Qingzhou Boyu, shining sky and southern summer

"Hey, it's disgusting!" Yue Qingzhou rubbed his arms and stared at Ji Boyu. When he looked away, he accidentally saw the cut steak. His eyes lingered on the steak for a second, and then quickly looked back at his salad. Keep grazing.

"Do you want to eat?" Ji Boyu saw through his gluttony, inserted a piece of steak and stretched it out in front of him.

"No no no!" Yue Qingzhou shrank back, "I can't eat meat anymore."

"Are you a monk? Hurry up, it's tiring to lift, and the fork is heavy."

Looking at the steak in front of her eyes, Yue Qingzhou couldn't help but open her mouth and eat it.The delicious gravy exploded in his mouth, Yue Qingzhou felt so delicious that he trembled, and subconsciously ate the second piece that was fed.

On another table a few meters away, Yao Nana and Nan Huaixia looked at the two people affectionately while dragging their cheeks.

"Tsk, Nana, you really know how to choose a place." Nan Huaixia murmured.

"That's right, I said that I was blessed by the God of Gossip in the dark, and I could see everything—look, that's called pure love, that's called green onion, and you have the nerve to say pure love, huh~" Yao Nana took a sip of her drink in disgust.

"Cut, but I really didn't expect Yue Qingzhou to look like this." Nan Huaixia also looked away and continued to eat pasta, "Isn't this a little monkey with underdeveloped puberty?"

"It's not for you to have sex with him. I think it's cute, like a zoo."

"I can't accept this face control." Nan Huaixia shrugged his shoulders, "But that's right, the people he dated before were also so inconspicuous. I guess I have this kind of mentality because of my good looks."

"Hey, isn't it so ugly?" Yao Nana knocked on the table, "Isn't she still very handsome, but the facial features are not so deep and not so bright, and she doesn't know how to dress up, and her hairstyle is not good—of course, she can't get in." In your eyes, Lin Yaokong is such a handsome dish, you have eaten it for so many years, of course you can't see the bland ones, hey, he still works as a model?"

"It's not a model, it's my own sports brand, it's just for fun—" Nan Huaixia involuntarily picked up on her in a relaxed situation, and regretted it after speaking, "Tsk, you're talking to me again."

"I have no idea, we're just chatting, and besides, I'm not interested in his sports brand. Isn't this the scope of work? I don't gossip about your love life, do I?"

"You don't gossip too much."

While chatting, Nan Huaixia's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but it looked familiar, so he picked it up: "Hello? Who are you?"

——"Why didn't you tell me you changed your number?" A somewhat mature female voice.

"Oh..." Nan Huaixia reacted for three seconds and remembered who it was, "What's the matter?"

——"I'm going back to China, let's meet up in a few days, are you free?"

"Okay, anyway, I'm still so free."

— “Well, I’m on the plane.”

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huaixia frowned and thought for a few seconds, "Nana, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter?" Yao Nana nodded.

"Help me find someone," Nan Huaixia tapped her phone, "Her, help me find out how her business is doing recently."

"What's wrong?" Yao Nana also guessed who this person was, "Is the fiancée going to force marriage?"

"I don't know. The main thing is to check her family's funds. It feels weird. It seems that something is going to happen, but she will contact me."

"She's not the only one who is weird, what happened to Lin Yaokong?" Yao Nana put down his chopsticks, "Why did the prodigal son turn around after floating in the United States for so many years and return to Lin's to work hard?"

"Heh, it's so fast, you know it all?"

"Is it strange that I don't know?"

"Oh yes yes yes, I forgot that you are blessed by the God of Gossip."

"It's not about the God of Gossip, it's a big deal, and it's quite a shock in the circle. Rumor has it that Lin Haoshuang has fought Lin Yaokong eight hundred times." Yao Nana laughed as she spoke, "Everything Just guessing, Xiao Haoshuang misses his brother very much, and can't wait for his brother to come back."

"I don't know either," Nan Huaixia looked sad, "Kong Kong is very strange, and he didn't tell me."

"You call him Kong Kong?"

"Tsk," Nan Huaixia drank the red wine with regret on his face, "I'm telling you what I'm doing..."

"Because you asked me to do something, let's go." Yao Nana kicked him, "Shall we go say hello to Mr. Ji?"

"That's right," Nan Huaixia took off the napkin with a smirk on his face, "Otherwise it would appear that we are impolite."

"Oh my god!" Yue Qingzhou wanted to plunge her head into the salad and confessed, "I ate up all your steaks—it's all your fault!"

"Blame me again?" Ji Boyu smiled, and put some of Yue Qingzhou's salad into his mouth, "Oh my god, it's really unpalatable, it's like grass."

"I'm going to get fat!"

"No, it's hard to gain weight at your age, you will grow taller."

Yue Qingzhou broke down when she heard that she had grown taller, and said in a low voice, "I can't grow taller anymore! You know why!"

"Isn't it good to grow taller?" Ji Boyu pretended not to understand, "I still hope to grow taller."

"You are already tall enough." Nan Huaixia's voice suddenly came from behind Ji Boyu, "How much taller do you want to grow—this is your cram school teacher?"

Ji Boyu didn't turn his head back, with a look of disgust on his face: "Can't you eat in another place?"

"Hey, it's not his fault," Yao Nana walked over, "I didn't expect you to be here at the place I booked—won't you introduce me?"

"No need to introduce," Ji Boyu said with even more disgust, "I'm not familiar with these two people."

"Unfamiliar?" Nan Huaixia opened the chair and sat down, "Let me tell you, Yue Qingzhou, when he was five years old, he would cry whenever he took piano lessons..."

Yue Qingzhou felt extremely embarrassed, and lowered her head uncomfortably, wondering why these two people seemed to know her.

Ji Boyu patted the table lightly and said: "You two go after eating, I will buy it alone."

"I'm not in a hurry," Nan Huaixia said, "I'm free."

"He's in a hurry," Ji Boyu pointed to Yue Qingzhou, "He's going to work soon—are you full? Let's go."

Yue Qingzhou nodded hurriedly, stood up, and followed Ji Boyu away.

After leaving the restaurant, Yue Qingzhou asked softly, "Who? Why do you know me?"

"Two bad friends, because I always mention you, you are all on my mind." Ji Boyu fastened his seat belt, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"Don't eat, there's no time."

"What about the afternoon? Don't you want to go to Sugar Bona?"

"I won't go, the company has a lot of things to do, and I asked for another day off before, so I'm sorry to leave... What should we do with our team? Brother Jiacheng finally spoke up last night, saying that he will leave after finishing the project in hand. I passed it, and I left without saying it out of friendship... Oh, what should I do... Our group is in danger, will I be expelled?"

"That's not good, you can stay in Sugar Bona all day—tsk, it seems that I can finally have my cousin's wedding wine."

"Cousin? Oh, it's brother Jiacheng's... that, that..."

"Thank you cousin for making my wife unemployed."

"Who is your wife!"

"Oh, you are my husband," Ji Boyu smiled, "Hey, my husband is unemployed, and my child and I are going to drink northwest wind..."

"What are you playing!" Yue Qingzhou went crazy, "Where did the child come from!"

"Hey, do you want to go to my company? I'll find you a part-time job, the kind that allows you to skip work and slip to Sugar Bona."

"Hey? You, what are you doing with your family?" Yue Qingzhou was a little moved.

"Well...it's not a good company either, the entertainment industry."

"Oh," Yue Qingzhou nodded, "Which stars are there?"

"Hey, small companies don't make it into the mainstream..." Ji Boyu thought for a while and randomly reported a few popular artists and groups from the company.

Every time Yue Qingzhou heard a name "wow", he screamed out when he heard the last group name: "Ah!!! Night flight!!! Night flight!!!" He slapped Ji Boyu's arm, "You didn't lie to me! Please, you didn't lie to me this time! Don't lie to me!"

Ji Boyu was taken aback: "No, I didn't lie to you, what's so good about lying, do you like it?"

"I really like it! Especially the lead singer! Ah!!!"

"Lead singer?!" Ji Boyu was helpless, "That kid Zheng Xi?"

"Ah!!! Do you know Zheng Xi!" Yue Qingzhou blushed with excitement.

When the light was red, Ji Boyu parked the car on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and shook it: "Do you want to call him?"

"Ah! No way!" Yue Qingzhou covered her face and hid aside.

Ji Boyu was a little upset: "What's he likes? I don't know if he's awake now. Most likely, he drank a few more bottles last night..."

"What drink!" Yue Qingzhou suddenly turned around and stared at him, "We flew at night with a band that was in the Spring Festival Gala! People are so upright that it's impossible to drink, don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Boyu was taken aback: "Oh, oh, good, nine times out of ten it's going to be late again, okay?" He dialed the phone.

Yue Qingzhou's expectant eyes glowed.

The phone was connected, and Ji Boyu turned on the speakerphone: "Hello? Brother, where are you?"

——"Ahem," the hoarse and magnetic male voice over there cleared his throat, "Master, what's the matter?"

Yue Qingzhou screamed silently at the side, and lip-synced to Ji Boyu—it was really him!

"It's nothing. Someone next to me doesn't believe that I know you."

——"Just for this," the man smiled, "You can't bet with someone just for this, right?"

"No, it's the person I've been chasing recently..."

Yue Qingzhou hit Xia Ji Boyu.

——"Oh, aren't you busy with the college entrance examination recently? Be careful, I will tell your daddy?" The man laughed.

"Come on, are you free this afternoon?"

—— "I'm writing the score at home in the afternoon, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I think he won't be able to sleep tonight if he doesn't see you today. Shall we meet?"

——"Okay, come to my house, I don't want to go out—hey, young master, did the boss ask, when will Lao Yun come out of the drug rehabilitation center? If he doesn't come out, he always finds someone else to do the song, what a trouble!"

Yue Qingzhou crumpled and hugged her head.

Ji Boyu quickly canceled the speakerphone: "Hey, let's not talk, let's talk about it when we meet in the afternoon, hang up."

Yue Qingzhou's teary eyes blurred: "Yunyun really took drugs...I've been scolding the trolls on the Internet for three days. Impossible, impossible, all rumors..."

Ji Boyu nodded amusedly: "Well, it's all rumors. It's not true that he went in three times or something. My dad almost failed to fish him out this time."

"Ah..." Yue Qingzhou's face was shattered, but soon he became wary, "Zheng, Zheng Xi..."

"He's much better, and doesn't touch anything except drinking. Oh, you know? It's true that their band is at odds."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yue Qingzhou was excited again, "Flying at night will last forever!"

"Yes, yes, yes," Ji Boyu couldn't help laughing, "We can't leave, the contract is tied."

"Oh..." Yue Qingzhou fell on the back of the chair, "What time is it? Ah - I'm late again! I'm so late, it's all your fault!"