Song Qingyu gave her a funny look and asked: "Then I will ask you, what other people say about you, what are you going to do? Sad, it's just that you are upset, and others are not painful or not. Angry, the mouth grows on someone else's. On the body, you can't tear his mouth. So, the best way is to turn a blind eye and hear a blind eye!"
"What you said makes sense." Jin Yuwei nodded, thinking that she had to learn this too.
Let’s not say whether she will be popular, as long as there is a place where there are people, there will be right and wrong!
There are many people who love gossip in school alone!
The order of appearance determined by the lottery this time, a group of five people came out from behind the T stage, and it was basically a one-minute cutscene.
However, this time the clothing has a series of content, although it is some old series, but to show the concept of these clothing design, it is still necessary for the contestants to have a certain understanding of this industry.
"Fortunately, Sister Lili has trained me so much for Lin's, otherwise I don't know!" Jin Yuwei's lottery was in the front, just in the second group.
"Then later, if you get the bonus, please invite her to dinner!" Song Qingyu was in the eighth group, and it was the finale.
She also knows the tricks of this kind of lottery very well, generally placed at the back, usually relatively stable and able to advance.
"Okay, okay!" Jin Yuwei nodded repeatedly.
Just after changing his clothes, Song Qingyu was about to lock up the belongings he brought, when he heard the phone ring, and the quick sound should be a text message.
After thinking about it, she took it out again, and took a look at what turned out to be Lu Li's text message: After the game is over, can you enjoy a meal with me
Song Qingyu frowned slightly, put the phone back in, and directly locked the cabinet.
No matter what purpose Lu Li invited to eat this meal, Song Qingyu has no interest in meeting him for the time being.
Because, she still had a bit of resentment. Lu Li promised to restore Jin Yuwei to her, but did not reply.
Besides, Mo Beiyan said that he would come and pick her up, and he should first come first and then come first to accept Mo Beiyan's invitation.
Jin Yuwei has already been on stage. After Lilian’s promotion training, Jin Yuwei’s typhoon is much better than before. The only flaw is that Jin Yuwei is not tall enough.
"How is it?" Jin Yuwei came down in a blink of an eye.
"Not bad." Song Qingyu smiled slightly and patted her shoulder: "Go and change your clothes, don't catch yourself a cold."
Jin Yuwei went.
"By the way, Vivian, I have something to do in a while, so you can go out and meet Vivian first, so that she doesn't have to wait for me to go first." Song Qingyu shouted.
Jin Yuwei waved her hand: "I know!"
Regarding Song Qingyu has always been mysterious and mysterious, Jin Yuwei didn't go into it too much. The girl's IQ was not high, but her EQ was not low.
Song Qingyu smiled faintly, ready to take the stage.
When he walked to the stage, although the spotlight was very strong on him, Song Qingyu still saw Lu Li sitting on the judges' bench.
Lu Li kept his gaze on her, sitting next to him, Shen Qiaoyin, who was also looking at her.
In contrast, Lu Li's gaze was obsessive, as if looking at another person through the person on the stage, Song Qingyu could understand, it should be a memory of the past.
And what about Shen Qiaoyin
There were jealousy and other complicated emotions in his eyes.
One minute passed quickly, and Song Qingyu left the runway.
Of course she was the most amazing in the audience, but she didn't care about the score at all. After stepping down, she immediately changed her clothes and left the show.
Coming to the parking lot, Song Qingyu found the familiar Rolls-Royce smoothly. Through the front gear, she saw the indifferent man sitting in the main driver. She opened the passenger door and said hello: "You Come here long ago?"
She just closed the car door and smelled the smoke inside the car. She subconsciously frowned, "You are a heavy smoker?"
Mo Beiyan paused for a while, thinking about the second-hand smoke she had talked about, put out half of the cigarette she had just smoked in her hand in the ashtray, started the car, and said lightly, "No."
Song Qingyu glanced at the ashtray. There were three or four cigarette butts in it, and he didn't know when he started smoking.
Seeing her gaze on the ashtray, Mo Beiyan was cramped for a moment, but he didn't say anything.
"Where are we going now?" Song Qingyu didn't talk too much about smoking. Although they are the relationship between the guardian and the ward, they have nothing to do with each other.
Mo Beiyan glanced at her and said, "You'll know when you arrive."
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows. She didn't really like these words, but since Mo Beiyan wanted to sell Guanzi, she wouldn't compete with him.
She's not stupid, the people who competed with Mo Beiyan didn't end well, and annoyed him. Isn't that a brain pit
It took about half an hour for the car to reach the destination. Song Qingyu was reading a book for half an hour. Mo Beiyan saw that she had been silent and thought she was asleep. He turned his head and found that she was reading with a book. After a chance, he saw that the cover of the book read: Politics.
He didn't bother her. After parking, Song Qingyu came back to his senses, and after putting the book in his backpack, he asked, "You have worked so hard? You even need to read political textbooks during this time in the car?"
"Theoretically, it shouldn't be." Song Qingyu smiled dryly, lifted his backpack and opened the car door.
After getting out of the car, he smiled and said to him: "No way, I don't need to study other courses, it's this ghost, I can't learn it without spending some time."
Politics was originally a brainwashing class of rote memorization. She could control any course in her previous life, but this was the only one she had forgotten, and she had to start over.
Mo Beiyan didn't continue to ask questions about this, thinking in his heart: finally saw this girl is a little bit related to the sixteen or seventeen-year-old young girl.
After Song Qingyu closed the car door, he discovered that this place was originally located in the middle of the city and the suburbs, commonly known as the urban-rural junction. In front of them was a manor made of bamboo, with flags hung at the door, and the four characters on it were blowing in the wind—Xianqu Inn.
"Yes, crossed it?"
Xianqu Inn hangs the signboard of the inn, which is actually similar to a farm. But after entering, Song Qingyu realized that there was something else in the sky.
There is not only a place to eat, but also other entertainment, of course, there is also accommodation.
The waiters in the inn all wear light Han clothes, which looks very pleasing to the eye.
"Are we here to eat?" Song Qingyu asked, turning his head.
Mo Beiyan reported and booked the box number, and walked over with Song Qingyu, without answering questions: "You will be famous soon. After you become famous, you can't run around casually."
Song Qingyu rolled his eyes silently.
When the two entered the box, Song Qingyu knew that Ali Mo Beiyan had already ordered the food. She pursed her lips and asked, "Young Master Mo, are you... just to celebrate my successful signing of Lu's?"