In fact, it was already late when Lin Su went out, and it was too late for him to go back now.
"Wait until I come back tonight." Lin Su changed his tone.
The car started again and headed towards the city.
Bai Jingjian was originally filled with anxiety, fearing that if he really came back, he would be in trouble. But when he heard this, he felt a little relieved, but also a little disappointed.
Lin Su is a human being. He has his own life and career. Bai Jinglang cannot ask him to always stay by his side like he did a hundred years ago. He can find him by just turning around.
The modern descendants of the Bai family are very wealthy. If he had his way, Lin Su could actually live a life of luxury for the rest of his life. However, that man would not be willing to be a canary in a cage. Even if he was willing, Bai Jingjian himself would not be willing to do so.
He wanted to see the man standing at the most dazzling peak, where he should be.
Lin Su's album has been in preparation and pre-sale for some time, and it was actually released in the past two days.
"Pre-sales have already exceeded expectations. The company's intention is to start preparing for the concert right away," Sister Liu said when she saw Lin Su. "We'll start with a few key cities. If the results are good, we'll expand further."
"Okay." Lin Su said.
Preparing for a concert is not just about equipment and venue, but also about coordinating various harmonies and group dances.
Lin Su was very focused when he was working. Even though it was just a rehearsal stage, he was so dazzling that he seemed to be able to glow.
"Very good, there's nothing wrong with the song, but I'd like to modify the movement a little bit," said the teacher in charge of choreographing the dance. "It would better fit the theme of the song. Can we do it again later?"
"Okay." Lin Su said.
There will be two or three re-recording sessions for the show, but for a concert, you have to give your best in one go, and you must put in all your effort offstage.
The dance teacher re-arranged the movements for the group dance, and Lin Su did as he asked. Even though he had to revise it again and again, and even though sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped from his chin, he didn't show the slightest impatience.
This attitude obviously made the people in charge of guidance feel less worried, but even though the progress was fast, it took a whole day to prepare just this one song.
During the intermission, Lin Su's clothes were soaked. The assistant handed him some warm water and said, "Brother Lin, moisten your throat."
Lin Su's dancing part is not that much, but he has to coordinate well. His singing has to control the whole performance and there can't be any mistakes. Such a balance is obviously much more tiring than for others.
"Thank you." Lin Su took the water and took a sip. He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel and took his mobile phone from his assistant.
He barely had any rest during the day except for the halftime and meals. People in the circle did send him some messages, including Sister Liu asking for his opinion on his new job and Xu Yasheng inviting him to another concert.
Even though Lin Su had already refused his offer to collaborate on composing music, he didn't seem to intend to give up on making friends.
Lin Su: I’ve been a bit busy lately, thank you Brother Xu for your kindness.
He turned his finger but didn't see the message from Bai Jingjian. Lin Su looked at the time and pondered for a moment, then sent a message: I may have to go back a little late tonight.
There are so many details in a song that even one day may not be enough to make it perfect.
As soon as Lin Su sent the message, Bai Jingjian sent a message over: OK.
The input was still displayed on the other side, and after a long while, he sent a longer message.
Tangtang: You focus on your work first, I’m not in a hurry.
He is not yet able to master things like Pinyin and Wubi, so he relies entirely on handwriting to type.
Lin Su lowered his eyes and said: You can send voice messages, but others can't hear them.
Bai Jingjian is a ghost, and ordinary people cannot hear the voice of ghosts. The voice sounding blank to ordinary people, let alone translating it into words. Only Lin Su, who is married to him and connected to the underworld, can hear the voice.
To some extent, this is quite convenient.
The input is being sent over there, and it takes a long time again: you will get faster if you practice more, and it will be very troublesome if some strange person hears it.
Bai Jinglang looked at the text he had sent and sighed slightly dejectedly. Although texting was slow, if he sent a voice message, the person would most likely be able to hear his emotions.
It was getting dark outside. Even though Bai Jinglang tried hard to find various entertainment activities for himself, he still couldn't stop thinking about him, wanted to see him, wanted to hear him talk, and wanted to be hugged by him.
I had endured such a long time before, but now it feels a bit difficult after just one day.
Lin Su: Baby is really thoughtful.
When he sent this message, Bai Jinglang could already imagine the smile on his face as he said this: Of course.
He is the King of Ghosts, so of course he is thoughtful.
"Brother Lin, fifteen minutes are almost up, please get ready here." The assistant reminded from a distance.
Lin Su responded and sent a message: I'm going to be busy now, and will contact you when I stop.
Bai Jinglang felt like not much time had passed, but he could only move his fingers and write the word "OK".
Lin Su: Be good, I miss you.
He pressed the lock screen and handed the phone back to his assistant. Bai Jinglang was a little reluctant at first, but when he saw those three words, he held his chin and couldn't help but smile.
It turned out that he was not the only one thinking about him.
It only took a moment for the Ghost King to go from feeling lost to bubbling with joy. The ghosts floating around outside the house and occasionally taking a peek couldn't bear to watch this scene.
"Young Master has smiled a lot more since he got married."
"Because of love."
"Young Master is so easy to coax..."
"You can try to coax one, and you'll know if the young master beats you into the ground."
"I'm not going."
If you want to appease the young master, only the young lady can take action. If they do, they may be scared to death.
Bai Jingtang listened to the whispers outside the room and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Master," the paper maid poked her head out from the door and said, "We want to watch TV..."
But the young master was in a bad mood just now, so they didn't dare to mention it at all.
In addition to the paper maid, there were a few heads popping out from her side, staring at Bai Jinglang eagerly, looking like they were eager to learn new things.
"Come in." Bai Jingtang let go of the TV and said, "What do you want to watch?"
The paper maid's eyes curved into two crescents, literally two crescents. She floated in and said, "I want to see the lipstick."
Bai Jingtang was puzzled: "What is that?"
"It's a small tube with a red, pointed tip inside. You can apply it to your mouth." The paper maid sat down on a chair nearby, folded her body, and said, "It comes in many colors and is very beautiful. You can even use it when you perform in opera, young master."
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