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After seeing those photos, South Vietnam's eyes first widened slightly, and then he couldn't help laughing.

This is actually a photo of Sheng Jingheng when he was a teenager.

At that time, I was still in high school in China, wearing a school uniform, straight and upright.

Most of them came to the stage to receive awards, or were selected as student representatives to speak on stage.

The red banner behind him kept changing, but he didn't seem to change.

From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, they are all so tall, their faces are as handsome as jade, and even the length of their hair is the same.

Now compared with before, the change is that the facial features are longer, more profound, and more manly charm.

But he still has a bit of a sense of youth, especially when he wakes up in the morning.

There is no makeup and hair, there is no perfect styling, there is, only simple Sheng Jingheng.

However, Ren Jiayuan actually found so many photos and gave them to her as a birthday gift, which was really painstaking.

Even if she is holding these photos, she must hide them well and not take them out at will.

Thinking about it, Nan Yue received the photo in the most secret inner layer of the suitcase.

Then I put the other gifts away for the time being and went downstairs to help.

Before going to bed at night, I received a reminder of the main quest that Xiao Wu had predicted in advance and would be triggered within this week.

【Ding! Trigger the main quest - within seven days, successfully win the heroine of the TV series "Flying Butterfly Fighting Fire"! 】

Nan Yue woke up slightly and asked silently.

[I said earlier that the difficulty of the task has increased, which means that there may be a change tomorrow? 】

She did the math slightly, but all she saw was a fog, and she didn't quite know what the outcome would be tomorrow.

[Perhaps, things in the entertainment industry are difficult to predict, please come on, host. ] 】

[Let's come on, I'm gone, you have to be cold. 】

【…… Okay, good night host. 】

[Good night. 】

South Vietnam didn't think much about it, no matter what happened, tomorrow they just had to send troops to cover the water.

If you don't reach a desperate situation, there is no need to worry about it.

Early the next morning, Li Meijun left early again, because she received an invitation from the brand and had to help promote the platform.

Ling Hao slept lazily before getting up slowly to clean up his things.

When I went downstairs, I saw Nan Yue and Sheng Jingheng sitting opposite each other at the dining table, although they were only eating silently and did not talk.

But that picture is extraordinarily beautiful and harmonious.

The sun shines through the balcony, quietly and warmly.

Ling Hao suddenly had the feeling that they were a family, sitting together for breakfast as usual.

And he was like a rather lazy and stubborn brother, they were used to it, and he would get up later.

Hearing his footsteps, Nan Yue turned his head and said, "Your breakfast is in the pot, and if the milk is cold, heat it again." ”

This statement is even more similar.

Ling Hao couldn't help touching his nose, hiding his messy thoughts, and sighed: "Is Teacher Sheng doing it again?" Great work. ”

Sheng Jingheng bowed slightly at him and didn't say anything.

Ling Hao sped up a few steps, went into the kitchen, and went to find his breakfast.

Seeing if Ling Hao would come out for a while and a half, Sheng Jingheng couldn't help but look at Nanyue and asked, "Will you fly to City A later?" ”

"No, I'm going to fly to City B and go to Hongyu's film and television branch to participate in an audition."

The audition was in the afternoon, and the ticket was booked at 10:20, so South Vietnam didn't have to rush out.

Sheng Jingheng nodded thoughtfully: "Hongyu's drama? Well, quality can be guaranteed. ”

"Yes, Brother Ye tried his best to give me the opportunity to audition," Nanyue smiled bently, and after taking a bite of fruit salad, he asked again, "Does Mr. Sheng plan to take over the show this year?" ”

"Not sure," Sheng Jingheng finished his last bite of breakfast, cleaned up elegantly, and then got up, "Today, come on." ”

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^