Chapter 37

Night falls in the evening. Today is a good day. The stars in the sky are shining faintly. At this time of the night, the city is not affected by light pollution. You can still see the stars clearly when you look up at the sky.

Citizens who have worked all day are returning home to have dinner with their families, and then use their free time in the evening to chat with their families and strengthen their relationships.

And for the upper class, their nightlife has just begun.

Citizens returning home noticed that there were an unusually large number of luxury cars on the streets of Central tonight, and they were envious, wondering if some wealthy person was holding a party somewhere.

At the entrance of the Central Art Exhibition Hall, service staff were standing at the door to lead each guest to their seats.

The ladies and gentlemen who got off the car were all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, and walked in arm in arm on the red carpet.

The guests invited tonight include celebrities and popular stars, which can be said to be a star-studded party.

Although it is a youth fashion design competition, it is organized by the Hong Kong government after all, so everyone is giving the Hong Kong government face.

And the most important thing is that luxury clothing brands CCT and Gucci sent representatives to attend, and after receiving the news, celebrities all rushed to them.

After all, it is a luxury product. If you can get an endorsement for yourself, it would be a godsend and can greatly increase your worth.

Even if you can't get in touch, it would be a great thing to become familiar with the person and borrow a luxury dress to attend events.

Therefore, celebrities all gave face and attended the event. Wherever celebrities appear, there will be many reporters and paparazzi. In addition to the reporters invited by the organizers, capable reporters also found invitation letters.

It was just a fashion design competition, but in the end it attracted the attention of the whole of Hong Kong and became a star-studded event.

Inside the show, almost all the invited guests took their seats as assigned, and before the competition started, people were chatting in twos and threes.

The judges had not yet arrived and taken their seats. Several female celebrities sitting in the back row raised their heads and looked around. They were not as famous as the celebrities in the front, and their status was not as high as those young men and women, so they could only sit in the back row.

But they are happy to be invited, after all, there are many stars who are not even qualified to be invited.

The stars knew each other, and they started chatting before the competition started.

A female celebrity with short hair said, "There are so many people here today. Hey, those in the front are Tian Tian and Zhang Ershao, right?"

Others looked in the direction she pointed, and saw the man who was said to be a playboy with a bad temper, and who was reported by a female celebrity he had dated before to be moody and that being in a relationship with him was like having a father, was now bending over with his head down and talking to Tian Tian beside him.

Tian Tian sat there with her back straight. Young Master Zhang was talking to her, but her eyes were wandering around the show boredly. She just responded to his words casually, but her attention was not on him.

The second young master Zhang, who was said to take women lightly, showed no impatience at all at this moment. He circled around Tian Tian like a pug to attract her attention. He did not get angry even when she ignored him. He was completely different.

The female stars were amazed. "Is that Zhang Ershao? I thought it was one of Tian Tian's lickers."

Another female star echoed, "It's so rare to see Young Master Zhang acting so worthless. Sister Tian Tian is really amazing."

A female star in a black evening gown spoke up a little enviously, "She is amazing. She is the most famous star in Hong Kong these days. The dance she performed at the party recently made her even more famous. I heard that she has been offered many movies, and they all feature her as the lead."

The others nodded enviously, and one of them said, "Did you know that the designer who made Tian Tian steal the show twice is also participating in the competition tonight? I wonder if we'll have a chance to meet him later."

"I heard that, too. I heard that the designer's last name was Song."

The others were moved when they heard this. The clothes designed by this designer seemed to be able to grasp the trend and always create a trend. If they could catch up with her, they might also be able to become trend leaders.

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Song Shu didn't know that many people at the show were still thinking about her. At this time, she was changing Xinyi's clothes, and Chen Zonghao was waiting for them outside the door.

The door of the lounge was closed. Song Shu helped Chen Xinyi put on her clothes. It took them half an hour to finish.

This white dress is made of silk and is sleeveless, revealing Chen Xinyi's thin shoulders and slender arms. The neckline of the dress is pleated, like a flower blooming there.

There are layers of small pleats dragging down to the ground, and the hem of the skirt is stained with black. That was the inspiration when Song Shu bought the fabric and saw a patch of black dye on it.

If you look at the hem of the skirt closely, the black color appears as mountains of varying heights. If you look at it from afar, the mountains in the same place appear as ridges of different shapes. When the skirt moves, the mountains also rise and fall as it flies, as if the mountains were painted on the skirt.

Chen Xinyi's tall figure fits the purpose of making the mountain peaks look majestic, as if she is not wearing a skirt but the momentum of thousands of mountains.

Song Shu tied up Chen Xinyi's hair and simply used a wooden hairpin to tie it up without any accessories. She didn't use any exaggerated makeup on her face, only earth-toned eyeshadow.

Song Shu finished putting on her makeup, checked her body, and when she found nothing wrong, she withdrew her hand and nodded, "Okay."

Chen Xinyi looked at herself in the mirror and for a moment she couldn't recognize the person in the mirror. Was that her? Was that her usual listless self? She looked at herself and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Shu, does the name of this skirt have any meaning?"

Song Shu looked into the mirror with her and said softly, "Gao Shan."

Chen Xinyi heard this and murmured, "Gao Shan, what a fitting name."

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At the show, the lights shone on the stage. A popular male singer came up and sang an opening song. The people sitting on the stage all became serious and looked at the stage. The competition began.

The male singer finished singing an exciting song, which heated up the place. After the male singer left the stage, a female host walked onto the stage and looked at the audience with a proper smile on her face. "Dear guests, today is the final day of the first Hong Kong Youth Fashion Design Competition organized by the Hong Kong government... Please invite our judges to take their seats. They are the famous Hong Kong fashion designers Alva and Clare, the famous French fashion designer Daisy, the famous British fashion designer Hilda, the Hong Kong regional director of Gucci, and the CC brand designer Lao Foye."

The guests got a little excited when they heard the last judge's name. It was Lafayette, the designer of CC, who had put on a perfect show this year. Despite the general pessimism of the outside world, he revived the declining CC and made it one of the most profitable fashion brands in the world.

His outstanding design talent and keen sense of fashion have made him a big hit in the design circle this year, and everyone knows Lao Lafayette.

His attendance at this young fashion design competition in Hong Kong was completely unexpected, so everyone was particularly surprised and looked at him.

At this time, Lao Foye was in his middle age and had just started to make a name for himself in CC. His momentum was not as strong as in the future, nor did he dominate the fashion circle, but he should not be ignored.

When the host asked everyone to say a few words, Lao Foye took the microphone and said, "I like to go to different places to find different inspirations. I came here today because I heard that there is a fashion design competition in Hong Kong. Hong Kong is now the fashion trend in Asia, so I want to see what the fashion trend in Asia is like."

After the judges finished speaking, they took their seats one by one. The host stood on the catwalk and said, "The final of the first Hong Kong Youth Fashion Design Competition is now starting. The top three tonight will be selected by our judges and ranked according to their scores... So our first designer is xxx, and his theme is flame..."

After the host left the stage, live music started playing. Following the sound of the music, a tall model walked out from behind the curtain. She was wearing a bright red fishtail skirt with yellow flames at the hem.

Some of the judges in the audience nodded, while others remained silent and their expressions could not be seen clearly.

The competition continued. After each model walked out, the host came on stage to introduce the next designer and work, and then the model came on stage, and this step was repeated.

Because each designer's clothes have their own characteristics, the guests in the audience will not feel aesthetically tired or bored. There are so many designers, some of whom are outstanding and memorable, while most of the others are mediocre.

Behind the curtain, designers and models who have not yet performed are waiting here to prepare for their performance. However, the models and designers are waiting on both sides respectively, so other designers cannot see the clothes that have not yet been exhibited. They can see the clothes that have already been exhibited from the backstage. Everyone looks at the clothes on display and evaluates their own level.

Song Shu was also standing backstage. She had been standing there since the start of the competition and had been standing there for about an hour.

Chen Zonghao stood beside her, looked at the high heels on her feet and said, "Are you tired? Do you want to lean on me?"

Song Shu's feet felt a little sore. It would be fine if she walked in high heels, but standing still for an hour in them was a bit too much. After listening to his words and looking at his tall figure, she nodded without pretending, "Yes."

As she spoke, she leaned her back against his chest, letting the weight of her upper body rest on him.

Chen Zonghao looked at her standing posture, and put his hand on her shoulder to help her keep her body steady.

At this time, Yang Shanshan came over and saw her leaning against a man. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Ms. Song, who is this?"

Song Shu saw her coming over and kept her posture unchanged. She had been busy all afternoon and felt lazy and didn't want to move. She looked up at her and said, "My husband."

She can now introduce herself like this in front of outsiders with ease. If someone denies it, she will have to explain a lot, but sometimes she thinks it would be nice to live like this forever.

Yang Shanshan couldn't help but take another look at the two people leaning against each other. The man was tall and the woman was petite. The man could completely hold the woman in his arms, tightly. The atmosphere between the two seemed to make people's calm hearts ripple.

While Song Shu and Yang Shanshan were talking, a man walked past them and snorted heavily. They looked up and saw that it was the designer Alvin, who was walking past them with his head held high.

Yang Shanshan rolled her eyes and said, "What a lunatic." She said to Song Shu, "It looks like he will be the next one."

Song Shu was a little curious after hearing this, "Really?"

Because this man had spoken in front of her before, she was a little curious about what the clothes he designed would look like, so she patted Chen Zonghao's arm and said, "Change direction." She couldn't see the stage clearly from her current position.

After hearing this, Chen Zonghao took her arm and led her to another direction. During the whole process, Song Shu did not move much and leaned steadily in Chen Zonghao's arms.

Yang Shanshan, who was standing beside them, was stunned by their entire action and couldn't help but mutter in her heart that these two people looked so close, like a pair of conjoined twins.

Song Shu caught a glimpse of her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Shanshan shook her head and said, "Nothing." She just felt that the light was a little too bright for her standing next to them.

Seeing that she was fine, Song Shu turned her gaze back to the stage.

At this time, the host was announcing the next designer, "Hong Kong fashion designer Alvin, the name of his clothing is Wings."

After the host finished speaking, Song Shu looked at the model walking onto the stage and the clothes she was wearing. She was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Shanshan, "His design is very advanced."

Yang Shanshan shrugged and nodded, "It should be something very strange and eye-catching."

The model was wearing a pair of broken wings, and her skirt was ankle-length on one side and thigh-length on the other, revealing a leg wearing an iron shoe.

This style is considered advanced even in later generations, but apart from the wings, the clothing has no connection with its name.

Song Shu took a glance and then looked away, no longer caring. Her eyes were instead fixed on the judges below the stage. She didn't expect that the old Buddha, who hadn't yet shined, was also here.

Song Shu glanced at them and then looked away. Yang Shanshan beside her said, "Today's judges are all very famous. I feel a little nervous. The next two will be me."

Song Shu asked, "What's your ranking?"

Yang Shanshan glanced at the program list in her hand and confirmed again, "Sixteenth."

Song Shu nodded, "It will be my turn soon, I'm eighteen, come on."

Yang Shanshan exhaled, "Come on."

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Time passed quickly, and soon it was Yang Shanshan's turn to show her clothes. Her name was "Fei Xiang."

The skirt on the model is red, which should be bright, but after being cut and designed by Yang Shanshan, it has a sense of elegance, and the model seems to be flying when she walks.

Yang Shanshan said the meaning of her dress when the host introduced it, "I hope the girl wearing this dress can fly freely to where she wants to go."

Song Shu looked at the skirt and nodded: "It's beautiful and in line with the theme."

Yang Shanshan crossed her arms and smiled as if she was designing something. "I think so, too."

Next came the fashion show by two designers. After the models left the stage, the host came on stage. She became more and more adept at hosting the show. She held the script and spoke into the microphone, "The next piece of clothing to be shown is designed by designer number 18, Song Shu. Its name is 'Gao Shan', and it says 'I was born to be a Gao Shan'..."

As the host's words came out, those who knew Song Shu looked up at the stage. Tian Tian turned Zhang Ershao's head to the side and said, "Don't bother me. It's Shu's turn now."

After hearing what she said, Mr. Zhang sat down obediently. He knew that Tian Tian had a good relationship with Miss Song, so he didn't dare to go up and bother her again.

When others heard the host's introduction, they couldn't help but murmur, "I was born a mountain." They felt a sense of pride rising in their hearts.

As the music started, it was not passionate, but rather had a low and majestic feeling.

The model walked onto the catwalk and her dress was revealed to everyone.

The dress has a neat and fitted cut and a flowing skirt. With every step she takes, the mountain on the skirt changes. No matter from which angle you look at it on the catwalk, the mountain is undulating.

Every step the model took was sonorous and powerful. Unlike the graceful steps of other models, every step she took seemed to bring the momentum of thousands of mountains pressing down on them, as if she was not walking on a catwalk but on a battlefield.

It was not until the model went down and the skirt disappeared behind the curtain that everyone came to their senses. It was as if they had just experienced a visual feast and a spiritual shock.

Several judges in the judging panel couldn't help but whisper to each other, "This design is very unique."

“She designed more than just a dress.”

Everyone looked at Lao Foye while discussing, "What do you think?"

Lao Foye tapped his pen and said, "We CC pursue elegance, but the style she designed has a sense of power."

Unexpectedly, he made the right decision to come to Hong Kong. It was the first time he saw power in clothing design, the kind of power that women can possess.

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Backstage, Yang Shanshan was looking at the stage. She was still shocked by Miss Song's outfit. She couldn't help but turn around and say to Song Shu, "Miss Song, you are so amazing. I can't help but want to have a good discussion with you."

She felt that she could find something from Miss Song, although she was still vague about what it was.

Song Shu curled her lips, "Okay, let's discuss this in detail when we have time."

Alvin, who was standing not far away, glanced at the stage, then glanced at Song Shu. His expression was not very good. Thinking of Song Shu's design just now, he felt that what he said at noon was a little embarrassing. Now looking at the designer backstage, he felt that everyone was laughing at him, and he couldn't help but quickly leave the backstage.

Yang Shanshan glanced at Alvin who was leaving in a hurry and curled her lips. She said to Song Shu, "I think he ran away in a hurry."

Song Shu glanced and then looked away. She didn't care about it and looked back at the stage to watch the next fashion show.

The competitions were carried out one by one in order, and after another hour, all the clothing shows were completed.

The host walked onto the stage, holding the microphone, "We have completed the presentation of the first Youth Fashion Design Competition. We will take a few minutes to wait for the judges to confirm the final scores, and then announce the scores of each designer one by one, from low to high... The top three designers will come on stage to receive their awards in turn."

It seems a bit cruel to announce the scores of each designer on the spot, which is tantamount to public execution for the designers with the lowest scores.

But the competition is so cruel that they have to face it even if they are a little nervous and dissatisfied.

The judges have already given the scores to each designer when they presented their clothes, and the staff have also calculated them separately. The total score is 100 points.

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Backstage, Song Shu became a little nervous after hearing what the host said. She rubbed her head against Chen Zonghao's chest unconsciously. She completely forgot that she was still leaning in Chen Zonghao's arms.

Chen Zonghao looked down at her. "Are you nervous?"

Song Shu raised her head, met his eyes, and nodded, "Somewhat."

Then Chen Zonghao lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous. I think you will definitely win first place."

Song Shu was amused. She herself was not that arrogant, but looking at the serious expression on the man's face, it seemed that he was not saying these words to coax her, but it was his true thoughts. This kind of unconditional belief and affirmation made her heart warm, and the tension dissipated a lot.

Song Shu couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth, and imitated him and whispered: "Then I'll borrow your good words."

Chen Zonghao raised his head again and rubbed her head, "Don't worry, I will."

A few minutes passed quickly, and the host came up again with a piece of paper, which should have the result of the competition.

The designers backstage all breathed a sigh of relief, and at this point they all looked at the stage nervously and expectantly.

The host did not keep the secret and announced the names one by one: "30th place, designer xxx, 72.65 points..."

Every time a designer is announced, someone in the background wails, "Oh, I knew I wouldn't get a good score with my level, and I'm so disappointed."

“Today I realized that there is always someone better than you. But I think this design competition was a good choice. It has broadened my horizons.”

As time passed, the atmosphere backstage became more tense. The host had already read out the top fifteen, and designer Alvin was ranked twelfth. Song Shu saw him leave with a unhappy look on his face.

The designer who was lucky enough to watch what happened between Song Shu and Alvin at noon couldn't help but whisper to others when Alvin walked away with a disdainful look, "Alvin is actually ranked twelfth, and Designer Song's ranking has not been announced yet. Even if he is eleventh, he is higher than Alvin. It's really embarrassing."

A designer who had seen Song Shu's fashion show said, "How could Designer Song be ranked eleventh? I think based on her designs, she could definitely be in the top five."

Others agreed, "After watching the demonstration, I was impressed. It turns out that some people are born to do this job. No wonder they can set off two trends."

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The ranking was announced very quickly. When the host on stage read out "the third designer Yang Shanshan...", Yang Shanshan, who was standing next to Song Shu, couldn't help but give a fist pump. "I actually made it into the top three. I feel really good about this ranking."

Yang Shanshan never thought that she could make it into the top three. Only when she came to participate in the competition today did she discover that there are people who are more outstanding than herself. She felt that her reputation was completely false. Only when she sees the real stuff can she discover her own shortcomings.

For example, Miss Song next to her made her admire her so much that she turned to Song Shu and said, "Miss Song, I think you deserve the first place."

As she finished her words, the host's voice rang out, "The second place goes to designer Tang Jing, who scored 92.25 points...Finally, the designer who won first place today, Song Shu, scored 96.59 points, and her work is 'High Mountain'..."

When Song Shu heard the host's voice, her first reaction was to look up at the man. At this time, the man just lowered his head to look at her, and the two of them had an unspoken understanding.

Song Shu looked at him with sparkling eyes and smiled brightly, "I got first place."

The man smiled happily for her, "Well, you got first place."

After saying that, he straightened her body, bent down, and smoothed out the wrinkles of her skirt. Song Shu followed his movements, looking at the man who bent down for her.

Chen Zonghao helped her adjust the hem of her skirt, stood up, put his hands on her shoulders, turned to the stage, and said behind her, "Go, go and get the championship that belongs to you."

Song Shu curled her lips and said, "Okay." Without looking back, she walked towards the stage as he said.

Yang Shanshan walked beside her and couldn't help but whisper to her, "You two have such a good relationship. Seeing you encouraging each other makes me feel less nervous."

Song Shu smiled and said, "Well, I'm not nervous anymore." It might be because someone was watching her from behind.

The two of them and another designer, Tang Jing, walked onto the stage, and at this time all the lights on the stage were concentrated in the middle.

The three of them stood in order, with Song Shu standing in the middle.

The host stood beside them and said, "Congratulations to our three designers for winning the first, second and third place in the Hong Kong Youth Fashion Design Competition. Can the three designers share with us their creative inspirations and experiences?"

The three of them spoke one by one, and finally it was Song Shu's turn. Song Shu took the microphone and looked at the audience, "Hello everyone, I am designer Song Shu. I hope that my work tonight, 'High Mountain', can bring different thoughts to everyone. In fact, when I bought the piece of cloth, it was stained with a black color, but when I looked at the black color, I didn't think the cloth was wasted. Instead, I wanted to give it a new life and let the mountain grow on it. Sometimes I also want the mountain to grow on me..."

After hearing Song Shu's answer, there was warm applause from the audience. Even those stars who didn't understand design seemed to be able to feel what she wanted to express in her clothes when they saw them.

The host said a few more words, and then said, "Then our judges will present the awards to our designers one by one."

“First of all, congratulations to our designer Shanshan Yang for winning the third place in this competition. The judge, Hong Kong designer Clare, came on stage to present her with the award.”

Yang Shanshan received the certificate and medal from the judge Clare with a bright smile on her face.

"Congratulations to our designer Tang Jing for winning the second place in this competition. French designer Daisy, the judge, came on stage to present the award to her."

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The host's voice became much louder. "Finally, congratulations to our designer Song Shu for winning the first prize in the first Hong Kong Youth Fashion Design Competition. The judge, CC brand designer Karl Lagerfeld, presented the award to her."

Song Shu looked at the middle-aged man walking towards her. At this time, the old Buddha still had his signature white ponytail on his head and was still wearing sunglasses.

Apart from anything else, his design talent is truly outstanding. Song Shu took the trophy and certificate from him, looked up and said, "Thank you."

The man nodded with dignity and said, "It's an honor to present you with this award."

At this time, the host took the microphone and said, "Can I ask Mr. Karl Lagerfeld what he thinks of Ms. Song's design tonight?"

Karl Lagerfeld took the microphone and said: "When CC founder founded CC, he once said that clothing is a kind of self. As a designer of her clothing brand, I also agree with her words. And tonight, Ms. Song's design also vividly reflects this point. When the model walked onto the stage wearing the clothes she designed, I felt that I saw the determination displayed by the model through the clothes. This can be said to be given to her by the clothes, or it can be said that she showed it through the clothes."

The host nodded, turned to look at Song Shu and said, "Ms. Song, the concept of your design, 'I was born to be a mountain', what do you think?"

Song Shu took the microphone, her eyes bright in the light, "This sentence was said by a lady, she said it to millions of ladies, and I want more ladies to hear it today."

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Song Shu walked down the stairs step by step. The man was standing there waiting for her. The light there was not very bright, but she could see that his eyes were always on her.

Song Shu walked towards him, put the trophy in his hand, raised her head and looked at him, "Look, my trophy."

The man took it and held it in his hand, saying, "It's very heavy."

Song Shu met his eyes and understood the meaning of his two words. It not only meant that the trophy was heavy, but also that the results of her hard work were heavy.

Song Shu nodded, "It is very heavy."

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The two of them walked towards the lounge with their things. Chen Zonghao was waiting outside the door, and Song Shu was helping Chen Xinyi change her clothes in the lounge.

Chen Xinyi lingered on her clothes for a while, looked up at Song Shu and said, "When I was walking on the catwalk just now, I suddenly felt that my steps were so powerful. I seem to have fallen in love with the catwalk. I plan to become a model."

Right after she stepped down, many agents who worked with celebrities approached her and asked her if she had any plans to enter the entertainment industry.

She was determined to accept the offer, not only for her grandmother's medical expenses, but also because she seemed to like the feeling of walking on the catwalk.

Song Shu nodded and said, "It's up to you. If you have any ideas, I can ask Tian Tian's agent, Sister Eve, to help you with your advice. Don't refuse. Tian Tian and I are good friends."

Chen Xinyi opened her mouth and finally nodded, "Thank you, Sister Shu."

She seemed to understand why Xiaohua said that Sister Shu was a warm person.

The three of them packed their things and walked out of the exhibition hall. Song Shu planned to send Chen Xinyi back first, because her home was far away and there was a mixed crowd, and Song Shu was not comfortable letting her go back alone.

However, Chen Xinyi refused, "It doesn't matter, I'm used to walking around, I can do it myself."

Just when Song Shu was about to say something, a familiar voice sounded, "Brother Hao, Second Sister-in-law, Xinyi."

The three of them looked at the person who was coming, and saw Ah Wen walking over from the side.

Song Shu was very surprised to see him here, "Awen, why are you here?"

Ah Wen scratched his head and said, "I came to Central today for something, and just when I was about to go back, I happened to run into you guys."

Chen Zonghao next to him glanced at him after hearing this. Awen looked away guiltily at Hao Ge's eyes that seemed to know everything.

Song Shu didn't notice the quarrel between the two and nodded, "Is that so?"

Chen Xinyi just stood there without saying anything. Ah Wen glanced at her and then said to Song Shu, "I just saw you guys saying you wanted to send Xinyi back home?"

Song Shu nodded, "Yes, Xinyi's home is far away, I am worried, so I plan to send her home first."

Ah Wen touched his nose and said, "Why don't I take her back? I have something to do there later."

Song Shu was a little skeptical after hearing this. Could it be such a coincidence? But it was possible so that Xinyi wouldn't feel too much trouble for them. However, the two of them didn't seem to be very familiar with each other, so Xinyi might feel a little embarrassed.

Before Song Shu could speak, Chen Xinyi said, "Sister Shu, let Awen take me there, otherwise it will be troublesome to take me back and forth."

Seeing her expression, Song Shu could only nod, "Okay."

Song Shu watched them walk away together. The more she watched, the more she felt something was a little strange. She couldn't help but ask, "Are they that familiar?"

We just met once during the Mid-Autumn Festival last time.

Chen Zonghao saw through Ah Wen's thoughts at a glance, but he didn't want to care about other people's affairs. Seeing that Song Shu's mind was on them, he took her hand and walked towards the bus stop, "I don't know, didn't you say you would treat me to a midnight snack tonight?"

Song Shu was held by his hand and could only follow his pace. After listening to his words, she said, "Okay, let's go for a midnight snack. But if I eat midnight snacks every day, I'm afraid I'll get fat."

Chen Zonghao glanced at her from head to toe and said, "Where are you fat?"

Song Shu hit him and said, "I was just saying it casually."

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The two took a bus, got off at the night market, and went to the barbecue restaurant they had been to before. Even though it was Monday, there were still quite a few people in the barbecue restaurant.

The boss greeted them when he saw them, "Brother Hao, Sister Hao, we're here for barbecue. Order whatever you want."

The two of them ordered some drinks. Seeing that he was about to order a Coke, Song Shu reached out and put her hand on his pen to stop him. "How about we order beer? We're happy today. Let's celebrate my championship."

Chen Zonghao stopped writing, looked at her, and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure about your alcohol tolerance?"

Song Shu thought of what happened last time and vowed to clean up her image. She nodded, "Sure, I can't drink that badly."

Chen Zonghao looked at her for a second, then raised his lips and said, "Okay, whatever you want."

Song Shu achieved her goal, but she felt that there was a hint of evil in his expression just now. She shook her head, thinking that it was impossible and that she must have seen it wrong.

The barbecue came up soon, and the boss brought it to them personally. "Here it is, the fragrant barbecue is here, sister-in-law, try my cooking."

Song Shu nodded quickly, "Thank you, t. Sorry for the trouble."

"No trouble." The boss said and left without bothering them anymore.

Song Shu looked at the barbecue on the table and felt her stomach growling with hunger. She had not eaten much of the lunch boxes sent by the staff tonight because she was busy with work. Only when she suddenly relaxed did she feel hungry.

Chen Zonghao opened a bottle of beer and placed it in front of her. Song Shu handed him a few skewers of beef, then took a few more for herself, took a bite, and nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious. The boss's cooking skills are good."

It's just that the amount of chili may have been a little too much, so Song Shu had to drink a big gulp of beer after every few bites. In the end, when she finished the barbecue, it seemed that she also drank most of the can of beer.

Song Shu rested her head on the table with her hands, burped, patted her face with her other hand, and muttered, "I'm full."

She just felt dizzy, and her limbs seemed to be out of control. Her hands that were on the table slipped and her head was about to hit the table.

At this time, Chen Zonghao, who was sitting next to her, reached out and held her chin to prevent her from hitting her chin on the table.

Chen Zonghao looked down at the person with a red face in his palm, and couldn't help but reach out and poke her face, saying softly: "I told you not to drink."

He helped her lean against his shoulder, then picked up the coat on the chair next to her and put it on her. However, the drunk person in his arms was restless and patted his hand, mumbling, "It's hot, don't wear it."

Chen Zonghao grabbed her hand and coaxed her patiently, "Be good, it's getting cold at night."

However, the drunk person could not listen to him. Chen Zonghao took a lot of effort to put her clothes on, and he also had to control her moving body, which made him sweat.

Chen Zonghao paid the bill and walked home with the person in his arms.

When the barbecue boss finished his work and looked up, he saw Brother Hao carrying Sister Hao on his back. The strange look on his face almost made him drop his jaw. He never thought that there would be such a day for Brother Hao.

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Chen Zonghao carried her all the way back to her room, put her on the bed and took off her shoes.

He stood in front of the bed and looked at her sleeping face for a while, then walked out of the room and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of sobering soup.

But when he returned to the room with the sobering soup, the man was sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, mumbling something.

Chen Zonghao squatted in front of her with a funny look and poked her face, "Hey, drunkard, wake up and drink the sobering soup."

The woman was probably annoyed by him. She grabbed his hand, opened her eyes, and glared at him, "You annoying ghost, don't poke me."

Chen Zonghao nodded in a good-tempered manner, "Okay, no poking, then drink the sobering soup."

Song Shu tilted her head and glanced at the dark stuff, wrinkled her nose in disgust, and shook her head, "No."

Chen Zonghao thought that she would have a headache when she woke up tomorrow, and he was not used to her, "No, you must drink it."

Song Shu heard this and retorted even louder, "No."

Chen Zonghao knew that she only ate soft food and not hard food, so he coaxed her, "Drink it, and I'll tell you a story after you drink it."

Although Song Shu felt dizzy, she was not stupid. She pouted and said, "I am not Jiahui's child. I don't need to listen to stories."

Chen Zonghao was very patient and said, "Okay, if you don't want to hear the story, I'll make you something delicious tomorrow."

Song Shu swallowed her saliva, and Chen Zonghao curled his lips when he saw her like this, "Little greedy cat."

Song Shu thought about it and nodded, then shook her head, "No, I don't want to eat anymore."

Chen Zonghao was so annoyed that he lost all his temper. "So what do you want?"

Song Shu raised her eyes to look at him, her vision was filled with phantoms. She rubbed her head and looked at the person in front of her clearly. She might have just eaten something spicy, her lips were red from the spiciness, and she muttered something.

The voice was low and unclear, and Chen Zonghao did not hear it clearly. Then he saw the person who had just said he didn't want to drink took the sobering soup and drank it. After drinking it, he handed it back to him, said "I'm sleepy", and went to sleep again.

Chen Zonghao looked at her helplessly for a while. Her hair fell on her face and her breathing was moving in her sleep. Chen Zonghao reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. Then he picked her up and put her on the bed. He covered her with a blanket and touched her head. "Good night."