Pei Hanzhou had just pinched the edge of the dumpling halfway when he felt a slight itch on his jaw. Then, the mask came over uninvited and covered his entire face, even covering his eyes.
The images before my eyes disappeared frame by frame like quicksand, and finally turned into a flat piece of fiber with a faint hint of indoor light.
Pei Hanzhou, who suddenly felt skin-to-skin contact with the inner wall of the mask: "..."
Fortunately, the man was used to her disruption and freed one hand to pull down the mask again, but when he looked at his palm again, the half-finished dumpling had disappeared.
Lin Luosang grabbed the spoils with peace of mind, dipped his index finger in water, and gently stroked the dough.
He had already filled it with stuffing and pinched the middle. All that was left was for her to pinch the two sides with her tiger's mouth and tighten them slightly, and a yuanbao dumpling was done.
She had never made dumplings before, and the crash course had only started a few minutes ago. The man only demonstrated to her how to make a few dumplings, and the rest depended on her own skills.
How much stuffing to put in, how to distribute the stuffing, and how much force to use to pinch it to make it look good all require experience.
After shaping his third creation, Lin Luosang also used colored dough to stick two small dots on it as decoration. After finishing, he handed the thing to the man and said, "This will make it look less like a turtle, right?"
Pei Hanzhou looked at the dumplings, which she had mostly finished and she was only responsible for finishing, and pondered for a while before giving a reply.
"Hmm," he nodded, "this time it's more like a goose."
“…”
"You must be patient with new students. After all, it's your first time."
Lin Luosang pursed his lips, motioning him to look at the sixty trainees in the distance. "Can't you treat me with the same love I have for them? That's such a huge improvement."
The man readily accepted the situation she set and replicated the sentence that Teacher Lin had just said, "Eat a dumpling and exercise for half an hour."
"If you make a mistake wrapping one tonight, you'll have to stay home with me for two hours. I'll check it tomorrow." After a pause, he added in a deep voice, "Be more self-disciplined."
Lin Luosang:?
Are you quite good at substitution?
She looked up. "I clearly said half an hour, but how come it became two hours when it came to you? That's quadrupled. It's worse than a loan shark."
"Why? Is it because you are more shameless?"
Pei Hanzhou: "Yes."
He admitted it so frankly that she was speechless for a moment, and some of the dumpling filling in her hand accidentally squeezed out.
As a successful businessman and unscrupulous capitalist, he certainly had the vision and awareness to accurately identify problems. So Pei Hanzhou pointed at the dumplings in her hand and reminded her lightly: "Two hours, including the one with cracked skin just now, a total of four hours."
Lin Luosang frowned immediately: "The one just now hasn't even started to wrap. It just stuck too tightly to the bottom and broke on its own. It has nothing to do with me."
He leaned on the edge of the table and said leisurely, "Okay, then forget it, it's still two hours."
The negotiation was successful, and she nodded with satisfaction. When she finished packing the next one, she realized—
"How come it's already two hours? I didn't promise you?"
The man looked at her for a long while with his lips slightly curled, and finally couldn't help but laugh softly with success, as satisfied as if he found that his prey had finally fallen into a trap.
Lin Luosang gritted her teeth and wanted to smear flour on his face, but the man clamped both of her wrists with one hand. He even leisurely freed his hands to pull the mask up under her chin to cover her eyes.
She completely forgot where she was and began to struggle subconsciously until the man pressed her palm on the table.
In order to restrain her, Pei Hanzhou had to put one hand over her back and lean against the edge of the table, half holding her in his arms and said in a deep voice:
"There are a lot of people watching, don't move."
Her mind went blank for a moment, and then snowflakes and noises began to fall. The trainees' cheers echoed in the huge venue, spreading from one end to the other, still extremely loud and exciting.
The single chef sighed angrily.
Noticing that she had stopped moving and frozen in place, the man loosened his grip on her and reached out to help her pull down the mask.
Lin Luosang felt a shadow covering his front, and took two steps back to avoid Pei Hanzhou's rescue.
"No, I can't face them."
“…”
Amid the trainees' booing and cheering, Lin Luosang finished wrapping twenty dumplings, while the chef over there was even faster, and all the trainees' dumplings were almost cooked.
The trainees filled their own dipping sauces in bowls and plates at the side of the stage. Lin Luosang picked up his own creation and was eager to try it out, planning to cook it.
Pei Hanzhou pulled her back and picked out a few: "These ones won't work. They'll fall apart if cooked."
"Then the rest is ok?"
"If you want to eat it, you can."
“…”
Lin Luosang stood there holding the small plate: "I was originally planning to cook it for myself, but now I have changed my mind."
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her silently.
Lin Luosang narrowed his eyes in a malicious manner, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Once a teacher, always a father. To repay your kindness in teaching me how to make dumplings, I have decided to remember where you came from. By then, all these cooked dumplings will appear in your bowl. If you don't eat them, it would be disrespectful to me..."
The man suddenly interrupted and said calmly, "Then call me daddy and let me hear it."
Lin Luosang: "What?"
He said confidently: "Didn't you say you would be a father for life?"
“…”
She choked for a long time, and finally ignored the request of her "lifelong father" and ran to the pot to cook dumplings.
As soon as she threw the dumplings in, Pei Hanzhou followed.
"Stay away, the trainees will be here soon." She pushed him aside.
"I have to watch you," the man said slowly. "If the kitchen exploded at home, it wouldn't be a big deal. But if the practice room caught fire, it would be really troublesome."
She shook the spatula and colander, and even wanted to throw this annoying man into the boiling water.
"When have I ever blown up the kitchen? Don't define me by your imagination," she hummed a brisk tune and improvised a cheering slogan for herself, "Genius Chef Lin Luosang, Dumpling Queen Lin Luosang, Meticulously Crafted Lin Luosang—"
As the fourth sentence was being generated, the man beside him looked at the turtle ball, giraffe, goose, and other realistic artworks tumbling in the pot, narrowed his eyes, and said with his hands raised:
"Murdering my husband, Lin Luosang."
“…???”
She scooped the dumplings from the pot into a bowl, then slowly pushed it in front of him with an elegant and appropriate smile.
"Next, I will show you what it means to truly murder your husband."
Pei Hanzhou opened his lips, but before he could say anything, several trainees suddenly walked over.
Lin Luosang quickly pulled Pei Hanzhou behind him. Originally, it was just a warning to Pei Hanzhou about his allergens and to isolate him in advance, but in the eyes of the trainees, it looked completely different.
A trainee at the back cocked his neck high and said, "Teacher, I've always respected you, but isn't this... a bit exaggerated?"
Lin Luosang put down the hand that was protecting the man, coughed twice and stood up straight.
"No, let me explain—"
"No need to explain," the leading trainee Lu Jin gave her a wink. "Since you two didn't go to the condiment counter, I made some dipping sauce. Enjoy it, teacher."
A trainee at the back covered her mouth and whispered, "Teacher, Lu Jin actually only transferred the master's name at the beginning. Hey, this little girl, she loses her mind when she sees a handsome guy. No matter how I persuade her, she won't listen. I will have a good talk with her tonight."
Immediately afterwards, those watching the excitement began to chime in, clapping their hands and adding fuel to the fire: "The situation is egregious. I suggest you fire him."
"That's right. I suggest running 500 kilometers as punishment."
"Hahahahahaha you guys are too cruel, do you want to kill Lu Jin?"
"Please be understanding, everyone. We've been cooped up here, isolated from the world, for months now. Forget about handsome guys. Last night, I saw a husky on Weibo and thought it was damn handsome."
"Hey, how can a female idol use bad words? Points deducted!"
…
Everyone gathered together and left in a noisy manner.
After ensuring that the trainees were several hundred meters apart, Lin Luosang was finally able to cancel the first-level combat readiness state and move away from Pei Hanzhou.
It’s rare to have such a good atmosphere during the Chinese New Year. It’s true that it becomes lively only when there are more people.
Lin Luosang unpacked his chopsticks and prepared to eat, but he was caught off guard when he heard Lu Jin stand up and yell, "Don't just sit there and eat, Teacher! I've changed something."
“Thank you.” Lin Luosang threw the dumpling in and rolled it around. “I’ll eat it.”
Lu Jin continued to ask: "Where is Master?"
Lin Luosang silently reached out and poured his dish of vinegar condiments into his own condiment bowl.
"He doesn't eat it." Lin Luosang said, "He doesn't like to eat these."
Pei Hanzhou also replied calmly: "Indeed, I'm not jealous."
After politely rejecting Lu Jin's secret thoughts, Lin Luosang saw Lu Jin sitting down, and then he leaned over to ask Pei Hanzhou in a low voice: "Is it true? Is there anyone who eats dumplings without getting jealous?"
He answered ambiguously, "Not tonight."
"How do you say that?"
The man looked at her calmly, his lips curled slightly: "Didn't you finish eating up the jealousy for me?"
“………………”
Come on, you can! !
After eating dumplings and celebrating the New Year, Lin Luosang couldn't just lie at home and take a vacation with a clear conscience. The profession of an artist requires a year-round absence of holidays, so he went out early the next morning to catch up with his schedule.
When they met for the first time in the new year, she gave Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan each a big red envelope.
Yue Hui was not shy. He felt the red envelope and found it was very thin. He thought it was a New Year's prank from Lin Luosang. He opened the bag dissatisfiedly: "Even though we have a good relationship, you can't play tricks on me, right -"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly said "Fuck" loudly.
Xiao Nuan: "What's wrong?"
Yue Hui took out a thin card with trembling hands: "Red envelope for a bank card?"
"Yeah, the cash can't fit in there, and it's too heavy to carry in several red envelopes," Lin Luosang said, supporting his head. "The password is my debut date. If I don't remember it, I won't be able to access it."
Yue Hui was so overwhelmed by her generosity, she simply waved her hand and handed him a bank card, that he was speechless for a long time. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly said, "I, Yue Hui, swear to the heavens, to the earth, and to the roof of UNICAT that from today on, even if I forget my own name, I will never forget Lin Luosang's debut date."
Xiao Nuan said, "If you add in the company's year-end bonus and various commissions, Brother Hui, you can replace your Lamborghini."
"Lamborghini?" Lin Luosang tilted his head. "When did you buy a Lamborghini?"
"Want to take a look?" Yue Hui instructed the driver, "Xiao Zhang, turn right at the next intersection and go to the company garage. I'll take the artist to see my former beloved mount."
Five minutes later, Lin Luosang stood in the garage with a blue electric bike in front of him.
Yue Hui spread his hands and introduced her solemnly: "Xiao Lan, full name Lamborghini, is thirteen years old this year."
Lin Luosang: “…”
She didn't expect someone to have such a ridiculous idea. She said in disbelief, "Is this your Lamborghini?"
"Yes, I named the electric bike Lamborghini," Yue Hui clenched his fists. "You're allowed to have a name, but the electric bike isn't?! We must put an end to this stereotyped thinking!"
Lin Luosang took out the bank card he had given him and patted his shoulder lovingly: "Go buy a real one. You can keep the remaining money and go to the hospital to check your brain or something."
Yue Hui: “…”
In the morning, she was going to conduct interviews with several entertainment companies. As she approached the office building and passed the first floor, she suddenly heard cheers and laughter, so she turned her head to take a look.
"It's recording a program. It seems to be a new live broadcast program on a certain station." Yue Hui remembered, "Oh yes, if I remember correctly, today's guest should be Zhao Xuanya."
Lin Luosang suddenly stopped and looked sideways at him: "Who?"
"Zhao Xuanya, Pei Hanzhou's mother."
Xiao Nuan: "How do you curse?"
"This mother is not that mother. When I said his mother, I didn't actually say his mother. When I didn't say his mother, I actually said his mother. So please calculate which mother is his mother and which mother is not the real mother..."
Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan started to make jokes and tell tongue twisters, but Lin Luosang's mind was wandering and he was completely unable to enter their happy world. He couldn't help but glance into the room.
"Are you curious and want to watch it?" Yue Hui said from the side, "It's okay, we can watch it during the interview break later. There should be a live broadcast screen in the room."
Yue Hui added, "But then again, it seems like Pei Hanzhou and Zhao Xuanya rarely mention each other. Logically speaking, both of them are doing well in their careers. As mother and son, they should pay more attention to each other..."
After the first 20-minute interview, the media left. There was still a quarter of an hour before the next media arrived. Lin Luosang had planned to use his free time to make music, but at this moment he turned on the TV in front of him and tuned to the channel where Zhao Xuanya was broadcasting live.
It was a live interview on Finance TV. It was almost coming to an end when the host summarized Zhao Xuanya's path to business success. Then he said, "We have a little game planned. Would Xuanya like to participate?"
Although it was said to be a temporary event, the game must have been notified and gone through the process, so Zhao Xuanya smiled at the camera and said, "Sure."
The host read out the script slowly and unhurriedly: "The game is, please find a random number in your address book and, through indirect or suggestive methods, see if the other party is willing to transfer a portion of their equity to you. Of course, this is just a game, just agree, it won't count."
"These satellite TV stations are always running these stupid games," Yue Hui complained while eating melon seeds. "What else have I seen before? They call their friends of the opposite sex late at night and ask if they'd be willing to provide a bone marrow transplant for their loved one."
Xiao Nuan said, "The more bizarre the game, the more people will watch it. The TV station is not stupid."
Lin Luosang rubbed the back of his neck and stared at the screen in front of him.
Zhao Xuanya clicked on the address book, but before she had time to look through it, a ringtone suddenly echoed in the hall. Someone was calling.
Zhao Xuanya didn't expect this, but she still smiled at the camera and said, "She's my son's secretary."
The host immediately felt there was something to dig up, and asked, "Pei Hanzhou?"
"Yes."
"It seems like I rarely hear you talk about your son. He is so outstanding. As a mother, you must always want to show off," said the host.
Zhao Xuanya smiled and avoided the main point: "He is too busy and relatively low-key, so he rarely mentions it."
The host suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Why don't you take this opportunity to connect with your son and talk to him today?"
Zhao Xuanya's expression was a little stiff, as if she didn't expect the host to come up with such a suggestion at the last minute, but refusing would make her seem guilty and easily lead to gossip. As proud and perfect as she was, she would not allow such a thing to happen.
Besides, she knew that Pei Hanzhou was a generous person, and she would not be refused if she asked him for something.
Seeing Zhou Liang calling on his own initiative, Zhao Xuanya recalled the rumors she had heard a while ago. She had a glimmer of hope that perhaps her son had finally seen through his wife's money-making nature and was calling to make peace.
After all, she once said that time will prove everyone's right and wrong.
So she answered the phone: "Hello?"
Zhou Liang's voice was businesslike: "Boss Pei asked if you are free tomorrow afternoon. He has something to discuss with you."
"Fuck, there's a story here," Yue Hui said as he watched the broadcast and immediately realized something was wrong. "This secretary didn't even use honorifics when talking to Pei Hanzhou's mother? Holy shit, what's going on? This secretary is very polite and always uses honorifics when talking to me!"
Xiao Nuan said, "It works even when you're talking to me."
Zhao Xuanya on the screen coughed, drowning out the whispers in the audience, and then said, "You want to apologize to me? Not tomorrow, but now. Transfer the call to him and let everyone hear about his mistakes."
Zhou Liang hesitated for a while: "Uh..."
Zhao Xuanya hated to see people hesitating and not following orders, so she immediately said, "No need to say anything, just give him a call."
Zhou Liang hesitated for a second and quickly said, "Okay, I'll give it to the president."
"Um."
There was silence for a few seconds, and soon, a man answered the call.
Zhao Xuanya knew that he didn't like to talk, so she spoke first: "What's the matter?"
The man said, "Are you sure you want to listen now?"
"Wait!" Zhao Xuanya's heart suddenly began beating for no reason. She felt a little guilty, but she couldn't take back what she had just said. So she said, "Let me say mine first. You can talk after I finish."
Pei Hanzhou didn't respond, which was considered as his agreement.
Zhao Xuanya still remembered her upcoming program recording task, and since the host was lip-syncing, she asked, "Zhaozhou...doesn't it have a subsidiary, Yuhua Technology?"
Pei Hanzhou's attitude was not very good: "I'm very busy and don't have time to answer questions like this that can be answered by searching."
"Okay—" Zhao Xuanya was also a little impatient. She just wanted to complete this program task and quickly put it aside. She said directly, "I know you have it. It's a very high-quality listed company. It made hundreds of millions in profit last year. It has a bright future and its stock is also stable."
Pei Hanzhou was a very smart man. When he heard what Zhao Xuanya said, he immediately understood what she meant.
"You want it?"
The host finally realized that this development was different from what he had expected: "Mom, I miss you, I love you, even though we're not in touch, I'm willing to give everything for you." His hand holding the script trembled slightly, and his face looked a little embarrassed.
Zhao Xuanya frowned and struggled to find her original purpose: "I don't want it, it's..."
There was no further talk here, and Pei Hanzhou didn't know how to describe it. He heard her hesitating and understood her current intention. He said, "That's perfect. I'll give it to you."
The turning point came suddenly, the host's gray eyes lit up instantly, the audience in the audience sat up straight, and Zhao Xuanya breathed a sigh of relief.
The host clapped silently, looking at Zhao Xuanya with a look of approval: "Everyone else wants equity, but this is great, just give it to a company!" It seems that the son still loves his mother, he just can't express it well, but his heart is full of mother!
It's so touching, so touching. This kind of contrast can be immediately used as a news headline, and the benefits it produces will definitely be extraordinary... What a far-sighted and wise move!
Just as the audience began to perk up, waiting for the host to say that this was just a recorded game, Pei Hanzhou's voice came again mercilessly, spreading through the speakers to every corner of the live broadcast room -
"You and Pei Lou each have a company. I didn't use your money when I started my business. These two companies are paying back your child support a thousand times over."
"From today on, we will sever our parent-child relationship. I will start the procedures for moving out of my household registration and will notify you."
…
…………
………………
The venue was completely silent, the host was so shocked that he turned into a jpg, and the operation desk responsible for the live broadcast was completely bewildered. The director began to gesture frantically to signal for the live broadcast to be paused, but the people at the broadcast desk responded even more exaggeratedly that it had already been broadcast and there was no point in freezing it, and there was nothing to play next after it was frozen.
Everyone's skull exploded after hearing this, but the call was not hung up. So they stared with wide eyes and expressed their shock in silence, while pinching their thighs tightly to prevent themselves from speaking.
The person involved, Zhao Xuanya, stood there in a daze for a long time without reacting.
She thought she would be greeted with an apology, but she didn't expect such a steady and ruthless severance of ties.
The room was filled with silence.
Yue Hui was so frightened that he knocked over the plate of melon seeds. Although he was usually talkative, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak and just stared at the screen in a daze.
Xiao Nuan didn't even bother to look at her phone, her mouth was open.
In the atmosphere where time seemed to stand still, Pei Hanzhou spoke again.
"If nothing else, I'm hanging up."
After saying that, the man simply hung up the phone, as if what he had just said was not a discussion at all, but a notification.
The affirmative tone also showed that he was not joking with anyone and every word he said was sincere and true.
After a few "beep" sounds, the studio, which should have been boiling with noise, was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was petrified on the spot and couldn't say a word.
Zhao Xuanya still kept holding up her phone without even blinking.
It was as if this could deceive herself and think that time had really stopped for her, and as long as she didn't move, the absurd things that followed would not happen again.
The host chuckled and tried to smooth things over: "Pei... Han Zhou is quite humorous. Did you tell him about the phone call in advance? That's why he wanted to play such a naughty trick on us?"
Unfortunately, the more she tried to smooth things over, the more suffocating the situation became. Zhao Xuanya's assistant stepped forward to interrupt the recording, put a coat on Zhao Xuanya, blocked her face, and took her out of the live broadcast room.
The host had no choice but to stand up, laughing dryly and making up stories: "It must be the son who called. We won't interrupt the mother and son's conversation. Anyway, it's quite interesting... Haha, that's it for today. Don't take the second half of the show seriously."
…………
The screen cuts off, leaving it completely black.
Yue Hui finally couldn't help laughing: "Haha ..."
"There's nothing else to say except that. Clarifying is wrong, agreeing is also wrong. In short, no matter what I say, it's the same awkward situation..." Xiao Nuan said, "Blame the director's arrangement of the program, blame the host for having to bring it up, blame—"
Lin Luosang said, "Everyone is right. The one who should be blamed the most is Zhao Xuanya."
Yue Hui snapped his fingers. "Yeah, that's right. I don't know what happened, but the relationship between the two of them was already very distant. Pei Hanzhou is so kind to everyone around him, so logically he should be even better to his family. Zhao Xuanya must have done something stupid."
"Look at Zhao Xuanya's expression at the time. She didn't seem particularly surprised. Perhaps she had guessed this outcome. Otherwise, she would have definitely asked Pei Hanzhou why he said that. Not asking would have meant she felt guilty and was afraid that Pei Hanzhou would actually say it and affect her image."
"But to be honest, I often forget that she is a mother," Xiao Nuan said. "She doesn't seem to have that motherly love in her eyes."
"This kind of person only loves themselves, a sophisticated egoist who would even sell out his own son at a critical moment. Without compassion, they're nothing. Beauty and reputation are the most important things." Yue Hui sighed, "But after tens of millions of viewers watched the live broadcast, I guess reputation is fucking gone..."
"Not to mention, it's sure to spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Hahahahahahahaha, it's hilarious just thinking about it. Pei Hanzhou really knows how to pick the right time. It's metaphysical."
Xiao Nuan asked: "This level will definitely make it to the trending search list, right?"
"It won't make it. How could Zhao Xuanya, who values her reputation so much, allow something like that to go viral?" Yue Hui waved his hand. "Even though it won't make it, it'll definitely be very popular. It's like gossip about celebrities—everyone knows it, but it won't make it to the trending searches."
Yue Hui guessed right. Not long after, the topic of this incident became a real-time hot search, but it was suppressed by Zhao Xuanya's public relations. Although the public relations kept the hot search position, it failed to keep the enthusiasm of netizens.
The relevant Weibo posts are highly discussed. Even if there are no hot search topics, everyone has started discussions with each other using secret codes.
When I first read Pei Hanzhou's resume, I found it quite strange. He left home at sixteen and rarely communicated with his family after that. Friends who've worked with him say that while he can be a bit cold, he's very principled and doesn't lose his temper for no reason. So, I'm on his side this time. I think he's really just cut off ties because he can't stand it anymore.
[True news. A nurse friend who used to work at the hospital told me this. When Pei Hanzhou was six years old, he had a high fever that lasted for a week. His parents didn't spend a single day by his bedside. Ms. Zhao Xuanya even... released her own perfume during that time, and the whole country celebrated.]
[Nest?? Is this still a person? ? ?]
As a parent, I can't stand this kind of thing. Even my son's sneeze worries me, not to mention my daughter's falls. I'm completely overwhelmed by the little things happening to my kids. And Zhao Xuanya had a fever, but she didn't stay with me and even gave me perfume. Absolutely not a human being!
[15551 Looking at what you guys posted, I suddenly feel sorry for Pei Hanzhou. What kind of life is he living? Being forced to grow up just to leave his family of origin early, the pain is too great.]
[There's no need to feel sorry for Pei Hanzhou, just look at his wife :)]
…
Even so, although Zhao Xuanya did not become a hot topic, she was criticized and complained about everywhere on Weibo, forums, and Tieba. Some insiders even posted many explosive posts, revealing many of her extraordinary deeds.
The stock of her most proud company, V&A, once hit the daily limit, causing irreparable damage to her career. People even started a topic to boycott her, and posted videos of themselves throwing away all the V&A items in their homes.
In contrast, the stock market in Zhou has been rising all the way.
How should I put it...it's very, very satisfying.
Even Lin Luosang's steps were much lighter when he rushed to the training room to teach everyone.
The class lasted until around six in the afternoon. Lin Luosang was finishing up when he suddenly noticed that the students were all getting restless. He guessed it was the end-of-get out of class syndrome, so he pressed his palms and said, "get out of class is almost over. Don't get too excited. Just be quiet and wait for me to finish the last part of the wave course."
As I was talking, I realized something was wrong. Everyone's eyes became familiar and they all looked towards the classroom door, as if someone was standing there.
So Lin Luosang finally realized it and turned around, and saw a man in a white turtleneck sweater at the door.
He just stood quietly at the door, his eyes deep.
During the few seconds when she turned her head to look, the students were all excited and admired Pei Hanzhou more blatantly. So when Lin Luosang regained her composure in time and looked at them, she found that Lu Jin's neck was still the one stretched the longest.
If there weren't so many people in front of her, she even suspected that Lu Jin would rush to Pei Hanzhou.
"Lu Jin, Lu Jin?"
Lin Luosang called out twice in succession before Lu Jin pulled himself out of the world of beauty. His eyes swam for a long time before finding their focus, and he looked down at his toes guiltily.
Lin Luosang: "Does it look good?"
Lu Jin subconsciously shook his head frantically: "It doesn't look good, it doesn't look good."
After thinking about it, I realized that this was questioning the teacher's aesthetic taste, so I quickly changed my words: "It looks good, it looks good."
After saying it looked good, he felt that this answer was not right, and he began to back away and shook his head: "It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking."
After a few seconds of thinking, he finally found the correct answer.
"It's beautiful, but I don't deserve to see it."
Everyone around was laughing like crazy.
"I'm so annoyed. Does it look good or not? Hahahaha."
"Really, Lu Jin? Could you please tell me specifically what you think is wrong?"
"That's fine, Xiaojin. It's important for people to know themselves."
Because Pei Hanzhou had greeted the production team beforehand, the cameras didn't capture him, and netizens watching the live broadcast were also puzzled:
【What are you looking at? Let me see, let me see!!】
What good thing makes female idols lose their minds? I started to wonder.
Maybe it's dessert.
[I guess Pei Hanzhou, President Pei is here to pick up his wife from get off work.]
[Excellent idea, hahahaha, it really could be Pei Hanzhou.]
Is this what these days' development shows are like? They trick dogs into coming in and killing them? I just wanted to watch a development variety show, but I have to eat dog food. Damn it, get out of here.
There was a heated discussion in the live broadcast room, but unfortunately the mysterious figure never showed up.
After class, Lin Luosang left with Pei Hanzhou.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "There are no dumplings today."
Pei Hanzhou: "I'll pick you up for dinner."
"Then why not just send me the address and let me go there myself? That'll save you the trouble of running back and forth."
The man lowered his eyes and said, "It's not a bother. Isn't it my job to pick you up from get off work?"
After thinking about it, she felt that it was true. She couldn't blindly classify herself and him as the old married couple who were in love with each other. If she had to choose a model, it should be...
In love?
She coughed lightly twice, dismissing her strange thoughts, and changed the subject, saying, "I saw your mom's live broadcast a while ago. It was so satisfying."
"I didn't know she was live streaming at the time," Pei Hanzhou said, "but it's good that it's publicized. She won't bother us anymore."
She nodded, feeling that Pei Hanzhou had really let go of a lot. Everything he had done recently was to break free from the shackles brought by the shadow of the past.
Lin Luosang tugged at his seatbelt and tilted his head. "And it seems like after overcoming some of your psychological barriers, you're not so averse to girls anymore? I've noticed you haven't shown any obvious discomfort when you've seen the trainees these past few times."
He can already take the initiative to move into his comfort zone, which is a very good start. As long as he can keep it up, the day when a man can watch her concert live will be just around the corner.
"It's definitely better than before," the man said.
In the past, seeing a large group of people of the opposite sex from a distance would make him uncomfortable, and breathing with them would give him a headache.
Having said that, he slowed down the car again, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Are you testing me?"
Lin Luosang:?
She didn't understand: "What am I testing you for?"
"Testing if I'm looking at anyone else."
The man looked straight ahead and said calmly, "Don't worry, no matter if I can look at others or not, I will only look at you."
…
After arriving at the destination and sitting at the dinner table, Lin Luosang realized that there were many people having dinner together today.
It turned out that today was Fu Xiu's birthday, so Sheng Qianye and Ji Ning were there, as were Ji Shiyan and Luo Xun.
Interpersonal communication is really a circle. People who seem to have nothing in common can establish connections through a few friends.
After eating and drinking, someone suggested going hiking. Fortunately, there were not many people at the foot of the mountain today. A few people walked in front, and Lin Luosang and Pei Hanzhou followed at a distance.
It was already early morning when we went up the mountain, and we would see the sunrise after waiting for a while.
Lin Luosang repeated the route he had taken not long ago, leaning on the man's shoulder and dozing off. At a certain moment when he was half asleep and half awake, he woke him up to watch the sunrise.
It's just that the two were still discussing divorce at that time, but now they have laid it out clearly.
Every sunrise is equally beautiful. The ever-changing nature also has its own laws of operation, shedding its light day after day.
When I was going down the mountain, I met the old man again.
Everyone went to draw lots in great enthusiasm, and Lin Luosang actually drew the secret lot again. Suddenly, certain moments overlapped miraculously, making people feel like they were in a dimension where dreams and reality overlapped.
She started writing again, writing the same content as last time. Pei Hanzhou also finished writing and put the signature in her palm.
A group of people nearby were chattering loudly.
Sheng Qianye: "Who wrote this? Who likes me?"
Luo Xun: "What? Why are all yours so romantic? Am I the only one who wrote dirty words?"
Fu Xiu: "Only you."
Ji Ning: "I think we've played something similar before?"
Ji Shiyan replied, "Yeah."
…
Lin Luosang just stood there and watched everyone chatting about all sorts of things. He happily watched for a long time before he remembered that he hadn't read the cards in his hand yet. But he guessed that the man couldn't write anything else, so he still opened his cards amid the noise and planned to browse through them casually.
Pei Hanzhou's calligraphy is powerful and forceful, penetrating the wooden plaque.
He said:
I wrote a cryptic poem here.
She was startled, the blood rushed back up, and she looked up at him blankly.
The morning light shone brightly, and Pei Hanzhou stood there, backlit, looking down at her. His expression was unclear, but his gaze was burning. In a trance, it seemed as if a glance lasted for a thousand years.
How lucky I am.
The crowd was so huge that it was inevitable that they would get separated for a while as they were wandering around.
But fortunately, they can still come back here and walk towards dawn together.
She didn't expect that what she thought was amorous feelings was actually a hidden poem written by a man. In addition to feeling that this man was indeed a reserved person, she also felt that the occasional romance of a straight man was indeed very deadly.
Although she was moved, she had to continue her journey. The next day she
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