Under the dim street lights, the girl's eyes shone brightly, as if she had borrowed the starlight from the night sky. And the saying "Where is the sign?" makes people even more imaginative.

Wang Heng: "Have you brought a pen?"

Pei Ningle shook his head.

Wang Heng shrugged: "So you can't sign, but it doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future. By the way, how long have you been standing here?"

Pei Ningle pointed to the bench a few steps away: "It's not long, I've just sat there."

"Then let's sit down."

After saying that, Wang Heng and Pei Ningle sat down on the bench. However, the girl turned around and saw the hair brushing in front of her. The leaping fragrance made him unable to ignore it.

Especially the moment the two sat down, the "brother" who was as crisp as a wind chime could not help but be distracted.

After sitting firmly, Pei Ningle continued: "Actually, I only have time tonight. I will take a set of photos tomorrow afternoon, saying it is for publicity, so I will get on the plane early tomorrow morning."

Wang Heng couldn't help but worry: "You can get lost in this school. If you are so anxious, will there be no problem?"

Pei Ningle stuck out his tongue: "Sister Xu is not very relieved to me, so she went back to Rongdu with me. She is still waiting for me to go back in the house."

Wang Heng: "You came back by plane today, are you? You are leaving early tomorrow morning. Would you be too tired?"

"Yes, I'm a little tired..." Pei Ningle sighed, staring at the person beside him with big bright eyes, frowned slightly, as if he was a little melancholy.

So, why would you rather be so tired?

Wang Heng suddenly fell silent.

After a while of quiet, Pei Ningle suddenly slapped his arm with a "slap".

"Oh, there are mosquitoes!"

In the night of Rongdu in September, mosquitoes will certainly not be absent. Continue to sit here and chat, no doubt, they are feeding mosquitoes.

So Wang Heng said naturally: "Or we can change places...I'll take you back?"

Pei Ningle: "You won't send me over and leave?"

The girl with two ponytails stared at her look pitifully, and had to admit that she was indeed cute. But she was not as strong as breaking Wang Heng's rational string.

So he asked cautiously: "Is Sister Xu there?"

Pei Ningle nodded: "Of course."

"Then it's OK."

———

When Wang Heng and Pei Ningle walked into the apartment, they surely saw Xu Xiaxia sitting on the sofa.

The professional agent is still wearing a capable trouser suit, with a laptop on his legs, and is obviously still working. Hearing the sound at the door, she raised her head and greeted: "Ms. Pei, Mr. Wang, good evening."

"Sister Xu is still busy?" Pei Ningle ran over and looked at her computer screen.

Xu Xiaxia: "I'm reading these notices. Time flies, as if it was intentional."

Pei Ningle: "What does it mean?"

Xu Xiaxia: "That is to say, they are asking you to make choices. For example, these two columns are directly competitive, and the broadcast time is the same. As a result, even the recording time is colliding together this time, and you also send you an invitation to invite. If you want to go, you can only choose one of them."

Pei Ningle blinked: "If I choose which one, or another, will there be any difference?"

Xu Xiaxia explained: "Of course there are differences. There are also factions in the entertainment industry. For example, these two stations are different factions, and these online media are also different factions..."

After listening to the explanation, Pei Ningle felt more and more headaches.

So the girl said helplessly: "I really don't want to care about factions or something. Can anyone offend anyone?"

Xu Xiaxia: "It is unlikely that you don't offend at all. But if you think so, I can try not to choose a side station and stay independent..."

"Yeah, just stay independent. Then Sister Xu, keep watching, I have something else to do."

The girl said this, patted Xu Xiaxia on the shoulder, and then pulled Wang Heng up the stairs.

Xu Xiaxia glanced at her, smiled, and continued to look at the computer screen. Anyway, she was staring here, and there was no wall between the upper and lower floors. It was not considered a room where a man and a woman were alone, and there was no problem.

After Pei Ningle pulled Wang Heng upstairs, he let him sit on a chair and unbuttoned his double ponytails.

Wang Heng was a little confused: "What do you want to do?"

Pei Ningle: "I finally tied my double ponytails once. I want to try different styles. Can I help me with reference?"

Wang Heng: "Different styles?"

"Yes, just like before, the position of the two braids is about the same height as the ears, which is a more orthodox double ponytail. If you make the braids taller, that's it... what do you think?"

While talking, Pei Ningle tied his ponytails to the dressing table, then turned around to face him.

The braid's position has become much higher, and it seems that it has become two years younger and is even more cute.

Wang Heng couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, and praised: "Cute, very cute!"

Pei Ningle smiled and rubbed his palm with the top of his head, like a cute little cat.

After he retracted his hand, the girl started changing her hairstyle again.

"Then, do you think this is OK?"

Because it is looser, it is easier to untickle this time. This time, the girl's hairstyle has become a pair of ponytails, which is the type with braids under her ears.

In this way, the girl looks much more mature and quiet, from a childish little girl to a literary girl's style.

Wang Heng stroked his chin and commented: "It's also very good, and it may be more suitable for you to sing..."

Pei Ningle suddenly approached a little, lowered his face, and silently said.

After a few seconds of quietness, Wang Heng reacted, hesitated and reached out his hand, and touched the girl's head.

Then Pei Ningle smiled and said, "This is not bad, right? It's not over yet!"

The girl returned to the dressing mirror, let go of her whip, and tied up her hairstyle again. This time she still had two ponytails, but the two whips did not occupy all the hair volume, but only parted it. In other words, many of the hair on the back of her head were loose.

Of course, Wang Heng is not unfamiliar with this hairstyle, such as Rin Tosaka, Asuka, and... Yukina? They all seem to have similar hairstyles.

"Is this good-looking?" The girl pointed to her hairstyle and tilted her head slightly.

Wang Heng rubbed his chest and said seriously: "It looks good, very beautiful."

"Does my brother only say these words?" Pei Ningle pouted, "It's good-looking, cute, very cute, cute, and so on...it's a bit creative!"

Wang Heng: "…Kawaii?"

"Isn't it still the same?"

While complaining, Pei Ningle came over again, like a pet who was asking for touching, lowered his face and shook his head.

Downstairs, agent Xu Xiaxia was still looking at the computer. Just listening to the conversation between the two people upstairs, she would definitely not hear any abnormal clues.

But Wang Heng knew that it was already a little abnormal at this moment.

Although neither of them has crossed the line at this moment, compared to the one-week event, I have to admit that Pei Ningle seems to be... more good at playing?
Chapter completed!