Huayu: Starting with living with a girl from Taiwan

Zhang Shaohan realized that she didn't recognize this man at all.

Judging from the back view, it is neither Wu Zun, who is recording a program with us today, nor Chen Yiru, nor any other member of Fahrenheit.

However, when Zhang Shaohan saw the other person's face turn around, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

So handsome!

That was her first reaction.

The boy in front of me had a clear and handsome profile, a high nose bridge, and clean, deep-set eyes.

He was dressed simply, exuding a refreshing and casual youthful vibe.

Zhang Shaohan quickly compared the two in her mind—

His looks are on par with Wu Zun! His charisma far surpasses Chen Yiru's!

But this "so handsome" comment was instantly replaced by an even stronger anger after seeing the other person smack their lips and say "not bad" with a self-righteous attitude!

This guy!

He stole someone else's pen, got caught red-handed, and could still calmly say "It's alright"?

and!

And the key point is—she also has a habit of unconsciously biting her pen when she's thinking!

I carried the end of this pink ballpoint pen with me while filming "Romantic Princess," and I don't know how many times she bit it!

Now, this strange guy has bitten me...

What... what is this?!

Doesn't that mean... the two of them indirectly...?

Zhang Shaohan's delicate face flushed red instantly.

It wasn't shyness, it was anger!

Her beautiful big eyes widened even more, almost as if they were spitting fire.

"What's wrong with you?! This is my pen!"

She pointed at the pen in Lin Mo's hand, her voice rising slightly with anger.

However, because the tone was soft and gentle, it didn't sound like a scolding, but rather like a grieved accusation.

Lin Mo glanced at the pink ballpoint pen in his hand, then at the petite girl in front of him who was puffing up her cheeks.

I belatedly realized the crux of the problem.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your pen. I was writing something and just casually... I'm really sorry."

Seeing Lin Mo apologize so readily and with such clear eyes, Zhang Shaohan's anger subsided slightly.

She kept a straight face, quickly reached out and grabbed the pen back, clutching it tightly in her hand.

"Write something?"

Zhang Shaohan glanced at the white paper on the dressing table with a hint of suspicion; Lin Mo had written three lines of musical notes and words on it.

The handwriting on it is quite beautiful, with a flowing and elegant style.

"Are you here to record the show today? Or are you a staff member? I've never seen you before."

She honestly didn't remember having such a handsome actor in the industry.

Lin Mo stood up, about to introduce himself.

A warm and enthusiastic voice came from outside the half-open door of the lounge:

"Lin Mo! You're here so early too! You're quite proactive!"

The door was pushed open as soon as he finished speaking.

Wang Dongcheng, with his bright, sunny smile, peeked in.

"Hmm?" Wang Dongcheng saw the two people in the room, especially Zhang Shaohan, who was clearly displeased, and feigned surprise.

"Angela? Lin Mo? You...do you know each other?"

Seeing Lin Mo shake his head, Wang Dongcheng introduced:

"Angela, this is Lin Mo, my good brother."

"Lin Mo, it's been a long time. I have something to ask you."

Before Lin Mo could react, she pulled him outside.

Zhang Shaohan was left standing there alone, still clutching the pink ballpoint pen with Lin Mo's saliva in its hand.

She pursed her lips slightly as she watched the two disappear through the doorway.

"Lin Mo..." Zhang Shaohan murmured the name.

She has been very busy lately.

With filming of "Romantic Princess" just finished, there's been a flurry of promotional announcements, leaving little attention on talent shows like "Super Star Avenue".

It's normal for a pop diva who has been in the industry for several years and has many hit songs not to pay attention to these kinds of programs.

However, the name "Lin Mo"... does seem familiar?

She frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Fanfan had said when they talked on the phone a few days ago.

"Could this be the singer of 'Riding a White Horse' that Fan Fan was talking about?"

Zhang Shaohan thought to himself.

Then her gaze involuntarily fell on the dressing table, on the white paper that Lin Mo had thrown away.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked over and picked up the paper.

The sheet music had only three short lines on it, with two hastily written characters below.

"Ah Diao..." Zhang Shaohan murmured those two words.

"Is this the song title? What a strange name."

Because the sheet music only has three lines, the melody is very simple.

Zhang Shaohan hummed softly along with those few notes.

After humming, she blinked.

"Huh? It feels...not bad."

I haven't heard the melody before; it must be a new song.

It seems this person really might be the Lin Mo that Fanfan was talking about.

"So, he really did have an inspiration just now, which is why he used my pen to write the song?" Zhang Shaohan said thoughtfully.

......

Wang Dongcheng pulled Lin Mo to the corner of the corridor, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then lowered his voice, asking with a gossipy look:

"Lin Mo, were you arguing with Angela inside just now? What happened?"

Lin Mo: "..."

You can't exactly say that he licked Zhang Shaohan's pen.

"It was just a small misunderstanding," Lin Mo said.

"Oh," Wang Dongcheng said, "I thought there was some kind of conflict, and Angela has a really good personality, much better than the second female lead in their group."

After finishing his own explanation, Wang Dongcheng stopped dwelling on the matter.

He leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"Hey Lin Mo, has Sister Chai really agreed to let you set up your own studio?"

Lin Mo looked at him with some surprise: "You didn't know?"

Wang Dongcheng shook his head vigorously: "Of course I don't know! How could I possibly know about such high-level decisions?"

"If you don't know, why don't you just ask Sister Chai?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dongcheng immediately gave a "Are you kidding me?" look and exaggeratedly shrank back.

"Please, how could I dare ask Sister Chai such a question! Would I be asking for trouble?"

Lin Mo said, "Oh, then I won't tell you either."

Wang Dongcheng: "..."

Seeing his speechless expression, Lin Mo changed the subject:

"Isn't today your Fahrenheit team-building day for a TV show? Why did you arrive alone?"

Wang Dongcheng shrugged:

"That's how it always is when recording a TV show."

"We don't live together; we all come from our own homes or other action sites."

"Chen Yiru and Aaron Yan should be arriving soon."

"That Wu Zun guy... he'll probably be the slowest one again."

Lin Mo casually asked, "Why is Wu Zun always the slowest?"

"Because..." Wang Dongcheng was about to blurt it out, but then remembered that it seemed to be a team secret. He grinned at Lin Mo and finally uttered two words:

Keep it confidential.

"..."

Seeing his pretentious and profound demeanor, Lin Mo didn't bother to ask any more questions.

As if no one knows.

Married men are like this: they have someone at home to take care of them.