Chapter 142: My Plan Is Like This (For the Alliance Leader, "Please Go to the Second Floor" Plus Update)
The afternoon tea in Yangcheng is always not enough, just like the endless parents during the banquet.
Shu Lan asked Xin Qing several times, is the glutinous rice chicken delicious, how long will you come back to play this time, and other topics, but the glutinous rice chicken that was taken to the capital is still in the refrigerator of the apartment and has not been opened, and it seems that Lin and Xin have forgotten it.
However, in order not to make Shu Lan sad, Xin Qing nodded again and again, saying that Shu Lan's glutinous rice chicken was the best in the world.
The mother could naturally see that this was her daughter's perfunctory, and Xin Qing also saw the loss in Shu Lan's eyes, and the little foot under the table kicked Lin Dingqiang and motioned for him to help.
Lin Dingqiang saw that his calves were about to be kicked and swollen, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Auntie, the glutinous rice chicken you made has a special taste." β
Shu Lan smiled and asked, "Xiaolin, tell me." β
"It's the smell of home!" Lin Ding said bluntly, "I can't buy it anywhere else!"
"You kid!" Although Shu Lan knew that this was Lin Dingqiang's flattery, the smile on her face still couldn't be hidden, "Auntie will do it for you next time!"
"Okay!"
Seeing that the matter of glutinous rice chicken had been resolved, Xin Qing's brows stretched slightly, and the little feet that kicked people were also retracted.
Xin Wenhua and Zhao Ming drank some wine in the afternoon, and the two of them with crimson cheeks talked about everything, always comparing who was higher and who was lower.
And Huo Jinwei sat on the side, sipping the tea.
She had already contacted Chen Yixun's agent, and would arrange for Lin and Xin to meet with Chen later, and quietly told Xin Qing the news.
At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Ming received a phone call, saying that someone came to buy words, which ended this happy time.
Before a few people walked to the door of the hotel, they heard the shouts of fans from afar, and then saw Chen Yixun, who was wearing a black super and a mask, walking into the lobby under the escort of bodyguards and assistants.
"Heh!" Zhao Ming, as a literati, inevitably wanted to say a few sour words when he saw this kind of scene, "Now these young people are really idle and have nothing to do! Isn't it good to go home to read books and write? Chasing stars have all come to the hotel!"
Xin Wenhua was very open-minded, "Lao Zhao! Think about the corners on the stage, isn't it the same everywhere? The times are advancing, and your thinking should also be progressing!"
"Yes, you, just help these young people speak!" Zhao Ming said unintentionally, "Then you will help me take a look later?"
"Okay! no problem!" Xin Wenhua readily agreed, and then asked, "Xiaolin, are you with Qingqing?"
Xin Qing already knew that she was going to see Chen Yixun later, so she naturally didn't want to go to the studio.
Just when she was embarrassed, Shu Lan understood her daughter's thoughts, "Lao Xin, the two children have their own arrangements. Don't worry about it here. β
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhao Ming seemed to have seized the right to speak back, "I just said that my thinking should be improved, why do you want to tie the children to your side as soon as it comes to you?"
Zhao Ming and Xin Wenhua have been bickering all their lives, but the two brothers have not been angry with each other.
"Okay, then you can play by yourself. Xin Wenhua waved his hand, "Let's go first! Remember to go home for dinner in the evening!"
But Xin Wenhua and Zhao Ming hadn't moved their steps yet, and Shu Lan remembered at this time, "Eh, both of you have drunk!"
Huo Jinwei said at this time: "Teacher Xin, Teacher Zhao, Aunt Shu, I'll send someone to send you back." β
"That's not going to work. Shu Lan refused: "I'll trouble you when I come, and I heard Qingqing say that even the two of them came back on your plane." Xiaowei, you help again, Auntie, I'......"
Huo Jinwei said generously: "It's okay, Aunt Shu." β
"Let's find a substitute driver to drive Mr. Zhao's car. Lin Dingqiang proposed.
When Zhao Ming heard this, his face turned embarrassed. And Xin Qing said in her ear after hearing Lin Dingqiang's words: "Teacher Zhao has two habits. First, I don't give away the books I have read. The second is that you don't let strangers drive your car. β
Lin Dingqiang knew that these artists had more or less their own habits, but it was the first time Zhao Ming had heard of these two habits, "This ......."
"Miss Huo, forget it. Zhao Ming said euphemistically: "We three old guys just take a taxi." β
"It's too hard to get a taxi at this point now. β
Xin Qing saw that a few people hadn't paid attention for a long time, and sighed, "I'd better open it!"
Zhao Mingmei smiled and said, "Then thank you Qingqing!"
Xin Qing thought that she would have the opportunity to ask for an autograph, but she still said sensibly: "I also want to thank Uncle Zhao for his words!"
Lin Dingqiang deliberately asked, "Then I'll wait for you here?"
Xin Qing and Xin Wenhua walked towards the parking lot, and while wincing, they said, "Okay!"
After the four of them left, Huo Jinwei said with emotion: "There are not many sensible girls like Miss Xin now. β
"Yes!" Lin Dingqiang sighed.
"By the way, introduce her as your fiancΓ©e at the Jockey Club. Huo Jinwei asked, "Then you are engaged?"
Lin Dingqiang replied truthfully: "No! I thought about giving her a special marriage proposal first. β
Although Huo Jinwei had a short and failed marriage, she was still full of desire for love, and said like a confidante: "Then do you want to ......?"
Lin Dingqiang turned his head to look at Huo Jinwei's eyes, and after the two looked at each other, they seemed to have guessed each other's thoughts.
"You mean at a concert?"
Huo Jinwei laughed, "Isn't it special enough?"
"Will it work?"
"Let's go, I'll take you up!" Huo Jinwei beckoned, "It's up to Eason to say then!"
The two entered the elevator, and after coming to the floor of Chen Yixun's bag, Huo Jinwei took Lin Dingqiang to stand at the door of the suite, and waited quietly after pressing the doorbell.
After about five minutes, the assistant opened the door. Seeing that it was Huo Jinwei, she greeted politely, "Miss Huo." β
"Is Eason resting?" asked Huo Jinwei.
"Nope. β
Huo Jinwei said with a smile: "I'll discuss something with him." β
At this time, Chen Yixun came to the door, "Miss Huo, hello." β
"Eason, are you used to living there?"
"It was comfortable. β
"This is my friend, and he wants to ask you to do a little favor at the concert. Huo Jinwei said straight to the point.
Chen Yixun nodded, "Let's talk about it first!"
After the two entered the suite, Lin Dingqiang clarified what he wanted to do, which also made Chen Yixun finally find a different feeling after two concerts in a row.
He asked curiously, "Mr. Lin, are you going to go on stage to confess?" I think it can be arranged in the interlude part of the song for you to go on stage. When the time comes, you choose a song first, and we will rehearse and rehearse. β
Lin Dingqiang thought for a while and felt that it was not his style to confess on stage. And even if Chen Yixun gave himself the ticket in the front row, he still had a distance from Xin Qing when he confessed, and such a confession seemed to be a little bit meaningless.
"Mr. Chen, my plan is like this. Lin Ding Qiangzai carefully told Chen Yixun about his plan.
After a long time, Huo Jinwei and Chen Yixun's eyes widened, and they asked in unison, "Can this work?"
Lin Dingqiang said confidently: "Mr. Chen, you can rest assured. I would never do something I wasn't sure about!"