Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

A cold winter wind blew by, ruffling the stray hairs at the girl's temples.

Long He suddenly chuckled again.

"That's fine...that's fine..."

She cast her line again, no longer dwelling on her father, and then seemed to realize something.

"Ding Heng".

"Ah."

"I've recently discovered a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"For the past year or so, whenever I encounter trouble, it seems like I can solve it myself."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"It's good, but you said..."

Long He asked seriously, "Could it be that someone is secretly helping me?"

Ding Heng teased, "You've been reading too many novels, haven't you?"

"No, I'm not joking..."

Long He said confidently, "Look, with Liu Jianming, I had just made a scene, and the next day he turned himself in. As for the hotel bugging incident, I hadn't even processed it before Can Ya immediately confessed..."

The next second, Ding Heng's float moved slightly, the fishing line straightened, and the rod began to bend downwards.

Long He jumped up and roared.

"I see!"

The echo reverberated above the pool, and Ding Heng's fishing rod suddenly felt light... the fish was gone.

Ding Heng looked annoyed: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"I know who's helping me now."

"Who?"

Ding Heng suddenly felt a little nervous.

Has my silly brother finally figured it out?

"My boss."

Long He spoke with absolute certainty!

Ding Heng's lips twitched... Good heavens, he was right.

He cast his fishing rod again and asked, "Have you seen him before?"

"No."

"Then how did you know it was him?"

"It's very simple."

Long He analyzed, "Everything he gave me... didn't seem like a business deal; it was more like he was trying to make me happy. Tell me, would a normal person spend so much money just to make a minor celebrity happy?"

Ding Heng's attention remained on the float, and he said dismissively, "Maybe they're just your die-hard fan."

"Come on."

Long He said solemnly, "Brother, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

“Say it, we’re all brothers, no need to invite me.”

"Could you help me find out who my boss is?"

Ding Heng turned his head, his expression indescribable.

"Me? Investigate your boss?"

"I know this is unrealistic. You're just a college student, where would you get the connections to investigate a mastermind behind the scenes?"

Long He sighed, "But apart from you, brother, I really can't find anyone I can trust. I reckon even my mother has been bought off by him!"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and promptly pulled the string back.

The fish didn't bite, but the bait was completely devoured.

"Okay, brother, I'll think of a way."

He re-baited the fish and cast the line into the water.

"Let's see if he takes the bait..."

Chapter 293: Saying Goodbye to Brothers Once Again

For the next two days, Ding Heng stayed with Long He the entire time.

Although it was said to be accompanying someone, there weren't any special arrangements.

I sleep in until I naturally wake up in the morning, have breakfast, drive to the old street to visit my grandparents, and in the afternoon I either take a walk along the river or stay in the hotel to watch a movie.

Life is as relaxed as retirement.

Longhe, on the other hand, quite enjoyed this feeling of having nothing to do.

Without rushing to meet deadlines, rehearse scripts, or deal with troublesome reporters, even my phone is quieter than usual.

Apart from……

"Do you have any leads on my boss's case?"

On Sunday evening, the two sat in the executive lounge, and Longhe brought up the topic again.

Ding Heng could only smile wryly upon hearing this.

"It can't be that fast."

"Didn't you say you'd find a way?"

"I've thought about it."

"and then?"

"Then……"

Ding Heng picked up the whiskey in front of him, took a sip, and shrugged apologetically.

Long He realized that Ding Heng was just giving him the runaround, but he could understand it.

Assigning this job to my brother was indeed asking too much of him...

Monday morning.

Ding Heng got up early, changed his clothes, and prepared to go out.

Longhe groggily peeked out from under the covers.

"where are you going?"

"Attending classes at university."

"Aren't you a junior? Why do you still have so many classes?"

"Third-year students are still university students, and they still have to attend the classes they're supposed to attend!"

Ding Heng picked up the car keys from the table, not forgetting to remind him, "You can make your own arrangements today. I might not be able to come over tonight."

He has been staying out overnight for two consecutive nights, which has recently drawn criticism from Zhao Yanxi, who has also dragged Wen Jing into the protest.

So I have to go back tonight and feed the kittens and rabbits first.

"Oh……."

Long He responded and pulled his head back under the covers.

The door closed, and the footsteps faded into the distance.

Longhe turned over, completely wide awake. He picked up his phone to check the time and realized it was already 9:20.

She yawned, lay down for about ten more minutes, and then slowly got up. After a quick wash, she changed into comfortable clothes and went to the hotel gym.

The gym on the executive floor is only open to executive suite guests and is not very popular.

Longhe stepped onto the treadmill, adjusted the speed to a moderate level, and began jogging.

The song playing in her headphones was a demo of her new album that hadn't been released yet, and the melody kept looping in her ears.

Forty minutes later, she returned to her room to wash off the sweat and change into clean clothes.

And then... boredom.

Long He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, scrolling through his phone listlessly.

She opened her WeChat Moments and saw that her three former teammates were all doing well. After hesitating for a moment, she liked each of their posts.

Scrolling down, you'll see Hua Qing's rehearsal photos. Long He promptly left a comment, and Hua Qing immediately responded enthusiastically.

Whether it's because they empathize with each other or because they have a lot of contact, Longhe and Huaqing have a pretty good relationship and they chat occasionally.

And then... continued to be boring.

In such a vast city as Xingcheng, Longhe really didn't know where to go.

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was Ding Heng.

[Ding Heng]: Let's have dinner together tonight, it's on me.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: You're treating? What's the occasion?

Ding Heng: I received a scholarship.

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: ? ? ?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: Really?

[Ding Heng]: Why would I lie to you, brother?

Ding Heng didn't deliberately control his grades at the end of last semester, and as a result, his grades were high enough to qualify him for a third-class scholarship.