Chapter 52 – Narcissistic Thoughts
President Zhang was so surprised that he repeatedly praised him. “Xiulun, you didn’t lose face!”

Mu Xiulun humbly replied: “I have known her for a long time, and besides, we just need her signature. She will not let me lose face.”

Ponytail murmured in her mind. “This gentleman, he is really happy.”

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The plot to shoot in the afternoon needs to be filmed in the corridor. The students walked out of the classroom under the assistant director’s command and obediently lined up.

Su Jishi was holding the script in her arms, but her mind was not on the script at all. Instead, she looked at the gate frequently.

When Mu Xiulun and President Zhang turned the last corner, they saw the woman’s anticipating figure at first sight.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her lips lifted—just at that moment, Mu Xiulun noticed clearly that the girl’s eyes were lit up in adoration.

Adoration for him, he was sure.

If she was a cool and outspoken leopard on the night they spent together in the revolving restaurant, now she was like a cuckoo bird waiting for spring, her eyes moving and staring at him without blinking.

The same expression, Mu Xiulun thought, has been on many women’s faces before. He was young, rich and capable. In many women’s hearts, he was a shining diamond.

They came up one after another and were also rejected one by one.

But Mu Xiulun never thought that he would see the same starstruck look on Su Jin’s face.

Mu Xiulun didn’t know what words to use to describe this very moment… Did she want to see him that bad?

He stopped in his steps, deliberately separating himself from Su Jin by an ample distance.

“Long time no see, Miss Su.”

Whenever Mu Xiulun speaks, in order to show respect, he always looked directly into the other person’s eyes. However, the girl did not look at him at all, and her eyes drifted aside.

This scene fell in the eyes of Mu Xiulun, and he felt that Su Jishi was just trying to cover up her displayed joy upon seeing him and was now deeply embarrassed.

Where on earth would Su Jishi guess what the man before him was thinking?

Her voice was vague, and her answer was perfunctory. “… I haven’t seen you for a long time. She stared intensely at President Zhang and asked, “Is this old gentleman President Zhang?”

President Zhang had white hair but was in high spirits. He politely extended his hand.

“Hello, Miss Su, my grandson is your fan! If he knew I saw his idol and shook hands with her, he would be erratic and jealous!”

Ah ah ah ah! Is this true? Someone, please pinch me!

Su Jishi screamed loudly enough to shatter igneous rocks in her mind while she shook hands with her idol. Only then did she feel madly happy!

These are really hands belonging to “geological people.” Su Jishi felt the rough skin by her fingertips and was filled with regret.

Why is she “Su Jin” now? She couldn’t wait to throw the script away, find a classroom, and consult President Zhang about the Quaternary Crystal paper he just published last month.

Mu Xiulun had been desperate to see her, and here she was, not even looking at him! He coughed and intervened, “Miss Su, can you sign for President Zhang’s grandson?”

“Signature? Er … “

Su Jishi hadn’t answered yet when Fang Xie, standing behind the crowd, had started shaking his head desperately.

No, no, absolutely not! His eyes told her.

Su Jishi and Su Jin were twins, but their signatures were completely different! Su Jin’s signature was specially designed. The last stroke was a big semicircle with a heart embellishment.

Fang Xie tried his hardest to train Su Jishi to write the same signature, but she just couldn’t. The same signature, written by Su Jishi, had completely changed its shape, with a silver hook instead of the heart symbol.

Each stroke she made was full of heroic spirit, and her handwriting was just—awful.

Seeing Su Jishi bore a torn expression on her face, President Zhang kindly asked her.

“Is it inconvenient? I have heard my grandson say that you stars cannot sign autographs for fans casually, and there will be problems on the manager’s side. “

Fang Xie : This manager is fine with it! It’s the person involved that has a problem!

Mu Xiulun also said, “Miss Su, just do me a favor, won’t you?”

From the perspective of Mu Xiulun, she saw Su Jin look at him with “amorous” eyes, then quickly lowered her head and whispered, “… Alright then.”

Su Jishi tore a page from his notebook and nervously drew the signature of her twin sister the best she could.

She was the idol of President Zhang’s grandson, but President Zhang was also her idol!

How could Su Jishi have the heart to disappoint her idol? Isn’t it just a signature? She had practiced so many times that she could impossibly reveal herself!