Chapter 47: Do You Want to Hug My Son?
"Sister, let's drink saliva first. The sun is too fierce today. I'm going to urge the director and let him turn on the camera as much as possible! If this continues, everyone will faint!"
Tu Jiaya took the water cup sent by her sister Tu Jiaqing, shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm fine." It's you, you've been busy since the morning, so you need to have a good rest. ”
Tu Jiaqing immediately shook her head, "Sister, I'm not tired at all! You are a big star now, a big singer, if I don't pay attention to it, what should I do if people take advantage of me? Don't worry! I'll go talk about the director! I'll be here soon!"
"Huh...... This kid. ”
Looking at Tu Jiaqing, who was running away energetically, Tu Jiaya shook her head. After taking a sip of water, she looked intently at the script in her hand.
It's like you're completely integrated into your own world.
Even in these four weeks, it has long been flooded, full of onlookers, and paparazzi who are following the report.
Click, click, click.
Slight shutter sound. But for musicians who are good at catching sound sources, they can already hear it clearly. Tu Jiaya frowned.
Found a woman...... It should have been secretly walked to the nanny's car, secretly photographed, with a certificate around his neck, probably a reporter.
"Miss!
A bodyguard immediately stepped forward at this time and said in a deep voice to the female reporter who was secretly filming: "Delete what you just photographed, and then leave here immediately!"
The female reporter raised her nose and smiled: "What if I don't leave, old lady?"
"Miss, please be polite. ”
"Etiquette...... Your mother!"
Why are women so strong now? The bodyguard felt very depressed, as the saying goes, good men don't fight women...... Especially this kind of shrew-like woman-like woman. Well, although she looks pretty good, her personality is a bit crippled.
"Miss, please be polite!, and please leave!" the bodyguard said in a deep voice again.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Tu Jiaya said softly: "Let her come over, this is my good friend, it's okay." ”
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, but saw the woman with the camera push herself away with a smile and walked to the door of the nanny's car. Tu Jiaya shook her head at this time and said, "KingKong, it's okay here, I'll talk to my friend." ”
KingKong had no choice but to nod and return to the position where he was standing guard.
"The big star is really different, this bodyguard is old and strong enough. The female reporter said, and then looked at Tu Jiaya and said, "Tsk, this figure is also good, shouldn't it be overdone?"
Tu Jiaya said angrily: "Miss Ren Ziling, can't you be serious?" I haven't seen you for several years...... It's still the same!"
Ren Ziling laughed and stepped into the nanny's car, looked at the environment and said, "How is it, you should have had a good life in the past few years, and you have won several music awards in a row." Now you're definitely one of the most popular female singers in the South!"
Tu Jiaya shook her head and said: "There is nothing good or bad, there are many people who are popular." ”
"What's wrong?" Ren Ziling asked curiously.
Tu Jiaya said: "It's all trivial, nothing." But you, are you still working as a journalist? How are you doing? At that time, I was working outside, and I heard that your husband ......."
Ren Ziling stretched her waist and said, "I, I don't want anything now." I just want to work hard and raise my son well. ”
"Son!" Tu Jiaya's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly grabbed Ren Ziling's palm and said: "What did we say when we were studying? Good sisters for life? You actually have a child and don't tell sù I know! Tell me quickly, what does my nephew look like? Cute? You are really, you don't have a son!"
Ren Ziling suddenly turned her eyes and said, "Niu, do you really want to see your 'big' nephew?"
"This is not nonsense?"
"But will you go away?" Ren Ziling squinted and said, "If you can go away, I may be able to let you see you right away!
Tu Jiaya hesitated for a while, "If it's for a while, there should be no problem, the filming hasn't officially started yet." ”
"Okay, I'll let him come right away...... Let you hug!"
"What? purple ......"
saw Ren Ziling jump out of the nanny car all of a sudden, and walked directly to the side to make a call. Tu Jiaya was stunned for a moment, thinking that this good sister should not come to work with her children, right?
......
"Hey, son!"
“......”
"Hey, Luoqiu?"
"Something?"
"Where are you now?"
Luo Qiu, who was still looking for information about the Gospel of Judas on his stool, thought about it for a moment when he heard this question.
Normally, he should be in school right now - he is in school at the moment.
Of course, if you answer at this time that you are at home or no longer at school, you will be verbosed by Ren Ziling, who is flooded with maternal love.
"School. ”
"That's right, I happen to be there! You come to me, I'm here now...... This way!"
"Don't go. ”
"Wait, don't you wonder why I'm at your school?"
"Not curious......
The newspaper where Ren Ziling is located is actually dedicated to publishing gossip news - why did she come here just now I heard the two girls who walked by mention things about big stars, Luo Qiu had already thought of a rough idea.
"Okay, I'll come over then, where are you?"
"Wait...... I'll come here. ”
......
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Strictly speaking, Black Soul 9 should also be considered an old ghost. As for Taiyinzi...... Needless to say, it's a five-hundred-year-old ghost.
So what can two old ghosts do in a university library that is almost all young people?
Boss Luo said that if he wanted to give Taiyinzi a cramming education, then the only thing he could naturally do was to study.
"What!!! The hateful Tartar actually dares to beat my Ming Dynasty?!!"
"This one called Wu Sangui deserves a thousand cuts!!"
"The Qing Dynasty has been destroyed well!!"
"These damn Fanbang barbarians dare to invade the land of our Shenzhou!!!
What I looked at was a brief history of ancient and modern times. Taiyinzi made a big move while reading the reader, dancing with his hands, blowing his beard and glaring at his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that he is now a black soul messenger, no one can see the soul or the ghost, I am afraid that he would have been driven out with a broom long ago.
Black Soul 9 has learned some modern common words during this time, and he thinks that one of them can be used to describe Taiyinzi's situation at this time.
retarded......
Black Soul 9 shook his head, if it weren't for the club's master's order, he wouldn't have thought of teaching novice Black Soul.
He just sat quietly on the sidelines, silently looking at the young man in this library.
Maybe you can also find a suitable owner here.
**Hidden in the heart, but if you look closely, you will usually find some.
People are most laissez-faire when they are alone, and they will reveal their true nature when they feel that no one is paying attention. The Black Soul Emissary can switch back and forth between manifestation and concealment, making it easy to observe the unknown side of humanity.
Black Soul 9 frowned at this time, and right now a young woman walked up, seemingly looking for an empty seat.
He has been a black soul messenger for a long time, and his ability is naturally not comparable to that of a newcomer like Taiyinzi - this woman has a very pure soul and can provide high-quality trading gold.
Just as Black Soul 9 was about to take a closer look at the woman, some images suddenly flashed through his consciousness.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, someone is staring in the drizzle, as if calling for something.
The picture is hazy, but there is a sense of sadness and heartbreak germinating in the thoughts of Black Soul 9.
Black Soul 9 tried to see what the figure looked like in the haze, until the woman who was going to seduce him as the owner of the gold walked past Black Soul 9.
The woman's appearance instantly overlapped with the vague figure in her consciousness.
Black Soul No. 9 lost his mind and muttered: "Lan Fang......"
He called out a name that seemed unfamiliar, but familiar, and looked at the woman who seemed to be puzzled by something, and stopped.
......
Zhang Xuanrui hesitated.
It seems that someone has heard someone shouting the name 'Lan Fang'...... It's her grandmother's name.
But in front of me, it's just an empty table, and there's no one.
"Strange...... Was this place empty before?"
She shook her head, and since there was a vacancy, she simply sat down.
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