After rebirth, it's a little sweet

Just as Lin Xiaoli was about to scold her, her agent drove the car away from the reporters and paparazzi, drove up to Lin Xiaoli, and took her away.

"What the hell is going on with you?! The company arranged for you to meet with fans, so prepare yourself then."

Lin Xiaoli didn't answer, just said.

"Put me in front and you go."

The agent said: "What are you doing again? Now all entertainments are following you!"

Lin Xiaoli insisted on getting off at the front, but the manager couldn't resist, so he let her go.

Lin Xiaoli went to Ming Ge's house. She couldn't believe that she was hacked like this and no one was behind the scenes.

If anyone, it must be Ming Ge!
"Ming Ge, open the door for me! Don't hide at home!" Lin Xiaoli called Ming Ge while ringing the doorbell.

Knowing that it was Lin Xiaoli's voice, Ming Ge came down and opened the door, still wondering why she came to find him at the height of the storm.

Mingge opened the door and said, "It should be your fault to hide at home and not come out!"

Lin Xiaoli was furious when she heard it.

"Okay, it's you! Sure enough, you are behind all this behind the scenes operation!"

As he said that, he wanted to grab Ming Ge's face.When Ming Ge saw her, she stepped aside, and Lin Xiaoli lost her temper.

"Let me tell you, I didn't do it. If you have time to speculate, you might as well study how to escape this matter." Then he closed the door and turned her away.

And Lin Xiaoli had to leave because of her fan meeting, and she was still cursing when she left.

At the fan meeting, Lin Xiaoli was almost kissed by fans, and she became even more ruthless when she was angry.

Lin Xiaoli's play was completely overwhelmed by Lin Hao and Ming Ge's movies.

On this day, Ming Ge asked Lin Hao to meet to celebrate the popularity of movies and TV series.

Ming Ge took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Hao, the first contact in the address book.

The phone rang, and the other party answered the call after a while.

"Ming Ge, what's the matter?"

Ming Ge said with some embarrassment: "I didn't bother you at this time, I want to buy you a cup of coffee, can I?"

Lin Hao glanced at the agent.

"I won't go to the reception tonight, just push it away for me."

waved her out

Then he said to Ming Ge: "What, do you miss me?" Ming Ge said generously: "Well, I miss you, is it convenient?" "

"Of course it's convenient for you to ask me out."

Ming Ge smiled and said.

"Okay then, see you at Cafe Liuliu."

Ming Ge took Didi to Liuliu Cafe and sat down in an inconspicuous place.

"Waiter, a cup of cappuccino, thank you."

"Okay, you're welcome."

5 minute later.

"Miss, your cappuccino." The waiter brought it up quickly and efficiently.

"Thank you."

I didn't pay attention when I heard it just now, and when I heard it now, the waiter covered his mouth with one hand and stomped his feet excitedly.

"You, you... are you Ming Ge?"

Out of politeness, Ming Ge whispered: "I am Ming Ge, but don't tell others."

The waiter gasped.

"I will definitely not tell others that I actually saw a living Ming Ge, you, you, hello Ming Ge, I am your fan, can you sign it for me?"

Ming Ge hesitated.

"Okay, thank you for this cappuccino and your promise not to tell anyone."

The waiter held his heart and kept thinking: I saw Ming Ge, I saw Ming Ge.

"Where to sign?" The waiter pointed to the collar
"Sign it here."

After signing, he ran into an acquaintance, high school classmate Fang Yan, who walked straight to Ming Ge.

"Ming Ge, long time no see!"

It was only then that Ming Ge discovered that it was his high school classmate.

"Yeah, long time no see, what's up?"

In fact, Ming Ge was resistant to Dialect. In high school, Lin Xiaoli always beat and kicked Ming Ge. There were no good friends in the class, and Dialect always helped Lin Xiaoli bully her.

Dialect looked at Ming Ge ironically.

"Yo, I can't tell, Ming Ge is much more imposing now than back then, but this big star is different, and his tone of voice is stronger than ordinary people like us."

Ming Ge glanced at Fang Yan, and his expression of not wanting to talk to Fang Yan angered him.

The dialect said angrily.

"Why, shouldn't you, you should lie at my feet in embarrassment like you did back then, and let me beat you."

Ming Ge glanced at the dialect.

"It was that year, and I don't know how many times better I am now than you are."

"You! Just wait and see." Fang Yan left angrily with his bag.

After a while, Lin Hao came over.

Looking at Ming Ge, he said, "He didn't bully you, did he?" Lin Hao knew Fang Yan, and Lin Hao met Fang Yan playing Ming Ge in high school.

"It's okay, she didn't do anything to me, don't worry, just sit down."

Lin Hao sat opposite Ming Ge and looked at Ming Ge.

Ming Ge was embarrassed by him, so he looked for a topic and said: "I want to set up my own clothing design, so I set up a shop first, and I came to ask you for advice, what do you think?"

"Yes, this is your dream, I support you." Ming Ge's ears blushed slightly, touched by Lin Hao's words.

"Thank you." At this moment, Lin Hao thought that Ming Ge's ears were red because he was shy.

Later, Lin Hao and Ming Ge collaborated on a variety show, just to increase their popularity.

Lay a foundation for your own clothing design and do a simple publicity.

After the variety show ended, Ming Ge was busy with her own costume design.

In the sunny playground, everyone did not notice that the two girls left the classroom one after another...

The long-haired beauty on the light-colored desk let her hair down.

Although the clothes on his body were only the simple uniform of the school, the baggy clothes made this person even more petite and lovely.

"It's been a long time since I was reborn. However, I always feel like something is missing. What is it?"

Ming Ge sat on the same light-colored wooden chair, tilting his head slightly.

The left hand supports the head, and the right hand holds a mechanical pencil. The long black hair hangs naturally from the ear.

The slightly tilted face is even more lovely and charming.

Ming Ge involuntarily tapped the mechanical pencil in his hand, watching the refill inside go in and out, and the white paper was covered with bits and pieces of pencil shavings.

She couldn't help changing her posture, laying her body on the table, wrapping her left hand around her own, and gently placed the mechanical pencil on the side of the white paper with her right hand, pouted slightly.

He looked at the school uniform he was wearing.

"Yes! I can design a dress myself!" Ming Ge slammed the table as if he had remembered something, and raised his voice slightly.

"What should the newly designed clothes be called? Rebirth? Nirvana rebirth? Nirvana? Nirvana! That's a good name!"