and went to sleep.