Prohibit exposure [entertainment]

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She walked for a while, passing by a pen and inkstone studio, thinking that her grandfather liked to practice calligraphy, she went into the store and walked around, and finally stopped in front of a simple inkstone with simple carvings and patterns.

The shopkeeper in a mandarin jacket greeted him and asked, "Boss, do you want to buy an inkstone?"

Xia Qianjin replied: "The elders in the family celebrate their birthdays and want to buy a gift. What kind of inkstone is this?"

The shopkeeper raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "The boss has good eyesight. This is an old Songkeng copying inkstone made in the [-]s. It has a beautiful name. It is called 'A Pool of Ink, Rain, Fragrance and Snow'. It just arrived today. Goods, just this one."

Xia Qianjin didn't know much about inkstones, but she just saw that this inkstone was so elegant and eye-catching, and just about to ask the price, a voice suddenly came from behind: "I want this inkstone."

She was very angry. Although she hadn't said she wanted to buy it yet, it was too much to run out and cut off her beard! But why was this voice so familiar?

Xia Qianjin, who was about to argue with someone, turned her head and was stunned for a moment. Although the person behind her was wearing a mask, she recognized those eyes, who was it not Jiang Junzhu?

Xia Qianjin's brain was running fast, the other party didn't think he was following her here, did he? Then he thought about it, and said to himself: "Hey! I have a cold and wear a mask! I don't believe you can get to know each other after only meeting twice. Me!" So he felt relieved and planned to have a good reasoning with her.

However, when the sky failed, Jiang Junzhu raised his hand and asked hesitantly, "Are you following me again?"

What Xia Qianjin wanted to say was stuck in her throat. If she said no at this time, would the other party believe it? Obviously not! She could only roll her eyes at Jiang Junzhu, and said in a high-pitched voice imitating the Shanghainese accent: " Lennon has identified the wrong person! God (sen) classics (jin) is sick (bin)! Let Lennon be good!" He quickly evacuated the scene, pretending to be angry, but in fact he fled in despair.

Jiang Junzhu originally just saw someone standing in front of the inkstone he wanted, and refused to buy it after looking at it for a long time, so he didn't have the patience to wait, so he shot directly. Unexpectedly, it was the paparazzi who had met twice before, and his heart was straight. I lament that this man is simply pervasive.

Xia Qianjin's inner drama was rampant, and she thought: "She doesn't think I'm a pervert, does she? Let's not talk about what she thinks, why should I be so cowardly?! It's not like she's really following her, so what's there to be afraid of?! That inkstone It’s very pretty, but after passing this village, there will be no such shop! How about I go back again?”

At this time, a burst of phone ringing interrupted her thoughts.

Yang Ziqi's lazy voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hi, I'm here, where are you?"

Xia Qianjin looked up and looked around, seeing unfamiliar shops and intricate stone roads, and said helplessly to the phone: "I seem to... lost my way again."

Yang Ziqi on the other end of the phone roared: "Why are you running around?! Can you clearly recognize your road-crazy attributes?! Last time we met, I just looked for you for an hour!"

Xia Qianjin took the receiver of the mobile phone a little farther away, put it back to her ear after the sound became quieter, and said obediently: "I'll send you a location, I'll wait for you~" Then she quickly hung up the phone and sent Yang Ziqi a message on WeChat. I posted my location, and took photos of the surrounding shops and sent them over.

She clearly knew that relying on her own sense of direction, it was absolutely impossible to get out of here, so it would be better to wait for Yang Ziqi to come over.

Ten minutes later, a very pure-looking, flamboyantly dressed Da Bo... Da Bo quickly walked towards Xia Qianjin wearing red sunglasses.

Xia Qianjin looked at her unrelenting pace and felt ominous.

Sure enough, Yang Ziqi's chest hit her directly, her arms strangled Xia Qianjin until she couldn't breathe.

"Haney~ I haven't seen you for a few months, I miss you so much!"

Her voice attracted the eyes of several passers-by, and the two girls holding hands cast ambiguous glances.

Xia Qianjin pinched Yang Ziqi's waist and shouted, "You want to suffocate me!" Why do you say smothering instead of strangling? Because Yang Ziqi wore high heels and was exactly a head taller than Xia Qianjin, so her chest was just right. She pressed down on her mask, making it so blocked that she couldn't breathe.

Yang Ziqi heard the voice with a strong nasal voice, and found that the other party was wearing a mask, so she asked, "Are you cold?" Seeing Xia Qianjin nodded, she immediately pushed the person in her arms away, took a step back, and said : "Then stay away from me!"

Xia Qianjin looked at the nearly 10cm heel on the opponent's foot, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Young man is so light-hearted~"

The two beautiful women who had cast ambiguous glances just now came towards them, and one of them who was a little taller greeted Yang Ziqi and said, "Manager Yang, what a coincidence."

Yang Ziqi responded in a coquettish voice: "Designer Fu Da and his girlfriend are quite leisurely and elegant!"

"Her dad's birthday is coming, let's pick out a present."

Yang Ziqi embraced Xia Qianjin's shoulders, and introduced to him: "This is my friend Xia Qianjin, a great writer."

Xia Qianjin smiled, and said in her heart, "This introduction really does save face!"

Yang Ziqi said to Xia Qianjin again: "This is my child's stylist, Fu Rusi, a well-known fashion designer in the fashion industry. The one next to her! She used to be an actress, but now she is behind the scenes. It is Ms. Fu's girlfriend Xu Zian. "Then immediately added: "My friend doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, he only knows how to watch cartoons."

Xia Qianjin said lightly: "I know, I have seen Miss Xu's award-winning work "The Psychic", it is very good."

Yang Ziqi said with a smile: "Designer Fu has a good eye~ My friend can rarely name any celebrity."

Fu Rusi rubbed Xu Zian's hair, and said dotingly: "Someone praised you!"

Xu Zian opened his bright eyes and said to Xia Qianjin: "I counted my fingers, this fellow Taoist has a unique foundation, and he must be the pillar of the country. It is a great honor to receive this praise!"

Xia Qianjin let out a "puchi" laugh, and cupped her hands cooperatively: "Little girl is so polite!"

Yang Ziqi said heartily, "These two people are quite familiar."

Fu Rusi bowed and said, "Then Zi'an and I will go shopping first."

Yang Ziqi nodded: "We went shopping too."

Xu Zian waved at them, then turned around and took Fu Rusi into a shop with many bird cages hanging.

After they left, Yang Ziqi said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to know Xu Zian, she has faded out of the screen for a long time."

Xia Qianjin said speechlessly: "What misunderstanding do you have about me...Although I have a little bit of face blindness and have no feeling for celebrities, I will watch TV series that I am interested in occasionally, okay? It's not the top of the mountain Dong people."

Yang Ziqi: "You said you're not from the top of the mountain? This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard, hahahahaha!"

Xia Qianjin: "..."

The two of them didn't have a clear goal, so they could only wander around the market and enter the store at will.

After shopping for about an hour, Yang Ziqi squatted on the ground without any image, looked at Xia Qianjin with a pale face, and said, "I can't walk anymore, if I take another step, my leg will break!"

Xia Qianjin looked at her with disgust: "Who told you to wear high heels even though you knew you were out shopping?"

Yang Ziqi: "I don't want to learn to be a lady!"

Xia Qianjin wondered: "You have someone you like? Otherwise, why do you suddenly want to be a lady?"

Yang Ziqi stood up, approached Xia Qianjin, covered her mouth lightly and said in a low voice, "Recently, I feel that the artist kid I bring always looks at me strangely. I think she might like me. I wonder if it's mine." Too much masculinity!"

Xia Qianjin: "..."

Yang Ziqi: "What expression do you have! I'm not narcissistic!"

Xia Qianjin: "Oh, I see, let's go to the next one quickly!"