Mental illnesses would only show when the carrier was under the stimulus and temptation of a certain environment, so as long as she kept feeling good, it would prevent any mental illnesses from showing up.
Lin Nuan had been through a lot and was someone who would keep her words and thoughts to herself, so she was slightly mentally tired. Ultimately, it was that she had a lot of depressing energy in her heart.
Lu Hanzi felt that Lin Nuan’s condition might be worrying, so from then on, Lu Hanzi would have a counseling session with Lin Nuan once every month.
But since Lin Nuan was suddenly arranged to be recording the show with Su Manman in the afternoon, she was not going to make it to her 1p.m. appointment.
Lin Nuan called back and re-arranged with Lu Hanzi to meet at 4p.m..
Once she ended the call, Bai Xiaonian knocked and entered.
She looked up to see Bai Xiaonian enter with two cups of coffee, and she placed her phone on the dressing table to take one of the cups.
Bai Xiaonian held her cup up and leaned against the dressing table while her gaze roamed up and down Lin Nuan’s body, saying, “Women who have been moisturized are definitely different, it shows in your face.”
“You didn’t go home to rest after your morning news recording, instead choosing to use caffeine to last up until now just so you can catch me and tell me this? How bored are you…” Lin Nuan took a sip of her coffee and casually passed the cup back to Bai Xiaonian, who stood in front of her
“I’m just afraid that you’ll feel bad after recording the show with Wen Moshen, so I’m here to accompany you. You’re twisting my good intentions!” Bai Xiaonian placed Lin Nuan’s coffee aside and said, “Gu Hanyan accompanied Wen Moshen here, the two are currently in the guest waiting room downstairs.”
Lin Nuan flipped through the papers in her hand and responded with a sound, not having much change in her emotions.
…
Lin Nuan went to the recording studio half an hour early and greeted all of her new colleagues she would be working with for the first time, along with the live audience. She caringly bought coffee, milk, tea, and snacks for everyone, and personally gave them to her colleagues, saying that she hoped they would get along well.
After she tested her microphone, Lin Nuan was discussing what they had to take note of during the recording with the director—who was holding his own cup of coffee—when she saw Gu Hanyan and Wen Moshen walk over hand in hand.
Wen Moshen wore a light blue fitted suit with a white t-shirt underneath, seeming even skinnier and more elegant than he was before. His eyes appeared to have sunken in, making his gaze seem all the deeper.
Wen Moshen’s condition was much better than when Lin Nuan had met him a few days before. Perhaps it was because of the makeup, the sharpness of his features that was brought about by his thinness was softened out, giving him a resolute vibe.
When they made eye contact, Wen Moshen’s gaze towards Lin Nuan was full of an unreadable deepness.
On the stage was a comfortable nude-colored sofa. Lin Nuan had light makeup on that made her seem all the more beautiful, and her long hair fell around her shoulders. She wore a white suit top with a tight skirt, sitting on the armchair as she delivered a simple opening address towards Camera 1.
Wen Moshen sat off-stage as he waited, before standing up upon hearing Lin Nuan’s invitation to go on stage and the audience’s applause.
He was about to step up onto the stage when Gu Hanyan suddenly stood up with him. She tip-toed and lovingly helped Wen Moshen to tidy his suit, and Camera 2 quickly caught the moment, making the live audience scream and tease the couple.
Wen Moshen grabbed Gu Hanyan’s hand and moved it away from his neck, patting it before he went up towards the stage.
As though she suddenly processed that they were at the recording studio, Gu Hanyan’s face turned red in embarrassment, and she used her hand to cover her face from the camera as she sat down.
Before Wen Moshen went up to the stage, Lin Nuan exchanged a friendly and generous handshake with him, inviting him to take a seat.
Mental illnesses would only show when the carrier was under the stimulus and temptation of a certain environment, so as long as she kept feeling good, it would prevent any mental illnesses from showing up.
Lin Nuan had been through a lot and was someone who would keep her words and thoughts to herself, so she was slightly mentally tired. Ultimately, it was that she had a lot of depressing energy in her heart.
Lu Hanzi felt that Lin Nuan’s condition might be worrying, so from then on, Lu Hanzi would have a counseling session with Lin Nuan once every month.
But since Lin Nuan was suddenly arranged to be recording the show with Su Manman in the afternoon, she was not going to make it to her 1p.m. appointment.
Lin Nuan called back and re-arranged with Lu Hanzi to meet at 4p.m..
Once she ended the call, Bai Xiaonian knocked and entered.
She looked up to see Bai Xiaonian enter with two cups of coffee, and she placed her phone on the dressing table to take one of the cups.
Bai Xiaonian held her cup up and leaned against the dressing table while her gaze roamed up and down Lin Nuan’s body, saying, “Women who have been moisturized are definitely different, it shows in your face.”
“You didn’t go home to rest after your morning news recording, instead choosing to use caffeine to last up until now just so you can catch me and tell me this? How bored are you…” Lin Nuan took a sip of her coffee and casually passed the cup back to Bai Xiaonian, who stood in front of her
“I’m just afraid that you’ll feel bad after recording the show with Wen Moshen, so I’m here to accompany you. You’re twisting my good intentions!” Bai Xiaonian placed Lin Nuan’s coffee aside and said, “Gu Hanyan accompanied Wen Moshen here, the two are currently in the guest waiting room downstairs.”
Lin Nuan flipped through the papers in her hand and responded with a sound, not having much change in her emotions.
…
Lin Nuan went to the recording studio half an hour early and greeted all of her new colleagues she would be working with for the first time, along with the live audience. She caringly bought coffee, milk, tea, and snacks for everyone, and personally gave them to her colleagues, saying that she hoped they would get along well.
After she tested her microphone, Lin Nuan was discussing what they had to take note of during the recording with the director—who was holding his own cup of coffee—when she saw Gu Hanyan and Wen Moshen walk over hand in hand.
Wen Moshen wore a light blue fitted suit with a white t-shirt underneath, seeming even skinnier and more elegant than he was before. His eyes appeared to have sunken in, making his gaze seem all the deeper.
Wen Moshen’s condition was much better than when Lin Nuan had met him a few days before. Perhaps it was because of the makeup, the sharpness of his features that was brought about by his thinness was softened out, giving him a resolute vibe.
When they made eye contact, Wen Moshen’s gaze towards Lin Nuan was full of an unreadable deepness.
On the stage was a comfortable nude-colored sofa. Lin Nuan had light makeup on that made her seem all the more beautiful, and her long hair fell around her shoulders. She wore a white suit top with a tight skirt, sitting on the armchair as she delivered a simple opening address towards Camera 1.
Wen Moshen sat off-stage as he waited, before standing up upon hearing Lin Nuan’s invitation to go on stage and the audience’s applause.
He was about to step up onto the stage when Gu Hanyan suddenly stood up with him. She tip-toed and lovingly helped Wen Moshen to tidy his suit, and Camera 2 quickly caught the moment, making the live audience scream and tease the couple.
Wen Moshen grabbed Gu Hanyan’s hand and moved it away from his neck, patting it before he went up towards the stage.
As though she suddenly processed that they were at the recording studio, Gu Hanyan’s face turned red in embarrassment, and she used her hand to cover her face from the camera as she sat down.
Before Wen Moshen went up to the stage, Lin Nuan exchanged a friendly and generous handshake with him, inviting him to take a seat.
