At the gate of the Boston Conservatory of Music, a very slender boy in a light gray sweatshirt looked up at the gloomy weather, he pursed his lips, muttered a word of 'bad luck', and then walked inside......

In a small office in the college, Li Tingyu sorted out the documents in his hand, at his desk! Quan Baolan was puffing out his face and looking at each other with a depressed expression.

"I want to go back home!"

"Sorry, Sappy! The Manhattan Music Festival sounds lofty, but it's just a small award, and you're not doing enough. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Li Tingyu's mouth twitched, and then said mechanically as if narrating.

"I don't care, I want to go back to China." Quan Baolan's face puffed up, and her childish face was full of resentment and continued.

"Hey, it's just the beginning, and I also sent the trophy back, Park Ji-sub definitely received it, what are you worried about." Li Tingyu said helplessly.

Since the establishment of the studio, Quan Baolan has been quite cooperative with his work, and this increasingly childish girl has indeed high potential, and she has reached the strength to sing those songs in half a year. So, with the introduction of Lee Sun-hee and the famous songs of Park Ji-sub, she successfully won the second place at the Manhattan Music Festival, and then this girl broke out......

"I'm ......going back to China," Quan Baolan pressed his hands on the desk and shouted.

"Even if you go back now, you will be kicked out of the country." Li Tingyu rubbed his eyebrows and said earnestly.

"Hurry up, I still have to go back." Quan Baolan's little face was stiff, and he said with a firm expression.

Li Tingyu suddenly choked, to be honest, he wanted to fulfill this girl. But Li Shanji warned that now Quan Baolan has such motivation because she needs to return to China...... As for returning home and being kicked out, that's. It is estimated that the boy with the baby face was persuaded by this girl to say a few words, and he instantly forgot about the southeast and northwest.

"Tell me why you suddenly want to go back to China?" Li Tingyu sighed. Asked in confusion.

"Birthday, my birthday! On my twentieth birthday, I'm going to spend it with Ji-sub. Quan Baolan's little face turned into a ball, and he said pitifully: "I'll come back after my birthday." I'm obedient. ”

"Baolan, it's not that I don't believe you, but I really can't." Li Tingyu was embarrassed and said, "Unless you want me to be unemployed." ”

"Is it that serious......

Seeing that Li Tingyu said it so seriously, Quan Baolan suddenly softened a little.

"It's only going to get worse, and the standard given by the person who commissioned me is to go to the Grammy. And now you're going back without even touching the Grammys, doesn't that make me die. Li Tingyu said with a wry smile: "Let's put it this way, people have invested a total of 500,000 US dollars, as well as dozens of songs of great value, if I mess up...... Then I'm really alive. ”

Quan Baolan pursed her lips, looking unwilling.

Li Tingyu saw that the girl seemed to be a little loose, and said faster: "The person who entrusted me has secretly acquired an economic company, and when you go back, the studio and the agency will merge, plus your experience of performing at the Grammys." Do you think it will help him more? ”

"Ahh

Quan Baolan stomped his feet, turned and walked out of the room.

Li Tingyu raised his eyebrows, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Quan Baolan went out and had no tendency to come back. He tossed the papers to the side and rubbed his face.

Quanbaolan is a gold mine, as long as you can grasp it well, it is easy to soar. The only difficulty is how to stabilize this strange feeling for this baby-faced boy who is always concerned about the baby-faced boy and has a bit of a big age span. He doesn't have any sense of discord. And...... Quan Baolan also looks like a junior high school student, and she is a good match for that one.

Just when Li Tingyu was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door. His expression instantly turned into a crying face: "Why is this girl back again." ”

Resisting the urge to escape through the window, Li Tingyu got up and went to open the door. When he opened his mouth, he said: "Baolan ......"

"Li Tingyu XI, long time no see."

"You...... Hey, a share! Quan Baolan has just left, you didn't show her, did you? ”

After seeing the appearance of the person who came, Li Tingyu hurriedly pulled the other party in, and said with a look of surprise: "She is clamoring to return to China now, in case she sees you." Not to mention the Grammys, it's a question of whether the studio can continue. ”

"Don't worry, the slave is back in the apartment." Park Ji-sub took off his cap and said with a nonchalant expression.

"Well, you care more about her than I do."

Hearing this, Li Tingyu patted his chest and said, "Is there anything wrong with this time?" ”

Park Ji-sub walked to the side and sat down on the sofa, looked at the small office for a while, and then said unhurriedly, "I'm here for the slave's birthday." ”

"Isn't it!" Li Tingyu was stunned for a moment and said with a ridiculous expression.

"It's just a reward." Park Ji-sub smiled lightly and pinched his fingers, and said lightly: "I know slave better than you, if she continues to oppress like this, she will collapse." ”

Lee Ting-ok pursed his lips, not very convinced by Park Ji-sub's remarks. At present, the resilience shown by Quanbao Blue is not at all like the kind of person who is so easy to be defeated. Who can spend fourteen hours a day in practice, who can persist in this life for half a year, without a single complaint. The girl who was petite and looked like a bully gritted her teeth and survived, and spent a lot of money on conditioning.

However, he didn't refute Park Ji-sub, it's normal for young couples to feel sorry for each other.

"How are you going to live?" Li Tingyu asked after thinking about it.

Park Ji-sub took out a notebook-sized box from his bag, handed it to the other party and said, "Give it to her." ”

Li Tingyu looked at the box, and after his expression changed, he took it. Then Park Ji-sub didn't say much, and after asking some about Jeon Baolan's recent situation, he got up and left.

"I really envy these two people."

After seeing Park Ji-sub go out, Lee Ting-yu said to himself with a sigh on his face.

Perhaps there is no purer emotion in this world than these two people, who are on the other side of the world, but they are always paying attention to each other...... Maybe! It's not just love anymore.

Half an hour later, Quan Baolan received a small box from Li Tingyu outside a separate apartment on campus.

"Something, and I sent it specially." Quan Baolan looked at the box, white lines on a black background! There is nothing special about it. After looking at it for a while, she carefully opened the box, and a smell of fragrance filled the room.

"Cake ......" Quan Baolan looked at the contents with a surprised face, but the cake was very ugly, and the cream was not very evenly distributed, just like the product of apprentice practice.

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