9 Nine hosts are warm and cold

Chapter 192 Chapter 192 The Little Assistant of the Male God 37
It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it, Ci Jiu comforted himself from the bottom of my heart.

……

Peeled an after-dinner apple, cut it into pieces, put it on a plate, and served it to Feng Yan.

"Let's discuss and discuss whether we can not be so Buddhist?".

Although she doesn't care when the impression value will increase, she can't let herself be too embarrassed. Every day, the impression value can't increase. she.

Feng Yan was half leaning on the sofa, his eyes were full of light color, without any waves.

Sometimes I really feel that he has no desires and desires, as if he is about to become a fairy.

His eyebrows wrinkled and soon relaxed, his voice was cold and serious, and he said, "I have a desire."

Ci [-]: Almost a mouthful of old blood spewed out.

"Yu—then what is your goal?".

"no".

Ci [-]: Who can bear to choke people like this every day.

"I feel that you really don't talk much, and you always choke on my topics. It's hard for me to find something to talk to you. Don't just block me with a word, big brother."

The corner of Feng Yan's mouth curled up, "No".

With a long sigh, the tone was full of helplessness and heartache, "Fortunately, I have a strong heart."

Impression value +6% (33%)
Feng Yan wanted to laugh when he saw the helper's helpless expression, but considering that she was a girl, he just suppressed the corners of his mouth and curled it up.

"There is still one year left in the contract with WSG. When the contract period is over, if there is no accident, I will quit the circle." The voice was cold and deep with a unique timbre.

Ci Jiu said in surprise, "Are you going to quit the entertainment industry?".

"Ok".

"No, then your face is not a wave..." Looking at someone's gaze, Ci Jiu stopped his mouth in time and changed his words, "Isn't this a pity?"

"Besides, if you really withdraw, how many true fans will be hurt."

Feng Yan didn't speak.

Ci Jiu: "Then what did you think when you entered the entertainment circle?"

He was playing with his cell phone and said in an indifferent tone, "When I was young and frivolous, I wanted to come in and play, but my father wouldn't allow it. The more he refused, the more I had to do it. I didn't think much about it, so I just came in."

The corner of Ci Jiu's mouth twitched, "I thought you yearned for the lights of the entertainment industry, but it turned out that you were fighting with your father."

"almost".

"Uh... so you're not doing well now and plan to quit the circle?".

"Almost, I'm too lazy to set foot in the deep waters of the entertainment industry, and I'm tired of seeing a bunch of people pretending to be false. Thinking about it, it's still comfortable to quit the industry." Feng Yan half-closed his eyes, and his voice was lazy.

"Then what if it goes viral before your contract expires?".

"Then let's keep quiet for a while and wait until all the heat is gone before making an announcement."

Cijiu: ...When you meet such a willful artist, your fans who follow him are really pitiful.

Putting down the fork in his hand, "By the way, do you have any income during this time? You still have to pay me every month."

"No," Feng Yan said honestly, "I can still afford your salary for the time being."

"I feel like you are very poor, so I expressed a little worry online," Cijiu joked by the way, livening up the atmosphere.

"Well, I'm poor, so do you want to save me some money by resigning?" Feng Yan's expression was very serious.

He successfully stopped Cijiu from joking, "No, just pretend I didn't ask anything."

Feng Yan: "...".

[Ancestor, please answer the phone, Ancestor, please answer the phone...] There was a sound of milk ringing in the living room.

Ci Jiu took out the phone in his pocket: F
Feng Yan's first reaction when he heard the phone's ringtone: The ringtones are changed quite often. A week ago it was [Ci Boss, someone is calling], and now it's [Ancestor...] These are all weird ringtones, yes, they fit well The wonderful attribute of the little assistant.

(End of this chapter)