She Came To My Concert

When he came to his senses and realized that he was out of mouth and wanted to laugh and go, someone already asked excitedly: "What white moonlight? Does Ling Chen have a white moonlight?"

So far, with Ling Chen and Ling Xingyan as the center, the whole studio burst into gossip curiosity after three seconds of extreme silence.

No wonder everyone is curious.

The staff in this studio are all from the entertainment industry, and they have seen a lot of male stars who are beautiful on the surface and dirty in private.

On the other hand, Ling Chen has been in full swing these past few years, but he is like a gossip insulator, not even gossip.

And it doesn't necessarily have to be Liren. They have cooperated with Ling Chen several times, and they have been abroad for filming twice. After a long time of contact, let alone a girlfriend, they have not even met a ambiguous object.

Therefore, many people have privately speculated about Ling Chen's sexual orientation.

So at this moment, I suddenly heard Ling Chen's manager say that he has a goddess of white moonlight, who is not curious or excited.

The goddess of white moonlight who is a popular male star, this is more interesting than some frigid person.

The studio started to become noisy, and even the editor-in-chief who came to supervise the work came to Ling Chen and asked, "Really? I said there are so many sour love songs in your first album. Ouch, is it the age of first love, writing It’s really heartfelt.”

"What does it look like? Do you have a picture?"

Amidst the commotion, Ling Chen slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Ling Xingyan coolly.

The instigator scratched his chin guiltily, dodged his eyes, and said loudly: "What are you gossiping about! I just said it casually, work quickly, we are in a hurry!"

But everyone could hear his guilty conscience, and no one answered him at all.

Photographer Ah Heng twisted his 33-yard waist and walked in front of Ling Chen, leaned over and asked sourly: "Hey, how beautiful is the white moonlight that makes Ling Chen miss my family?"

Ling Chen just glanced at him coldly.

Everyone understood instantly, and no longer asked any more questions. In the entertainment industry, this kind of question is basically impossible to answer.

Although Ling Chen is following the route of a powerful singer, his girlfriend fans are not less than those popular male stars.

The photographer curled his lips, and naturally thought of this level, but found it extremely boring.

At this time, Ling Chen suddenly opened his mouth.

"It's called Bai Yueguang."

He said lightly, "How beautiful do you think?"

Zhu Wenshu suddenly sneezed twice.

Teacher Wang at the next desk turned around and joked, "Hey, Xiaozhu, someone is thinking about you."

"Come on."

Zhu Wenshu buried his head in looking for a tissue to wipe his nose, avoiding it, "I just want to live until Sister Zhong comes back from her maternity leave, don't think about me if you have nothing else to do."

Zhu Wenshu was the only new teacher in the entire language group office. Hearing this, they all showed a bewildered smile of "Look, I advised you to be careful not to take over the responsibility of the substitute head teacher, but you didn't listen".

"Where is it so serious, I have been a class teacher for decades, and I am still alive and well."

Teacher Wang opened the thermos cup and took a sip of hot tea. Suddenly remembered something, kicked his feet, slid the chair to Zhu Wenshu's side, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, Xiao Zhu, are you still in love?"

"what……"

Zhu Wenshu's movements stagnated, he covered his nose with a tissue, and his voice was weak, "What's wrong?"

"What's going on?" Mr. Wang got closer and closer, his eyes were shining, and a mole was looming on the corner of his mouth, "It shouldn't be, you don't need people to chase after you, right? Are you asking too much?"

"Yup."

Zhu Wenshu took out the red pen, opened the homework, and said while correcting, "I am a bit demanding."

Mr. Wang: "Tell me about it? My husband is from the First Hospital, and he has a lot of young doctors in his hands. There must be someone who meets your requirements."

Since graduating from bachelor's degree, Zhu Wenshu has met warm-hearted old men on average every month, and he handles them with ease, and he doesn't need to think through his words.

"You have to be 1.8 meters tall, you can't be too fat or too thin, you have to have chest muscles even if you don't have abdominal muscles, you have to look like a school grass, the age difference is not more than three years old, and your education must be at least the same as mine, a top985 undergraduate or master's degree , parents should also be intellectuals, working income is not required, but they must have a house and a car. Teacher Wang, do you see if there is a suitable one?"

Teacher Wong:"……"

She wanted to say that your requirements are a bit high, and the "school grass" alone can directly block the sieve.

But thinking about it carefully, these conditions correspond to Zhu Wenshu himself one by one, which doesn't seem to be too much.

No wonder being single.

"That's right, it's hard to find. Then, if there is a suitable one, I will definitely keep an eye out for you."

"Trouble, Mr. Wang."

After dealing with the enthusiastic old man, the bell just rang for the end of get out of class.

Zhu Wenshu remembered that he was almost late this morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he put down his pen and walked to the school canteen to buy some milk and bread pads for his stomach.

Just two steps away from the office, Zhu Wenshu heard someone calling her.

Turning around, Zhu Qisen followed him out of the office with long legs and stretched out his arms to show off his muscles.

"I'm 185, with chest and abdominal muscles. You know what I look like. I used to be called a school girl. I'm the same age as you and go to the same school. My parents are both doctors. My salary is not too high but I have a house and a car. , how about it, when do we go to get the certificate?"