Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

After replying the message, Lin Zhujin still felt depressed.

But I began to look forward to meeting you tomorrow.

After changing clothes, we took a group photo and set off for the hotel. Wen Yunsheng replied with a short message: [Have fun, go to bed early.]

Lin Zhujin remembered that he seemed to have been there for the afternoon performance. He was such a busy man that he had to spend all his time on the road replying to emails, but he still had time to spare an entire afternoon to come here.

He seemed to take the show more seriously than she did.

There was a sour and bloated feeling in my chest.

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There were mostly polite words at the dinner. Perhaps because the assessment was over, everyone had a rough idea of ​​the results and were not as nervous as before. They relaxed and many people drank a little more.

But Lin Zhujin was not very sure about her result, because Yun Jiao's performance tonight was not much different from hers.

But she doesn't have much sense of winning or losing.

She can accept it if she wins, and she won't feel disappointed if she loses.

It has been like this for so many years, it's just a matter of a few years late. Even if she becomes the chief now, she is still too young and may not be able to convince the public.

"Tonight's live broadcast received a lot of positive reviews."

Someone on the table suddenly spoke and waved his phone.

Now everyone at the table took out their phones to look at them.

One person's discussion started the whole table into a lively discussion.

Lin Zhujin also picked up his phone and clicked on the comments of the hot search. Many of them were positive, except for a few conspicuous keyboard warriors who kept correcting mistakes in the video.

To them, he is just a clown.

Online judges are the worst thing for people in their line of work.

Although it is said that the audience has sharp eyes, some right and wrong still need to be judged by professional teachers. After all, the audience is not professional and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You can only say that your flower is not in her eye or even blocks her eye, and then others will start to criticize you.

Lin Zhujin has never been a person who likes to put his life on the Internet.

In addition to the last incident with Wen Yuanshao, someone who knew the truth pulled her out.

Fortunately, Wen Yunsheng handled the matter in a timely manner, and Lin Zhujin never saw similar news later.

"Oh my god, Zhu Jin, my phone almost froze when the comments cut to your solo dance."

Lin Zhujin raised her eyes slightly, a little dazed, and lightly swiped her finger to the video of her solo dance, the one of "The Dying Swan". It was fine at the beginning, until the tenth second when the sentence "High energy ahead" floated on the barrage.

After this sentence, a barrage of comments came, and Lin Zhujin was stunned and a little confused. What were the comments all saying?

Wife...

Lin Zhujin blushed a little for a moment. She seemed to know a little about the name used on the Internet, probably to express her love, but she was still a little embarrassed to be so straightforward.

It probably means that I like that dance.

More and more people gathered at the table to discuss.

"Zhu Jin is pretty to begin with, but she doesn't like to talk much and rarely shows her face. Videos of competitions can't be leaked, so now that she's on the screen, she's naturally noticed."

"Why do I feel like my treasure was taken away by someone, hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

"I'm not saying anything, Zhu Jin, why don't you try opening a Weibo account? You will definitely have a lot of fans."

"Yes, yes. Isn't this the era of self-media? If you shoot some vlogs and upload them online, they will definitely be very popular. I love watching vlogs of beautiful women."

...

Everyone at the table was talking at the same time, and Lin Zhoujin didn't even have the time to interrupt.

"I'm not very good at these things..."

She said lightly.

Just as he finished speaking, the leader came over and saw everyone chatting happily, so he asked casually. Everyone rushed to say something like asking Lin Zhoujin to open a Weibo account.

Leaders also don’t like the current chaotic atmosphere on the Internet.

This made Lin Zhujin think that she could escape the disaster, but she didn't expect that her leader would agree and let her open one.

Who says that dance troupes are becoming increasingly popular in the internet age? Few people watch stage plays and tickets can’t be sold.

If we can do a good job of publicity and accumulate some fans like Lin Zhujin, then more people can see traditional dances and stage plays.

Lin Zhujin pursed his lips and had to agree patiently.

The person at the same table was really enthusiastic and registered her before the meal was over.

All that’s missing is certification.

After that, the matter was over. Lin Zhoujin didn't eat much during the meal and instead felt a little sleepy.

In the end, everyone talked about next year and some changes, and somehow they got to Lin Zhoujin again.

"Brother Zhu, will you continue to partner with Sister Lin next year?"

The person who asked the question was Yun Jiao. Yun Jiao hadn't said much at the table, so Lin Zhujin felt something was strange about this sudden question.

It can be said that Lin Zhujin did not like the implication of this statement.

Zhu Lin just smiled and said, "It's not good to keep changing partners."

What I mean is that I hope to continue partnering with Lin Zhujin.

When it came to Lin Zhujin, she couldn't say anything too harsh, as it would hurt his face.

She smiled faintly: "It depends on the schedule. I may go solo more often next year."

She was really afraid of this kind of interpersonal relationship, especially in this kind of occasion.

It made her feel like she was back to the time when she was having dinner at the Wen family and talking about her and Wen Yuanshao.

A little irritable.

After he finished speaking, the people at the table felt a little awkward, but Zhu Lin was very calm and raised his glass to Lin Zhoujin: "Then I wish our Xiao Lin a smooth journey in the new year."

Lin Zhujin nodded and raised his glass: "I wish you the same, Senior Brother, a bright future."

As soon as I put down my glass, a waiter came in and asked, "Excuse me, who is Lin Zhujin, Miss Lin?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhujin stood up and turned around to look, raised his hand and replied, "I am..." When the man came closer, Lin Zhujin asked, "What's the matter?"

The waiter handed the white rose in his hand to her and said, "Here are your flowers. Please keep them."

Lin Zhujin looked at the flowers in his hand, feeling a little curious, and had a vague answer in his heart.

Everyone eating there made noises of snapping melons.

Lin Zhujin lowered her eyes and saw a small card among the white petals.

Two fingers gently pinched it, revealing a line of powerful characters.

The performance was a success and we were happy.

There is a small word written on the lower right corner of the cardboard - Wen.

Just as she thought, it was really Wen Yunsheng.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and the unhappy mood just now disappeared.

"Is this a gift from Xiaojin's boyfriend?"

A senior at the table asked, everyone was very interested in this kind of gossip, but Lin Zhujin just shook his head.

"No, they are friends."

Another person started to tease, "I saw your boyfriend pick you up from get off work earlier. It's just flowers. Everyone knows it. There's nothing wrong with admitting it."