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by"En." Jingxiu was packing his luggage.
Ji Youyan smiled brightly, "Then... do you have any activities on New Year's Eve?" She used the app to find out that Jingxiu didn't have a public itinerary that day.
Jingxiu's eyes twitched, and without answering, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"New Year's Eve, on Lancheng Satellite TV, I want to sing the song "Lovely Road" solo. It's a real song, can I... invite you to come and listen to it live?" Ji You said anxiously.
Jingxiu suddenly stood up and suddenly felt a little dizzy. She was stunned for a while, then she smiled and replied reservedly, "I'll think about it."
Ji Yuyan was a little disappointed.
As if he could feel her mood, Jingxiu added, "It should be possible."
Ji Yuyan buried herself on the pillow and laughed sullenly.
Jingxiu stood there and read Ji Youyan's invitation several times.
She walked to her desk, opened the cabinet at the bottom, and took out a cardboard box that had been dusty for many years. She brushed the dust off the box, opened the cardboard box, and stroked it, nostalgic and gratified.
After two days, Ji Youyan returned to Lingzhou to prepare for the guidance of the new program. The publicity needs photos, Ji Youyan's team set out in the middle of the night to shoot street shots, and returned to the hotel after seven o'clock in the morning. Ji Youyan saw that Lin Yue was too sleepy, and teased her that her eyes were not big at first, but now there is only a gap left in her sleepiness.
Lin Yue pushed open the door and muttered, "Sister Ji, you are in good spirits."
Ji Youyan just wanted to snort when he opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but yawned.
She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, and Lin Yue laughed, but after two seconds of laughter, Lin Yue's laughter stopped abruptly.
Ji Youyan said lazily, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Jing, are you back? Did we quarrel with you?" Lin Yue asked awkwardly from the front.
Ji Youyan's heart trembled, he immediately raised his foot and grabbed in front of Lin Yue, overjoyed and said, "Axiu?"
Jingxiu was sitting on the sofa in the living room talking to Yao Xiao. Hearing the sound, they reflexively looked towards the door.
Ji Youyan didn't feel sleepy anymore, she strode to Jingxiu and followed, and said warmly, "Axiu, when did you come back?"
"It's not too long since I arrived." A very shallow smile appeared on Jingxiu's face.
"Have you eaten yet?" Ji Youyan sat down on the sofa beside him and asked with concern.
"Eat on the plane."
Ji Youyan saw that the coffee table was full of exquisite small boxes, and asked, "Is it a gift?"
"Yeah." Jingxiu replied. She was talking to Yao Xiao about how these gifts should be sent to whom.
Seeing Lin Yue, Jingxiu took a box and said casually, "Yueyue, just right, Christmas... and Happy New Year?"
Lin Yue took the gift with both hands and was flattered: "Thank you, Teacher Jing."
Ji Youyan looked at Lin Yue with her cheeks raised, and teased, "I don't envy it at all."
After she finished speaking, she was afraid of being misunderstood by Jingxiu, so she nervously explained, "Axiu, I really don't envy." She said that Jingxiu's safe and healthy return was her best gift.
Jingxiu laughed. She gave a "hmm" and got up and went back to the room.
Ji Youyan subconsciously followed Jingxiu step by step.
Jingxiu entered the room and opened the suitcase, Ji Youyan politely stopped at the door, leaning against the door frame.
"Your gift." Jingxiu handed Ji Youyan two delicately packaged gift boxes, and said lightly.
Ji Youyan took it and said tenderly, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Jingxiu pursed her lips, said nothing, and walked back to the living room.
"Can I open it and take a look?" Ji Youyan sat back on the sofa with Jingxiu. She wanted to spend more time with Jingxiu, and she also wanted to know what gift Jingxiu gave her.
"Okay." Jingxiu fluttered his long eyelashes.
Ji Yuyan was full of anticipation, and carefully opened the outer packaging of the gift.
When he opened the box and saw what was inside, Ji Youyan's smile gradually subsided, and his nasal cavity slowly became congested.
The author has something to say: Sister Wei: There are lemon fruits on the lemon tree, and there is only me under the lemon tree.
Chapter 67
Inside the royal blue velvet gift box, it was neatly divided into several small spaces. The first thing Ji Youyan saw at first glance was its main body - a snow-white paint microphone.
The microphone is brand new as if it will glow, and the workmanship visible to the naked eye is extraordinary. The design of the appearance is full of sense. There is a line of English characters printed on the metal cover of the sound head. I don't know if it is an illusion. Ji Youyan feels that the design of the switch is like a vague "word". In the "mouth" of the word "Yan", there is also a shining diamond.
"So beautiful..." Lin Yue exclaimed.
Ji Youyan stared sideways at Jingxiu, and wanted to talk.
Jingxiu said unhappily, "Aren't you going to sing?"
"A custom-made microphone based on your voice."
Ji Youyan's heart suddenly overflowed with boundless sweetness and emotion, which spread to the nasal cavity and turned into sourness.
An exclusive microphone, this is probably the dream that every singer has had, and it is also a luxury that Ji Youyan never dared to think about.
In the first year of her debut, she took over many small business performances and moved around on one simple stage after another. She didn't complain, she treated every stage equally and did her best. But the organizers always live up to her intentions. The rough equipment and the poor quality of the microphone often made her embarrassed and aggrieved. More than once, when the microphone fails, she has the idea of having a microphone that is only her own and will not fail.
But the cost of the exclusive microphone makes Ji Yuyan prohibitive. When she wants, life is stretched; when she can afford it, she no longer belongs to the stage.
"Yes, I'm going to sing." Ji Youyan said in a nasal voice, distressed, "But Axiu, when did you prepare?"
She told Jingxiu the other day that she was going to sing. No matter how powerful Jingxiu was, it was impossible for her to customize a microphone in such a short period of time.
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