Chapter 108 Injury, Feedback to Fans

"As long as you are here, Wu Ziyu will definitely not leave the team."

"That's not sure. When you received the certificate, I was firmly opposed to it; Wu Ziyu has always used various reasons to retaliate against me. I always remember this incident."

Song Yuqing looked puffed up, like a little goldfish.

"You remember this incident, do you remember other things about Wu Ziyu? For example, when you were in elementary school, you didn't finish your summer homework, and you were so angry that you cried. After Wu Ziyu found out, she ran to your house overnight to help you Homework done."

"Qi Li, what are you talking about?"

The shameful past was suddenly brought out, Song Yuqing covered her face shyly.

"Then you just remember."

"So what if I remember? I don't have to do winter and summer homework now, and it's impossible for Wu Ziyu to write for me." The tone was dull.

Min Qili smiled and looked at Song Yuqing: "How could it be? As long as it's your business, Wu Ziyu will definitely favor you unconditionally at the first time. I assure you about this matter, absolutely, no one can deceive you."

"Really?"

Receiving Min Qili's affirming look, Song Yuqing lowered her head to hide her smile.

The small complacency on his face can be seen all over the place, "I'll be back in a while, you call Wu Ziyu back; let him continue to urge you, I can't hope for a while now."

"I'm sorry Qili," Song Yuqing looked at Min Qili reproachfully, "It's all my fault. If I had known, I wouldn't have taken you back home. If I ran back by myself, you wouldn't be hurt."

"Even if I am the one who gets hurt, I don't want you to get hurt."

"What are you talking about, bah bah bah, you are about to join the group, I heard that this is a big production, how can you join the group if you are injured? I'm still waiting for you to sign me after you become popular, I'll go Show off and buy your autographed photo."

"Then I'll sign [-] copies for you, and you can sell them as you like."

"That's the deal~ Big star, I'm waiting for you."

Laughing all the way home.

I fell asleep until I woke up naturally, and I was in a great mood.

Congshang is lying on the grass at the door, feeling the sunshine and spring breeze; by the way, think about whether there is any artistic conception and painting method that better meet the requirements of the competition.

Seeing the two people limping down from the taxi, Cong Shang pulled off his sunglasses.

"Min Qili, Song Yuqing?"

One of them was bruised and purple; the other had ice packs wrapped around her ankles and bags of medicine in her hands.

"Are you going to play real CS? How did you make yourself like this?"

"Is there a real CS field here?" Song Yuqing asked Min Qili to put the weight on her body.

Cong Shang looked at this scene in shock, hung the sunglasses behind his ears with his backhand, and walked forward in three steps at a time.

"Little ancestors, you are injured, so don't move around; Qili, I will take you in first. If you can't keep up, don't worry, I will pick you up later."

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine, you hurry up and bring Qili in; the sun here is too poisonous, what should I do if Qili suffers from heatstroke?"

Congshang asked Min Qili to use himself as a big crutch, and helped her in slowly.

Sweat dripped down her forehead, Song Yuqing wiped it off, and limped in.

The sour feeling in the injured part is really fatal.

Cong Shang took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, "Do you want to apply it? The law and order here is very good, and there is no possibility of gangsters; did you guys get together to fight?"

"The competition is coming soon. Don't let those contestants be deterred by your news, okay? And the tourism promotion department also spent money this time. This competition will be a living sign to promote tourism."

"If you really have something, the teacher has to tear it up."

Min Qili looked at Congshang speechlessly, "Brother, don't worry, we won't be in the news no matter what, but you are more likely to be in the news."

"I?"

Pointing at herself in disbelief, Song Yuqing nodded affirmatively.

"Addicted to playing games, have you finished the painting that the teacher told you?"

"No." Confidently, "There is still time, and you are the highlight of this competition. It doesn't matter whether I have enough paintings or not."

Congshang stood up, stretched his muscles twice, and went back to the room slowly.

"He's gone, does Qili's foot still hurt?"

"I'm fine, she just looks serious; it's almost noon, let's think about what to eat? After eating, go to rest early."

After lunch, with Song Yuqing's help, Min Qili returned to the bedroom.

Lie on the bed and take out the tablet that has already been covered with a layer of dust.

I have been busy with the competition these days, so I haven't drawn the manuscript properly.

In Chaohua, fans are waiting to be fed.

Min Qili smiled faintly as she watched the cute speeches of these fans.

In M's super chat, there is an area "What do you want M to draw", which contains all kinds of fantasies from fans. She will choose a fan's message when she is free, and draw a picture based on his message. Zhang illustrator.

This is an agreement between her and fans, and it can be regarded as a small benefit for fans.

This time she chose a fan profiler and sent three long screenshots.

Some sentences in it are not very fluent, but it can be seen that the fans' imagination and expectations for this family.

After reading the message carefully, after thinking for a while, I started to draft.

I couldn't move because my foot was injured.

Until dinner, Min Qili drew on the bed.

She spent a lot of patience and time in this painting, and went through thousands of details in every detail.

After finishing the painting, I checked the details, and after confirming that there is no problem, I sent it with my own watermark, and accompanied it with the text: I haven't seen you for three years, this first "What do you want M to draw" is given to @君君的猪pig.I love your story and hope your dreams come true soon.

After it was sent out, Song Yuqing, who had been paying special attention to Min Qili, received the notification immediately.

Click on the content, enlarge the picture, and then consciously join the crowd and start the rainbow skin output.

This account is completely different from the account used for filming and promotion, and she doesn't want to lose her happiness because of filming.

After the export of the rainbow skin was over, Song Yuqing took Min Qili downstairs for dinner.

"Congshang, what are you doing?"

As soon as she arrived at the living room, Song Yuqing saw that Cong Shang was about to attack her roasted pig's trotters.

"Dinner. Didn't you order three servings?"

"No. Brother Cong, handsome boy, you are a man, although you are not very young, but you are still single; it is already so late, you eat so greasy, do you want your whole body to become like you ?”

"It's true that you have a little talent, but no amount of talent can hide your greasy temperament."

"Okay, if you want to eat, brother, let him eat; if he becomes ugly, the teacher will naturally expel him from the school, so we don't need it."

The two sang together, and there was still a snack.

"We've known each other since we were young, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel; if you don't eat, don't eat, I'll lose weight."

Cong Shang arrogantly took out the bread, cheese sticks and milk from the refrigerator; carried them to the balcony, and ate them while watching the moon.

(End of this chapter)

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