"Yao, it's time to shoot!" Park Chulong vaguely heard the director's voice preparing for filming, and hurriedly patted Xu Yao's shoulder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let's go, then." Xu Yao wanted to let go of Park Chulong, but Park Chulong was entangled in Xu Yao's neck and refused to let go, Xu Yao probably understood what Park Chulong meant, and walked quickly to the crew with her on his back.

"......" Yin Pumei and the others didn't speak, but just looked at the two of them with a strange gaze when Park Chulong and Xu Yao came over.

"Ahem~" Park Chulong coughed twice, and then glared at Yin Pumei, she guessed that it was Yin Pumei who took the lead, and she liked to play the most.

"Ahem~" Yin Pumei coughed twice when she was stared at by Park Chulong, and then looked away, "Ernie, it's been filmed, and the director is already calling us." ”

Yin Pumei stood up, and several people also stood up and followed Yin Pumei away.

Park Chulong also got down from Xu Yao's back and instructed: "I'm going to shoot if you're angry, you can wait for me casually!" ”

Xu Yao nodded, and then said goodbye to Park Chulong, and Park Chulong trotted out to keep up with Yin Pumei and the others.

Xu Yao is now silent again, alone, there is really nothing to say.

Xu Yao walked around, but he didn't see anything interesting, but he became a scenery in this paradise, his handsome appearance and tall figure attracted the attention of many people.

As for going to see Park Chulong's shooting, he directly ignored it, maybe he won't be on TV for a while! The last time it was not over yet, after waiting for this show to be broadcast, Xu Yao will know what kind of effect it is.

"Hide, hide, hide......" Park Ji-yeon's mobile phone ringtone for herself rang in Heo Yao's trouser pocket.

"Hello? Does Ji-yeon have something to do with Oba? Xu Yao answered the phone and asked.

"Oba, you're not in the store! We're all in the store, where have you been? Park Ji-yeon's voice sounded unhappy.

"I'm in this water park~ You're filming a show here, and I'm going to visit the class." Heo Yao explained to Park Ji-yeon.

"What happiness!" When Park Ji-yeon heard this, she immediately said enviously, but her voice immediately fell again, "It's a pity that we don't have a chance!" ”

"If you don't talk about this, what are you looking for me?" Xu Yao skipped the slightly sad topic directly, wondering about Park Ji-yeon's original intention.

"By the way, I almost said something else." Park Ji-yeon said, "Didn't you say that it was good to teach us Chinese?" Sapphire Oni and I have already arrived here, but we found that you are gone......" Park Ji-yeon's voice was wry, with some coquettishness.

"But I won't be able to come back for a while......," Xu Yao said helplessly, and then heard a different voice coming out of the microphone: "Is it Baolan?" ”

"yes, Yao." Across a channel, Xu Yao could vaguely see the corners of Bao Lan's raised mouth.

Because when she speaks, even her tone becomes very cheerful.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there today, so you came here in vain." Xu Yao said apologetically.

"It's okay," I just wanted to see anyway.

Quan Baolan thought, in fact, it was just to be able to see Xu Yao.

In the past few days, I haven't been able to see Xu Yao, maybe Quanbaolan's luck is not enough, there have been a lot of overseas announcements in the past two days, so I didn't stay in South Korea for long.

But elsewhere, she was practicing the poem Xu Yao wrote to her in her free time, so much so that now, she can recite the poem in its entirety.

"Well, I'll read that poem." Quan Baolan proudly said to Xu Yao on the other side of the phone, "I came here today to tell you." ”

"It's amazing." Xu Yao also smiled, "It's a pity that I can't go back!" ”

"It's okay, just listen to me on the phone." Quan Baolan sat down on a chair in the coffee shop, holding the phone in one hand to talk to Xu Yao, and spreading out the piece of paper written by Xu Yao with the other.

Quan Baolan, who was ready for all this, bent his legs slightly, kicked the soles of his feet back, and looked innocent.

"Okay." Xu Yao listened to Quan Baolan's words and nodded.

"Then I'll start!" Quan Baolan coughed and cleared his throat, "If my heart is a city......"

The words are correct and round, I don't know how much thought Quan Baolan wasted, and within a few days, all the pronunciations of this poem were proofread accurately.

Xu Yao listened to Quan Baolan's slightly weak voice, and the corners of his mouth outlined an arc.

"My heart is a city

One of the smallest cities"

Slowly reciting the last paragraph, Quan Baolan's voice became more and more gentle, with a little trembling and weakness, Xu Yao's eyes showed the appearance of a cute big loli.

Xu Yao listened quietly, quietly, without any movement or words, just standing silently in place, listening to the voice on the phone.

"Only one person can live,

My sweetheart, my love......" arrived here, Quan Baolan didn't say any more, and stopped there.

This is just over 100 words, but it makes Quan Baolan feel apprehensive.

When she was reading, she always thought, he was listening, and she was going to read it carefully.

Reading this poem, it was like reading her mood, trembling slightly, but hiding excitement.

Every sentence is a sincere greeting from Quanbaolan, as well as hidden affection, but when will Xu Yao know?

All Sapphire Blue is not sure.

Anyway, every sentence she reads is what she wants to say to him, and this is her confession to him.

She knew he wouldn't hear it, but she was still snickering, he was listening carefully!

Listen carefully to every word she says, even if he never understands, just as she doesn't understand her.

"It's amazing, it's great!" Xu Yao praised that it only took a few days to read this poem so familiarly, and the words were correct and round, this is not something that can be completed in a little time, Quan Baolan should have spent a lot of time to complete this matter seriously.

"There's nothing~" Quan Baolan smirked, staring at the spread out piece of paper in front of him, with his name printed on it.

"Baolan, you're really amazing!"

Quan Baolan didn't speak, just smiled stupidly.

"I liked this poem so much that I studied it seriously." Quan Baolan whispered, raising her hair.

It's like liking your name, so it's my mood to hold a pen and copy your name repeatedly, and to write every stroke on the paper.

When I think of you, the sky is clear, and when I think of your absence, it turns cloudy.

So my sky is only sunlight and dark clouds.

When I write your name, I always want to write something for you, and I think it will be romantic.

However, a thin piece of paper, torn and written, written and torn, was still timid, and still did not dare to say it.

Even confessions have become secret, and great. (To be continued.) )