Chapter 55 Zhou Yaoyang

"It's really a fate."

Min Qili complained silently in her heart: Enemy's road is narrow.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Fang Cheng, a student of the Capital Academy of Fine Arts; he is Xu Qinglai, the curator of the exhibition. You can contact him if you want to exhibit anything in the future."

Although Min Qili had been trying her best to bring the topic to Fang Cheng, Xu Qinglai's eyes made her uncomfortable.

It's like being targeted.

"Miss Min, are you suffering from heat stroke?"

"I feel like I'm suffering from heatstroke too. I remember there's a bookstore next to the park. Let's go there and chat." Fang Cheng suggested.

"Let's talk, I have something to do in the afternoon; I can't accompany you, let's meet again when we have a chance."

"Wait, Miss Min."

Xu Qing came to stop her.

"???"

"Can you draw this for me?"

Xu Qinglai's eyes were clear and his expression was sincere; Fang Cheng was also looking at her, and they might think too much if they refused.

"Okay."

Min Qili happily tore off this page, "Thank you very much for your liking, but I'm not a big name, and if I don't like it in the future, I can throw it away."

"How come?" Xu Chaolai put it away carefully, "In my heart, you are everyone."

His expression and tone were extremely ambiguous.

It's like a little fool standing aside, reflecting for a long time, covering his mouth with his eyes wide open in surprise.

"Let's go."

Xu Qinglai snatched the things in his hand, pushed him, and the two left first stepping on the shadow.

"What the hell does he mean?"

Xu Qinglai's tone was ambiguous, but Min Qili didn't read the charming flavor.

Click on the address book and dial out: "Brother, is it convenient for you now?"

"Miss me? If you miss me, then I don't have time."

"Brother, are you in the courtship period? I know some beautiful girls, how about I introduce them to you?"

"Go, go, I have my own goddess, let me introduce you?"

"Your goddess? Brother, if spare tires are as self-conscious as you, then there will be no cuckolds in this world."

"Min Qili, are you itchy? Tell me, why are you looking for me; you probably didn't come here to greet my goddess."

"A few days ago, the person you asked me to push for you, how is your chat going?"

"Why, it's your new boyfriend, are you finally willing to give up on Li Juehong?"

Cong Shang started to tease Min Qili whenever he got the chance.

"No, I'm just asking casually. That person is very cold, and he didn't tell me when I asked; I want to see if the monk who claims to be a social cancer has kicked the iron plate?"

"I'm a social cancer, do you think I got it? But this person is really strange, he still doesn't agree to add my contact information, he can only contact through who. This feeling of being apart from the galaxy is really bad. "

"Oh, then you go on; maybe the other side is your goddess, and she's testing you."

"Oh? I don't believe it. Someone is looking for me, so I hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Min Qili clicked on Xu Qinglai's circle of friends.

Been seeing the last one.

"Am I wrong?"

I hope so.

It should be that the weather in June was too hot, which made her in a trance; after a while, she got in the car, turned on the air conditioner, and she should have figured it out when she cooled down.

Song Yuqing Apartment

As soon as the door was opened, Min Qili saw Song Yuqing staring at the door, which was very scary.

"Are you training concentration? Or a cos zombie?"

Song Yuqing ran to her side reservedly, and said artificially: "I'm happy."

"Stop, I'm going to vomit for a while."

Her tone was greasy to the point of fuzziness, and her affectation did not match her overall image.

"Ah, Min Qili."

"It's much more normal now, tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Yuqing dragged her to the bathroom mysteriously, "Do you know Zhou Yaoyang?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"Our crew, our crew, us," Song Yuqing pointed at herself excitedly, "I'm going to cooperate with Zhou Yaoyang."

"Unexpectedly, I failed to play Chi Ru's younger sister; I collaborated with the national idol Zhou Yaoyang. I lost the national male god and got a national idol. Not bad, not bad."

"Wait, isn't Zhou Yaoyang a singer; how do you cooperate?"

"Of course it's singing. I'm the only one in the crew who has learned vocal music; although I'm only a little superficial, but with him here, we will definitely be a blockbuster."

These always feel unreliable.

Seeing Song Yuqing's rare agitation, Min Qili also shut up and didn't disturb her.

"Oh, I see; you guys want to sing and compose? Zhou Yaoyang also joined the crew?"

"That's right, the director told me just now that it's because Zhou Yaoyang wants to transform. Think about it, it's the first collaboration with a national idol, it's the first time; although I don't like him, I'm content to make others envy me .”

"Have you told Wu Ziyu the news? Why don't you make him happy?"

"never mind."

Song Yuqing waved her hand, opened the door and went out; lying on the sofa, "He was arrested and sent to the construction site to oversee the work. It would be nice if we could see him before all the leaves on the tree fell."

Following her hesitant gaze, Min Qili couldn't help laughing: "This evergreen plant, if you want it to lose all its leaves, you have to shape it first; but according to its living habits, you may have to shake it." It's been a while. It seems that Wu Ziyu is far away."

"That's not okay, I'm still waiting for him to be my slave. After joining the group, you will accompany me as an assistant. There must be someone who runs errands for us. Wu Ziyu can't run away; if he is gone, who can I find?" .”

Song Yuqing sat up straight and went back to the room to teach him her test-taking skills.

Min Qili smiled and shook her head, packed up the white paint, set up the drawing board and continued to draw.

When she was in the park just now, she tried it.

As long as you rest, a painting can still be painted intact.

Painting stops, the sun sets to the west.

Song Yuqing also came out yawning.

"Let's go eat, Wu Ziyu has escaped back; let's celebrate."

"How did you get him out?"

Song Yuqing wiped her face, and thought about it carefully: "It's all about emotion, no skill. Besides, Brother Zijiang didn't really want to send him away. I understand it with emotion and reason. I was moved , and now Wu Ziyu should be back riding a little electric donkey with a helmet on."

This picture is a bit beautiful, they parked the car across the road; watching Wu Ziyu riding a small electric donkey, sweating profusely.

After recording him accurately, he got out of the car.

Friends are for loss.

When Wu Ziyu saw the photo on Song Yuqing's phone, she smiled at her speechlessly, and moved half a meter away from her manually.

"Song Yuqing, you will be punished for being such a 'beast' in the future. No one will want you then, so don't cry to us."

(End of this chapter)

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