Chapter 153 Three in One
Because Bai Shengyun's hand was injured, Luo Qinglin stole a few days of leisure and was extremely comfortable, sleeping until noon every day.
When I wake up, I curl up in the corner of the bed to read a book and drink tea. When I feel numb from lying there, I get up and take a few photos of the sea of flowers and Jiang Yanyu. When I feel tired, I lie back on the bed and lie down.
The mentors will not appear on the live broadcast, but the contestants still have small tasks to earn points assigned by the program team, all week long.
Fortunately, after the torturous disco shooting in the last issue, each model has accumulated more or less fans.
The audience stickiness has become stronger, and the topic is no longer just about the brother and sister-in-law and Bai Shengyun, so the number of viewers for the live broadcast in the past few days is still considerable.
The footage of Luo Qinglin bungee jumping with the model was cut out and made into a video, which was circulated on the hot searches on various social media platforms and remained popular.
Luo Qinglin was very nervous at first, because this was one of the few times that he and Jiang Yanyu were not on the hot search together. Only his name was listed alone, and he was not used to it.
Later on, the entries kept going up and down, and the marketing accounts and comment-controlling accounts in them were extremely familiar, and Luo Qinglin soon discovered that something was wrong.
Especially now, lunch time should be the peak time for entry rotation, but Luo Qinglin's own entry persisted and even moved up one place.
"Did you buy a trending search for me?" Luo Qinglin lay on the bed, turned to the entry page, and held the evidence high in the air.
Jiang Yanyu refused to admit it at first. He was stubborn and handled his work expressionlessly, not even looking away. "No, you got it on your own merits. How could I buy a hot search for you?"
Luo Qinglin didn't say anything, but just stared at Jiang Yanyu with his eyes slightly wide open. His eyes were like feathers with small thorns, two parts sharp and eight parts delicate, which made people feel itchy.
Jiang Yanyu glanced at him for a few times, coughed lightly and turned off the computer, then walked to the bed and sat down, admitting: "It was natural heat at first, and then I bought it."
"Why do you want to buy it? Do you want to make me a KOL?" Luo Qinglin didn't know Jiang Yanyu's career plan for him and felt confused.
"KOL?" Jiang Yanyu frowned, looking very disgusted. "How is that possible? Are you going to be a photo photographer for little models for the rest of your life? You might as well quit the circle and do photojournalism and participate in the competition seriously."
Obviously, there are also industry leaders among KOLs!
"Then why buy trending searches?" Luo Qinglin was even more confused. "But I can't be a star with this face. Isn't this a waste of money?"
Hearing Luo Qinglin belittling himself, Jiang Yanyu became even more dissatisfied, "What's wrong with your face? Isn't it better looking than Si Moyu? He has fans even with his ugly face, so why can't you be a star?"
Si Moyu is a popular figure after all, so he is not a freak...
Recently, whenever the vixen is dissatisfied, she always uses Si Moyu to criticize her. I don't know what made her so angry.
"Okay, okay, I can be a star," Luo Qinglin took the initiative to show weakness, "You can buy the hot search if you want, I'm not stopping you, just be happy."
Luo Qinglin showed weakness, but Jiang Yanyu was still not satisfied and snorted coldly.
"Why should I be happy? I just wanted those mosquitoes to smell the scent and invite you to take pictures of them. But some people didn't understand and didn't appreciate it, thinking I was wasting money."
In Jiang Yanyu's world, all the agents of popular stars who have no reliable capital are called mosquitoes. After all, they are very sensitive and will rush forward at the slightest smell of meat, fight for it until there are blood on their heads and tear out a bloody path.
Luo Qinglin always thought that he participated in "Reverse Supermodel" to perform for the editor-in-chief and the brand, but he didn't expect that he was performing for the celebrity agents.
"Brother, do I have to take photos for celebrities in the future?" Luo Qinglin asked in a soft voice, fearing that Jiang Yanyu would be really unhappy.
Luo Qinglin gave Jiang Yanyu a way out, and Jiang Yanyu was satisfied. He explained, "When the covers of Xi Min and Jiang Linxu are released, you can start accepting invitations one after another. Recently, an agent has invited you to go, but I am not satisfied with any of them. You have to wait a little longer."
Luo Qinglin didn't have any objection, thinking that it was all about working to earn money, whether shooting for celebrities or models.
After clarifying his career plan, Luo Qinglin began to worry about other things and became concerned about Qin Xiaoxi.
"What about Xiaoxi? What is her plan?" Luo Qinglin asked hesitantly. Afraid that Jiang Yanyu wouldn't tell her, she called out tenderly, "Brother, can you tell me~"
The call of "brother" was so convoluted that it was almost the same as the canary's chanting when playing games, and it made Jiang Yanyu feel "angry" inside.
"You only act like a spoiled child at times like this, you scheming bastard."
Although Jiang Yanyu blamed them, she still explained: "Her team is destined to lose. After the show is over, she will go to the catwalk to shoot prints. After going through a round of HF, she can be transferred to the commercial field to start making money."
Doesn't that mean that once the show is over, they will be separated, not able to see each other for half a year, and can only communicate through the Internet?
Luo Qinglin was shocked. Although he knew that this was an established plan and could not be changed, he still felt disappointed.
"That's good too," Luo Qinglin forced a smile and said thank you, "Thank you, brother."
Luo Qinglin's mood swings were easy to detect. Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked, "You don't want to let her go? If you want her to stay with you, I can also..."
"No!" Luo Qinglin interrupted loudly, "I want her to leave, I'm just not used to it!"
Luo Qinglin rarely speaks loudly unless he is really upset.
In the past, if Luo Qinglin was worried about others, Jiang Yanyu would definitely be dissatisfied, but this time it was because of Qin Xiaoxi, so the alert line in his heart was not raised, but he felt inexplicably relaxed.
Jiang Yanyu chuckled and smoothed Luo Qinglin's slightly frowned brows with his fingertips. "Silly boy, even if you are reluctant, I will not let her stay. She has to make money for me until I achieve my goal."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin finally felt relieved. After a few seconds of relaxation, he asked anxiously: "Then...will she be too tired? Will she get sick?"
Jiang Yanyu stretched out her hand and flicked his forehead, "Qin Xiaoxi's physical fitness is many times better than yours. Instead of worrying about her, you might as well worry more about yourself. You get hurt and sick all the time, you delicate glass doll."
Luo Qinglin covered his forehead, glared at him, and retorted dissatisfiedly: "I am not!"
Canary was wearing a nightgown with small wings, and her wings were fluttering gently with Luo Qinglin's movements and voice.
His attention was drawn to the wings and his hands were itching, so Jiang Yanyu reached out and grabbed the wings, pulling them up with force.
His back was pulled up forcefully. Luo Qinglin turned his head to look at the hand that was messing with his wings. He muttered "childish" in dissatisfaction, but his body cooperated by arching to avoid his wings being pulled off.
His body was bent high, and the force was still not stopping. Luo Qinglin simply stood up and knelt to see what bad thing Jiang Yanyu was going to do next.
"Baby, do you want a pair of big wings?" Jiang Yanyu asked while playing with the small wings. He seemed to think they were not pretty enough. After playing with them for a while, he found them boring and let go.
It was obviously the vixen who wanted to see him wearing it, and she even pretended to ask him if he wanted it. Luo Qinglin pouted and said lovingly, "I want to wear it."
Taking the tablet, Jiang Yanyu opened the unique app, tapped on it casually, and showed it to Luo Qinglin.
"Select two pairs and I'll ask someone to do it." Jiang Yanyu said.
This was Luo Qinglin's second time using this app. The vixen was usually very stingy and always kept it hidden, refusing to show it to him, saying it was her secret paradise.
The twenty or so pairs of wings on the screen are newly added, as well as the new "little bird logo". Each pair of wings is well-designed and all are light-colored.
How long will it take to finish painting so many wings?
Luo Qinglin smacked his lips and asked, "Did your 'small' team work overtime to draw these for you?"
"It's not like I'm not paying them, and I'm not asking them to work overtime for nothing," Jiang Yanyu urged, "Choose quickly, and don't pay attention to these unimportant little things."
Luo Qinglin put on all the wings and looked at them carefully all around, but he really couldn't choose.
"You decide which wings you like. I'm fine with any of them." Luo Qinglin handed the tablet back.
Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly, took the tablet, tapped it casually with his fingers, and tried all the wings again, "If you don't want to choose, forget it. I will make a succubus wings and tail for you, and you will have to wear it even if you don't want to."
Succubus Tail...
Where did Jiang Yanyu get so many tricks? He had to make him try all the weird clothes.
Luo Qinglin clicked his tongue twice, collapsed back onto the bed, stretched out his arms and said nonchalantly, "Succubus, fallen angel, rabbit ears, I can do whatever you like."
Canary is now immune to bold and revealing clothes. She feels comfortable and relaxed in whatever she wears.
Jiang Yanyu stared at his old and frivolous appearance, and began to think of bad ideas in his mind. He asked for confirmation: "Anything is really possible?"
"Of course," Luo Qinglin even yawned, "It's up to you."
"That's what you said."
Jiang Yanyu put away the tablet, sent a message to someone else, glanced at Luo Qinglin's lazy look, and reminded him: "I'm going to have dinner with Qiao Li in a while, why don't you prepare in advance?"
Luo Qinglin was still lying there, too lazy to move, and only slowly moved his eyes over there, "We're just going to have a meal and take a picture to send to Uncle Qiao, what's there to prepare?"
"You think it's simple." Jiang Yanyu shook his head and walked to the bathroom, leaving a sentence "Be careful or you will regret it later."
The sound of dripping water was heard. Luo Qinglin did not take the vixen's warning seriously at all. He used all fours to crawl to the bedside table to drink a sip of black tea, then lay down and took notes on the tablet.
The sound of water dripping continuously, leaking out through the cracks in the bathroom, like white noise in headphones.
The sleepiness was aroused by this regular sound.
Luo Qinglin yawned, wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes, turned off the tablet and put it away, then fell asleep on the pillow.
Luo Qinglin slept soundly during the day without any dreams, and did not feel any bumps or vibrations at all.
It was not until his body leaned to the side due to inertia that Luo Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes.
The roof of the car came into view, Luo Qinglin blinked dazedly, and looked towards the neatly dressed Jiang Yanyu.
Jiang Yanyu was dressed formally in a black suit, with only a shirt collar and a La Forêt patterned tie as a slight embellishment. His hair was lightly oiled, and his usually loose hair was pulled back to reveal his smooth forehead.
Luo Qinglin widened his eyes, sat up suddenly and checked his clothes. Fortunately, she was not wearing that little wing skirt, but an everyday shirt and jeans.
Feeling his pocket and not finding his phone, Luo Qinglin asked, "What time is it now?"
"Four fifty, baby, you slept for another three hours." Jiang Yanyu replied with a faint smile.
The agreed time was almost here. Luo Qinglin looked out the car window and was relieved to find that he had arrived at the agreed location.
The place for dinner was decided by Jiang Yanyu, and it was still a Cantonese restaurant. Luo Qinglin suspected that this was another shabby shop opened by Bai Shengyun because it was deserted and no one was around outside the door.
After pushing the door open and entering, the restaurant was surprisingly lively and bustling with people. Many guests poured in from the front door, and Luo Qinglin was taken away by several waiters waiting at the back door.
"Did we go through the back door just now?" There was some noise in the hall, and Luo Qinglin raised his voice and shouted.
Jiang Yanyu nodded without comment, walked around the winding hidden path in the restaurant, and came to the stairs of the private room on the second floor.
The shirt on his body was wrinkled from sleeping.
Before entering the room, Luo Qinglin casually tidied his clothes, then turned around and skillfully smoothed Jiang Yanyu's suit, carefully checking the position of his tie and whether his hair was scattered.
"alright."
After tidying up, Luo Qinglin took Jiang Yanyu's hand and pushed open the door without hesitation.
"Qing...Lin?"
As soon as the door opened, Qiao Lianghui's voice, which had not been heard for a long time, came out.
Luo Qinglin looked up and saw that not only Qiao Li was waiting in the private room, but Qiao Lianghui was also sitting on the sofa, staring at him with a glare.
They haven't seen each other for many years. Although they usually video chat with Qiao Lianghui, the camera will eat up the wrinkles and gray hair of time. Luo Qinglin almost forgot that he is almost at retirement age.
After a few glances, the person on the sofa sat still, and Luo Qinglin also stood there in a daze.
Fortunately, the embarrassment and emotion belonged to others. Jiang Yanyu never felt embarrassed and walked inside holding Luo Qinglin's hand.
"Hello Uncle Qiao, I'm Jiang Yanyu," Jiang Yanyu said with a faint smile, "I'm Qinglin's..."
"good friend!"
Before Jiang Yanyu finished speaking, Qiao Li interrupted him and winked at the two of them, "Mr. Jiang is Qinglin's good friend."
Qiao Li's self-assertion made people uncomfortable, and Luo Qinglin subconsciously wanted to frown and refute harshly.
Luo Qinglin remained silent and did not move forward. He stood where he was and glanced at Qiao Li, then at Qiao Lianghui.
With a light breath, Luo Qinglin recalled the formal smile he had at work, tightly held Jiang Yanyu's hand, and retorted in a gentle voice: "Uncle Qiao, Qiao Li seems to have made a mistake. Jiang Yanyu is not my friend, he is my boyfriend."
Afraid that Qiao Lianghui didn't understand, Luo Qinglin added: "He's the kind of boyfriend who will get married."
Hearing this, Qiao Lianghui stood there in silence, as if he couldn't react. His mind was still digesting Luo Qinglin's words, and he didn't know how to respond.
Luo Qinglin was not in a hurry. He ignored Qiao Li's blaming and dissatisfied look and waited for Qiao Lianghui to speak.
Fortunately, the silence lasted less than a minute. Qiao Lianghui coughed, stood up and came forward. He took the initiative to shake Jiang Yanyu's hand and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Jiang. I am Qinglin's uncle, Qiao Lianghui."
Both sides' self-introductions were dry.
Jiang Yanyu didn't feel embarrassed. After shaking hands with Qiao Lianghui, he walked to the table with his back straight. He waited for the waiter to come in and pull out the chair before he sat down slowly.
Another waiter came in, carrying a pot of lychee black tea. He poured tea for the four people in turn, put the teapot aside, and then hunched over and walked out.
This made Qiao Lianghui feel awkward. He took a sip of the black tea, praised it dryly as "good tea", and then fell silent.
Jiang Yanyu had obviously done his homework and knew how Chinese parents "cared" for the lovers their children brought home.
"Uncle Qiao, Qinglin and I met at a show in Shanghai last year. We fell in love at first sight and got together quickly. We are currently living together and planning to get married next year," said Jiang Yanyu.
Having just accepted the shock of the fact that Luo Qinglin had a boyfriend, this series of words now caught her off guard.
Qiao Lianghui is usually an honest police officer who abides by the rules. Although he has seen all kinds of people while handling cases, and homosexuality, heterosexuality and bisexuality are not uncommon, they will at least cover up. However, Jiang Yanyu's behavior is not subtle at all and is so direct that it makes people speechless.
"Oh, so you have been together for a year?" Qiao Lianghui couldn't interrogate someone like Jiang Yanyu, so he just asked some nonsense.
"Yes," Jiang Yanyu took the initiative and continued, "We plan to hold the wedding on Qianyu Island or Bochuan Island."
Qiao Lianghui nodded slowly, becoming increasingly embarrassed and not knowing what to say.
Without the need for parents to ask, Jiang Yanyu introduced himself, "My family has some small businesses in minerals, oil and gas, luxury goods, and Internet products. I personally have more than 30 properties in China."
Not to mention that Qiao Lianghui was so shocked that he was speechless, Luo Qinglin even thought it was exaggerated. He kept glancing at the vixen, trying to figure out whether he was acting or telling the truth.
"Also, I will not sign a prenuptial agreement with Qinglin, so if we divorce in the future, half of my assets will be given to Qinglin."
As if surrendering, Jiang Yanyu laid out all his chips. He didn't even bother to mention the depth of his love. He laid out his money and vows in front of Qiao Lianghui.
After Jiang Yanyu finished speaking, the room fell into a strange silence and no one spoke anymore. The smile on Qiao Lianghui's face became increasingly stiff, and Qiao Li's face looked even worse, turning pale.
Fortunately, the waiter arrived in time and placed twelve banquet dishes in order, alternating between meat and vegetables, thickened with oil and starch. The dishes were bright in color and mouth-watering.
No one picked up their chopsticks first, and everyone was waiting for Qiao Lianghui to speak, but no one knew what he was thinking about, as he was staring blankly with an unfocused look.
Jiang Yanyu seemed to be joining in the fun and took the initiative to remind him, "Uncle Qiao, this restaurant is opened by my friend. Try the food and tell me if you are dissatisfied. I can give him some suggestions."
It's another restaurant opened by Bai Shengyun...
Thinking of the fishy spare ribs he had eaten in Beijing last time, Luo Qinglin couldn't bring his chopsticks to eat any meat dish and only dared to pick up a piece of blanched cabbage heart.
The salty and fresh taste of soy sauce and oyster sauce, combined with the natural sweetness of choy sum, is not as unpalatable as imagined, and the taste is actually rich and layered.
Everyone at the table was silent.
Luo Qinglin let down his guard and tried other dishes. Surprisingly, every one of them tasted delicious. Jiang Yanyu did not move his chopsticks, only occasionally taking a sip of tea.
Perhaps because he was shocked, seeing Jiang Yanyu not picking up his chopsticks, Qiao Li's tone was inexplicably aggressive, "Why don't you pick up your chopsticks? Could it be that Mr. Jiang is not used to this kind of home-cooked food?"
Luo Qinglin looked at the dragon and phoenix shrimp balls, steamed eggs with scallops and steamed red grouper on the table and wondered what kind of family would cook these as home-cooked dishes.
"Officer Xiao Qiao, I'm still a model. I'm afraid I'll get swollen on camera, so I can't eat anything casually. Sorry." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile with narrowed eyes.
Jiang Yanyu looked at Qiao Lianghui again and explained, "But I will retire next year and focus on the brand I am managing. I won't be exposed to the spotlight all the time and make Qinglin uneasy."
As if that wasn't enough, Jiang Yanyu took out his cell phone and turned to the brand list he had prepared early in the morning so that Qiao Lianghui could take a look at it to put his mind at ease.
"No, no," Qiao Lianghui waved his hand and refused, "I believe your conditions are very good, you don't have to prove it to me."
After hearing what was said, Jiang Yanyu finally calmed down and drank his tea quietly.
The atmosphere at the dinner was awkward; the only sound in the room was the clinking of chopsticks against ceramic bowls.
Luo Qinglin ate with relish, but the father and son surnamed Qiao had no appetite. The father was in a daze, wondering what he was thinking, and the son was obviously in a bad mood and looked depressed.
Halfway through the meal, Qiao Lianghui finally came to his senses. No longer as embarrassed as he was at the beginning, he finally took the initiative to speak.
"Qinglin," Qiao Lianghui put down his chopsticks, crossed his fingers and folded them on the table, "Have you told your uncle about this?"
Luo Qinglin paused for a moment, then quickly resumed his chewing, and replied with a faint smile: "I don't have his contact information."
"I gave you his number last year. Your uncle wants to contact you." Qiao Lianghui reminded.
Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes and poked the tender white fish in the bowl with his chopsticks. "Maybe it was because I was too busy at the time and didn't see the message, so I accidentally deleted it."
"I'm calling..."
Luo Qinglin raised his head and suddenly interrupted, his eyes slightly curved, "Uncle Qiao, what do you think of Jiang Yanyu? Is he excellent?"
Qiao Lianghui looked at Jiang Yanyu and felt uncomfortable with the easygoing smile on his face and the unfathomable look in his eyes, which made him look like the scum criminals he usually interrogated.
"Very good," Qiao Lianghui asked, "Mr. Jiang, do you have many friends of the opposite sex...or the same sex?"
Jiang Yanyu put down his teacup and answered the question incorrectly, "Don't worry, Uncle Qiao. Qinglin is my first love. I had never been in a relationship before I met him. The rumors on the Internet are all rumors."
Qiao Lianghui stared into Jiang Yanyu's eyes, examined him and asked, "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, what do you like about Qinglin?"
"Kindness," Jiang Yanyu answered without hesitation, "I like his kindness the most."
"Then do you think that you match his kindness?" Qiao Lianghui asked aggressively, like he was interrogating a prisoner.
Jiang Yanyu's eyes flashed with a calculating gleam, and then he squinted and smiled and replied: "Uncle Qiao, I am very disciplined. In all these years, I have never even violated traffic regulations, let alone other illegal things."
The fox eyes looked even more cunning when they smiled. In addition, Jiang Yanyu had delicate features and was beautiful yet aggressive. No matter how confidently he spoke, he looked like a wild vixen who was deceiving and teasing mortals.
Qiao Lianghui's eyes were full of distrust, and Jiang Yanyu explained, "My family has strict upbringing, especially my grandmother. So even if I live with Qinglin now, I am still a virgin. You don't have to worry that I am sick or indecent."
“Ahem…”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone except Jiang Yanyu started coughing loudly or softly.
Luo Qinglin was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb. He wanted to ask him where he learned Chinese and how he could say such words with a blank expression!
"Stop talking," Luo Qinglin turned his head and warned in a low voice, "You are not allowed to talk anymore from now on!"
Jiang Yanyu shrugged, helplessly spread his hands towards Qiao Lianghui, and his chattering mouth finally stopped.
"Uncle Qiao, if you have any questions, just ask me directly and I will answer them." Luo Qinglin put down his chopsticks, raised his alertness, and said vigilantly.
Luo Qinglin is usually weak, but now he puts on his sharp armor and takes a defensive stance for some unknown reason.
"You... forget it,"
Facing Luo Qinglin, Qiao Lianghui couldn't interrogate him. His tone softened, but still remained cold. "I came to Shanghai to meet you and introduce you to someone. Since you already have a boyfriend, forget it."
After saying that, Qiao Lianghui stopped looking at Luo Qinglin and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating. However, he was obviously worried and was not in a good mood.
The rest of the meal was even quieter than the first half; there wasn’t even the sound of chopsticks hitting the ceramic plate.
The whole meal passed in awkwardness and unhappiness.
After dinner, Luo Qinglin winked at Jiang Yanyu and told her to go back to the car and wait, while he accompanied Qiao Lianghui for a walk in the night.
The restaurant is located east of the river, in the alley. You have to go around the narrow and winding paths to reach the ancient stone road.
Qiao Li said he had something else to do and had to go back to the police station. He said goodbye to the two and left alone.
Luo Qinglin walked beside Qiao Lianghui.
Qiao Lianghui was not very tall, less than 1.75 meters. Luo Qinglin could see the whorl on his bald head and his sparse black and white hair when he lowered his eyes.
Time has left deep marks on Qiao Lianghui. Compared with what he remembered, Qiao Lianghui has aged a lot.
The old man remained silent, his footsteps stomping on the ground with anger.
"Uncle Qiao." Luo Qinglin called out tentatively.
When Qiao Lianghui ignored him, Luo Qinglin called out "Uncle Qiao!" again, and deliberately put his arm around his shoulder, as if they were brothers, getting closer to each other.
"Humph!" Qiao Lianghui snorted coldly, turned his head and said in Lincheng's local dialect, "Why don't you go back with your boyfriend? Why are you taking a walk with me?"
The Lincheng dialect belongs to the Southwestern Mandarin dialect, and any words spoken sound angry and aggressive.
"I'm afraid you'll get angry," Luo Qinglin asked in a soft voice, also in dialect, "Don't you accept that I like boys?"
As soon as the dialect entered Luo Qinglin's mouth, it became soft, which actually eased Qiao Lianghui's anger a little.
"I'm not old-fashioned. There's nothing wrong with a boy liking a boy," Qiao Lianghui retorted. "I'm just mad at you for being stupid. You didn't tell me about your relationship, and now you're talking back to me for him."
"He's just a potential criminal with a gloomy look in his eyes. I wouldn't be surprised if he harmed you someday!" Qiao Lianghui became more and more excited as he spoke, his face flushed.
Jiang Yanyu's eyes are clearly a drug that can captivate people and confuse their minds. What does that have to do with the darkness?
Luo Qinglin patted Qiao Lianghui's arm and said coquettishly, "It's not that exaggerated. You're just mad that I kept it a secret from you. I'll report to you every week from now on, okay?"
Upon hearing this, the anger on Qiao Lianghui's face indeed lessened.
Luo Qinglin took advantage of the victory and pursued, "As soon as I find something wrong, I will tell you to pack your bags and run away, okay?"
"real?"
"real!"
After getting the assurance, Qiao Lianghui calmed down, lightened his steps, and started walking leisurely.
"How do you usually get along?"
"When we stay at home, we do our own things, and when we go out to work...he comes to pick me up from get off work."
"Aren't you afraid that the gap between your conditions is too big and you won't be able to go far?"
Luo Qinglin was stunned, his eyes filled with love like the warm sun, "I was scared at first, but he tried very hard to cover up the gap, took care of my emotions, and even carried my broken media bag on his shoulders. It was obviously not a match."
Luo Qinglin knew that the cozy little duplex, the cheap business car, and the silence on his several well-worn white shirts and canvas shoes were all Jiang Yanyu's silent love.
Luo Qinglin unconsciously revealed a look of happiness. Qiao Lianghui was reluctant to say something to dampen his feelings, so he asked, "What is it about him that you like?"
"I don't know," Luo Qinglin said with a smile, "I have liked him for a long time, since high school, and it has become a habit."
"High school?" Qiao Lianghui said in surprise, "He is also a student of Lincheng No. 1 Middle School?"
During the conversation, Qiao Lianghui's dissatisfaction with Jiang Yanyu was obviously reduced.
Luo Qinglin thought to himself that No. 1 Middle School was really a good filter, making everyone think that all the students there were diligent, obedient and hardworking.
"Yeah, in the same grade as me."
Luo Qinglin didn't tell him that Jiang Yanyu was a transfer student, nor did he tell him that the vixen's Chinese language test scores never exceeded 50 points.
After knowing that Jiang Yanyu was a student of No. 1 Middle School, Qiao Lianghui obviously changed his opinion. The anger at the dinner table disappeared and his steps became quick and comfortable.
After walking and chatting for almost an hour, Luo Qinglin felt a little tired and walked slower and slower.
"Are you tired?" Qiao Lianghui said in high spirits, "Young people who don't exercise to keep fit are no better than an old man like me."
Qiao Lianghui slapped Luo Qinglin's arm away and nodded behind him, "Go, go, go, hurry up and go back to your boyfriend's car."
Luo Qinglin turned his head and saw that Jiang Yanyu's car was right behind him, following slowly.
"He's been following me all the way. I've never seen anyone so clingy. I'm leaving now. Qiao Li lives nearby, so you don't have to see me off. See you during the New Year. Bring your boyfriend along."
Qiao Lianghui talked to himself and walked away quickly.
Qiao Lianghui walked quickly, and Luo Qinglin could only shout to his back, "See you during the New Year!"
At the same time, the sound of the car door opening was heard.
Jiang Yanyu got out of the car, leaned against the door, waved his hand, and motioned Luo Qinglin to come over.
The street lights poured down from the sky, just right on Jiang Yanyu's face, casting crisscross shadows on his long eyelashes, which fluttered beautifully and noblely.
How can a seductive vixen's eyes be so scary?
Luo Qinglin was obviously tired, but he suddenly gathered his strength and ran towards him as usual.
Jiang Yanyu stretched out his hand in advance, caught the flying canary steadily, and held it tightly in his arms.
"I have persuaded Uncle Qiao. He doesn't hate you anymore and even wants you to go back with him during the New Year." Luo Qinglin said excitedly.
Jiang Yanyu buried his head in Wen Xiang's neck, with a disdainful smile on his face, but his tone was gentle, "BB is so great, I'm so happy that Uncle Qiao can accept me."
As November approaches, the nights in Shanghai are getting colder.
Even if he curled up in a warm embrace, Luo Qinglin still felt cold and his thighs trembled as soon as the late autumn wind blew.
Feeling Luo Qinglin's trembling, Jiang Yanyu pulled him into the car and asked the driver to close the windows and turn on the air conditioner.
Hot air rushed out, dispelling the coldness on the body. After the temperature was balanced, the warmth made people sleepy. Luo Qinglin leaned on Jiang Yanyu's shoulder and yawned softly.
"Are you sleepy again?" Jiang Yanyu deliberately covered Luo Qinglin's mouth as he was breathing out, teasing him, "You slept for so long in the afternoon, and you're still sleepy now?"
I stopped yawning halfway and the tip of my nose felt itchy.
Luo Qinglin opened Jiang Yanyu's hand and continued to yawn, speaking incoherently, "It's because I sleep too much that I feel more sleepy."
"What a twisted logic." Jiang Yanyu gently patted Luo Qinglin's back. "Sleep if you want. I haven't had any work recently, so this is a good time to make up for the sleep I missed."
Speaking of work, Luo Qinglin suddenly perked up, "Did the production team tell you when the next episode will be filmed? Where will it be filmed?"
"I don't know. Maybe we'll cooperate with the brand and shoot in the studio." Jiang Yanyu's tone was uncertain, and it sounded like he really didn't know the theme.
Luo Qinglin didn't believe it and asked doubtfully: "Isn't this brand La Forêt or La Pluie?"
Jiang Yanyu coughed lightly and replied, "I don't know."
Luo Qinglin curled his lips and thought that the next shoot should be a commercial for La Pluie. After all, La Forêt was the sponsor and its logo ran through every live broadcast, so there was no need to shoot it in a separate episode.
When filming Qu Man, Luo Qinglin looked up information about La Pluie and immediately started thinking about how to complete the next shoot.
East of the river, the road is dark.
The street lights and car lights fell on Luo Qinglin's absent-minded face. Jiang Yanyu looked through the reflection of the car window and quietly admired Canary's expression of serious thinking.
The car crossed the river, drove over the bridge to the west, and merged into the magnificent night lights. Only then did Luo Qinglin come to his senses and look at the bright lights outside the window.
There are many cruise ships on the rivers, all lit with colorful lights.
The neon lights fell on the river, swaying with the waves raised by the evening breeze. In addition to the star-like reflections of lights on the water, there are also slender lights from the Pearl Tower, sprinkling down like silk.
The dazzling lights were blinding, Luo Qinglin withdrew his gaze, leaned hastily on Jiang Yanyu's shoulder, and huddled in the gentle mint scent.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yanyu stroked his hair and patted it gently to soothe him.
"Nothing, I just want to go home quickly," Luo Qinglin whispered, "I want to go back and see the sunflowers."
The neon lights are dazzling, but they are also cold, lonely, heart-wrenching and disturbing. Luo Qinglin hated the cold steel and concrete in the city, and he hated the cold neon lights that dazzled his heart even more.
"Okay, we'll be home soon." Jiang Yanyu said in a gentle voice.
The air conditioner in the car was whirring, and the hot air blew right onto Luo Qinglin's face, making the skin on his cheeks red and slightly dry.
The distance was far. Although Jiang Yanyu comforted herself by saying “we’ll be home soon”, it was actually still nearly an hour’s drive away.
The light outside the window grew brighter and brighter, like an artificial sun, illuminating the night.
Luo Qinglin looked at the light leaking in through the window and had wild thoughts. If the end of mankind came and the sun never set again, perhaps the doomsday carnival would be like this, with all the lights on, illuminating the entire world with light and no darkness.
"Jiang Yanyu, do you like your own world?" Luo Qinglin stared at the brilliant lights and asked, "Do you feel lonely or empty?"
Jiang Yanyu thought for a moment and replied, "I can't say whether I like it or not, I just feel bored sometimes."
Because I'm always peeking into your world, I rarely feel bored.
Luo Qinglin smiled and thought that he was just too fond of daydreaming. Who would be so bored as to think of these shining lights as a doomsday carnival?
"Aren't you going to ask me about my uncle?" Luo Qinglin took the initiative to confess, "I know his contact information, but I don't want to contact him."
"Yeah." Jiang Yanyu answered lazily, showing no interest and no comment.
"You're not curious?" Luo Qinglin said in surprise, "I thought you wanted to know and wanted me to confess."
"What's so good about your uncle's story? He's just a boring person who bullies the weak and fears the strong." Jiang Yanyu rolled his eyes with disdain.
Luo Qinglin almost forgot that the vixen had secretly looked up the information, so there was no need for him to tell her these obvious little things.
My thoughts drifted elsewhere, jumping around with the lights.
"By the way! How's the progress on the intercom explosion?"
When he took a few days off and went downstairs occasionally, Luo Qinglin almost forgot that Bai Shengyun lived on the first floor of his house.
"There is no progress, the progress has been reset to zero." Jiang Yanyu said.
"Progress reset?" Luo Qinglin asked in confusion, "What does that mean?"
"We couldn't contact Xiao Ruxuan. She may have returned to the Bai family. Bai Shengyun decided not to pursue the matter and dropped the case," Jiang Yanyu explained.
"Bai Shengyun actually agreed to withdraw the case?" Luo Qinglin was surprised. "He was so determined that day, I thought he really wanted to arrest Xiao Ruxuan."
"He doesn't have that ability. It's lucky that he wasn't sent in by Xiao Ruxuan," Jiang Yanyu said, "Anyone who messes with her will be killed."
"Bai Shengyun is often harmed by her?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Of course, when he was a kid, he was often cheated by Xiao Ruxuan, and finally beaten by his mother, Bamboo Shoots and Fried Pork Whip. Now that he has opened the Moon Phase Studio, he is being cheated out of half of his shares. Fortunately, I have recovered all of them for him."
"I advised him not to pursue those expensive hobbies and to work hard to get out of the Bai family, but he insisted on relying on his parents and was reluctant to give up those junky cars. I couldn't persuade him."
Jiang Yanyu shrugged, and his words were full of love and criticism, but his tone revealed gloating.
Does Xiao Ruxuan love to harm Bai Shengyun so much?
Luo Qinglin suddenly realized that something was wrong, "So she was pursuing Qin Xiaoxi because she wanted to compete with Bai Shengyun for her, not because she liked her?"
"Maybe, I don't know," Jiang Yanyu said, "maybe she will really like it while acting."
"Then will she come back to be my assistant? And why did you agree to let her be my assistant?" Luo Qinglin asked.
Jiang Yanyu thought for a moment and answered confidently, "It seems to be because...she was willing to give me a small technology company under her name, so I agreed. She didn't know how to run it so she thought it was useless, but after I took over, I quickly turned it around."
At the end of his speech, Jiang Yanyu raised his chin, looking very proud, obviously wanting to be praised.
Luo Qinglin couldn't help laughing, and pecked him on the cheek, praising him as he wished, "Wow! Brother is awesome."
The two chatted casually, mostly talking about how Bai Shengyun was tricked.
When I got home, Bai Shengyun was lying on a beach chair wearing sunglasses. He said he wanted to bask in the moonlight and absorb the essence of the moon. It was extremely funny.
Luo Qinglin had heard about all the things that had happened to him, and strangely he was tolerant of Bai Shengyun's stupidity. He even touched his head lovingly before going into the house with Jiang Yanyu.
Rustle...
As I walked in, I heard a strange noise coming from the sunflower.
Luo Qinglin looked back and saw several sunflowers swaying from side to side, and then they became steady and silent.
Is the wind too strong? Luo Qinglin turned back in confusion, without thinking too much about the unusual movement, and continued walking into the house.
Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu walked into the house and went up to the second floor. The sunflowers began to shake again, as if someone was pulling the poles to shake them intentionally...
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