MTL - She Came To My Concert-Chapter 61

On the other end of the phone, Zhong Ya said "Hello" a few times, and Zhu Wenshu finally recovered.

After a while, she murmured, "Is there any more?"

Zhong Ya: "What?"

"That's right, do you still have the photo?"

Zhu Wenshu scratched his head, "I think it's pretty pretty."

Zhong Ya: "..."

"Why don't you ask a photographer to take 800 pictures?"

"...you don't have to spend this money."

Zhu Wenshu smiled, "Hang up, I'll call him."

Zhong Ya didn't expect Zhu Wenshu to be so calm. She imagined that if this happened to her, she probably wouldn't even be able to hold her cell phone steadily.

"Zhu Wenshu, I finally know why I can't be with Dou Sen. Really, I understand."

"Okay, it's really hung up."

Zhu Wenshu pulled out his chair and sat down, and called Ling Chen, but no one answered.

She remembered that Ling Chen said that he would enter the recording studio this afternoon, so she turned to Ling Xingyan to play.

Within ten minutes, Zhu Wenshu called him twice but the line was busy, thinking that he should be the busiest person right now, so he stopped calling.

She reopened WeChat and looked at the photos sent by her friends, still a little puzzled.

After Ye Shaoxing was photographed, he held back for several days before releasing it, and she and Ling Chen had dinner together in the morning, so it was exposed that afternoon.

Zhu Wenshu opened Weibo while thinking about it.

She doesn't play these things very much. When she registered, she just followed some educational bloggers, and then she was stuffed with many marketing accounts.

As soon as she refreshed at this moment, the front page was almost full of photos of her and Ling Chen.

After reading a few articles, Zhu Wenshu finally understood why it was exposed so quickly.

It turned out that this was photographed by a passer-by this morning, and then it was posted on an entertainment forum, and was immediately transferred to Weibo by various marketing accounts.

No wonder there is no buffer time at all.

Zhu Wenshu propped his temples and looked at it for a long time.

These popular content are similar, the media almost all identified the person in the photo as "Student Xiaocan", only two or three marketing accounts used interrogative sentences.

Everyone doesn't seem to be shocked, the popularity is only due to the real appearance of "Xiaocan classmate".

It's a pity that he doesn't even have a face.

As for those thousands of comments, Zhu Wenshu didn't click on it once.

Although she doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, she also understands that there will be all kinds of unpleasant voices in the current Internet environment.

What if someone says that her back is not good-looking? She better not learn from Ling Chen and make things difficult for herself.

At this time, a new message came in WeChat.

[Ling Xingyan]: Teacher Zhu, all three of my mobile phones have been blown up, I will call you back later.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Well, there is no rush.

[Ling Xingyan]: Ling Chen is in the recording studio, and he will probably come out in a while. No one can enter when he is recording.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I understand, it's okay.

Ling Xingyan didn't come back, probably busy, so Zhu Wenshu didn't read any more, turned off the bell and went to the bathroom to continue washing clothes, letting the phone on the table vibrate non-stop.

It took less than an hour for her to come out after drying the sheets and quilts. In addition, she had been running around the airport all afternoon. Zhu Wenshu was a little sleepy, and fell asleep after replying messages on her mobile phone.

The night fell quietly, and the lights of Wanjia flickered slightly on the curtains.

Zhu Wenshu fell asleep quickly this time, but because it was not the time of the biological clock, she slept very restlessly and had several intermittent dreams.

When she was awakened by the mobile phone next to her face, she opened her eyes in a daze, but her consciousness had not yet returned, she only felt that her face was deformed by pressure.

After a few seconds, he glanced at the incoming call, and instead of sitting up, he lay down on the pillow to answer the call.

"Scared me."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "Scared you?"

Zhu Wenshu rubbed his eyes, his voice was exceptionally soft.

"I thought it was an earthquake."

"..."

Ling Chen raised the breath in his throat, "Are you sleeping?"

"Ok."

Zhu Wenshu said, "Woke up by the phone shake."

After waiting for a long time without hearing him speak, Zhu Wenshu sat up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I called you more than a dozen times and didn't answer."

Ling Chen sighed, "I thought you were scared and hid."

Zhu Wenshu blinked, and it took a while to realize what Ling Chen was saying.

"No, how is it possible." She chuckled lightly, "I'm not a primary school student, so I just hid when I was scared."

Hearing her relaxed tone, Ling Chen said "Oh" in a dragged tone, "But I was scared."

Zhu Wenshu: "Huh?"

"I just came out of the recording studio, and a bunch of people blocked me outside to tell me about it, and you couldn't get through on the phone, so I almost-"

He stopped suddenly, sighed and laughed lowly.

It's like laughing at yourself.

"What?" Zhu Wenshu asked, "Tell me."

"nothing."

Ling Chen's voice was very soft, "I'm a big man, it's a bit embarrassing to say it."

"..."

Zhu Wenshu sneered.

It can't be that I almost cried.

During the silence, Zhu Wenshu heard the vague background sound on the other end of the phone again, which seemed to be something like "hatch door" and "seat belt".

"Where are you?" Zhu Wenshu frowned, "On the plane?"

"Ok."

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to Jiangcheng."

"what?"

Zhu Wenshu thought carefully about the itinerary that Ling Chen told her a few days ago, and she shouldn't be coming back today.

"In a hurry?"

"Yes."

Ling Chen said casually, "I thought you were scared, why don't you rush back here."

"..."

Zhu Wenshu thought it was funny but was embarrassed to laugh, so he raised his head and let out a long breath, "No, I was already mentally prepared, I was really sleepy and fell asleep accidentally."

She grabbed the pillow and hugged it to her chest again, coaxing in a low voice, "Go to work, I'm not scared."

"It's too late, the hatch is closed, wait for me."

The notification tone of the flight announcement came again, and before hanging up the phone, Ling Chen said again, "Forget it, you don't have to wait. Go to bed early."

After the busy tone came from the receiver, Zhu Wenshu still held the phone to his ear, and smiled for a while with his lips curled up.

Afterwards, she hugged the pillow tightly and rolled on the bed a few times until her hair was messed up, before she got out of bed with her slippers on.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the sound of water flowing in the public bathroom next to it just stopped.

Ying Fei walked out lifelessly, and when she ran into Zhu Wenshu head-on, her footsteps stopped.

She looked Zhu Wenshu up and down, and saw that her hair was messy, there was a red mark on her face, and her clothes were wrinkled.

"you…"

After Ying Fei's expression froze for a few seconds, she seemed to understand something.

More than two hours ago, she also saw the photo of Ling Chen hanging out with the woman holding hands, but she was immersed in her own emotions at that time, and had no space to think about her roommate.

Seeing her description now made her even more certain of her thoughts.

The same people who collapsed in the end of the world.

"Ugh."

Ying Fei reached out to her, "Hug you."

Zhu Wenshu: "?"

She looked at Ying Fei in confusion, didn't understand what she meant, but felt that she must have had a bad time these few days, so she raised her hand in a dazed expression, "Hug, hug."

"I know you don't feel well either."

Ying Fei hugged her in her arms and patted her on the back lightly, "It's okay, there are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world."

Zhu Wenshu: "...Huh?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that the two of us would feel sorry for each other." Ying Fei sighed heavily, "Stop thinking about Ling Chen, love the next one."

"..."

Zhu Wenshu didn't keep up with Ying Fei's brain circuit, and was dazed for a while before understanding what she meant, "I don't like the next one."

Ying Fei shook her head, didn't say anything else, took her hand and went to the living room.

"You haven't had dinner yet." She opened the takeaway that just arrived on the table, "I ordered a lot, let's eat together."

It happened that Zhu Wenshu didn't have dinner yet, so he sat down in a daze.

I don't know if it's because everyone is in the same misery, but Ying Fei suddenly wanted to confide in Zhu Wenshu, and started talking when she opened the takeaway.

"Actually, it's not the first time my house has collapsed." She said weakly, "Fen Yanze, who was worse than Ye Shaoxing before, actually announced his relationship on his birthday, and we prepared a birthday surprise for him like a fool .”

"But after thinking about it, he is already thirty years old, so he is relieved."

Ying Fei took out the disposable chopsticks, just picked up a piece of beef, and suddenly raised her voice and said, "But Ye Shaoxing! He's only twenty-one!"

Zhu Wenshu, who had just eaten a piece of potato, almost choked in fright.

"…what?"

"Does he have any brains?! Twenty-one years old!" Ying Fei's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, "Did you fall in love when your career was rising, do you really think that you don't need to take your fans seriously?! "

"If it weren't for us fans spending money on him to manipulate sales data, would he be where he is today?!"

"As for the yogurt he endorsed, I didn't even lick it on the ground last time! Do you really think that your sales are bought by passers-by?!"

"Forget it, how many songs has he figured out by himself in the past two years since his debut? Every time the studio said there was a surprise, we thought it was a new song and a new stage, but it turned out that it was a variety show and a TV series after the official announcement. Is it an idol?"

Zhu Wenshu was taken aback when he heard this, and forgot to chew the potatoes.

Is the water so deep between fans and idols?

"The worst thing is—"

With a "snap", Ying Fei broke the chopsticks, "Guess what happened to the Bulgari necklace we gave him?"

Zhu Wenshu: "What's the matter?"

"He actually gave it to his precious girlfriend!"

Ying Fei gritted her teeth and said, "A few days ago, I saw Tian Youqing wearing this in an airport photo shoot, and thought it was the same style, but it turned out to be the one we gave you!"

Infected by the atmosphere, Zhu Wenshu nodded in unison, and handed Ying Fei new chopsticks.

How can this be? Even if you're not a fan, gifts from friends can't be passed on to others, right?

Suddenly, she thought of something, looked down at her left hand, and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Just as Ying Fei was about to take the chopsticks that Zhu Wenshu handed over, she quickly withdrew her hand.

"how?"

"fine."

Zhu Wenshu put his hands under the table, and hid the bracelet Ling Chen gave her in his sleeve.

She remembered that Ling Chen said that it was free of money, so it must have been a gift from fans, right?

Ying Fei didn't care, and went on to say: "He coaxed us to live frugally and spend money for him, but in the end he used our money to support his girlfriend. He really thinks we are being taken advantage of?!"

"Besides, since the video broke out on Monday, he hasn't come out to respond. He even canceled the scheduled live broadcast. He really doesn't care about our fans!"

"..."

Zhu Wen was dumbfounded.

Is it so serious?

"Oh, forget it."

Ying Fei closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "After all, he is young, and we voted for his debut one by one. If he can turn around and find his way back, I'll just quietly get rid of my fans."

Zhu Wenshu scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me about you."

After Ying Fei poured out the bitter water, she raised her chin to Zhu Wenshu, "How are you feeling now?"

I'm in a...good mood.

But looking at Ying Fei's disheartened face, Zhu Wenshu didn't dare to say that.

"I feel a little complicated."

"Is it because you are worried that Ling Chen will not be able to accept it directly?"

As someone who has experienced it, Ying Fei understood very well, "But don't worry, it is impossible for Ling Chen to disclose it."

"what?"

Zhu Wenshu asked, "Why?"

"Didn't he attract a lot of fans with the frigid personality? Can he be willing to part with this personality?"

Ying Fei sneered, "If he dares to make it public, I will immediately change my Weibo ID, which has been famous all over the Internet for many years in the fan circle, to Ling Chen's dog!"

"Not at all!"

Zhu Wenshu waved his hands again and again, and when he wanted to say something more, Ying Fei's cell phone rang suddenly.

She glanced at the screen, her gaze suddenly froze, and the knuckles of her knuckles holding the phone turned white.

"You, give me a hand." Ying Fei stretched out her hand tremblingly, and grabbed Zhu Wenshu's hand, "My friend said that Ye Shaoxing responded."

Zhu Wenshu didn't care about Ye Shaoxing, but Ying Fei made him a little nervous.

She swallowed, staring at Ying Fei's cell phone.

Ying Fei took a deep breath, opened Weibo and refreshed it, the first one was Ye Shaoxing's latest Weibo.

@叶邵星v: Ms. Hetian is just a good friend, don’t think too much, I will always be your star [爱心][爱心][爱心]

Zhu Wenshu didn't know Ye Shaoxing at all, and he didn't feel anything special when he saw this Weibo.

It's just that the hand holding her was getting stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to crush her palm.

In the next second, Ying Fei closed her eyes tightly and sighed heavily, and at the same time let go of Zhu Wenshu's hand.

There was no emotion in her eyes, only confusion remained.

In fact, although she lived like a walking dead these days, she was already mentally prepared.

Just waiting for Ye Shaoxing to announce his love affair is considered a pleasure for her, and she will be a passerby from now on.

But she never expected that Ye Shaoxing would deny all of this under such solid evidence.

It was also at this moment that Ying Fei realized that this was the real fatal stab. It hurt so much that she could only think about it - what kind of scum did she like in the past two years?

Zhu Wenshu sensed that Ying Fei might be in a bad mood, so he quickly said, "Don't look at it, don't look at it."

She reached out to take away Ying Fei's phone, but Ying Fei squeezed it subconsciously. While tugging, the Weibo interface slid down, and the two of them fixed their eyes again.

Just as Ye Shaoxing clarified that the next post on Weibo was a Weibo from Ling Chen reposted by a marketing account.

@令晨: Yes, I have waited for my classmate Xiaocan.

The picture is very simple, it is two hands clasped, and the sleeves are the same as in the photo exposed this morning.