Lu Ming, 21 years old, debuted as a trainee in 2019. He is an all-around idol artist who can sing, dance, and rap...
Lin Zhiming searched Baidu for the man named Lu Ming in front of him and found that this man was really a well-known idol star. It was no wonder that his mother-in-law would come over to be a dog licker.
"Lu Ming, I wasn't sure it was you just now, but now I'm sure, you are as handsome as on TV, no... no, you are even more handsome than on TV!" Zhou Yanqiu said with a smile on her face, the fat on her face was because of her smile
When squeezed together, they look very greasy.
"Thank you for your love." Lu Ming said with a sunny smile.
"Jingjing, this is Lu Ming, the most popular singing and dancing idol right now!" Zhou Yanqiu said.
"You're welcome, Auntie." Lu Ming shook his head modestly.
"Jingjing, do you remember that song "Basketball Dream"? It was sung by Lu Ming. It's so nice." Zhou Yanqiu said.
"Auntie, "Basketball Dream" was sung by Chen Ming..." Lu Ming said with an embarrassed look.
"Ah? Really? Then I forgot about it. I'm sorry." Zhou Yanqiu said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, I like that song very much too." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Jingjing, hurry up and take a photo with Lu Ming for me. It's a rare opportunity!" Zhou Yanqiu said to Yao Jing.
"Sorry, we don't want to take a group photo!" the female assistant on the side said immediately.
"It's okay. Without everyone's support, and without the person I am now, it's not a big deal to take a photo together. Let's just come and take a photo together. Meifeng, please help me take a photo." Lu Ming smiled and greeted the people next to him.
road.
There were not many people in this business car, just Lin Zhiming and his wife, Zhou Yanqiu and his wife, Lu Ming, his female assistant, and a bodyguard.
The female assistant named Meifeng stood up dissatisfied and said, "Lu Ming, you are so friendly to the people. Hey, I can't say anything more about you. You should hurry up!"
Lu Ming walked to the aisle with a smile on his face.
Zhou Yanqiu quickly walked to Lu Ming's side, pressed her body slightly against Lu Ming, and then said, "Know your fate, be quiet, husband, come here."
"I'll forget it, I'm an old man and it doesn't look good in pictures." Yao Jianyong scratched his head and said.
"My company still has something to do." Yao Jing lowered her head and looked at the computer.
Lin Zhiming looked out the window and ignored Zhou Yanqiu's words.
"Don't regret it! Lu Ming, they won't shoot, let's do it," Zhou Yanqiu said.
Lu Ming smiled with a smile on his face. Usually there were many people begging him to take photos with him, but today it was really weird. Except for a greasy middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, no one wanted to take a photo with him.
group photo.
The female assistant was also dumbfounded. A group photo of one of her own artists was paid thousands or tens of thousands of yuan by the outside world. Now that there is an opportunity to take a photo for free, no one here seems interested?
Don’t these people have internet access at home?
"Don't be shy, come all over." Lu Ming said with a smile.
No one paid any attention to Lu Ming, and Lu Ming's smile suddenly became awkward.
The female assistant stood opposite Lu Ming, holding a camera in her hand. She didn't know whether to take a picture or not.
"It seems that everyone is still relatively introverted, so let's shoot like this." Lu Ming said.
The female assistant nodded, picked up the phone, counted three two one, and pressed the button to take a photo.
Zhou Yanqiu got her wish and took a photo with Lu Ming, as happy as a fifty-year-old middle-aged woman.
"These are four tickets for my solo concert. They are all in the front row. I hope I can express my apology to you." Lu Ming took out four tickets and walked to Yao Jing.
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Yao Jing was about to refuse, but Zhou Yanqiu ran over, took away the four tickets, and said, "We will definitely go to the scene to support you!!"
"Mom, how can you just take other people's things?" Yao Jing said dissatisfied.
"This is Lu Ming's concert ticket! It's still in the first row. Whoever doesn't want it is a fool!" Zhou Yanqiu said.
Yao Jing rolled her eyes and stopped talking.
"Finally, sir, your wife is very beautiful. You are so lucky!" Lu Ming said to Lin Zhiming with a smile.
Lin Zhiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Thank you."
Lu Ming smiled and sat back in his seat.
Half an hour flew by in a blink of an eye.
The train entered Rongjin High-speed Railway Station.
"Lu Ming, bye, see you tomorrow!" Zhou Yanqiu said goodbye to Lu Ming before getting off the car.
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Lu Ming smiled and nodded, then watched Lin Zhiming and his family leave.
"That girl is really good-looking." The female assistant said in a low voice.
"Yeah." Lu Ming nodded and looked at Yao Jing's back through the car window. The lines on her back were fascinating.
"He's a scheming boy." Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing walked out side by side, saying as they walked.
"Huh?" Yao Jing raised her eyebrows.
"Calling you beautiful in front of me has bad intentions." Lin Zhiming said.
"Maybe they just envy you for having a wife like me?" Yao Jing said.
"It's not appropriate for him to say something like that. Since he said it, there must be a purpose. If I were just an ordinary person, or if I wasn't so confident in my heart, that sentence alone would be enough to make me feel stressed and ashamed." Lin Zhiming
said.
Yao Jing smiled, looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "With such a beautiful wife like me, to be honest, do you feel any pressure?"
"With a husband as rich and smart as me, do you feel any pressure?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"What do you think?" Yao Jing smiled.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said nothing.
The four of them walked out of the high-speed rail station together.
A large group of young people gathered outside the high-speed rail station, holding various slogans in their hands. They seemed to be fans of Lu Ming who came to pick them up, including some very beautiful women.
"It is said that it is extremely easy to become fans of male artists in the industry. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it. With this enthusiastic attitude, they are probably willing to do anything." Lin Zhiming looked at the group of "fans" and said
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"Everyone pursues different things. They are willing to give everything for the things they love and pursue. It is very cute and enviable!" Yao Jing said.
"I thought you would think these people are stupid," Lin Zhiming said.
"Am I such a common person in your eyes?" Yao Jing asked.
"No...you are a fairy." Lin Zhiming smiled.
"Hippy smiley face." Yao Jing scolded with a smile.
The four of them walked out of the high-speed rail station and walked to the opposite side of the high-speed rail station.
"That guy Huang Tingjun, why hasn't he come yet? He said he would come to pick up the car?" Lin Zhiming frowned and looked at his watch.
At this moment, a black Audi A6 drove over and stopped next to Lin Zhiming.
"There's a traffic jam on the road! Get in the car." Huang Tingjun said.
Lin Zhiming smiled, opened the back door and said to Yao Jing, "You sit in the back with your parents, and I'll sit in the front."
"Yeah!" Yao Jing nodded and sat in the back row with Zhou Yanqiu and Yao Jianyong, while Lin Zhiming sat in the front row.
"I know my fate, I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be so beautiful! You are so lucky!" Huang Tingjun said while driving.
What he said was similar to what Lu Ming said before, but his manner and tone were different. His words were truly a blessing.
"That's for sure." Lin Zhiming said, turned to look at Yao Jing and said, "This fat man is the Huang Tingjun I told you, my best friend in college."
"Yes, I know." Yao Jing nodded and said to Huang Tingjun, "Zhi Ming said that you took good care of him when he was in college."
"It's not very caring, it's special caring. Zhi Ming was a weirdo in college. He couldn't communicate well and often offended people. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have known how to survive the four years of college. Just because of this friendship, he called
I can promise you even if you call me daddy... Hey, you know your fate, I was just joking, put the knife down for me." Huang Tingjun said excitedly.
Lin Zhiming played with the palm-sized folding knife in his hand and said, "What did you say just now? What did you call daddy?"
"I call you dad! Put away my knife quickly." Huang Tingjun said.
"You are really amazing. Aren't you afraid of being caught if you put something like this in your car?" Lin Zhiming said as he put the knife in his hand back to its original position.
He just discovered this knife.
"When you go out, you must have something to protect yourself." Huang Tingjun said.
"Who did you offend?" Lin Zhiming keenly noticed something and asked.
"No, you are overthinking." Huang Tingjun shook his head, as if he had no intention of saying more.
Lin Zhiming didn't ask any further questions and casually chatted with Huang Tingjun.
It didn't take long for everyone to arrive at the hotel. The hotel was booked by Lin Zhiming's monitor, Zhang Quan, and it was a five-star hotel. Originally, Lin Zhiming planned to book it himself, but Zhang Quan went to WeChat several days in advance and chatted with him privately.
Lin Zhiming couldn't refuse, so he gave Zhang Quan his ID number to book a hotel.
As for the rooms of Zhou Yanqiu and Yao Jianyong, they were booked by Yao Jing. After all, they were not here to attend a wedding.
"I heard that many classmates from our university came this time." Huang Tingjun said, leaning at the door of Lin Zhiming's room.
"The squad leader's appeal is quite strong." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Well, I don't know if it will turn into a show-off conference by then." Huang Tingjun said with a weird smile.
"A show-off conference?" Lin Zhiming shook his head and said, "Probably not."
"Nowadays, all kinds of gatherings would be meaningless if they were not for showing off." Huang Tingjun shook his head.
Lin Zhiming thought of the last gathering organized by He Shuhui, and felt that what Huang Tingjun said made sense.
If it really turns into a show-off conference, then...it would be a bit boring.
"No, my stomach hurts a little. Let me use your toilet!" Huang Tingjun said and walked into the room.
Ten minutes later, Huang Tingjun walked out of the toilet with an ugly face.
"What's wrong? It looks like you are constipated." Lin Zhiming said.
"You're really right." Huang Tingjun said with a bitter look on his face, "I've been constipated for three days, and my stomach hurts all the time, but I just can't poop out. I drank five bottles of Kaiselu, but it doesn't work at all.
No."
"Drink... five bottles of... what??" Lin Zhiming asked with a strange expression.