Chapter XXXVII

Su Jinyun felt that she was really crazy.

Playing in the amusement park with a little paparazzi who had never been alive until the middle of the night, the night was quiet, and the two of them were panting and standing on the pedestrian bridge together, looking up at the moon in the sky.

"Don't point to the moon, desecrate it, and your ears will be half less." Yang Jiuzai looked at the moon carefully, his heart was bright and unselfish, and his tone was too serious, causing Su Jinyun to laugh.

"Oh, you also believe this kind of thing......" Although he didn't think so, Su Jinyun didn't stretch out his hand to point.

There was a rare silence, feeling the shallow breeze, and Su Jinyun's complicated mood calmed down a little.

Suddenly, Yang Jiu on the side hammered his head with some annoyance, "Oops, I forgot that Brother Pei is still waiting for me to go back...... Hey, there's no news this time...... I just said that I just want to be a war correspondent, to record the glorious struggle of the country, and to narrate the hope of the people, not to focus on these ...... But I was assigned to the entertainment news department......"

Su Jinyun turned his head sideways to look at him.

"Actually, you already have big news today, my embarrassment has been seen by you, Mr. Little Paparazzi, you can show up and say something by yourself, and tell a big drama about Su Jinyun......"

Su Jinyun said it truthfully, but Yang Jiu reached out and put the camera in Su Jinyun's hand.

"You can check, I'm not scared, the memory card is in your hand."

For a long time, the good young man Yang Jiu scratched his curly hair. "Don't cry."

"I won't let you get out of trouble, I haven't seen anything, I haven't been here, I haven't met Mr. Su Jinyun."

Su Jinyun held the digital camera, looked at the other party fixedly, and paused. "Good guy little paparazzi, you lied."

"I'm a white lie! A good person's life needs to tell some white lies in order to make others happy. Yang Jiuyi was righteous, and Su Jinyun laughed when he said it.

"I'm leaving, what's the hurdle I can't get over, please don't be sad, Mr. Su Jinyun."

The open-minded and upright back of the young man is particularly conspicuous at night.

Su Jinyun, who had been standing silently in place, ran forward, regardless of the other party's excuse, and stuffed the camera back into Yang Jiu's hand, he gasped for breath, and he looked very petite.

"I believe in you."

Su Jinyun took out Yang Jiu's little red riding bag and put it on properly for the other party, feeling the cold wind of the night, Su Jinyun took off his scarf and surrounded Yang Jiu tightly.

"Idiot, scumbag, little paparazzi! Ahh

Su Jinyun smiled. "Goodbye......"

Yang Jiu watched Su Jinyun wear sunglasses and run away in the opposite direction with thin clothes, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, only touching the corner of the other party's clothes.

"I'm not...... Scumbag. ”

As he spoke, Yang Jiu picked up a ball of toilet paper on the ground and threw it into the trash.

"Feelings are too subjective, which is a taboo for journalistic realism."

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On the overpass, Su Jinyun walked slowly along the edge of the bridge, and the cold wind blew his little face painfully, and he became more and more sober. Li Yong's words on the phone were high-sounding, and then Chen Yue's explanation really sent him to hell.

"Mr. Li hopes to make a comeback through this album, he wants to make the best work, whether it is singing or the song itself, he wants to be perfect, you have been riddled with negative material recently, the risk is too great, no one is a god, no one can take such a big risk."

"That's not the best candidate...... He's saddled with so much infamy......"

"People are forgetful, Jinyun, you lost at the wrong time. I'll let Qiu Lao help you, don't think about it anymore......"

"Can you let me try again...... Maybe Mr. Li will think about it? ”

"He's already refused, completely rejected you."

Su Jinyun took out the mobile phone in his pocket, opened the photo in the gallery, and touched it with his fingertips, Su Jinyun stopped and covered his head.

"Cold Inquiry ......"

Su Jinyun stared at Leng Xun's face full of warmth and happiness, and her thoughts were complicated.

How could he laugh so happily, how could he live so well, when he was deep in darkness, he didn't seem to be disturbed by the outside world at all, how could he love others so carefree and be loved by others.

“…… If I pulled you down the quagmire, wouldn't this be the same......"

"How long will the audience like you, and how long will it last......"

Su Jinyun didn't move for a long time, he made up his mind to send the photo out by anonymous email, and the moment he pressed "send", he was happy and excited.

"Our Biqu Pavilion www.biquge.info inherently unfair."

His lips curled, "Haha......"

Su Jinyun's face wearing sunglasses couldn't see his expression clearly in the middle of the night, and he walked alone, sometimes looking up at the moon, and wanted to stretch out his finger at it, but he restrained himself, and he couldn't act rashly.

Throwing the memory card in his pocket into the river, Su Jinyun lowered his head.

He wasn't sad at all, he wasn't sad at all.

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As the night deepened, Leng Xun only left a dim light, and he opened his eyes to regulate his breathing.

I'm going to see Mr. Li Yong tomorrow! Leng Xun was afraid that he was not in a good state, so he lay down in bed early to rest, he didn't dare to use his voice excessively, he just wanted to leave the best impression on the other party.

You can't be late tomorrow, you must greet politely first, look into the eyes of the other party when you speak, you must not forget the jì words, you must pay attention to some parts that are easy to sing wrong, do not be afraid of repeatedness, be open-minded, do not be afraid of hardship, do not be afraid of blame......

Thinking about it, Leng Xun, who was exhausted, gradually slowed down his breathing and fell into a deep sleep.

And Qiao Kaiyuan, who is far away on the twelfth floor and close to his heart, is listening to the audio sent by Ran He today with headphones plugged in, and the singing voice of the cold inquiry is becoming more and more handy, full of sincerity, Qiao Kaiyuan listened to it for a while, and then opened the cold inquiry 1.0 Wen Jiàn and started listening again.

Every day I am making progress and overcoming my own small flaws.

Qiao Kaiyuan was listening to the song while thinking about what he was doing, hoping that he would not be too nervous, remember that he was very good, not unconfident, and not conceited.

Listening to Ran He, Leng Xun has eaten the recent meals well, and he has also taken good care of himself, he is working hard to become a better version of himself, and he is also motivated to become each other's dependence.

No one can better understand Leng Xun's excitement than Qiao Kaiyuan, and his whole body is trembling.

Qiao Kaiyuan took out a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale from under the bookshelf, he turned on his mobile phone to record it, and slowly read it to the light.

Although Qiao Kaiyuan's face was cold and hard, the story of the ugly duckling turning into a little swan was said gently and delicately.

Waiting for tomorrow Leng Xun to pass his eyes in front of Li Yong, he can see his little Mr. Sun running back proudly, maybe the other party will raise his head, ask for praise, and shout: "Mr. Qiao!" It's gold that always shines! I'm so handsome and I sing pretty well, but I'm not nervous at all! ”

Then he wants to sue Sù and touch the other person's head. "Mr. Leng Xun, I'm going to buy you a lot of albums, you have to sing well, little gold."