"Can I still ask questions now?" The fan asked cautiously as she looked at the attractive protagonists signing autographs attentively.
Jing Zuohuai nodded, "Of course, what do you want to ask?"
The fan was very happy to receive the reply, "It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you guys."
Jing Zuohuai replied patiently, "Just say whatever you want to say. Today's time is yours, you can say whatever you want. We're worried about running out of topics. Of course, as long as you don't find us annoying, that's fine."
"No, no!" The fans quickly shook their heads.
She held up her face and looked at him. "I was so happy when I was chosen. It was like a dream. But I may not have this opportunity again. I will be flying abroad with my parents next month..."
"But I don't want to go abroad. I won't be able to see you. I have many good friends in China. I don't know what life will be like if I go abroad."
Good or bad, everything is unknown.
Jing Zuohuai stopped signing. He noticed that she was feeling a little down, and exchanged glances with Ke Huo. Ke Huo handed the girl a few tissues, and Jing Zuohuai comforted her softly.
"It's okay. If you miss us, just send us a private message or tag us. We should see it when we are not busy. You can watch us online. Love is not about distance, what do you think?" Jing Zuohuai said softly.
"You must be my fan, I remember meeting you offline before."
The little girl nodded with tears in her eyes. "I used to follow your activities and wrote you many letters. You even wrote me a blessing for my postgraduate entrance exam!"
"You see, it's been three years and I still remember you, so time is not a problem." Jing Zuohuai still spoke softly.
"I've also been abroad for work, but now I'm back and have achieved some small success. So don't treat it as a burden, but as a process of training. Get in touch with more new environments, and I believe you will become better, right?"
The little girl pouted and murmured, "I'm not as free and easy as you. I'm actually very introverted."
"I'm introverted too," Jing Zuohuai confessed. Ke Huo beside him couldn't help but laugh. "Don't laugh, I really am a bit introverted. When I first arrived abroad, I didn't want to talk to anyone. When someone talked to me, I would deliberately hide away."
"But it got better later. Here's an idea: when you have to communicate with strangers, just treat them like turnips. Wouldn't that be better?"
Jing Zuohuai told her about his past, "I didn't like communicating with people before, so I just treated them as vegetables. I lived like this when I was abroad, so sometimes I can't remember names at all. I've called almost everyone in the crew and labeled them as vegetables."
Ke Huo was very surprised. He had never thought that his idol could be like this. He couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it possible that you have treated me like a vegetable?"
Jing Zuohuai smiled playfully and raised his eyebrows slightly at him, "Do you really want to know?" Now it was Ke Huozhen's turn to be shocked. He just asked this question, but he didn't expect that he would actually be imitated by him!
He really couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? What do you take me for?"
This kid is really hard to stop amusing.
Jing Zuohuai quickly shook his head, "No, you are very recognizable, and I was the one who greeted you first, don't you remember?"
"That's more like it!" Ke Huo pouted. He was saying that he was so handsome, how could any vegetable compare to him?
The female fan was amused by their interaction and quickly wiped away her tears of laughter.
She knew what she had to do, thanks to them helping her untie the knot in her heart.
How can the person I like be so nice!
"Thank you, I think I've come to terms with it."
Ke Huo breathed a sigh of relief. He had never been able to coax anyone since he was little, he only knew how to argue with them. Whenever he saw a girl in a bad mood, he would subconsciously hide. Now that everything was fine, he dared to speak up.
"Oh, it's okay." Ke Huo said, and followed Jing Zuohuai to write a blessing on a postcard. "There's nothing to worry about. My definition of life is to follow my heart. I only have a few decades to live anyway, so being happy is the most important thing!"
The girl took the postcard, which had both of their signatures and two small blessings on it.
One is: Listen to the voice in your heart; the other is: Indulge yourself in play, things will get better.
The writing is easy to distinguish. One has delicate handwriting and warm words, while the other has wild handwriting and wild content.
Jing Zuohuai handed her a candy. Sweets always make people happy to some extent.
He Zhijin was watching from the side. He knew Jing Zuohuai was good at coaxing people, so he was always relieved.
But the child's fingers seemed red from the cold. Was the hand warmer no longer warm, or was it losing its temperature? Confused, he went on stage to find out the reason.
When He Zhijin approached, Jing Zuohuai was puzzled. He didn't understand why he went on stage. Was it work content or personal news?
He Zhijin squeezed his fingertips, they were so cold!
The hand warmer hadn't been charged when he used it yesterday, so it must be out of power now. He looked for the cause one by one. He Zhijin reached under his clothes from behind and found that the hand warmer had also expired.
Doesn't this kid completely ignore himself when doing business?
Wearing so little and yet he doesn't complain about being cold.
"Huh?" Jing Zuohuai was startled by the sudden action and his back straightened involuntarily.
He Zhijin thought he had touched his itchy spot and patted his back to comfort him, "Don't move, I'll help you change the hot pack."
He tore off the cold one and replaced it with the preheated one. "Your fingers are so cold! Why didn't you call me when they were this cold? You had to wait until you were sick to tell me?"
Jing Zuohuai muttered that no, he really didn't feel cold, he really couldn't feel it when the atmosphere became hot.
"that……"
Fans were a little hesitant.
"Can you tell me this?"
Fans were a little hesitant.
Jing Zuohuai heard them whispering and looked over in confusion. Wasn't the atmosphere so good just now? Why did they suddenly become so cautious?
"Excuse me, what is Senior He doing? Is he taking advantage of our baby Jing?" His fans asked directly without fear.
"Wow, no way, Brother He, you are so hungry!"
"No, huh? Are you so brave?" Kehuo fans were shocked.
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