87 Fight for my idol (1)_
“Si Rong, your phone is ringing.”
Yu Ling placed the cup of milk tea on the table in front of si Rong and looked at her vibrating phone.
“Let’s eat first,” Si Rong smiled and picked up his cup of milk tea.
For lunch, they had sandwiches and fruit salad from the Huaxing art school’s cafeteria, as well as small cakes and freshly made biscuits that the cafeteria lady had given them.
Si Rong was eating when Yushi walked in from outside. When he opened the door, he could still hear chaotic screams, which only disappeared after the door was closed.
Yushi placed the bags in his hands on the sofa, his forehead covered in sweat. didn’t they say that the girls in art schools are gentler? ” I already said that I won’t accept gifts, but you still forced them in one by one. If you don’t help, then strip. Where’s the girl’s restraint? Where was the cuteness?
“Brother, drink so water.” Yuling smiled and handed him a cup of milk tea.
Yushi shook his head. give a bottle of mineral water. Then, he looked at si Huang and hesitated.
Yuling changed a cup of water for him. She noticed his expression and asked with her eyes, “‘What’s happening?’
Yushi did not speak.
Si Rong had just finished his al when Yushi and Yuling put down their chopsticks.
“Si Rong, have you gone online?” Yexi asked.
“Eh? Yes, there is.”
Seeing her calm expression, Yushi knew that she must have already found out, so he did not beat around the bush. Huaxing art school is in a ss now.
“What does this have to do with us?” Si Rong wiped the corners of his mouth, then picked up his phone, which had rung again. He cast a glance at the Yushi siblings and answered the call.
After the call was connected, there was no imdiate response from the other side. There was only the sound of heavy breathing, like a volcano that was about to erupt.
“What’s the matter?” Si Rong asked.
“Were you the one behind sihua’s incident?” It was so direct and sharp that there was no room for negotiation.
ha! si Rong laughed delightedly and said, ” I saw it. He had a lot of fun yesterday.
“I’m asking if you did it!”
“No.” Si Rong leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, and even his eyes were smiling.
“Don’t try to lie to ! Whether you did it or not, I’ll know once I ask sihua!”
“If you believe him and not , why are you still asking ?” Si Rong didn’t get angry. if it wasn’t si Hua in the photo today, it would have been .
“Si Rong, I’ve already said that no matter how resentful you are, I’m your father. You must listen to ! If you co back obediently today, I’ll forgive you this ti! If you continue to be so stubborn, I will let you know that you can’t do anything by yourself! No child could deal with their own father! Do you understand?”
“I understand,” The smile on si Rong’s face widened. but si zhihan, don’t underestimate . Your blood flows in my veins too.
The call was hung up.
On the other side of Fenghua entertainnt, si zhihan was frowning as he looked at the recording on his phone. It was useless! Si Rong denied it without revealing anything!
In the Huaxing art school, si Rong stood up and asked Yushi, “”What’s your work for this afternoon?”
“Taking photos of our daily lives,” Yushi replied.
“Let’s go,” he said. Si Rong stopped halfway and said to the two, ” if anyone asks about si Hua, you guys should keep silent.
The two siblings nodded.
“Brother, si Rong seems to be in a good mood.” Yuling said quietly.
“I can tell,” Yushi replied. He paused for a mont. I have a feeling that sothing big is going to happen.
Huaxing art school had a lot of shooting scenes. The third floor of the No. 1 teaching building was for art students to learn and practice their acting skills.
In a two-bedroom, one-living room house with a modern and minimalistic design, yang bi first checked the positions of all the staff. After confirming that there were no problems, he waited for si Rong to appear.
The door of the temporary changing room opened, and Si Rong, who had changed into Japanese loungewear, walked out.
Everyone turned their heads to look.
The beige cotton long-sleeved shirt was still the fresh and Noble style of this year’s main highlight in Japan. It looked clean and simple at first glance, but in fact, there were fine silver embroidery on the surface of the shirt, which won from the details. She was wearing a pair of light gray loose-fitting pants that reached the bottom of the pants. She was also wearing a pair of light blue and white plaid slippers.
She walked out slowly, as if she was really at ho. Her hair was a little soft and ssy, making her look a lot more languid and gentle.
“Have you done any endorsents before?” Yang bi nodded his head in satisfaction and asked softly.
“No, but I’ve read up on it,” si Huang replied.
Yang bixian: ” bring out your previous confidence and treat this place as your own ho. Do what you need to do. The photographer will take the pictures himself. If there’s anything you need to do, just follow the photographer’s instructions.
Si Rong nodded, indicating that he had no problem with it.
“Let’s start,” yang bixian said.
When the lights were turned on and the cara was on, everyone realized that si Rong’s aura had changed again.
The yuppie bully in the morning had turned into a lazy and elegant holy man.
She seed to have just woken up. Her steps were slow and leisurely. She rubbed her hair casually with her hand, and her half-closed eyes were still hazy with water. She lazily looked at the photographer, who imdiately froze the photo in his daze. In a short while, the person in the cara had already walked to the open kitchen.
She took the coffee beans from the glass cabinet and made freshly ground coffee in an orderly manner. Her beautiful fingers complented the coffee machine. She leaned half of her body against the lower cabinet lazily, her red lips forming a faint smile. Her eyes were focused on the work in her hands.
A special atmosphere called peace surrounded her. As long as she looked at her, even the flow of ti seed to slow down. She was happy and relaxed, and felt that every morning was wonderful.
Freshly ground coffee should have been a boring process, but si Rong’s creation was pleasing to the eye. No one wanted to rush her. Instead, they were all focused on experiencing the tranquility she had created.
She personally picked a pure white porcelain cup, washed it and wiped it clean before filling it half-full, and then carried it to the living room with one hand.
At this ti, she seed to be more awake, but she still exuded a relaxed and casual air. She picked up a magazine from the coffee table, took off her slippers, and sat cross-legged on the sofa. She placed the magazine on her lap and looked down to read it. When the temperature of the coffee in her hand dropped a little, she glanced sideways and took a sip.
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