The news about Meng Chu didn't last long. It was only a day later and it was already quickly downplayed by another news.
The popular traffic star Lin Xi was arrested by the police for taking drugs.
The tolerance of all sectors of society on drug-related matters is almost zero. Once involved, it is almost equivalent to being blocked, and there is no possibility of turning over. Lin Xi's acting career is completely over.
'Hello, My Different Life!' crew responded quickly.
Hello, My Different Life (V): As a healthy and uplifting variety show, we reject bad artists, and we have terminated our contract with Miss Lin Xi.
For two or three days in a row, the only two female guests on the crew made mistakes, and it is difficult for people not to mumble.
Is this variety show cursed?
No one associated these two things together.
Meng Chu hasn't appeared in recent days.
Including Chen Shuguan's Weibo that clearly stated the truth, not only did Meng Chu not repost, she did not even interact with Chen Shuguan at all.
However, the crew official Weibo silently deleted the promotional posters of the show. When everyone thought the show might be postponed, it immediately connected to Weibo and announced the new guest candidates.
It has to be said that in this chaos, the program group might be the one who benefitted from it the most. Before the broadcast, the public discussion is so intense, no other variety show had this much heat before.
And Meng Yuan once again expressed his stand with his actions.
He stayed in Beijing for nearly a week, and took Meng Chu back to Jiangcheng on the afternoon of the day before New Year's Day.
Chen Shuguan sent a message to Meng Chu in the middle of the night, and Meng Chu directly replied: My dad has come to Beijing.
Really, Chen Shuguan retracted his phone and walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window. There is no moon tonight, and only the street lamp downstairs is shining with a dim yellow light.
For some unknown reason, Chen Shuguan has been living in the school for an unprecedented week, staying late in the laboratory almost every day.
The wind rolled up the remaining leaves on the ground and slapped on the glass, making a harsh noise.
He closed the door of the laboratory and walked back slowly along the path in the campus.
He should have gotten used to it. After all, he has been alone for more than 30 years.
He washed and went to bed as usual.
After randomly turning over a few pages of dense foreign language documents, the man took off his gold-framed glasses and pinched the center of his brows tiredly.
After 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the silence in the room was depressing.
There was an unexplained restlessness in his blood.
Only Chen Shuguan himself probably knew that the real reason for him indulging in the laboratory all day was not that he had a new breakthrough, as several doctoral students thought.
In fact, he just felt bored.
Obviously, all those years before was like this.
On New Year’s Eve, there were few people in the teachers’ dormitory.
The countdown screen in the city center has gathered countless men and women waiting for the New Year's Eve. Beijing is a non-smoking city. You can't feel the festive atmosphere when you stay in the house. You can't even see fireworks. He waited until his phone started promoting notifications. With this, Chen Shuguan realized that the new year has arrived.
The New Year is almost a global carnival. The blessings he received came from different places. There are Zheng Ying’s, some students and colleagues of S University, some students from Oxford abroad, and some colleagues from Berkeley National Laboratory.
A large number of New Year videos from experimental institutions and scientific research organizations have accumulated in the mailbox.
The man picked a few replies, and then stopped on Meng Chu's conversation box.
The three-day holiday is only starting tomorrow, and she should still be in the student apartment next door.
There are only a few short conversations on the screen.
It was he who took the initiative, and basically, she didn't respond until a long time later, a completely perfunctory reply.
Ding.
Another message popped up on the phone interface.
Important notification from Weibo.
Meng Chu: Happy New Year!
The picture is a scene of her holding fireworks. The girl has crooked eyebrows and a wide panda head t-shirt. She has bare thighs and sandals on her feet, revealing ten fair toes.
The girl on the screen is standing next to the huge light box advertisement, looking bright and seductive.
The corners of the slightly raised lips, the semi-protruding lips... he has kissed them and she has opened her mouth to take him.
No one knew the ultimate touch of the young girl's white and tender skin better than him.
She twisted her hips and begged him for joy, the weak and delicate flowers held him tightly, and he knew all the secrets about her.
But she never laughed like this, not once.
Not even when she was confused and infatuated.
The man held the phone, his pupils contracted, and his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone for an instant.
It's not that he has not acted like this before him. She once jumped in front of him at that time, not facing the person in the dream, but just facing him: "Chen Shuguan, I like you. Let me be your girlfriend, okay?"
Her face wafted upwards. Her smile is even more dazzling than it is now.
The restlessness of the past few days has just faded away and is replaced by new emotions.
She hadn't been in S city long ago.
Chen Shuguan knows that she avoided himm like a snake and scorpion, worrying about the future things day by day, and now she is still willing to make mistakes, but she is afraid of him, and he shouldn't care.
Only this can prevent him from being idle, like a mouse crouching in a dark and humid corner, spying on her Weibo.
He turned to the comment under Weibo.
When Chen Shuguan called, Meng Chu was in high spirits and set off fireworks with Zhou Qing and Meng Yuan in the plaza near their home.
The number was not registered to her phonebook and Meng Chu's hand was stiff. Meng Yuan pretended to glance inadvertently. The number belonged to S City.
"Hey." Meng Chu deliberately avoided them and walked a little farther.
It was quiet for almost ten seconds.
Meng Chu also remained silent, beginning to think that he dialed the wrong number.
Chen Shuguan finally spoke. He half leaned on the bed, staring at the empty wall opposite him, and muttered: "Meng Chu...Happy New Year."
Not waiting for any response from her, the man had hung up the phone.
Because of Chen Shuguan's surprising behavior, Meng Chu's original good mood was destroyed.
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