Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 115 Recruiting Hundreds of Thousands of Love Rivals

The little girl's expression softened, her brows and eyes seemed to be stained with a bright smile, and she leaned over the rearview mirror. It was obvious that just now she had said indifferently that she was going to be the fallen god Ji Jiujiu, and then she smiled happily. Holding a mobile phone, she didn't know what the person over there said, so she looked up at him.

The gazes of the two met in the air.

When Shi Qing opened his eyes, he heard the little girl behind him raving nonsense, "Well, the driver is very old, five or sixty years old, with white hair, a little round and happy, and looks like a good person."

???

Shi Qing was almost spun by Ji Jiujiu's words, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Jiujiu, and was so depressed all at once.

The corners of the lips curled up strangely in a breath-holding arc.

very good.

He could see it, this guy regarded him as a tool man and threw it away when he was done using it.

60 years old, very old, with white hair.

The words are also very nice.

"Happy roundness", in simple terms, means chubby.

Good guy, he is a young man, but he is actually described as a middle-aged greasy old man in her mouth?
Shi Qing felt that she was sick.

Still very sick.

Just because of Ji Jiujiu's posture, Shi Qing felt that the person who is talking like an old lady now is definitely Fu Qi.

Shi Qing sneered.

He couldn't see Feng Qi right, and even after he came down to earth, he still looked down on Fu Qi.

After all, he looks like he is not very smart.

Especially what was posted in school, his horrible report card is the best proof that his brain is not working properly.

Ji Jiujiu also showed that Fu Qi's nagging was like an old woman, and he passed the perfunctory "hmmmmhhhhh" before hearing a few words, Shi Qing saw the timing, and suddenly in the short silence, he coughed accurately.

Just as it should be.

When he heard Ji Jiujiu, there was a moment of silence on the phone.

Then Fu Qi lowered his eyes with an expression of being struck by lightning.

The little girl reacted very strongly, she slapped her head on it with a slap, and the phone was thrown by her hand, Ji Jiujiu scolded him silently: "Little bastard!"

at the same time.

Fu Qi seemed very calm.

The boy's slender and beautiful eyelashes were half drooping, trembling slightly, and then clasped his palms with well-articulated long fingers, leaving the last sentence of this phone call:
"—Ji Jiujiu, go home and be safe."

His voice was low and muffled.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qi handed over the phone with a calm expression.

Ji Jiujiu suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Fu Qi, listen to me explain——"

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The other party hung up the phone.

She suddenly felt so fucking angry.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I still have a lot to say to Fu Qi!!!"

"It's not life and death, Ji Jiujiu," Shi Qing curled his lips to see her gritted her teeth, and her mood was extremely smooth, "If you want to see him, you can take a taxi by yourself."

Ji Jiujiu squinted his eyes: "But you bastard, didn't you say that there is closed management!"

Mention this.

Only then did Shi Qing slowly bend his eyebrows and draw out his tone.

A look of "I almost forgot if you didn't mention it".

"Oh, that can't be done."

Ji Tweet: "..."

I really fucking punched your poop out/death smile.

*
The show is managed in a closed manner, and all electronic products have to be handed in as soon as they enter. Most people are quite reluctant. When it comes to "collecting", young teenagers are dumbfounded.

The one with the calmest attitude is Fu Qi.

He made the last phone call, as if he had nothing to worry about, with a natural and calm expression, and after handing over the phone, he pushed it aside safely.

It's like a training camp here.

Before the recording of the official program started, the 100 teenagers who had come here to make careful calculations all stayed in a dormitory. This dormitory is very large, with upper and lower bunk beds.

Fu Qi chose the lower berth.

Among the chattering teenagers, Fu Qi seemed extremely indifferent and indifferent. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and he didn't have any plans on the day of check-in.

He took out the folding table on the bed that Ji Jiujiu packed in for him from the suitcase.

I put an empty earphone in my ear.

Studying in the third grade was stressful, Fu Qi took out the study materials and opened them, only to see the important words marked with red pen on each page.

The boy held the pen with his snow-white fingertips.

The eyelashes are cold and half drooped.

He didn't talk to anyone, he just sat there silently, almost in a closed state.

"Fu...Qi?"

There were also other trainees who couldn't bear to see him here alone, and wanted to come over and talk to him, so that he wouldn't look so deserted and miserable.

But he just walked over.

The extremely indifferent young man raised his eyelids, with indifferent emotions brewing in his eyes, Fu Qi looked over casually, and said casually "Huh?"

be a response.

Trainee: "..."

Don't go, don't go, it's too scary, too scary.

But there is one thing to say, the traffic and topics on Fu Qi are astonishing and terrifying. Among the trainees in the same period, apart from his topics and traffic, only the hip-hop blogger with 10,000+ fans is more enviable.

Most people are famous to go to see that blogger. After all, Fu Qi is too hostile in comparison, and he is simply too difficult to get close to.

Not to mention his topics and traffic.

Half of them are still extremely controversial.

"..."

Although the show has not yet started, the recording work has already begun, and the teenagers who are about to enter the circle have already become aware of the "camera", and they are all actively expressing themselves.

Only Fu Qi sat alone in front of the small table, obsessed with brushing the questions.

"click"

The camera slowly moved to Fu Qi who was away from the crowd.

The young man's appearance is stunning and cold, his facial features are white to almost transparent under the sun, his pupils are black and pure and indifferent, his soft and thin lips are light in color like flower petals, his lines are exquisite and elegant, his skin is delicate and gentle, and his eyelashes are drooping Trembling slightly, the jaw is tense, and the facial lines are cold and clear.

Hold.

Facing the camera, Fu Qi still ignored it, as if he just came here to study in another place.

"Fu Qi." The director called him, smiling kindly, "Say something to the camera?"

"..."

The boy raised his eyes and frowned.

...Say something?

He pondered for a moment.

The water-based pen between his fingers was put down, Fu Qi's slender fingers intertwined, and his dark eyes stared at the camera without blinking.

Lips are lightly parted.

The voice is low and hoarse.

He said - "I don't know what to say, so I hope everyone will study hard."

*
Although the program has not been aired, the promotion of the program has already started, and everything is ready for the official blog.

So after a few days.

The publicity photo of the material has only one photo.

And it was this photo that recruited hundreds of thousands of rivals back to Ji Jiujiu!

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)