"Well, the cake is four inches. I bought a smaller one because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to finish it. It has an ice cream filling, the kind I usually eat." Jing Zuohuai placed the eggshell candles on top. He Zhijin had put the hat on him. It was a little crooked, but very playful.
"You can't eat too many sweets at night. It will make you fat and it's not good for your health. I will sleep until noon tomorrow and then go out with friends."
He Zhijin sat beside him, listening to him. There were also comments asking about his situation, but he ignored them all. Jing Zuohuai saw that he didn't want to answer, so he picked out his own questions to reply to them.
It is a rare opportunity for him to appear on screen with me. Jing Zuohuai knows how to stop when he is ahead.
"You can make a wish now." He Zhijin prepared the lighter and lit the candle at exactly midnight.
Jing Zuohuai crossed his hands in front of his chest, clasped them tightly, and made a wish devoutly, the wish he had made many times.
Please let his light shine again, and may the one I love be happy forever.
If there really are gods, please listen to my wishes.
He was in church, and the wish he made on his birthday was the same.
He firmly believed that if he did it enough times, the gods would eventually hear it.
"Huh!" Jing Zuohuai blew out the candles, the smile in his eyes hard to hide. The comments were filled with messages of "Happy Birthday" and well wishes for him.
The four-inch cake was divided into three equal parts, one for himself, one for He Zhijin, and the other for the fans.
He divides the meal into portions according to the number of people present, and counts the fans as one portion. This has always been his habit. After the live broadcast, he will eat the fans' portion himself, so as not to waste it.
This was the happiest time he had had in the past three years. The person he loved was by his side, and there were many people who liked him. He also received many loving letters and blessings.
That's enough, he wants nothing more.
"Okay, okay, I'm very happy today. Thank you for staying with me so late. Friends who win the prize, remember to contact the property management and provide your winning information by tomorrow night at the latest. If you are late, the prize will be given to the next person." Jing Zuohuai ate the cake one spoonful at a time.
[Okay, baby, go to bed early, good night]
[Baby, remember to pay taxes, don’t evade taxes]
[It's okay to have a boyfriend or girlfriend, we all understand. Please don't go piao, please, we really can't live without you.]
"Do you need to remind me of these?" Jing Zuohuai was speechless and found the warnings they issued funny.
"My dears, what have I done to misunderstand you? Do I evade taxes? Do I go to whores? Hmm? That's the image I have in your minds."
"Puchi." He Zhijin couldn't help laughing out loud.
Jing Zuohuai: "What are you laughing at? Don't you believe me?"
He Zhijin: "No, no, I just think, uh... your fans are pretty cute."
"snort."
[Ahhhhhhh my Jing called us baby]
[We don’t doubt you, but there have been so many people whose houses have collapsed recently that we are afraid]
[Yeah, yeah, we're not angry, we don't mean any harm]
[We are just too scared. If you collapse, we won’t be able to believe it.]
[This hum is very spiritual]
[Ahhhhhh, it's rare to see a proud little Jing]
"No, we won't do anything illegal." Jing Zuohuai gave them sedatives and promised that he would not do it.
"I'll be more active in the future. I'll post some selfies, do live broadcasts, and chat with you guys more when I have time. Okay, but put your heart away. Am I the kind of person who would do something like this?"
[Hahahahahaha no no]
[Alright, don't worry! Good night, Jing baby, get some rest.]
[Finally, I wish Xiaojing a happy birthday again, and may all her wishes come true]
"Everyone, go to bed early. I'm going to end the live broadcast. Good night, good night." Jing Zuohuai turned off the live broadcast and finished eating two pieces of cake. He Zhijin cleaned the room for him.
Judging from the live broadcast just now, the trend of speech is good and there are no negative remarks.
The He Zhijin incident caused a big stir before, but it was no longer a big deal after it was clarified. His fans are very loyal, and most of them are loyal fans.
Moreover, this person has fans of all ages, including men, women, young and old.
He didn't understand why he didn't want to come back.
"Senior..." Looking at his back, I couldn't help but make a sound.
"Huh?" He Zhijin heard it and turned to look at him.
"I let you appear on camera, and the fans also want to know about your situation. You can see that they still care about you." Jing Zuohuai didn't know how to start. "You, do you have any ideas?"
"Ideas?" He Zhijin frowned slightly.
It is impossible to say that he has no thoughts. When he sees fans in the barrage area, they want to know about his situation and ask him how he is doing recently.
In his heart, he actually felt more sweet than grateful...
But so what? He was just his agent, just an assistant. To reduce the impact on both sides, he had no choice but to pretend he didn't see it.
"It's fine. It didn't cause any problems. Your fans are really cute. They really care about you and are more polite than any other fans I've ever met."
He Zhijin replied, "Also, my appearance on camera didn't cause any adverse effects on you, which is good."
"You, you don't have..." Don't you have any other ideas or something.
Forget it, there will be another chance in the future.
"It's okay, senior, you should go back and rest early. It's getting late. Good night."
"Good night." Pack up the garbage and take it away.
Many of the hot searches are about this live broadcast, and the top 20 hot searches also include those about Jing Zuohuai and He Zhijin.
I took a quick look and found no adverse effects, so I felt relieved. It was just past half past midnight, but everyone in the super topic was still very excited. The super topic became more active after Jing Zuohuai appeared.
Jing Zuohuai posted two photos, one was a selfie of himself, and the other was a picture of him after eating the cake. There were three empty plates in the second photo, which was particularly touching under the dim light and very warm.
"Jing Zuohuai." He Zhijin walked to the door and called him softly.
"Um?"
"Happy birthday."
This is a birthday greeting from him, four years late.
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