What earthy singer?Please call me a middle-aged idol

Chapter 145 What Did You Give Me To Drink?
With Zhang Jingwan's contacts, she said she was going to help Zhao Mo fight for it, but in fact she was planning to use favors to help him exchange for a spot in the competition.

As for the value of this "favor", it's hard to say.

But the crux of the problem is not here, but that Zhang Jingwan is willing to help Zhao Mo like this?
He even thought about participating in the Spring Festival Gala in the future?
After Zhao Mo heard this sentence, he couldn't help being stunned.

The seriousness on Zhang Jingwan's face didn't look like she was joking at all.

Zhao Mo knew the weight of Zhang Jingwan's words in his heart, so he was stunned, because this was beyond the scope of help and care that ordinary friends could give.

Originally, he just wanted to tease Zhang Jingwan, but he didn't expect to get out of hand.

The situation fell into embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Zhang Jingwan's eyelashes flickered, and there was a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes staring at Zhao Mo.

Because of the alcohol, her ruddy face was charming and charming.

Staring at this charming and charming face, Zhao Mo's heart beat faster again.

Suddenly recalling that time when he drank too much, he actually held hands with Zhang Jingwan.

Although neither of them mentioned this matter afterward, Zhao Mo had been thinking about a question.

He and Sister Jingwan... are really just ordinary friends, or in other words, what is Sister Jingwan's attitude towards him?
In the past, he always thought that he and Zhang Jingwan were just like Boya Ziqi, admiring each other.

Zhang Jingwan gave him a lot of assistance along the way, and he did not hesitate to write songs for Zhang Jingwan, but since that drinking, the relationship between the two seems to have "deteriorated".

It's not that Zhao Mo didn't think of that possibility, but he always felt that it was unrealistic.

Until now, Zhang Jingwan's performance made him firmer in his mind.

Zhao Mo took a deep breath and said:
"Sister Jingwan, I actually received an invitation."

"Then how do you..."

Zhang Jing paused halfway through her words, because she noticed Zhao Mo's eyes, which seemed to be a little different.

The two didn't speak anymore, and their eyes collided at this moment.

It is true that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

如果你和一个人能对视十秒钟，要么是你想揍他，要么就是想爱他。

Zhang Jingwan's pretty face seemed to be getting more and more bright red, and the eyes were full of autumn waves, tenderness like water.

The next moment, Zhang Jingwan leaned forward.

A faint fragrance came to his face, and Zhao Mo's pupils dilated involuntarily, and he even felt the gradually approaching body temperature.

"Why do you have white hair?"

There was a slight pain in his forehead.

A strand of hair was pulled out by Zhang Jingwan.

After that, the fragrance and temperature receded together.

After Zhang Jingwan sat back on her knees, staring at the hair on her hands, she couldn't help laughing:
"I thought it was gray hair, it turned out to be a lighting problem."

It turned out to be pulling hair?

Zhao Mo's head was full of question marks.

When Zhang Jingwan posted it just now, he really thought that... Well, he was overthinking.

Then, three cups of strong wine were pushed in front of Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo looked up, and saw Zhang Jingwan rolled her eyes coquettishly, as if she was blaming her.

"You still come to tease me when you're invited, thanks to my kindness, please punish yourself with three cups."

Zhao Mo smiled, and without thinking about it, he picked up three glasses of mixed wine and drank them all in one gulp.

He and Zhang Jingwan drank a lot.

If you just chat for a while and don't drink much, you just drink red wine.

If there is an appetizer, it is beer.

Zhao Mo actually doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, his voice is the loudest when he's drinking beer: beer?Wheat Juice!

As for liquor, the two hardly drank much.

If she is particularly free, Zhang Jingwan will also show Zhao Mo her unique bartending skills, mixing some cocktails and the like.

These three glasses of wine were made by Zhang Jingwan just now.

Until the three glasses of wine were drank in one go, the feeling of burning throat hit.

Zhao Mo felt his nose choking instantly, coughed twice, and when he raised his head to look at Zhang Jingwan, tears were already choking out of his eyes.

"Sister Jingwan, what kind of wine did you use?"

"Vodka."

Zhang Jingwan smiled charmingly, lightly picked up the same glass of wine, brought it to her mouth and drank it down in one gulp.

……

In the bedroom of the apartment.

On the light pink soft bed, two girls in pajamas were sitting ducks.

One was wearing pink bunny pajamas and had two floppy ears on his head.

The other was wearing green dinosaur pajamas, with a tail trailing behind him.

The former is Qin Kexin, and the latter is Bai Lu.

Due to work problems, the two have been busy with each other during this period, and rarely have time to stop.

Sometimes Bai Lu is in the apartment, but Qin Kexin is not, and sometimes Qin Kexin is there, and Bai Lu is not.

It's rare to be able to talk quietly for a while when you are suddenly free like now.

"Kexin, how are you and Zhao Mo doing now?"

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that Qin Kexin's eyes were wandering, he seemed to be running away.

Dinosaur Lu pressed her shoulder, and asked straight to the point:

"You like him so much, doesn't he know?"

Facing Bai Lu's serious eyes as if forcing a confession, Qin Kexin couldn't escape, hesitated for a long time, and finally muttered:

"Maybe, maybe not."

"What kind of answer is this? Did you not let him know, or did he know it and just pretended to be stupid?"

Bai Lu asked again.

Qin Kexin didn't speak, and seemed to be lost in thought again...

Seeing this, Bai Lu couldn't help rolling her eyes, and then said angrily:

"Forget it, let me ask you to answer, does he know that you are his deskmate now?"

Qin Kexin shook his head.

"Then how does he treat you now?"

"I don't know, maybe I like it or maybe I don't like it, but he treats me very well, I think I should like it, but it's not that kind of like, you know..."

"Stop!" Bai Lu hurriedly stopped Qin Kexin, "If you continue talking, I'm going to be stunned by you!"

Qin Kexin curled her lips and said nothing.

Bai Lu finally sighed and said:
"Your current situation is different from what it was back then. Back then, I asked you to be reserved and Zhao Mo to take the initiative to recognize you. I don't know if you didn't give enough hints, or this kid is really a elm-headed... But it doesn't matter. It's important, the most important thing now is that you have to take the initiative, at least let him know that you like him, as the saying goes, women chasing men, isn't it just a matter of interlayer gauze?"

"But I don't know if he likes me or not."

Qin Kexin once again raised the question that has been difficult to solve for thousands of years.

The most difficult question in life is whether he (she) likes me?

Once you start thinking about this problem, you basically fall into a dead end and keep struggling, and then an endless loop, and finally struggle.

　I don't care, I'm the chosen one.

　　Fever subsides after sleeping.

　　Work hard, two more updates tonight.

　　……

　　It's January, set a small goal and update it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)