Later, Song Nanwu finally realized that WeChat was a software that could be used to communicate with each other.

After all this trouble, it was already dark.

Lin Xiaoran was planning to take Song Nanwu out for dinner when a group of people suddenly arrived.

"Second Young Master, the master asks you to go home."

The leading man in a black suit looked at him and said, with a faint smile on his lips, the arc was just right, showing a bit of friendliness.

When Lin Xiaoran saw the person coming, he knew that Si Jin must have complained about him again.

This person was really malicious. Knowing that he was afraid of his brother, he chose to call his brother, so that his brother's first words every time he called him were, "Si Jin talked to me about you today."

Damn it, if you have the guts, let’s have a one-on-one duel!

What’s the point of complaining!

But Lin Xiaoran seemed to have forgotten that among the young masters in North City, everyone was afraid of Si Jin, and even his brother had to be polite to him.

"Nanwu, I have something to deal with, you should go home!" Lin Xiaoran said to Song Nanwu.

Song Nanwu glanced at the group of people who had arrived. Seeing that they knew Lin Xiaoran and had no ill intentions, she nodded at him and said, "Okay."

Lin Xiaoran followed the group of people away. Song Nanwu didn't wander around the street either. She took a taxi and returned to the apartment.

There was a computer in the living room, and as soon as Song Nanwu came back, she sat in front of the computer and surfed the Internet.

During this day, she became familiar with the keyboard. She was typing on the keyboard at a very fast speed, and strings of English codes appeared on the computer screen.

If you can get a replacement ID card at the police station, then the identity system must be there too.

All she had to do was fill her identity information into the system without anyone noticing.

As the night deepened, the lights in the north city were still on, but the quiet and desolate atmosphere, different from the hustle and bustle of the day, revealed the silence of the night.

Song Nanwu was still sitting in front of the computer, and the only sound in the entire living room was the constant "tapping" of the keyboard.

Vegetables was lying on the computer desk, looking completely absorbed in the new mobile phone Song Nanwu had just bought.

"Nannan, you know what, these 21st century things called mobile phones are really interesting."

Song Nanwu glanced at it while praising it and said, "Then study it carefully and tell me when you understand it."

"Leave it to me." The vegetables responded, and the voice sounded very cheerful.

Song Nanwu also finished her work and also wrote a networking program for the vegetables.

If vegetables could be connected to the 21st century Internet, many things would become much more convenient.

After a busy night, there were still two hours until dawn. Song Nanwu yawned, glanced at Vegetables who was still playing with his mobile phone, and fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

The next morning, Song Nanwu was awakened by the sunlight shining into the room.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Vegetable still lying on the computer desk playing with his phone, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

It's rare to see vegetables like something so much.

"Vegetables, what time is it?" Song Nanwu sat up and looked at the vegetables, her voice lazily like someone who had just woken up.

"Nine forty-three." The vegetable swiped the screen with its claws and responded without looking up.

Although Lin Xiaoran told her that she didn't have to go to the studio for the next two days, Song Nanwu got up, packed up, and went there anyway.

After all, she had just started working, and it was not good to be so passive and lazy. What's more, she still didn't quite understand this job.

When Song Nanwu arrived at the studio, Zhao Sheng and Fang Shu were already sitting in front of the computer. When they saw her, they greeted her.

Song Nanwu looked at them and responded, then sat down in her own seat. She looked at Fang Shu next to her and asked, "Fang Shu, what do you do on a daily basis?"

Fang Shuxiang chuckled at her, "Well, our job is nothing more than taking pictures of celebrities, interviewing them, and then seeing if there's anything we can report. But you have to be careful when following Mr. Lin, he's going further and further down the road of courting death."

Seeing the sympathy rising in Fang Shu's eyes, Song Nanwu frowned slightly in confusion, "Why should I be careful?"

"Alas, it's because Mr. Lin followed Si Jin's line." Fang Shu sighed softly, looking at Song Nanwu's somewhat enigmatic words, "You will understand later."

Song Nanwu: “…”

So is it really okay to rely on self-understanding?

Without asking any more questions, Song Nanwu silently searched for Si Jin's information on the Internet.

Si Jin made his debut at the age of seventeen, and won the Best Actor Award for his role in the movie "Fantasy Song" at the age of eighteen. At the ages of twenty and twenty-one, he won the Golden Star and Golden Palm Awards successively, becoming the youngest double-crown actor in the entertainment industry. He is a well-deserved top traffic star.

Whenever he goes out, the airport will be crowded and traffic will be congested.

In addition, Si Jin is currently serving as the captain of the Alliance's Zongji team.

"Alliance, the captain of a gaming team." Song Nanwu murmured.

Fang Shu heard this, came over, and said, "Nan Wu, do you play League of Legends too? The Zongji team led by Si Jin is quite powerful. Speaking of which, I'm still his fan when it comes to playing League of Legends! What can I do, what can I do?"

He followed a boss who only wanted to expose secrets about his idol. Fortunately, he never got involved in it, so his conscience was not bothered.

Fang Shu felt a little melancholy.

Song Nanwu didn't know what he was melancholy about. She glanced at Fang Shu and then her eyes fell on Si Jin's picture on the computer, which was mainly a blood-red rose and a vampire.

Noble, elegant, arrogant, evil, yet his eyes look out gently, as if one can be lost in those dark and deep pupils at a glance.

So many characteristics are perfectly integrated in this one person, it's just amazing.

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