When he received Ou Yuanlan's call, Lin Qingqing was in a hospital in Beijing. She had just finished an orthopedic examination, and she still couldn't forget the pain that pierced her heart for a long time.

Seeing Ou Yuanlan's name displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Although the relationship between her and Jason is just a simple friend, but when the big vinegar jar knows, I'm afraid I will think about it more.

Looking up and glancing at Jason awkwardly, Jason already understood what she said. "I'll go out first." He shook his phone and said.

As an adult, he has a great eye. Just look at Lin Qingqing's embarrassed expression, and then glance at her lit up mobile phone screen, and he will know it all.

Seeing that Jason left, Lin Qingqing finally picked up his mobile phone and answered the call. "Yuanlan ......" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ou Yuanlan.

"When will you be back?" His voice was still cold and indifferent, and it hadn't changed much.

After a second, Lin Qingqing replied. "Probably tomorrow morning." She said helplessly as she looked at her ankle.

Originally, she planned to rush back overnight on the night of the end of the show, but now it seems that it should be unlikely.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then Ou Yuanlan's voice rang again. "I may not have time to pick you up tomorrow, I'll ask the secretary to pick you up." There was a hint of apology in his tone.

"Oh, that's okay." Lin Qingqing said with a sigh of relief. "I'll just go home by myself." Although there was a little disappointment, she could also understand Ou Yuanlan's busy work.

"Are you going to participate in the next international races?" Ou Yuanlan suddenly changed his words and asked this question.

International? Lin Qingqing was a little confused. Didn't she just participate in the audition? Why did you suddenly ask her about the international competition?

After hesitating for a moment, she said weakly: "Now think about this, it's a bit early......" The eight characters have not yet been skimmed, and now the results have not come out, it seems a little too arrogant to directly regard herself as a contestant in the international competition.

From her words, Ou Yuanlan finally found the clue. "Where are you?" There was some skepticism in his tone.

Lin Qingqing, who had already calmed down, immediately began to beat her heart faster again, and she looked around until she was sure that there was no one around, and then she returned her gaze to the screen of her mobile phone. "I ...... I was ...... in the hospital," she told the truth.

"Hospital?!" Ou Yuanlan, whose tone has always been calm, finally appeared with an accent.

Nervously grabbing his hair, Lin Qingqing had no choice but to explain the whole story. However, about Jason, she only mentioned it in passing, only saying that the person in charge of the program team brought her to the hospital, and nothing else.

"Call me tomorrow before you get on the plane." Ou Yuanlan commanded, obviously in an unquestionable tone.

Nodding obediently, Lin Qingqing agreed. "Okay."

Hung up the phone, Lin Qingqing was still a little foggy. Obviously she didn't say anything, how did Ou Yuanlan know that she wasn't on the show now?

Just then, Jason walked in through the door. "Qingqing, congratulations." He said suddenly.

The strange words that suddenly appeared made Lin Qingqing directly ignore the intimate "Qingqing" in front of him. "Congratulations?" She asked, confused.

Congratulations to her what? Foot injury or today's car accident catwalk? Lin Qingqing, who was confused, is now more and more unclear about the situation. It seems that everyone else is strange except her.

"You did very well today, you're already on the international level." Jason explained. "I just called from the scene to let me know."

This big show belongs to the form of live broadcast, that is, as long as others are watching, the result at this moment is equivalent to being made public.

Suddenly, Lin Qingqing seemed to understand something. The reason why Ou Yuanlan knew that she was not in the show was probably because of her confused reaction to the international competition.

For a long time, Lin Qingqing couldn't say anything. Could it be that she was born with a kind of shit luck? Obviously, the on-site performance was not good, but she still went all the way to the international competition.

"Hey, don't hang on." Walking into Lin Qingqing, Jason patted her gently. "Pack up your things, let's go have a meal and celebrate." He smiled lightly, as if that was what he had thought.

Lin Qingqing, who was still a little unconscious, nodded somehow, and she was stunned as she carried her bag while trying to get up from the hospital bed.

Standing silently in place and watching Lin Qingqing pack up his things, Jason's face was actually not as happy and happy as he appeared. Even a discerning person only needs to take a few more glances to find the sadness lurking under his happy expression.

It's just that at this time, Lin Qingqing was just thinking about Ou Yuanlan's words in his mind, and the longer parting that he was about to face after entering the international competition. All in all, she didn't have time to care about Jason's feelings.

He just walked to the door of the ward just now, but he didn't go far at all, so he heard everything Lin Qingqing said clearly.

For her, she is just the person in charge of the program team, that's all. This identity is too rigid to even count as a friend.

After leaving the hospital, Jason took Lin Qingqing to a small restaurant with great style. The lights in the small dining room are not dazzling, and even a little dim. In the middle of the dining room, a folk singer sits on a high stool and sings with a guitar.

The occasional voice of speech did not seem to be very noisy, and the singer sang quietly without distraction, each low note flowing from between his fingers. It was as if there was a kind of magic that made everyone quiet.

"Beijing's Houhai, the place of top literature and art, you should like it." Jason led her to a small table and spoke to her.

Looking around, Lin Qingqing had to admit that he really liked this place. "Well, it's not bad." She nodded.

The atmosphere is quieter, and listening to the singing of folk singers will not be embarrassing. She turned her head and shifted her gaze to the small stage in the middle.

"I like it." Jason said suddenly, in the dim light, he looked at Lin Qingqing's eyes as if they were plated with a layer of golden light.

It was just two words, but Lin Qingqing's heart trembled, and then she subconsciously took a step back, she was afraid of any overstepping feelings.

As if sensing her anomaly, Jason explained with a smile. "I'm talking about the name of the song, it's called Like."