After she left.
Jiang Zhi stood there in despair. The man who was always unfazed by shock seemed a little at a loss at this time, not knowing what to do.
The sun was blazing, shining down on the boy's translucent skin, which reflected a somewhat sickly whiteness, as if there was no blood left.
His roommate saw him standing there in a daze from a distance, so he walked over and patted his shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Zhi slowly came back to his senses, his face was still pale, and the blue blood vessels in his neck were looming. He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Nothing."
The roommate was used to his reticence and didn't think much about it.
Then she couldn't help but make fun of him: "Just now the school beauty from the liberal arts college came to me and asked me for your mobile phone number. You kid, you are so popular."
The young man frowned and said nothing.
He went on to count how many girls came to him and asked him for his mobile phone number during the four years of college, but they all came to ask for Jiang Zhi's number.
As the roommate spoke, he realized that Jiang Zhi was still in a state of despair.
"What happened to you?"
"I did something wrong." Jiang Zhi lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes were like small fans with beautiful curves. He said with a white face, "She will never forgive me."
The roommate had never seen Jiang Zhi like this before. He had always been indifferent to everything, and he had never seen him care so much about anyone.
Even Zhao Shuyan, whom he had a crush on, didn't show he cared so much.
"Who is it?" The roommate carefully guessed: "Your sister?"
Jiang Zhi did not deny it, but his roommate became even more curious and muttered: "Don't you dislike her? Don't you two have a bad relationship?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhi's face seemed even more ugly.
The man who had always been determined rarely showed a confused look at this moment. He whispered: "I thought she wouldn't be angry for so long."
But just now.
She didn't even look at him.
Jiang Zhi didn't know what to do.
It would be fine to deceive himself into treating her as a blood-related stranger as before, but he thought of those eyes that were about to shed tears that were disappointed with him.
It felt like a knife had been stabbed in his heart.
*
Jiang Zhi here was as heartbroken as Lin Daiyu, while Jiang Yue on the other side had long forgotten about him, turning around and forgetting about the person who apologized to him.
She didn't even remember that before leaving, her unfilial brother begged her in a low voice to get him off the blacklist.
After returning home, Jiang Yue went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Lying in the pool covered with rose petals, the little girl was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.
She came out of the bathroom, casually wearing a nightgown and a coat.
Her plump face was flushed red by the heat, and there seemed to be a few drops of moisture on her eyelashes.
When she went downstairs, the housekeeper had just answered the phone in the living room.
"Okay, Teacher Zhao, I will help you tell the husband and wife that you have a good rest."
After hanging up the phone, the housekeeper turned around, saw her, and thought of words: "Madam, Teacher Zhao just called and said that he would take two weeks off, and he will not be able to take piano lessons in the past two weeks."
"She accidentally fell down the stairs of the school. It's not serious, but she still has to recover for half a month."
Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment. She was sure that she had not done anything to Zhao Shuyan.
But the plot in the original work still happened.
She quickly calmed down and hummed slightly, indicating that she already understood.
"Then you can find a new teacher."
"Okay, ma'am."
Jiang Yue was sitting on the sofa, not even bothering to watch his favorite palace drama.
The voice of the system came out again: [The plot of the original work is irreversible, even if some small plots are different, the final results are almost the same~]
[The important turning point in the story is bound to happen~]
For example, the last time the heroine and the hero met on the cruise ship.
Another example is that this time the heroine finally fell down the stairs.
Jiang Yue groaned, as if suddenly enlightened.
The system thought she had finally thought about it, but the next second it heard her ask: "So Zhou Ji will eventually fall in love with Zhao Shuyan, right?"
The system thought about it and said, [According to common sense, there is nothing wrong with this. 】
You should be anxious! ! !
Just know how to be anxious! ! !
Jiang Yue thought about it and felt a little dissatisfied: "The progress is too slow. I have no hope at all."
The system suddenly wants to go offline.
Really autistic.
Jiang Yue always felt that she could still return to Jiang Country.
She also firmly believed that she would be able to find a way.
In fact, Jiang Yue searched the history of Jiang State on her mobile phone and found almost a blank, with very few relevant documents.
There is even less information about Princess Mingyi.
Some of the stories that have been handed down are extremely false.
It was said that Zhou Fuwei, a powerful official who could rule the whole world, had to be her. For three years after marrying her tablet, he hugged her tablet and slept with her in bed every night.
Written like a novel.
Not to mention that she and Zhou Fuwei had never met.
How could outsiders know so clearly what happened between Zhou Fuwei's bed? It was also written down.
There are even more alarming historical records, saying that Zhou Fuwei sealed the princess's mansion and covered it with yellow talismans inside and outside, just to lock up her soul.
Jiang Yue just wanted to laugh after seeing these, they were so fake.
That's all Jiang Yue could find on the Internet, and it wasn't much different from what she dreamed about.
Jiang Yue was thinking so seriously that she didn't even notice when Zhou Ji came to her side. She didn't come back to her senses until someone took her into his arms.
The TV in the living room is playing the pilot promotional video of "Hello, My Roommate".
Zhou Ji seems to understand her movements very well now: "Are you going to record this show in two days?"
Jiang Yue recalled it for a long time: "It seems to be called this name."
Zhou Ji got the guest list for the recording early. There were three men. This instinct made him feel uneasy. After a moment of reflection, he said, "Recording a program is very hard. If you feel tired, you can resign from the TV station."
Although Jiang Yue was very squeamish, she never thought about resigning.
She likes to feel loved.
The love of fans is sincere and sincere.
She spent Zhou Ji's money unscrupulously and bought only a moment of happiness. She didn't really care whether she had those luxuries or not.
Only when she is truly loved will Her Royal Highness feel happy.
Moreover, Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji had bad intentions and wanted to treat her like a canary and raise her to waste.
A bird in a cage can only live by looking at its owner's face, so she won't be fooled.
"I'm not tired. I really enjoy recording the show now." In order to make her words sound more convincing, she forced out a fake smile and added bluntly: "Hee~"
*
The first recording of "Hello, My Roommate" took three days.
When the show was officially announced, no one cared about it, and few people even laughed at it. There was no other reason, it was really just because the show was too boring before.
The program team’s official Weibo barely has over a thousand likes.
Most of them are Jiang Yue's few fans.
“Looking forward to baby’s new show!”
"What is there to look forward to? Will anyone really watch it at eight o'clock in the morning and twelve o'clock in the evening?"
"I want you to take care of it! Anyway, I like to watch it!"
"There's no other reason. My gut tells me it's going to be popular."
"No, why did you see Jiang Yue's fans dreaming in broad daylight? Open your dog eyes and look at other crooked melons and cracked dates. The word "fire" has nothing to do with you."
A dozen people made a noise like hundreds of people.
The film crew came to the villa area to shoot on the day of recording. At nine o'clock in the morning, the staff carried the equipment and arrived at the door of Zhou's house. After registering, they did a strict inspection before being allowed to enter.
The staff carefully started the live broadcast, strictly remembering not to shoot indiscriminately in places that should not be filmed.
They just come here to make a living and wait for the program to be cut so they can move on to new projects.
The live broadcast camera looked at Jiang Yue who had just gotten up. She was sitting in her chair blankly, not wanting to talk to anyone, looking like a sulking little animal.
Zhou Ji was used to her getting up and went to pour her a glass of warm milk.
Jiang Yue took the milk, still looking cute and ignoring others.
The people on the program team were horrified to see it. They didn't expect that they would get along like this.
The director cautiously spoke: "Teacher Jiang, have you packed your luggage? We'll be leaving soon."
The live broadcast here has only been started for a few minutes.
The popularity suddenly increased.
From dozens of people to hundreds of people, and then to thousands of people silently.
"It looks good! I love watching it!"
"Damn it, why did she wake up in the morning with the same virtue as me!"
"No, Zhou Ji looks like a good husband."
"No wonder Jiang Yue has such a bad temper! Her husband is the one who spoils her relationship."
The number of people in the live broadcast room quickly increased to tens of thousands in just ten minutes.
This is something no one expected.
