Sister Ling and the other three were eating melon seeds while waiting for her, looking up at the gate from time to time, as if they were going to rush out and revolt if the director didn't let them go.

Seeing Ye Wan's calm expression as if nothing had happened, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, clapped their hands, stood up and went back to their rooms.

In the elevator, the five people looked at each other in silence and sighed together.

The fun of a late-night party is relaxation.

There is no script, no camera, you can do whatever you want.

Nowadays, although it is still a late-night snack party, the mood is obviously different.

What's more, the production team gave this episode of the midnight snack party in Magnesium a transcendent name.

Come on, act pretentious! If you don't act pretentious, you'll be sorry for the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, right? For a moment, I didn't know whether to complain that Ning Buchi was playing dirty with them, or to be secretly happy that a pajama supper party could achieve such a gratifying result.

Sister Ling, Brother Fei, He Sichen and Cheng Shiyuan looked at each other.

Then, they all looked at Ye Wan.

"Sister..."

Sister Ling looked at Ye Wan and said, "My head hurts. Didn't you say that I would be treated as the group's favorite this season? Then I won't bother with it. You should worry more."

Brother Fei followed quickly, "I have a 30-year-old body and a 60-year-old brain. I am an old man and cannot keep up with the imagination of you young people. You should think about it. I will absolutely obey the organization's arrangements!"

He Sichen smiled slightly, "Sister Wan, I am very obedient!"

Seeing that he was the last one, Cheng Shiyuan raised his hand without hesitation, "Sister Wan, Brother Fei and I are the same age, so I am not young anymore, please bear with me!"

So, it's all her fault.

Ye Wan: !!! "Go back to your room and rest for two hours, then gather in the lobby!"

"Okay!"

With one word, Sister Ling and the other three scattered like birds and beasts.

At ten o'clock in the evening in the capital, the first episode of Romantic Travels has just ended.

Lu Changchuan closed his computer, stood up and stood in front of the window to look at the moon above his head.

It’s the 7th day that Wanwan is not in the capital.

Although he knew that she would be back in a week, Lu Changchuan still felt that time was passing extremely slowly, and he didn't want to wait even a day longer.

When my cell phone rang, I saw Rong Qian’s name.

"Master Jiu..."

Without the slightest awareness of disturbing his boss's rest, Rong Qian got straight to the point, "You signed the AM Group cooperation project on Friday. According to the company's plan, Vice President Hu will lead a group to Los Angeles to sign a contract with AM's Johnson tomorrow evening."

"Any questions?"

This is what Rong Qian reported before leaving get off work on Friday.

Lu Changchuan was silent for a moment, wondering why the other party didn't use the wonderful weekend time to get together with his family, but called him late at night to report again.

Rong Qian: "...I got the wife's program schedule from Mr. Qiu. She will be in Los Angeles for the next three days. So what I mean is..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lu Changchuan, "Tell Vice President Hu that he doesn't have to go. Help me book the earliest flight tomorrow."

"yes!"

Rong Qian hung up the phone decisively.

The moon above my head was still the same as before, even less bright.

But when he thought about breathing the same fresh air under the blue sky with Wanwan on Monday, Lu Changchuan looked up again and felt that the moon tonight was especially round.

(End of this chapter)