Spear Teacher

Originally, the vote that Jiang Qiyu had forwarded by mistake did not attract much attention.

But with Qi Yu's comment, those long-eared CP fans who had been hungry for a long time began to build a team frantically.

A new entry was pushed to the top of the hot search:

#Yoyoyo, come and express your opinion~#

Who would have thought that the meeting of black fans who originally mocked Jiang Qiyu's acting skills would eventually turn into a scene of long-eared CP spreading sugar.

Jiang Qiyu switched back to the WeChat list and clicked on a friend's dialog box.

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: You are a very nice person~]

It seemed that the other party had been waiting for her message for a long time, and replied almost immediately:

[Yu: Then you also reported me to the alien queen? ]

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die:......]

Jiang Qiyu didn't bother to be polite with him. She was too lazy to type and directly made a call invitation.

But when she clicked, her hand was too fast, and the voice call accidentally turned into a video call.

She was about to hang up and switch to voice chat when she saw a line of small words pop up on the screen:

[The other party has rejected]

Then came a text message.

[Yu: It’s not convenient. ]

“…”

Jiang Qiyu curled her lips and typed a reply with a little dissatisfaction.

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: You are so arrogant, do you want to die? ]

Yesterday he called her in the middle of the night, but she answered without saying a word, and accidentally exposed her alien traitor attributes.

Why is it inconvenient for him today?

Only the young master is allowed to set fires, but the old slave is not allowed to set fires, right?

As if guessing her dissatisfaction, the dialog box soon sent another message.

[Yu: Wait a minute. ]

[Yu: Taking a shower. ]

“!!!”

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu was no longer sleepy and sat up with a carp holding the phone.

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: I don’t believe it. 】

"......"

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no reply from the other side.

So she continued to edit the text and sell swords with her indomitable spirit.

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: I am ready to become a monk. Now Foguang Temple wants to test me. If I can withstand the temptation of 99 abdominal muscle photos, I can join. Please kind boys wish me to pass the test! 】

After waiting for a few more minutes, there was still no reply from the other side.

Jiang Qiyu was not in a hurry. She slightly curled her lips and typed slowly:

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: Sorry for disturbing the group message just now. The photos have been collected. Thank you kind boys for your help! 】

"......"

Within half a minute, your friend [Yu] sent a video call invitation.

"Boy, I can't cure you yet."

Jiang Qiyu put away her slightly obscene smile, maintained a detached and peaceful mentality, and accepted the video call.

Maybe because of the hotel network, there was a black screen freeze for a moment when the video was connected.

After the screen appeared, she received a beauty attack from someone.

Although the video quality was not very high, she could still clearly see through the screen that the man's three-dimensional facial features were too delicate but not feminine at all.

Qi Yu's hair was lifted up at this time, and only a few wet strands of hair fell between his eyebrows, adding a bit of unruly to his already sharp eyebrows and eyes.

There was even a drop of crystal water that was formed at some point, swaying and falling on the end of his hair, whether it would fall or not...

"..."

I'm dying.

Obviously the whole screen was only above the neck, but somehow, Jiang Qiyu, who had just prepared herself mentally, felt her throat tighten.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qi Yu on the other side of the video narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed:

"Did you pass?"

While speaking, the water drop on the end of the hair finally fell.

It hit his towering nose bridge, and then slid down the undulating lines of his nose bridge inch by inch...

"Ah-ah?"

"Test," Qi Yu said with a playful look in his eyes, following her words:

"Did you pass the test of Foguang Temple?"

Jiang Qiyu reacted, swallowed his saliva imperceptibly, and then turned his eyes away and said:

"No, the Buddha said that my six senses are not pure, and I will not pass."

"..."

Hearing her serious nonsense, Qi Yu couldn't help but curl his lips, his voice full of laughter:

"I heard... there was a small accident on the set today?"

"Small accident?"

There were too many things today, and Jiang Qiyu didn't react to what he was talking about for a while.

Qi Yu thought she was pretending, so he raised his eyebrows and reminded her:

"Bamboo charcoal powder."

"You mean Lu Heng..."

She nodded in realization, then reacted alertly:

"How do you know?!"

This is known to heaven and earth, Yu Xiaoyu and she, and it is impossible for anyone else to know......

Did she not clean it up when she did it? !

Seeing her eyes wandering, Qi Yu shook his head and smiled, and walked out of the bathroom with his phone in his hand:

"The whole crew would do this, who else would do it besides you?"

As he moved, he held the phone farther away from his body. Before Jiang Qiyu could think of how to deny it, she saw the thin, dark-colored open-front bathrobe he was wearing.

And the part of the unsecured lapel that was vaguely visible...

"What?"

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Qi Yu said jokingly:

"Did I get it right?"

And Jiang Qiyu just blinked, pursed his lips twice and slowly said:

"It's so big... uh"

"..."

The man found a place to sit down, and the video screen was aimed above the neck again.

He seemed not to have heard what she said just now, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"What did you say?"

"!!!"

The eliminated contestant from Foguang Temple, who was not only impure but also weak-willed, woke up instantly and tried to cover up:

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big... thing earlier?"

Qi Yu glanced at her and said indifferently:

"You'd better."

Then, in order to change the subject, Jiang Qiyu began to share with him the interesting things she encountered on the crew today, just like yesterday.

Of course, she didn't talk about the purchase of the mountain cemetery and almost becoming a female star.

Part of the reason was that she felt embarrassed.

Another part of the reason was that Jiang Mian's words today made her subconsciously feel that the Qiao family seemed not that simple.

But she couldn't say what she felt specifically, so she didn't mention it to Qi Yu.

She vividly described what happened on the crew today, and then thought it was unfair, so she asked him to tell her what he did today.

But as soon as Qi Yu mentioned the second meeting this morning, Jiang Qiyu's eyelids began to twitch.

"......"

The voice on the video gradually stopped, and just when she was about to fall asleep, she heard a very low chuckle.

She was still conscious, frowned and muttered in dissatisfaction:

"What are you laughing at?"

But Qi Yu did not answer, but whispered in a low voice with a smile:

"I want to discuss something with you."

"What?"

"If you dream about me again tonight, don't betray me to the alien queen again."

"???"

She regained consciousness instantly, and without saying a word, she reached out and poked the man's itch-inducing smile, and decisively hung up the call.

Looking at the good night message sent by the man on the chat interface, Jiang Qiyu did not indulge him at all, and sent him a small emoji with a middle finger.

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die:]

Qi Yu quickly replied with the same emoji.

【余：】

It’s a ring.