When he got home, Zhou Ling didn't come up with a result.

She didn't know what to tell Rong Zheng.

You can't call over, just say sorry and it's over, that person still thinks she's being forced, and she has no sincerity at all.

Suddenly, Zhou Ling's eyes lit up.

She remembered Mr. Wang's matter.

With a certain idea, she dialed Rong Zheng's phone.

The phone rang, and there was an echo in the empty home, which added to the excitement.

It wasn't until the polite mechanical and electronic tone of the customer service lady that Zhou Ling hung up the phone.

No one answered.

Maybe it's because of something.

Zhou Ling comforted himself, put the phone aside casually, and went to remove his makeup and prepare to rest.

Before she could take off her makeup, Rong Zheng's phone was dialed back.

"What's wrong, what's going on?"

Rong Zheng's hurried voice sounded in Zhou Ling's ears.

Zhou Ling pursed his lips and hesitated: "Am I disturbing your work?" "

Hearing Zhou Ling's suddenly calm voice, on the other end of the phone, Rong Zheng was stunned for a moment and slowly calmed down his breathing.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Zhou Ling's missed call, and thought that something had happened to Zhou Ling.

"No, I haven't gone to work yet, shouldn't you just get off work, why don't you go back to rest?"

Zhou Ling was silent.

The courage he mustered just now had disappeared vividly when Rong Zheng didn't answer the phone.

Listening to Rong Zheng's steady breathing, Zhou Ling's heart swelled with inexplicable emotions.

She didn't want to continue to delay like this, this time was really embarrassing, it was obviously a trivial matter, but now it was so big.

Anyway, it's her fault, and she won't die if she apologizes.

Zhou Ling took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Have you been free lately, you helped me with the hotel last time, I will invite you to dinner." "

Because of some nervous reasons, Zhou Ling's voice was a little stumbling, and he forced himself to pretend to calm down and finish.

After a long time, Rong Zheng responded lightly.

"Okay, the time is up to you, I'll listen to you. "

Zhou Lingchang breathed a sigh of relief.

The stone in her heart seemed to have fallen halfway, and now it was much easier.

"So be it today, five o'clock this afternoon. "

"Okay, I'll pick you up then. Rong Zheng said simply.

Zhou Ling silently swallowed back the meeting place he was about to speak.

I didn't expect that after such a long time, Rong Zheng was still the same dictatorship.

Zhou Ling complained silently in his heart, but he didn't show it at all, and responded again and again: "Okay, then it's decided." "

On the other side, Rong Zheng snorted.

For a moment, a strange sense of silence lingered around Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling touched his shoulder a little uncomfortably.

"Then, I'll hang up first, see you in the afternoon, and then you call me again. "

After saying this, Zhou Ling was ready to hang up the phone.

An indifferent voice floated out of the phone.

"Rest well, I'll call you in the afternoon. "

Bang.

Zhou Ling wanted to reply, but his hand was about to hang up.

She looked at her phone in confusion.

Rong Zheng shouldn't think that she deliberately didn't want to reply to him.

But looking back at the past, the phone call inevitably seemed too solemn, and it was easy to expose her weakness.

Zhou Ling thought about it, simply threw the phone aside, and rushed into the bedroom to prepare for sleep.

Anyway, we met in the afternoon, and she didn't bother to think about it so much, but now it's still important to take care of her body.

After resting for a while, she felt that her head was big and confused now, and her whole body was in a trance.

On the other side, Rong Zheng looked at the hung up phone and was silently stunned.

He didn't expect Zhou Ling to take the initiative to call him, which surprised him a little.

He put down his phone, looked at the sweat on his hands, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was really nervous just now, he was afraid of himself, and what he said badly made Zhou Ling angry again.

It's okay, it's okay that the ending is good so far.

He looked at the wallet on the side, silently took it out and counted it.

During this time, he also had his own contacts in training institutions, because his painting style was sharp and had a Chinese style, so he was liked by many people. There are also many people who are willing to pay a lot of money to hire him over.

He is not ambiguous, as long as he still has energy, he will not hesitate to hire next, and he will teach everyone who studies seriously, and never perfunctory. Therefore, I have accumulated a lot of friends and earned a lot of money during this time.

At the same time, he also learned a lot of ways to deal with people with them, and he also knew what attitude he should have towards girls sometimes, and he knew how extreme his approach was at that time.

During this time, when he was making money, he really realized that it was not easy for Zhou Ling.

Sometimes just by looking at it, you will only feel that she looks tired, but you don't have that feeling in your heart, and you don't have a deep understanding.

Only when he experienced the kind of hustle and bustle, and the hardships of being uncomfortable and still having to hold on, could he really know how much pressure Zhou Ling usually carried.

He's also been reflecting on himself.

But he didn't dare to call Zhou Ling, and he didn't dare to ask Zhou Ling to forgive him.

He was afraid that if this phone call came, he would really break with Zhou Ling completely, and he would never see her again.

Rong Zheng looked at the stack of red banknotes in his hand, and a trace of joy crossed his eyes.

After so long, he finally saved up the funds to participate in the competition, and even left some that could buy a good gift for Zhou Ling.

He carefully took out 10,000 yuan from it and dialed the phone number that he knew by heart.

"Hello, I would like to sign up. ”

On the other end of the phone, a crisp female voice announced a series of place names.

Rong Zheng took a taxi and filled out the registration form and identity information with the help of the instructor.

When asked about his ID card again, he skillfully used the reason for the loss of his ID card to deal with the past.

This trick was taught to him by Wen Zhuo.

In the past two days, he has also been trying to find a way to register himself, but it will also take time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to count on it in a short time.

Fortunately, this excuse has been tried.

The instructor saw that Rong Zheng was handsome, and unconsciously relaxed in his heart, and let Rong Zheng go after a few simple questions.

After completing many procedures, Rong Zheng took the participation card handed over by the instructor.

This card is very ordinary, in the card holder, the white card has Rong Zheng's name written in ink.

Rong Zheng looked at the card in his hand, and a sense of sadness suddenly appeared.

He raised his head, put away the card sleeve, and silently collected his mood.

He gave too much for this card.

As for this competition, he must win the championship, otherwise he will be sorry for the effort he has put into it during this time.

Rong Zheng walked through the crowd and walked out of this registration point.

On the mobile phone, the information of the first test has been sent in the form of a text message.