Qin Qingzhuo stood where he was, watching Jiang Ji's figure riding the motorcycle getting farther and farther away within a few seconds, and soon disappeared from sight.
I had originally planned to talk to Jiang Ji about music and future life, but Jiang Ji seemed to have no such intention at all.
Never mind. We can still meet again in the future.
After standing there for a while, he withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked slowly towards his door.
After unlocking the door with his fingerprint, Qin Qingzhuo pushed the door open, changed his shoes, and sat down on the sofa. With his head tilted back against the backrest of the sofa, he stared at the bright ceiling light in a trance.
We can definitely meet again in the future, why do I feel so lost...
When other bands were eliminated in the previous few competitions, he felt almost nothing. Although he was nominally a mentor in this program, in fact, the relationship between the mentor and the band was often not as close as that of colleagues who had worked together in one performance.
But perhaps it was because Jiang Ji had experienced ups and downs with him during these short two months, and he had also experienced ups and downs with Jiang Ji, that Rough Cloud was no longer just a band he had briefly interacted with on the show.
I don’t know what kind of answer Shi Yao will give me when he finally said he would give me a satisfactory answer.
Qin Qingzhuo took the phone and took a look. Shi Yao still hadn't sent a message.
However, Ji Chi sent a message again.
After being mercilessly criticized by Jiang Ji, Ji Chi later tried to call Qin Qingzhuo, but Qin Qingzhuo did not answer. He also tried to send Qin Qingzhuo a message, but Qin Qingzhuo never opened it.
But now, he clicked on Ji Chi's avatar and glanced through the chat interface. He found that in the past month, Ji Chi had sent a lot of messages intermittently. The content was almost the same, and the main point was that he wanted to meet Qin Qingzhuo and have a good chat.
The message tonight was the same: "Qing Zhuo, I have finished filming my last play and have returned to Yancheng. Can I meet with you?"
After staring at the message for a while, Qin Qingzhuo tapped the screen with his thumb, and after a few operations, he deleted Ji Chi from his friend list.
He didn't delete Ji Chi at first, on the one hand because he thought they were all adults and in the same circle, so they wouldn't make their relationship too awkward, and on the other hand because they moved in a hurry, and he was worried that his aunt would mix up their things and they would need to contact each other later. But now, looking at the messages Ji Chi sent, he just felt a little annoyed, so he simply deleted them all.
*
Business at Honglu Bar was a little slow tonight. At a glance, many booths were empty.
Jiang Ji walked in with a bowl of fried noodles he bought from a small shop on the street, and saw Huang Ying sitting at the bar and talking to someone. Huang Ying also saw him and waved at him, motioning him to come over.
Jiang Ji walked over and called out "Sister Ying".
"This is Mr. Wu from Shuntian Entertainment," Huang Ying introduced him, "I came here specifically to see you. I've been waiting for you here for quite a while. Come, I just happen to have something to do. Please sit here with me and chat with Mr. Wu."
Jiang Ji didn't really want to sit down and chat, but for Huang Ying's sake, he put the fried noodles on the bar and sat down.
The "Mr. Wu" that Huang Ying mentioned looked to be in his early forties. He wore a vest over his shirt. At first glance, he looked like a bar waiter, but if you looked closely from a closer distance, you could see a shrewd look in his eyes.