Chapter 22: The Phone ...... That person

"Tai Yu!" The voice was categorical, as if he had already made up his mind.

Hearing this, Zheng Xika's face showed an unsurprising expression.

"You know Li Ouch, so it's no surprise that you know and like Tai Yu, after all, the two are the hottest female singers in recent years. Zheng Sika said.

So......

Is this Tae-yeo the same Kim Tae-yeo as Lee Ouch?

Oh, I think about what it looks like.

A very delicate ...... came to Lin Cang's mind Childlike.

Is this the empress's old man?

Wait a minute!

Lawyer Lin suddenly caught a loophole in Zheng Xika's words.

The hottest female singer in recent years?

Didn't she say that she didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry?

Lin Cang's eyes looked at Zheng Xika, who was wandering out of the world.

So this man, a dead duck with a hard mouth.

obviously pays attention to his former teammates, but he doesn't say anything.

It's a very emotional person.,It's not as cold as it seems on the surface.。

Without exposing Zheng Xika, Lin Cang opened his mouth and said: "Jin Taiyun can be the captain at such a young age, you sisters can't do it." ”

Zheng Xika looked at Lin Cang with a strange expression.

"Kim Tae-yeon, small?"

"Uh...... Isn't it?" Lin Cang blinked, Jin Taeyun looked very small, small, small, small-faced, young......

Is there something wrong?

"Do you know how many years I've been?"

Lin Cang shook his head decisively, he couldn't even remember how many years Milk Cha Lun was, how could he remember Zheng Xika's birthday.

"I'm in April '89. Zheng Sika said with a look of "I know you don't know".

"Hey, we're in the same year! Lin Cang said in surprise.

Zheng Sika smiled, and smiled quite happily.

"Tai Yu is March 9th of 89, you have to call her, angry that~~"

“O_o？”

Lin Cang was struck by lightning, and people were stupid.

March 9, '89......

March 9 ......

March 9......

March 9......

......

Nine......

Lie down in a big groove!

"She's like that, you tell me she's eight or nine years old??? she's a day older than me???"

Looking at Lin Cang's expression of disbelief, Zheng Xika was secretly refreshed.

She was cool, and Lin Cang vomited.

A little girl in her early twenties was suddenly told that this is a big sister, and you want to shout angry.

Who can withstand this?

"Actually, you won't be mistaken when you look at Tai Yu's recent album photos, what you should be looking at is the previous photos. At that time, she did look small. Zheng Sika said.

Lin Cang was no longer interested in caring about her, and she once again exposed her concern about the entertainment industry.

Kim Tae-yeon, March 9, '89......

This reminded Lin Cang of an anti-Japanese drama.

A little kid who looked like he was seven or eight years old, holding a Mauser and pointing at the devil.

"Your grandfather, I'm twenty-eight!"

？？？

＠(￣-￣)＠

"Mouthful. Lin Cang sighed, always admitting that some people are naturally beautiful.

"Thirty years old, with a twenty-year-old face...... You think you're Kana Hanazawa. Lin Cang complained.

"Who is Kana Hanazawa?" asked Zheng Xika curiously.

"Nothing, a thirty-year-old singer who sings with a twenty-year-old face and a ten-year-old voice. ”

Zheng Sika: "......"

What kind of person is this, Ako who sounds so powerful.

"I really want to see with my own eyes what this Nuna, who is a day older than me, looks like. Lin Cang said.

Zheng Xika's expression moved.

"You want to see Tae-yeon's concert?"

"Concert?" Lin Cang was stunned for a moment, "I don't have a ticket......

Lin Cang paused and looked at Zheng Xika.

This guy should be able to get a ticket, right?

"If you want to go, I can get you a ticket. Zheng Sika said with a smile, but there was a little bit of ...... hidden under the smile Expect?

"There was always a sense of conspiracy. Lin Canghu looked at Zheng Xika suspiciously, "However, I haven't been to anything else except for my Brother Lun's concert, okay, if you can get it, get me one." ”

"No problem. Zheng Sika smiled and agreed.

"I'm looking forward to the concert of the Queen of Korean Solo. Lin Cang touched his chin and muttered.

"But let me explain first, the nearest airport concerts are all in Osaka, and you may have to go abroad. Zheng Sika said.

"It's okay, I don't have much to do every day, RB is close, it's easy to go back and forth. Lin Cang said nonchalantly.

"It's really a gentleman's demeanor. Zheng Xika complained.

"I'm a lawyer, okay? Have you ever seen a gentleman with a lawyer's certificate?" Lin Cang said unhappily.

"Got it, got it, Barrister Lin. Zheng Xika is helpless, why does this guy keep emphasizing that he is a lawyer?

"It's good to know!" Lin Cang glared and said arrogantly.

Zheng Sika laughed.

......

The two chatted, and the party passed quickly, Lin Cang was not the protagonist, he and Zheng Xika ate and drank and chatted throughout the whole process, and two hours passed like this.

Sending Zheng Xika back to the hotel, Lin Cang went home.

The hotel where Zheng Sika stayed.

Half past ten in the evening.

After washing, Zheng Xika changed into pajamas and sat on the bed, with his mobile phone in front of him, his eyes complicated.

"I'm helping Lin Cang get concert tickets, I'm helping people get tickets, it's not that I'm calling, I'm helping people call......" Zheng Xika's mouth was broken, but his hands just didn't move.

After reading for a long time, he finally picked up the phone with hesitation, opened the address book, slid down, slid to the letter T, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar name, Zheng Xika was silent.

Memories of the past flashed through my mind like auditory hallucinations.

He sighed and put the phone back down.

I still can't make a phone call.

"Sleep. Shaking his head, Zheng Sika lay down.

Five minutes later......

"No, I promised Lin Cang, I can't break my promise. Zheng Xika sat up sharply and muttered to himself.

"Let's call. Zheng Sika picked up the phone, opened the address book, and slid to T.

Stare......

"Hmm...... I'll still ask for tickets, and I'll talk about it tomorrow, anyway, the next concert is the 22nd, and it's still early. Zheng Xika put the phone down and lay down again.

Turn off the lights.

Three minutes later......

Turn over.

Another three minutes......

Turn over.

For another three minutes......

He sat up violently, turned on the light, picked up his phone, opened the address book, gritted his teeth, and pressed it.

Airplanes......

Within two seconds, the phone started calling.

Airplanes......

Staring at the phone that was being called, Zheng Xika's breathing was a little short, and his face looked a little nervous.

Airplanes......

Honk.

Connected.

Take a deep breath and place the earpiece to your ear.

"Hey, hello. ”

A glutinous voice with a slightly puzzled tone came from the earpiece.

The moment Zheng Sika heard this voice, his whole person suddenly relaxed.

Perhaps, the difference is just an opportunity.