Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes seeing, hearing, asking, and understanding. Ning Feiyang has already surpassed the masters of traditional Chinese medicine and reached the level of a miracle doctor.
He knew at a glance that the two little girls were in serious health, so he added: "Your two granddaughters are going to be sick at night."
"I think you are just sick." When the old man spoke, his body was full of anger.
People around him also cast strange looks, pointed at Ning Feiyang, and kept saying something.
Ning Feiyang knew without thinking that there must be nothing nice to say, but he didn't care.
He had already reminded him, and since the old man was unwilling to listen, he had no choice but to keep silent.
The car started quickly. The old man may have been tired, so he closed his eyes to rest and actually fell asleep.
The two little girls were full of energy and had no intention of sleeping. They blinked their big eyes and stared at Ning Feiyang.
Ning Feiyang was a little unhappy at first, but when he saw the two little girls, his unhappiness disappeared and he even teased them.
Two little girls laughing.
Seeing that the devil was about to arrive, Ning Feiyang took out a paper and pen, wrote down his phone number, stuffed it into the pockets of the two girls respectively, and whispered: "You two little girls, if you feel uncomfortable at night, you can call me
Your parents call me."
The two little girls' eyes widened even more.
"This is our secret, we can't tell grandpa." Ning Feiyang made a shushing gesture.
The two little girls nodded seriously, really regarded this matter as a secret, and quietly stuffed it into their kitty bags.
The old man woke up at the right time and frowned when he saw his granddaughter so close to Ning Feiyang.
"Yuanyuan, Mengmeng." The old man pulled me, "You two come here."
That expression looked like Ning Feiyang was a human trafficker.
Ning Feiyang shook his head helplessly, picked up his bag, and walked quickly towards the door of the carriage.
After he got out of the car, he called Su Zimo and told him that he had arrived.
"Just come, I'll ask Sister Qingzhi to pick you up." Su Zimo said.
"No need, I'll rush over to you as soon as I have this time." Ning Feiyang knew that the traffic in big cities was congested, so he asked, "Venus Hotel, Kouhong District."
Ning Feiyang hung up the phone. Su Zimo's concert was held at Kouhong Stadium, also known as Kouhong Football Stadium, which can accommodate about 30,000 to 40,000 people.
As a second-tier singer, Su Zimo's size is about the same. If it were bigger, he might not be able to sell all the tickets.
Ning Feiyang took a taxi to the Venus Hotel and saw Hu Qingzhi waiting outside the door. After getting off the car, he said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Sister Qingzhi."
"Farewell Sister Qingzhi, Sister Qingzhi, I'm probably not as old as you." Hu Qingzhi said dissatisfied.
Ning Feiyang saw his blurry shadow through the hotel glass, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He looked like an uncle in his thirties now, and said, "Then I'll call you eldest sister from now on."
"If you just call me by my name, the words "big sister" sound too vulgar." Hu Qingzhi said.
Ning Feiyang didn't take it seriously anymore. It seems that when his identity changes in the future, he must adapt to it, otherwise his secret may be exposed in front of acquaintances.
After Su Zimo saw Ning Feiyang, he reached out his hand and said, "Great talent, I finally see you again."
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." Ning Feiyang shook his head and said.
"I searched the Internet for the song you wrote for me last time, and it's still just one word. You are considered a literary giant of the generation." Su Zimo said with a smile.
"Written blindly." Ning Feiyang cannot bear the title of literary giant.
Su Zimo smiled and said, "When will you write a few more random songs for me?"
"Don't scare me, this thing is all about inspiration, and I have only written one song for myself." Ning Feiyang waved his hands and said.
Su Zimo was just joking. Ning Feiyang didn't come from a major, so it was already very difficult to be able to do this.
"By the way, there is a cocktail party tonight, let's go there together." Su Zimo said.
"There's a concert tomorrow, and you're still going to attend the dinner?" Ning Feiyang knew that there was no way a dinner would be complete without wine, and if his throat didn't feel good, it would be a mess.
Su Zimo smiled slyly and said: "This cocktail party is very important. There are many people in the circle. When the time comes, you can help me block the drinks."
"You are trying to trick me." Ning Feiyang responded.
"I'm creating an opportunity for you, just to expand your network. Anyway, if you sing a song tomorrow, it should be fine." Su Zimo said with a smile.
Ning Feiyang could only agree. That circle relies on personal connections. As long as you have more acquaintances, things will be easier to do in the future.
The two chatted for a while.
Ning Feiyang was originally quite interested in the concert. He wanted to hear the content and the things he needed to pay attention to. After all, he would have a concert in the future.
However, Su Zimo was wearing pajamas. Compared with the image of the national goddess in front of the TV, the one in front of her was more life-like, looking a bit lazy and more charming.
Ning Feiyang looked a little crazy, he couldn't bear to listen to nonsense, especially the occasional happy couple, which made his mouth dry.
seven o'clock.
The two of them went out. Ning Feiyang didn't care. He had no reputation at all. Su Zimo was different, wearing sunglasses, a hat, and a mask.
"Isn't this boring?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"When you become famous, it will be the same. For me, it is quite simple. Those first-tier stars, super first-tier stars, are so wrapped up that they are exaggerated." Su Zimo added, "When you become famous, it will be the same."
Ning Feiyang couldn't imagine it, but being a star was just a layer of his identity. Most of the time, he was still his true self, so he wasn't afraid of those star-chasers.
After the two people went out, they got into the car and quickly arrived at the reception.
This is a private club. From the outside, it looks very ordinary, but once you get inside, it's something special. The decoration is quite luxurious, and it's not an exaggeration to describe it as magnificent.
"Hey, isn't this Su Zimo?" As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw a playboy.
"Master Zeng." Su Zimo said with a smile.
Zeng Tianfeng took a puff of his cigar, waved his hands and said, "Don't be so polite. We are all friends. Come, come, have a drink with me."
He waved to the waiter, who brought two glasses of red wine.
Each cup was very small. Zeng Tianfeng was very dissatisfied and poured three cups together to form one cup.
"Come on, let's do it." Zeng Tianfeng handed the cup over.
"Master Zeng, I'm so sorry. I may not be able to drink so much." Su Zimo said with a smile, "As you know, I have a concert tomorrow. Drinking too much will make your throat uncomfortable." (To be continued.)