Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

April in my hometown is a month of endless work.

Before boarding the plane, Wu Qiming's assistant handed him a new job: "You are old enough to act in idol dramas. Come back to film after the spring break."

Song Pingqing was listening nearby, and immediately revealed an expression of "there's melon to eat and show to watch".

Watching idol dramas, watching friends acting in idol dramas, and watching friends you grew up with acting in idol dramas are completely different kinds of fun.

This is the difference between watching the fun, joining in the fun and looking for fun.

Wu Qiming was not averse to this kind of work that could be done in any available opportunity, and he immediately began to happily read the script.

"Although he's the third male lead, it's a very likable character." The assistant lady explained, "You don't have much time, so this is the only way to finish the filming with a small role and concentrated on it is suitable for you."

"I know, I know." Wu Qiming was already immersed in the script and didn't say anything until he boarded the plane.

The spring break in our beautiful country is still very long, ranging from one to two weeks depending on the arrangements of each school, mostly in March and April.

But Song Pingqing's school is quite unique. They are used to having holidays in the last week of April and the first week of May.

They say that it is really warm at this time, so they give us fourteen days off.

It was about this time last year, but Song Pingqing was so obsessed with the competition that he had no intention of returning home during the two-week spring break.

This time is no exception. As someone who relies on basketball games to earn sports credits, spring break is always busy.

There were no tryouts this year, and students were allowed to form teams freely. Because Song Pingqing's performance as a point guard last year was so good, he received more than 60 invitations from various parties within a week.

Especially during breaks, those who came to invite Song Pingqing to form a team even bumped into each other several times, and the atmosphere was very tense.

"I'd better go with Marry Su." Song Pingqing yawned. "For things like this, it's better to work with old teammates who have worked together before."

"The most important thing is to have some peace and quiet. It's quite normal to accept the invitation from my old teammates."

Murong Xue's expression twisted for a moment when she heard this.

It turns out that some people are born enemies!

But letting Song Pingqing play with Mary Sue is better than letting Song Pingqing contact other newcomers.

“How is the schedule arranged?”

"We won't know until all the registration forms are submitted."

One Marry Su teammate already made Murong Xue jealous, and when the game day came and the directional cheering of "Pingqing Song" rang out on the field, Murong Xue's face became even uglier.

There is always an unpleasant feeling when the treasure that you have carefully hidden is exposed to the public in an instant.

But the spring break was not enough for Wu Qiming to film, so he asked for leave a week in advance, so this time only Murong Xue and Shen Ci came to see her.

Wen Zhuo? At this moment, he is preparing himself mentally for entering the infinite flow world.

The seats for internal support were very close to the front. The voices cheering for Song Pingqing came from behind Murong Xue. Murong Xue could hardly control her inner impulse: "It's so noisy."

Shen Ci could see clearly that there was no third familiar person present at this time, only the two of them, so he boldly said something to comfort her: "She is a person after all, it is not good for you to always try to hide her."

"I didn't mean to hide her!" Murong Xue was furious, with a hint of grievance in her voice.

She just wanted Song Pingqing to see her more.

"Your thoughts are almost written on your face." Shen Ci placed the water cup and towel on her right hand side, "If you continue like this, she will find out."

Shen Ci's subtext is: She hasn't figured it out yet, what if she finds out and gets scared away?

"Just try if she dares to run away." Although Murong Xue said this, her aura weakened visibly.

Well, running away is not a big deal, but it is not good to become alert to yourself because of it.

Murong Xue's resentment would not last long, after all, Song Pingqing had already spent all his free time designing dresses and jewelry for her.

When Murong Xue passed by the corridor outside Song Pingqing's workshop for the third time under the pretext of "relaxing", she was discovered by Song Pingqing before she could even say "so honest" in her heart.

"Are you so impatient?" Song Pingqing immediately put down what he was holding and walked to the corridor, blocking Murongxue's sight. "Hey, you can't peek."

"Who peeked?" Murong Xue turned her head away. "I'm just tired from work, so I came down to relax."

Murong Xue cursed inwardly: Ha, this broken stone, it still thinks that what it is peeking at is something.

"Well, you've been distracted three times in one hour?" Song Pingqing chuckled and reached out to pinch Murong Xue's face, but saw his blackened fingers again.

Oh, forget it, it’s too dirty, Murong Xue can’t stand it.

Murong Xue really couldn't bear it, she looked at him with disgust and took two steps back.

The angry guy has the words "stay away from me" written all over his body.

"How do you know I came down three times in one hour?" Murong Xue immediately seized Song Pingqing's loophole, "You saw me and didn't say hello to me?"

This guy is really spoiled.

"Where do you get so jealous? I made something for you, but you're jealous of your own stuff." Song Pingqing was really helpless. He walked into the handicraft room to wash his hands.

"You are not allowed to come in. I don't intend to let you see what your birthday present looks like in advance."

"Humph." Murong Xue turned away. "Who wants to see your filthy studio? There's dust everywhere."

"Don't underestimate the fly ash here." Song Ping washed his hair and rubbed his hands. "Ask someone to get a towel to wipe the table. Then take the dirty towel to refine it. At least a few grams of gold and platinum can be extracted."

If Xiuxiu, who was far away in Jincheng, heard this, she would definitely take on the cleaning work of Song Pingqing's studio.

Oh my God, she must have watched a lot of videos about extracting gold from a dirty rag in her previous life.

But when it came to Murong Xue, she just gave him a lazy glance: "You are so promising, you only have these few grams of gold in your eyes."

"That's as good as 'Why not eat meat?'" Song Pingqing didn't argue with her. "So why did you come down three times in one hour? Is your work not going well?"

Feeling touched on the heart of the matter, Murong Xue hummed softly, turned her head and wanted to get into Song Pingqing's arms, but she was disgusted by the fact that Song Pingqing was covered in grinding debris and was very dirty.

The expression suddenly became very colorful.

Song Pingqing could see her little thoughts and laughed softly: "Really..."

cute.

"Is it an urgent job?" Song Pingqing turned off the lights in the studio and sat down directly on the wooden floor of the outer corridor.

"It's not urgent." Murong Xue also wanted to sit on the ground and looked down at the two strands of dyed white hair on Song Pingqing's head.

Song Pingqing was sitting facing the blooming flowers and lush vegetation in the garden. Murong Xue felt particularly comfortable just standing beside her.

But looking at the wooden floor under my feet, I couldn't sit down.

Ah...it's still too dirty.

Song Pingqing looked up at her and said, "Hey, Miss, would you like to put aside your pride for a while and be an idler?"

Song Pingqing smiled and patted the floor beside him.

Murong Xue suddenly wanted to sit down.