Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Chapter 184 I hope you can think about me carefully, I still do (Page 1)

The time is twelve o'clock noon.

Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi have taken care of everything and are ready to have lunch.

The steaming hot pot shouldn't dampen the atmosphere, and Guo Qilin has been here once before, so even if a man and a woman get along, they are not that restrictive.

It's just that this time, Guo Qilin inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He couldn't put it into words, but he could feel it in his words and deeds.

His personality is not as carefree as Shaobing's. On the contrary, he has a subtlety hidden inside him. It is this subtlety that allows him to observe words and emotions and make a good impression on others, otherwise he would not praise him wherever he goes.

But I really couldn't tell what was wrong at this moment. I just felt that it was weird to be with Deng Ziqi this time.

"Sister Ziqi, it's almost time. Let's sit down and eat. I'm already hungry."

Guo Qilin couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to think about it, so he said happily.

"Okay, you eat first, and I'll go to the kitchen and bring another plate of meat."

After a while, Deng Ziqi put down a plate of mutton.

Knowing that Dalin likes to eat, she carefully selected the ingredients today.

There were more than a dozen items placed on the table, of which ten were meat dishes.

"How's it going? This isn't a bad treatment for you, is it? It's not worse than a hotel, right? Don't think I deliberately skipped the hotel to save money." Deng Ziqi sat opposite Guo Qilin and said.

"No way, I'm so happy to be able to come to your home as a guest. What an honor it is."

After taking off his chopsticks to wash the food, Guo Qilin was really rude, choosing some of his favorite foods, and at the same time looking for something to say to keep the atmosphere from becoming cold.

“The reason why I like to eat hot pot is mainly because of the excitement. The whole family sits around a round table, the steam is steaming, and the inside of the pot is still open, which means reunion.

And you can eat whatever you want, regardless of meat, vegetables, seafood, mushrooms, etc. You don’t have to cater to everyone’s tastes, you can find what you like to eat. "

To a certain extent, Deng Ziqi really liked listening to Guo Qilin speak. She herself was not very good at Mandarin, but the other party was different and could speak fluently.

"I just bought the soup base today. I'm curious about the soup base for Yanjing mutton-shabu-shabu. Is it completely clear soup? But how can the clear soup be so delicious and fragrant?"

"It's almost a clear soup with plain water, but with green onions and ginger in it. If you want to be a little more spicy, add two pieces of aniseed. If you're more particular, add a few wolfberries or use some lamb tail oil to moisten the pot. Use it to moisten the pot and cook the meat. More fragrant."

"Oh."

After taking a bite of food, Deng Ziqi listened to his words seriously, but while listening, he kept thinking about what to do and what to say.

Because I really can’t run away today. If I don’t say it today, I might not have a chance in the future.

After much deliberation, I still can't find any special opportunity.

The other party kept eating and talking.

It was her concentration that made Guo Qilin, who was eating, take another look. Sure enough, the atmosphere was strange and she didn't know what happened.

"Sister Ziqi?"

"Ah?" Deng Ziqi subconsciously agreed, slightly frightened.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, no."

Deng Ziqi showed her characteristic bright smile again, and she said no. Guo Qilin naturally turned his attention back to the hot pot and stopped asking, and talked about other topics by the way.

The meal ended while chatting.

Deng Ziqi couldn't eat much, so he almost watched Guo Qilin eat. After eating, the two of them had to communicate about music.

Each other can help each other's music.

When he came to the music room again, Deng Ziqi's original mood became cheerful. It was always a pleasure to stay with him.

"I told you before that I wrote a new song based on your "Light Chaser". It was also released on this album. It is very popular and has a high number of plays."

Guo Qilin recalled that he was very interested. At that time, the video singing alone felt very good. Wouldn't it be better if he could do it live? It was just to kill time anyway.

"Can I listen to it again now? It sounds really good. No wonder fans like it."

"Hurrah."

Deng Ziqi agreed quickly, feeling that the two of them seemed to be on the same page. If he wanted to hear it, he might be able to use this song to hint at it.

Because this is a song of confession.

If he understands, he doesn't have to be so stressed. It's more or less difficult to ask a girl to tell you she likes you.

So I immediately sat down, put my fingers on the piano, and a familiar melody appeared.

When he appeared, Deng Ziqi suddenly couldn't help but smile. He remembered that when he was playing video, he didn't dare to look into his eyes. It turned out that he had a crush on him unknowingly at that time.

As for her smile, Guo Qilin felt more and more weird standing beside him. His observation and intuition were very powerful, and he said straightforwardly: "Sister Ziqi, I seem to understand something. Isn't today's meal the Hongmen Banquet? I feel a little bit weird. Can’t leave?”

With a start, Deng Ziqi's playing hand suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at him blankly. At the same time, an invisible blush appeared on his cheeks, and his heart gradually accelerated, "Do you understand?"

"How could I not know? I felt strange when I was eating. You talked much less than usual."

"That...I, I..."

Deng Ziqi's face was burning hot at this moment, thinking that the other party understood everything.

After all, when it comes to feelings between men and women, whoever reveals them first will be embarrassed first, especially her insinuation.

But does Guo Qilin really know?

impossible!

He just thought that Deng Ziqi wanted to ask him to adapt the song again, and he only thought about it for a long time because of the shame of face.

As for confessing to myself, I would never have thought of it in my wildest dreams.

"It's okay, just tell me, Sister Ziqi, do we need to be like this in such a good relationship? I have to thank you for the rock song you helped me arrange before. My master likes it very much."

Yes, I was overthinking it.

Deng Ziqi understood something, and felt depressed in her heart. She really thought that he knew what she was going to do. At that second just now, her face was so embarrassed that her face became hot, and her whole body even felt a little hot.

But after the depression, there was a cheerful smile. Not to mention that she was very happy to be with him, even this misunderstanding made her smile from ear to ear.

He immediately played the piano again and sang the song in a cheerful mood, but he was a lot more shy than usual when singing.

“I’ve been in a good mood lately, I don’t know why~

In my current mood, I want to sing to you~~"

Deng Ziqi's singing appeared, and Guo Qilin listened to it and found that she was unexpectedly happy.

Not only was she happy, but she was particularly excited because Deng Ziqi finally knew who to sing this song to.

But during the whole singing process, I didn't look at him for a second with my peripheral vision, for fear that I would not be able to sing anymore.

It wasn't until the song came to an end that the whole person relaxed silently.

"How's it going? Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good."

"and then?"