"I'm not Zongzong in front of you." Zongshan insisted stubbornly, and at the same time hooked Xi Ying's arm, his eyes shining brightly: "What are you kidding me about?"
"Once every three months is a joke."
"I knew you couldn't bear to see me feel uncomfortable!" Zongshan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, as happy as a child.
"I'll go wash up first and then make breakfast. You can read the news and have a good rest in bed. I'll call you when I'm done!"
Zongshan left the bedroom energetically. Xi Ying looked at his back and shook her head, smiling helplessly.
She scrolled down the WeChat conversation list and saw Wu Xuan at the end.
Wu Xuan: Xi Ying, why don’t you answer my call? I can't get backstage now!
Wu Xuan: Xi Ying, I really have something urgent to come to see you for!
Wu Xuan: Xi Ying? ? ?
Wu Xuan: Xi Ying, congratulations on the perfect success of your comeback show/Cheers
There were several messages in a row, and the latest message was just after the comeback show ended, so her dialog box was squeezed to the end.
Xi Ying raised the corners of her lips and tapped her fingers on the phone screen.
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Ding dong.
The mobile phone placed by the bedside rang a WeChat notification, and Wu Xuan, who was lying on the bed with her eyes open and looking at the ceiling, came to her senses.
He reached out and took the phone to look at it.
Xi Ying: I took such measures last night to prevent emergencies. I’m really sorry.
This is referring to the fact that she was not allowed to enter the backstage last night.
But what's the use now? Everything has happened, and the comeback show has been a perfect success.
What's the point of saying it now? What's the use of apologizing? You're so fucking famous!
Wu Xuan took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to yell at Xi Ying, and replied.
Wu Xuan: It's okay. I was just worried about you and that's why I was so anxious. Later I also knew your intention and stopped looking for you to get in.
Xi Ying quickly replied: What important matter do you want to see me for
Wu Xuan: Oh, it’s okay now.
Xi Ying didn't reply. Wu Xuan stared at their chat history for a long time, and finally threw the phone on the other side of the bed.
Her heart was filled with rage.
She had been up all night because of the success of her comeback show, and now she was even more anxious.
She simply sat up from the bed and was stunned for a long time. After thinking for a long time, she took the mobile phone that she had just thrown away.
Click on Weibo.
As expected, the top five most searched topics on Weibo are news about Xi Ying.
The first one among them is of course "Xi Ying, Comeback Show".
Click on this hot search and you will see that it is full of beautiful pictures of Xi Ying from her comeback show last night.
Whether it was taken live by a reporter or beautifully edited by Xi Ying's fans, the difference between them is not very big.
Of course, the lighting effect on the stage is very good, and Xi Ying's skin is fair. She has slept well every day in the past three months, which has made her skin in better condition, so even under a high-definition camera, there will be nothing Big flaws.
Wu Xuan's hand slid over these pictures. Just looking at the small pictures made her feel uncontrollable jealousy, so she would not abuse herself by opening the big picture.
But you still have to read the comments.
In fact, it was the comment section that made her feel even more uncomfortable.
But people are like this. The more jealous they are about the things or people they envy and hate, the more they want to see them.
Then I tortured myself while watching it, resenting why the person admired by thousands of people was not me.