Mingyan: "Hmm?"
Xia Cheng leaned closer and whispered, "I can tell there's a little devil living inside you. You like making your players cry..."
"Ahem!" Mingyan said with a serious expression, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm an upright person!"
Honestly, he felt that this was a common trait among all humankind—they just liked to play "touching" games, which was perfectly normal!
At this moment, the club manager stood to the side, watching the two big shots leaning against each other and whispering.
What are they talking about?
He thought that such secrecy and caution must mean they were discussing important national affairs!
Perhaps they are discussing the taxation issues of the Sixth Star Province?
Thinking about it this way, I felt a deep sense of respect and stood even straighter.
Incidentally, they also kept two pretty girls who wanted to come and keep them company outside.
"What are you doing! They're discussing important matters over there!" the manager said sternly. "You're not allowed to disturb them!"
After finishing their breakfast, Ming and his companion checked their blood pressure and, to confirm they were in good health, left the club.
Xia Cheng's driver was already waiting by the car, and this time he had changed to a low-key domestic car.
Xia Cheng asked, "Shall I take you home?"
"No, thank you," Ming said. "I'm going back to my adoptive parents' house today to get some things."
“…” Xia Cheng hesitated for a moment, “Oh, okay.”
I don't know why, maybe it's just Mingyan's illusion.
Xia Cheng seemed to instinctively shrink his neck as soon as he heard the word "parents" in Mingyan's words.
They're just two ordinary people, Xia Cheng probably wouldn't even have the chance to get close to them, so why does he seem a little scared?
Mingyan blinked.
Xia Cheng said, "Please give them my regards. I'll prepare a gift for them next time!"
Mingyan laughed and said, "If you want to come visit, just come. Why be so polite?"
"No, no, no, no..." Xia Cheng said, "I'm afraid my uncle will beat me... Anyway, let's talk about it next time."
Clearly stated: "?"
Mingyan looked bewildered and waved goodbye to Xia Cheng.
Then, Mingyan also refused the offer to send him off by the club.
There are luxury cars everywhere here. He felt that if he drove into his adoptive parents' ordinary neighborhood, it would probably cause a sensation.
In the end, he randomly picked a shared electric scooter, got on it again, and leisurely rode home.
Actually, he went back this time to get his personal credit card.
Although he has moved out and is now living next to the studio, his delivery address is still at home; after the bank gold card was issued, he mailed it to his adoptive parents first because he clearly stated that he was not at home.
On the way back, Ming said he felt refreshed and relaxed.
He realized that he had indeed been working too hard for the past two years and had not taken a vacation.
He hasn't fully integrated into the interstellar era yet, and his mindset is still full of anxiety and pressure, which is not good.
This entertainment allowed him to relax, and he even started listening to and appreciating the music playing on the street...
—Wait a minute, what's that music?
Just a wall away, the flamboyant and unrestrained singing swept in.
You buried all the recordings in the backyard.
I'll dig them up again when you're not looking at them.
It's rock music.
It is filled with passionate and unrestrained emotions, carrying a domineering and straightforward accusation, and an indomitable belief.
Just hearing it makes your pores open and makes you want to move along with the rhythm.
Mingyan was suddenly intrigued.
He steered the small electric wheel toward the direction from which the singing was coming.
The girl singing seemed to be filled with resentment; every lyric was powerful and resonant, as if it wanted to pierce the veins of every listener.
Yes, it has a rock and roll feel to it.
You're not listening, you won't understand.
You're not listening, you won't understand.
……
Each roar, growing more frenzied than the last, could be a complete outburst of venting.
But it's good music.