Chapter 747: moving in a good direction

The countdown to the red light is passing by every second, which also announces that the rare break in the busy life is coming to an end.

Murong Qiao casually glanced outside, only to see a new advertisement started to play on the LED screen of the tall building next door.

Familiar faces appeared there, with smiles she had never seen before.

It was a cosmetics brand, Murong Qiao vaguely remembered it, but it was the spokesperson who appeared on it that caught her attention.

It's Nan Jin.

Nan Jin on the screen is dressed in pure white, with some embellishments and a slightly raised smile, which can really fascinate many girls.

The impression of Nan Jin had gradually faded in his memory, but when he saw this picture, Murong Qiao suddenly remembered that he had seen him play the male supporting role before.

Now that he is a brand spokesperson, Murong Qiao suddenly felt such emotion.

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Nan Jin, who hadn't seen her for a long time, has doubled her work now, and hardly has a few days at home every month.

At first, the male second became popular for a while, and then taking advantage of the popularity and Qin Huan's cultivation, Nan Jin successfully went to Qin Huan's crew as a supporting role to gain a wave of presence, and the popularity can be said to continue to rise.

It was rare to finish the latest work, Nan Jin went home, and happened to meet Nan Hao who had just got off work from the office.

"Second brother?" Nan Hao was still a little surprised when he saw Nan Jin.

Nan Jin replied lazily while lying on the sofa, "Yeah."

"How long have you been back, why didn't you tell me, have you had dinner yet?"

It was rare to see the second brother come back, so Nan Hao asked a few more questions.

"Not yet." Nan Jin removed the script on his face and sat up from the sofa.

He just finished a scene today and finished filming on the set, taking advantage of the empty schedule to come back to rest.

Originally, he planned to come back to look at the case materials, but after hearing Nan Jin say that he hadn't eaten, Nan Hao turned around and went into the kitchen to make something to pad Nan Xuan's stomach.

"Nan Xuan didn't come back?" Nan Jin asked casually.

He was the first one to go home tonight, only to find that there was no one at home.

Nan Hao was looking for ingredients in the refrigerator, "Brother, he's been busy with the company recently, so I can't talk back tonight."

Nan Hao is not very interested in this aspect of the company, so he knows little about Nanxuan.

He only knows that the company seems to be doing well recently, and has been on the rise, so that even when Nanxuan goes home, he keeps calling.

"That's pretty good." Nan Jin smiled, "What about you? Do you really want to be a lawyer in the future?"

Nan Xuan has already found her goal. As for Nan Jin herself, after entering the entertainment circle, she gradually discovered that acting seems to be good.

Only the youngest brother, Nan Jin, was occasionally worried.

"Yes." Nan Hao nodded in response.

"I've been doing pretty well in the firm recently. Senior Xue gave me a lot of cases, saying that I'm a fast learner."

Nan Hao is no longer a student immersed in college life.

The time in the office is far more fulfilling than expected, especially when Xue Jingyi is very optimistic about Nan Hao, coupled with his strong learning ability and adaptability, it can be said that he has gained a lot during this time. experience.

While talking, Nan Hao cooked a bowl of noodles very quickly, and served them with fennel and other ingredients.

A tantalizing aroma wafted from the kitchen, and when Nan Hao came out with noodles, he saw Nan Jin was already sitting at the dining table.

"Your craftsmanship is much better than Nanxuan." Nan Jin praised before eating.

The taste can't fool people.

Nan Hao sat across from him and was about to say something when he suddenly heard the sound of his mobile phone vibrating.

Not his.

It was Nan Jin's mobile phone lying on the sofa, buzzing to indicate that someone was calling.

"It seems that I won't be able to stay tonight." Nan Jin smiled.

This is not the first time that this happened, Nan Hao nodded in understanding, then watched Nan Jin finish eating the noodles in a turbulent posture, and went out with his mobile phone.

This is pretty good, life is moving in a good direction, Nan Hao stared at the back of his second brother and thought.

One night passed, and the next day was a gloomy rainy day.

Rainy days will increase the probability of car accidents, but it is also the theme of races held by racers.

Rain will make some roads muddy and slippery, increasing the difficulty of the game and the risk of accidents. It really makes people realize what speed and passion are.

Tang Huai has a game to participate in today, but before going, he needs to go to the Central Hospital first.

Murong Zheng forced him to go for an inspection. Given the friendship between the two and the serious tone of the other party's conversation with him on the phone, Tang Huai agreed.

"I said, the way you frown, I thought I had some terminal illness."

As soon as Tang Huai came out of the examination room, he saw Murong Zheng holding a report that he couldn't understand. His expression was not very good, so he joked to ease the atmosphere.

Murong Zheng looked up at him, "There is a game today."

Listening to the tone, it is obvious that he already knew it.

"Yes, I'll go later." Tang Huai admitted.

But this is a rainy day.

Murong Zheng frowned and looked out of the window, his expression could not be called bright.

Tang Huai could see his thoughts, but he waved his hands indifferently. "Don't worry, no one will die."

"I thought you were talking nonsense." Murong Zheng said coldly.

Although he has always been a good person, he really doesn't want to show any kindness to a patient like Tang Huai who can be said to be extremely uncooperative.

"In this weather, don't you know that your legs will have problems?" Murong Zheng looked down.

No one understands Tang Huai's leg injury better than Murong Zheng, not even Tang Huai himself.

Rainy days can be called torture for some joint diseases. Although Tang Huai's legs are not related to rheumatism, they will be affected to some extent.

Tang Huai raised a smile. "I know it myself."

"The inspection is over, can I go?" he asked.

Murong Zheng knew his character. Seeing what Tang Huai said, he waved his hand directly, and didn't want to say a word.

The longer I get along with Tang Huai, the more helpless I feel for the stubbornness in his character.

"..." Murong Zheng silently looked at the information in his hand.

Although Tang Huai did not receive treatment, under Murong Zheng's strong request, he would still come to the hospital for regular checkups, so that Murong Zheng could know and control his physical condition.

Although it seems that there is nothing serious now, and the situation has been stable, Murong Zheng still feels irritable when he looks at the weather that seems to be raining more and more.

The most annoying thing about being a doctor is to meet this kind of patients.

It would be fine if it was someone he didn't know, but thinking of Tang Huai, Murong Zheng rarely felt a headache.

He would rather do an experiment for three days and three nights.

Bringing Tang Huai's examination results, Murong Zheng returned to his office.

Tang Huai, who left the hospital, drove to the competition site. When he got there, many people had already gathered.

This time the competition was held as usual. Looking at the weather that did not intend to stop the rain at all, Tang Huai felt a surge of excitement from his chest for the first time in a long time.

Racers are thrill-seeking by nature.

Tang Huai also enjoys the adrenaline rush caused by walking on the edge of danger. The more excited his body is, the more refined his operations become.

His car has been parked and ready to go, and there is still an hour before the start of the race.

On the road of racing, as long as there is a slight mistake, as long as a moment of hesitation, it may be a disaster of life.