She Came To My Concert

"Can I not want more?" Ling Xingyan rubbed his eyebrows, "This is not a trivial matter."

Ling Chen: "I didn't mean that."

Ling Xing said: "It doesn't mean anything? I like it but don't chase after it?"

Ling Chen didn't respond.

"No way." Ling Xingyan was amazed, "The big star still has a secret crush?"

After several seconds of silence, Ling Chen lowered his eyes and continued to look at his phone, uttering a few words very softly.

"What is a big star?"

"Okay, it's up to you, don't chase if you don't chase, I just don't worry."

Ling Xing smiled, leaned his head slowly towards the window, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Oh, I just don't know if the girl has made it home safely so late."

The newly developed park was really difficult to get a taxi, but Zhu Wenshu was lucky, a passing car-hailing driver just happened to take the order, and she didn't make her wait long.

The return journey was smooth, and it was only half past eight when we got home.

The light in Ying Fei's room was on, but the door was left open, and the voice of her arguing with someone on the phone could be heard faintly.

Zhu Wenshu passed by lightly, closed the door behind her, and then went back to her room.

Taking off her coat and sitting at the desk, she stared at the little green plant in front of her, and her mind began to circle the song that Ling Chen played by her ear today.

There were no lyrics, and there was no ensemble of other instruments. I just listened to it casually, and the melody entrenched in her mind as if it had taken root in her mind.

At this time, she finally understood why Ling Chen became so popular in such a short period of time.

Nowadays, in order to pursue refinement, some new songs are so twisted that people can't understand them at all. It is difficult for people other than fans to want to repeat singles.

And Ling Chen's melodies always strike a delicate balance between being smart and unconventional, and being catchy.

It's probably the so-called, God is chasing and feeding.

Therefore, he has a high degree of public acceptance, and he is the only male star Zhu Wenshu has seen many "live fans" in his circle of friends over the years.

After circling things about him in his mind for a while, Zhu Wenshu suddenly wanted to hear what Ling Chen's other songs were like.

She found the CD she bought a few days ago from the cabinet, unwrapped the plastic cover, took the CD, looked around the room, and suddenly came to her senses——

In this day and age, who still buys CD players? !

She was holding the CD, neither angry nor smiling.

I only blamed myself for being confused by the cover and spending money to buy a decoration when I came back.

In the end, Zhu Wenshu reluctantly put the CD on the bookshelf, and in order not to waste money, he even exposed the beautiful cover.

Then I turned on the iPad and connected it to the Bluetooth speaker on the bed, randomly found a song list by Ling Chen and played it randomly, and listened quietly for a while, then turned on the laptop and started preparing lessons.

The weekend nights were noisier than usual, with the sound of traffic and flutes downstairs, and even with the windows closed, there was no interruption.

But Zhu Wenshu was hardly disturbed by the noise, and worked earnestly at his desk for more than two hours.

When she closed the laptop and looked up, the hour hand was already pointing to ten o'clock.

She stretched and stood up, kneading her sore neck with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other.

During the one or two hours of her lesson preparation, many parents sent messages to Zhu Wenshu, and it took her a lot of time to reply one by one.

Scrolling down further, I saw that there was an unread message in Ling Chen's dialog box from an hour ago.

[c]: Are you home yet?

Zhu Wenshu's eyes froze for a moment.

Since college, she went out to play with her friends, regardless of gender, but whenever she came home at night, she would have the habit of telling each other that she was safe.

If there are boys traveling with them, most of them will take the initiative to ask if they have arrived home safely.

But Zhu Wenshu didn't tell Ling Chen after returning home today because she felt that a star like Ling Chen should not have the habits of ordinary boys.

Now it seems that she is not thinking well.

"It's already here, I forgot to tell you when I came back."

Just after typing, before sending it out, the interface was suddenly interrupted——

Ling Chen made a voice call.

"Hey?"

While answering the phone, Zhu Wenshu sat down on the bed, "What's the matter?"

"you--"

Just as Ling Chen said a word, he suddenly stopped.

Zhu Wenshu thought the network was stuck, so he said "Hi" again, "Can you hear me?"

"Ok."

After a while, Ling Chen's voice sounded deep, "I can hear you."

Zhu Wenshu: "I'm going to—"

Ling Chen: "You go to—"

The two voices fell and stopped at the same time.

After a short silence, Ling Chen spoke first.

"Got home?"

"Well, it's already here."

Zhu Wenshu said, "I was in a hurry to get back, I forgot to tell you, sorry."

Ling Chen: "Why are you in a hurry to go home?"

"?"

Zhu Wenshu was a little confused by Ling Chen's question, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I'm in a hurry to go home...to work."

After finishing speaking, she felt that Ling Chen might be a little upset that she didn't reply to the message for so long before asking, so she added: "I was too involved before, and I just saw your message, and you called when I was about to reply. "

"immerse in work?"

The other end of the phone was very quiet, and no noise could be heard, so Zhu Wenshu could clearly perceive Ling Chen's rising end, "Should I invest in something else?"