It's too difficult to help Minte.
In a current hot girl group talent show, to choose the chief mentor, first of all, determine the gender of male.
Who will watch the female lead the female, it will definitely affect the popularity of the show, and it is not in line with common sense.
In the male traffic, there are only a few who are high enough to be seen, have good reputation and few black materials. Usually, fans who are more handsome than anyone can be turned upside down, but Brother Shen asked him to look ugly.
Even if I kill him, I can't find such a candidate, so I can only choose Zu Li, who has the coldest personality.
He understood what Brother Shen meant. He was afraid that Yun Qing would be confused by the goblin, so he would be safe if he didn't look like a woman.
Unexpectedly, a thunderbolt hit the sky, this Su Liuliu is not only close to a woman, but also directly posted an unclear Weibo on the first day of work, showing that he is different to Mrs. Huo.
Huo Yunshen entered the office clutching his mobile phone. Min Jingxin followed behind him in horror, and took the initiative to report on Zu Li's personal situation. When he talked about his family background, he paused when he saw Mr. Shen, and then mentioned the name of the film school where Zuli graduated. Brother threw the coat on the sofa and made a muffled "dong" sound.
Min Jing felt a chill down his spine: "Brother, is there something wrong..."
Huo Yunshen's words condensed into ice: "The old friend of the Yun family has gone bankrupt. The university he went to is next to Qingqing's school."
As well as his reaction to Qingqing today, a traffic star who was supposed to avoid ambiguous scandals would take the initiative to post this kind of content.
He cares more about it than this...
"What happened to the fox?"
Min Jing hurriedly replied: "The program team encourages the contestants to send Christmas gifts to each other. My wife has done a lot of small handicrafts by herself, and everyone has a share."
Huo Yun heard the words and lowered his eyes.
Everyone has a share, but not his.
Huo Yunshen subconsciously held the heart rate bracelet on his wrist and clenched it hard, knowing that it was Yanqing's training time and he would not get any response, he still called her, listening to the repeated empty busy tone inside, his brows furrowed. It was screwed even harder, and the gully was cut like a blade.
Min Jing was sweating and didn't dare to say more, seeing that Huo Yunshen attended the shareholders' meeting as usual according to the established plan.
His air pressure was low, and he did not restrain himself at all. He pulled his tie, unbuttoned two buttons, and walked straight into the conference room. A group of wily old guys usually had their eyes above the top. When they saw him, they all stood up and faced Huo as always. The man in power lowered his eyebrows.
Min Jing followed Huo Yunshen all the way, and knew how he went from being an abandoned son who was rejected and bullied to where he is today, and how the high-ranking Huo family members of the group, including the original heir Huo Linchuan, were forced to die by Huo Yunshen step by step. Go to hell.
Huo Yunshen didn't kill all those people who were willing to surrender at that time. They were able to tame them to this day because they were intimidated by Huo Yunshen himself. Who knows if there is a twist in their hearts.
Brother Shen is standing alone at the top of Huo's pyramid, so he doesn't sit back and relax. Even his personal assistant cannot fully understand the crisis.
Min Jing only hoped that Yun Qing could treat him better in terms of the only emotion that Brother Shen asked for, because he was hurt too much.
After the shareholders meeting was over, Huo Yunshen did not rest for a moment, and continued several video conferences that were closely queued. Min Jing rushed to prepare meals for him in the middle, but he pushed them all away.
Min Jing whispered: "Madam knows what to worry about."
It's okay not to say, but Brother Shen's face is even worse.
Oh, I almost forgot, the wife is probably getting along with the new tutor and has no time to think about her husband.
When the official business was temporarily over, it was getting dark, Huo Yunshen pinched his eyebrows and glanced at his phone, but there was still no news he wanted, he looked up at Min Jing: "The little things she sent out, I will receive them at a high price. as much as you want."
Some things, no matter how long it takes, he can't stand.
Qingqing attended a summer camp in high school, went to an island, and came back with a lot of small gifts for her classmates. She is kind-hearted and has a sweet personality, and no one dislikes her.
She was not by her side, so far away that he couldn't touch her. He lived like a year, but she was waiting for her to sit in the classroom, being held in the hands of a group of people, smiling and distributing gifts to others with those delicate hands.
It is a very delicate little tin box with candy inside.
He stood silently outside the door, staring at her through the glass window, staring at her until the end, she was finished, and there was no one left.
At that time, Qingqing hadn't forgiven him and ignored him. He knew that he would not have his share, but when he saw it with his own eyes, his heart still twitched.
Min Jing ran over and asked blindly, "Brother, did Yunqing give it to you?"
He sneered: "I don't care."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, only she knew how painful her chest was when she had nowhere to resolve the longing, and the sourness she ignored.
He didn't care about it, and secretly blocked the classmates in Qingqing's class.
Anyway, everyone is afraid of him, saying that he has killed people and set fires, not to mention a mere candy box, of course, he grabbed it effortlessly, but when one or two boys were unwilling to let go, he was even more hostile and just grabbed it.
He wasn't a good guy at all, and he didn't mind a little worse.
In the evening, the wind was very soft. He was sitting alone in the stands of the school playground with a large bag of spoils in his arms.
It was supposed to be sweet, but it tasted bitter.
"It's not delicious," he folded the wrapping paper and put it away, biting the candy bitterly, his eyes sore, "Little liar."
The girl's sweet and soft tone came along the wind: "Of course it's not delicious."
He raised his head sharply, and saw Qingqing carrying a schoolbag, her long hair falling obediently on her shoulders, her eyes dark and bright, and she looked at him resentfully.
He clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips tightly clasped his palm: "So what if you grab it."
"Go back."
"Don't pay it back," his arms jumped with blue veins, "it's mine if you grab it."
Qingqing stopped talking, and Xiao Xiao's face was serious, as if she was about to show disgust in the next second.
He gritted his teeth sorely, stubbornly clutching the bag of sugar, a thousand words stuck in his throat, choked with suffocation.
Qingqing's footsteps moved. He thought she was leaving, so he hurriedly got up and grabbed her weak wrist.
She spread out her hand, revealing a delicate silk bag soaked with body temperature inside, fluffy eyelashes fluttering, and said softly: "This is what I want to give you, it's different from others, now... Have you come back yet?"
His heart burst with fireworks at that moment, regardless of how he held the little girl.
Huo Yunshen's eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and he looked at the woolly fox that Yan Qing placed in Su Li's palm, and closed his eyes slightly.
There will be no gifts that are unique to him...
What he used to rob before, and what he bought now, is the same and belongs to him.
Huo Yun took a deep look at the time, drove to the show crew, and waited for Yan Qing to reply to him at the scene. It wasn't until eleven o'clock at night that she called slowly.
Yan Qing lived by counting seconds. The performance at the awards ceremony was a brand new song. She had to practice the movements from scratch. She studied with Zu Li all day, and was put back into the dormitory after so much tossing.
She calculated that she had to knit sweaters for at least four hours a day before they could be finished before Christmas and sent to Mr. Huo, so she had no time to do anything else these days, so she had to race against time.
But the phone still has to be made.
"Go home tonight." In the receiver, Mr. Huo got straight to the point, and his tone was more serious than usual.
Yan Qing had her phone between her ears and shoulders, and was busy with a sweater needle in both hands. After listening to him, she reflexively refused: "No, I've been too busy recently, I really don't have time, wait for me to come back from the awards ceremony."
She knew that since the kiss that morning, Mr. Huo's state had improved, and he was no longer so physiologically resistant to eating and sleeping.
The opposite side was silent for a long time. When she thought she had pressed the mute button accidentally, Huo Yunshen said again, "How are you getting along with the new tutor?"
Yan Qing's thoughts were on the sweater, but he didn't hear his emotions very much, so he answered naturally: "It's good, Zu Li is really good, teaching dance is very fast, and helped me correct a lot of movements today."
"But he admitted that I was wrong, thinking I was from Yun Qing," she added as a joke, "I clarified, he didn't mention it again, he should have accepted the facts, and he was more sensible, worthy of doing me Idol."
Yan Qing didn't even notice that she chatted with Huo Yunshen more and more and wanted to share every little thing.
Huo Yunshen's voice was icy: "...Idol?"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "I used to like him a lot, and I was a fan of him."
Huo Yunshen involuntarily exerted force on his hand, and squeezed the phone to make a slight abnormal noise. His Adam's apple rolled, suppressing the sudden turmoil.
Yan Qing's two sweater needles moved quickly, unaware of the abnormality, and asked softly, "Deep? Are you listening?"
Huo Yunshen suddenly said, "Su Li had plastic surgery before her debut, don't you know?"
"Ah?" Yan Qing's wool fell to the ground, and slapped the table with a "smack", "You're a gossip, he's pure and natural! Our support club is going to turn against the black for this!"
Huo Yunshen grabbed the tissue box casually, and found a crack inch by inch: "His private life is chaotic, he has had countless girlfriends, and he has been photographed by reporters no less than three times."
"Are you a sunspot!" Although Yan Qing had already lost her fandom to Zu Li, Xiao Universe was also on fire, "That's all fake, okay? He's very pure, how could he ever fall in love? The few times I've been there, I've been with staff!"
"You don't admit to lip-synching, performing paddling, and having an ambiguous relationship with fans?"
"Of course," Yan Qing determined, "the whole world hates him, so we have to protect him even more!"
The basic qualities of being a fan.
Huo Yun clenched his teeth: "Yanqing, come downstairs and come home with me!"
Only then did Yanqing know that he was outside, and after arguing with him, he became angry, rebellious and aggrieved, Baba snorted: "What are you doing, I won't return, you are inexplicably blackmailing my former idol, I have nothing to tell you. Now, and I remind you, you are not allowed to use your private power to change tutors indiscriminately, if you toss again, the show will be ruined."
After hanging up, Yan Qing angrily threw the phone to the corner of the bed, stayed up all night and knitted sweaters all night to vent the fire.
After three days of intensive training, the program team came to inform that the flight ticket was scheduled for tomorrow morning, and Christmas would definitely be outside.
Since the unhappy break up that night, she has never had time to meet Huo Yunshen, and when he picks up the phone, his attitude is dull, and his voice always seems to be mixed with sand.
"Qingbao..." On the eve of his departure, the mobile phone was handed out to the individual, Ouyang swiped Weibo for a long time with a shocked face, looked at Yan Qing worriedly, and asked quietly, "Is Mr. Huo angry?"
Yan Qing was puzzled: "What's the anger?"
Ouyang glanced at the players who also got the mobile phone, and at Yan Qing's surprised look, he swallowed and said, "When He Xuanjin touched you, he was going to blow people's bones to ashes. The CP name is already there, what do you think he is angry with?"
Yan Qing was startled and took Ouyang's mobile phone to see.
She has never been free to pay attention to entertainment news. Before, the entire program group's contestants were in retreat again, their mobile phones were turned in, and the news was blocked, so at this moment, she knew about the Weibo posted by Zu Li.
Incidentally, the subsequent fermentation reaction was also understood.
Of course, most of them are criticized by fans, rationally promoting the relationship between teachers and students, and there are also pictures of Yan Qing sending gifts to everyone.
The angle and composition of the group photo were excellent, and the picture was extremely eye-catching.
On the other side of Zuli, there was no clarification of the meaning of avoiding suspicion at all, and they continued to update the work photos of being a mentor, and there were many photos with her, which seemed to encourage arrogance.
Yan Qing's heartbeat could not help but empty.
The reason why Huo Yunshen was abnormal...
Did he mind.
Not only did she not comfort him, she even replied sentence by sentence, sternly asking him not to tamper with the tutor and trying his best to maintain Zuli's image. In the end, she hung up the phone fiercely. For the next three days, she was busy with training and weaving. Sweater, I have never seen him.
Yan Qing felt cold at her fingertips, she took the sweater into her arms and tightened it secretly.
Did it... hurt him.
Yan Qing lowered her eyes and hid in a place where no one was around to call Huo Yunshen. When she was about to press it, she stopped a little timidly, feeling sour and guilty, afraid that he was still angry, so she turned to contact Min Jing. , asked carefully: "Mr. Huo, he..."
"Madam," Min Jing said helplessly, "Brother Shen didn't let me disturb you. You finally took the initiative to come to me. I beg you, stop bullying him."
Yan Qing squatted down, hugged her knees, and said in a muffled voice, "Is he at home? I'll go back."
Min Jing whispered: "No, if you ignore him, he will be paralyzed by his work, and he will always stay in the office for a few days. The business is dealt with a lot, and people are also looking down. Huo is scared to death. , he didn't even dare to breathe under his eyes."
Yan Qing glanced at the darkening sky outside the window and sniffed: "I'm leaving tomorrow. I have a gift that I want to give him in advance. Can I... can I go to the company?"
At nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Qing put on a cloak coat with a wide hat, fully armed, holding a sweater bag, and followed Min Jing into the elevator leading to the top floor of Huo's office building.
She asked softly, "Is he angry?"
Min Jing adjusted his glasses: "Madam, there is something you still haven't figured out. No matter what happens, he will not be angry with you, he will only be sad."
Yan Qing's eyelashes trembled.
Huo Yunshen's words "come home with me" was the only time he treated her with some ferocity.
No matter how the outside world said that he was fierce and terrifying, he had never lost his temper with her. After a few days, Zu Li's mentor position was safe and sound. He followed her and never changed.
No matter how sad and angry Huo Yunshen was, he was just poking at his own heart.
"The door in front is, it's not closed, you can go in directly, and I won't disturb it."
Yan Qing leaned against the heavy door, her cheeks were faintly hot, and she wanted to cry.
After that drunkenness, she couldn't control herself more and more and couldn't raise her strength to resist Huo Yunshen.
No need to watch, just listening to Min Jing speak, she blamed herself so much that she wished she could go back in time.
How could such a man have the heart to hurt him...
Yan Qing pushed the door open, it was very quiet, and there was not much noise.
The large office was exceptionally cold, the lights were dimmed, and the sound of breathing could not be heard.
With his back to her, the man stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, a lonely silhouette drawn by the light, and stared at the distant lights in a trance.
Yan Qing tiptoed closer, followed his line of sight, his heart was in a turmoil, what he was looking at was... the direction of the show team.
She put down her sweater, took off her hat and mask, and felt sour and hot in her chest.
Yan Qing knew what he wanted.
She was no longer reserved, ran towards him at a quick pace, and before he turned around, pressed him softly from behind, raised her hands to cover his eyes, and said softly, "Mr. Huo's exclusive Christmas deer, come and give him a gift already."