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Chapter 33 The Artist He Can't Like Me (33)

It was soon the day when the reality show was recorded.

Hua Yan was so scared that she woke up immediately when she received a call from the program team in her sleep.

The program team is already preparing to go upstairs downstairs, and is calling to ask if they are ready.

Hua Yan quickly woke Shi Jian on the bed and signaled him to go back to his room quickly, and said, "I've been prepared almost all the time, but I still have something to do here. You can go directly to Shi Jian after you come up. His room number is XXXX."

Since Shi Jian knocked on the door in the middle of the night and said that he had a nightmare and dared not sleep alone, he would find reasons to come to her room every day.

She obviously refused several times, but he still wanted to squeeze in on the grounds that he would be afraid of sleeping in a room alone.

Hua Yan disagreed, so he stood outside the door and watched pitifully.

There was no way, in order not to see this scene by others, Hua Yan had to let him in.

At the same time, half of the bed was given to him to sleep, otherwise it would be impossible for him to sleep on the ground.

Hang off the phone, Hua Yan got up and cleaned up all over her.

After all, she also wants to be on the show, and as an agent, she can't lose face to Shi Jian.

But she clearly remembered that she had set a schedule for reminding one day in advance, so why didn't she remind her?

Thinking of this, Hua Yan opened her phone and took a look, but there was no such a schedule reminder on her phone, which made Hua Yan a little doubt whether she was dreaming at that time.

It’s also her fault. She was entangled by Shi Jian during this period. Now she finally got to rest. She was happy for a moment and even forgot about taking on the reality show for him.

Fortunately, the program team called her in advance and told her, otherwise the two of them would be unable to explain clearly when the time came out of the same room.

After packing up, Hua Yan quickly went to Shijian.

Shi Jian happened to come to find her.

The program team wanted to collect the phone, but he didn't find himself. He wanted Huayan to call him and see where the phone was.

Hua Yan naturally did it, but there was no sound in Shijian's room.

"Did you mute your phone? My display is turned on and no one answers it." Hua Yan said.

Shi Jian shook his head: "I don't usually have the habit of muteing my phone."

"It won't be lost, right? Otherwise, you might as well think about whether you forgot where you put it."

Shi Jian frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly looked at Hua Yan, his expression became a little entangled.

Looking at his expression and beauty, I felt a bad feeling instantly.

"It won't be lost, right?" Hua Yan asked.

Shi Jian shook his head and lowered his voice and said, "I seemed to have forgotten to take my room this morning."

Hua Yan! I instantly understood the meaning of Shi Jian's sudden lowering of his voice.

After looking at the Mai on Shi Jian's collar, he said, "Anyway, you can't use your own phone to record programs now. You can record the program first, I'll find it for you later."

Shi Jian nodded and continued to record the show according to Hua Yan's words. A familiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and then disappeared in an instant.

Hua Yan felt relieved when she saw this.

Just don't have any other problems.

However, the live broadcast room is actually in full swing.

Hua Yan thought that the sound of the time paper was lowered at the time and no sound was included.

In fact, their conversation was all transmitted to the audience in the live broadcast room through the microphone on the collar of the time paper.

How could Shijian’s mobile phone be in Huayan’s room?

He deliberately lowered his voice and said, there is definitely something wrong with this!

I forgot to take it in the morning! Oh my god, Shi Jian will be in Huayan's room all night, then they...

No wonder when the program team came in, the quilt on Shi Jian’s bed was spread out and seemed to have never moved. They thought it was Shi Jian’s just tidied up, but now it seems that he wasn’t sleeping here at all.
Chapter completed!
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