Song Nanwu was a little surprised by Yun Si's appearance. She looked at him and curled her lips slightly, "Looking for me?"
"Who else should I look for?" Yun Si glared at her with a cold look in his eyes.
The look he gave Song Nanwu was also a little strange.
Song Nanwu touched the plum candy in her mouth with the tip of her tongue, lowered her eyes slightly, turned and walked towards the elevator, "Follow me."
A cold voice, without any ripples.
Yun Si glanced at Si Jin beside her, and happened to meet those deep eyes that were slightly scrutinizing, so she raised her feet and followed him.
Looking at the figures of Song Nanwu and Yun Si walking one after another, Si Jin chewed the plum candy in his mouth fiercely.
The sour and sweet taste instantly swept across the taste buds, making people inexplicably feel a little unhappy.
Meng Ruo checked in at the front desk and trotted over to Si Jin, dragging his suitcase. Looking at Song Nanwu's back, he asked curiously, "Captain, who is that guy? He's here to see our Miss Nanwu. He's quite handsome!"
The handsome face was expressionless. Si Jin glanced at Meng Ruo with a slightly cold look, "Ask her."
The lazy voice was a little understated. He stood there tall and straight, but exuded a sense of coldness.
Meng Ruo's anus suddenly tightened, and she swallowed hard. She looked at Si Jin cautiously and added seriously, "Of course, no matter how handsome he is, he can't compare to the captain."
As the saying goes, no matter how many holes there are, flattery never fails.
Si Jin glanced at him, walked towards the elevator with his long legs.
"Huh." Meng Ruo looked at Si Jin's back and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's better not to talk anymore."
Si Jin walked over and the three of them happened to be in the same elevator.
In addition to them, there were a few passers-by dragging suitcases, glancing sideways at Song Nanwu and the other two from time to time.
Finally, after a few sidelong glances, a Chinese girl couldn't help but approach Si Jin with a notebook in her hand. She said nervously, "Jin, Master Jin, I'm a fan of yours. Can you sign an autograph for me?"
"Okay." Si Jin said calmly, reached out to take the notebook and pen, and signed his name in a flamboyant manner.
The girl was so happy to get the autograph that she couldn't stop smiling. She then looked at Song Nanwu beside her and said, "Ms. Hongchen, can you sign an autograph for me too?"
"Yeah." Song Nanwu looked at her and nodded slightly, then took the notebook and pen and wrote the four words "Red Dust Wanderer" carefully.
Si Jin leaned over and looked at Song Nanwu's signature. Seeing that the handwriting was extremely neat, he said, "It's time to let Nie Hao design a signature for you."
"Not good?" Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin and asked.
It’s not that her handwriting is ugly, on the contrary, her handwriting is smooth, flowing, gorgeous and natural.
"Look at mine and then look at yours, what's the difference?" Si Jin said.
Hearing this, Song Nanwu turned the page to compare, then commented seriously, "Captain, the writing is very good, but it's a bit messy and hard to read."
Si Jin: “…”
Is that what you're focusing on?
"This young lady who believes in Buddhism has become so stupid." Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu and scoffed lightly, "Give it here, I'll design a signature for you."
"Captain, I don't believe in Buddhism." Song Nanwu looked at him and frowned slightly, emphasizing it seriously, and handed over the pen and notebook in his hand.
"Heh." Si Jin sneered, reached out to take it, and began to write on the book in a flamboyant manner.
Little did they know that when the two of them got together, one writing and the other reading, the picture looked inexplicably harmonious.
The girl looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but take a few photos with her mobile phone.
Yun Si glanced at the girl and yawned boredly.
After designing several signatures for 'Red Dust Wanderer' in the notebook, Si Jin stopped writing. Glancing at Song Nanwu from the corner of his eye, he said, "Young lady who believes in Buddhism, signing is also an art form. Pick one and practice it when you have nothing to do."
The signature designed on this book is written in a graceful and elegant style, with a touch of freedom and publicity, which is very beautiful.
"Okay." Song Nanwu responded.
Si Jin was about to tear off the page, but the girl quickly stopped him, looking at him expectantly and saying, "Master Jin, can you please leave this to me and not tear it off?"
After looking at the girl, Si Jin said "OK", took a photo with his mobile phone, and handed the notebook and pen back to the girl.
The girl took it quickly, feeling extremely excited.
Arriving at the floor, the girl dragged her suitcase out of the elevator and said before leaving: "Although I don't play League, I have watched all the games of the Zongji team. I am looking forward to next year's national competition. Master Jin, Miss Hongchen, come on."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu looked at her and responded softly.
The elevator door behind her closed, and the girl looked at the notebook in her hand and stomped her feet excitedly.
Ah, she felt that she was really lucky, and was also grateful for this heartbreak, which made her determined to travel to Country R. Otherwise, how could she have met Mr. Jin and Miss Hongchen in the hotel!
Filled with enthusiasm, the girl took a few photos of the signatures on the notebook with her mobile phone, then opened Weibo and posted the autograph photos and the photos of the two of them taken secretly.
Little Koi: [I ran into Master Jin and Miss Hongchen at the hotel (laughing and crying) (laughing and crying). Master Jin, disliking Miss Hongchen's signature, designed several himself and asked Miss Hongchen to choose one to practice. I have to say, Master Jin's handwriting is truly beautiful. I'm also curious which one Miss Hongchen will choose. P.S.: Master Jin calls Miss Hongchen "Little Sister Who Believes in Buddhism." I don't understand what the meme is, haha (dog head) (dog head)]
Although the girl uses Weibo, she doesn't have many fans on her account. The few fans she has are zombie fans. She just wanted to record them, but she didn't expect that her Weibo account would set off a wave of popularity on the Internet.
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