[... Uh oh!]

    Looking at the functions of their own systems running again, ducks and ducks are even more excited than Xiang Xing, constantly flapping their cooing wings and flying around under the grapevine.

    It is no longer a waste Duck at last!

    [a Xing! Where did you get that mysterious code GA!]

    After being excited for a while, the duck flew back to the little guy''s arm, squatted and looked at her with watery mung bean eyes open.

    After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, raised his wings and patted his head, [Oh, by the way, the system has recovered, our top priority is to confirm the identity of ambassador hedwell...]

    [don''t confirm, I already know.]

    Xiang Xing raised his hand and stroked the fluff on Gu Gu''s body. He sipped his pink lips and smiled very sweet.

    The soft eyes were bright and spoke again. The soft waxy voice seemed to point, [he had told me.]

    [... Who is he?]

    The duck didn''t understand at once.

    What she predicted just now, isn''t it Zuo Yan''s future?

    How can Zuo Yan know the code of the system? Even if he is the original hedonic ambassador, he won''t find the existence of the system in theory in the small world.

    Thinking, Yaya suddenly thought of the abnormal performance of ambassador hedwell in the first few small worlds

    ——Won''t you come here again?

    The sad look on the duck''s face.

    It seems that it will try its best to hide from the "that"

    ……

    The next morning.

    Zuo Yan packed up, went out of the guest room and came to the lobby on the first floor of the small hotel.

    As soon as he got out of the elevator, before he could look up, he heard a soft and bright call from the front.

    "Brother Zuo Yan."

    “……”

    The man''s steps froze directly under his feet.

    Like stunned, stunned for a long time, he slowly raised his fine eyes, slightly frowned and followed his reputation.

    In the lobby rest area at that time, a little girl was happily sleeping on the sofa.

    Holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, he raised his small arm and waved it hard at him.

    She bit the straw, a pair of pruned apricot pupils were bright and moist, and smiled into a beautiful crescent arc, "good morning, brother Zuo Yan!"

    Zuo Yan blinked his eyes. It was a little slow and raised his hand slightly: "... Morning."

    No, what did she call him?

    Although, hearing such a call, he was filled with unspeakable palpitations in his heart.

    But

    But it was only one night. Would the change of the little girl''s attitude be too sudden.

    Despite this thought, the man still couldn''t control his pace and paced towards Xiang Xing.

    Sit down in a vacant position on her side.

    "Hee hee."

    The little guy continued to smile sweetly at him.

    Finally, a cup of red bean pudding just poked the straw was handed to him, "here, you invited me to drink milk tea last night. This is my reward!"

    "... ha."

    Zuo Yan raised her eyebrows, smiled and reached for it.

    But the heart suddenly tightened a little.

    It seems that everything just now is still his illusion.

    She was so polite that she even wanted to return a cup of milk tea to him.

    However.

    When the man held the milk tea cup, the little girl''s soft and slender hand didn''t seem to want to take it back.

    On the contrary, he quickly changed his hand gesture. The slender fingers as tender as scallion roots suddenly and gently covered the back of his hand.

    Seeing this, Zuo Yan stiffened in amazement again, and his slender and exquisite golden brown eyes opened slowly.

    But she felt her fingertips casually light, her face just like nothing happened, and tilted her head at him.

    "Will you go straight to the studio to record songs later?"

    Xiang Xing blinked his watery soft eyes, and his little face was full of seriousness and expectation, "I kind of want to hear the finished product of that song earlier."

    "... so."

    The man raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly.

    Glancing lightly, he suddenly landed on the half man''s tall belongings on the side of the little guy. He couldn''t help laughing, "don''t you continue to attend your ''website outdoor party''?"

    "No!"

    Xiang Xing shook his head without hesitation.

    Soft eyes continued to shine, solemnly a small body, "I just want to listen to your song now!"

    "So..."

    She said, suddenly some small situation hurriedly shrunk, his head slightly hung, embarrassed to scratch the back of his head, "brother Zuo Yan, maybe I''m a little cheeky, but if you record a song, can I go and watch..."

    “……”

    Looking at the little guy''s inexplicable appearance, Zuo Yan was in a trance. He suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be knocked by something, and he couldn''t help shaking all over.

    Immediately, without even considering it, he turned his head and looked at Azi waiting aside.

    "Go back to the company."

    "... good young master!"

    ……

    Two hours later.

    Xing mu, who had just received an emergency notice, hurried into his company and rushed to the studio.

    "... ah Yan, why are you suddenly going to record a song?"

    Out of breath, he held the wall and looked at the man in the door who was communicating with the tuning teacher. His face was unimaginable, "what kind of song did you write? What''s the theme? What''s the style? You didn''t discuss it with me, so you..."

    Before he finished, Xing Mu suddenly broke into a familiar petite figure.

    He froze for a moment and looked sideways.

    He stared in shock, raised his hand and pointed, "stars?!... Why are you in our company?"

    "... can''t I come and play?"

    Hearing the sound, the little guy put his head out of the golden arch bucket, narrowed his dead fish eyes and glanced at him coldly, "you don''t welcome me. I''ll go to Qianqian and complain later..."

    "Hey! Hey, don''t!... I wouldn''t welcome you!"

    Hearing Xiang Xing move out his female ticket, Xing Mu''s expression suddenly changed a hundred and eighty degrees. He hung his dog legs and laughed, "little ancestor, do you always eat a gold arch bucket? If it''s not small, order another bucket for you..."

    "Well, totally OK!"

    His voice didn''t fall, but the voice of the tuning teacher suddenly came from the side and took over the conversation abruptly.

    "Ah?"

    Xing Mu was stunned and subconsciously passed in the twinkling of an eye.

    ... well, the teacher didn''t seem to say that to him.

    But facing the left inkstone holding the guitar, he patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "you go to the audition first, let''s listen to the effect... See if you can record it directly today!"

    "Yes."

    Zuo Yan nodded lightly and got up slowly.

    As he walked towards the studio, he suddenly stopped and glanced back at Xiang Xing.

    Touching his eyes, the little guy smiled sweetly and directly compared him with a big thumb.