I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 624

But Jing Xiaoqiang still underestimated the ubiquitous tendon in Jiaopen's personality.

On the second day, the Treasure Song and Dance Troupe first rejected his suggestion.

We are the top group in Asia, it is of course great to be able to perform on Broadway, but we will not go with you, a scumbag like you, and we will not lower our noble heads to break the tradition of establishing a group Values ​​are the foundation on which we stand.

In human terms, the rules cannot be messed up, and if they are messed up, they will fall apart.

In fact, Tianhai never talked to Jing Xiaoqiang about what she went through, but just silently focused on rehearsing.

It's a bit like the handsome version of Lan Ling, and more like the countless ex-girlfriends he has experienced.

Just like what Du Ruolan said, Jing Xiaoqiang really just wants to help beautiful women because he cherishes the fragrance and loves jade so much.

In his previous life, he had fallen in love too many times, but he could only silently watch the other party grow old and leave the lonely back of Broadway in disappointment.

It's like how Tianhai upgrades and fights monsters all the way, and is one of the top actors in musicals in the entire Jiaopen.

But Broadway didn't even have the qualifications to be selected.

Moreover, the model of song and dance drama, under the violent expansion of film and television dramas, has gradually become a post-era corner similar to drama.

The pinnacle of song and dance that I have spent my whole life pursuing, on Broadway, I still can only focus on how many shows I get paid.

After more than ten years of hard work and sweat, it was a rather sad ending, which is the fate of most Broadway actors.

There are absolutely very few people who can become famous and successful.

There is a big gap between the top before and after the age of 30. The high cost of living and living costs in the salary town make most people either marry a rich man or return to their hometown to teach dance life.

Jing Xiaoqiang wanted to do something countless times.

Now that I have this ability, what's the matter with the helper? Amitabha is the one who doesn't sleep. Thank you, Master.

Sudeng figured out the source of the funds, arranged with Jing Xiaoqiang the next work schedule in Jiaopen, asked if he didn't need to keep the car, took it to Tianhai, and left.

She still has a lot of work to do, and with the name of a Shanghai opera student, she probably won't go to school for the next six months.

Compared with Jing Xiaoqiang and the others.

Du Ruolan also followed, knowing a little language means she has confidence, not to mention that Teacher Wang didn't come, at least she wanted to recruit all the members of the mainland troupe of Shanghai Opera and Shanghai Music.

She has this responsibility.

He also took away the best friend who continued to want to take some photo opportunities, and then took away Li Ji who was silent the whole time, but was going to do the dishes.

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't bear to soak those dancing slender fingers in the dishwater, let's go, I'll stay and do the dishes.

Pan Yunyan took the lead in booing him for this unintentional excuse.

Miyazawa also acted and performed a full set to send the guests downstairs by the door, reminding them to bring gifts next time.

It was Sudou who took the lead and choked her who asked to leave everyone behind and act without authorization.

Accept the lens baptism of Pan Yunyan and many media reporters again.

Several reporters approached Pan Yunyan and asked her to buy the photos.

How is this possible, Pan Yunyan has decided to become the most powerful entertainment reporter in the music newspaper!
When I get back to the hotel, I will write the manuscript, and I will make a fuss about my best friend's popularity on the right bank first!
Of course, I have to take a few more beautiful photos for my girlfriends.

Du Ruolan is very supportive of this.

Seeing Previa who tossed and staggered out, Miyazawa locked the door before bouncing back upstairs.

As expected, Jing Xiaoqiang was whistling and cleaning the dishes.

She loves this kind of home-like scene so much. She ran upstairs to find a camera from a sponsor from a pile of unopened boxes, and hurriedly took it apart to record it, but found that she couldn't operate it very well.

Jing Xiaoqiang had already taken off his apron and came over: "It's almost ten o'clock, if you don't want to go out and show off, I suggest going to bed early and sleeping separately."

He also skillfully took over the expensive SLR camera and fiddled with it, even without film.

In terms of life experience, Miyazawa is still far from a sister like Monica.

Now the beautiful apricot eyes are bright and energetic, she blinks her head up, and her lips are moist and tender when she went upstairs and put on makeup, as if to say, that's it?
Jing Xiaoqiang is the type who is easily bewitched by beauty, so he avoids it and turns upstairs quite skillfully: "It can't be that there is only one bedroom upstairs, right?"

The old sister will expose his trick of refusal and welcome.

Miyazawa jumped up and followed: "There is a children's room, I don't know when it will be used, but Yuko said that we should make money first in the past few years..."

Jing Xiaoqiang made a decision: "I can use it tonight. I'll sleep here. You have to understand the three principles of men, especially scumbags. Don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and don't take responsibility. The kind of people who just think about it all day and shrug it off." It's Teddy, the little wolf dog, very immature..."

Miyazawa repeated Jing Xiaoqiang's newly created compound words. She is not a Japanese beauty in the traditional sense, but a mixed race. She is classically dignified and delicate, yet reveals a natural wildness that has not been artificially carved.

Quite special, squinting his eyes and laughing with peachy eyes: "It's like my father's nagging."

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't dare to look too much. Looking at the room, it was very clean, but there were a lot of things that hadn't been disassembled. The tatami floor could be laid at any time.

He still sneered a little: "I'll see how long it takes you to lose the novelty of playing."

Miyazawa reached out and took the initiative to pull him to the next bedroom, but blocked the bathroom that separated the two bedrooms: "I just finished my makeup and didn't clean it up... Let auntie clean it up tomorrow morning, you use the one downstairs."

Jing Xiaoqiang felt that it was a commercial performance, hahaha looked at the neat and beautiful bedroom with his probe, and then exited.

The brand-new double bed and dressing table are full of girly atmosphere.

Miyazawa kept observing his expression: "You are not excited at all."

Jing Xiaoqiang was also proud: "I said that was immature... Is this a roof terrace?"

Miyazawa, follow him up to the roof.

The rooftop that has not had time to take care of the decoration is empty, but because there are no tall buildings around, it has a very wide view.

The sky is already dark, and the radiant metropolis of Tokyo is not far away, as if it is full of dreams and unreality.

It's like living together with Miyazawa.

Jing Xiaoqiang leaned against the railing with arms crossed and a little sneering.

Who knew that just the light leakage from the two people pushing the door through the roof could cause a commotion outside!

Been staring at it.

The two OB vans with elevators immediately pushed up, looking hard, hoping to capture something.

Jing Xiaoqiang held on to the railing and waved to the people below, feeling like he was standing on the Tiananmen Gate Tower, and Miyazawa even put his hands behind his back and poked his head into a smile!
Other reporters only pay attention, yo, these two clothes haven't changed yet!

Miyazawa isn't in a hurry, it's about the heat, and only by pushing slowly every day can he benefit the most.

It's just that she still felt cold standing on the roof terrace in late autumn with her bare shoulders, so she immediately pushed Jing Xiaoqiang back indoors.

The reporters also felt that there was something to write about, and Lihui couldn't wait to become a woman...

What Jing Xiaoqiang flies around is the army green backpack that Lu Xi bought for him at the beginning, and a few T-shirts and underwear, which need to be replaced and bought temporarily.

Dresses, suits and the like that can go on stage follow the large amount of equipment of the song and dance troupe.

After a brief wash, he came out and contacted Heizai according to the hotel phone number Sudou left behind, saying that he had arrived in Tokyo, and the next schedule was discussed.

I decided to buy a mobile phone tomorrow, and indeed I also need to buy a car.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, Miyazawa wrapped his hair down and poked his head on the stairs to hide his curious experience of a new life: "I'm learning Chinese now, but I rarely learn very slowly."

Jing Xiaoqiang compared the outstanding students in the class: "Du Ruolan is also very busy, learning English and Japanese together, and now they are all in good shape, and it has to be the subjective initiative of learning things on their own."

Gong Ze didn't compare himself with others, he laughed again: "It's still like my father's nagging, what did you write?"

Jing Xiaoqiang tore up the front page of the notepad and gave her: "I still need to buy these things for the kitchen... Tomorrow, do you ask the assistant to buy it or I will buy it myself. What kind of car do you want? I will buy it tomorrow and use it first. In the next few days, your What is the schedule? I have to see Nakamori’s rehearsals, props, and set facilities for the musical. Then I can decide the time for the performance. Then the concert with the band and the performance of the musical will be completed within one month. Twelve I have to go to North America in the middle of the month, maybe this time I have to start a rock concert in Los Angeles, so I may have to go in early December, does it conflict with your schedule?"

Even if the pajamas are a little conservative, they still can't hide the bright and transparent face. The thin and thin bangs are wet and slightly messy on the full forehead. No matter how you look, they are fresh and beautiful: "I have finished the work in advance. I’ve been with you these days, but Yuko called just now and said that there are many advertisers in contact, so let’s shoot together by the way?”

Jing Xiaoqiang nodded indifferently: "Just don't delay my work here."

Looking up at each other, Miyazawa calmly showed an inquiring look, motioning to go upstairs.

Jing Xiaoqiang is still resisting in his heart, he doesn't want to sink himself into it prematurely, isn't it best to feel this kind of closeness.

Gong Ze leaned more relaxed against the railing, and cast his eyes into Jing Xiaoqiang's, as if to see his heart clearly.

Jing Xiaoqiang was sitting in the dining chair, looking up at this beautiful face, unexpectedly there was no such eagerness to possess, but a more calm gaze.

That elf-like figure is not the face of a celebrity at the moment, nor is it the hot topic queen who has taken a photo album.

Just a little girl.

I don't know how long I watched it, but there seemed to be a car passing by outside, and then Miyazawa was awakened and said softly: "What are you looking at?"

Jing Xiaoqiang made a self-deprecating expression: "I really want to sing that song "When You Are Old", but I don't mean to flirt with you. You are very beautiful at this time, and I also hope that your beauty can last for a lifetime and be a happy person. Beauty, I will do my best to help you, so let's rest now, I don't want to turn into a relationship between a man and a woman too early, at least take advantage of it when you need father's love and family warmth."

He felt that he had spoken very gentlemanly and artistically.

Miyazawa thought about it seriously: "Could it be that Monica used you too hard in HK? Oh, and Irene, who I dislike the most, isn't it?"

vulgar!
Too vulgar!
(End of this chapter)