Lian Yixin was facing the display screen conditioning editor, and suddenly received a call from home. Unconsciously frowned, and pressed the answer button in pain.

If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you are either urging marriage or urging children.

Lian's mother's voice was not very enthusiastic when she spoke to him: "Yixin, where are you recently?" ”

Before He Ling and Lian Kaifeng were not good, his mother called him "my good son", a proper old man's welfare. But now, the two of them joined forces to abuse him, not to mention, and they didn't even have the treatment of the eldest in the family.

Lian Yixin stopped what he was doing and replied, "In Beijing, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, there's a drama in Nanjing this Saturday, you go with your mother."

Beijing flew to Nanjing, for a drama

Lian Yixin was powerless to complain: "What about the two in Shanghai?" ”

"I don't call them, I'll call you, who wants you to be single."

"I really don't even have a reason to refuse.

"By the way, Wei Yu will come with us. Go back and add her WeChat, and the hotel will also arrange it for others. ”

Lian Yixin took out his itinerary and flipped through it, directly discarded the original Saturday meeting arrangement, and responded: "I know." ”

agreed so readily that even my mother was a little suspicious: "Hey, weren't you very disgusted with this kind of party before?" I always say that I have to introduce you to women in disguise. ”

Tearing up a card and writing down the date and his ID number, Lian Yixin turned his head and handed it to the secretary who came in to deliver tea, and told Lian's mother the truth before hanging up the phone: "You also said that you are a woman." Is Wei Yu considered a woman? ”

As for adding Wei WeChat, it's still a matter of the evening.

The cards are being reshuffled at home, and the same is wonderful abroad. Qiao Jingyun is probably the most suitable kind of artist to shoot a reality show, six or seven first-tier and second-tier artists gathered in front of the camera, and no one was better than him. Talking to foreigners for a while, chatting about European history for a while, and not forgetting to take care of the people around you when you wander the streets, you conquered the entire team in half a day. The PM and PD who followed Qiao Jingyun were also circled, and the most asked sentence to Zhang Kelan was whether Qiao Jingyun would still do this in the house.

Zhang Kelan shrugged her shoulders, with an expression of "you are too low", and her little eyes full of pride were wrong and focused on Qiao Jingyun in front of her.

Holding a brand-new cowhide hat, Qiao Jingyun was bargaining with the stall owner, and the female artist Fang Yuting next to him also looked at him with stars in her eyes, with a look of adoration.

"Ten pounds is fine, boss."

"Sir, don't be kidding, the style of my cowhide hat is very classic, and George Lazenbey has worn it."

"Forget it, boss, I hate George the most in 007. Ten pounds is ten pounds, and I can't get a tax refund when I buy it. ”

"Well, well, it's really not a profit for me at all." Actually, a lot is given.

Qiao Jingyun cut the price, took out the only ten pounds of his fruits, and handed them to the stall owner. Fang Yuting was so happy that she put the cowhide hat on her head, grabbed the brim of the hat and turned it around her head for a long time, straightened her bangs again, and turned her head to show Qiao Jingyun.

More than a dozen cameras were aimed at the two of them, and Qiao Jingyun gave her face and nodded.

But the corners of her mouth still fell into Zhang Kelan's eyes behind her, micro-expression, LP's analysis master taught her generously, this is the meaning of subconscious ridicule.

The first few artists were calling the two of them, Fang Yuting held down her hat and walked forward, her long skirt seemed to have a hair dryer blowing beside her, causing ripples that only exist on the beach. Qiao Jingyun unhurriedly packed his wallet, his eyes fell on a golden Venetian-style candelabra on the stall, and he looked at it for a while before turning around to keep up with the large army in front.

Zhang Kelan glanced at Qiao Jingyun's back, and then at the small candlestick on the stall, and hurriedly took advantage of the time when everyone was moving forward to buy it.

The stall owner looked like a Chinese, and he was used to opening his mouth widely: "One hundred pounds." ”

There was no time to bargain, Zhang Kelan took out two Elizabeth sheets directly from her waist bag and paid the bill, and left with the candlestick without waiting for the stall owner to find a bag to hold.

The stall owner glanced at the two queen's portraits in his palm: "Queen, I love the Chinese."

After buying the candlestick, when Zhang Kelan turned back to find the zuò team, there were only crowds of people left on the streets and alleys. I searched through the crowd and circled, but I didn't find an acquaintance. With experience, Zhang Kelan picked up crowded places and walked until she walked to the street corner.

Outside the door of the coffee house on the corner of the street, Zhang Kelan didn't see Qiao Jingyun, but saw the little uncle who broke up with her last time, Le Zhenglin.

The probability of meeting him in Europe is higher than that of meeting him at home.

Although there was a quarrel, after all, they were uncles and nephews with good feelings. Zhang Kelan walked up hard, brushed the wind-blown bangs on her forehead, and shouted "little uncle" in a low voice.

Le Zhenglin turned around and asked the waiter for a cup of coffee, and looked at Zhang Kelan: "Sit down." ”

The two hadn't sat down to talk for a long time, and Le Zhenglin didn't want to talk to her like last time, so he simply pulled up the homely routine: "How are you doing?" ”

The left and right couldn't keep up with the big army, so Zhang Kelan thought about going back to the hotel directly later. Picked up the water handed by the waiter and drank it in one gulp, and said without thinking: "It's okay, what about you, little uncle?" ”

"I'm a bit busy at work and haven't been back home for weeks. You followed Qiao Jingyun to do the show? ”

"Hmm. Little uncle, did you see him? ”

Le Zhenglin shook the coffee cup in his hand and said with a smile: "The battle is too big, I can't even see it." By the way, how many days are you going to spend in the UK? ”

"Two or three days, it all depends on the arrangement of the production team." Zhang Kelan glanced at the bar a few times, but her coffee was not good.

Le Zhenglin sighed silently, sure that he was disliking her. But I don't know when the next time I sit down to chat, Le Zhenglin thought about it and decided to embed the theme: "Kelan, do you really want to be with Qiao Jingyun?" Can you be sure of your sincerity and no regrets in the future? ”

Zhang Kelan raised her eyes and looked intently at the little uncle opposite whom she had admired and respected since she was a child. Looking at it, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Who can sue her why the man she admires still believes in "together"?

She likes Qiao Jingyun and has never thought of being with him.

No matter how well Qiao Jingyun mixes, in the final analysis, he is just an artist, a drama in the eyes of the elders in the family. She knew the future of the two of them in her heart, so she didn't plan to make Qiao Jingyun fall in love with her at the beginning.

What she has been trying to do all this time is the word "music".

The word "music" obtained from Mu Heling.

The word "fun" from the bullshit team of LPs.

Or, the word "music" from the Qiao Jingyun she thought at the beginning.

Le Zhenglin's face was a little gloomy, as if a high object had left a shadow on his face.

Memories and reality are separated by a flood, and there is always a day when it opens because of a flood or drought. There are some things that have to be said after all.

"The first time I met Mu Heling, it was not at Churchill Manor, nor on the edge of the Modlin Bridge, but on the campus of Nanjing University in China. Kelan, you should understand what I'm talking about. Mu Heling later appeared in the United Kingdom and appeared in my sight, not my aunt's meaning, nor LP's arrangement, it was my wish. ”

The hot coffee cup was finally served on the table, but Zhang Kelan was stunned.

"This is a bit complicated to say. If you insist on peeling back the details, I can't talk about it. ”

Zhang Kelan smiled sarcastically and realized: "In other words, Mu Heling is not the concubine who gave you a room, but a prostitute you recruited yourself?" ”

Le Zhenglin looked at Zhang Kelan for a few seconds, and there were turbulent waves in his deep-sea eyes.

Zhang Kelan hurriedly put away the smile on her face, and said insincerely: "I'm sorry, little uncle, I often talk like this without going through my brain." ”

What is it to apologize, it angered the little uncle, where is the more exciting story to listen to?

Le Zhenglin was silent for a long time, and finally said everything: "The first time I saw Mu Heling, I realized that her appearance was different from others. Later, I asked someone to inquire about her, and the response was that she was not a student at NTU. Fate is such a thing, if you can ask for it once, you don't need to ask for it a second time. I think I should have been aware of this a long time ago. ”

Zhang Kelan sighed twice in her heart. Really, little uncle, please fast forward.

"Three years ago, a female classmate named Lisa pursued me, and the process of chasing me was a bit strange."

Zhang Kelan immediately patted her thigh and said excitedly: "I know, it must be you that LP helped her pursue!" ”

Le Zhenglin said "um" and nodded: "After I saw through it, I negotiated with the boss of the LP, and I originally wanted to warn it." But unexpectedly, there was an unexpected joy. ”

Zhang Kelan sneered: "Of course, LP can't afford to provoke people like us." It's impossible to settle things with money, so you can only promise your little uncle to help you pursue Mu Heling. ”

"You know better than I do."

"Hey, hey."

Le Zhenglin lowered his head and drank a cup of coffee, and continued: "The boss of the LP has a big heart, and on one side he took my line, and on the other hand, he contacted my aunt. I don't care about these processes, I focus on the results. Later, He Ling was really deceived by LP to study in the UK, and I also approached her in various ways. ”

Le Zhenglin felt a little tired, and he didn't want to admit it, but he still had to admit it after all: "It's just that no matter what method I use and what means LP uses, she can't fall in love with me after all." ”

A pair of eyes full of stories looked at his niece: "Kelan, I want you to understand that LP's promise of your love is based on a set of logical and traceable theories. The conditions for its establishment are all necessary conditions for the accumulation and transformation of non-essential conditions, and by their very nature, it is false. ”

When Zhang Kelan heard this, she suddenly didn't want to hear anything, so she took the small candlestick she bought and left. In the moment now, she understood the true intention of the little uncle when he said this.

What if Qiao Jingyun falls in love with her, it's all false in the end.

After all, the real self is not this hypocritical little girl wearing a hood.

Le Zhenglin looked at the back of her leaving, frowned, and didn't chase after her.

In the evening, Wei Yu, who was pursuing a false love for running non-stop, received a message from his friend that the verification was successful.

Lian Yixin: The ID number is sent, and the hotel is booked.

Wei Yu wiped his sweat and replied quickly: No need, I'll go to Nanjing to live with friends. (Actually, it's an excuse to prevent Second Brother Lian from breaking the bank)

Lian Yixin: Okay.

Seeing that the first conversation between the two ended like this, Lian Yixin thought of the trouble she helped her deal with the last time they met, and then asked: Did the man still harass you later?

Wei Yu was puzzled: Which man? Harassing me? Are you sure you're harassing me?

Lian Yixin: When Quanjude eats, sit on your left and look at the one with the dark eyes of people.

Wei Yu: Don't listen to what Heling is talking about.

Lian Yixin: I'm really being played by her and Lian Kaifeng now.

Wei Yu wanted to laugh but felt that he was not kind, so he endured it and sent an expression to appease Second Brother Lian: Touch.

Lian Yixin: Touch? Where are you going to touch it? With my consent?

Wei language:

There's nothing to talk about.