☆ 15. Chapter 15
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Chapter 15
The face of the pillow was printed with the image of Gu Xunzhou, even the small red mole under his left eye was perfectly restored.
Lin Zhexue smiled: "It was done with great care."
Qin Yuanlan subconsciously clenched his fist the first second he saw the pillow clearly, and couldn't help but let out a "hiss" because of pulling his swollen wrist.
"Who is it? I don't know him." Li Zhengyang came closer to take a look, "Hey, there are words printed on the back."
He asked: "Jiang Xue Tong Gui? What is Jiang Xue Tong Gui?"
Lin Zhexue didn't answer him, but looked at the pillow carefully and seriously for a while, poked the face of the human-shaped pillow that looked like Gu Xunzhou with his finger, and he smiled again: "It's pretty good. I have to bring it to him in person to see."
Lin Zhexue sat back on the sofa with the human-shaped pillow.
Li Zhengyang called Qin Yuanlan and pointed to the human-shaped pillow that Lin Zhexue placed beside him: "Brother Lan, what do you think of this special gift from Brother Lin's fans?"
"Not very good." Qin Yuanlan frowned, "Is this a gift for a close fan? He is allergic to plush."
"Filled with ultra-fine nanoparticles, no plush." Lin Zhexue unfolded the label on the pillow, "It's very thoughtful, thank you."
"Yes, yes, yes, fans specifically stated that this pillow can not only be hugged for healing, but also can be squeezed to relieve stress. So we also have questions about this gift." Li Zhengyang looked at the word cards in his hand, "The question is...you and Brother Lan are on the show together, your biggest pressure...does it come from the outside...Brother Lan's influence is much greater than yours, or does it come from the inside...worrying that I can't figure out the root of your relationship well?"
The question was too long, and Li Zhengyang, who had not prepared in advance, read it awkwardly. Lin Zhexue smiled lightly, "It seems that you are under more pressure than me."
Qin Yuanlan spoke at the right time: "I Can I open the gift now?"
Li Zhengyang said anxiously: "Brother Lan, don't be in a hurry to look at the gift. The question has not been answered yet."
Qin Yuanlan: "Question? Oh? Pressure, right? My pressure comes from within. After answering, can I open it?"
The question was naturally faded after being taken over by Qin Yuanlan. Li Zhengyang and the on-site director behind the camera exchanged glances. The director winked and Li Zhengyang nodded: "Then Brother Lan, please come and open the gift."
He squinted and smiled, and said: "By the way, Brother Lan's hand is injured, and the gift... Brother Lin, you won't be unwilling to help Brother Lan with this little favor, right?"
Qin Yuanlan felt a needle in his heart.
Lin Zhexue would definitely not be willing.
Sure enough, Lin Zhexue shook his head with a faint smile out of politeness: "It's more meaningful to open the gift yourself."
"Brother Lin, you are really cruel." Li Zhengyang raised his eyebrows, "After all, we are partners now."
Lin Zhexue was still polite and still determined: "He still has a right hand."
"Yes, but I really can't bear it... How about this, Brother Lan, if you need help, just call me directly."
"No, I still have my right hand." Qin Yuanlan gently pressed the gift box with his left hand and opened the gift box with his right hand.
