Lian Zong: I work hard but let others get ahead of me

Chapter 245 I once picked up a beam of sunlight and gave it back to the sun at sunset
October 10th, there is still one day left until the singer finals.

Sand city.

It's almost November now and the hottest period has passed, but short-sleeved shirts can still be seen everywhere on the streets.

When the weather is around 20 degrees, short sleeves are the most comfortable at this time, or in other words, short sleeves are just right at this time.

"Hehe, I came here without telling him, to give him a little surprise." Han Zhilan came to Sand City quietly wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap.

Before Han Zhilan sneaked out to watch the movie, the filming of the web drama had actually come to an end.

It was precisely because of this that she dared to ask for leave - otherwise, it would be a bit bad if she alone delayed the progress of the entire crew.

After watching the movie, Han Zhilan returned to the crew, and about ten days later, the filming of her first web drama "Chasing Fish" was officially completed.

At this point, Han Zhilan can take a short break.

Without saying a word, Han Zhilan directly booked a flight to Shacheng, wanting to give Xu Zhe'an a surprise.

She told Xu Zhe'an that her part would not be finished until early November, but she didn't know that she was already in Shacheng and had just got off the plane.

Han Zhilan hasn't seen her boyfriend for a long time. She thinks Xu Zhe'an will be very surprised to see her later.

But speaking of which, Han Zhilan is now also a popular actor in the film and television industry. Since he wants to watch the "Singer" finals live, he must have negotiated with the program team in advance.

For people like them, the number of shots of Han Zhilan in the audience during the live broadcast must be agreed upon in advance.

Of course, there was no money transaction involved. The program team provided front-row tickets for free; Han Zhilan showed up to add some spice to the show.

Not only Han Zhilan, there will be many celebrities watching the event at that time. One more Han Zhilan won’t make too many, and one less Han Zhilan won’t make too few.

So, when Han Zhilan and his assistant arrived at Husha Building, they entered smoothly.

But after entering, she realized that she seemed to have missed something.

——If you don’t contact Xu Zhe’an, you don’t even know where Xu Zhe’an is!
Just as he was feeling distressed, Han Zhilan glanced at him inadvertently.

I saw a familiar figure.

Han Zhilan was a little surprised and walked forward to greet him.

Ten minutes ago.

Husha Building, Jiang Wanfeng’s practice hall.

During lunch break, Jiang Wanfeng knocked on Xu Zhe'an's door and found that he was singing high-pitched in the room again.

"Don't you want lunch?"

Jiang Wanfeng poked his head out and asked.

What responded to her was still a high note that was ready to shatter the world.

Jiang Wanfeng: "."

This person has gone crazy because of practicing magic.

I have to say that the new song Xu Zhe'an chose for the finals was very difficult. At least when Jiang Wanfeng heard it for the first time, he felt that he probably couldn't sing it.

Xu Zhe'an was actually very reluctant, but precisely because of this, he had to practice more to ensure that there were no mistakes in the final.

The concert will be tomorrow, and Xu Zhen'an needs to polish his work, so he didn't hear the sound at the door at all.

So, seeing that Xu Zhe'an was practicing seriously, Jiang Wanfeng decided not to disturb him anymore and quietly closed the door.

Turning around, Jiang Wanfeng was about to go to the restaurant to eat alone.

As soon as I went downstairs, I met a familiar figure.

Husha Building, Michelle Restaurant.

“This restaurant is pretty good.”

Han Zhilan looked at the restaurant and praised it.

Two people who were familiar yet strangers and had never had lunch started eating at a restaurant near Husha Building.

"This restaurant was specially prepared for us by the program team." Jiang Wanfeng explained: "We have a cooperation with the program team. We can usually come here for free, and there are few people, so it is relatively quiet."

"Oh, I see." Han Zhilan nodded and took a bite of the food on the plate.

"Are you also one of the audience for tomorrow's finals?" Jiang Wanfeng was obviously used to it. He probably had seen many people in the circle coming here.

The finals are coming up tomorrow, and today a bunch of celebrities came to Husha Building. After all, in this kind of top IP variety show, showing their faces is beneficial to both parties.

——It can be understood as a super low-profile version of walking the red carpet
"Yes. This show is so popular that even though I can't sing, I still want to join in the fun and show my face." Han Zhilan bit the meat in his mouth with a look of surprise on his face: "Hey, this is delicious."

"Xu Zhe'an will probably come over later, so it's a good opportunity for the three of us to catch up." Jiang Wanfeng said, "But he is always so engrossed in singing practice that sometimes he even forgets to eat lunch. I'll send him a message."

In her opinion, after the end of "Melody of Sakura", Han Zhilan and Xu Zhe'an probably didn't have much contact.

The three people in the show just took this opportunity to reminisce about the past.

Han Zhilan smiled and said, "Okay."

Thinking of Xu Zhe'an's surprised expression later, Han Zhilan was somewhat looking forward to it.

However, when she saw Jiang Wanfeng sending messages to Xu Zhe'an very naturally, she felt inexplicably strange.

Logically speaking, since they are both contestants and have known each other for a long time, it is normal for them to be familiar with each other.

But a woman's sixth sense is always something mysterious.

Driven by intuition, Han Zhilan couldn't help but glance at Jiang Wanfeng's mobile phone screen. Jiang Wanfeng placed the phone flat on the table, and the screen brightness was also very high, so Han Zhilan actually saw something.

Then his expression was stunned.

Not attracted by the content of the chat, Jiang Wanfeng had already sent the message and returned to the phone desktop.

And Han Zhilan was attracted by Jiang Wanfeng's mobile phone desktop wallpaper.

That wallpaper was something she was very familiar with.

Han Zhilan’s first reaction was that he must have seen it wrong.

Hmm, I must have seen it wrong.

How did Jiang Wanfeng have this photo? Maybe she just happened to have a similar one hanging in her house.

Han Zhilan lowered his head and took a sip of his drink, but found that he seemed a little absent-minded.

Just at this moment, Jiang Wanfeng turned on the phone that he had just turned off.

Jiang Wanfeng opened his phone and said, "By the way, you should be staying in Sand City for a few days. Log in to my account so that you can come to this restaurant and eat for free in the future. I'll find the app."

Jiang Wanfeng turned on his mobile phone and searched for some software on his desktop.

As she swiped across the desktop page by page, the appearance of the wallpaper appeared clearly and completely in front of Han Zhilan.

Afterwards, Han Zhilan confirmed it completely.

She was not wrong.

At this moment, in Han Zhilan's deep pupils, a photo that she was very familiar with was reflected.

——A photo of rice paper with calligraphy written on it.

The regular script of "Watch the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening" is quietly lying on Jiang Wanfeng's mobile phone wallpaper.

The handwriting is ugly, just like Han Zhilan's.

Han Zhilan couldn't help it, even without Jiang Wanfeng's consent, he took the phone and looked at the picture carefully.

Then, it was completely confirmed.

Almost identical to hers.

the most important is.

Next to the rice paper, there is a piece of white paper.

Above is a very long passage that Xu Zhe'an once wrote to her.

If the calligraphy on rice paper can be explained as "coincidence".

Then this piece of white paper is a complete death sentence.

It took Han Zhilan almost half a minute to come back to his senses, and he didn't even notice that his breathing was becoming rapid.

My mind is in a mess, my thoughts are a bit sticky, so messy that I can't think.

She stared at Jiang Wanfeng's mobile phone desktop wallpaper, her face seemed expressionless.

Jiang Wanfeng was a little confused. Just as he was about to ask something, he looked up and saw Han Zhilan's expression and was instantly startled.

"What...what happened?" Jiang Wanfeng was a little confused.

Why did Han Zhilan's expression suddenly become so scary?
"Ding dong!"

Just when Jiang Wanfeng was confused.

Suddenly, a message alert sounded.

Jiang Wanfeng subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Han Zhilan's phone. Someone sent her a message.

She glanced at him, and the words she was about to ask were instantly stuck in her throat.

There was also a rice paper painting hanging on Han Zhilan’s mobile phone screensaver.

The difference is that her photo and Jiang Wanfeng's photo were taken from different angles and locations.

But it is obvious that they are from the same person.

The two girls looked up and looked at each other.

In the extremely luxurious restaurant, there was suddenly a deafening silence.

About a year and a half ago, Jiang Wanfeng's signature was a very literary and even somewhat pretentious sentence.

She chose this lot at that time because her career was at its lowest point - she couldn't write any songs anymore.

But later she met the person who saved her, and her signature had long been changed to a simple smiley face emoticon.

But tonight, if someone clicks into Jiang Wanfeng’s WeChat Moments, they will find that her signature seems to have changed back.

She didn't know when she changed the sentence to one that was very literary and even a little hypocritical.

she says.

——I once picked up a beam of sunshine,
At sunset again,
Returned to the sun.

On October 10, the finals of "Singer" officially began.

(End of this chapter)