When Linyin heard her words, he was in a happy mood, he really didn't know what gift to give a girl.

Originally, I thought about listening to Gao Suke's suggestion to search for the newly listed shoes and clothes in the United States and send them back on a charter plane, but now it seems to be much easier.

"What gift?"

"I want to put on the guitar. Just the classical guitar, you can look at the style, I don't have any specific requirements. ”

Jiang Shengjiu really didn't have any requirements, for her in the past, instruments such as guitar or piano and violin were only used to serve her singing.

Now, she is about to transform from a singer to a creator.

Plagiarism or not, don't say such frustrating words, anyway, there are no pop songs in this world.

In the future, she is also ready to shoulder the film variety show career.

Too high a moral requirement is simply a matter of being fed.

"Okay, have you eaten?" Linyin asked.

Gao Suke, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had already pricked up his ears, and he really couldn't imagine his boss talking like an ordinary person on the phone and asking - Have you eaten - such down-to-earth words.

Gao Zhu couldn't imagine that Jiang Shengjiu was fine, just like when she called her friend and said: If you are free, come and rub mahjong and something like that is the same.

This kind of high-level greeting appears in the circle of friends where divas, actors, and actresses gather, and most people can't imagine it.

"I'm ready to sleep. By the way, when is that music school going? I'm going to get moldy when I'm at home. Jiang Shengjiu lay on the soft bed, deeply feeling that his limbs were wailing that he didn't want to move at all.

People can't lie down, and once you lie down, you will find how comfortable it is to lie down.

Linyin knows that today's children always have to look at the outside world, just like Linwen.

But he really didn't dare to guarantee that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Xiao Jiu who had not yet made up his mind would do anything if he told him that he wanted to have a boyfriend in the future.

There was no way to ask her about what didn't happen, so she had to reply: "In a week, when I go back, I'll talk to the principal over there." I'll go with you. ”

Jiang Shengjiu wanted to refuse when he heard that he was going to go to the interview with him, but thinking about his underage status and his broken voice, he really didn't have the confidence to pass the interview at the Conservatory of Music.

"Okay, then you can rest early. Ah, right. Jiang Shengjiu suddenly thought of the mobile phone number he had given Wen Tingyue before.

"What's wrong?"

"No... It's nothing. Jiang Shengjiu shook his head, and now he won't admit himself if he says no.

Then he changed the subject and said, "It's my father, I... I don't remember at all, don't you know him? Can I tell him that I want to meet him these days? ”

Jiang Jiancheng has never been able to see him, and he has always been unsteady in his heart, and he doesn't know what conflicts Jiang Shengjiu had with his father before, and he has always had an urge to see him in his heart.

"Okay, I'll tell him, I'll give you his number later." Linyin said, paused, and added: "Xiao Jiu, no matter what happens, you have to remember that I'm by your side, okay?" ”

Jiang Shengjiu is now immune to the earthy love words in Linyin, which is comparable to that in idol dramas, and he doesn't know what will happen to him when he wants to meet Jiang Shengjiu's father.

She feels that Linyin always feels awkward when she talks about love, and if there is a level of flirting skills, Linyin is probably a rookie.

"Uh-huh, good! You'll always be my warmest harbor, okay. Jiang Shengjiu wanted to treat him in the way of others, and wanted to disgust him.

"yes, okay."

“....”