The phone call with his parents lasted until past twelve o'clock, finally unifying his thoughts and saving Yang Jingxing the trouble of answering the phone. The process of hanging up the phone was difficult and tortuous, mainly Xiao Shuxia, who kept crying, and even Yang Jingxing's childhood

Thinking about some things now makes me sad...

Her parents will not come to Puhai now, and they will not even call Zhang Yanhao or Li Yingzhen. But Xiao Shuxia has said that if Zhang Yanhao does not do well, Cheng Yaoyao will never want to sing Yang Jingxing's songs in the future.

Yang Chengyi told his son to wish him well: "A friend in need is a friend indeed. Putting aside the interests, I am willing to help you at this time. Even if it is just a word of concern, you must remember and repay."

Yang Jingxing melancholy: "Contradiction, I just don't want people who really care about me to help me deal with this kind of bad thing..."

Unexpectedly, there was still a relay in the early morning, and my best friend called again.

Yang Jingxing answered: "You haven't rested yet?"

"No...are you okay?" Wang Rui was also gentle.

Yang Jingxing sighed: "Oh, I'm tired of answering the phone. It's also distressing to be famous."

Wang Rui was also a little troubled: "I've been calling you since I came back, but I haven't been able to get through. Xiaojie and Feifei just returned to the room, how about I call them over?"

"No, it's so late." Yang Jingxing asked, "How was the performance?"

"I'm not in the mood." Wang Rui complained, "But it's okay... Even when I'm in a low mood, I'm anxious and force myself to smile."

Yang Jingxing looked down upon him: "You amateurs, for such a trivial matter...who are you in the same room with?"

Wang Rui was not surprised either: "Yuanyuan."

Yang Jingxing: "It's hot today, have you turned on the air conditioner?"

Wang Rui said: "It's not on, it's not very hot."

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Have you taken a shower?"

Wang Rui answered every question: "I washed it."
Chapter completed!