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

Lin Zhujin buried his face again, but what he said made a lot of sense.

There is indeed no need for separation, but it seems that both of them need a period of adaptation.

If we live together, I should live at his place. After all, his house must be bigger.

[Living here, the place is bigger, and it is closer to where we work, and the surrounding area is more convenient. ]

Lin Zhujin looked at the message sent back by the other party and asked: [Where do you live now? ]

The other party replied with four brief words.

W.【Tang Palace】

Tang Palace?

She seemed to be able to guess that Tanggong was a place where every inch of land was worth a lot of money. He had previously bought Tanggong No. 7 for Wen Yuanshao, so it was not surprising that he had his own property there.

Just looking at the message on the screen she seemed to have no idea how to respond.

He thought for a while before asking.

[What's the number of Tang Palace? ]

The other party replied in seconds. [Number 3.]

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It was only after lunch in the afternoon that Lin Zhujin saw Yun Jiao coming late, panting as if he had rushed over.

"Sister Jin."

Just as Lin Zhujin was about to leave after changing his clothes, he was stopped by her in the locker room.

"what happened?"

Lin Zhujin originally wanted to ask her why she didn't come in the morning, but then he thought that it seemed impolite to ask like that, so he held back the words.

Yun Jiao looked at her, her eyes flashing with tiny lights.

"I just want to ask, no matter what the result is this afternoon, we are still friends, right?"

Lin Zhujin was slightly stunned and nodded.

Does she seem to be worried that people’s attitude towards her will change after the results come out?

That seemed like she was thinking too much, she explained: "I can accept it no matter what the result is, and I know you've worked hard too."

This line of work is open to those who are capable. If she really failed, it would be because she was not as skilled as others.

After listening to him, Yun Jiao smiled and nodded, but did not say anything else.

Lin Zhujin spent the entire afternoon preparing for the New Year's Eve party.

The time was neither long nor short, barely a month in total.

The main reason was that the words Lin Zhujin said during the dinner that day always made her feel a little more guilty when facing Zhu Lin.

It sounds like he wants to continue dancing in a group, but she still prefers the solo direction.

The dance "Sleeping Beauty" is praised as the encyclopedia of ballet. It contains many classic pieces, such as "Rose Adagio" in the second act, "Wedding Pas de Deux" and "Blue Bird Pas de Deux" in the third act.

What they are going to perform is the most difficult and representative heavyweight dance segment in the whole play, Rose Adagio.

Performing on a live stage this time will be more nerve-wracking than any previous time, after all, this time you may have to face everyone in the country who may be watching Huaicheng TV.

Just when we were about to rehearse, a teacher came to see Lin Zhujin to discuss the promotion on Weibo.

She remembered that when she opened Weibo earlier, she still had 10,000 followers.

When I looked again now, there were two thousand more.

This increase is quite fast.

The teacher was naturally happy, but Lin Zhujin seemed not so happy.

She herself has a very weak social circle of friends. When you open her circle of friends, you will see some boring forwarded news.

There are very few fragments of my own life.

After thinking for a while, she asked the teacher in a low voice: "Can you be in charge of my Weibo? I really don't know how to..."

"How about that?"

The teacher refused decisively and said quickly: "How can this be possible? You have to know that everyone is following you because of you. You must post something about your life, just as a circle of friends, such as selfies and photos of going out. And you must post photos of your performances to promote it inadvertently. That's the best way."

Lin Zhujin's face was bitter, but she was not the kind of person who liked to post on WeChat Moments.

"Xiao Lin, this is also a job. If the publicity of the dance troupe is in place, more people will know about it, and more people will come to watch the performances. You definitely don't want to see the dance troupe in such a slump, right?"

Lin Zhujin: .....

It's not a recession, but it's just not as good as those stars' performances which are sold out in seconds.

She looked up at the teacher again, who also looked very embarrassed, so Lin Zhujin felt even more embarrassed to refuse.

"Okay, fine. I'll try to learn."

When I returned, Teacher Wen was already there. When he saw Lin Zhuojin, he waved and said, "Zhuojin is here, come over."

Looking at Teacher Wen's expression, the assessment results are probably out.

Lin Zhujin sat over there with a heavy heart.

"The results of this assessment are transparent and open, so everyone can see their strengths and weaknesses and strive to learn from each other's strengths and overcome their weaknesses in the future. That's what we're talking about today."

Grades are distributed in paper format and sent via email.

When Lin Zhoujin got the results, it didn't really surprise her.

Main actors.

Not the chief.

It seems that it is still a little bit off.

She looked carefully and found that her score in the dance performance area was the lowest.

Lin Zhujin sighed. It seemed that she had always had deficiencies in this area for so many years and could never make a breakthrough.

She put her hands away and prepared to change her clothes and go back. Just as she took a step out of the dance studio, she heard a voice coming from inside.

"Congratulations, Yun Jiao, you are the youngest chief."

Lin Zhujin paused and went straight to the locker room without looking back.

When I picked up the phone, I saw the transcript synchronized with the mailbox on the screen, and then I looked down to see the message from Wen Yunsheng.

【What time do you get off work? 】

Lin Zhujin looked at the time. The message was sent half an hour ago. It would be a bit inappropriate to ask him to come over now.

I thought it would be better to take a taxi to Tang Palace.

Just when I was about to reply to a message, I saw another message coming from the other side.

【Wait for you where you got off in the morning. 】

When Lin Zhujin saw this message, he quickly packed up his things and wrote him a message while walking out.

【I am coming out now.】

She trotted to the corner where she got off the bus in the morning and saw his car parked opposite.

She looked left and right before crossing the street, opening the car door and getting in.

Her coat was still open and unbuttoned, and a pair of long boots made her legs look long and straight.

"It's okay to wait a little longer. There's no need to be so anxious."

After saying that, he handed over a glass of water. Lin Zhou reached out to take it. It was a thermos cup, and there was a faint sweet fragrance when he opened it.

"Hot lemon black tea, the temperature is just right, ready to drink."

He spoke calmly.

Lin Zhujin tilted his head back and took a sip. It was indeed the perfect temperature for a drink, not too sweet, but with more of the sweetness of black tea.

She likes the taste very much.

"Where did you buy this? It tastes delicious."

Wen Yunsheng saw the smile on her face and suddenly felt relieved. "I cooked it myself, as long as you like it."

Lin Zhujin was stunned, then secretly turned his head to glance at him.

I feel the sweetness in my mouth has become even stronger.