Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 39
Zhao Qian packed two suppers and two pineapple buns and rushed to Li Wanqing's place.

Ring the doorbell first.

"Secret code!" I heard someone shouting from inside.

The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, and he secretly said, "Your sister. Fortunately, no one else heard it, otherwise it would be terrible if people misunderstood that this family is all suffering from chuunibyou."He rolled his eyes and replied: "The king of heaven will conquer the tiger of earth!"

"What about the next sentence?"

"Li Wanqing is 1.5 meters!"

Li Wanqing behind the door jumped: "Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Where is 1.5 meters, it is obviously 1.6 meters!

Zhao Qian snorted, "I'm leaving without opening the door?"

The door opened with a click in the next second. Li Wanqing was standing behind the door wearing light pink rabbit pajamas, with her damp hair hanging loosely, pouting dissatisfied.

Zhao Qian glared at the poor woman, took off his shoes and walked in.

The tea table in the living room is covered with all kinds of A4 papers, even on the sofa, and all kinds of English words are densely written on it. Who knows what happened.

Zhao Qian frowned and packed up the paper, and put the supper and pineapple buns on the coffee table.

"I'm starving to death." Li Wanqing closed the door, trotted over in cute pink rabbit slippers, half squatted in front of the coffee table, picked up a pineapple bun and took a bite.

Then he looked satisfied: "It's great to have a capable brother."

Zhao Qian looked blank and lowered his head to finish his share. Speaking of which, he was also hungry. He drank two glasses of water after rehearsing all night, and his physical exertion was not replenished.

Li Wanqing found it uncomfortable to squat, so she squeezed onto the sofa and pushed her butt against Zhao Qian: "Sit over here."

Zhao Qian glared at her, there was obviously room on the other side, but she didn't respond at all, and kept pushing over, hesitating for a few seconds, giving her some space.

It's just that there seems to be a faint fragrance in the nostrils, probably using Rejoice.

Li Wanqing's eating posture is very strange, she is not ladylike at all, with her feet tucked up and stepping on the sofa, she is half squatting and half sitting, holding a pineapple bun in her hand.

Zhao Qian really couldn't understand, isn't this posture uncomfortable?

Li Wanqing suddenly paused and turned back to look at Zhao Qian: "What are you looking at me for?" After taking a shower, her little face looked fresh and refined, much more innocent and unpretentious than those coquettish bitches outside.

"Nothing." Zhao Qian looked away.

Li Wanqing snorted: "Do you think I won't know what you are thinking if you don't tell me? In fact, I can read minds."

stare~
Zhao Qian glanced at her. He probably had the second disease again. She was mentally retarded.

Li Wanqing was irritated by his discriminatory look and raised her eyebrows: "You must be calling me mentally retarded, right?" She always bites you if you don't agree with her.

"..." Zhao Qian was so scared that he almost dropped the pineapple bun.

Damn it, how did she know? Is it really mind-reading?

Zhao Qian pretended to be calm: "Hello, is the system here?"

"What's wrong with the host?"

Zhao Qian asked nervously, "Is she really good at reading minds?"

System: "Host, I think you need to admit that in some respects you may really be inferior to the mentally retarded."

Zhao Qian: "..."

I need comfort!
Seeing that Zhao Qian didn't respond, Li Wanqing snorted softly, ignored him again, and continued to solve her supper. For her, the world is big and food is the biggest.

After eating supper, without Zhao Qian's instructions this time, Li Wanqing obediently packed up the trash and said to Zhao Qian, "By the way, let me transfer some money to you."

Pick up your phone and transfer money directly via WeChat.

The phone vibrated, and Zhao Qian took it out to check, and actually transferred 2000 yuan.

Zhao Qian asked in surprise: "Why transfer so much?" For him, this was enough for two months, and he didn't spend much money anyway.

"My and your food expenses." Li Wanqing said nonchalantly.

Only then did Zhao Qian remember that she had said before that she had paid for this month's food expenses, and he thought she was joking at the time.Damn, I'm really being taken care of now.

Seeing Zhao Qian's hesitation, she quickly said: "Don't worry, I still have some more. The 2000 yuan is what I earned from translating papers these days. It's just a small test."

Zhao Qian still frowned: "Thesis translation? How many words have been translated?"

Li Wanqing was puzzled: "It's more than 1, what?"

Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief: "Take it easy, don't tire yourself out." What he was most afraid of was that Li Wanqing, like him, needed to translate tens of thousands of words a day, which would be too tiring.

Li Wanqing said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal for me. After all, I am a person who has obtained an excellent eighth-level professional certificate. It is no problem to help translate some ordinary papers."

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes and refused to answer. Some of the top student's words had caused discomfort to the poor student, and he strongly requested to be silenced.

"So just take it and spend it, and ask me for it when you run out." Li Wanqing waved her hand, very generously.

Zhao Qian hesitated and said, "Actually, I can make money myself."

Unexpectedly, Li Wanqing, who had been laughing and joking just now, suddenly glared and scolded: "How much money can you make as a school student? Don't imitate others. Learn professional knowledge well, and there will be many opportunities in the future."

Zhao Qian said angrily: "I can really make money, I made it this weekend..."

"Huh?" Li Wanqing frowned.

Fortunately, Zhao Qian shut up in time and didn't say that he had earned a silver league. His voice changed and he said, "I earned five hundred."

Li Wanqing became interested, and asked, "How did you earn it?"

Zhao Qian hesitated and said: "I submitted a short novel and it was accepted."

"Bring it to me to see."

Seeing Zhao Qian's hesitation, she became impatient: "Hurry up, don't wait any longer!"

Zhao Qian had no choice but to open the WeChat official account of Qihang Chinese.com and find his works of that issue. He was surprised to find that this week's winner was himself again, but this time there was only one article.Not bad, anyway, 500 yuan.

Just hand over the award-winning micro-fiction of this issue to Li Wanqing.

When Li Wanqing saw it, she immediately blushed and threw the phone to him: "Bah! How did you become a pornographic author?"

Zhao Qian was dumbfounded. He picked up his phone and took a look, only to find that the article he had been accepted was a short H-article with connotations. He was immediately embarrassed and said weakly: "Life is forcing me..."

But no matter what, he couldn't wash away his image as a pornographic author in Li Wanqing's mind. She also warned him not to do anything disgusting with the stockings she put under the TV cabinet.

Zhao Qian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Damn it, how could I know where your stockings are hidden? Even if I knew, I wouldn't do such a thing. Are you that kind of perverted person?

Fearing that she would give him some dirty water again, Zhao Qian quickly changed the subject: "What are you going to do next? Just go straight to the translation work?"

Li Wanqing's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "I recently discovered something very interesting, so I decided that I want to be a host!"

ha?
Zhao Qian was stunned.

　I just remembered that today is my little cousin's birthday, so I quickly sent her a big red envelope, and the wallet shrunk again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)