The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 39 Random thoughts

That night, Lin Fusu was still having dinner at Qingqian's house.

After dinner, Qingqian and Lin Fusu rehearsed for the last time, and specially invited Yuqing Yingting to comment.

"Not bad." Yuqing Yingting nodded appreciatively: "Although this can't be said to be perfect, it's just that it's really not easy for you to do this at your age."

After speaking, Yingting Yuqing gave them some pointers.

At about 08:30, Lin Fusu left Qingqian's house after leaving Qingqian's home, and sent a text message to Qingqian when she got home, Lin Fusu put down her phone and went to take a shower.

Qingqian lay down and rested early, but the thought of performing on stage tomorrow made her nervous inexplicably.

In other words, before this, it was a dream opportunity, Qingqian would definitely accept it, at least she could show her hand in front of Keigo Atobe.

But now, I have already broken up with Atobe Keigo. Would it be too embarrassing to perform in front of him and Ye Ruoyun?

Besides, I was in that kind of situation in the class. It was okay to say that the performance was successful, but if something went wrong accidentally, those people would say something behind their backs, so you don't need to guess.

Forget it, what do other people's opinions have to do with me? You can't ask everyone to like you.

Qingqian hid under the blanket, fidgeting to mess up her hair.

Keigo Atobe... what would he think of himself.

The moment this thought first appeared, Qingqian firmly suppressed it.

I have no relationship with Atobe for a long time, what he thinks is no longer important to me.

And in terms of all the things he has experienced, no matter how he behaves, it doesn't make any difference to Keigo Atobe, after all, he has never been able to catch his eyes, and he is just an insignificant person to him.

He probably only has tennis and Ye Ruoyun in his eyes.

No matter how she comforts herself or how she pretends not to care, Qingqian can always think of the person who once occupied her whole heart in the dead of night.

Keigo Atobe, just saying the name lightly can make people's hearts throb.

"Drip-"

The notification tone of the mobile phone rang abruptly, pulling Qingqian back from her sad mood.

"Don't be too nervous tomorrow, believe in yourself, you are really good, go to bed early, good night." - Lin Fusu.

Looking at the messages on the phone, Qingqian couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. It's rare that one day she could hear words of praise for herself from this guy's mouth.

She replied with a thank you, but there was no further reply, Qingqian put the phone on the bed cabinet, and crouched under the quilt again to cultivate sleepiness.

I don't know if Lin Fusu's text message really played a comforting role, Qingqian is not as cranky as before, but soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)