Ming Yan sat down after Wang Tianxiu and Fang Yaxian sat down, looking at the few dishes on the table, Ming Yan really didn't expect that Fang Yaxian, who usually looks like a strong woman, would be so good at cooking.

Wang Tianxiu took out a bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and then handed the bottle to Ming Yan: "I want to drink it and pour it myself." ”

Ming Yan took the wine bottle, took a look, poured himself wine, took a sip, it was very light, not as strong as Chinese liquor, and it was very suitable for women to drink.

Wang Tianxiu asked Fang Yaxian some questions about the company while eating, but Ming Yan didn't interject and ate quietly.

"Your company's performance has been okay lately. ”

"Well, it's okay, I recently took over the outsourcing work of the TV station, and there are a few singers who will come over to the recording studio recently. Fang Yaxian's voice was very soft, and he didn't speak quickly.

"The whole entertainment industry has been in turmoil recently, and you can get a little bit out of it. ”

Fang Yaxian nodded: "Well, I know." ”

Ming Yan listened to their conversation, and roughly understood, that is, the Korean entertainment industry has been reshuffled recently, Wang Tianxiu wants Fang Yaxian to take advantage of the entertainment industry to shuffle and make a comparison, I have to say, it is really bold enough.

In other words, they actually told this matter in front of Ming Yan, they were really not afraid of going out and saying anything?

The meal continued to eat, and Wang Tianxiu and Fang Yaxian's eyes turned to Ming Yan again, Ming Yan, who was gnawing on the chicken legs, looked at the sight of the two of them, swallowed the chicken legs in his mouth, looked at them, a little embarrassed, and a little overwhelmed, Ming Yan had to think to himself, "I... What's the matter? Or maybe I'm not supposed to eat that chicken leg. "I looked at the chicken leg in the bowl again, he had already gnawed it, could it be... Want to return it?

Wang Tianxiu saw his embarrassed appearance, didn't say anything, his eyes returned to Fang Yaxian, Ming Yan watched the two of them talk again, thought about it, and continued to eat the chicken legs in the bowl.

After eating, it was still in the same position as just now, and there was still one person in the kitchen, still the two cups of tea, and the two people still swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"If you were given a chance to choose again, would you still choose music?" Wang Tianxiu looked at him.

Ming Yan's hand flicked the ashes of the cigarette, and he really didn't think about it, why would he be a worker if he didn't go to a concert? Be a worker, be a civil servant, or ...... What about the others?

Ming Yan shook his head: "I didn't think that if I really didn't study music, maybe I would...... Get a job and mix it up until you retire. ”

Wang Tianxiu snuffed out the cigarette butt: "Then do you regret learning music?"

"Never. Ming Yan said affirmatively: "Even if music has never brought a rich and expensive life, I just like it, and I am willing to pay a lot for music." ”

Wang Tianxiu nodded, "It seems that you really like music, it's good." ”

It's good again, Wang Tianxiu has already said a lot of this word, won't he have other words to describe it well?

Fang Yaxian walked out of the kitchen, at this time, her sleeves were rolled up to the crook of her arm, she wiped her hand with paper, she had just finished washing the dishes, and Wei Mingyan looked at her like this, and there was no shadow of a strong woman in the daytime.

After sitting at Wang Tianxiu's house for a while, Ming Yan and Fang Yaxian were about to leave, and walked out of Wang Tianxiu's house, Ming Yan glanced back at Wang Tianxiu, he smiled at himself meaningfully, Ming Yan didn't understand.

The car roared by, Ming Yan opened the window, the wind outside blew in, it was already Seoul in November, the temperature was very low, Ming Yan because he drank a little wine before, his face began to get hot, although he didn't drink much, but Ming Yan was a wine slag.

The cool breeze blew on Ming Yan's face, Ming Yan exhaled comfortably, leaned on the car window and looked at the street scene, I don't know why, when he was at Wang Tianxiu's house before, when he asked if he had a girlfriend, he suddenly thought of Li Zhien in his mind at that moment, and he felt incredible at that time.

"Ahem. Fang Yaxian coughed.

Ming Yan turned her head to look at her, she tightened her clothes, and Ming Yan instantly understood, "I'm sorry, I'll close it." Ming Yan closed the window.

The car came to the community where Ming Yan lived, Ming Yan got out of the car and said to Fang Yaxian in the car: "Slow down on the road, good night." ”

Fang Yaxian looked at him and nodded: "Good night." ”

......

Ming Yan opened the door, sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it.

Glanced at the balcony, the clothes I washed yesterday were dry, and I hadn't collected them, I got up and walked to the balcony, and began to put away the clothes, after collecting the clothes, Ming Yan saw the lights in the room on the balcony next door, and then looked at the empty drying rack opposite, Ming Yan walked into the house.

After putting the clothes away, Ming Yan took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

In WeChat, Wang Dawei took Ming Yan when he was eating at Mingyan, but Ming Yan didn't see it, and he only gave him back now.

I have a mint: "What's wrong?"

I'm really handsome: "Why did you go?" ”

I have a mint: "I was eating just now, I didn't see it." ”

I'm really handsome: "I'm going to South Korea soon, don't forget to pick me up at the airport when the time comes." ”

Myung-yan looked at the information that he was coming to South Korea and smiled.

I had a mint: "Okay. ”

I'm really handsome: "When the time comes, I'll take you to a concert." ”

I have a mint: "Whose concert?"

I'm really handsome: "Of course it's a fan." ”

Mingyan has heard this name, and it seems to be a combination.

I have a mint: "You like idols too?"

I'm really handsome: "Hey, hey, a little, a little." ”

Ming Yan knew for the first time today that Wang Dawei liked Korean female idols, and the two chatted casually for a while, and Wang Dawei had some work matters, so he said goodbye.

Ming Yan looked at the time on his phone, it was half past eight, and he didn't know if Li Zhien had dinner.

Oh, I suddenly realized that I thought of Li Zhien again, which is a little strange, why? It's really weird.

casually flipped through his mobile phone and saw the text message that Li Zhien sent to himself in the afternoon, Ming Yan hesitated, should I send her a text message to say hello?

But texting suddenly, it seems very inappropriate, yes, not very inappropriate, very inappropriate.

After hesitating for a long time, Ming Yan still didn't send a text message to Li Zhien, threw his mobile phone on the sofa, and Ming Yan got up and came to the balcony to blow the wind.

On the balcony next to it, there was a sound of the door opening, and a girl came out of it, and Ming Yan turned her head to look.

"It's her ......"