Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 37

"Teacher An, here." Lin Xi called softly with her hands on the back of the chair in the front row.

Jiang Anqing looked over and found that Shen Shucheng was sitting beside her.

Across the aisle, Chen Zheng smiled, "The seats specially arranged for Teacher An and Mr. Shen, Guan Xia and the others are in front."

"In this way, several of you old classmates can also chat, so that you won't be bored."

Jiang Anqing: "..."

At this moment, should he thank Chen Zheng for being overly considerate, or should he be anxious about the schedule of his neighbor in the next few hours.

Jiang Anqing's hesitation didn't last long, and Shen Shucheng turned his legs sideways to let Jiang Anqing go in.

Shen Shucheng's expression didn't change, Jiang Anqing could only bite the bullet and sat in to meet Lin Xi's delighted and expectant eyes for some reason.

For a while, Jiang Anqing saw that Shen Shucheng had resumed his usual sitting posture, with his back straight and his hands folded over his chest. It was a defensive and uneasy posture.

"Teacher An..."

Jiang Anqing blinked her eyes and turned her head, Lin Xi smiled brightly while holding a copy of "Zuo Dao".

"Mr. An, can you sign me?" Lin Xi scratched her head embarrassedly, "I really like your suspense novel."

There was a clear smile in Jiang Anqing's eyes, "Thank you, of course." He subconsciously reached into his pocket to get the pen, and his fingertips touched the cold body of the pen, and the cold touch made his fingers shrink.

Jiang Anqing glanced at Shen Shucheng beside him.

The pen was still the same pen, but Jiang Anqing didn't have the courage to take it out at the moment.

"Teacher An?" Lin Xi asked suspiciously.

Shen Shucheng still crossed his arms, as if he didn't listen to their conversation, but Jiang Anqing knew that it was impossible for Shen Shucheng not to hear him at such a short distance.

"Sorry," Jiang Anqing smiled apologetically, "I don't have a pen..."

Lin Xi was stunned for a few times, and he turned to look through the bag, saying, "I have it here, Teacher An can just use mine."

Shen Shucheng pursed his lips lightly.

The neat pen writing fell on the title page, the wings of the aircraft began to tremble, and the flying bird rushed into the sky.

The journey is boring, and everyone closed their eyes and rested their minds not long after the journey started.

Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng are very quiet here, because of the budget they are sitting in the economy class, the seats are very close together, elbows touching elbows, deliberately avoiding it makes them more ambiguous.

During the long trip, the panel in front of me began to play a short video mechanically. It seemed to be the MV recorded by the airline itself. A low-saturation filter was added to the screen, which made it look like a movie.

The low piano sound echoed in the ears, and the drum beats added later were crisp and bright.

"Why did you come to the show?"

Jiang Anqing raised her eyes after hearing this, and Shen Shucheng was looking at herself with her head turned sideways.

Jiang Anqing couldn't answer because he wanted to escape.

"I think it's quite interesting." Jiang Anqing said insincerely, "It's also to find some inspiration for the next book. I didn't expect such a coincidence."

There is only one sentence in the sentence that I didn't expect such a coincidence to be true.

Shen Shucheng raised his eyebrows, "It's quite a coincidence."

Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi in the front seat seemed to be asleep, and the only person talking to Jiang Anqing was Shen Shucheng.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" The stewardess came over pushing the dining car.

Jiang Anqing's attention was drawn away, and two voices sounded at the same time in the next second.

"Orange juice."

Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng looked at each other, the stewardess still had a smile on her face, "Okay, both gentlemen want orange juice, right?" She turned the dining car and asked, "Do you want room temperature or cold, gentlemen?"

Jiang Anqing waited for a few seconds, and was about to speak when she saw that Shen Shucheng was silent, but she didn't expect to speak in unison again.

"Normal temperature."

The stewardess smiled a little more, "Okay, wait a minute."

Jiang Anqing: "..."

Shen Shucheng held the glass and handed it to Jiang Anqing, but his eyes didn't look away.

The journey is endlessly boring, but there are people around you, so you won't be irritable.

At the moment when everyone was quiet, Shen Shucheng suddenly began to ask softly.

"So what you said before was intentional?"

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips.

"The show will be recorded for three months." Shen Shucheng said, before Jiang Anqing had time to answer: "So you still have time to go back now."

Shen Shucheng's meaning was very clear, he didn't want Jiang Anqing to bite the bullet and continue recording.

Jiang Anqing only felt that if he left now, he was confirming the fact that he was hiding from Shen Shucheng.

Calm down and get along with ordinary friends is the only way to solve the problem.

Jiang Anqing shook his head after thinking clearly, "No need."

Shen Shucheng raised his eyebrows, but remained silent.

"Besides this, what else have you lied to me about?"

Jiang Anqing held the pen firmly in her pocket, and said, "It's gone."

"No more?" Shen Shucheng repeated meaninglessly.

Jiang Anqing nodded, "Well, it's gone."

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The South African airport is not dilapidated and backward as imagined, but very international and clean.

The hot wind blowing towards the face smiled arrogantly, welcome to the wild world.

"I said hello in advance, our first stop is a small shop on the plain..." Chen Zheng straddled his luggage and walked in front of the crowd, "The off-road vehicle is waiting outside the airport."

Lin Xi seemed to always remember her identity as an assistant, and kept following Jiang Anqing, chattering and persuading her to carry the bag for Jiang Anqing, even though Jiang Anqing had said three times that there was nothing in the bag and it was not heavy at all.

"Mr. An, this is my job. Regardless of whether the bag is heavy or not, you can just give it to me..." the boy Linxi trotted behind him.

Jiang Anqing was never used to asking others to help, just when he sighed, Shen Shucheng stepped up.

"I don't need you, I'll take it." Shen Shucheng waved his hand and took the backpack directly from Jiang Anqing's hand.

Lin Xi followed behind with wide eyes.

Shen Shucheng looked at Lin Xi sideways with the bag in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Now I'm carrying the bag, you're not my assistant, so don't grab it, right?"

Lin Xi was silent, Chen Zheng had already called four off-road vehicles and waited outside the hall.

Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi got into the car quickly.

Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng could only sit together again.

Lin Xi got into the co-pilot unwillingly, and said with aggrieved tone, "Mr. An, let me mention it next time."

Jiang Anqing rubbed the bridge of her nose, "No need."

Shen Shucheng looked out the car window and smiled softly.

The dusty exhaust rose, and the four off-road vehicles drove in a row to the orange wasteland in the distance.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, the driver took out a few rough cloths from the drawer and chattered.

Lin Xi was confused, and the translation staff who came up said: "This is for us to wear it. After a while in the field, the wind and sand will be heavy, so squint your eyes."

Lin Xi held the coarse cloth and handed it to the three people in the back seat.

The mask is made of coarse cloth, so people can be seen clearly in a blurry way, and it really effectively blocks the wind and sand.

The road ahead became more and more rugged, and the low bungalows on the side of the road gradually disappeared from sight.

It seems that this line of teams is heading towards the barrenness.

After crossing the last bare rock, the wind howled, and even with the windows closed, the choking dust could still be smelled.

Jiang Anqing sat in the middle of the back seat, and the staff beside him had already buried their heads in their coats.

The driver's voice was louder, but this time there was no staff to interpret, Jiang Anqing didn't have time to react, and the tip of her nose was suddenly covered with both hands.

"what!"

Jiang Anqing heard Lin Xi's exclamation.

"Bah, bah, bah!" It was Lin Xi who was spitting out the sand that had been poured into his mouth.

It turned out to be a burst of strong dust, and the hand covering his face was warm and hot, it was Shen Shucheng's palm.

Following the driver's laughter, the hands loosened.

The driver looked at Lin Xi's embarrassment and laughed, Lin Xi frowned helplessly, "I, listen, no, understand, you, say, what, what!" He danced word by word, but they still couldn't communicate with each other.

Lin Xi looked back and longed for the help of the staff, but found that the man had already wrapped himself up like a mummy, as if he didn't probe at the end of the world.

Lindsey was discouraged.

But Shen Shucheng gradually discovered the pattern in the following journey.

The driver only needs to point to the front windshield and yell that the wind and sand are coming. He points to the window and yells to show them the scenery.

Jiang Anqing was careful and discovered this early on, so he could almost count down three seconds before Shen Shucheng reached out.

three

two

一

The strong wind blows the sand and dust towards the car windows, and fine particles get in.

At the same time, a pair of hands timely covered the eyes.

Jiang Anqing fell into darkness again, and after a while, light came through, and the front of his eyelids turned a warm orange.

At the end of the windy and sandy journey, Lin Xi jumped out of the car, spitting and wiping the sand from his mouth, and the driver laughed loudly.

Chen Zheng walked down from the first car to Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng, smiling with his arm on the window edge.

"Does it feel okay?" Chen Zheng asked.

"It's okay." Shen Shucheng's expression was still very cold when he spoke, but Chen Zheng was clever enough to discover the softness.

"Are you in a good mood?" Chen Zheng shifted his gaze to Jiang Anqing beside Shen Shucheng.

Jiang Anqing got out of the car sideways.

The crew is busy unloading the recording equipment from the car.

Chen Zheng pointed to the small corridor on the second floor in front of him: "This is our residence for the next three days, guests should choose the room first."

From the second of getting off the car, the camera is already on.

Chen Zheng said that he wanted to make the most original variety show and tried his best to remove the deliberate and exaggerated editing, so the cameramen did not run around the guests like other shows, but like real recorders, they wore sun hats quietly Holding the camera and standing in the distance.

Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi also approached.

"Didn't you say it was a store?" Jiang Anqing asked doubtfully.

"It's a shop." Chen Zheng spread his hands and smiled, "It's just that there is no boss. From now on, you are the bosses of this shop."

"The task of the first stop is to feed the moose and ensure their three meals a day."

Guan Xia was stunned, "What?"

Chen Zheng handed over the task card, and Pu Fanzhi walked over to take it.

"Each person picks out a moose from the farm in the backyard of the shop, and the farm owner will come to check and accept it three days later. Whoever raises the most beautiful one will be rewarded at the first stop." Pu Fan read out every word task card.

"Reward?" Shen Shucheng repeated.

Pu Fanzhi said: "Reward recipients can choose an item that they need most at this stage."

"Wouldn't that be An Qing taking advantage?" Guan Xia asked foolishly.

Sanqing is a band, and they need many and complicated props when making songs, but Jiang Anqing is different, he is a writer, a pen and a piece of paper are enough.

So facing Guan Xia's question, Chen Zheng sat behind the camera and smiled and said: "So Jiang Anqing's props, paper and pens are short-term, such as ink and paper...the number of times they can be used is limited."

Jiang Anqing raised his eyebrows.

"There are also cameras and fabrics, etc..." Chen Zheng smiled mysteriously after speaking.

"?" Shen Shucheng and the others were stunned for a while, only to hear Chen Zheng say again: "Who said that there are only a few of you as guests?"

"Due to schedule conflicts, two late guests will appear the day after tomorrow~"

"Oh, the visitor is not kind!" Guan Xia rolled up his sleeves, and Pu Fanzhi helplessly helped his forehead.

It seems that Guan Xia has adapted to recording variety shows like a duck to water.

Cloth and camera...

The theme of the show is inspiration again, Jiang Anqing can think of the other two guests, one is a photographer and the other is a designer.

But in today's entertainment industry, there are not many famous photographers and designers.

Chen Zheng clapped his hands, "Then let's choose the room now, whoever gets up early tomorrow will be the first to grab the handsome moose."

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