Old Liu got out of the car in a hurry. When he turned around, he saw the door of the car behind him opened. A tall and long-legged man got out. He wore a pair of glasses on his straight nose. He was handsome and tall. No matter how he looked at him, he felt familiar...
Jiang Tu nodded at him, then turned around and saw Zhu Xingyao had automatically opened the back door and put the cello in.
"You, you, you... you are the one..." Lao Liu suddenly remembered something and pointed at Jiang Tu, stuttering in shock. He didn't know Jiang Tu's name, "Are you the one who lived in Hexi Lane and was always with our young lady?"
Old Liu is the old driver of the Zhu family. He has been sending Zhu Xingyao to and from school since she was in junior high school. He also knew something about Zhu Xingyao's accident a few years ago. It seemed to be related to this kid Yan. Later, when his daughter was receiving psychological treatment in Germany, Zhu Yunping wanted to contact Jiang Tu, but the daughter refused to let him.
How come they are together again now
Old Liu looked down at Jiangtu's car again. Isn't it the same model? It's just that this is a new model. The one he drove was an old model from a few years ago, and the appearance is not much different.
Jiang Tu was stunned. He said, "Do you still remember me?"
"I remember, how could I not remember?" Old Liu said with mixed feelings, looking at Zhu Xingyao, "Miss, you didn't get on the wrong bus, did you?"
It was rush hour, with cars coming and going and pedestrians hurrying. Zhu Xingyao stood in front of the passenger door and smiled at Lao Liu a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Liu, you go back first, you don't have to pick me up today."
Old Liu looked at Jiang Tu again and left with mixed feelings.
Zhu Xingyao wore a mask, revealing a pair of clear and bright eyes. She looked at Jiang Tu, lowered her eyes, opened the car door and got in. Jiang Tu also got in. The two were silent in the car for a few seconds. Jiang Tu turned to look at her and asked, "Shall we go eat first?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to pick me up?" Zhu Xingyao looked at him.
Jiang Tu said, "I was discussing something nearby. It went better than expected and ended earlier. I came here because I knew you were here."
so…
It doesn't count as coming here specifically to pick her up
Zhu Xingyao lowered his head and fastened his seat belt: "Let's go, but today is Chinese Valentine's Day, so it's hard to book a table at the restaurant."
Jiang Tu said: "I have made an order, is the Western restaurant okay?"
Zhu Xingyao was stunned and whispered, "Yeah."
The car moved slowly during the rush hour. Zhu Xingyao looked down at her phone, wondering if they were on a date now. She sent a WeChat message to Lao Liu, reminding him not to tell her parents about her meeting with Jiang Tu.
She raised her hand to turn on the music, but suddenly stopped and took her hand back. The music was all from her teenage concerts, and given their current relationship, it sounded a little strange.
Jiang Tu took a look and said nothing.
“Do you have any tissues?”
"In the box in front of you."
Zhu Xingyao opened the box and saw the red invitation letter on the tissue box. She was stunned. She had received this invitation letter yesterday, which was sent directly to her home. The 70th anniversary celebration of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School was on October 5th. The principal even called her and wanted her to perform at the party.
She picked up the invitation, turned around and asked, "Will you go?"
"Lao Cao personally delivered it to me at the company this afternoon. It's hard to refuse him." Jiang Tu stopped the car at the red light and turned around to ask, "What about you? You received it too, right?"
Zhu Xingyao nodded and whispered, "I haven't agreed yet, I'm just considering it."
Jiang Tu paused and asked in a low voice: "You don't want to go?"
The starry lights and the early love that was reported left too many troubles. In the eyes of the junior high school students, Zhu Xingyao was not a world-famous young cellist. She and Lu Ji... were typical examples of early love. The little girls envied her for being pursued and confessed to so vigorously in her teenage years. The boys wanted to imitate the starry lights and confess to the girls. They all wanted to leave some vigorous memories in their youth.
However, she and Lu Ji were a headache for the school leaders. For the school, Lu Ji, who was recommended by Tsinghua University and successfully started his own business, could motivate students to study harder than a cellist like her. After all, in the eyes of parents and teachers, not everyone can learn art from an early age and study abroad, so good grades are more important than anything else.
Especially Director Liu, Director Liu really doesn't like her.
Zhu Xingyao turned her head and glanced at Jiang Tu. If he had told her that the star was a gift from him, there wouldn't have been so many follow-ups. She pursed her lips, stuffed the invitation letter in, took out a piece of paper, lowered her head and wiped the screen of her phone, and said to the culprit stiffly: "I don't want to."
At 7:30, the two of them sat in the corner of the western restaurant by the window. As long as they didn't walk to the end, they wouldn't be able to see Zhu Xingyao sitting in the corner. The restaurant's location and environment were very good, and today was Chinese Valentine's Day, so almost all the people who came here to eat were couples. Zhu Xingyao looked out the window, and the city lights began to light up little by little. She felt that Jiang Tu came prepared, otherwise how could he have booked this seat? He must have made a reservation in advance.
Jiang Tu put the menu in front of her: "Order first."
Zhu Xingyao used to come to this restaurant often. She didn't even need to look at the menu before ordering from the waiter. She looked up at Jiang Tu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Tu looked at the waiter: "One serving like her."
Zhu Xingyao remembered that Jiang Tu had a big appetite and she would definitely not be full with her portion, so she turned around and asked the waiter for an extra serving of pasta.
The waiter looked at her, then looked at Jiang Tu, his eyes slightly shining, and turned away.
Jiang Tu frowned: "She might have recognized you, does it matter?"
Most people may not know cellists, but Zhu Xingyao became famous easily because she had performed on stage with Li Xixi and other singers, and mainly because she is really beautiful and has a good temperament. She stands out in the entertainment industry full of beautiful women and became famous easily.
However, Zhu Xingyao is usually very low-key and has no scandals, so paparazzi usually don't come to take pictures of her. Zhu Xingyao didn't care much and shook her head and said, "It's okay. Today is Chinese Valentine's Day. Paparazzi reporters are busy following popular and scandalous stars, so they won't come to take pictures of me."
Jiang Tu was relieved, "That's good."
After the meal was served, Zhu Xingyao ate her dessert without touching the steak in front of her. She looked at the man opposite her, whose every move had become mature and steady, and suddenly called him, "Jiang Tu."
Jiang Tu looked up: "Hmm?"
He put down his knife and fork and raised his hand to exchange the cut steak with hers.
Zhu Xingyao's heart was pounding. She looked at his calm eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say. She shook her head gently.
While Jiang Tu was paying the bill, Li Xixi called Zhu Xingyao and said, "Xingxing, I'm about to board the plane and will land at about 10:30. My agent has arranged another night tomorrow, so let's celebrate your birthday tonight. It's just right for your birthday on Chinese Valentine's Day."
Zhu Xingyao was surprised: "Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, you won't accompany Xu Xiangyang?"
Li Xixi sneered: "He is already my ex-boyfriend, don't talk about him tonight."
Zhu Xingyao was helpless: "You broke up again?"
Jiang Tu heard this and turned to look at Zhu Xingyao.
Li Xixi lowered her voice and said angrily: "Did you see the Weibo? At the opening of the Qixi Gala, Zhou Yang and I sang and danced on the same stage. I was afraid that he would be jealous and angry, so I didn't tell him in advance. I just finished the interview and he called me and got angry. I was so angry. Did I cheat on him? What can I do about the CP that fans randomly paired up? He doesn't trust me at all..."
She vented her anger on the phone and cursed Xu Xiangyang. After a while, Zhu Xingyao heard the stewardess say, "Welcome aboard this flight." After Li Xixi took a breath, she said, "So how do you want to spend the night? If you want to sing, I'll ask if there's any private room available."
"I've already asked, you call them up..." Li Xixi paused, "Oh, my luck is really bad today."
Zhu Xingyao asked: "What's wrong?"
Li Xixi lowered her voice and said, "I saw Xia Jin. Our seats are next to each other."
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