"Lin, have you thought about what project you performed?"

On the short journey home, Scarlett had asked him no less than three times.

"No."

"Then think about it quickly, please don't look at it without caring about it. The group is waiting for your news."

"oh."

Zhang Lin still looked calm, as if he could not raise too much interest except learning and making takeaway.

"Hey, do you know if the performance is successful, you can make a good fortune!"

Scarlett's eyes were whirling, intending to stimulate Zhang Lin from the direction of making money.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhang Lin was indeed a little more responsive than before.

He only considers one thing now, which is how to make money after the holiday, and how to care about what performances he has. He just thinks it is in a training class. It is impossible that the classroom is a little bigger and there are more classmates.

Now what is more important than making money? There is still a home in Kyoto waiting to support it.

"Hehe, if you perform well, you will have a company to sign you, release records, and act in movies. Isn't it all the money? And I heard that you can get a good signing fee when signing a contract."

Scarlett used his fingers to help Zhang Lin calculate, and completely transformed into an agent.

“Sign up?”

Zhang Lin suddenly lost interest. He didn't want to be tied up by the contract. He had so much work, and now he completed his studies only for his predecessor.

"Okay," Scarlett could only stop talking when he saw Zhang Lin back to his old age, "You think about it slowly. Anyway, this performance on stage is a big deal, and it can also be counted as credits, which can fill in the credits you pulled during the break from school."

"Oh! OK, I will make a good decision."

Zhang Lin suddenly became interested, and it was quite real to earn the credits.

———

"What! That's what Scarlett said?"

As soon as Barbara returned to the dormitory, she was shocked by the news brought by Nima.

"Well, that's what she said in the group, and Lin was indeed called out by Director Laura for a while during class, so it shouldn't be fake."

"Okay, we have seen Na Lin's performance, and it's really great. Choosing who goes on stage is like choosing a set meal, and those who have tasted it will choose her."

Krina then comforted her, "Besides, with your conditions, you don't have to worry about your way out. Why not give it to her if you are alone?"

"Well, okay, let's forget about this," Barbara immediately eliminated the idea of ​​competition.

Nima, who was standing by, felt like blood was falling in his heart when he heard this. He worked in vain for a long time and did all the evil people, but in the end it was like this. Oh, life is so good!

"Hey, damn, pay attention to what to eat for dinner in Xia Lin's group today? Just give me the QR code and I'll add it to my own."

"I'll add it too. That rice is really delicious. I'll treat you this time, Barbara!"

"No problem! I was very happy to think that someone invited me to such an expensive meal!"

"Yes, yes, you'll invite me next time, and it feels so good!"

"Ha ha!"

Damn, my heart is still messy. Allah, would it be better if I don’t play like this...

———

It was hazy in the night, and Zhang Lin, who came out of the shower, rubbed his hair vigorously with a dry hair towel.

Since Scarlett told him that he often used a hair dryer to damage his hair, he has never used that thing again. He cherishes every part of his body, one is that it is hard-won, and the other is that he always has to be beautiful and intact when he returns it to others in the future.

"Oh! I said you can do it!"

Hearing Scarlett's voice, Zhang Lin was already a little regretful that she asked the woman to move in and live with her. This is definitely a matter of mom! No matter how big or small, she would ask questions whenever she saw something wrong. I don't know what she discovered again.

"Um?"

Zhang Lin responded and continued to wipe.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how I look at you, I think you are becoming more and more informative," Scarlett's voice was a little malicious, "Let me verify it."

Before Zhang Lin could figure out what Scarlett meant, he felt his chest be grabbed by a pair of hands, rubbed it, and pinched it again.

"Hello!"

Zhang Lin was eager to slap his hand down, but Scarlett had already withdrawn, and his hand was still gesturing in a bulge, "It's really big!"

At this time, Zhang Lin naturally understood what Scarlett said. When he raised his hands to rub his hair, he did notice a slight swaying feeling.

"Lin, is there any secret recipe?"

Scarlett walked around Zhang Lin, looking up and down for a while, "I found that your butt seemed to be a lot more raised!"

"What secret recipe can I have? I don't eat what I should eat every day, but sleep what I should sleep."

Zhang Lin retorted angrily.

"Impossible! Your lines are indeed a little curved than before! Wait." After saying that, Scarlett turned around and ran back to the room.

"Come on, I'll measure it for you." Soon Scarlett came over with a tape ruler.

"I'm so embarrassed, and you don't need to take off all of it. I'm measuring it frequently, so I guarantee that there will be no mistakes!"

Zhang Lin was still confused, and Scarlett had already surrounded him with a tape measure.

"81, a cup, tsk tsk tsk, small and exquisite, okay..."

What's the best? It's obviously the airport. Zhang Lin knows his body quite well and is too lazy to talk to him. Scarlett will do it.

"The waist circumference is not bad, 60 is thin enough, and the hip circumference is 83. I'll help you remember when it feels like there is a change, then I'll give you a measure, hehe."

"I've finished measuring? I've returned to my room."

Zhang Lin cleaned up his clothes and turned around and entered the room. He didn't have time to go crazy with the woman, and had no time to review some homework. He practiced his skills and made takeaway every day, so he didn't have much time left for her.

Time to read books always passes quickly. After reading a book, it is time to go to bed after you finish reading it.

Lying on the bed, I remembered the performance.

Zhang Lin was very clear about his appearance and couldn't watch it in an environment full of foreign girls, so he didn't have to consider dancing.

Forget it, just sing. Although my singing voice seems to be pretty good, wouldn’t it be stupid to sing and dance on the stage with a microphone?

The only thing left is to play the piano, which is good to think about it. You don’t need to move while sitting there. You don’t have to pay attention to your body. Just just pull the curtain and play it.

———

After school the next day, Zhang Lin reported to Laura about his plan to perform piano. Laura quite supported Zhang Lin's idea and even allocated a special piano room for teachers in the department to him for daily practice.

After receiving the key from Leeds in the office, Zhang Lin went to the piano room and first recognized the place.

The piano room is not big, and there is nothing else inside except a piano and a piano stool.

Turning on the cover of the piano, stroking his fingers on the keys, the slippery feelings came from his fingertips, instantly making Zhang Lin feel like he was playing with the piano last time. He sat down and started playing it when he was intrigued.

It was still the feeling of integrating the piano with himself, and it was still a humming play. There was no music score in front of him, so he closed his eyes and played the tune of the other world in his heart.

The high notes are like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, the low notes are like winter thunder, and the high and low notes are played together, just like the whisper of a nightingale in a storm.

After playing the song, Zhang Lin felt comfortable all over, and he actually had the pleasure of flowing his true energy during cultivation.

The last time I played in the classroom, I didn’t have enough breath, but the feeling of being powerless was gone.

The joy is mixed with some doubts,
Chapter completed!