ASTNovels Chapter 276 Moving the Bookshelves
Chapter 276 Moving the Bookshelves
Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Lei raised his eyes and walked up quickly: "I thought something happened to you, Lin Weiwei. "Sweetheart Happy" has been popularized by you again, it's not bad."
He was very enthusiastic. Seeing that Lin Weiwei was fine, he felt relieved and stepped forward to hug him.
"Long time no see." Ji Mingyou stepped forward to stand in the middle, knowing that this person didn't like him, so he said in a deep voice.
"That's right, it looks like I was worrying for nothing." Zhao Lei's smile froze, and he had planned to ignore him on purpose, so he had to be polite.
Seeing that he had a good attitude, Lin Weiwei scratched his head apologetically, pointed to the person sitting below, and reminded: "It's not me that's in trouble, it's her."
"What? Who is she?" Zhao Lei was at a loss, looking at the strange expressions of the people present, and stepped forward to check.
He wiped it with a paper towel, and Zhang Yumeng's mood collapsed, showing helplessness, and muttered in a low voice: "It's me, it's shameful enough, why haven't you recognized me yet? Take me out of here quickly."
Zhao Lei's wiping hands stopped, remembering the guests arranged in the show, he clicked lightly: "Zhang Yumeng? How did you do this?"
"Isn't it because of Lin Weiwei?" As soon as it was mentioned, Zhang Yumeng cursed crazily as if he had eaten explosives.
Lin Weiwei curled his lips, put his arms around his chest in disgust, and looked at it like watching a play.
"Don't talk about it, I'll take you to find a place to clean up first, it's too ugly." Zhao Lei softly clicked his tongue, but this woman didn't worry, helped Zhang Yumeng up as if accepting her fate, and quickly went to the store door to go.
Really, you said that Xu Xiangnan wanted to pick this kind of stuff, and you asked him to help with the aftermath, it was a hard life.
"The guests are also tired this time, it's time to arrange a time to rest." Before they left, Ji Mingyou put his pockets in his pockets, and his sharp eyes struck him, with the meaning of not being welcome written all over his face.
"Why? I still have to..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Lei warned impatiently, exhausted of his tact.
He is also unlucky, and he still smiles to give people a face: "Yes, I will tell the above."
Unconvinced, Zhang Yumeng wiped all the cream in her hands on the door, taking revenge at the lowest level.
To embarrass her and tell him not to come again, Zhang Yumeng bit her lower lip and covered her face with her hands.
I remembered all the pain I gave her.
Inside the car, after cleaning, Zhang Yumeng checked with the mirror, smelled her arm from time to time, and said irritably, "Why does it still smell?"
"It's not the smell of butter, it's the smell of embarrassment." Zhao Lei drove the car leisurely, seeing how hypocritical this woman was, and thought that Lin Weiwei would be better, so his attitude naturally became worse.
Zhang Yumeng put down the mirror and said displeasedly: "Don't tell Xiangnan about this, I don't intend to make him worry. But, can I really not participate in "Sweetheart Happy" anymore?"
"I haven't left an impression on the audience yet, it's like fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain."
Zhao Lei sneered, obviously because he was afraid that his image would be ruined, but also because he was afraid of people worrying, he laughed and said: "You have already left a deep impression on the audience. You splashed all over with a blender, and your emoji is hotter than me."
"When did it happen? Why don't I know, shouldn't I deal with it in a hurry?" Zhang Yumeng paid the most attention to the image, and couldn't accept the reality for a while, as if struck by lightning, the whole person was out of his body status.
"It was reported in the live broadcast room, and it is already under the control of Xu Xiangnan."
Zhang Yumeng took out her mobile phone, her hands trembled slightly, and she opened the social software as if she was being tortured. When she glanced at it, she almost fainted: "Oh my God, why are so many people using such GIFs?"
She wanted to cry without tears, and anxiously grabbed her hair, her lower lip had already been bitten, and the smell of blood gradually spread from her mouth.
"Forget it, at least your appearance just now has not been spread, so you should go out less during this time." Zhao Lei looked at her state and said very unclearly.
Zhang Yumeng grabbed the phone, lowered her head helplessly, and bitter tears kept falling from her eyes.
She will not bear these backlogs of pain for herself in vain.
"It's because Ms. Zhang is too radical. I'm afraid she won't come again for a while, and the follow-up will be troublesome." The director and others also explained it before leaving one after another.
Looking at the mess in the store, Ji Mingyou rubbed his forehead and said in a deep voice, "It seems that we won't be able to rest this afternoon."
"I can help too!" Seeing how empty the store was, Zhang Baobao happily raised his little hand, willing to take part of it.
Lin Weiwei looked at the scar on his face, felt very guilty in his heart, and gently touched it and said, "I'll deal with it for you first."
"It's okay, Baobao is a man." Looking at her apology, Zhang Baobao raised his arms and put on a fearless look.
"Naughty devil."
The store door was pushed open again, and Liu Lu, who was wearing a light blue dress, came in with surprise in her eyes: "Why is this store so messy?"
Cream was stuck to the door and the table, and many decorations had been moved. She had never seen such a big change.
"You came just in time, and I need your help again. I invite you to dinner after work." Ji Mingyou moved the cabinet standing in front of the bathroom door, and frowned, as if he was very uncomfortable with the environment.
Liu Lu smiled slightly, feeling that she was needed, stepped forward to give her a hand, and said softly, "I'll come here, the kitchen is enough trouble for you."
"That's right, it gives me a headache." Thinking of all kinds of utensils being piled up, Ji Mingyou couldn't help pursing his lower lip.
Liu Lu nodded with a smile, thinking that she could truly consider him.
"I'll come here with you, and I have to move this bookshelf, don't forget the plates next to it." Lin Weiwei rolled up his sleeves and walked over, looked at it, and urged.
"Okay." Ji Mingyou nodded, and was the first to tidy up beside him.
Dazzling light shone in from the window, and his side face was covered by the silver light, giving him a sense of blur.
Envious of the natural and familiar conversation between the two, Liu Lu lowered her eyes.
Lin Weiwei was full of energy, and took a picture of the simple bookshelf. He found that it was light in weight and easy to carry, so he moved it out.
"I'll help you inside." Liu Lu came back to her senses, restrained her envious eyes, and got inside.
Seeing that the books were arranged neatly, she conveniently put the fallen book away. Because of Ji Mingyou's habit, the store was clean and tidy.
"You don't need to help me, I feel that I am enough alone." Lin Weiwei moved his arms, squatted down slightly, and hugged him vigorously.
As a result, the center of gravity was unstable, and the books on the bookshelf fell down one by one.
"Ah..." Lin Weiwei let go of his hand when he realized that it was impossible, and rubbed his head hit by the corner of the book, feeling stares in his eyes, and murmured: "This book is too heavy, I feel like my head is going to be smashed in."
Ji Mingyou rushed over upon hearing the sound, looked at the pain on her face anxiously, with a smile in his eyes, and gently touched her head: "It's okay, I'm still worried that the dropped book will be damaged by your iron head Woolen cloth."