Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

Chu Qian was sweating profusely. After throwing the basketball to Luo Fei, he picked up the mineral water on the ground and drank it.

The abdominal muscles that were unintentionally exposed when looking up to drink water are beautiful and clear, which is enough to amaze Luo Fei.Luo Fei laughed and wanted to touch it, but Chu Qian stared at him severely.

"Hey, Boss Chu, are you still going to see Director Zhou?" Luo Fei shook his head regretfully without touching his abdominal muscles, and before he could say a few words, he began to talk about the recent script: "Director Zhou made a special trip to Beijing You are invited to join the group."

As soon as Director Zhou was mentioned, the atmosphere on the basketball court became tense. Chu Qian tightened the bottle cap, threw him across, and complained: "Sister Siwen is not here to talk, you are down."

He Siwen is Chu Qian's manager. Recently, Chu Qian has been busy preparing for a new drama, but Chu Qian has chosen very well. Director Zhou even came to deliver the script in person. catch.He Siwen didn't think the script was bad, and she couldn't bear the nagging for a few days, so she asked Luo Fei to speak for her.

"Director Zhou's play is not bad, it can hit the box office and word-of-mouth." Luo Fei didn't understand what Chu Qian was picking up, and frowned: "You said that there are not many emotional dramas, but the heroine is named by the management personally. Can there be no emotional drama."

"That's why I won't answer it." Chu Qian smiled jokingly, his eyes darted around the camera hanging on Luo Fei's chest, he squinted his eyes, and said displeasedly: "You waited so long outside the basketball court just to take pictures? "

Luo Fei's careful thought was exposed, he was slightly embarrassed, and said in a hey voice: "Isn't this going to take pictures of your daily Weibo posts?"

Chu Qian's Weibo has always been occupied by advertisements, and fans are waiting in the comment area every day, but Chu Qian has no intention of comforting the fans at all, it is outrageously cold.

Of course, even though Luo Fei disliked his non-business behavior many times in a row, he didn't care about this guy at all, and his attitude was so tough that even sister Siwen, the agent, couldn't control it.There was no other way, so I had to call on Luo Fei, Chu Qian's big buddy who has been playing with his crotch pants since he opened his pants. He usually took the opportunity to take a few daily photos, and the studio can also be open for business.

When it comes to the daily shooting, Luo Fei has no time to talk about Director Zhou, holding the camera in his hand, he began to choose photos with relish.

"I took a few photos of you showing your abs, so you have to keep them well." Luo Fei raised his eyebrows at Chu Qian with great interest, looking mean.

Chu Qian glanced at him coldly: "Deleted."

"Don't, don't, don't." Luo Fei swiftly avoided his claws, took two steps back and began to look at the photos, and muttered meanly: "I've been working out well recently, and I'll ask for some magazine covers someday to show off my figure. "

"Go away." Chu Qian was speechless, picked up the basketball and packed it, ready to go back.

But as soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by Luo Fei, who screamed: "Wait, I have something else to do."

Something happened but he didn't say it, and looked down at the photos in the camera, Chu Qian looked impatient, watching Luo Fei's fingers repeatedly picking and pulling the photos, as if confirming something, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Can't I go back and look at it? "

"No, you wait." Luo Fei frowned, carefully zooming in on a certain photo.

In the photo, Chu Qian is holding a basketball in both hands, standing on tiptoe. The photo just freezes on his jumping movement. His abdominal line is firm and powerful, and his jumping body is full of tension like an arrow.And Luo Fei swiped his two fingers, looked over Chu Qian, and slowly saw the figure outside the basketball court clearly.

The tall boy in a white shirt and jeans was sitting upright on a wooden chair, holding his cheeks in his hands, watching the court intently.

It seems to be Fang Wuqiu, the little anchor who has been in contact with WeChat for a long time and has not responded.

Luo Fei opened his eyes wide in surprise, raised his eyes, looked at Chu Qian with a dark face, and then looked at the wooden chair under the evergreen tree opposite the basketball court. There was no one there.

As if in a daze, he suddenly remembered the rumors when Fang Wuqiu was hacked on Weibo.

"My friend is Xiong Miaomiao's staff. It seems to be rumored that Fang Wuqiu admires the president of WARM Entertainment, that is, Chu Qian, and that's why he wants to terminate the contract with Xiong Miaomiao."

"Damn it, it's awesome, is this job-hopping for love?"

After rumors spread to a certain extent, they will gradually plant seeds waiting to germinate in people's hearts.Looking at Fang Wuqiu's concentrated expression in the photo, Luo Fei naturally had a preconception.

The little anchor has already graduated, why come to the academy?

It's okay to come, but he is still staring at Chu Qian playing basketball. Seeing that serious appearance, the answer is self-evident.

Shuai Chuqian has a bad temper, but at least he is a film star, and he is a household name. It is impossible for the young anchor not to know him... This relationship is just chasing after him to relieve his lovesickness.The more Luo Fei thought about it, the more he felt the right answer. He opened his mouth wide and nodded with a sudden realization.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.

Chu Qian waited for a long time without seeing Luo Fei speak, and saw the strange changes in the expression on his face, especially the smile, which was very creepy, and he felt helpless: "Luo Fei, you just stay here, I will first gone."

After Chu Qian left the basketball court without saying a word, he passed him.

"Hey, let's go together." Luo Fei came back to his senses, installed the camera, and hurried to catch up with Chu Qian.

Chu Qian parked the car outside the basketball court, and the two got in the car. Luo Fei sat in the co-pilot and rubbed his chin to think about it, then tentatively opened the opera aria stored in his mobile phone, and released a voice: "On one side is the wall next door. Mottled, one side is the pile of weeds in front of the court, whoever sees my face, whoever listens to my words. The spring rain falls three-pointed, and the poor shade house has all kinds of spring..."

The clear voice, the deliberately slow rhythm, babbling and babbling sounded in the Maybach.

The articulation is very soft, and each elongated word seems to flow in a clear pond, circling around in circles of ripples, lingering and melodious.

Chu Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, moved his ears, and tilted his head to see Luo Fei leaning on the seat with a fluttering heart.The words he wanted to ask suddenly choked in his throat, and his face was speechless.

At this time, Luo Fei said enthusiastically: "Boss Chu, what do you think of this song? Does it sound good?"

"who sang this?"

"Fang Wuqiu!"

Chu Qian felt that the name was very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that it was the anchor Xiong Miaomiao who heard Luo Fei complain about it last time.Just as he thought of the name, Luo Fei added meanly: "Hey hey, it's that little anchor who is rumored to admire you."

Chu Qian consciously ignored this sentence, the corners of his mouth raised, and he laughed jokingly: "Don't you hate him?"

"That was before." Luo Feiquan showed no embarrassment, raised his lips, and said triumphantly: "Since I discovered this treasure anchor, I have been squatting in his live broadcast room every day, tsk, singing is professional, and his figure is even more amazing .I don’t look at the eye-catching ones, so why don’t I go and see some hot-eyed ones.”

Chu Qian smiled lightly: "I didn't say you shouldn't watch it."

Luo Fei raised his eyebrows and drooped his eyes. Seeing that the expression on Chu Qian's face was okay, he rubbed his hands and began to comfort him: "Well, Boss Chu, although your criteria for choosing a mate has now become sexy, our Qiuqiu singing is very good, you There is nothing wrong with listening to it."

"Our Qiuqiu?" Chu Qian couldn't help but laugh: "Are you really a fan?"

Luo Fei emphasized: "He is really powerful."

"Okay, I know he's great." Chu Qian had nothing to say.

Luo Fei added more strength to Amway: "Then do you want to watch the live broadcast? He is very diligent now and broadcasts live almost every day. Moreover, it is not the live broadcast room with his arms and legs exposed as you imagined. It is very clean and pure."

The Maybach was driving on the inner ring road in Beijing, and Chu Qian drove directly to the company. On the way, Sister Siwen sent him several messages urging him, but Chu Qian was upset when he thought about Director Zhou, and didn't bother to click on it.

Luo Fei was still chattering in his ears, Chu Qian was disturbed by his crazy Amway appearance, and his voice was cold: "Luo Fei, I refuse Amway, don't say it."

Luo Fei hugged his head tiredly: "Okay."

The little anchor misses her brother all the time, but Luo Hua is so intentional and ruthless that she has no way of matching her up.Luo Fei thought he could be the old man of the month, but now he can't.

He felt itchy in his heart, looked up at the roof of the car, and sighed: "My little anchor, gentle and cute."

Chu Qian, who was driving seriously, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head helplessly, the corners of his mouth curled up, thinking of that tall and slender boy.

Gentle and cute, shouldn't it be him?

Who could be as cute as him?

The Maybach slowly stopped downstairs at WARM Entertainment. As soon as Chu Qian got out of the car, he saw the aggressive Sister Siwen head-on.

"I'll go to grandpa's for dinner later, sister Siwen calm down."

"I tm calm down with a hammer!"

Professor Lin's classroom at the Beijing Academy of Drama.

Two seconds after the get out of class bell rang, half of the students flooded out of the classroom.Fang Wuqiu was still sitting upright packing his backpack, and Tong Shanfu next to him was saying goodbye to his friend.

"I'll take Qiuqiu to the office to find Professor Lin first, and we'll go to the library together later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the dormitory."

After her friend left the classroom, Tong Shanfu patted her chest around Fang Wuqiu and muttered, "I was really scared in class just now. Professor Lin's class is easy, but he is usually serious, and almost got deducted points."

Fang Wuqiu was sorry: "It was all my carelessness."

"It's okay, it's okay." Tong Shanfu waved her hand, "Then let's go to the office."

The professor's office is a little far from the teaching building, and they have to cross a small forest and a pond in between. The two talked and walked to the office. On the way, they met several classmates who were familiar with Tong Shanfu, and they blushed and asked for Fang Wuqiu's contact information.

Fang Wuqiu politely refused, and at the end, Tong Shanfu couldn't help teasing him: "My family Qiuqiu is really good, and she won the little girl's heart away just after coming to school."

"Coral..." Fang Wuqiu pursed her lips, embarrassed.

The more Tong Shanfu watched, the more she liked the little anchor, and she always liked to tease him, which made Fang Wuqiu blush three or four times along the way.

Talking and laughing, the two soon arrived at Professor Lin's office.

"Professor Lin, I'm here." Fang Wuqiu opened his eyes wide in surprise as soon as he entered, and looked at the person sitting at the desk next to Professor Lin, a little confused: "Grandpa Chu, are you here too?"

Seeing this, Professor Lin explained: "This is also a professor of the college, hey, Professor Chu, do you know him?"

Mr. Chu showed a warm smile, nodded, and said to Professor Lin, "It's my little friend."

Fang Wuqiu, known as Xiaoyou, was decisively shy.