The shouts of the male fans were blocked out, and they even felt a bit sad that their idols disappeared before they had a chance to take a closer look.
Lin Luosang frowned, looking at the street reflected in the windshield in front of him in confusion, and asked him, "What are you doing?"
Pei Hanzhou calmly and composedly withdrew his hand from twisting her hair and asked calmly, "Didn't your elementary school teacher teach you not to stick your head or hands out of the window while the car is moving?"
Lin Luosang: ...???
Wow, you are truly a role model of morality and behavior, a unique security guard in the world. Why doesn’t 360 ask you to do virus scans?
Lin Luosang felt the car moving at a snail's pace and said, "It's so congested here, and the cars are moving so slowly. What's the danger of me reaching out briefly to say hello? We have to analyze the specific situation. I definitely wouldn't do that on a normal road."
"I'm not worried about you being in danger," the man said more calmly, "I'm just worried about scaring passersby."
Lin Luosang's speech system actually failed for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said sarcastically, "You care about people's livelihood. You are such a kind person."
"If you really want to find out, go ahead," the man flipped through the documents nonchalantly. "It has nothing to do with me."
Lin Luosang glanced sideways.
By now their car had already driven to the road ahead, and she had successfully missed the group of fans holding light signs. Was she leaning out now to get ready for a close kiss on the cheek with the cold air?
Okay, Pei Hanzhou, you are awesome.
Seeing that she was sitting there without moving, the man elegantly lowered the sunshade and said, "Huh? Why don't you say hello?"
Lin Luosang slowly forced out a smile, squeezing out each word from between his teeth: "Right now, I just want my high heels to say hello intimately to your head."
“…”
The car quickly stopped at the entrance of the mall. Bodyguards surrounded the car and cleared a passage. Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan walked to the door to pick her up.
I don’t know if it was because there were a lot of onlookers nearby or because her fan base had increased a lot, but there were indeed quite a lot of people at the event today. She had to rely on bodyguards the whole time to be able to stand in front of the display board smoothly.
As she passed by the counter, several salesgirls working there happened to be discussing in low voices:
"Sure enough, she's wearing another couture gown today, the price of which rivals her endorsement fees. Wearing couture even for such a small event is unheard of. How many mini dresses does she have?"
"A little skirt? We ordinary people can't even afford a skirt like that in our lifetime, okay? What you see is the skirt. Sorry, I only see a stack of RMB moving on her body."
"I don't understand. Why would she want to make a living when she's so rich? It's so cold out here. Isn't she happy just being at home, drinking afternoon tea elegantly and being a rich wife?"
"Only people without money think she's struggling to make a living. She just doesn't want to live a boring life of luxury and wants to enrich herself, okay? Forget it, people like you who don't have dreams won't understand. She already has everything, yet she still endures the harsh cold and blooms like a Tianshan snow lotus in the entertainment industry. Ah, sister really is shining."
"Pengpeng, what's with that expression on your face? Haha .... Are you a fan of Lin Luosang?"
"Is that even a question? Who wouldn't love a beautiful sister like this? She's even prettier in person than she is on camera. I'm going to kill Pei Hanzhou right now."
Lin Luosang stood in front of the background board, took a few photos, and then walked around the store, trying out new products and the new electronic operating system. In short, he was fulfilling the mission of a spokesperson and producing promotional materials for the brand in all aspects.
After the material was recorded, she and the host stood near the display board and began some question-and-answer interactions.
After some questions and answers about the products, the session began with questions from the audience.
The range of questions that can be asked on site is very broad, and can include questions that are not related to the product but are related to the spokesperson.
There was a boy in a headband in the audience who was particularly enthusiastic, with his hand raised high. When the staff passed the microphone to him, he was probably too excited to understand the definition of the question, and he said excitedly with a red face: "Your song is so beautiful!!"
There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and the host also asked with a smile, "What else?"
"And..." the boy thought for a moment, "The dancing is also really beautiful!!"
Lin Luosang smiled: "A question should be asked in a proper way. Don't you have anything to ask me?"
The boy's already flushed face was now even redder: "Uh..."
"Um..." After thinking for a long time, he finally managed a question that sounded like a question but not quite, "Can you sing a few more lines?"
His companion was both amused and angry, and extremely embarrassed by the focused stares. He punched him and shouted insults, his voice coming through the receiver: "Are you out of your mind, you idiot? What the hell is this question? I can talk better than you even if I open Tmall Genie. Stop embarrassing yourself and give the microphone back, okay?!"
"Huh?" The boy looked at his companion in panic, "Then what should I say?"
"You're talking about your mother!"
The situation became increasingly uncontrollable. The audience burst into laughter, and some even took out their mobile phones to record the video. The host looked at Lin Luosang, as if asking for her opinion on how to solve the problem.
Lin Luosang nodded happily: "Sure, what do you want to hear me sing?"
"But there's no accompaniment here, so I can only sing a cappella."
The host started the fun by saying, "It's a live a cappella performance! We haven't even gone through the formalities yet. Everyone here today is definitely in luck!"
The boy didn't expect Lin Luosang to agree, and stared at her blankly.
Lin Luosang: "Which song do you want to listen to?"
"Any of them?" the boy said, starting to flatter again. "You don't even need to rehearse before performing all those difficult songs? Are you a god?"
"That's enough!" the irritable companion couldn't help but kick, "Tell me the name of the song!"
The boy finally reacted and realized it. He thought for a long time before speaking carefully: "It's all right."
companion:"……"
Lin Luosang also laughed along with the host, his eyebrows curved, "Then let's sing 'Cinnabar'. I won't sing the high notes."
Just when everyone was thinking, "It's understandable that she can't sing the high notes at this time," she said, "In order not to disturb others by singing too high, there are shops nearby."
Everyone: ...Oh, excuse me.
She casually sang a climax part a cappella. Although she hadn't practiced for a long time, the melody was in her mind and she sang it without any stumbling. She finished the performance smoothly and fluently. Her voice was very clear and as soft as a jade.
After hearing the first line, a girl in the audience couldn't help but hug her friend's arm tightly: "'Cinnabar'! This is the beginning of my love with my wife!! Woohoo, this voice is so beautiful, it makes me feel like my soul is leaving my body."
Her boyfriend next to her had a complicated expression. He waited until Lin Luosang finished singing before asking, "Then if Lin Luosang and I fell into the water, who would you save?"
"It must be to save you, baby."
My boyfriend breathed a sigh of relief.
The girl continued happily, "I won't let Sangsang fall into the water. I won't let her be in danger."
Boyfriend: ???
Without time to comfort her boyfriend, the girl and her friends got into a discussion: "It's really her original work that allows her to come out so easily. She's so stable on stage, she's really miles ahead of Jiang Mei. If there's a chance for her to perform live in the future, I'll definitely go. When she has a concert, you should accompany me!"
The girls were discussing enthusiastically, and the audience was applauding and cheering non-stop. The host began in the lively atmosphere, "I've heard Sangsang sings well before. Today, there's no accompaniment, and our microphones aren't professional equipment, but she still sounds so good. It's truly remarkable. Is there anyone else who wants to ask a question? Let our staff choose one."
Soon, the girl who was excited just now was selected.
The first thing she asked was a tough question: "Will there be a concert? When is it scheduled?"
As soon as these words came out, there were many voices of agreement. Manager Yue narrowed his eyes and discovered a business opportunity. The audience in his eyes seemed to have turned into banknotes, flying uncontrollably into his wallet.
"There will definitely be a concert," Lin Luosang said, gripping the microphone. "The specific time hasn't been decided yet. Since this is my first solo concert, I want to give everyone a perfect experience, so I'll be strengthening my physical training. I'll also need to accumulate some works for a while before selecting the best and giving everyone the best."
"In addition to my personal concert, I will also be attending New Year's Eve and various galas, and will have corresponding performances. If you can't wait, you can check out other activities first, but the concert won't be too far away, and we are still preparing."
The girl got the signal, made a no-brainer gesture, and winked: "I will definitely not miss the first concert!!"
The third question quickly followed: "'Audio-Visual Feast' is about to reach the finals. After it's over, will Sangsang record new music variety shows or other programs? Will you consider filming a movie or other cross-border projects?"
Lin Luosang and Yue Hui exchanged glances for a moment before he said, "We're still deciding. If there are any other plans, the studio will notify you in a timely manner. After the show, my focus will probably still be on music. I'll be releasing my first album, so everyone can look forward to it."
The question-and-answer session ended there, and as she left the stage, she heard someone shouting, "Okay! We'll work hard to save money for the princess's milk powder!"
She got in the car, clicked into the super topic and saw the circle, then she knew what the "big princess" was talking about -
Since she had previously secretly revealed the style of her new album, her fans collectively called the first album "Big Princess" and began preparing for it in advance like nursing a baby, with all the plans for charting and supporting her missing out.
Yue Hui continued to mutter beside her, "I feel like there were a lot of passersby at this event, but there were also a lot of people asking about the concert. Judging from this number, even if only three-fifths of the people bought tickets... the concert tickets would definitely sell out."
"Oh my god, where else can we find a route like ours? We have so many fans and so much traffic. Not only are our fans willing to pay for our work, but passersby are also happy to do so."
Seeing Yue Hui starting to immerse himself again, Lin Luosang quickly pulled him out of his own world: "Do I have any plans after the 'Audio-Visual Feast'?"
"We're still in talks. We've been approached by quite a few people, but none that I'm particularly interested in." Yue Hui flipped open his memo. "As for variety shows in the first half of next year, I'm only optimistic about the second season of 'Development Plan' and 'Sing Along With Me Like This.' You know the first season of 'Development Plan,' right?"
"I know."
The very popular trainee selection program created the now popular boy group Seven. Each of the seven members has a large traffic volume, and the group is a collection of explosive traffic. It is the first domestic program that truly focuses on trainees, and it has opened up the idol market and the first year of idols.
At that time, several mentors of the first season became famous in a small circle, so there must be many artists who want to participate in the second season. After all, it is a phenomenal online variety show, and the exposure will definitely not be bad.
"Everyone knows it's a good deal, so they're definitely vying for it, but there are only a few mentor spots... The competition is fierce. I heard they changed some pretty cool rules this season, so I predict another phenomenal success. It's a shame they were too busy dealing with the self-recommendations to approach us." Yue Hui sighed regretfully, "Don't let me find the secret, or I'll get this position even if I drop dead on my knees."
Lin Luosang:? ?
Although she knew Yue Hui was just talking nonsense, she still leaned back: "...Not really."
"We've actually been contacted by 'Sing Along With Me', hehe. Lin Luosang is awesome," Yue Hui explained. "It's a competition where new singers compete against established singers. It's okay, but not particularly interesting. It's a bit similar to 'Audio-Visual Feast,' so I'm still in discussions."
Lin Luosang nodded.
Yue Hui: "What do you think?"
"It's all fine, as long as I can sing," Lin Luosang said. "If all else is equal, I'll choose the show with better live equipment."
Yue Hui: “That’s it?”
Lin Luosang nodded: "That's it."
"You're really easy to support. If I give you a microphone and a piano, you can live a lifetime."
Lin Luosang: "No, I also need a computer and a pair of headphones."
“…”
After Lin Luosang arrived home, he saw the sofa and the neatly arranged bedding. A question that had occurred to him before he left home once again lingered in his mind.
Where did she sleep last night?
Pei Hanzhou was drinking coffee comfortably on the sofa. Lin Luosang approached and asked him, "Did I fall asleep on the sofa last night?"
"Well," the man glanced sideways to his right, "his head is resting on the corner, his computer is still on, and his hand is hanging out."
After a pause, he added slowly, "As if I abused you."
"Then why am I in bed when I wake up?"
The man frowned, and the tight corners of his mouth showed "What other possibility is there except me carrying you up?"
"Okay, let's not talk about the fact that you carried me up there and prevented me from making music right this morning. After all, you probably had good intentions and didn't want your wife to sleep on the sofa..."
Halfway through her speech, she took off her coat and unbuttoned two buttons of her shirt.
Pei Hanzhou:?
Lin Luosang opened his collar and pointed at the rosy little strawberry under his collarbone. "Explain to me, did you do this?"
The man turned his head, picked up his coffee and took a sip calmly: "I forgot."
Forgot? ?
How could a man who remembered where she rested her head, whether her hands were extended, and even the way her computer turned on and off forget such things?
All his words about caring for her and loving her are lies. This man will do anything to pursue his own selfish desires!
Lin Luosang was just about to teach him a lesson on how he could do such an animalistic thing when she was soundly asleep, but she only had time to say one sentence before she received a message from Yue Hui, reminding her to remember to go out later as there was a celebration party.
Originally, the celebration party was supposed to be held on the day after the performance, but Aguai had something to do last night, so the dinner was postponed to today. She happened to be free, so she agreed to go.
Lin Luosang replied "OK" to Yue Hui, and just as he looked up and was about to continue scolding this rubbish man, he received another message from Yue Hui asking for credit: "Look at the trending searches, I organized a very popular event for you, genius Yue Hui, seriously."
She lowered her head and clicked on the hot search to browse around, and found that the sixth place was a topic related to herself, called #Straight men watching Lin Luosang's performance#.
After a while of searching, I finally discovered the origin of the thread. It was on a popular short video app. An account posted a video with the caption: [The cafeteria guy was so engrossed in watching Lin Luosang's performance while serving me food that he shook the spoon so hard that all the meat flew out. I'm so hungry I'm even craving the trash can. Fuck you.]
The video is even funnier. It should be recorded by a friend. The protagonist of the video looks hopeless as he stares at the canteen brother who is flipping the wok. It is a routine operation, but the brother is concentrating on watching the TV screen not far away. In the end, only a little pepper is left in the wok without him noticing. He just put it in his hand and handed it away.
The friend who was recording the video was laughing so hard that his hands were shaking. In the last scene, the screen moved and froze on where Lin Luosang was playing the violin.
Everyone could relate to the cafeteria wok flipping incident, after all, they had all been flipped along the way. In addition, the expressions of the people involved were funny, and the emotions of the friends were well rendered, resulting in a very popular video. Many people even posted wonderful moments of people around them watching Lin Luosang's performance: some people let their dogs run away while walking, some people were AFK at the fountain and were madly insulted by their teammates, and some people seemed fine on the surface, but they squinted their eyes and stared at the screen for a long time without saying a word, silent as if in a trance.
When Yue Hui saw this topic, he thought of a good way to gather traffic, and immediately arranged a hot search to call everyone to participate. The popularity of last night's stage was still there, and the sand sculpture netizens had a rich and colorful life. Everyone immediately contributed many wonderful bridges -
I was just catching up on Lin Luosang's performance during self-study when our class's oblivious study committee member suddenly sat down next to me. My heart raced, thinking he was going to confess his feelings. A moment later, he asked, "Who's the singer on the screen?" OK, fine.
Yesterday, a friend of mine was flirting with her boyfriend, but he disappeared mid-conversation. He came back a moment later to say he'd just gone to see Lin Luosang perform. This pissed her off, and she opened her tablet, swearing she wanted to see what Lin Luosang was capable of. Then, she ignored me all night, and at 6 a.m., she messaged me saying she'd watched all of Lin Luosang's videos and sent me a link asking me to vote for him. The current catchphrase is that men are shit, and flirting with beautiful women is the norm. I have no idea what happened.
[This is also me... The guys in my friend circle who never chase celebrities suddenly posted a live video of "Audio-Visual Feast". I asked them why they were there, and they said they were watching Sang Sang :) Oh, Lin Luosang's straight man-killing physique is terrible.]
[Now that I think about it, she has a lot of male fans. At today's event, there were tons of them holding up signboards. One handsome guy even stuttered when he asked a question, hahaha! I have to see how beautiful she really is with my own eyes before I die.]
[My friend's friend, a boy, originally liked Pei Hanzhou very much. He regarded Pei Hanzhou as his goal and was even the first one to follow. But after he fell in love with Lin Luosang, he unfollowed Pei Hanzhou. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Pei Hanzhou is such a poor guy.]
Seeing this, she felt a little happy. Soon, Yue Hui sent her another message: [What was your husband like when he watched your performance? You can also record it.]
"No need to record," she said. "He'll have the same weird expression for ten thousand years, and it won't change when he sees me on stage."
After a while, she continued: [If I have a hater in the future.]
Yue Hui: [?]
Lin Luosang: [You must be the first to find out if Pei Hanzhou did it.]
Teacher Lin's "gentleman education" was interrupted, and her momentum was no longer the same. In addition, she was in a good mood after seeing the hot search, so she put down her phone and stopped arguing with Pei Hanzhou about the strawberry. She thought she was unlucky and went to the study with her computer to make music.
In the afternoon, when she went to the celebration party, she unexpectedly ran into a few musicians she had worked with before. After a few pleasantries, she left. Yue Hui said to her, "Why didn't they feel anything before? But as soon as you got married, they all started to feel sorry..."
Lin Luosang thought about it for a while, his memory was very vague: "It seems that two or three people chased me."
"What are you doing? There are only five people in there!" Yue Hui turned around, "How come I don't know about this?"
"Why do you need to know this?" Lin Luosang said with a smile, "I didn't even give them my WeChat. I don't even remember their names."
She didn't eat much at the celebration banquet. She took two bites of salad and went out to get some fresh air. When she was leaning on the railing thinking about the lyrics, she unexpectedly heard a voice behind her. It was probably a foreigner who came here to travel and saw that she was alone and wanted to come up and chat with her. However, he was stopped by the tour guide who knew the situation and said that she was a singer and was already married.
The foreign guy then gave up.
The celebration banquet ended at around eight o'clock, and it was almost ten o'clock when Lin Luosang returned. Pei Hanzhou was in a meeting on the second floor, and the door of his study was open.
Lin Luosang had not yet decided on the theme for the next stage. He was absent-minded all night, often distracted while doing things, and even accidentally spilled a bottle of essence water.
Too lazy to get a tissue, she took a large bath towel and wiped it casually, planning to wait for her aunt to come and clean up together tomorrow.
There was music playing on her phone, and she became mesmerized by it. After removing her makeup, she instinctively locked the door and started taking a shower. When she finished, she realized something was wrong.
She forgot her pajamas.
The clothes she was wearing were soaked by her; she had left her bathrobe hanging outside in a fit of irritation a few days ago. If her husband wasn't home, she might have just run out to get some clothes, but he was not only home, but also in a meeting, with his computer camera facing the bedroom door. There was no way she was going to stand in the bathroom and yell.
Lin Luosang pressed his solar plexus, wondering how he had been forced into this desperate situation.
After three minutes of serious thought and mental struggle, she reluctantly picked up her phone and sent a message to her secretary: [Hello.]
The secretary had already mastered the skill of automatically waking up when she heard the ringing bell. She put on her glasses and quickly replied: [Hello.]
Although he didn't know why Lin Luosang sent him a greeting message at this time.
Lin Luosang took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself, and then, with half-closed eyes, typed the message, trying to keep the subject vague. After typing, he quickly hit the send button, as if dropping a hot potato: [Can you please talk to Pei Hanzhou for me and ask him to come to the next room?]
She has never been one to make a fuss about little things. For more than 20 years, she had never imagined that such a fantastic scenario would appear in her marriage life where she would rely on a secretary to pass messages to her husband, and her husband was so close that she could hear the conversation clearly.
If you tell this to others, the Douban group and marketing accounts will laugh at you for ten thousand years.
She lowered her head, feeling guilty for bothering her secretary to send such a message late at night, and she anticipated what she would need to say to the man later... and felt extremely ashamed.
If she had just messaged him, it would have been fine. She could have just typed and told him where to get the things, and if she felt awkward, she could have sent some emojis to cover it up. But what should she do now? The mere thought of having to explain every detail made her want to strangle the man and die with him.
Soon, Pei Hanzhou, who was halfway through the meeting, received a message from his secretary: "Madam asked you to go to the next room."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Soon, a second message followed: [My wife also said that you should not attend the meeting for now.]
Pei Hanzhou: “…………”
Then, the meeting, which was halfway through, ended with the man's closing remarks, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Lin Luosang tried her best to turn the shower head to the maximum, but every word he said still penetrated her ears clearly, like thousands of feathers tickling them.
Soon, the man walked to her door: "What?"
Lin Luosang bit his lower lip, his voice thick with mist: "I didn't take any clothes..."
"What clothes?"
She cleared her throat, grabbed the door handle, and said vaguely, "Pyjamas, in the third and fifth compartments of the wardrobe opposite the bed, just take any one."
After a while of flipping around, the man really only handed over a shirt.
Lin Luosang didn't quite understand the straight man's train of thought and asked, "Don't I need to wear pants?"
There was silence outside for a while, and then the man, whose silhouette was cast by the light, left the door. He went to find her a pair of pants.
She opened the door a crack, but before she could say anything else, the man seemed to have thought of something, withdrew his hand, and finally handed in two pieces.
Let's put things one way and one way. Although they had done more intimate things before, when she asked him to help her with her underwear right under his nose, Lin Luosang looked at the man's slender fingers gathering the piece of cloth, and she felt as if a ball of fire suddenly exploded and burned to the roots of her ears. The back of her neck was densely burned, as if she had lost consciousness.
After finally walking out of the bathroom, she sat on the edge of the bed and adjusted her breathing for ten minutes.
Then the man who was reading had the book snatched from his hand, and he looked up to meet her direct gaze.
Her neck and chest were filled with an ambiguous pink, her eyes wide open, and her soft fingers tightly grasped his shoulder blades.
"I will kill you or you will kill yourself. Choose one."
Pei Hanzhou frowned and looked at her for a moment, as if he didn't understand her situation: "What's wrong?"
Her cheeks were also flushed, and she didn't know whether it was from the steam in the bathroom or from her own rubbing. At this moment, she was too embarrassed to talk about the source of most of her emotions. She could only divert the focus and lead the topic to other issues, turning up the volume with bluffing.
"I woke up his secretary in the middle of the night just to get him to send you a message like a giant baby. Isn't that embarrassing enough? I'm not you. I have to save face too, okay?"
Pei Hanzhou, who was inexplicably labeled as "shameless":?
Lin Luosang rubbed his hair. The memory made him want to commit suicide right there. “Why do some singers look so glamorous on the surface, but are so miserable behind the scenes?”
"We've been married for months and we haven't even added each other on WeChat. How can this be justified?"
If you had added it earlier, there wouldn’t be any problems tonight!
The man looked at her for a while before he completely understood the meaning of her words and nodded as if he had suddenly realized something.
He hadn't added her on WeChat before simply because he felt it was unnecessary. Besides, important matters were usually arranged one by one through his secretary and told to him, so the man had never thought of adding her on WeChat. Now he suddenly realized that there would be many special situations in married life. He picked up the phone beside him, clicked a few times, threw it in front of her, and took the book from her hand.
"Add it."
Lin Luosang: "What?"
“My WeChat.”
Lin Luosang: “…………”
She savored the man's simple and casual action, then looked at him who was concentrating on reading, as if he had just taken time out of his busy schedule to perfunctorily please her, and she had to continue happily.
Lin Luosang, whose nerves were extremely fragile tonight, raised his eyes and said, "What do you mean? Are you giving me alms?"
Pei Hanzhou frowned:?
She couldn't help but think of the many people she'd met today still lying in her friend pool, and couldn't help but narrow her eyes: "The people who want to add me on WeChat are lining up from here to the Thames, and you're giving me alms??"
Lin Luosang's whole body jumped up instantly, he lay down on the spot and closed his eyes peacefully, and put his phone upside down on the bedside table.
"I won't add any more."
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