Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 41

The next morning, "Nongli Opera" officially started in Zhenkou.

The day of Chinese New Year is very cold, the sunlight seems to be suffering from a bad cold, and the cool breeze finds opportunities to penetrate people.

But many townspeople still flocked to watch, wanting to catch a glimpse of the long-lost "noodle show".

Uncle Huang changed into a costume with a wide robe and long sleeves, and the strong makeup made it impossible to see his original appearance.

He played Xiaosheng, and before the scene started, when he saw the cameraman adjust the mirror, this funny middle-aged man took two steps forward, made a gesture in a serious manner, with a serious look, a frown and a smile, like flowing water.

Everyone cheered and applauded, and the youngest son of the Huang family, who was playing Huadan and playing with his father, also raised his sleeves to cover his lips, as if he was already in the plot.

Yu Zhile and Zhang Sitian sat side by side under the stage, on the bench in the second row.

Zhang Sitian's legs were shivering from the cold, and the electric hot water bottle in her hand did not bring her much warmth.

Yu Zhile still brought a camera to record everything she thought was interesting.

She already liked music, she liked singing, and she liked these babbling and expressive things.Every good throat can convey the experience and charm of the owner.

Yuan Muran stood not far from the stage, explaining the tasks in an orderly manner.

Zhang Sitian narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him for a while, then arched Yu Zhile twice with her arm: "Hey."

Yu Zhile tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Sitian crossed her hands under the warm pad of the hot water bottle: "What do you think of Principal Yuan's son?"

"Yuan Muran?"

"correct."

Yu Zhile followed suit and said, "Not bad."

Zhang Sitian raised the toe of one shoe and shook it: "I'm going on a blind date with him this afternoon."

"Huh?" Yu Zhile was a little interested.

The girl rubbed the soles of her shoes on the ground: "My mother went to mention it casually to Mrs. Yuan yesterday. She didn't think much about it at first, but Mrs. Yuan went to ask, and he agreed."

Yu Zhile frowned: "Then you have already seen it, haven't you?"

Zhang Sitian frowned slightly: "He didn't even look at me."

Yu Zhile asked, "Do you want to go on a blind date with him?"

Zhang Sitian's eyelashes fluttered twice: "Why don't you want to, he has good conditions."

Yu Zhile put one hand in his pocket and breathed out a cloud of mist: "If you think it's good, you don't need to consult other people's opinions. It's more important to like yourself."

"What if he doesn't like me?" Zhang Sitian muttered unsurely.

Yu Zhile thought for a moment, then stood up: "Go and ask for you?"

"Hey!" Zhang Sitian immediately grabbed her arm with great strength, put her index finger on her lips, and said softly, "Don't disturb him...I'll just tangle myself."

"He has promised to see you, so he is naturally interested in you, don't put yourself down first." Yu Zhile sat back in his original place.

Zhang Sitian drooped her eyes: "Maybe Mrs. Yuan is being polite."

"Then her son can also refuse."

"He's too polite, but his parents are forcing him." Zhang Sitian looked for reasons everywhere, but she didn't believe herself.

Yu Zhile looked at her sideways, she had a gentle and timid personality, and she didn't know who she looked like.

Everything is ready, everyone returns to their places.

Coincidentally, Yuan Muran happened to sit on a bench next to them, across the aisle from Zhang Sitian.

As soon as he sat down, he greeted the two girls politely.

Yu Zhile nodded in response, and Zhang Sitian also gave a small "hmm", but she still didn't dare to raise her face completely.

Yu Zhile was curious about the progress on his side: "How is your tidying up?"

Yuan Muran replied: "I have written the application reports and application forms for the three projects, and the only thing that is missing is the photos and video materials."

Yu Zhile praised from the bottom of her heart: "It's very efficient."

Yuan Muran smiled slightly: "I usually write these documents, I'm used to it."

He looked at the stage, where someone was still arranging the big props to check whether they were placed properly: "The application period is long, so it's better to send it up earlier."

When he glanced past Zhile, he caught sight of the girl beside her who had been keeping her eyebrows low and silent, and...the fluffy hot water bottle in her hand, and her slightly trembling shoulders.

"Are you cold?" Yuan Muran asked.

At first, Zhang Sitian didn't know that the person he was asking was herself, and thought he was talking about Zhile, so she suddenly raised her eyes to look at her friend: "Are you cold?"

Yuan Muran replied: "I say you."

Zhang Sitian turned her head and met his gaze: "It's not cold." It was just a little nervous that caused her back to shiver for no reason.

Yu Zhile smiled: "She is not resistant to freezing, you take her to a shop with heating in the afternoon."

Yuan Muran didn't react immediately: "What?"

"..." It was too late to stop it.

But soon, this smart young man with quick thinking understood and asked, "Are you Zhang Sitian?"

Zhang Sitian buried her head even lower, trying to tuck herself into the soft bread jacket, "Hmm..."

——Like a little Maojiu who buried his face on a branch in winter to keep warm.

Yuan Muran wondered why the little girl was so cold, so he took off his coat and handed it to her: "Wear more when you come out."

Eh?
Zhang Sitian was in a daze holding the men's down jacket that suddenly came over her lap, but she was afraid that it would slip off or drag on the floor, so she could only clenched her hands in place like a conditioned reflex.

"Aren't you cold?" she asked her.

Yuan Muran smiled slightly, and teased: "I'm so busy that I'm so hot, it doesn't look like you just sit down when you come."

Zhang Si nodded his head twice, like in slow motion, and the chuckle from the corner of his mouth was vivid and flexible.

As for Yu Zhile, he didn't want to disturb the two of them for a long time, so he pulled a thread along the way, and raised his camera to take pictures of himself.

On the way to the theater, she received a message from Jing Sheng.

Jing Sheng: I'm awake.

Jing Sheng: Give me a kiss.

Yu Zhile can always be amused by his various ways of showing love like a joker.

Before replying, he sent two more sentences:
Jing Sheng: Wait for the meeting.

Jing Sheng: I haven't brushed my teeth yet, the taste is not good.

Yu Zhile: Second-hand goods.

Jing Sheng: Why are you swearing so early in the morning?Unlucky, it's Chinese New Year.

Yu Zhile: nickname.

Jing Sheng: I can barely accept it.

Jing Sheng sent another photo of the bathroom sink that he took instantly: You can kiss me in 3 minutes, with fresh breath, I guarantee you will want to kiss me after kissing.

Yu Zhile: [Goodbye]
Jing Sheng: Come on, what are you going to do?

Yu Zhile: Talk well, we can continue to chat.

Jing Sheng: No problem, I'll speak up, and I'll agree to whatever my wife tells me.Have you seen my newly changed WeChat name?
Yu Zhile: I don’t know, I’ll make a note for you.

Jing Sheng: Why do you make a note?
Yu Zhile: You change your ID every now and then.

Jing Sheng: But they are very recognizable. My screen name is Art, and if you give it a note, it is a waste of money.

Hearing what he said, Yu Zhile became a little curious, and clicked on his profile, wanting to see what new nickname he changed.

Yu Zhile couldn't help laughing as his eyes fell squarely on the screen.

Yu Zhile: Hold on to my little dried fish?This is your new ID?

Jing Sheng: That's fine, three words in one sentence.

Yu Zhile: Which three levels?
Take it easy over there——

One, hold my little fish tightly, just hold it, hold it in your arms very purely, and hold it so fucking tight.

Two, hold my little dried fish tightly, the last word is four times [bad laugh]
Three, you are too thin, now you can only be a small dried fish, when you become rounder, you can change it to a small puffer fish.

When Yu Zhile read the second definition, the corners of his mouth couldn't move.

She likes his funny and cute look, but she still plays on the surface: keep the point.

Jing Sheng: Then I weighed 200 catties, which is stable and heavy. Not only can I hug you, but I can also lift it up to more than ten floors without any effort.

Yu Zhile replied: When you really weigh 200 catties, I'm worried that you won't be able to climb both floors.

Jing Sheng: Don't be afraid, there is an elevator.

At this moment, on the stage, the youngest son of the Huang family has already started singing with his fingers. His voice is soft and easy to attract people.

Yu Zhile didn't reply again, and after a while, he casually turned on the screen of the phone between his fingers again.

She was immediately absent-minded and just wanted to click it.

It was news from Jing Sheng, and his tone was quite serious:

'After the Chinese New Year, come and live with me, okay? '

The performance of "Nonglixi" was very successful, the thunderous applause after the curtain call is the best proof, and the recording process was also very smooth.

A good start makes everything fall into place.

The studio quickly finished the CD, and Yuan Muran's materials were fully prepared.

After the sixth day of the new year, he returned to Ning City and submitted the relevant materials of the three World Heritage applications to the Cultural Affairs Bureau.

He has a lot of acquaintances there, and all the connections behind him are in place, which can be regarded as doing his best.

The "anti-demolition faction" in the town did not breathe a sigh of relief until this moment.

This year has not been easy, but it is worth it. The rest is to wait for the result with a normal heart.

Yu Zhile also bid farewell to her family, broke down and moved back to her rental house.

That day, Jing Sheng's invitation to live together on a whim was rejected by her without hesitation.

Yu Zhile replied like this: Jing Sheng, how long have we only talked?
Jing Sheng: Less than a week.

Yu Zhile: Just live together?

Jing Sheng: Yes.

Yu Zhile: You should wash your face, your mind is still unclear.

Jing Sheng: I have washed it.

Yu Zhile: Then it entered the water.

Jing Sheng: I got into the water on November 11rd.

Yu Zhile:?

Jing Sheng: The day you drove me for the first time.

Yu Zhile: ...

Jing Sheng: Let me look forward to it for you. You said how tired you are of running around to pick me up every day.We really live together, we go out together, go home together, it’s more convenient, I’m the only one in the house, my aunt can ignore it, Utopia in Peach Blossom Land, fairy couples, fairy days.

Yu Zhile still refused: Don't think about it.

Jing Sheng: You don't know the pain of lovesickness. I can't sleep well every day.

Yu Zhile sarcastically: I didn't wake up until after ten o'clock, so I didn't sleep well.

Jing Sheng: Damn, do you know that Ye Chang Meng has many dreams?All right, I'll get the certificate with you after the Chinese New Year, you just lie down here and let me hold you, so I can feel at ease.

Yu Zhile: ...Why are you unreliable?
Jing Sheng: I don't know, when you're not by my side, my heart feels cold, and I need to hug you to block it.

Yu Zhile: You are free, and you will not be free when you are busy.

Then Jing Sheng said "You don't understand" and stopped replying to her.

On the night of the eighth day of the eighth day, Yu Zhile tidied up her nest, took a shower, and then lay back on the bed.

She pressed the phone, and suddenly noticed the date on the lock screen, February 2th, eh, Valentine's Day next week?
Click on the calendar to confirm, it is next Tuesday.

Yu Zhile began to think about what gift to give Jing Sheng.Thinking about it carefully, apart from nagging and chanting scriptures all day to brainwash her that he wants to live with her, this person seems to have everything, from the outside to the inside.

Yu Zhile opened Amazon, and was about to enter the keyword "men", when the screen went off and a call came.

Unknown number, still a landline.

It was estimated to be a scam call, but Yu Zhile hesitated for a while, and still connected, and turned on the speaker: "Hello? Who is it?"

There was a polite female voice:

"Hello, is this Ms. Yu Zhile Yu herself?"

"It's me." Yu Zhile replied.

The woman continued to introduce herself in an orderly manner: "Hello, this is Jingyuan Music Co., Ltd. under Jingyuan Media. After being recommended by one of your friends, our music director, Ms. Lin, is looking forward to having a musical exchange with you. Are you also interested in coming to our company to meet her next week?"

(End of this chapter)