Qin Hengyi was taken aback when he saw the young man's attire.
His heart beat wildly inexplicably, and waves of throbbing emotions surged into his heart accompanied by heat.
He rubbed his temples, then looked at Zhu Qing'an...
Zhu Qing'an didn't notice the man's strangeness, he smiled sweetly as before: "Mr. Qin, thank you for the clothes you sent, this pajamas... very warm."
As he spoke, he raised his soft sleeves, and the hem of his clothes was lifted up again, revealing his smooth and white waist. His trousers were not tied properly, as long as he gently pulled his little rabbit's tail, "嗤啦—" the trousers would fall off.
It is a very attractive and clean little lop-eared rabbit.
Qin Hengyi: "..."
He frowned, his stern expression cracked a bit, and the roots of his ears were blushing. He looked away, feeling complicated.
He thought it was just an ordinary cartoon dress, but he didn't expect it to be so... flirtatious on a teenager.
This kid... is also very ignorant.
This kind of clothes, it's fine if you don't wear them well, just show them carelessly.
It's too simple.
What if someone else sees it
Qin Hengyi was a little upset, but he was reluctant to let the other party take it off, so he said softly, "It's beautiful, but don't be seen by others."
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He was a little sleepy, so he yawned, and the lop-eared rabbit ears on the back of his head shook softly. He rubbed his eyes: "I'll go to bed first, good night, Mr. Qin."
He turned off the optical brain, wrapped himself in a small blanket, and retracted the big cardboard box.
the next day.
The variety show "Better Poor" is coming to an end.
Zhu Qing'an, who was supposed to be the last in terms of popularity, miraculously became the number one, and moved away from the second place by a block.
The winner of this variety show is undoubtedly Zhu Qing'an.
Before the variety show officially ended, reporters from major entertainment companies and a large number of fans broke through the gates of the impoverished community—
Zhu Qing'an hasn't figured out that the variety show is about to end, and she is still playing the role of a poor person earnestly.
He is dragging a garbage sack with his right hand and a string of plastic bottles under his arm. The left hand bends down to pick up trash from time to time, and he is still thinking to himself how many steamed buns these bottles can buy...
His thin back still carried his home...big cardboard boxes and small blankets.
Coupled with the ragged clothes on his body, it can be said that he is extremely poor.
He caught a glimpse of a vegetable leaf that came from somewhere on the ground, stained with dew, very fresh. His eyes sparkled, and he picked up a vegetable leaf the size of a finger in surprise, feeling extremely excited—
Great, I have food to eat today!
Before he could put the only valuable vegetable leaf on his body into his pocket, he was interrupted by screams one after another.
He raised his head—mountain-like seas of fans crashed into his eyes.
The several events that happened in this variety show made Zhu Qing'an's name known to the entire entertainment circle, and also brought a lot of popularity.
Fans stood outside the fence surrounded by security guards, held various banners, and shouted Zhu Qing'an's name vigorously, letting the beloved boy know that there are still many people supporting him.
There was a lot of voices and a crowd of people.
Zhu Qing'an was stunned.
He vaguely remembered that when the variety show was about to end, the crew would indeed open up the filming spots for fans to support.
But... He never thought he would have such a big scene.
The boy put down the sack in his hand, his fair face was a little flushed, and his eyes were as bright as a small crescent moon.
He raised his hand and waved gently to his fans.
"thank you all."
This is the first time he met his fan support group.
He felt... Joining the entertainment industry seemed like a good choice.
Zhu Qing'an thought.
Due to too many people, the crew did not allow Zhu Qing'an to meet the fans. Then I wish Qingan to return to the rest area.
Zhu Qing'an dragged the pitiful sack back to the rest tent where Variety was stationed.
Fans' rainbow farts echoed in his ears, making his cheeks flush and hot.
He turned on the optical brain and found out the reason why fans came to the set to support him.
Mengbao Entertainment established an official fan support group for him.
The fan group was established this morning, and within half a day, there were quite a few people—
Zhu Qing'an looked at her fan group and wanted to join and interact with fans.
But... It seems that there are no artists in the entertainment industry who are jumping around in their fan base.
Because it would look shameless...
Zhu Qingan frowned, and finally thought of a way.
He registered a rookie account, searched for his fan group, and tried to join by pretending to be a fan.
But after a while, the group administrator will check whether he is a real fan.
There are many people in the entertainment circle, and the official fan base of the artist must pay attention to the review, and don't let some sunspots enter the muddy water.
The review is a few questions about the artist.
Zhu Qing'an is not worried about the review issue.
He is the artist himself.
Administrator: [First question, what does An An like to eat?]
Zhu Qing'an was silent, and typed [Strawberry Mousse Cake.]
Administrator: [This is a very cold question! You got it right! One more question and you pass!]
Zhu Qing'an waited for him to send a message with confidence, but when the message came, Zhu Qing'an's smile froze.
Administrator: [Is An An a docile little character, or a domineering and aggressive character?]
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He would have liked to have chosen the second. But to join the fanbase, he blushed and picked the first—
Administrator: [Verification completed! You are a perfect real fan! Join the group and let's do rainbow farts for our An'an!]
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
In a few seconds, the dialog box between him and the plumber turned into a chat box for the fan group.
Without further ado, he changed his remarks in the group to - [An An is a domineering and handsome president]
As soon as he changed his remarks, the group became commotion again.
[An An is super cute: Haha that @An An is a domineering and handsome president, you are so outstanding!]
[Soft: An An is not overbearing at all! Super docile!]
[Want to eat An'an: Hehehe, he can't be a domineering president.]
[An An is a domineering and handsome CEO: ... ]
A familiar male voice rang in Zhu Qing'an's ear.
"Qing'an?"
Zhu Qing'an turned her head and saw Xiao Ruiyu.
Xiao Ruiyu stared at his red ears: "What are you thinking about? Your face is blushing... tsk tsk."
Zhu Qing'an was afraid that people would find out that he had shamelessly mixed into the fan group, so she became nervous: "No, it's nothing."
Xiao Ruiyu had a good impression of this kid. He put out his cigarette and said, "It's time for dinner. Let me invite you to dinner. I want to discuss something with you by the way."
"Huh? Hmm..."
Zhu Qing'an nods her head.
hotel.
Xiao Ruiyu ordered a lot of dishes as a matter of course.
Zhu Qing'an ate Wowotou for several days, looking at these dazzling dishes, her appetite whetted. But he saw that Xiao Ruiyu didn't eat, and he was too embarrassed to move his chopsticks.
Xiao Ruiyu saw the strangeness of the young man, and he picked up a black pepper and onion cowboy bone for him, "Eat it. I'm not hungry."
Zhu Qing'an hesitated for a moment, looked at the delicious beef ribs covered in sauce in the bowl, still couldn't help it, and began to eat cautiously.
taste good.
…he might be able to go home and try to do it.
Then, make another copy and give it to Qin Hengyi.
A paper man like Qin Hengyi, apart from the mousse strawberry cake he gave earlier, hasn't he eaten other dishes
He can also make honey pear balls, chestnut roast chicken...
When Zhu Qing'an was thinking about how to capture the paper man's stomach, her thoughts were interrupted.
Xiao Ruiyu stared at his delicate and fair cheeks, and chuckled softly: "I invite you to dinner this time, and I want to discuss something with you."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Ruiyu took out an invitation letter from his bag.
"This is an invitation letter for the Starlight Singer talent show."
Zhu Qing'an was slightly taken aback.
He had vaguely heard of this singing show...
Very famous, even more famous than "Better Poor". Also invited are big names in the singing world.
Xiao Ruiyu: "I got the resources for you. Do you want to participate?"
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
Xiao Ruiyu: "You are a newcomer now. In order not to be buried, you must strive to continuously participate in well-known talent show variety shows to improve your experience and popularity. Only in this way will there be good film and TV series shooting crews to invite you to participate, and you will have a better performance." future..."
Seeing that Zhu Qing'an was in a daze, he continued: "The starlight singer talent show has a lot of traffic and popularity, and is of great benefit to newcomers. Many stars can't ask for it. I
I gave you a place to participate for nothing, but if you don't want it, you just don't give me face. "
Xiao Ruiyu was handsome and mature, holding an unextinguished cigarette between his slender fingers, and the words he spoke seemed to have a pleasant smell of tobacco.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He shrank his neck and asked in a low voice: "Brother Xiao, I don't know you well, why are you so kind to me?"
Xiao Ruiyu is a senior he respects very much, and he is also a big man who dare not get in touch with.
The other party suddenly treated him so well, which made him a little flustered.
Xiao Ruiyu smiled lightly when he heard the young man's shy question.
He came to the "Better Poor" variety show not on a whim, but because the place where the variety show was held happened to be the community where he lived when he was a child.
He thought that no one in that impoverished community wanted to really help.
Until Zhu Qing'an appeared...
When Zhu Qing'an met those two children, she went to buy food for each other without saying a word.
What happened later was also...
And Zhu Qing'an looks very docile and clean.
He likes this type of boy.
Xiao Ruiyu didn't speak, just stared at Zhu Qing'an's face and smiled.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
With a piece of fried shrimp in her mouth, Zhu Qing'an suddenly felt that swallowing was neither spitting nor spitting. He was a little panicked, picked up the optical computer and said to the other party: "It's a bit hot in the room, I'll go to the corridor to blow some air."
He didn't wait for the other party's answer, so he quickly slipped away with his tail between his legs.
The corridor of the hotel is very large, and the large environment made Zhu Qing'an feel relieved.
His cheeks and ears were red, and his palms were sweating. He found a cool place to sit down, and took out his light brain to suppress his shock.
He opens the game.
Found that the game has launched a new mission.
[Qin Hengyi's Memory Fragment 02 Retrieval Mission Started! Reach 100 interaction points to unlock memory fragments!]
02 The outline of the icon of a memory fragment—it is something like a microphone.
This also means that in this memory, the most important thing to Qin Hengyi is this thing...
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
Yes, Zhu Qingan is very curious.
He couldn't figure out what the cold paper man had to do with the microphone.
Also, he wanted to know why Qin Hengyi's eyes turned from blue to blood-colored, and what happened to the large group of starry sky flowers that only appeared four hundred years ago.
Zhu Qing'an glanced at the interaction value required to unlock Memory Fragment 02.
one hundred points.
After these few days of unremitting interaction, Zhu Qing'an currently has 40 interaction points...
It was a full sixty o'clock! !
Zhu Qing'an: "???"
He could only bite the bullet and continue interacting with men.
He sighed softly, closed the text box, and entered the game space where Qin Hengyi was.
at the same time.
Xiao Ruiyu didn't know when he came to Zhu Qingan's side.
While Zhu Qingan didn't notice, he squatted down softly, leaned into the other's ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhu Qingan. Let me tell you directly, I like you very much, and I think you are very suitable to be my lover... "
Zhu Qing'an was frightened, her hands shook, and her entire optical brain was knocked to the ground.
"Brother Xiao..."
[Welcome back to "False Love"!]
Qin Hengyi saw the screen embedded in the pink wall light up.
The boy came to find himself again.
The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he came to the screen.
But this time he didn't see the boy's white and gentle face, but saw darkness and rustling noises.
He didn't hear the boy's voice either.
All I heard was an unfamiliar magnetic male voice coming from the screen.
"Zhu Qing'an, I like you very much, I think you are very suitable to be my lover..."
Before the male voice finished speaking, Guangnao accidentally fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.
Accompanied by Zhu Qing'an's soft voice.
"Brother Xiao..."
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What kind of clothes do you want to wear in the holographic mode to face Gong /3/
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