[When I mentioned that I met you, she just wanted me to ask you how Tang Jiu is doing now. The captain and teammates are still confused, but there is no news on the Internet. 】

Tang Fan barely finished reading a single word, and replied with four words: Very good.

I just sent it and felt it was right, so I clicked withdraw, but there was a reply: I saw it, Mr. Jiang.

"..."

Tang Fan smashed his mobile phone into Jiang Qiao's arms, startling the musicians around him.

"What are you doing?"

"information."

Jiang Qiao looked at the screen and saw that the news had been read, and he even knew what to reply.

"You..." Jiang Qiao was so angry that he laughed, but he couldn't clean up after reading the news.

"What do you want me to say back to her? Xiaojiu..."

Jiang Qiao found it impossible to ask how Xiaojiu was doing, because then he would inevitably encounter a question, why did our band disband?

Tang Fan obviously thought about it too, his attitude was obvious, he wanted to talk, so he turned and went upstairs.

"..."

Jiang Qiao looked down at the phone screen, Chuchu already knew the answer, and said carelessly: [I will tell her that she did something wrong in the first place, and now she is turning around to make trouble.I scolded her in advance, but she told me...she loved deeply. 】

[What can I do if I have loved deeply, if I miss it, I miss it, and I still make mistakes. 】

[Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, good night!Sorry for talking so much nonsense! 】

Jiang Qiao typed the word "good night" and sent it, then pulled his hair vigorously.

So, what exactly is a retraction message?

Son of a bitch!

Use the mobile phone, read the news, and let me know what to reply!

pissed!

Jiang Qiao pinched his phone and thought for a long time, found Milk's WeChat account, just about to ask the other party, but felt that his behavior of randomly poking someone's scars was too much, so he finally endured it.

Day five of recording.

Tang Fan was in a good mood, Jiang Qiao was obsessed with creation, and the program crew was also in a gloomy mood, so they called it a day and let Jiang Qiao concentrate on creation.

Everything went well, except for Jiang Qiao's adaptation.

Day six of recording.

The "Assistant" program group stopped completely, and Yu Nan said that he could shoot more material during the object exchange, after all, Tang Fan's announcements are much richer.

Jiang Qiao had been working with the musical instrument teacher all day long, and only met Tang Fan once at noon, and went back to work after a quick lunch.

I didn't have dinner with Tang Fan, but made an appointment with several musical instrument teachers.

I haven't had a pleasant creative experience for a long time. It's exactly the same experience as working with a foreign team. Some of the charm can only be understood and conveyed in words, only compatriots understand.

Jiang Qiao paid respects to the masters of the 'Guzheng', 'Erhu' and 'Pipa' at the table. He was so happy that he had a drink with Xu at the end.

He had a good capacity for alcohol and kept it under control, but at the end of the meal, he felt a little too sober, got up to go to the bathroom, and took out his mobile phone to call Tang Fan on the way.

"Come and pick me up." This request is excessive and unreasonable, but if you drink too much, you can indulge yourself.

Finding a good reason, Jiang Qiao acted more confidently: "Let you pick me up!"

Tang Fan on the phone seemed to be smiling.

"I am here……"

Jiang Qiao only heard two words, and the phone was taken away from his hand.

The world in front of him suddenly began to spin, and his body slid down under control, but he didn't fall, and landed in the arms of a strange breath.

"You're drunk, I'll take you home, Teacher Jiang."

"you……"

There was only a slit in Jiang Qiao's eyes, and his strength dissipated quickly, and he couldn't refuse a hug that smelled a little disgusting.

I thought of a young master who drugged his favorite waiter at a birthday party.

Jiang Qiao has fallen to such a point?

Jiang Qiao's heart suddenly felt weaker than it had been for a long time.

It seems to be back to that stage again.

Understand the world, and trust the people of the world, the bad is disgusting, disgusting, and all the 'good' are sugar-coated shells, knowing when they will suddenly ignite and blow up to pieces.

Know exactly what you want, you can get it, and even dare to reach out to ask for it, because you have lost it.

Looking forward to love, looking forward to a perfect lover to spend a lifetime with myself.

So I firmly believe that as long as I am the best person, I will definitely wait for that person, wait, should wait, and give my best person, but why... I get exactly the same thing.

The white moonlight hanging high in the sky is longing and yearning.

And once it hits the ground, it is a delicious dish that everyone covets and wants to put on the table.

Xu didn't think about the consequences of doing it. Anyway, the same thing has been done countless times, and no one will do it.

Dragging Jiang Qiao completely out of strength, he asked for an upstairs room.

Standing in the elevator and waiting, seeing the numbers on it getting closer and closer, a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

Until the elevator door opened, the smile on his face froze.

I know Tang Fan, and I met someone today, but I really doubt that I saw it as a twin brother.

Tang Fan was wearing a black hoodie, and the mask covered most of his face, only his eyes were exposed, but Xu was startled even by his eyes.

Like an eagle, and even hate a little more than an eagle.

The anger in his eyes seemed substantive, which made Xu feel a chill in his neck.

Let's look at Tang Fan's hands first. If he had a knife in his hand, Xu doubted at all that he would stab him directly.

——After all, it was that fierce look.

But no.

Empty hands, nothing.

Xu calmed down miraculously, with a smile on his face.

"There is a camera in the elevator, do you dare to do it? Do you want to mess around?" Xu thought very clearly, a mess behind the scenes, the family is wrong, and there are several companies under his name.Even if the show can only show a small face as a producer, no audience knows her, and no fans, but in private, those fans who have thousands of small fresh meat and small traffic kneel down to ask for pants to train will think that she has good skills .

Laugh even harder.

"Don't you like it too? It's okay, we can-"

Like an arrow fully charged, Tang Fan punched Xu in the face, and two of his teeth flew out.

He reached out to take Jiang Qiao's body, hugged him firmly, and kicked Xu's chest hard.

The punches and kicks were so fast that Xu thought nothing but pain in his mind.

Tang Fan carried Jiang Qiao downstairs and called Qin Yu after getting in the car.

"I beat Xu."

Recently, Tang Fan had been in contact with Xu, so Qin Yu explained it in advance. Hearing the matter, he was not too nervous, just a kind of worry or emotion.

"It can be settled."

Tang Fan said sincerely, "Thank you."

Qin Zong thought he was being bullied, so he asked him to rest well and not think too much.

Right now, both of their identities are suitable to go directly to the hospital, so Tang Fan had no choice but to use Jiang Qiao's cell phone to call Jing Han and ask the family doctor to come over.

"Which one of you is injured?" Jing Han had just finished asking a question, and he figured it out. If something happened to Tang Fan, he would contact him, and it must be solved secretly.

"What happened to Jiang Qiao?"

Tang Fan succinctly explained the matter in two sentences, and Jing Han almost jumped up in anger.

"Mom, you really eat the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. Fuck, I let you see the suffering in the world, and you really know how to cherish life, right?"

Tang Fan is most worried about how to deal with the follow-up matters, and he is only worried about Jiang Qiao's current situation.

When we got home, Jing Han and the doctor were there.

First, a simple examination was done downstairs. The doctor confirmed that Jiang Qiao had just fallen into a temporary coma, and he had to go to the hospital. Tang Fan took him upstairs, and the doctor went upstairs with us.

Jing Han made several phone calls, and every time he scolded Xu, the grandson of a turtle, and then sent someone to deal with it.

In the end, I discussed with Yunan that Jiang Qiao had to set up a company, and he had nothing to rely on. Outsiders really thought it was easy to bully.

I haven't done any work for a few years, but every project is a big project, and I don't make much money. Jing Han used it to invest and doubled it. It is enough to set up a company.

Yu Nan just said: "Look at me, I'm sure I'm just coming back for a trip, or I want to take root thoroughly."

Jing Han looked at the closed door upstairs.

"I think it's up to the decision."

Yu Nan hummed perfunctorily, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Qiao woke up at four in the morning.

Tang Fan helped him up, asked about his thirst and hunger, and felt uncomfortable.

Jiang Qiao first looked around the room, and then slowly looked towards him, with helpless and compromising eyes.

If you have these dreams many times, you will know that it is possible to happen, but you always hold back to believe it, go along with the daydream 'plot', and even hope that it will last longer.

Jiang Qiao's fingers landed on the outside of the quilt and got knotted, entangled, a little comfortable, and felt like vomiting.

Tang Fan helped him to go to the bathroom, Jiang Qiao didn't vomit, probably because he felt that this action was too ugly and ugly, so he suppressed the uncomfortable feeling.

First look at the person in front of you, it's the same as before.

Thinking about it, since returning to China, I met Tang Fan now.

He raised his hand and hooked the man's neck.

"do it."

Tang Fan only lost his mind for a short while, and quickly pulled down his arm: "You drink too much, don't make trouble, and spit me all over half of it, then I'm afraid I'll be hard for the rest of my life."

"..." I really deserve a beating.

Jiang Qiao had no choice but to retract his arm, thinking of a second request.

"I want to eat crayfish, I want to add potatoes and lotus root slices, and finally I have lobster noodles."

Tang Fan was sure he could vomit, so he bent down and picked him up.

"Don't think about it, no."

Jiang Qiao got angry immediately, and twisted the flesh on Tang Fan's arm with his fingers.

"How obedient you are today, you were very obedient before."

"Oh?" Tang Fan's positioning is very accurate, most of the time he should be too obedient.

Pressing Jiang Qiao on the bed, he asked, "Why am I so obedient?"

Jiang Qiao finally controlled his temper, and yelled loudly: "Can I still be the master in my dream? If you come to my dream and be an NPC, can you be more honest?"

Tang Fan watched Jiang Qiao's expression, from anger to pain, and finally to numbness. Two lines of colorless liquid flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

The expression is very indifferent, so indifferent that people feel that they are tears, like something foreign that has nothing to do with me.

Tang Fan's heart was held tightly by Jiang Qiao, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.

"Jiang Qiao, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qiao looked at an obedient 'NPC' in the dream, nails digging into the flesh, the pain would wake up bit by bit, and he knew how long it took him to accept the fact, the fact that he dreamed of.

"Is it a dream?"

Blinking eyes, two more tears rolled down.

When it landed on the back of Tang Fan's hand, it was hot and burned his heart, but the person in his eyes smiled.

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