noon
11 o'clock
Japanese restaurants near Gongshi
The little girl stuffed her mouth full of octopus balls and said with satisfaction, "Mr. Gong, it's delicious!"
"And eat that—"
“Sushi!”
The man lowered his head and slowly forked a piece of salmon sushi and handed it over.
She lowered her head and took a big bite, stuffing her cheeks so much that they bulged. "It's... delicious. Come on, Mr. Gong, eat quickly!"
He took back his fork and said calmly, "What else do you want to eat?"
"eel!"
He handed it over again.
The little girl lowered her head and took a small bite. In an instant, the soft, sweet and delicious mustard sauce filled her mouth with delicious juice. It was so delicious!
But a moment
She tasted every plate of Japanese food, then mumbled with the food in her mouth, "I...I'll do it myself. Mr. Gong, please eat!"
The man withdrew his hand and ate the Japanese food on his plate elegantly.
She didn’t know if it was the little girl’s illusion, but she felt that more and more people were walking past their table.
Logically speaking
The beauty of eating in a Japanese restaurant is the quietness and tranquility.
so
Each small table is surrounded by more or less green bamboo, potted plants, rockery, flower arrangements, etc.
In general
He shouldn't be able to recognize her and Mr. Gong.
Could it be that...
Is it really her illusion?
She shook her head secretly, not thinking about it anymore, and happily ate her food.
But in the next moment
"Qing, Qingqing?"
Hmm? What's going on?
The little girl looked up in surprise.
Not far away
The fan ran over in surprise, "Qingqing, is it really you?"
"We just saw you on the screen in the lobby, but we didn't recognize you. I...we just called out to confirm. We didn't expect you to actually be eating here!!"
"Ahhh, I like you so much, Qingqing. I just finished watching your The Last Princess and my eyes are swollen from crying. Can you sign an autograph for me?"
"Me! I want one too, Qingqing, can you sign for us?"
The little girl smiled awkwardly, "Hehehe..."
this--
What should I do about this?
She looked across for help.
moment
Several female fans standing in front of her turned their heads to follow her gaze.
"hiss--"
Several people gasped.
"M-Mr. Gong?"
sky! !
Mr. Gong is having dinner with Qingqing?
sky! !
They also came to ask for autographs?
sky! !
What stupid thing did they do that they dared to make such a loud noise even when Mr. Gong was having a meal?
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his face was majestic without being angry, he was noble and fair, gloomy and restrained, and his thin lips, which were pressed together, were extremely cold.
Several people quickly bent down and whispered, "Sorry, sorry to bother... disturbing Mr. Gong, we're leaving now!"
"Hey?" The little girl was stunned. "You...you don't want to sign anymore?"
It would have been better if this sentence had not been said. Once it was said, the figures of several people ran even faster.
Little girl: “…”
really,
Mr. Gong is awesome!
The man's deep gaze swept over her, and she was so scared that she quickly lowered her head to eat, smacking her lips and saying, "It's really delicious, Mr. Gong, come and try it!"
He ignored her, took out his cell phone and made a call.
A few seconds later
Lin Wen's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. President?"
The little girl pricked up her ears and listened curiously.
"Check, was Qingqing's video playing in the restaurant just now?"
"Okay, Mr. President, I'll check it out right away!"
The man put away his phone, his face looking cold and gloomy.
The little girl quickly forked a steamed bun and handed it to him, "Mr. Gong, don't be angry. Eat something and calm down, calm down!"
He raised his eyelids slightly and said with thin lips, "You are so carefree!"
She withdrew her hand awkwardly and said, "They...they don't mean any harm. It's just a signature. I can still afford it!"
"A signature? Qingqing, can you solve such a thing with just a signature?"
"Mr. Gong..."
"This is just one signature. If it happens more often, can you sign thousands or even tens of thousands of signatures?"
"Mr. Gong..."
"What's more, they didn't come here for the autograph, but for Qingqing!"
"Mr. Gong...what do you want to say?"
The man raised his eyes, his brown pupils hiding a worry that she couldn't see. "Qingqing should know that fire is not a good thing—"
"The more people know you, the more people will hate you!"
"Today they saw you sitting here eating and asked for your autograph. Tomorrow they got the news from somewhere and blocked you on the road. What will you do?"
"If Qingqing wants to enter the entertainment industry, I will protect her."
"But the prerequisite is that you must be clear about yourself and also know the vigilance and rigor that an artist should have!"
The little girl curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, I get it. Mr. Gong, don't be angry. Next time, next time I will definitely ask them where they got the gossip from."
"Can I ask them again if they are my milk tea fans, and then I'll sign autographs for them?"
The man scoffed, "Who would tell you that I'm a bad person?"
"Then I still have Mr. Gong to protect me, right? Mr. Gong will always be with me, right?"
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