Next, when Zhao Shun turned around, he disappeared again.

Fang Ling asked him, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Shun looked away and did not meet his gaze, "Just... you have been at the broadcasting station, it is too troublesome to send messages to you, you can add my WeChat, when I have something to do, I will contact you directly on WeChat explain."

Zhao Shun himself may not have noticed that his voice was a little tense at the end of the sentence, like a straightened wire.

Fang Ling suddenly realized, as if he didn't hear anything unusual, "It's okay, it's because you are more thoughtful."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the group of seven that was formed after dinner last night.

Zhao Shun hurriedly said, "The one with the basketball head is me!"

Fang Ling lowered his eyes and looked at his phone, "I know, you initiated a collection last night."

Annoyance flashed across Zhao Shun's eyes, and he closed the microphone and stopped talking.

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