Chapter 1179 "Heart Shadow Link" (42)

Chapter 1179 "Heart Shadow Link" (4-2)

It was late at night, Liao Jingchen reached out and gently touched the desk calendar on the desk. There were densely packed schedules on it, this month and next month, with almost no obvious gaps.

Liao Jingchen turned a few pages, and his fingertips paused on the day of the drama club's stage play performance.

There was no time.

If he couldn't perform on stage in his junior year, he might never have another chance to realize his dream in the future.

The "training plan" formulated by Liao Hongjing appeared in front of him, and Liao Jingchen's expression was solemn.

He glanced at the calendar again and turned it back to the current month.

A bright red circle circled the 26th, reminding Liao Jingchen that this was an important day.

Campus dance, a social venue full of youth and social atmosphere, he didn't want to be comfortable in his comfort zone.

Liao Jingchen, who was widely sought after in school, deeply experienced the taste of being constantly talked to and invited to dance. He rubbed his forehead and silently turned the desk calendar 180 degrees, so that it was facing away from him.

Wait, the 26th.

Liao Jingchen was startled.

"Rongrong"'s face, full of thoughts, blew through his mind like a breeze, and the rich fragrance of inspiration invaded his mind.

... Could it be such a coincidence?

Liao Jingchen pulled back the calendar, and the bright red circle evoked more memories of him, the 26th, the masquerade, Jiang Rong trying on a dress in the drama club, and Gan Xiaoyu casually called her "Rongrong" outside the warehouse that night.

Inspiration was like a match, lighting a candle of doubt, and an outrageous idea surged like smoke.

Jiang Rong's face and "Rongrong's" face flashed alternately. Except for the homophony of the name and the time point of the 26th, there seemed to be no connection.

Is it? Isn't it?

The night swallowed up Liao Jingchen's silhouette with his eyes downcast and thinking, and the picture gently transitioned to Jiang Rong's blackout curtain.

She lay on her side, and the inconspicuous game bracelet quietly stayed on her slender wrist.

The screen was cut diagonally in half, Liao Jingchen in front of the desk and Jiang Rong in the quilt closed their eyes and sighed at the same time.

A sleepless night.

…

Forty-eight hours passed in a flash. On Friday, Gan Xiaoyu was so excited that she dragged Jiang Rong to talk about the dance party again and again.

“What should I do if I still only know the simplest dance steps? Uh, it would be embarrassing if I stepped on my partner’s feet!”

Jiang Rong did not show any impatience on her face, and let Gan Xiaoyu mutter beside her.

“After lunch, I will practice with you for a while?” she said casually.

Gan Xiaoyu immediately became energetic: “Okay!”

Jiang Rong smiled helplessly and dotingly. At this moment, she noticed something strange and turned her head subconsciously.

Liao Jingchen, who was outside the layers of crowds, retracted his gaze and continued his journey naturally, as if nothing had happened.

“What’s wrong?” Gan Xiaoyu asked.

“…Nothing.” Jiang Rong shook her head, “I saw it wrong.”

She did not investigate further, and walked to the cafeteria with Gan Xiaoyu following the crowd.

[I’m so anxious!!! ]

[When will the truth be revealed]

[The name and game ID are so obvious, what's the difference between this and running naked without a vest (bushi) You two should recognize each other in the three-dimensional world as soon as possible! ]

[No way, the personality contrast is too big]

[Beautiful girl is good, love to see, more]

[Classic Rongbao dances male steps hhhhh]

[Liao Jingchen's roundabout way of speaking makes me tired, are all you upper-class people like this # sweat]

[If you don't understand, just ask, why can't you say it clearly? Communication between parents and children is very important, and Liao Jingchen has already discovered what happened behind Liao Hongjing. If it were me, I would have torn my face and had a big quarrel. Is it difficult to show your displeasure? ]

[Don't say it so lightly, I think Liao Jingchen is a bit in the state of being PUA. Many times, parents love you and want to annoy you in the name of love, but there is nothing you can do. Once you have the idea of ​​resisting, you will first feel guilty and feel that you are ignorant or something. . . ]

[Back to the previous part, actually, I mentioned that before Liao Jingchen went to college, he mentioned the art exam and wanted to act, but he was rejected outright, so now he wants to win in a tactful way (although I also think that this has little chance of winning)]

[A bit boring... Is there so little online game party in this episode? ]

[I haven't read the original work, so I guess the plot: Jiang Rong is bullied in real life, her skirt is ruined, and she logs into the game to find comfort sadly, and then "Jingchen" gives her the beautiful equipment she wants]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, you know how to sprinkle sugar plots]

[Good routine, it's a classic, but okay, I'm a local dog and I love to watch it]

The ladies chatted in the live broadcast room, and the plot of the fourth episode developed steadily. On the one hand, Liao Jingchen finally faced his heart and changed from passively accepting arrangements to tentatively bargaining with Liao Hongjing. On the other hand, Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu practiced dance steps, and Wan Ning waited for an opportunity to move.

Finally, the sun sets and the moon rises, and evening arrives. Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu line up in the chattering student line, waiting to go in two by two to change into evening gowns provided free of charge by the drama club.

The auditorium not far away is even busier. Volunteers coming and going are checking the decoration and arrangement under the guidance of seniors, moving tables and chairs from time to time, or supplementing the wall decorations.

Liao Jingchen is not among them. He follows Principal Wu and chats enthusiastically with other successful people in suits and leather shoes.

"What a young talent!" A middle-aged boss wearing a spotted tie exclaimed, "How old is Jingchen?"

"You are too kind." Liao Jingchen replied with a faint smile, "I am 20 years old this year."

"Wow, so young!"

"When I was 20, I was still moving bricks at the construction site."

"The younger generation today is really amazing."

The polite words without any nutrition entered Liao Jingchen's ears one after another. He smiled and nodded, trying his best to cater to them, showing the proper self-respect and humility.

"Twenty years old, the age of coming of age, not bad."

Amid the noisy flattery, the boss who asked Liao Jingchen about his age stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I have a daughter at home, who just had her birthday, and is twenty-one this year. Unfortunately, I spoiled this girl, and she has a very irritable personality, not stable at all, and is far worse than you."

This was a derogatory remark, and no matter how he responded, it was wrong. Liao Jingchen just smiled and repeated, "You are too kind."

"Hey, speaking of which, she was also at Jingyue University today." The boss smiled, "She has been living abroad for many years and is used to being wild. She said she had never seen what a party at a domestic university is like, so she insisted on coming here. Now I don't know where she ran off to."

"Tonight, there are guides or signboards at each fork in the school, and your daughter has rich overseas life experience, so I think she won't get lost." Liao Jingchen spoke in a proper manner.

The boss said "hmm" and nodded, looking at his eyes with increasing satisfaction.

Liao Jingchen kept the arc of his mouth, pretending not to see his eyes picking a son-in-law.

The in-law crisis, which is more hateful than social hell, suddenly appeared. Liao Jingchen sneered in his heart. He suddenly thought of Qi Wan with some malice. The guy's family background is similar to his, but at least he has freedom in dating.

The hands on the watch ticked and Liao Jingchen gradually got tired.

"Why, there is no such child in the next dinner?" a boss asked.

"Well, young people of course have their own parties. What's the point of getting together with us old people?" Another person teased.

"Hahahaha, that's the reason."

With one singing and one singing, Liao Jingchen was able to escape from this group of successful people. He still habitually maintained a polite smile on his face, but only he knew that he was now like a battery that was about to run out of power. The more he smiled, the more lifeless his soul became.

"Liao Shen!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind, Qi Wan casually put his arm around Liao Jingchen's shoulders, "You're so busy, do you want me to tell you two script jokes to cheer you up?"

Liao Jingchen smiled, but didn't say anything. After a while, he said, "How's the drama club going? Are you busy tonight?"

"Oh~ Dear Liao Shen, you really love me too much. Your care is like a winter fire--"

Qi Wan, the president of the drama club, exaggeratedly raised his hand to chant, and then said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that your followers will be decent and beautiful, and will never bring shame to the school."

Liao Jingchen glanced at him.

Qi Wan looked back with a smile, and patted Liao Jingchen's shoulder with the hand that was around him.

"Don't be like this, buddy, be happy, you still have things to do."

He blinked at him, "I know you don't like it, but people like us can't live without this thing for a lifetime, so why not try to enjoy it, what do you think?"

Liao Jingchen still smiled.

"Yeah." He responded softly, and quietly took out a bracelet from the cuff of his suit.

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