Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Qiqing draped her arm around Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulders and brought her cell phone in front of Mu Xiaoxiao.
“Look, the Gossip Society said, someone who looked like Feng Shengyang appeared in school today. Many people said that they saw him, but unfortunately only a few people took photos.”
Mu Xiaoxiao cast a sidelong glance at her. “Do you like him too?”
Han Qiqing shrugged. “He’s alright, though he looks quite handsome.”
She thought, he is handsome, but not as handsome as Lu Yichen.
Song Shijun, who seemed focused on playing his game, suddenly snorted. “Celebrities are handsome only through their packaging, unlike us, who are naturally handsome!”
Han Qiqing made a vomiting face. “Enough. I’ve just eaten. Don’t make me throw up.”
Song Shijun pretended not to hear, turning his attention back to his cell phone game.
Mu Xiaoxiao had already seen Feng Shengyang in person earlier, so she wasn’t very interested in this topic.
She asked casually, “What other gossip is there?”
After the meal, it was interesting listening to some gossip to pass the time.
Han Qiqing flipped through her Weibo. “It says here that… the reason for Feng Shengyang coming to our school for a meet-and-greet with the fans was so that he could pick a female lead for his new song’s music video. Wow! A female lead!”
Song Shijun said softly, “You can forget about being the female lead. But perhaps you can be the female pig.”
“You shut up!” Han Qiqing threw a pillow at him.
Without even looking up, Song Shijun caught the pillow and placed it at his back for support.
Han Qiqing was mad, holding out her hand as she said to him, “Give me back the pillow!”
She regretted throwing it. Now she was sitting quite uncomfortably.
Song Shijun pondered for a moment before grabbing the pillow from behind him and throwing it back to her.
Han Qiqing was appeased.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t have much interest in this female lead for the music video. Hugging the pillow, her eyes were half-opened looking dreary.
She couldn’t help it, after all, she had just had her meal.
Then, Song Shijun casually asked, “Where’s Shaojie? Where did he go?”
Upon hearing Yin Shaojie’s name, Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes opened. “I don’t know… When I was eating just now, he suddenly left. I wonder what urgent matter he’s attending to.”
Han Qiqing suddenly sat up straight. “He left during the meal? He didn’t tell you what he was going to do?”
“He didn’t tell me.” Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, her head leaning on the pillow as she was ready to fall asleep.
Han Qiqing tapped her. “Xiaoxiao, you’re pretty calm about it. Why didn’t you ask him where he was going?”
“What’s there to ask?” Her voice was getting softer and softer.
Song Shijun said, “Yeah, men don’t like to be asked questions when busy. Qiqing, you should learn more from Xiaoxiao.”
Han Qiqing didn’t know how to articulate what was bothering her, so she only sighed.
Seeing that Mu Xiaoxiao was really sleepy, she stopped talking.
Typically, Mu Xiaoxiao would sleep in Yin Shaojie’s office, but today she was too lazy to even go up there, falling asleep on the sofa here.
Song Shijun continued playing games. It was making some noises, but luckily it wasn’t loud.
The small rays of light shone through the curtains, and the light breeze brushed past.
It was a tranquil moment.
Dong! When Han Qiqing was about to take an afternoon nap, a noise was heard.
Something fell to the floor.
She poked her head out from the sofa and saw a cell phone on the floor. It had fallen out of Mu Xiaoxiao’s pocket.
