Chapter 542 Go to the President of Binwen Media
Long Liandong remained silent like a mute, and just turned the album in her hand to the penultimate page. She looked up at the scene below, picked up a pen and prepared to describe what she saw.
The voice in the headset was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Oh, okay... But Dongdong, do you know why I agreed with you to like his grandson and even encouraged you to pursue Lu Yuanqiu even though I had a conflict with Lu Xingzhou?"
Long Liandong finally responded in a calm voice: "To prove that you are an enlightened elder?"
"Hahaha, that's not the case. It's just that you are too cold-tempered. Grandpa is afraid that you will be alone all the time and have no friends of the same age to communicate with. If you can be with Lu Yuanqiu, even if Grandpa doesn't like him, you won't be so lonely in the future."
When Long Liandong heard this, his pencil stopped moving and he turned to look at the empty seats beside him.
Is she isolated by others, or is she isolating everyone?
From childhood to adulthood, even Long Liandong himself didn't know how to answer this question.
"At home, you are unwilling to communicate with your parents, and only grandpa can talk to you. Can you tell grandpa why?"
Long Liandong responded coldly, "Because you are the only one who truly loves your granddaughter. In the hearts of those two people, I was just a carefully packaged product when I was a child."
The old man on the phone fell silent again.
After a while, a voice came: "No wonder you don't want to enter the entertainment industry. Grandpa actually thought you liked standing under the camera since you were a child."
Long Liandong: “Never liked it.”
The old man paused and asked a question that left Long Liandong silent.
"What if one day, grandpa is gone, and the only person you can talk to is gone too? What will you do?"
A cool breeze blew across the open stands, ruffling Long Liandong's hair. She looked extremely lonely as she occupied a seat alone.
Long Liandong looked ahead for a long time.
She took a long, deep breath, lowered her head, and responded to the person on the phone in a compromising manner: "Okay..."
"But the premise is that I lose the competition to Bai Qingxia. Even if I lose one event, I will still confess my love to her."
The old man: "...Can you confess your feelings after you win? Grandpa knows that track and field is your strong point."
Long Liandong shook his head: "No, it's settled."
She knew what the consequence of confessing her feelings would be, which was probably the reason why she was always unwilling to confess and unwilling to face it.
After hanging up the phone, Long Liandong picked up a pen and started drawing on the album. She only needed two more pictures to fill up the album.
The game on the basketball court is in full swing.
Facing Zhang Yiquan again, Lu Yuanqiu continued to dunk. The exclamations from the stands never stopped because the performance of the clinical department was so amazing.
In fact, many people knew Lu Yuanqiu because of the band and the three school beauties. They never expected that Lu Yuanqiu would be so outstanding on the court.
Sweat covered Lu Yuanqiu's muscular arms as he ran on the court. Almost every time the ball landed in his hands, there would be cheers from the stands.
Everyone seems to love watching him the most.
Gradually, the three words "Lu Yuanqiu" lingered in her ears in an even and deafening voice. Bai Qingxia looked at the group of girls in the stands with surprised eyes. She had never seen such an exaggerated scene before. She didn't know that there were so many girls in the school who liked Lu Yuanqiu.
Is it just because Long Liandong is the most dazzling that we ignore the others?
"When did Lu Yuanqiu have so many female fans? It's scary." Liu Wangchun seemed to have the same feeling and looked around in surprise. The scene at the scene surprised her.
An uncle's voice came from the back: "Don't you know? Xiaoqiu is often approached by girls to take photos in the cafeteria in the morning. Now that Xiaoqiu plays basketball so well, the girls who like him must be even more excited."
Bai Qingxia looked back at the uncle with a dazed expression. The camera mode on her phone was still on and she had forgotten to take the picture.
The Taoist priest agreed with a smile: "But there is one thing I think is quite rare. Lu Yuanqiu is so famous in school, but he has no baggage and no airs. It always makes people feel very comfortable and without distance when they are with him."
Liu Wangchun curled his lips and said, "Besides, this guy is such a jerk. I thought there were not many girls who liked him, but today I found out that there are so many."
Bai Qingxia turned her head and looked at Liu Wangchun again.
The uncle explained seriously as if he was protecting his own child: "Xiao Qiu is actually very serious. He never discusses other girls in the dormitory, and he also keeps a distance from other girls outside. Maybe because he usually only sticks to Xiao Xia, you have the illusion that few girls like him."
Liu Wangchun was stuck for a moment, because she suddenly felt that it made sense. Lu Yuanqiu always harassed Bai Qingxia and was always mean to her, which made her subconsciously think that Lu Yuanqiu treated every girl like this.
The uncle said solemnly: "But in fact, there are really a lot of girls who like Xiao Qiu. Didn't you see that there were more girls who took photos with him at breakfast in the First Canteen than Zheng Yifeng. Didn't he mention it?"
Bai Qingxia quickly shook her head.
Seeing that Liu Wangchun didn't want to admit it but didn't know how to confront him, Bai Qingxia suddenly lowered her head and smiled. She pointed her phone at Lu Yuanqiu below and adjusted the distance of the camera with her fingers.
Suddenly, Lu Yuanqiu in the camera turned his head and looked in this direction. Bai Qingxia quickly put down her phone, feeling panicked as if she had been caught taking a secret photo.
Bai Qingxia looked up again, but Lu Yuanqiu on the court had already continued running. It seemed like she had just glanced at him casually.
In fact, there was no need to continue the competition. The score of the Clinical Department far crushed that of the Business Administration Department, even though the teammates on the Clinical Department side included two half-baked guys in Finkel and Liang Jingfeng.
In the second half of the game, Lu Yuanqiu discovered that Finkel had been guarding against Zhang Yiquan and seemed to be communicating with the other party, which made Zhang Yiquan a little collapsed and even yelled a word or two.
Until the whistle sounded and the game ended, Lu Yuanqiu saw Finkel was still arguing with Zhang Yiquan.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked over: "What's wrong?"
Finkel turned his head with a complicated expression, while Zhang Yiquan glared at Lu Yuanqiu angrily: "What's wrong? Ask him yourself. Why do you keep asking me about this? Zhang Lanlan and I have nothing to do with each other anymore! I have nothing to do with her cutting her wrists!"
Finkel frowned: "So what happened when you were together?"
Zhang Yiquan was so angry that he was panting like a cow. He put his hands on his waist and turned his head to look to the side. Sweat was pouring down his body. He seemed to be struggling for a moment. Zhang Yiquan turned his head back and glared at him: "Anyway, the whole thing has nothing to do with me. If you want to know what happened, go find the president of Binwen Media Company."
To Zhang Yiquan's surprise, the person who came forward this time was Lu Yuanqiu.
"Who were you talking about?" Lu Yuanqiu asked seriously.
There is one more chapter that will be posted before 2 o'clock. Actually, I wrote it very early, but I kept deleting and revising it later, so it's slow. If you can't wait, just go to sleep first.
(End of this chapter)
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