Has God Lin lost his horse today?

Winter is coming soon, the air quality is not good, and most of the people who go out wear masks to prevent haze, so when Lin Ling and Shang Jin entered the store wearing masks, they were not particularly eye-catching, but Wen Yu recognized them at a glance. After leaving Linling, I was still a little surprised——

The boss who has been seeing the end of the dragon recently, how come he has time to come to the store today?

Putting down the client list in her hand, Wen Yu walked towards Lin Ling and Shang Jin, and said, "Boss."

After saying hello, Wen Yu went to look at Shang Jin beside Lin Ling, met her eyes, and Shang Jin nodded slightly to her:

"Hello."

Wen Yu froze for a moment—why is this voice so familiar?

Without time to think, Wen Yu quickly nodded to Shang Jin.

Lin Ling saw that there were not many people in the shop, so she took off her mask, and said to Wen Yu, "I'll bring my friend to see the piano, you don't have to worry about us, just go and do your work."

After hearing this, Wen Yu glanced at Shang Jin again. Although she was curious about what kind of friend Lin Shen wanted to receive in person, she still agreed and went to work.

Lin Ling looked at the violins displayed in the store and asked Shang Jin, "Mr. Shang, what kind of violin do you want to choose?"

Shang Jin was looking at Lin Ling's store, and shook his head lightly after hearing Lin Ling's words: "I have no research on violins, you can help me decide."

Lin Ling laughed after hearing this, then winked at Shang Jin jokingly, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll fool you into buying the most expensive one in the store?"

Shang Jin asked without hesitation, "Would you?"

Lin Ling shook her head decisively: "No!"

Seeing Lin Ling's appearance, Shang Jin's exposed eyes bent.

Because he was choosing a violin for Shang Jin, Lin Ling was very serious. After looking at almost all the brands of violins in the store, he finally settled on one.

Lin Ling took out the violin, tried the notes a few times, and then said to Shang Jin:

"This one is fine. It's an old foreign brand. It's all handmade. It feels|feels good and the sound quality is good. Teacher Shang, would you like to try it?"

Shang Yan completely trusted Lin Ling, touched the strings of the qin and said, "I really don't know how to buy a qin, as long as you think it's good, I can trust you."

Shang Jin's words made Lin Ling bubbling with joy. After all, the male god trusted him so much, which gave him the illusion that he was very important in the male god's heart.

Since Shang Jin had no objection, Lin Ling asked Wen Yu to get the piano and wrap it.

When Shang Jin took out his wallet to pay the bill, Lin Ling hurriedly held down his hand holding his bank card, and said, "No need to pay."

Shang Jin frowned: "How can this be done?"

Although the violin that Lin Ling chose for Shang Jin was not the most expensive in the store, the price was approaching five figures, and Shang Jin didn't want to take other people's things for nothing.

Lin Ling didn't let go of Shang Jin's hand, and said with a smile, "Take it as a gift from me. I wish you, Mr. Shang, a smooth filming of your new film."

Shang Jin disagreed, why did he accept the gift before he joined the crew, but before he could say no again, Lin Ling approached him suddenly, and said in a low voice:

"My employees are watching, male god, why don't you save face for my boss."

The ending of the word after Lin Ling dragged a little longer, with a hint of begging. To Shang Jin's ears, it seemed that Lin Shen was acting like a spoiled child in front of the public.

Shang Jin paused, looked up, and saw that there were really several people looking at the two of them, and after meeting his gaze, he quickly turned his head away.

Want to cover up.

Sighing in his heart, he met Lin Ling's eyes again in a blink of an eye. Shang Jin had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​paying.

Seeing Shang Jin put away the wallet, Lin Ling's eyes flashed a smile of a successful plan, and then he looked serious and said very domineeringly to the cashier at the front desk:

"This violin will be credited to my account, and there is no need to go to the public account."

The cashier is Wen Yu: "..."

After making a note on the boss's head, Wen Yu handed over a series of things including the violin's warranty card to Lin Ling.

Lin Ling reached out to take it, and Wen Yu took the opportunity to speak to him at a volume that only the two of them could hear:

"Boss, I think your friend looks familiar. I just heard you say that you are filming. Is he an actor?"

After hearing this, Lin Ling turned her head and glanced at Shang Jin who was standing not far away watching other violins, and then turned to Wen Yu:

"He has a pair of eyes exposed all over his face, where do you know they look familiar?"

Wen Yuli is blunt but also strong: "I think handsome guys look familiar."

Lin Ling: "..."

Wen Yu sized Shang Jin up again, and asked Lin Ling, "So is he really a celebrity?"

Lin Ling nodded: "Yes."

After nodding, Lin Ling said to Wen Yu again, "Keep quiet."

"That's why I won't say it." Wen Yu raised his hand and made a zipper movement on his lips, and then couldn't help saying:

"Boss, I have a bold guess, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Lin Ling looked at her: "Shut up."

Wen Yu looked at Shang Jin's bandaged hand, and asked in a softer voice, "Is it Shang Jin?"

Lin Ling raised her eyebrows after hearing this, a little surprised: "Okay, I guessed it all."

Wen Yu smiled triumphantly: "That's right, it doesn't matter who I am."

In fact, Wenyu is not a guess. After all, Shang Jin’s right hand injury was so big a few days ago, and Lin Ling basically stopped coming to the store after that day, and the creepy roses were also not given away after that day. .

Reminiscent of Lin Lang's painstaking efforts to promote Shang Xi's new album, so it's not hard to speculate.

Wen Yu thought that Shang Jin's hand injury was mostly due to Lin Ling.

However, Wen Yu didn't say anything, and asked excitedly: "Boss, Mr. Shang is here, can I ask for an autograph?"

Lin Ling turned her head and saw Shang Jin walking towards them, so she hurriedly said:

"No, his hands are inconvenient now."

Knowing that Shang Jin's hand was injured, Wen Yu asked without hope, and Lin Ling's answer was expected by Wen Yu, so she shrugged and was not disappointed.

Shang Jin approached, looked at Lin Ling and asked, "Can you still teach violin here?"

Lin Ling nodded: "Yes."

Shang Jin: "Are you going to class too?"

Lin Ling shook her head: "No."

Shang Jin: "Why?"

Lin Shen is very straightforward: "The tuition fee is too expensive for what I teach, and few people should want to sign up."

And Lin Ling felt that she didn't have that patience.

Shang Jin was amused by Lin Ling, and nodded, "Well, it's overkill."

Lin Ling was a little embarrassed by Shang Jin's smile, and quickly looked away, saying, "Since we have already taken a fancy to the violin, let's go."

Shang Jin nodded: "Okay."

Then Wen Yu saw her boss said to herself 'Let's go first' and then left side by side with Shang Jin, and said in her heart: "..."

Did you just leave like that? !

Boss, you are here all the time, why don't you ask about the business situation in the store?This is your own shop!

But Lin Ling, who was only satisfied with the male god, was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at Shang Jin beside him: "Where shall we go next?"

Shang Jin thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the supermarket, I'll buy something."

Lin Ling nodded, then stepped on the gas pedal and drove directly to their biggest supermarket.

The supermarket is on the opposite side of the road. Lin Ling didn't want to go around, but would come back later, so the two discussed it and parked the car on the side of the road. They planned to go through the underground passage and come back later. , Not a few steps away, it's time to exercise.

When entering the underground passage, the light was not bright above, and when going down the stairs, Lin Ling was always worried that Shang Jin's foot would miss the ground, so she glanced at him from time to time, making Shang Jin dumbfounded.

After descending the steps and turning a corner, Shang Jin and Lin Ling saw a lot of people surrounded by the passage ahead, and they didn't know what they were doing.

If Lin Ling had encountered this kind of people gathering together before, Lin Ling would definitely drag Shang Yan away, for fear of being recognized by passers-by, but maybe it was the dim light of the underground passage that gave Lin Ling a sense of security, not only did he not go around this time, He even pulled Shang Jin over to see what happened.

Lin Ling's movement of pulling Shang Jin's wrist was too natural and familiar, and by the time Shang Jin realized it, he was already standing on the periphery of the crowd with Lin Ling.

There were too many people in front, and Lin Ling couldn't see what was going on inside, so she jumped on tiptoe twice.

Seeing him like that, Shang Jin shook his head amusedly, since he was not in a hurry anyway, he let him go.

Relying on his height advantage, Shang Jin could clearly see that the onlookers were a very young boy, who was seriously adjusting his musical instrument with his head down, while the onlookers were looking at the cardboard full of words in front of him.

The distance was too far, and Shang Jin, who was slightly short-sighted, couldn't see clearly what the words on the cardboard were.But he guessed the boy was a street performer.

Lin Ling thought while tiptoeing: "Oh, I can't see it, what the hell is going on inside."

Shang Jin originally wanted to tell him that there was nothing inside, just a street performer, but seeing Lin Ling stretching her neck on tiptoe and looking inside, what she wanted to say twisted around in her mouth a few times and finally she didn't say it.

For some reason, Shang Jin felt that Lin Ling, who was a little anxious because he couldn't see the scene inside, was particularly interesting.

And Lin Ling looked on tiptoe for a while, as if thinking of something, she stopped abruptly, walked around Shang Jin and stood on his right side, and then continued to tiptoe to look inside.

Shang Jin was puzzled and asked, "Can you see it on the right?"

Lin Ling narrowed her eyes and looked ahead, and said casually after listening, "No, it's all the same."

It was the first time Lin Ling envied Shang Jin's tall man so much, all he saw was the back of his head!

Shang Jin was even more confused: "Then why did you suddenly change positions?"

Lin Ling didn't turn her head back: "I'll stand here to protect your hand."

Although Lin Ling and Shang Jin are both standing on the outside, what if someone accidentally touches Shang Jin's injured hand?

Shang Jin was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be the reason.

Looking at Lin Ling who was still jumping around, Shang Jin's heart suddenly softened, he thought——

How could anyone think of him all the time?

Are other people who say they are their true fans like this?

Shang Jin felt a little swollen in his heart, raised his left hand and pressed the position of his heart, for a while he couldn't find the right words to describe his mood at the moment.

Just when Shang Jin was in a trance, a slightly immature voice came from the crowd. He came to his senses, and it turned out that the boy had already adjusted his instrument and started singing.

Lin Ling stopped jumping on tiptoes, and couldn't help sighing: "It's really good to sing."

It may be too nervous, and it sounds a little trembling.

After Shang Jin heard this, he tilted his head and glanced at him. Lin Ling met his eyes and then added with a smile: "But you are the best singer!"

Shang Jin turned his head as usual, but the corner of his mouth raised a joyful arc. After seeing Lin Ling, the smile on his face became even stronger.

People are very curious and like to join in the fun. After reading the words on the cardboard and listening to a song, the people in front gradually dispersed, so Shang Jin and Lin Ling didn't know each other during the second song. Feeling moved to the front row.

Shang Jin and Lin Ling saw clearly what was written on the cardboard this time. To sum it up, the boy is a student of a certain music school. In order to exercise their courage, the teacher assigned them a homework this time, asking them to sing on the street. If you get a total of 200 yuan from passers-by within one day, you will be considered a pass.

Next to the cardboard are neatly placed copies of his student ID card and ID card.

Lin Ling felt a little helpless after reading the words on the cardboard—this child is too honest, why did he write everything on it.

The boy sang while playing the guitar. Although his voice was a little green, he looked tense and stiff, and he didn't dare to look at the people around him. However, Lin Ling felt that he really sang very well, so he thought he could help The idea of ​​helping a hand wanted to pay, but was stopped by Shang Jin.

Shang Jin pressed his hand and shook his head lightly at him.

Lin Ling glanced at the boy, then turned her head and asked Shang Jin in a low voice, "Mr. Shang, do you think this is fake?"

Shang Jin shook his head, and just when he was about to answer 'no', a passing man stopped and glanced at the cardboard, and finally sneered and said to the woman beside him:

"Oh, this kind of look is fake, it's a liar, it's nothing to look at, let's go."

The man pulled the woman away while talking, his voice was very loud, loud enough for everyone to hear, so the boy who was already very nervous accidentally played hard, not to mention his mistakes, and his fingers were cut by the strings of the guitar. Beads of blood burst forth.

There was an accident, the boy frowned and then glanced at his hands. He gave up playing the guitar and chose to sing a cappella. Without accompaniment, his voice seemed very weak and helpless.

Seeing that he reacted so strongly to the word 'liar', everyone thought he was guilty, so more and more people left gradually, leaving very few people left.

From the corner of his eye, he saw his audience leaving one by one. The boy bowed his head in embarrassment, and also regretted why he rejected the classmate's proposal at that time, and why he didn't form a team to complete the homework like everyone else.

If the teacher is unfavorable, if they form a team, there will be no such embarrassing situation.

After barely finishing the second song, the boy was standing there wondering if he should pack up his things and that's it for today, but suddenly he heard someone applauding.

Dazed for a moment, the boy raised his eyes and saw a very good-looking and handsome young man on his left with a kind smile on his face.

He is applauding himself.

Standing next to him was a taller man wearing a mask, and the taller man looked at him with an obvious smile in his eyes.

Lin Ling took a step forward, took out a clean tissue and handed it to the boy, and said seriously, "You sing very well."

Although there is still a long way to go compared to his male god.

The boy took the tissue in a daze, and after recovering, he was flattered and quickly thanked:

"Thank you, thank you..."

The author has something to say:

Lin Shen: The tuition fee for me to teach violin is very expensive!

Shang Jin: Also...

Lin Shen hurriedly added: Male god, you don't charge money!

Shang Jin: Why?

Lin Shen: Because I miss you, Taiyang.

Guess what I'm going to write in the next chapter (￣▽￣)／

Thanks to the two little angels Mo Ci and Nian Gu for their mines and the following four little angels for their nutrient solution irrigation: Nuo Tong +5, Mo Sheng +5, Jia Min +1, Yu Xi +5.One mouthful and one mouthful.