Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng was chatting with someone, and she had no time to care about what Bai Niannian relied on to win people over.

Chu: There are tickets. What tickets do you want? Shall I prepare it for you?

Long Qingcheng: OK, I’ll get it from you on the weekend.

Chu: Pictures! Okay, okay, I'll check out what delicious food there is in the capital now, and let's go together.

Far away in the dressing room of City A.

Chu Xingye stood up suddenly and looked at the words on the screen in complete disbelief that Qingcheng actually came to his concert.

The chair made a screeching sound, which frightened the sleeping assistant Xu Xin to stand up from the sofa: "What, the next show!"

"This is the last one!"

Chu Xingye helplessly corrected assistant Xu Xin's words.

Xu Xin then rubbed his eyes, walked over, and patted Chu Xingye on the shoulder, "Then what did you do in surprise? You scared me to death."

She leaned against the mirror and began to arrange her clothes.

His assistant had strong hands since he was a child, and Chu Xingye himself was used to it.

"Sister Xin, prepare ten copies of each of my concert tickets."

"What!" Xu Xin was replenishing her powder at this time. When she heard Chu Xingye's words, her eyes were immediately touched. She coughed twice. What kind of monster was this young man doing again?

If you prepare ten copies each, it will cost you millions.

Go crazy.

She turned around and said, "Let me tell you, it's not easy for you to reach this position now. The red line as a singer cannot be touched."

The biggest taboo of singers is lip-synching. Another one is grass powder.

Chu Xingye immediately understood that Xu Xin had made a mistake. He was trembling with anger, "You old witch, what have you been thinking about all day? It's Yue Shao who asked me for a ticket."

Xu Xin: "..."

She is embarrassing.

Of course she knew who Yue Shao was. After all, without Yue Shao, there would be no Chu Xingye.

She scratched her head in embarrassment, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I'll prepare the tickets in a minute." In order to avoid embarrassment, Xu Xin got down to business, "The heroine in your MV There’s no one chosen yet, let’s go, uncle, let’s go take a look.”

Chu Xingye put his phone in his pocket and followed the assistant out of the dressing room.

……

The next day, Long Qingcheng asked for leave. He took a shower early in the morning and changed into black casual clothes. He was very neat and tidy. He tied up his ponytail with one hand and put his mobile phone in his pocket with the other hand before leaving the hotel. .

Her motorcycle had been undergoing maintenance in recent days, so she had to take the direct high-speed train to the capital.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the Beijing High-speed Railway Station on time.

Long Qingcheng walked out with a violin case in hand. As he walked, he took out his mobile phone to find a taxi.

On the other side of the high-speed rail station.

The driver had seen Long Qingcheng many times, and he was very surprised when he saw Long Qingcheng, "Master Jiu, it's Miss Long."

Di Yuanjue, who was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed and concentrating, opened his deep eyes and said in a cold voice: "Go over."

A low-key business car parked next to Long Qingcheng.

She was very puzzled.

The next second, the business car drove away. The man was wearing a high-end black suit, which set off his perfect figure that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

He did not wear a tie today. Instead, he unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his sexy collarbones. He put a pair of slender fingers on his legs and looked out the window with deep eyes, like a cheetah in the dark, looking for it all at once. to your own goals.

"Why are you here?" Today is obviously a day for her to go to school, so it feels wrong to be here.

Long Qingcheng did not expect to meet Di Yuanjue by such a coincidence.

She picked up the violin and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I'm going to find a friend."