The boss of the restaurant is not here today, so the manager came to the private room. He expressed welcome and respect to the guests appropriately, and also addressed him as Miss Cheng. Cheng Yaoyao is a sociable person, and she does not show off any star-idol vibes. She is equally polite and courteous.

The manager is in his forties, and he is probably not a star-chasing person but loves music. The only thing he can mention seems to be "The Year and the Palace", and he seems to like this song very much: "...I must sing it every time I go to KTV."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Who will sing the female part?"

Of course a hotel manager would not be stumped: "If you don't want to sing, just watch TV, Miss Cheng."

Cheng Yaoyao chuckled: "It seems there are two versions. Teacher 402 was in the audience at that scene in Puhai."

Yang Jingxing shook his head at Cheng Yaoyao and said, "Both scenes were beautiful..."

After the manager left, Cheng Yaoyao confirmed that the hotel did not know that Manager Yang was 402. Yang Jingxing joked: "...or else I would dare to come with you."

"Actually, there is no need to be so careful..." Cheng Yaoyao seemed to complain: "Don't say that."

Yang Jingxing apologized and wanted to answer the phone. It was from Pingjing about the movie "Registration", but he didn't avoid Cheng Yaoyao and just said it there.

Cheng Yaoyao did not use the hotel towels, but brought her own wet wipes to wipe her hands, and was ready to eat.

After Yang Jingxing spent two minutes communicating with Wu Mingyang about the pre-sale details of the online TV rights, Cheng Yaoyao was not curious about the content of the call, but continued the topic they had talked about before: "Did I tell you? I felt a little sorry for you at the time.

, in fact, you are at least the main composer, not just the arranger."

Yang Jingxing didn't care: "You can't say that. It's the bosses who directed and planned it well. I'm just a construction worker."

Cheng Yaoyao laughed and looked at Yang Jingxing: "I admired you back then."

Yang Jingxing was modest: "I took advantage of the opportunity. If these people hadn't sung it and had such a creative background, the song wouldn't be particularly outstanding."

Cheng Yaoyao insisted on her expression: "It's a very good song... At that time, we said we wanted to add a female voice. I thought it should be Sister Duan." She smiled.

Yang Jingxing thought: "It must have a youthful and energetic flavor, otherwise it will not be embellishment."

Cheng Yaoyao was very modest: "How dare I embellish them, a supporting role... But I really should thank you, but in the company, it is not convenient for me to get too close to you, and you have a girlfriend." She had a very serious expression.

Yang Jingxing thought: "Work is mutual, don't be so polite."

Cheng Yaoyao smiled: "...I haven't seen Dai Qing for a while, how is she now?"

Yang Jingxing said: "We are preparing for a new album, but there is no announcement yet."

Cheng Yaoyao nodded and commented: "She is very lucky. In fact, it was so smooth in the past two years...it still lacks a little training. But this time she did the right thing and she is sincere to you."

Yang Jingxing was a little embarrassed: "You mean Weibo? The company almost reported criticism on this matter. It's so unorganized and undisciplined."

Cheng Yaoyao felt: "It's not necessarily the right thing for a company to be cautious and sail the ship for thousands of years. It's good now, everything is clear, and it kills two birds with one stone."

"Luck may not always come." Yang Jingxing was very objective: "Rules are rules, and you should abide by them."

Cheng Yaoyao nodded slightly in agreement, then remembered: "You didn't open Weibo?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head.

"It's actually a bit interesting." Cheng Yaoyao suggested: "You can open one, it's fun."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I thought you needed it for work."

Cheng Yaoyao admitted: "Yes, but sometimes I see it for myself...it feels different from the interaction on and off the stage. It seems that there is no sense of distance."

Yang Jingxing: "I have no one to interact with."

"How is that possible?" Cheng Yaoyao didn't believe it: "You have fans and friends and classmates."

Yang Jingxing said: "I like face-to-face communication, at least on the phone."

Cheng Yaoyao is really sensitive: "You blame me again?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "No..."

"I'm sorry." Cheng Yaoyao faced Yang Jingxing completely, and moved closer. Her sincere expression seemed to be a little coquettish, and her words were a little delayed: "It's my fault this time."

Yang Jingxing was helpless: "You said you don't want to talk about work..."

"It's not work." Cheng Yaoyao shook her head: "If it was just work... I wouldn't be so sorry to you."

Yang Jingxing was also shameless: "Really? That's okay, you can treat me to this meal."

Cheng Yaoyao immediately changed her face and became a little contemptuous: "Is this the request?"

Yang Jingxing: "Add two more dishes..."

Finally, they started eating and drinking. Cheng Yaoyao's appetite was only two or three mouthfuls of Yang Jingxing's. She was worried too much and ate very little light and oily vegetables. Yang Jingxing understood professional habits and did not dissuade Cheng Yaoyao, but he did not just eat for himself.

, we still chatted while eating, and regarded Cheng Yaoyao as a colleague and friend, and she was also a beautiful colleague, so we would joke a little bit, but not too much.

Cheng Yaoyao didn't let her talk idle, she kept saying that she was a real person without showing her face. She even knew that there was a beautiful girl applying to be a front desk clerk at Hongxing, so she even knew that she had to add fuel to the fire. She also suspected that Yang Jingxing had done something to feel sorry for others.

thing.

Yang Jingxing is always reluctant to gossip about himself: "People I knew before are joking."

Cheng Yaoyao had a sudden thought: "Do you think you are a dedicated person?"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed.

Cheng Yaoyao also seemed to feel that the topic was a bit over the line: "Because you don't write love songs, it makes people think..."

Yang Jingxing confessed: "I wrote it, but I didn't sell it."

Cheng Yaoyao was interested: "Who is it written to?"

Yang Jingxing said, "The person I like." He wasn't too embarrassed.

Cheng Yaoyao asked: "Do you still like it now?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Probably."

Cheng Yaoyao giggled: "What should it be? You don't know?"

Yang Jingxing said, "You really should try this."

Cheng Yaoyao is very self-disciplined: "No... I didn't do any exercise today."

Yang Jingxing said: "Today is not over yet, let's take a walk..."

Under the watch of Cheng Yaoyao, Yang Jingxing took only half an hour to finish four full bowls of rice and several dishes in a very graceful manner. He could have paid the bill, but Cheng Yaoyao hadn't finished eating yet. She said it was rare to enjoy leisure time.

This rhythm of moving the chopsticks symbolically for one minute continued for another half an hour, and the two of them talked about some more intimate but not in-depth topics between colleagues.

Yang Jingxing was still a little conscious, and in the end he didn't ask Cheng Yaoyao to treat him. After all, it was the first time for the two of them to have dinner. After discussing it again, because it was only seven o'clock, it was rare to relax. Cheng Yaoyao didn't want to go home too early, and proudly decided that no matter how good Yang Jingxing's spare time was,

Boring is definitely much better than myself.

When she left the restaurant, Cheng Yaoyao didn't even wear sunglasses because it was dark and the car was parked very close to her. The security guard pretended to be protective of the celebrity.

Cheng Yaoyao did not want Yang Jingxing to be a gentleman, so she opened the passenger door and quickly got in the car without fear of being exposed. When Yang Jingxing also got in the car, Cheng Yaoyao was worried again: "There is no flash, right?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Safe."

Feeling that the relationship was still a little closer, when Yang Jingxing reversed the car and drove out, Cheng Yaoyao took the initiative to look at the glove box: "What songs does Teacher 402 usually listen to?"

There was no album by Cheng Yaoyao, not even one she knew, and she had no idea where it came from, but she was not ashamed to ask, and then lamented that Yang Jingxing really loved learning: "...where is this box?" She was really rude and dug it out all at once.

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "It's private, don't take it out."

"I want to listen!" Cheng Yaoyao smiled, making a threatening gesture of opening the box with her hand, which seemed a little cute.

Yang Jingxing shook his head again, reached out and chose a reggae album: "Listen to this."

Cheng Yaoyao was polite and put back Yang Jingxing's personal CD, and she also had some knowledge of reggae music, so she wouldn't be completely confused after listening to Yang Jingxing's nonsense.

Yang Jingxing was so sincere. On this summer night, which was not cool at all, he took Cheng Yaoyao to the Bund for a walk to eat, and asked the little singing diva to take out a disposable mask.

"How is it?" After being fully armed, Cheng Yaoyao was still worried.

Yang Jingxing looked at it: "I can still recognize it... Take off the mask. There are no three hundred taels of silver here. Is there a rubber band? The hair is tied up. This hairstyle is too eye-catching."

Of course Cheng Yaoyao said: "Teacher Chen made it for me at home. He was so busy that he wished I could beg him... without a rubber band."

Yang Jingxing really knows how to find a way to violently tear off the straps of the mask and let the little diva tie up her hair. Fortunately, Cheng Yaoyao didn't dislike it, but it was really difficult to do it: "...can you tie it up for me?"

Yang Jingxing did not dare to compete with famous hairstylists: "Forget it, that's it."

Cheng Yaoyao didn't dare to take risks: "Tie it for me!" she ordered, turned around, turned her back to Yang Jingxing, and handed the strap behind her back.

Yang Jingxing took the belt and said, "Pull up your hair."

Cheng Yaoyao's movements are still quite nimble. The back of her neck is also quite white under the light of the car. The skin behind her ears, shoulders, and skin are all very good.

Yang Jingxing probably didn't want to touch Cheng Yaoyao's skin: "Lift your hand a little..." and then be careful.

Cheng Yaoyao was professional and motionless.

"Okay." Yang Jingxing commented to himself: "No, it's not effective, but it still looks good."

Cheng Yaoyao laughed and looked at herself in the mirror: "...Oh my God, it's so ugly. I'll be done with it if I get photographed!"

"Ultimately ugly." Yang Jingxing said modestly, "I'll do my best."

Cheng Yaoyao chuckled, she still had to tidy up her bangs carefully, maybe because occupational safety is not as good as nature.

After getting out of the car for a walk, the two of them kept a distance from each other and slowly arrived at a crowded place. However, the little diva slowly relaxed and felt relatively safe. Cheng Yaoyao also told Yang Jingxing the truth, when she was shopping in Hong Kong or Taipei

Basically, there is nothing to worry about. Those in Tokyo and Seoul are more confident.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Do you like shopping?"

Cheng Yaoyao took it for granted: "Who doesn't like women!?"

Yang Jingxing said, "Here, I'll give you a blow."

Cheng Yaoyao was alert: "What!?"

Yang Jingxing's eyes were sharp and he led Cheng Yaoyao to a billboard, which was a advertisement for Cheng Yaoyao's cosmetics. I don't know who caused the trouble, but painted two big words on the photo of Cheng Yaoyao who looked much fairer and brighter than the real person, but had no sense of reality.

Black nostrils.
Chapter completed!