1597 Variety Show
Even though Jun s.h.i.+ling had already chosen a place with fewer people to leave, his face would be the focus of everyone no matter where he was. Before Jun s.h.i.+ling and Xia Wanyuan walked out of school, the news about the two of them had already swept through the Internet.
It was the end of spring, and the peach blossoms in school were blooming. Jun s.h.i.+ling, who was wearing a black suit, carried Xia Wanyuan on the path. A breeze slowly blew past, blowing the petals on their shoulders. It was as beautiful as a comic.
[ Boohoo, I dream of this feeling from more than ten years ago. Why didn’t the two of them age? Time will not affect beauties and handsome men, right? ]
[I’m so envious. They’ve been married for so many years, but their relations.h.i.+p is still so good. I turned around and looked at my husband, who was sleeping soundly beside me. I kicked him.]
!![ When are you going to arrange the variety show? I can’t wait anymore. Director, hurry up!!! I’m still waiting to see them show off their love!!! ]
Wave after wave of trending topics had already made the programmers who worked overtime overnight tired. Why did we have to work overtime while balding when others hugged their wives and admired the flowers?? Is this the difference between people?
The temperature of spring was very good. Jun s.h.i.+ling carried Xia Wanyuan out of the school. The two of them did not return to the manor directly. Instead, they took advantage of the night and slowly strolled.
It had been a long time since she had seen the prosperous lights of Beijing. Now that she saw them again, Xia Wanyuan sighed with emotion. “I’ve lived in ancient times for a long time. I’m still not used to seeing so many lights now.”
As soon as Xia Wanyuan finished speaking, Jun s.h.i.+ling did not respond. Xia Wanyuan turned to look. Jun s.h.i.+ling, who had been beside her just now, had disappeared at some point.
She looked around. Not far away, Jun s.h.i.+ling walked over with the cake. “That cake shop is still there.”
With that, Jun s.h.i.+ling opened the box. Inside was the red velvet cake that was now popular in the country. He fed Xia Wanyuan a mouthful with a spoon. The sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue, and Xia Wanyuan’s eyes curved up. “It’s delicious.”
“Really? I’ll try it too,” Jun s.h.i.+ling said and lowered his head, curling it around Xia Wanyuan’s lips.
Under Xia Wanyuan’s angry gaze, Jun s.h.i.+ling straightened his back. “It’s indeed very sweet.”
“Let’s go home. I won’t fool around with you anymore. I’m tired.” The two of them stood there and attracted the attention of the entire street. The moment Jun s.h.i.+ling kissed her, cheers sounded around them. Xia Wanyuan could not stand the feeling of being the center of attention here and turned to leave.
Jun s.h.i.+ling smiled helplessly and hurriedly followed.
“Baby.”
“Shut up.”
“Madam.”
“…” Xia Wanyuan could only take two steps back and place her hand in Jun s.h.i.+ling’s palm before finally stopping him.
Looking at their clasped hands, Jun s.h.i.+ling’s eyes were filled with smiles. He did not say anything else and quietly followed Xia Wanyuan away.
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Due to the audience’s strong cheers, the production team of the variety show worked overtime every day to prepare for filming. The photography team was all here, but everyone was in a dilemma during the variety show.
According to the usual variety show recording process, they were actually acting according to the script. However, time was too tight and there was no time to replenish the script.
In the end, the director slapped the board. “What script? I think it’s very good to film it in the form of a doc.u.mentary. Why would Jun s.h.i.+ling, Xia Wanyuan, and the rest need a script? It’s already like a novel.”