Play Nice

Chapter 421: Chapter 421
Shengchong was Keri's territory. In order not to reveal his whereabouts, Jing Zhao and Zhong Yunyun went to Blaz by water. Blaz didn't have a direct flight to the Empire, so he had to go to Triguo first.

Unfortunately, there was a sudden torrential rain in the wormwood, and all flights to foreign countries were cancelled.

The storm also blew all day, and the dark clouds were oppressive, making people dull and depressing, as if the end was coming.

There is a cafe under the hotel where Jing Zhao stayed. There is an old-fashioned gramophone in the shop. The manager likes to use it to play jazz.

Jing Zhao has been sitting in the store for a while.

Shang Lingling asked on the phone, "Will it rain heavily tomorrow?"

"Should still be."

He has received several rainstorm warnings on his phone.

Shang Lingling thought that he had been talking about wanting him to come back early two days ago, so he changed his words: "I'm not in a hurry, you wait over there until the rain stops before setting off, don't hurry in the rain."

"Leader."

"Ah."

Jing Zhao said, "I'm in a hurry."

The business leader smiled: "Then we have to wait for the rain to stop."

Rarely did they have time to spare. They talked on the phone for a long time, talking about daily life and unimportant things. Jing Zhao didn't talk much, but he would answer every sentence the business leader said.

When I hung up the phone, it was almost five o'clock. It was getting darker outside, and the coffee was cold. Jing Zhao was sitting by the window on the second floor, watching the wind and rain outside.

It rained heavily for two days in a row, and the roads were flooded with water. The urban traffic has been paralyzed. However, the drainage problem of the sewers is not the biggest problem. The storm has affected the power supply of the entire city.

A TV station's location reporters and cameramen are reporting live in front of a building.

There was too much wind, the lens was shaking, the raincoat didn't work, and the photographer, named Ben, got soaked.

"Do you need help?"

Ben turned his head and looked at the person under the umbrella through the rain.

Black eyes and black hair, he is an Oriental, but his spoken language is very pure.

Ben felt that he was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he was really embarrassed right now, Ben didn't think much about it, he needed help.

"Could you please help me with the tripod?"

Jing Zhao walked over and supported the tripod.

Ben adjusted the camera: "The picture is still too shaky." The wind was strong enough to blow people away.

"If you don't mind, I'll shoot it."

Ben looked hesitantly at the oriental man in front of him.

Jing Zhao explained: "I am a photographer."

It was a peer.

Ben took the umbrella in Jing Zhao's hand and stepped aside.

Jing Zhao re-adjusted the parameters, adjusted the shooting angle and the fixed position of the tripod according to the wind direction, and held the fuselage with one hand.

The screen doesn't really shake anymore.

Ben surprised, "How did you do it?"

The rain wet Jing Zhao's hair in front of his forehead: "I have done battlefield photography for two years and have some experience."

Ben admired it immensely.

After it was over, the location reporter asked Jing Zhao if he wanted to go out for coffee.

"I just had a drink."

After declining, Jing Zhao left with an umbrella.

The reporter was a lady, looking at Jing Zhao with a full of approval: "He is very charming."

Ben reminded her: "He has a ring on his ring finger and is not single."

"I know."

So she didn't ask for contact information, but it didn't prevent her from admiring and praising excellent men.

"I remember who he is." Ben wiped the rain off his face and was very excited. "He's the winner of the Puley Photography Award."

Jing Zhao is the only oriental photographer who has won the Pulley Photography Award, and also the youngest one.

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Jing Zhao and Zhong Yun had been trapped for two days in Zhiguo, and their plane arrived at the Empire on Thursday night.

Zhong Yun returned to Huacheng, and Jing Zhao stayed in the imperial capital. He had a phone call with Shang Lingling yesterday. She has been living in Tongxiang Bay for the past two days because of her dubbing work.

Just after nine o'clock, it's not too late, and the nightlife has just begun.

A red sports car stopped in front of Shang Lingling.

The window of the sports car was lowered, and a young face came out of the car: "Beauty, where are you going? I'll take you for a ride."

There were two men in the car, one approached and the other whistled at the business collar. They were very young, a little arrogant and a little frivolous.

The business leaders were too lazy to take care of them.

"Don't ignore people, we are really not bad people."

She has a pair of very beautiful phoenix eyes. Under the bright lights, her eyes are black and white, and her impatient eyes are gloomy: "I am."

Wow, this look is so intimidating.

"Let's go, beauty."

The man in charge waved his hand and drove away in a sporty car.Before the sports car could go far, a green taxi drove over.

When Shang Lingling saw the people in the car, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Jingzhao!"

Jing Zhao got out of the car, only an umbrella, a coat, and no luggage.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"No."

The business leader came out and waited before eight o'clock.

Jing Zhao led her to the community: "Who did you just talk to?"

"I don't know, I chatted up."

Jing Zhao glanced in the direction where the sports car drove away: "Try not to go out alone at night in the future."

"it is good."

They walked through the cobblestone path of the community and entered the elevator together.The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor, and Jing Zhao did not speak on the way.

Shang Lingling used the key to open the door: "Why haven't you spoken, you don't miss me--"

Before the last word had landed, she was pulled into the house by Jing Zhao, and the umbrella and coat fell to the ground.

When the door was closed, Jing Zhao pushed her against the door, moved eagerly, and lowered his head to kiss her.

In the gap of her breath, she tugged at his clothes: "what's the matter?"

He didn't answer, and kissed the spot behind her ear that turned red when touched.

"Are you jealous? I ignored the person who approached me."

"No."

The light in the entrance is not very bright, Jing Zhao's eyes have lost the calm and serious energy, and he can't get enough of it. It turns out that a person's eyes can be so tense.

"I miss you so much, I just wanted to kiss you in the elevator."

But there is surveillance in the elevator.

Jing Zhao picked up Shang Lingling, held her in his hands, raised his head and kissed her, as he walked to the bedroom.

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　　Jing Zhao: Continue.

　　Gu: Oops, the internet is disconnected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)