Qin Hao was dragged away by this group of boys. After their figures moved towards the city in the night, Xia Qing walked out from the corner of the door. Looking at the empty door, she recalled Qin Hao and the group of boys before. During the conversation, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.
I originally thought that these were her fans, but who would have thought that they would actually want to be apprenticed to that boy Qin Hao and learn the techniques of picking up girls!
Fans were snatched away by a black iron star. It seems that he, the supreme star, has failed enough!
When Xia Qing walked to her sports car, she remembered that she had given the car keys to Qin Hao. She was stunned for a moment, then took out a pair of large sunglasses from her bag. After putting them on, most of her face, which was causing disaster to the country and the people, was covered.
If you don’t know her very well, it’s absolutely impossible to recognize her!
In Starbucks, Qin Hao also tried his best to send these excited young people away. He even signed autographs for every boy and took photos with them.
After all the young people left, Qin Hao sat down on the chair. He had never thought that dealing with fans would be such a tiring thing. It is said that Queen Xia Qing never refuses fans’ requests. I really don’t know how she does it!
"I heard that you are very good at picking up girls?"
Qin Hao was breathing heavily when he saw a figure sitting down in front of him from the corner of his eye and asked in a rough voice.
Qin Hao thought that those boys were back again, so he waved his hands impatiently and said, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Just three words: bold, careful, and thick-skinned!"
"Pfft! Are these three words?" A silver bell-like laughter rang out, making Qin Hao jump in fright.
This person is actually Xia Qing!
Qin Hao lowered his voice at this time and asked: "Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters?"
"Look up at me, do you still recognize me now?" Xia Qing asked with a smile.
Qin Hao looked up in shock, only to realize that the person sitting across from him had short red hair and a pair of large sunglasses. He looked like a rebellious girl. If he hadn't heard her voice, how would he have thought of this person? It's actually Goddess Xia
"I want a glass of Blue Mountain with ice!" Xia Qing snapped her fingers and said in an unfamiliar voice.
After a while, a young girl came over with a cup of coffee. After placing the coffee on the table, he glanced at Qin Hao with some confusion, and suddenly let out a scream:
"Ah! Are you Teacher Qin Hao? Can you sign your name for me? We all like your cross talk! The song you sang today is also very nice, we all like it!"
As soon as the girl finished speaking, several young waiters rushed over like a shot of chicken blood and surrounded Qin Hao, as if they would never give up until he left something behind.
"Teacher Qin Hao, please sign your name for us!"
Qin Hao's face was burning. There was a supreme superstar sitting across from him. Are you so excited to see me, a black star
Qin Hao smiled bitterly and nodded. When he saw Xia Qing's faint smile, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Xia Qing looked at Qin Hao's awkward smile and felt happier than she had ever felt before. It's just pure happiness, not mixed with other emotions.
"Qin Hao, tell me about that martial arts novel, I can't wait!"
Listening to the soft voice of the goddess, Qin Hao felt that his bones were a few ounces lighter, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being such a bitch. However, she had been promised this matter a long time ago, and it was hard to refuse now, so she could only say softly:
"The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with his precious sword, commands the world, and no one dares to disobey him. Who can compete with him if he can't rely on the sky to come out?"
This year was the second year of the reign of Emperor Shun of the Yuan Dynasty, and it had been more than fifty years since the fall of the Song Dynasty.
It was late spring in March, in the corner of the south of the Yangtze River. A strong man in blue shirt in his thirties, wearing straw sandals, was walking along the main road. It's so thick, but he has no intention of enjoying it..."
Qin Hao has read the book "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer" no less than four or five times in the last dimension, and has watched almost all versions of the TV series several times. Although he cannot memorize the exact words word for word, the plot is But it's still very clear.
Xia Qing didn't say much, put her hands on her chin, and listened carefully to Qin Hao's narration. As the plot unfolds, the expressions of surprise or relief from time to time are also very pleasing to Qin Hao.
Nonsense, you can tell a story to a supreme star, and she can still listen to it with gusto. Isn’t this enough to make you stinky
Time passed by minute by second. Qin Hao and Xia Qing were already immersed in the story of swords, love and hatred, and they didn't even notice the passage of time. It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came that Qin Hao stopped narrating.
It was the waitress who recognized Qin Hao before. He said a little embarrassedly at this time:
"Teacher Qin Hao, I'm sorry, it's already closing time for our store. Look..."
Qin Hao glanced at his watch at this time and saw that it was already early in the morning. I am afraid that the store should have closed long ago, but it was just because of his own face...
Qin Hao stood up at this time and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry for delaying you from getting off work. Let's leave now!"
When the two of them walked out of Starbucks, Xia Qing said with some unfinished thoughts: "Qin Hao, go on, I haven't heard enough!"
Qin Hao also realized at this time that he had underestimated Goddess Xia's obsession with martial arts novels, so he could only smile and said:
"What I'm telling you now is just a semi-finished product, and there are still a lot of plots that haven't been added! Why don't you wait for me to create this novel, and then I will give you one right away. You can read it then ,How about it?"
"Not so good!" Xia Qing answered simply at this time: "You have completely aroused my interest now, and you just want to send me away with just a blank check? Why don't you control me and bury me like this? ah!"
"Uh... what do you want?" After hearing the goddess's categorical words, Qin Hao was helpless at this time.
"Find a place to continue telling the story! Are you stupid?" The goddess is indeed very cute when she is coquettish.
"Where are we going? It's already early in the morning, so we can't go to the hotel, right? What if we are photographed by the paparazzi?" Qin Hao spread his hands and shrugged.
"You are so thoughtful!" Xia Qing rolled her eyes at Qin Hao, tilted her head and thought for a while before speaking:
"Go to your house!"