Lu Ming, 21 years old, 2019 trainee debut, is a collection of singing, dancing,
ap in one all-around idol entertainer...
Lin Zhi Zhi Baidu in front of the man called Lu Ming, found that this person is really a well-known idol star, it is no wonder that his mother-in-law will run to do licking dogs.
"Lu Ming, I was not sure it was you, now I am, you are as handsome as on TV, no... No, you're better looking than on TV!" Zhou Yanqiu said with a smile, the fat on her face squeezed together because of laughter, and looked very greasy.
"Thank you for your kindness." Lu Ming said with a sunny smile.
"Quiet, this is Lu Ming, now the hottest singing and dancing idol!" Zhou Yanqiu said.
"You're welcome, Auntie." Lu Ming shook his head modestly.
"Quiet, remember the song" Basketball Dream ", it is Lu Ming sang, can sound good." Zhou Yanqiu said.
"Aunt," Basketball Dream "is sung by Chen Ming..." Lu Ming said with embarrassed face.
"Huh? Did you, now? I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Zhou Yanqiu embarrassedly said.
"It's okay. I love that song, too." Lu Ming smiled.
"Quietly, quickly, help me take a picture with Lu Ming, it's a rare opportunity!" Zhou Yanqiu said to Yao Jing.
"Sorry, we don't take pictures!" The female assistant beside immediately said.
"It's okay, there is no support from everyone, and there is no me now, taking a photo is not a big deal, let's say, everyone comes to take a photo, Meifeng, you help take a picture." Lu Ming smiled and greeted the person next to him.
There were not many people in the business car, only Lin Zhimin and his wife, Zhou Yanqiu and Lu Ming, his female assistant, and a bodyguard.
The female assistant called Meifeng got up discontented and said, "Lu Ming, you are really too close to the people, hey, I can't say you, you hurry up!"
Lu Ming walked into the corridor, smiling.
Zhou Yanqiu quickly walked to Lu Ming's side, the body slightly close to Lu Ming, and then said, "know your destiny, quietly, husband, all come."
"I don't care, I'm an old man, it doesn't look good." Yao Jianyong scratched his head and said.
"I have work to do." Yao Jing lowered her head and looked at the computer.
Lin Zhi looked out of the window, directly ignored Zhou Yanqiu's words.
"Don't you regret it! Lu Ming, they don't shoot, let's shoot." Zhou Yanqiu said.
Lu Ming mouth smile, in the heart of a mom-sell, usually more people are begging him to take a photo, today is really evil door, in addition to a forty or fifty years old middle-aged greasy woman after, no one wants to take a photo with him.
The female assistant is also dumbstruck, a picture of their own artists in the outside world have taken thousands of pieces of tens of thousands of pieces, now there is a free photo opportunity, people here seem not interested?
Don't these people have Internet access in their homes?
"You don't have to be shy, come on over." Lu Ming said with a smile.
No one answered Lu Ming, Lu Ming's smile suddenly stopped.
The female assistant stood opposite Lu Ming, holding a camera in her hand, and did not know whether to shoot or not to shoot.
"It seems that people are more introverted, so let's shoot it like this." Lu Ming said.
The assistant nodded, picked up her phone, counted three two one, and pressed the button to take a picture.
Zhou Yanqiu got what she wanted and took a picture with Lu Ming, happy as a middle-aged woman of fifty.
"Here are four tickets for my solo concert, all in the front row, to show you how sorry I am." Lu Ming took out four tickets and walked to Yao Jing.
Yao Jing just planned to refuse, the result Zhou Yanqiu ran over, took away the four tickets, and then said, "We will go to the scene to support you!!"
"Mom, you can't just take other people's stuff." Yao Jing said discontented.
"This is Lu Ming's concert ticket! Or the first row, who do not want who is a fool!" Zhou Yanqiu said.
Yao Jing rolled her eyes and stopped speaking.
"Finally, Sir, your wife is very beautiful, and you are very lucky!" Lu Ming smiled to Lin Zhi said.
Lin Zhimei corners of his mouth slightly turned up and said, "Thank you."
Lu Ming smiled and sat back down.
Half an hour passed quickly.
The train entered Rongjin high-speed railway station.
"Lu Ming, bye, see you tomorrow!" Zhou Yanqiu get off before with Lu Ming said goodbye.
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Lu Ming smiled and nodded, then watched Lin Zhimei family leave.
"That woman is really good-looking." The assistant whispered.
"HMM." Lu Ming nodded, looking at Yao Jing's back through the window, the line of the back, people fascinated.
"He's a scheming Boy." Lin Zhi with Yao Jing side by side to go out, while walking said.
"Huh?" Yao Jing raised her eyebrows.
"To say you're pretty to my face is evil." Lin said as instructed.
"Perhaps people simply envy you for having a wife like me?" Yao Jing said.
"He is not in a position to say things like that, and if it is said, it must have a purpose." If I were just a normal person or not that confident inside, that would be enough to stress me out and make me feel bad." Lin said as instructed.
Yao Jing smiled, looked at Lin Zhixin and said, "I have such a beautiful wife, to be honest, do you have pressure?"
"Do you feel pressure to have a rich and smart husband like me?" Lin asked.
"What do you think?" Yao Jing smiled.
Lin Zhimin smiled and did not say.
The four walked out of the high-speed train station together.
Outside the high-speed rail station, a large group of young people gathered, holding a variety of slogans, looking at what should be Lu Ming's fans to meet the station, including some very beautiful women.
"All say that the male artists in the circle grass powder is very simple things, at first I do not believe, now believe, on this enthusiasm attitude, it is estimated that they are willing to do anything." Lin Zhimei looked at the group of "fans" said.
"Everyone pursues different things, willing to pay everything for what they love to pursue, very lovely, but also very envy!" Yao Jing said.
"I thought you'd find these people brain-damaged." Lin said as instructed.
"Is that what you think of me?" Ms. Yao asked.
"Nooooo. You are a fairy." Lin said with a smile.
"Smiley face." Yao Jing laughed and cursed.
The four people walked out of the high-speed train station and walked across the high-speed train station.
"That guy Huang Tingjun, why hasn't he come yet, he said he would come to pick up the car?" Lin looked at his watch with a frown.
Just then, a black Audi A6 drove up from the side and stopped next to Lin Zhiming.
The driver's window was slowly lowered, revealing Wong's fat face.
"There's a traffic jam! Get in the car." Mr. Wong said.
Lin Zhimin smiled, opened the rear door and said to Yao Jing, "You sit in the back with your parents, I sit in the front."
"HMMM! Yao Jing nodded and sat in the back row with Zhou Yanqiu Yao Jianyong, while Lin Zhimin was sitting in the front row.
"Knowing my destiny, I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be so beautiful! How lucky you are!" Wong said as he drove.
His words are similar to what Lu Ming said before, but the expression and tone are not the same, his words can really be a blessing.
"That's for sure." Lin Zhi said, turned to look at Yao Jing one glance and said, "This fat man is the Huang Tingjun I told you about, my best friend when I was in college."
"Yes, I know." Yao Jing nodded and said to Huang Tingjun, "You said that when you were in college, you took care of him."
"Not very take care of, is special care, know this person university is a freak, communication is not good, but also often offend people, if it were not for me, he did not know how to live in the university for four years, just for this friendship, he called me a father I can promise... I'm just kidding. Put the fucking knife down." Huang Tingjun said excitedly.
Lin Zhixin played with the palm-sized folding knife in his hand and said, "What did you just say? What is dad?"
"I call you Father! You put my knife away." Mr. Wong said.
"You're really amazing, aren't you afraid of getting caught with this thing in your car?" As he spoke, Lin put the knife in his hand back to its original position.
This knife, he just found it.
"You always have something to protect yourself when you're out." Mr. Wong said.
"Who did you annoy?" Lin Zhi life keenly sensed something, asked.
"No, you're overthinking it." Huang shook his head and seemed not to say much.
Lin knew his life and did not ask much, casually chatting with Huang Tingjun.
It was not long before the crowd arrived at the hotel. Hotel or Lin Zhi Zhi monitor Zhang Quan booked, booked or five-star hotel, originally Lin Zhiming plan to book themselves, but Zhang Quan a few days in advance on wechat? Private chat with him, let him give the ID number what, to book the hotel, Lin Zhimin is not good to refuse, he gave the ID number to Zhang Quan.
As for Zhou Yanqiu and Yao Jianyong's room, that is Yao Jing to book, after all, they are not to attend the wedding.
"It is said that many students from our university are here this time." Huang Tingjun leans on Lin Zhiming room door said.
"The monitor has a strong charisma." Lin said with a smile.
"Well, I wonder if it'll turn into a fake convention." Huang Tingjun looks strange smile.
"The fake convention?" Lin shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
"Gatherings of all kinds now would be meaningless if they weren't meant to be pretentious." Nicholas Huang shook his head.
Lin Zhimin thought of the last He Shuhui organization of the party, think that Huang Tingjun said or some sense.
If it turns out to be a fake convention, then... But it's a little less interesting.
"No, my stomach hurts a little, let me use your toilet!" Nicholas Huang said, and walked into the room.
Ten minutes later, Nicholas Huang came out of the toilet with an ugly face.
"What's the matter? You look constipated." Lin said as instructed.
"You were right." Huang Tingjun said with a bitter face, "I have been constipated for three days, and my stomach often hurts, but I just can't pull it out. I drank five bottles of Kexai, and it didn't help at all."
"After drinking... Five bottles of... Ke? ?" Lin Zhi life look strange asked.
"Kaiselu, what's wrong?" Huang Tingjun asked in doubt.
"Is that a drink?" Lin asked.
"Or what?" Mr. Wong asked.
"Uh..."