"It's set for next year's Valentine's Day."
"I will definitely support you then."
Curious about what they were talking about, and unable to hear the music, Yao Bin moved closer and raised his voice, asking, "What are you talking about?"
Zhou Yang replied, "I was talking about my new song. There's a love song on my album that I collaborated on with Miao Miao."
"What? You two sang a love song together?" His eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible.
Is there a problem?
Aren't you afraid her boyfriend will be jealous?
The music was too loud, and Zhou Yang couldn't hear him: "What did you say?"
Yao Bin raised his voice again: "I'm saying, when you sing such sentimental songs, aren't you afraid her boyfriend will get jealous?"
"Gu Nian is so stingy, like a bottle of century-old vinegar. If a man tries to flirt with Shi Miao, she can smell it without even opening the bottle. Oh my, that smell is so sour to the bone."
His words echoed throughout the venue.
The music stopped just as he finished speaking; before he could react, the words were already out of his mouth.
Everyone watched him with expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.
Yao Bin turned around and met Gu Nian's cold gaze. He hurriedly said, "President Gu, let me explain. I mean you're petty in matters of the heart, not that you're stingy. Jealousy means you care about Shi Miao. The more jealous you are, the more you care."
Gu Nian withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Remember to keep your voice down next time you talk bad about me."
He forced a smile that was worse than a sob, wishing he could disappear into a hole at that moment.
“He’s just stingy.” Luo Jian walked onto the stage and looked at Gu Nian, saying, “Last time I accidentally broke one of his small rulers, and he made me pay for it.”
Xiao Lü didn't back down, but instead rolled her eyes at him: "You took someone else's special golden ruler, bent it into a heart-shaped mold, and used it to fry eggs, and you still have the nerve to say it out loud."
"All you do is sabotage things, get down here."
"Hehehe~" Little Green flew towards Yu Shulin and landed on the back of his fair hand.
[Just wondering, what's that ruler used to measure?]
This is a very insightful question!
[It's probably used to measure the length of something, but we don't know exactly what it is.]
[How many centimeters is a regular ruler again? 15 centimeters?]
[Some are 20 centimeters long, but definitely more than 15 centimeters.]
[What, 15 centimeters? Is it the one I'm thinking of? No way, the male leads in the CEO romance novels I read are all at least 20.]
[With Gu Nian's face and figure, if he doesn't deserve a 20-year-old 'weapon,' what's the difference between him and a towering tree bearing tiny chili peppers!]
[Haha, you guys are getting more and more ridiculous! I'm a hand fetishist when it comes to his hands. Based on my years of experience, he has over 20 hands; you can measure them with your hands if you want. The gold ruler is probably just a collector's item.]
Sisters, I almost forgot, rulers aren't just for measuring objects, they can also be used to hit...
[What are you talking about? Explain in detail, I don't need this little bit of traffic.]
[I had just entered the live stream room when I tripped over a pile of pants on the floor, and I fell so hard my vision went black.]
A lively discussion ensued in the live stream regarding the issue of the golden ruler.
While they were discussing, Luo Jianxing was already introducing the next program.
"Next, my sister Luo Shimiao will present the dance 'Dreaming Back to Dunhuang'."
Luo Shimiao took off her coat and gave it to her assistant. Under the dim light, she crouched down and jogged onto the stage.
The melodious music slowly began to play, as if it came from ancient times.
A beam of light shone on the center of the stage, enveloping a graceful and beautiful figure.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
