Chapter 10, we went to the concert

Yang Xiaoguang swallowed hard and leaned towards the control panel

Yang Xiaoguang believes that the future of the young man is limitless. However, the crowd here is large and the eyes are many, making it quite dangerous. He has already been recognized, and many of the journalists in this city are literary youths who may be lurking around. Therefore, she is dragging Pan Yilun to move towards a less crowded area, while keeping a vigilant eye on her surroundings to guard against any familiar journalists.

Yang Xiaoguang's mind felt like a plain struck by countless lightning bolts, exploding with thunder, buzzing in his ears, stimulating the neural pathways of his brain

It is unclear whether it is the light or the moonlight that stretches their shadows long. Yang Xiaoguang gazes at the shadow and sighs with emotion: "Being young is truly wonderful, in the early twenties, the prime of youth. But I am approaching thirty."

Yang Xiaoguang let out a low "ah" without him hearing. It turns out that children from poor families mature early.

Compared to you, I feel old

On the day of the concert, Pan Yilun waited in the lobby on the first floor of the office building for Yang Xiaoguang as agreed. He also brought a large bag of snacks, including potato chips and drinks

Yang Xiaoguang's chopsticks paused above the cold dish of bitter melon, and she felt a bit of difficulty in breathing, yet she asked: "Why are you investigating him?"

The idols performed three encores, and they were touched by the enthusiasm of the local audience, realizing that the non-mainstream band was not neglected at all in this mainstream city. After their passionate performance, they remarked that they felt "very green"

They arranged to meet at a local cuisine restaurant near the Huangpu River. This was a well-chosen place. Yang Xiaoguang sat by the window, gazing at the Huangpu River, and in her heart, she thought that this time, it truly felt like she had jumped into the Huangpu River and could never wash it clean.

Yang Xiaoguang was extremely hungry, so she first picked up a piece and took a bite. The seven-tenths cooked egg, the thoroughly baked ham, the aroma of cheese, and the fragrance of lettuce made her feel that her hunger was instantly compensated

Forget it, forget it. Yang Xiaoguang sighed, "Many things are beyond our control."

Yang Xiaoguang murmured: "It seems that Shanghai men are more capable of doing housework than women."

Pan Yilun sighed, took a ballpoint pen out of his pocket, and handed it to her.

Yang Xiaoguang unexpectedly had no response to such gossip topics, focusing solely on eating. Fang Zhu, however, showed some reaction, hesitating to speak, but upon glancing at Yang Xiaoguang, chose not to voice it.

However, the young boy did not smile, which made her feel uneasy. Pan Yilun, who stood beside her, seemed unable to let go of many worries, his brows furrowed, gradually appearing more mature.

Yang Xiaoguang was at a loss for words. Since Fang Zhu had said it this way, she could no longer press the issue and could only wait anxiously for the end of the workday.

Old Chen brought over the morning newspaper to clarify for her: "How could you be so careless? You were actually photographed by the paparazzi."

Yang Xiaoguang glanced at him, feeling her face flush for some unknown reason, and her heart was somewhat uneasy. She cast a sidelong glance at Fang Zhu, who explained: "Lawyer Mo doesn't have to work overtime today, and it's rare for everyone to gather together for such a gloomy matter."

"Yes, it is that tacky." Pan Yilun was trapped in darkness, the swaying light flickering before his eyes, rendering everything about him unknowable. He should have been laughing, saying, "No matter how many fans they have, they cannot compare to those who are currently popular; their strength determines their position. I know my own worth."

At 00:00 on the year 2000, the television broadcasted the celebration crowd at Times Square in New York, have I ever seen you?

It lacks a distinct image

Mo Bei and Fang Zhu both laughed, and Mo Bei said, "Be careful not to bump into the door panel"

He over there chuckled softly and said, "I am not joking, Yang Xiaoguang, and you are not sleepwalking either"

Pan Yilun smiled and said, "It's all right."

They are so irresponsible, this is a violation of human rights! Yang Xiaoguang exclaimed with indignation

Philip said nothing, merely nodded at her with a concerned expression

Before getting into the car, Pan Yilun said: "But everything is developing in a positive direction; at least I have shed the identity of a nightclub worker."

He still does not avoid it, his temper is exceptionally good, allowing her to bully him. She then recklessly reaches out, messes up his hair, and laughs: "This is a bit more ordinary."

Indeed, upon arriving at "Afternoon Red Tea," the owner and the waitstaff were busy preparing to close for the day

You are not that old

In martial arts novels, there is often a saying: "Even a grain of rice can shine with brilliance. Not everyone can become a pearl."

A significant figure is, after all, a significant figure; having seen many spectacles, they are no longer surprised. After a brief moment of daze, they still signed their name elegantly on a napkin, then turned gracefully, leaving them with a magnificent silhouette.

Yang Xiaoguang pointed out: "It seems that someone over there has recognized you"

They walked side by side, the night breeze was slightly cool, and there were few people and cars.

Yang Xiaoguang did not pay much attention; she merely expressed the excitement within her heart. She said, "You will shine brightly like them in the future"

After some contemplation, her heart grew a little stronger; she stood up abruptly, unyielding despite the countless trials she had faced

She asked, "They must be closing for the day, right?"

"What happened?" Pan Yilun grasped her flailing hand

He hung up the phone

He said: "But only three years old."

They are temporarily unable to hail a taxi, so they have no choice but to walk together in the night breeze. The phoenix trees have sprouted new branches, full of vitality. The streetlights twinkle like stars, and the world is so tranquil that it seems to consist of only the two of them

Pan Yilun did not know when he raised his head, looking at her, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, smiling. He cut the other half of the sandwich in front of him into two and pushed it towards her.

Yang Xiaoguang felt melancholic, sighing deeply in the car. The driver, noticing this, teased her: "Have you just broken up with your boyfriend and already started to miss him? Hurry up and make a call!"

He Zhi Xuan looked up at her and said, "Don't take it to heart." It turned out that the leader was also aware.

Pan Yilun found it difficult to refuse, so he could only nod. The artistic young woman was very pleased and found a notebook for him to sign. Originally, the notebook was meant for the signature of her idol at the concert, but now she unexpectedly gained the signature of a future star, which was a delightful surprise from attending the concert

"You shouldn't say that participating in the competition is entirely for money; that would be so vulgar," Yang Xiaoguang couldn't help but turn to look at him

The wind began to blow fiercely, as a car approached at high speed. Yang Xiaoguang was oblivious to it and instead walked further towards the edge. Pan Yilun pulled her back onto the sidewalk and said, "Yang Xiaoguang, you can't keep being so absent-minded like this."

Yang Xiaoguang felt quite satisfied after this late-night snack. Pan Yilun tidied up the items in the shop and locked the door.

Upon arriving at the company, her colleagues looked at her with peculiar expressions and whispered among themselves incessantly. Yang Xiaoguang was puzzled and took a mirror to check her face, everything seemed fine

What happened

Yang Xiaoguang clutched a napkin and squeezed a ballpoint pen, instantly moving at a speed equivalent to a 50-meter sprint to the front of a certain gate at the gymnasium

"How can you journalists do this?" Yang Xiaoguang said again

"No, no." Yang Xiaoguang said with a silly smile, feeling somewhat embarrassed

What does it mean to be in a complete mess

Fang Zhu arrived before her, displaying an attitude of apology, with a face full of gloom. She said, "I only discovered this morning that this news carried my name"

So sharp and candid, Yang Xiaoguang was momentarily taken aback in the darkness, then patted him on the shoulder, sincerely wanting to offer him encouragement: "You are great, the audience can see it."

She looked a bit dazed, her face flushed, and she lowered her head to drink the juice. The juice was very sweet, its sweetness reaching her heart from the tip of her tongue. She pursed her lips, savoring it sip by sip.

Yang Xiaoguang felt a bit more spirited and, wanting to liven up the atmosphere, said: "A pleasant dinner, considerate friends, life is still very beautiful! Everyone, relax."

Yang Xiaoguang adjusted his glasses: "The more one tries to cover it up, the more it becomes evident"

The attendance rate in the gymnasium is not particularly high, yet it does not hinder the atmosphere in the darkness from gradually becoming fervent. As the idol on stage makes their debut, the audience below offers immense encouragement and support, leading to a shared frenzy between the stage and the audience.

Yang Xiaoguang took out a mirror to examine her remaining makeup. The mascara had been washed away by tears, and the blush was nowhere to be found. Her nose and forehead were shiny with oil, and the old scar on her forehead was even more conspicuous.

Fang Zhu then said: "Of course it wouldn't be He Zhixuan, he is not that foolish to know that Pan Yilun has a tainted background and still take the risk of reckless hype."

Yang Xiaoguang thought that by delivering goods and fixing a sound system, he could become familiar with the restaurant owner, indicating that he was not someone lacking in social skills and had some abilities. However, he still held her hand tightly, and she pondered how to pull her hand away from his grip. She also considered that this misunderstanding was significant and how to explain to this completely unfamiliar passerby that they were not in any romantic relationship.

On this day, Yang Xiaoguang wore a leather jacket, which made her movements inconvenient. When the beat started, she wanted to sway to the rhythm, so she took off the jacket. Underneath, she wore a fitted sweater that accentuated her body curves

Pan Yilun simply asked her, "What do you want to eat?" He opened the refrigerator and immediately spotted the ham and eggs, then inquired, "Shall we make sandwiches?"

I did not expect there to be such a sincere segment reminiscing about another idol

Pan Yilun pushed the door open and, upon seeing him, the boss greeted him with a smile, saying, "What brings you here at this time?"

A glance from the corner of her eye caught the column labeled "Reporter" and her anger flared up. Ignoring Old Chen for the moment, she picked up the phone and dialed Fang Zhu.

So it turns out that you all love everything about the house and its surroundings

Pan Yilun said: "Bread should be more authentic when served cold, but since the weather is cool, I think it is better for you to eat it hot"

Yang Xiaoguang is striving to regain his thoughts and voice: "Shota, don't joke around, I might have a heart attack"

Yang Xiaoguang continued, "The organizers are truly terrible and very snobbish. The selected pieces and the program booklet are all related to another person, providing us, a group of people immersed in the past and unable to awaken, with an opportunity to dream"

Pan Yilun, feeling uneasy, followed closely behind her. He watched as she braked in front of a thin man wearing glasses and smoking a cigarette, who was leaning in the shadow of the porch. In a tone that seemed to be both extremely excited and desperately restrained, she exclaimed, "I admire you so much, could you please give me your autograph?" After saying this, she held out a napkin beneath the man's nose

Yang Xiaoguang took a deep breath, and then her stomach unexpectedly growled. Pan Yilun heard it and suppressed a laugh. Yang Xiaoguang glared at him, and he adjusted his glasses.

Many people are unable to obtain it

She really couldn't think of where to eat, so Pan Yilun said, "Why not just go to 'Afternoon Tea'? It will be convenient for you to go home afterwards"

Yang Xiaoguang looked up at him, feeling as if he was born under the favor of the Goddess of Childbirth. The handsome man in front of her took off his glasses, revealing a flawless face, with skin that remained pure and devoid of any shine, making her feel as if she could die from admiration.

She originally thought that only Mo Bei looked good in glasses, but she did not expect that a young boy could also look very handsome in glasses, with a refined and elegant demeanor, resembling a scholarly young man.

The bitter melon in Yang Xiaoguang's mouth was not crushed, the red dates were not sweet enough, and he was filled with an indescribable anguish, to the point that he spoke less.

Fang Zhu said, "I am truly sorry, A Guang." She paused, "Since becoming a journalist, I have wanted everything to rely on my own abilities. Over the years, I have risen early and stayed up late, competing for news and reporting, while also taking additional courses. I do not smoke, do not drink, do not do drugs, do not accept bribes for soft articles, nor do I affiliate with the advertising department for extra income. I want to work in this field with integrity, fairness, and justice, but despite all precautions, such things still happen. Regardless, my name is next to this report, and I owe you an apology." She smiled bitterly, "After all these years, I have become immune to many things, but one careless mistake still got my feet wet, dragging down an old friend."

Pan Yilun indulged her, simply asking: "Where shall we go to eat?"

Yang Xiaoguang was taken aback and hurriedly waved her hand, but unexpectedly, Pan Yilun grasped her hand firmly: "It's late for the concert, and I'm a bit hungry. I just need to borrow your kitchen and some ingredients; we will clean up after we're done cooking." He turned to look at her, truly resembling someone asking their girlfriend, "What do you feel like eating?"

Yang Xiaoguang glanced at Pan Yilun, who lowered his head again. His hair, having just been tugged by her, fell down, and the tips of his brows and the bridge of his nose were subtly illuminated, creating a pleasing sight at all times

What is this considered a major issue? He entered a juvenile education center at the age of fifteen, and later, due to his good behavior and having saved someone while there, he was released early. Such a record can be easily verified.

Yang Xiaoguang stuck out her tongue, thinking to herself that she had just been pretending to be an elder, and now she had become careless again.

This was completely unplanned, and she had no experience at all. She was taken aback, holding her phone, unsure of how to respond

Yang Xiaoguang nodded and waved goodbye to them

The shop owner truly regarded them as a pair of affectionate lovers. After finishing the closing duties, he retreated with a few of his associates, and before leaving, he reminded Pan Yilun: "There is a guest room at the back!"

Yang Xiaoguang, standing in front of him, was inexplicably leaning on the railing of the stands. He was unprepared for her sudden display of emotion, only noticing her shoulders gently shaking. He thought to himself, could she be crying? Why would she be crying? He handed her a napkin.

Yang Xiaoguang said: "Therefore, in order to compensate for my guilt towards them and to express my gratitude for their commemoration of my idol, I have decided to wholeheartedly love them after this song." She then picked up the glow stick again and, with all her might, began to wave it, singing along with the idols on stage, determined to be a professional fan at this concert

Pan Yilun continued, "The training session is tomorrow, and I think I need to make an appointment with you first. Well, you already know, so let's leave it at that for now. We can discuss it further when we both have time."

Yang Xiaoguang received a love confession for the second time, over the phone

Shouldn't one first endure hardship before enjoying sweetness

Pan Yilun was preparing a beverage, having made a mixed fresh fruit juice, and handed it to Yang Xiaoguang, saying: "When extinguishing the fire at night, consuming too much is harmful to health"

The next day, the injury on Yang Xiaoguang's forehead was almost invisible; with a touch of concealer, it completely vanished without a trace. However, the wind from last night still lingered in her heart, leaving her in a state of melancholy, filled with a sense of helpless nostalgia.

The boss shrugged and said, "It's all closed up now." As he turned his gaze, he spotted Yang Xiaoguang and smiled suggestively, "Oh! You brought your girlfriend along?"

At this moment, she felt flustered and restless

His candidness left Yang Xiaoguang at a loss for words, and all he could say was: "Keep it up! Tomorrow will be better"

Fortunately, Mary is paying the salary, which can be considered as earning money for work

Yang Xiaoguang looked at him and smiled, and to his surprise, he shyly smiled back

Pan Yilun asked: "Are you still open? I would like to order two sandwiches"

Pan Yilun watched her dance again in front of him. He gazed at the back of her head, wondering how someone with an ordinary appearance and average figure could be like this. Yet, he remained silent.

Yang Xiaoguang gazed at the napkin, casting one glance, two glances, three or four glances, with a face full of contentment and happiness

Pan Yilun smiled in the darkness, this is Yang Xiaoguang. She is honest and open, pure and lovely, always displaying her genuine feelings on her face. He thought, she truly has not changed at all

Subordinates like her who cause disruptions to official matters will surely give the higher-ups a headache

After the noise subsided, Pan Yilun slowly said: "Some people's choices are beyond their control. When I was young, I did not study well; while you were diligently pursuing your studies, I was wasting my precious time. When I truly needed to strive, I realized that time could no longer wait for me, and there were many things I could not accomplish in time." He turned his head, looked at her intently, and said, "In this world, there has never been a remedy for regret, so one must pay the price."

Yang Xiaoguang took it and pressed it against the corner of his eye

Fortunately, it was an artistic young woman who recognized him, very elegant and cultured. After observing from a distance for a long time, she timidly approached and asked, "Are you Pan Yilun from No. 13?"

The sky has darkened, and passersby hurriedly return home, with no one paying them any particular attention. They called for a car and smoothly arrived at the stadium, which was bustling with people. Pan Yilun, wearing non-prescription glasses, found it much more difficult to conceal himself.

The manuscript was personally brought to me by the editor-in-chief of the entertainment section, who said that someone had given him this news and mentioned that our newspaper was familiar with me, allowing my name to be used so that I could earn this bonus. The editor-in-chief saw the selling point and, without considering the consequences, published it. He only informed me about it this morning after the issue was released.

This statement caught Yang Xiaoguang's attention, and her heart began to race. She asked, "What does it mean to have a tainted background? Although he used to work in a nightclub over in Gubei, he doesn't do that anymore!"

She grimaced and said, "My image is completely ruined"

Yang Xiaoguang was still dazed as he looked at the name on the napkin: "The greatest lyricist of this dynasty, styled Jinshan, known as the Lyric Overlord, commonly referred to as Lin Jinshan. This is the first idol autograph I have ever received in my life! What a gain!"

Yang Xiaoguang did not turn back, only shaking his head: "No, everyone truly loves them, and also loves another who is no longer here. Because even if the other is rare, there are only scattered fragments to reminisce about, and every opportunity is hard to come by. This is truly unfortunate"

Yang Xiaoguang stood at the crossroads, looking around. A gust of wind blew by, causing her to hunch her shoulders slightly. He was right behind her, opening her small jacket and shaking it out. When she turned her head, she saw the jacket spread open and instinctively reached her hand inside. He smoothed out the shoulder area for her, doing it so naturally that she remained completely unaware.

But the lights suddenly turned on, and the audience gradually exited the venue

The length is not large, one quarter, the photo is beautiful, it captures the moment when Pan Yilun was holding her on site, revealing that he had been protecting her from behind all along. The photo is sharply focused, Pan Yilun's face is clearly discernible, while her face is blurred. At least it was not completely overexposed

Yang Xiaoguang covered her chest, frowned, and said: "Could it be that our leader is conspiring with 'Qili'?"

Fang Zhu said: "Don't think too much about that matter, it's just a trivial issue, and the public will forget it in a few days"

The man was caught off guard, his cigarette trembling in his mouth as he stared at the napkin in front of him, watching for one second, two seconds, three, four seconds.

The bamboo on that side seemed to have been waiting for her call for a long time, and the tone was quite indignant, saying: "You can do whatever you want, I don't even know how it came to this, let's discuss it over dinner tonight, I need to understand the situation first"

Pan Yilun laughed at her: "Such a nickname, you could come up with it, little madwoman"

Fang Zhu was also troubled and feeling downcast. Only Mo Bei made light of the situation, saying: "This piece of gossip is not necessarily a bad thing; appropriate exposure for newcomers can easily lead to rising fame. It's just a common tactic used in the entertainment industry."

The crowd in the venue had mostly dispersed, the instruments on stage had been dismantled, and the gymnasium was becoming increasingly quiet, seemingly brighter as well. She could see the ambiguous smile on Pan Yilun's face, which made her feel even more embarrassed. She thought, why am I so concerned about my image in front of a boy younger than me? He is just a young lad!

Pan Yilun set up the grill and frying pan, and soon an enticing aroma wafted through the air

Pan Yilun was astonished

Indeed, this is also capital

Pan Yilun lowered his head to drink tea, then continued, "I will be going to the suburbs for training tomorrow"

Where are the paper and pen? Did he not bring the paper and pen with him? Yang Xiaoguang reached into his pocket again

After a while, he said: "Yang Xiaoguang, I like you"

Pan Yilun asked, "Yang Xiaoguang, are you listening?"

He glanced a few times, began to feel hot, then turned his face away, followed by taking off his outer jacket, and brought over the small jacket she was holding.

I see. Pan Yilun said: "So many people have ulterior motives beyond the wine."

Yang Xiaoguang thought that some misunderstandings needed to be clarified, as she was not one to easily spread rumors. She said, "Why is the owner of this shop so gossipy? I won't have the face to come here for a meal again"

I said, how can you do this? Someone is willing to go to great lengths for a friend, while you stab a friend in the back for an old lover

Pan Yilun nodded slightly. As the vehicle moved, he also moved, and his shadow gradually faded into the night.

Yes

Yang Xiaoguang laughed heartily: "In the words of our predecessors, this world belongs to us, and it also belongs to you, but ultimately it still belongs to you young people." She patted the young man's shoulder and encouraged him in the tone of an elder, "Although the work you are doing now may not be satisfying, there will always be opportunities!"

Yang Xiaoguang thought, if only it were somnambulism

Yang Xiaoguang looked around and then smiled, saying: "Indeed, there are quite a few who 'love the house and its crow.' Look at our group, our feelings are complex, and our attitudes are ambiguous. The dedicated fans in this gym will have something to criticize after tomorrow; they will say we are occupying their territory and that we are merely capable of wishful thinking, not knowing how long we will be subjected to public condemnation. However, Zhengtai, you should treat your fans a little better in the future. The love in this world, apart from that of parents for their children, is as pure and selfish as that of fans for their idols."

At lunchtime, she suddenly noticed that He Zhixuan was actually sitting together with Philip, which truly surprised her

Indeed quite attentive

At that moment, an empty taxi finally arrived, which was hailed by Pan Yilun, who then opened the car door for her

The power of the atomic bomb is no different.

She asked, but Pan Yilun did not respond from the other end, only a prolonged silence followed, and she accompanied it.

By the time Pan Yilun turned around again, the sandwich was already prepared and placed in front of Yang Xiaoguang, exuding an enticing aroma that made her mouth water

She exclaimed, "Shota, your skills are undeniable; this is the best sandwich I have ever eaten in my life"

The meal ended in a state of disarray, as Mo Bei prepared Tchaikovsky, first escorting Yang Xiaoguang and then Fang Zhu home, with Yang Xiaoguang's home being the first stop.

The finals are approaching, you must ensure your condition and not overexert yourself

The boss smiled and said: "It's a small matter, I will cover all the materials. Since the future superstar helped me fix the difficult FM Acoustic, I should show my appreciation. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can bring me a hundred signed photos another day."

Pan Yilun asked her: "Why is he called Lin Jinshan?"

Pan Yilun also smiled

Do not think of resorting to alcohol to drown your sorrows when faced with difficulties

She wanted to call the waiter for a beer, but someone came over to stop her

The entertainment editor believes that this is a matter of convenience, as I have recently written many entertainment reviews about talent shows, and he thinks it is harmless. Moreover, this should be considered industry hype; if it is not published by our newspaper, it will be published by others, so it is better for us to publish it first.

"Shota, what is the matter?"

They appreciate my appearance, now is the era of **.

Pan Yilun followed closely behind her, discreetly grasping her arm, and said: "Next time for sure"

Lin Lin Lin Lin - Jinshan, it seems to be right over there

Mo Bei glanced at the dishes they ordered, saw the bitter melon, shook his head, and called the waiter to order a new cold dish. What arrived was "Hongmei Hanrui". He also scooped a spoonful of red dates for Yang Xiaoguang and Fang Zhu, placing them in small plates, and said: "First bitter, then sweet"

What is going on?" Yang Xiaoguang exclaimed

Lin Jinshan? Pan Yilun did not understand

Pan Yilun sighed inwardly, there are countless ways to sign, and she chose the one that would most startle her idol

They exited the gymnasium, and the fans outside had mostly dispersed. The road was empty, and the air was fresh

"Good-looking university graduates find it easier to get jobs than those who are average-looking!" She pointed to her own nose, "Look at me, with an ordinary appearance and an average figure, I can only be an ordinary person."

The concert began amidst the pulsating beats of the drums

Ah, here it is. She took a napkin out of her pocket

However, being able to attend an idol's concert is always exciting. As Yang Xiaoguang pushed Pan Yilun out of the building, he took out a pair of non-prescription glasses and put them on

Pan Yilun's movements while working are truly nimble and fluid, with his left hand frying an egg and his right hand grilling ham, effortlessly adding cheese, and in between, placing a sandwich into the oven

They circled to an entrance with fewer people. Yang Xiaoguang, with keen eyes, fixed his gaze on a person at that door, carefully identifying and re-identifying them. He then turned back and whispered urgently to Pan Yilun, "Quick, give me paper and a pen." He reached out to probe into his jacket pocket.

Pan Yilun said, "Let's go." and then waved for a car.

Yang Xiaoguang heard and asked, "What do you know?"

Yang Xiaoguang smiled and waved goodbye to him, saying: "Shota, if you ultimately choose this path, then go all out to pursue it!"

Yang Xiaoguang waved a glow stick along with the audience, but felt it was still not enough to express his * *, so he abandoned his seat and ran to the front row of the stands. Leaning forward against the railing, he swayed precariously and said, "Ah, I should have bought a ticket for the inner area. I didn't expect them to be this amazing live; not many can compare to them."

Yang Xiaoguang has caught a newspaper

Pan Yilun smiled: "I know"

Yang Xiaoguang only felt a splitting headache, having never encountered such a series of problems in her life. Even eating two apples could not calm her down, so she hurriedly clocked out at the end of the workday to meet Fang Zhu for their dinner appointment.

However, what drives the little madman to madness is yet to come. It is only when he arrives at the venue that he truly realizes how crazy Yang Xiaoguang was as a fan

Yang Xiaoguang also said to him: "There are not many people and things in this world that can drive us crazy, and there are not many that we can love. Therefore, once it is something we truly desire, we must invest ourselves wholeheartedly. Never say that I am indulging in fantasies; I am simply seizing the time without regrets"

Fang Zhu picked up food for her, but did not answer her question

Pan Yilun had never seen her body curves, yet now he knew that her figure was not slender and thin, which is why she often complained about wanting to lose weight. But did she not realize that her body was full and rounded, complemented by her healthy, rosy apple-shaped face, exuding such vitality? From this perspective, he thought that the lines were not unattractive.

Yang Xiaoguang felt a surge of anger and could only sit down on the sofa. She thought to herself, since things have come to this point, she might as well let them say what they want. How could she possibly stop the wild imagination of others?

Yang Xiaoguang playfully said to Pan Yilun: "Green - they are the blessing of our ears"

At this point, Yang Xiaoguang's face had turned a deep shade of liver color. Just as she was about to explain, the boss had already vanished into the night. She said, "Alas, Shota, this is not acceptable. How could rumors be spread so casually?"

At the end of the event, Yang Xiaoguang was basically exhausted, sitting on the steps, gasping for breath

Yang Xiaoguang said upon seeing him: "The young boy is spending money recklessly"

After her mind was bombarded by the atomic bomb, he actually hung up the phone

Pan Yilun carefully led her up the steps and down the stairs

Pan Yilun took out the sliced bread again and said, "That's great, you no longer have to go on blind dates with all sorts of messy people here"

Yang Xiaoguang wants to throw the chopsticks over there

This is the second misunderstanding of the day. Yang Xiaoguang feels that even jumping into the Huangpu River would not clear her name, and she is too lazy to explain further. At that moment, her phone rang, and when she looked, it was Pan Yilun, which she found somewhat strange

The dark blue light shone down from the stage, and after the intermission, the idols returned to the stage, their heavenly voices cascading down.

The rookie from the talent show, also a fan of the band, appeared at the concert with his mysterious girlfriend from outside the circle

It is Mo Bei, Fang Zhu has indeed called him over as well, and he sat down beside Yang Xiaoguang

"Go home and wash your face," said Pan Yilun

This is the voice of another person; at this moment, he is in heaven. Amidst the throngs of people, it seems that from all directions there are those who remember him, with waves of calls coming in one after another like the tides.

Yang Xiaoguang took a bite of the sandwich, sipped the fresh fruit juice, and murmured: "When I was studying, I loved eating toasted bread the most. As soon as class was over, I would frequent the dark cuisine street outside the school, and there was also hot chocolate, which could definitely sustain me until the end of evening study sessions"

She said, "It should be concealed."

Pan Yilun heard this, did not turn back, and casually said: "When I was a child, my mother sold sandwiches at the school gate; this skill is not difficult to learn, and I often helped out."

Mo Bei smiled and said, "Alright, your friend does not blame you." He then remarked to Yang Xiaoguang, "You look quite good on camera, and your figure is nice."

Pan Yilun thought that she was truly expressing sincere emotions as a fan