"Master, you sang so well! It was so beautiful, I loved listening to it! Haha, hahahaha..."
But the pride and self-satisfaction in her eyes were still undeniable, as if she were the one being praised—this was her man, not only handsome and athletic, but also a great singer, someone who would be loved wherever he went.
Looking at Gu Ximan's hearty smile and listening to the driver's off-key singing full of everyday life, Gu Luo couldn't help but smile as well.
Who doesn't want to be the pride of their loved ones?
Being shown off by his sister and liked so much by a stranger warmed his heart, filling him with ease and joy.
Lu Xuexue tilted her head slightly, a faint smile on her lips, listening quietly to the song, occasionally glancing at Gu Luo with a gentle light in her eyes.
The singing and laughter in the carriage blended together, making the originally boring journey exceptionally pleasant.
The taxi sped along the bustling streets of Beijing, the traffic outside the window receding into the distance, and soon came to a slow stop in front of a high-end hotel.
Looking up, a magnificent building stood before me, its European architectural style and huge crystal chandelier reflecting dazzling light in the lobby. At the entrance stood waiters in smart uniforms, its grandeur comparable to that of a royal palace.
Sitting in the car, the driver looked at the luxurious hotel and couldn't help but sigh to himself—the rich are really extravagant! Staying in a place like this for one day is probably worth more than he would earn pulling a cart for one or two weeks.
He was lost in thought when he suddenly remembered something, a slightly embarrassed look on his face. He turned back to Gu Luo and said, "Um... young man Gu Luo!"
Gu Luo looked at him: "Master, what's wrong?"
The driver rubbed his hands together, a little flustered, and said, "It's like this, my son really, really likes you. He idolizes you and talks about you all the time. If it were possible, could you please sign my autograph? Unfortunately, I don't have any paper or pen with me right now..."
He paused, as if he had come up with an idea, and quickly added:
"I'll go to the convenience store next door and buy it right away, it'll be quick! I won't charge you for the ride, consider it a thank you gift!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Luo couldn't help but smile and waved his hand:
"No need for that, Master."
As he spoke, he rummaged through his backpack and took out a small notebook and a pen—this was specially prepared so that he could occasionally sign autographs for fans.
I get a lot of autographs when I go out in Caizhou, and I didn't expect to get them in Beijing too.
Gu Luo asked with a smile, "Besides the autograph, what should I write as a blessing? Uncle, you decide."
"Great! Great!" The driver's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly.
"Please sign 'Wishing Xiaoyu academic progress and happiness every day,' thank you!"
A very simple blessing.
Gu Luo carefully wrote his signature and blessings, each stroke distinct and powerful.
The driver took the autograph, carefully put it in his pocket, and thanked him profusely with a happy smile.
"Thank you so much, Gu Luo! My son will be overjoyed to see this!"
Gu Luo smiled and nodded, then scanned the code to pay the fare: "Driver, you still have to pay the fare. Signing was voluntary for me, so I can't let you make a wasted trip."
The driver hesitated for a moment, then quickly declined, but Gu Luo had already scanned the code and paid.
He immediately felt a little embarrassed, thinking to himself—his son's idol is really great. Not only is he talented, but he also has such good character, being humble and polite. He's much better than those arrogant celebrities who like to rip off their fans.
After seeing the driver off, Gu Luo led Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue into the hotel lobby.
The lobby is decorated in a luxurious and grand style, with marble floors that are so shiny they reflect light, huge crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome, and a faint fragrance in the air.
Gu Luo registered at the front desk and then followed the two of them to the top floor in the private elevator.
The presidential suite is incredibly spacious, complete with a living room, bedroom, study, and balcony with a view. The decor is simple yet stylish, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a view of Beijing's bustling nightscape.
Gu Ximan was clearly very happy today, and she started playing music and making a ruckus in her room.
Gu Luo and Lu Xuexue quickly packed their luggage. After Gu Ximan calmed down, he took out his phone and sent a message to Shen Qingling:
[Qingling, I've arrived in the capital. Where are you and Shuling now?]
A few seconds after the message was sent, I received a reply from Shen Qingling.
I'm taking care of some things at home. Shuling is with me. You guys rest first, I'll come over to find you later and take you to eat some local Beijing specialties.
Gu Luo thought about it and decided to ask when they met.
After replying with "Okay," he put away his phone and turned to Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue, saying:
"Let's rest for a while. Qingling will come over later and take us out for something delicious."
Gu Ximan puffed out her pink cheeks: "I don't know where that little crazy girl went. She doesn't play with me and Xuexue at all."
"Something happened at home. You'll find out tonight." Gu Luo was also puzzled, wondering what had happened to Shen Qingling's family. Otherwise, given her personality, as the host, she certainly wouldn't have failed to come and pick him up.
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