your call

Chapter 120
Lin Jing looked enviously at the grand occasion, and she really wanted to have a set.

Lan Bowen looked at the grand occasion strangely: "What's the matter with you? I used to force it into your own surroundings to keep you as a souvenir, but you didn't want it. What's the sudden rush now?"

"No convulsions," Shengquan bent over, casually pawed at the sides of the box twice, and picked up a mobile phone case from inside: "One of the children in the family likes it."

"A child at home? Who is it, Yu Zhou?" Upon hearing this, Lan Bowen quickly helped Shengguan sort out the things he wanted.

Sheng Kuan glanced down at the phone case, didn't put it back in the box, and handed it to Lan Bowen: "This one costs two."

Lambowen stuffed what he wanted into a big bag, "Have you measured the size of the clothes? If you haven't, hurry up and measure."

Sheng Kuang hummed, and walked towards Chen Jing and the others.

Lin Jing stood still, staring at the big bag that Lan Bowen casually put against the wall, wanting to drool enviously.

Such a big bag is still a full set of the latest not-for-sale peripherals.

She really wanted to hug her.

Even if you don't give her a hug, you can touch her.

There were many people in the living room, and there were outsiders. The little bitter gourd kept barking in the cage, probably because someone disliked it and made a fuss. I don't know who let it out.

It twisted its round buttocks, sniffed everyone one by one, and finally rushed to Lambowen.

It first pawed at the box with its paws, poked its furry head in and sniffed it, and after being chased away by Lambowen, it leaned towards the bag next to it, bumped the bag with its head, and then pouted with its meat With a heavy body, he lay down beside the bag.

"..."

Lin Jing looked at the little bitter gourd, not knowing who to envy for a moment.

Not to mention the child in Shengkuan's family, even a dog is happier than her.

The grand event was the last one to measure the size. After he finished, Jiang Xin politely sent those fashion designers away, and a group of people started to have lunch.

After lunch, Lin Jing saw that the surrounding area of ​​the big box hadn't been removed, so he silently pretended to be playing with the little bitter gourd, and stayed in the living room without leaving.

When there was no one in the living room, Lin Jinggang was about to run over to sneak around those surroundings at close range, when suddenly the elevator rang.

She was so frightened that she fell back onto the sofa, quickly pulled out her phone, and turned on the screen with a calm and indifferent expression.

Probably because she was too guilty, in order to make herself look more realistic when playing on her mobile phone, she subconsciously poked into WeChat, clicked into Lan Tingting's chat interface, and pretended to start typing.

The elevator door opened, and Lambowen and Shengcai walked out.

Seeing Lin Jing sitting in the living room playing with his mobile phone, Lan Bowen's eyes lit up: "By the way, there is still Jing Mei here."

When Lin Jing heard his name, he calmly typed out his words before raising his head: "Ah? What's wrong?"

Lan Bowen said: "I would like to ask you for a favor, isn't it the autumn competition coming soon? I want to give benefits to fans and take pictures of everyone's daily life, but I don't want to invite those professional teams to come and take pictures, mainly because I dislike them. It came out very much like a script, so I wanted to shoot casually with my mobile phone, which seemed natural, but now I am a little worried that Jiang Xin will not be able to shoot alone, and I will miss something, so you see, is it convenient for you, if it is convenient , do me a favor, follow me?"

Follow up?

That is to say, she can take pictures of the grand occasion openly and aboveboard, and also take the opportunity to take pictures of the surrounding areas?
Lin Jing's eyes lit up: "Okay."

After a pause, she asked again, "Whose phone did you use to take the picture?"

Lambowen: "Your mobile phone is fine."

Lin Jing asked: "Do I need to edit it?"

Sheng Jin glanced at her in surprise: "You know how to edit?"

Lin Jing nodded: "Yes."

As his fan, she often edited some of his videos and secretly sent them into his super chat as material.

"That's great, you can help edit the best." Rambowen said.

"Then I'll send the clips I took to you when the time comes, otherwise the original video will be too big and it will be too difficult to post." Lin Jing paused and said, "Don't worry, I won't leak the original video , I will guarantee your privacy."

Looking at the serious look of the girl in front of him, he lowered his eyelids to hide the smile in his eyes.

In less than a second, he raised his eyes a little bit, and landed on the screen of the unlocked phone she was holding.

Xiaojing sauce: woo woo woo woo woo do you know what I saw?Bao, I saw the surroundings of a large box, the surroundings of Kuang Zai.

Xiao Jingjiang: He ordered a set for a relative of his family, a whole set, so there are noodles. I also want this kind of noodles.

Xiao Jingjiang: A little bitter gourd can lick those surroundings, but I am not qualified to touch them. I am worse than a dog.

Xiao Jingjiang: Turn back to the official blog lottery draw, you must help me, open 10 trumpets to help me, no, 20, I am a winning insulator.

...

Lin Jing agreed to Lan Bowen to help shoot the daily routine. She thought it would be tomorrow, but she didn't expect that Lan Bowen asked her to start filming now.

Lin Jing thought that everyone might be cautious in front of the camera, but it turns out that she was overthinking.

This group of teenagers didn't pay attention to her and Jiang Xin's mobile phones at all, and did whatever they wanted in the training room.

They are really quite stalking, daily secondary school and sand sculpture, a moment you and my father and son game solo, whoever loses calls daddy, a moment five people open a room to play some dream fight, win and smile, lose MMP.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, they made an appointment for a training match. This time the team was a bit far behind them, and it ended in an hour.

There was still a while before dinner, Chen Jing dragged He Wang and Jiang Zui to the third row, Qin Yu practiced hard in the training camp to keep the promise, and as for the grand occasion, as soon as the training game was over, he dropped his phone and asked Lan Bowen He picked up a pen and paper, lay down on the table and began to practice signing.

He wrote beautifully, a moment of grand occasion, a moment of Miracle, and he signed a whole page eloquently in a short time.

Lin Jing, who was photographing him at the grand occasion, was a little speechless.

At the same time, Lan Bowen was speechless: "...do you have a fever?"

Sheng Kuan threw the paper full of names aside, and continued to sign on a piece of letter paper: "Practice calligraphy."

"..."

"It's only a few days before the competition. Someone must be looking for my autograph at the scene. I haven't signed for a long time. I'm a new hand. Practice first."

"..."

Chen Jing rolled his eyes, and while yelling that I was interfering, he said bluntly: "Can you be more shameless?"

Sheng Guan ignored him and continued to sign for a while, then looked up at Lin Jing standing next to him: "Which one looks the best?"

Lin Jing: "?"

After two seconds, Lin Jing held up the mobile phone facing the situation, and pointed: "This."

The grand occasion let out a "huh" and turned to look at Lan Bowen: "What about the peripherals I asked you to prepare."

"Here, I'll take you upstairs later, you're not in a hurry anyway..."

Before Lan Bowen could say anything, Sheng Guan stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Lambowen carried it to him.

The grand situation took apart those surroundings one by one, found a suitable place, and signed them one by one with a gold pen.

"Damn it, you were asked to sign a lottery, but you refused to do so, and now you have signed so many for Yu Zhou." Lan Bowen always believed that the "one child in the family" in Shengguan's mouth was a sign that he was only a few days old when he was just an adult. Brother Yu Zhou.

"no way."

The grand occasion waited for the golden lottery to dry, and put the surroundings back into the box one by one, "Children have to arrange noodles."

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