weak waist

Gu Shanghuai put down the documents and got up, "What's wrong?"

Yue Yanshu didn't know what he thought of, and raised his hand to touch his head, but Gu Shanghuai was too tall, so Yue Yanshu finally stepped back and patted him on the shoulder, "Little poor, my sister will hurt you in the future." you."

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Shanghuai rubbed her head conveniently, "Go change clothes, I'll have someone turn on the heater."

Yue Yanshu looked Gu Shanghuai up and down. The suit was black, and the dragon on the cuffs was made of gold thread, which was a kind of gold thread like the phoenix on the shoulder of Yue Yanshu's dress.

Even though the heating was fully turned on in the room, Yue Yanshu still shivered from the cold after changing into a dress. Gu Shanghuai had already draped her down jacket over her shoulders.

"Talk to the venue manager, the air conditioner in the venue is set to the highest level." Gu Shanghuai and Wen Qing said, and then sat at the makeup table and read Yueyan books to do hairstyles.

Makeup is done at home, just need a simple touch up.

At the same time, the stylist also brought over Gu Shanghuai's decorative brooch, a diamond-encrusted book-shaped brooch, with a silver-white buckle on the chest, which complemented the appearance of the book hooked with silver thread on Yue Yanshu's waist.

Yue Yanshu thought, if this is also Gu Shanghuai's design, then he really put his heart into it.

Regardless of the origin of this intention, the real beneficiary is indeed her.

As a human being, don't be too greedy.

Gu Shanghuai sat beside her, watching the expression of the person in the mirror change wonderfully, "What are you thinking?"

"I just met Jiang Ziqing outside, and I heard a joke." Yue Yanshu kept looking at Gu Shanghuai as he spoke, but found that his expression didn't change, and his lips curled slightly.

"What is Jiang Ziqing doing here?" Not only did Gu Shanghuai's expression remain unchanged, but he also turned his head to look at Wen Qing, asking calmly.

"The film and television department released a big movie this year, and the main creators are here. Ms. Jiang is the composer, and the original author is Xingmeng." Wen Qing explained.

After listening, Gu Shanghuai turned to look at the Yueyan book: "It has nothing to do with me."

So don't try to wrong him in this one.

"So what kind of joke is it?" Gu Shanghuai asked.

"Probably a self-directed and self-acted joke." Yue Yanshu tilted his head slightly, and his hand was held warm by Gu Shanghuai. At this moment, the turbidity in her chest seemed to be completely gone.

Someone knocked on the door outside, Wen Qing came back after going out for a while, and whispered in Gu Shanghuai's ear: "Mr. Yu and Mr. Chen from the radio station are outside. This is the latest list of winners brought by Mr. Yu."

Gu Shanghuai looked indifferent, let go of Yueyanshu's hand and took the list over, and after a while, Gu Shanghuai asked very seriously: "How many awards can a book be judged for?"

The stylist gave a slight pause to the hands that curled the ends of Yue Yanshu's hair, and all the people present looked at Gu Shanghuai.

Wen Qing let out an "ah", this was a bit beyond the scope of his work.

Otherwise, he would ask if he could give all the awards to Yue Yanshu?

Anyway, from the tone of the president's voice, it seems that this is what he meant.

"Wait." Yue Yanshu immediately stopped Wen Qing who was about to go out to ask questions, and turned to look at Gu Shanghuai, "Mr. Gu, calm down."

She is a writer who writes realistic suspense and reasoning themes, so is it reasonable to have a romantic award?
"The most popular female writer?" The name behind it is not the name of Yue Yanshu, he has to change it.

"I have less than 10 followers on Weibo, of which 9 are fans of Mr. Liang and Xixi. They have 5 followers on Weibo. If you dare to give it to me, I won't accept it. It's almost enough." He took the list of winners in his hand and handed it to Wen Qing, "Let's just say that Mr. Gu has confirmed it, no problem."

The most popular female writer is the first sister of Xingmeng, who writes romantic works, has many fans, and has many adaptations. Although she is not familiar with this person, Yueyanshu has almost never heard of her negative gossip. She dare not take this title .

Wen Qing took the list, looked at the Yueyan book and then at Gu Shanghuai, and finally confirmed that the Yueyan book had won the round, so she went out with a smile.

Yue Yanshu looked up at Gu Shanghuai who was frowning, reached out to hold his hand, and softened his tone, "Mr. Gu doesn't have to be so partial."

After all, you really don't owe me anything.

This sentence was pressed in Yue Yanshu's heart and did not say it.

Gu Shanghuai still felt uncomfortable. He wanted to show all the awards to the Yueyan Book, so it was not a joke.

The phone turned on, and Yue Yanshu took the phone and clicked on it. Lin Yang sent a message saying that he had just seen her, but because she didn't participate in the rehearsal before, he finally synchronized with her about the general process.

【Lin Yang: Are you not wearing a dress?Didn't I tell you to wear a dress?
Lin Yang: Is this the waywardness of beauties, wanting to use regular clothes to impress a glamorous female star?

Yan Qing: I thought too much, changed backstage, it was too cold on the road, so I didn't wear it.

Yan Qing: I just went to look for you, and just happened to meet that I didn't want to eat spinach, and there was a little conflict, so I came back first.

Lin Yang: She, but it's not a big problem, just wait for Mr. Gu to vent your anger on you. 】

Seeing this sentence, Yue Yanshu looked up curiously at Gu Shanghuai who was leaning against the table and holding her bracelet to study. What did Gu Shanghuai do when she didn't know?
But Yue Yanshu didn't ask Lin Yang, anyway, the party is about to start.

[Yan Qing: Have dinner together after the party?
Lin Yang: The one with Mr. Gu?

Lin Yang: No, I'm afraid my stomach will hurt.

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Lin Yang: How do you think about the essay call for realistic subjects that I told you before? Other groups have already published papers?

Yan Qing: Let’s talk about it after the next year. You can’t let me write it out of thin air. I will go to Africa after the next year. I’ll talk about it when I come back.

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Lin Yang: It is not necessary to go to Africa to collect materials. 】

It is a foregone conclusion for Yue Yanshu to go to Africa. She is going to fulfill Cheng Ying's last wish, and also wants to meet the legendary Doctors Without Borders.

Gu Shanghuai glanced at her mobile phone from the corner of his eye, and frowned when he saw the word Africa, "The person you asked Cheng Er to check?"

"I didn't let you." Yue Yanshu said immediately, "I just look at your face."

The good things are said first, and there is always nothing wrong.

Gu Shanghuai snorted, not knowing the meaning.

Yue Yanshu quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes with one free hand, there was somewhat flattering taste in it.

When Gu Shanghuai was about to say something, the outside field manager reminded Gu Shanghuai that he was about to enter the field.

Gu Shanghuai could only suppress what he was going to say first, and lowered his eyes to put on Yueyanshu's bracelet for her, covering the obvious scar on his wrist.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the red carpet is over, whether it's celebrities or writer fans, everyone has arrived.

Yue Yanshu was pulled up by Gu Shanghuai. She didn't seem nervous, but her palms were slightly sweaty. This was her first public appearance.