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Chapter 118 It's Heartbeat, I'm the Steward(1/2)

Chapter 118 It’s my heartbeat (Additional update 12 for the helmsman of Light Tea and Tuxiang)

(Chapter 118, typo, can’t be corrected, sorry)

Ma Xiaoshu's singing was still stumbling, and he was getting more and more nervous because he found Gao Wen staring at him intently:

Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate

And you're asking me if I'm still... still serious...

When he sang this line, Ma Xiaoshu suddenly blushed.

Gao Wen, who was listening to the song curiously with his face raised, was also stunned for a moment. Then, red clouds climbed onto his cheeks, burning hot.

"As long as Teacher Ma continues to create as seriously as before..."

Why did you put what I said into the song?

Weird.

Gao Wen wrinkled her nose, a little shy.

Zhou Qifeng spent his whole life trying not to laugh out loud, just snickering silently.

Ma Xiaoshu only sang half of the song before he couldn't continue singing. He looked around but didn't dare to look directly at Gao Wen, which was being serious.

He forcefully explained:

"What you just said inspired me and reminded me of a story. In the "Luoyang Jialan Ji" of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it was described that in the ancient city of Luoyang, which had been prosperous and then collapsed for a thousand years, a royal general met a woman by chance, and the two of them fell in love.

They fell in love at first sight and made a lifelong commitment. At this time, the general was recruited by the imperial court to fight on the border. In the years of war and chaos, the imperial capital Luoyang had been reduced to ruins and dilapidated. In the end, the woman stayed with the general and became a nun.

When he returned, he found the ancient Jialan Temple where the woman had become a monk, but she had already passed away. People told the general that there had always been a woman waiting for him here. This is the story I wrote in this song."

Gao Wen was dumbfounded. What are you talking about? Why is it so far-fetched?

Zhou Qifeng: "I believe it!"

Ma Xiaoshu said: "Eh? Why are you here?"

Zhou Qifeng was even more confused: "I've always been here! Are you blind?"

Gao Wen: "Pfft~"

Ma Xiaoshu was embarrassed and wrung his fingers: "I was too absorbed in my creation just now and didn't notice you."

Zhou Qifeng: "I believe it."

Finally, I have a chance to fight back against Ma Xiaoshu, so that you can criticize me in the show before!

The retribution is unpleasant!

Ma Xiaoshu felt very shameless and ignored Lao Zhou. He was not serious either.

Gao Wen smiled and said: "Teacher Ma, this song is very nice. It is a Chinese style song. I will choreograph the dance when I get back. When the time comes, I will send you the choreographed dance video for your guidance..."

Zhou Qifeng assisted: "Yes! For the next week, remember to communicate via video every day to enhance understanding. This will be beneficial to the performance."

Gao Wen: "Yeah! I know how to do it. I'm just afraid of wasting Teacher Ma's time."

Zhou Qifeng: "He doesn't do anything serious all the time. You can contact him at any time, no problem."

Gao Wen nodded: "Okay then. Should I... go?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "Let's go."

Zhou Qifeng threw a pack of tissues at Ma Xiaoshu's head: "Are you talking human words? They are guests and come to your studio to communicate with you about work matters. You are not allowed to give them to them in person? Besides, you two are still performing next week.

Partners, it’s a good thing to know each other better.”

Ma Xiaoshu said awkwardly: "Then I'll give it to you?"

Gao Wen was also embarrassed: "Thank you."

Zhou Qifeng had already taken out the steel bars and tried to tie Ma Xiaoshu and Gao Wen together.

What nonsense is love at first sight, it’s all about lust!

Zhou Qifeng still doesn’t understand?

Seeing that Ma Xiaoshu was too stupid, Lao Zhou thoughtfully provided an assist. However, for a goddess of Gao Wen's level, Ma Xiaoshu might not have a chance...

Gao Wen felt particularly strange that Ma Xiaoshu looked at her in an abnormal way.

Ma Xiaoshu also knew that something was wrong with him, and tried to restrain himself. He led Gao Wen out of the studio by hand, and introduced as he walked: "The studio has just been established, and it is quite chaotic. It is also my first time to come to the company. Uh... which way should I go?"

Coming?"

Gao Wen walked around to the front: "The elevator is over here, follow me."

Ma Xiaoshu felt even more embarrassed: "Oh...I guess it's also here."

"You're on the wrong side, you're on the left."

"I'm sorry~"

"Pfft... Teacher Ma, you are so funny."

"I'm just testing you, yes, testing your sense of direction."

"I believe."

"Well……"

When he got downstairs, Ma Xiaoshu looked around for the bus stop.

Gao Wen has already bought a shared bicycle: "Teacher Ma, my school is not far from here. School starts in two days. Gu Lina and I rented a cabin outside the school. It takes half an hour to ride back. It's very close.

Yes, you go back."

Ma Xiaoshu hesitated: "Then... I'll leave it to Teacher Gao to dance."

Gao Wen: "Pfft... you are so weird!"

Ma Xiaoshu: "What's weird? I'm discussing art with you very seriously."

Gao Wen blushed: "That's not true...I'm leaving."

Ma Xiaoshu didn't feel confident either. He scratched his head, touched his nose, and looked around: "Let's go! Be careful on the road."

Gao Wen mustered up the courage to glance at Ma Xiaoshu, pursed her lips and snickered, and then rode away on a shared bicycle, her single ponytail swaying.

It swayed into Ma Xiaoshu's heart.

Oh shit!

I am no longer naive!

Ma Xiaoshu turned her back and rubbed her face vigorously. Wouldn't she look more beautiful? Wouldn't she dance more gracefully?

What's wrong with me?

You must have watched too many animated pictures. This is not good, not good...

That’s it!

right!

Gao Wen is like that...

I don't care, not at all.

Hum~

Ma Xiaoshu put his hands in his pockets, hummed a song, walked back, and entered the elevator.

Eh? Which floor am I on?

"Hello sister, could you please tell me which floor Jiaxing Media is on? I am an artist from his family."

"Ah! Ma Xiaoshu!"

"Sign your name for me..."

"I also want!"

Finally, Ma Xiaoshu returned to his studio.

With a stern look on his face and wise eyes, he glanced at every staff member and told everyone with his eyes that I, Ma Xiaoshu, was not possessed, and that I was very sober!

The staff stopped him: "Ma Xiaoshu, your studio is opposite, and this is Sister Li's studio."

Ma Xiaoshu: "I know, I just... took a walk."

Half an hour later.

Ma Xiaoshu and Wang Dabao got on the car back to Zhoushan.

Wang Dabao was very worried about Ma Xiaoshu's condition. She went to deal with business documents before and didn't stay with Ma Xiaoshu. She didn't know what happened, but looking at Ma Xiaoshu's strange appearance, it seemed that... she was seriously injured by Sister Li.

"What did she do to you?"

Sister Bao said with concern.

Ma Xiaoshu shyly said in a low voice: "Sister Bao, there may be something wrong with my heart. It's beating like it's about to jump out."
To be continued...
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