Spear's answer made Lin Zhiming couldn't help but slap his legs and laugh. He had not discovered that Spear had such a side before, and today he had a more comprehensive understanding of Spear.
The group of people arrived at the hotel quickly. Lin Zhiming had already booked a room at the hotel, and they could check in directly after arriving at the hotel.
After everyone had put away their luggage, Lin Zhiming led everyone out of the hotel and walked to West Street, which was not far from the hotel.
West Street is an old street in Straits City. For locals like Lin Zhiming, it is ordinary. After all, I often came here when I was a child, but for foreigners, this street is very interesting.
The street is very narrow, and there are small two or three-story buildings on the roadside. The tops of the buildings are orange tiles. This is the most striking feature of the buildings on West Street.
There are people coming and going on the road, and the most popular snack bars on the roadside serve authentic snacks from Strait City, and many of them have a history of a hundred years.
“This Caitou Sour restaurant is where I often came to eat when I was a kid.”
"There is also this mochi, with sesame powder and peanut crumbs on it. It will make you full of love for life when you eat it."
Lin Zhiming is very conscientious and conscientious. He not only acts as a guide, but also as a commentator. Many of the store's specialties and history can be found immediately. People who don't know better think that Lin Zhiming is a tour guide.
Both Spear and Ye Shan listened carefully to Lin Zhiming's explanation. One of them planned to shoot here in the future, so they must have a sufficient understanding of the place. The other wanted to know more about Lin Zhiming's story.
West Street is not long, so it only took Lin Zhiming more than an hour to lead everyone from the street to the end of the street. After that, Lin Zhiming took them to some nearby attractions.
A group of people wandered until sunset, then returned to the hotel.
Back at the hotel, Lin Zhiming hosted a sumptuous dinner for Spier and his party, achieving the ultimate in friendship between landlords.
After eating and drinking, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Lin Zhiming sent Spier back to his room, and went to Ye Shan's room to have some refreshments. He returned home at past twelve o'clock in the evening.
When they got home, Gu Feiyan and Yao Jing were still awake and watching TV in the living room.
"I've been out for a day and I'm covered in sweat. I'm going to take a shower first and come out to chat with you later." Lin Zhiming said as he walked into the bathroom.
When Lin Zhiming came out again, there was already a bowl of noodles on the table in the living room.
"Feiyan still loves you. She thought that if you stayed out drinking so late, you would definitely be hungry when you came back, so she went to make you a bowl of noodles." Yao Jing said.
"I didn't make it alone. You fried the poached eggs and washed the vegetables. I just made some noodles." Gu Feiyan said.
"Hey, I, Lin Zhiming, have such a wife, what more could I ask for?" Lin Zhiming walked to the middle of the two of them and sat down with a smile.
"It is said that if a man takes a shower when he comes home, he must have committed adultery or theft. You took the shower a little more diligently today," Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming's pupils shrank slightly, and he said without changing his expression, "I can't help it, I'm covered in sweat. I want to fall into your arms as soon as I get home, but the conditions don't allow it, hey!"
"I heard that the TV drama crew is here today?" Gu Feiyan asked.
"Well, they're all here." Lin Zhiming nodded.
"Is that Ye Shan here too?" Yao Jing asked immediately.
"Yeah, hey, it's not like you two don't know that Ye Shan and I are trying to cover up people's eyes. Besides, I have a lot of traffic. Spreading some scandals with her can help increase her popularity. That person is from the entertainment company under me.
Now that the main trainee is popular, isn't that also making money for me?" Lin Zhiming answered in a flawless manner.
"I just asked her, why are you talking so much? Do you feel guilty?" Yao Jing asked.
"When he said these words, his eyes subconsciously glanced down. This is a very typical micro-expression of making up lies on the spot." Gu Feiyan said.
"Oh! Does that mean that everything he explained was all lies to us?" Yao Jing said.
"I guess so!" Gu Feiyan nodded.
"Well, we both have to wait for him to come back at home and feed him food. I didn't expect him to be so carefree and happy outside." Yao Jing sighed.
"Hey, when I think about it, we feel so pitiful. Sister Jing, let's go back to the room and sleep." Gu Feiyan said.
"Let's go, let's sleep together at night so that we can comfort each other." Yao Jing said, and she and Gu Feiyan stood up hand in hand, walked straight into their room, and then locked the door.
Up.
Lin Zhiming looked at the two of them and smiled helplessly. He actually knew the little thoughts of these two women. They just wanted to beat him. There was no malice in themselves, so Lin Zhiming didn't take it to heart. He picked up the
I ate the noodles on the table happily.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming's cell phone suddenly vibrated.
Lin Zhiming picked up the phone and took a look and found that it was a message from Xiao Ling.
Lin Zhiming covered his forehead helplessly. Xiao Ling had sent him at least hundreds of messages in the past half month. Lin Zhiming couldn't figure out how this college student had so much time to give to him.
She sends messages by herself, and even if he doesn't reply, she will send something crackling every once in a while, as if she doesn't care at all whether she replies or not.
"Idol, are you asleep?"
"I can't sleep a little bit."
Seeing these two messages from Xiao Ling, Lin Zhiming thought for a moment, clicked on Xiao Ling's profile picture, and then set the message not to be reminded, so that messages sent by Xiao Ling in the future would not be displayed.
Lin Zhiming just asked people not to send messages if his fate was not good, so he could only think of this way, so maybe Xiao Ling would stop sending messages after a while.
At this moment, several more messages appeared in Lin Zhiming's prestige, which were sent by other friends.
Lin Zhiming clicked on his friend's message and started chatting with him. Slowly, Xiao Ling's authoritative profile picture sank little by little, and Lin Zhiming didn't see the messages Xiao Ling sent later.
"My dad has been worried every day lately. I don't know if something happened to him."
"He asked me not to go to school for the time being and to wait for a while before going. I don't know why, so I can only stay at home."
"Now I have nothing to do every day, so I go to the Internet to quarrel with your negative fans. I find that there is less and less news about you on the Internet."
"They all say that you are discouraged, but in my opinion you must be dormant temporarily. I believe that with your character, it won't be long before you will fly again."
"Dad was arguing with someone again downstairs. I don't know what the quarrel was about. I couldn't even do my homework because of the quarrel."
"I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to sleep after a while. I recently followed a Douyin account called 17k Lao Shi. He shared many short stories and also talked about Chicken Soup for the Soul, but it is different from the ordinary Chicken Soup for the Soul.
Same, his Chicken Soup for the Soul is much more interesting."
"Come on, bye, see you tomorrow."
One message after another came from Xiao Ling, but in the end Lin Zhiming didn't see it.
The next day, Lin Zhiming got up early and ran to hang out with the crew again.
Lin Zhiming's diary is finally no longer about fishing.
"On April 11th, I went to scout the location with them today. I specially found a tour guide for them. It turns out that professional tour guides are more reliable! They are much better than me."
"On April 12th, we will continue to scout the location and discuss the plot. Spear has decided to shoot in Straits City. It is expected to start shooting within a week."
"April 13th, location scouting."
"On April 14th, I can't do this anymore! I have to find something else to do for myself."
"April 15th, fishing..."
Lin Zhiming discovered that laziness is really scary. When it appears on you, if you have no idea of resistance, then it will keep you lying flat for a long time without any motivation.
I don’t want to do anything, I just want to maintain the status quo every day, just like a salted fish.
Needless to say, Lin Zhiming has not been idle in these few days. Things like location scouting are simple to say, but quite complicated to do. He has visited many county-level cities below Haihai City in the past few days.
Then we went to the next city and accompanied Spear around the Straits City. There were many places that even Lin Zhiming went to for the first time, so the location scouting these days was still very worthwhile, at least in Lin Zhiming's own opinion.
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But from the perspective of those hiding in the dark, they felt that Lin Zhiming was really dead.
He has actually fallen to such an extent. A dignified holy king either goes fishing or runs around with the crew every day. Such a person is no different from a useless person to them. Although he is very powerful, he is at best a very powerful useless person.
Well.
As a result, many people and organizations slowly forgot about Lin Zhiming. They left only a few people to record Lin Zhiming's daily life, and then they forgot about Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming is still alive, but many people have chosen to forget him.
Lin Zhiming thought that his leisurely state could last until the start of the CFA League. Unexpectedly, on April 16, Lin Zhiming received a piece of bad news.
This message was sent by Zhao Chuchu.
"I heard someone say that Zhao Meng bought juice."
Zhao Chuchu’s original text is as follows.
When he saw this sentence, Lin Zhiming thought that Zhao Chuchu was slandering Zhao Meng, but then he thought about it, why would someone of such a high rank as Zhao Chuchu use such vulgar methods?
After thinking for a moment, Lin Zhiming called Zhao Meng.
The phone rang a few times and was immediately picked up by Zhao Meng.
"Boss!" Zhao Meng shouted respectfully.
"I ask you a question, and you answer me truthfully." Lin Zhiming said.
"Say." Zhao Meng said.
"Did you buy juice?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Zhao Meng on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.
In this moment of silence, Lin Zhiming had the answer in his heart.
"You...why do you suddenly ask this question?" Zhao Meng asked stutteringly.
"Bought it, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I...this..." Zhao Meng seemed a little unsure of what to say.
"You don't have to go to the company to work from tomorrow. I will have someone pay you all your bonus salary." After Lin Zhiming finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Zhao Meng on the other end of the phone was completely confused.