Connotation that my grandson actually likes me?

Mrs. Regular?Xu Zhengze?Xu Er?Xu Wanzhi, Jing Duan suddenly felt that this world is so so, why are there so many people with the surname Xu all of a sudden appearing around him?

At this time, the WeChat message popped up again.

[Fucking old lady]:! ! !When are you and Xu Wanzhi!when!when!So close, so good!I haven't contacted Teacher TikTok yet!

Jing Duan looked at the news and was stunned for a second. In fact, he also wanted to know this question.

[Brother Jingdong]: I also want to know. Actually, I haven’t spoken a few words with him yet. I added WeChat on my own initiative, and I didn’t even send a message after adding it.

At this time, the WeChat message came again. I thought it was because Yuan Yi wanted to share his surfing experience with him, but it turned out to be... Xu Wanzhi's message.

[It’s a number]: Brother, you used to be in a band, right?

At first, Jing Duan thought that he was at least here to talk to him about the trending topic on Weibo, so why did he ask a nonsensical question now.

[Brother Jingdong]: Yes.

Jing Duan thought about it again. In order to avoid him, he seemed to tell him about his previous scandal?

At that time, he really didn't intend to fight with him, that's why he said it against him, but now, he regrets it very much!

Seeing that there was no reply for a long time, I felt even more flustered all of a sudden, and replied a little bit impatiently.

[Brother Jingdong]: What's wrong?

As soon as I sent it, [typing...] was displayed over there. Looking at those four words, all the words that insulted me during that time seemed to be pulled out by force and reflected in front of my eyes.

"People like him are a disgrace to the Chinese music scene."

"When they start singing, the whole person is rotten."

"It's true, I can do this kind of thing just looking at him like that, hey, he became famous when he was young, and now he has fallen like this."

"I liked them before, but now I feel disgusted by their appearance."

[It's a number]: There are two days left before the training camp, and I hope my brother can teach me the guitar.

When Jing Duan saw the news, he was instantly relieved.

[Brother Jingdong]: There should be a guitar teacher, right?

Just after posting, did I feel that I was a bit too straight and straight?

[It's a number]: You don't want to, right?

Jing Duan felt like he was hallucinating. With just a few dry words, he seemed to be able to hear Xu Wanzhi's voice in a daze, and it was 3D surrounding his mind. Expressions, head tilting, downcast eyes, the standard movements of Zhen Huan in the early stage.

[Brother Jingdong]: No, I will definitely teach you when the time comes.

[It's a number]: It's fine if you don't want to. If you force it, if you don't say it on the surface, you will definitely blame me in your heart.

[Brother Jingdong]: How can I, I am very willing to teach you, don't worry.

[It's a number]: Then thank you brother in advance.

[Brother Jingdong]: It’s all trivial matters. By the way, you have a grudge against our guitar teacher, right?

When Xu Wanzhi received this message, his face was momentarily dull, and Xiaoyu laughed so hard that he almost smashed the sofa through.

[It's a number] Good night, bro.

Jing Duan looked at these cold and hard words, and felt that Xu Wanzhi was cursing over there.

So he replied a good night very coldly.

And over there, Xu Wanzhi also silently changed the remarks of the well section to, childish ghost.

On the second day, Chen Yi also asked with a smile, did they have any other understanding of their characters, and did they have any stickers or pendants that symbolized the characters' personalities.

At that time, you can bring it here, and you can stick it on the musical instrument of your own character, so that the image of the character looks more plump and three-dimensional in terms of details.

After Jing Duan heard this, there were only four words left in his mind, and he was doomed.

At halftime, when Jing Duan was about to test Chen Yi.

I heard that Chen Yizheng was on the phone and was struggling with the details of the props with the art teacher who built the location. All the requirements were true and a little fake.

Jing Duan sighed, and silently swallowed his words back, the surrounding noise was suddenly magnified infinitely, while he kept shrinking.

He sighed and returned to his seat, thinking about what Chen Yi said just now about needing stickers, hoping to escape for a while.

Thinking about Yan Ruzhi carefully, in fact, he really looks like himself, especially the lack of heart, he is really the same.

When I was young, I was also stupid, and my whole person was a little rampant. I didn't know how many darkness and pits were waiting for me in the outside world, so I just jumped into it in a daze.

Including my own songs, because I didn't understand contracts when I was a child, all of them were bought out by the original "Qianhua Company", and I can't even sing now.

But not being able to sing is one thing, and it's true not wanting to sing.

Feeling a scorching gaze, he looked up, and sure enough, as he expected, the child was looking at him again, and at the moment he was captured, he thought it was natural to look elsewhere.

Sometimes the well section is too lazy to take care of it, but sometimes it will deliberately tease Xu Wanzhi, just look back.

In fact, he has never understood why this kid is always looking at himself.

Jing Duan lowered his head and smiled slightly, tapped his finger on the armrest of the seat, and hummed softly.

"You are the ashes of bravado, the cold sweetness."

During the meal, Yuan Yi was talking to Meng Ran. This was also stimulated by Zhang Cheng yesterday. Originally, Yuan Yi didn't want to be so radical, so he planned to take his time.

Man, it's all about stimulation.

He didn't even take a look at himself, Jing Duan happened to sit next to Xu Wanzhi with the lunch box in hand.

The body is still leaning over.

"I was caught just now." Jing Duan smiled very frivolously, at least that's what Chen Yi complained about him later.

"What did you catch?" Xu Wanzhi lowered his head and rubbed the chopsticks uncomfortably.

"Look at me." Jing Duan looked at his little movements and his slightly red ear tips, and wanted to reach out and pinch his ears.

"I didn't." Xu Wanzhi refused to admit it, his eyes turned slightly, and he glanced at the well section.

"Don't deny it." The more Jing Duan said, the closer his body got, and he instantly forgot all his troubles. There is nothing more fun than flirting with a good-looking little boy.

"Then what do you want me to admit." Xu Wanzhi suddenly changed the topic, but his tone was still the same as before, a down-to-earth little boy who was bullied and molested.

"Admit it... just look at me." Jing Duan frowned slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Then I admit it. What do you think is the reason I'm looking at you?" Xu Wanzhi turned his head this time and looked at him with particularly aggressive eyes, completely different from Jing Duan's molesting eyes. It's not the same, it's like... going to eat people.

This time changing the well section is uncomfortable, he is really a little master who shoots himself in the foot.

He coughed lightly, quickly lowered his head, opened the lunch box, and said vaguely: "Let's eat, there is no cauliflower at noon today."

"Okay." But Xu Wanzhi obviously didn't intend to keep pestering him, so he just let him go.

However, Jing Duan felt a drum in his heart. He also said that he used to be lacking in heart, but now he is actually quite lacking. He just thought it was fun, and never thought about it, why do people want to look at him?

But it seemed that he could vaguely guess the reason, and he was not so willing to face it.

He's just getting old, it's okay to play around by himself, to tease others for a while, but if he really encounters something, feelings, it really can't come.

When he walked out of the conference room at night, Jing Duan looked back, the clock hanging on the white wall slowly moved towards twelve, and finally the three hands merged into one.

It's like a countdown.

Really, you have to play guitar and sing in front of everyone.

Mumu still dutifully warmed the milk for him, stuffed it into his hand, and then asked him if he slept well here, and if he needed anything else.

Jing Duan glanced at the memo in her hand, the date was from the first day he saw him, and those who got along with him found what he lacked.

Jing Duan couldn't help but said: "I'm not so particular, it's fine."

Mumu was stunned for a moment, then took back her mobile phone.

But the whole person showed a very strange expression, and finally caught a glimpse of Xu Wanzhi who was talking to Xiaoyu.

But the whole person showed a very strange expression, and when he finally caught sight of Xu Wanzhi who was talking to Xiaoyu, there was a kind of wretchedness in his eyes...

Then his eyes were still jumping repeatedly between himself and him, and the well section that was still a little doubtful at first suddenly understood.

This person just knocked his head out.