Fake Master Raiders Guide

For Sister Liu, today is the happiest day in her career.

She had envisioned countless times the scene after Huo Lianshan was on fire, and she became a gold broker, reached the pinnacle of her life, and slapped those villains wildly, but she didn't expect that everything would happen so quickly and be caught off guard.

The ups and downs in the entertainment industry are really hard to tell. Yesterday was a top-notch star, and today it might fall and the monkeys are scattered. Yesterday, I was an unknown little guy, and today it has become a new era and new traffic. Even after several years of ups and downs in the industry, Sister Liu still feels palpitations.

Big waves are approaching, whether the ship capsizes and sinks into the sea or takes advantage of the momentum to fly to the sky, it all depends on the word "luck".

Such a big gift really fell on her head.

Sister Liu didn't close her mouth all night, she walked around happily, and dragged Huo Lianshan, who had just finished recording the solo extras, to the direction of the dormitory.

The more she looked at Huo Lianshan now, the more she liked him, so she almost confessed to Huo Lianshan like a treasure. What is it to send Huo Lianshan back to the dormitory?She wished she could live next door to Huo Lianshan, of course, that's what she thought, there was no room for her in the dormitory building.

During the competition, all the trainees participating in the competition live in a special dormitory, eat and sleep together, and use material anytime and anywhere, which is convenient for backstage clipping.

"I'll go back to the dormitory in a while, so be careful with your words and deeds." Sister Liu told him carefully: "There are cameras in the dormitory. If you suddenly explode, there must be many people staring at you. Don't leave black spots."

When she told these things, she also felt that she had said too much, what does Huo Lianshan not understand?But she just couldn't help talking more, as if the more she talked, the more Huo Lianshan could listen to it.

But in fact, on the way out of the recording studio, Huo Lianshan didn't say a word. When Sister Liu was talking about those big principles, she suddenly turned her head and saw Huo Lianshan following behind her half a meter away.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the sky in the distance was completely dark. For the convenience of speaking, Sister Liu called Huo Lianshan out of the building. At that time, they were walking downstairs in the dormitory. There are many stars, but the light is not very obvious. Half of Huo Lianshan's face is hidden in the darkness, and the half of face facing the light is so calm that it is almost indifferent, and there is no sign of happiness.

Sister Liu's heart skipped a beat, and she called him in a low voice, "Huo Lianshan?"

Huo Lianshan looked up.

He has handsome eyebrows and a cold expression. Although he is not very old, he always has a reassuring and calm aura. This should be a reassuring quality, but Sister Liu feels a little nervous when she looks at it. .

When he was so happy, why couldn't Huo Lianshan look happy at all?

"I know, Sister Liu, don't worry." At this time Huo Lianshan spoke, and Sister Liu was stunned for two seconds before she realized that what Huo Lianshan replied was what she had just told her.

"That's good." Sister Liu suppressed the weird emotions, but she stopped nagging, and just told Huo Lianshan to go back early.

Huo Lianshan nodded, and walked into the dormitory building without looking back, walking directly back to his dormitory.

When arranging the dormitories, they were arranged according to their rankings. The people in the dormitory with Huo Lianshan were all from Group A. There were ten people in a dormitory. As soon as Huo Lianshan opened the door, he heard a commotion inside.

They are all seventeen or eighteen years old, so there must be a lot of topics to talk about when they get together, but when Huo Lianshan pushed the door in, he obviously felt that the dormitory was quiet for a moment.

A few trainees who knew their faces and called their names but were not familiar with them were playing around, and some were reciting lyrics. When Huo Lianshan came in, several people smiled at Huo Lianshan at the same time, and someone pointed to Huo Lianshan's bed and said: " For you."

Huo Lianshan nodded and thanked each other, then sat on his own bed.

If it was normal, Huo Lianshan would still be thinking about chatting with them and establishing a "friendly" image in front of the camera, but Huo Lianshan is too tired now, and when he fell on the bed, he felt like he had just fished out of a cold lake in winter. He seemed to come out, his limbs and bones were cold and tired, and he didn't even want to move his tongue.

He fell on the bed with a hard pillow on the back of his head, and his fingers involuntarily reached for the phone in his pocket, but he didn't take it out.

They were not allowed to play with their mobile phones during the shooting. Huo Lianshan took the time to play with his mobile phone in the lounge before. Now that there is a camera, Huo Lianshan doesn't want to take it out.

He leaned on the pillow, changed his position at will, and his breathing gradually sank.

But he couldn't sleep.

Looking at the bed board above his head, he felt that his body was as heavy as a boulder sinking into the water, and his soul was floating in the air, with nowhere to go.

He knows that he should sleep well now, and face tomorrow's recording with full energy. The game lasts for a month, and he has to maintain his state, but the more he thinks about it, the more he can't sleep. In this night, drunk and sober On the edge of life, repeated self-torture.

People are often lost and sad because of various problems in life, but the wheel of time never waits for people to adjust their emotions. a new day.

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The next morning, Chu Qingque got up with two dark circles under her eyes.

When he got scared, he looked too haggard, which startled the nanny, and hurried over to touch his forehead, for fear that Chu Qingque would get sick.

"It's not good to study too hard." The nanny didn't know the thoughts of Chu Qingque's young boys who thrived in the rainy season, and thought that Chu Qingque was studying, so distressed, she poured a glass of milk for Chu Qingque .

Chu Qingque couldn't even drink a cup, so she took a few sips and stuffed some breakfast, then hurriedly stood up and said that she was going to school.

The nanny hurried to call the driver, and after a lot of trouble, Chu Qingque finally came out of the house.

It is already late May, the morning sun is lazily hiding behind the clouds, the early birds are chirping and jumping on the branches, and Chu Qingque goes out sleepily, lying on the car window to watch the scenery outside.

There is actually nothing to see outside, but the picture of trees and trees receding in sight is more beautiful than the boring car interior decoration, and the wind blowing is also considered comfortable, so he often tilts his head and leans against the window.

The driver stepped on the accelerator slowly, and took a road with fewer people and more scenery, and arrived at the gate of the school in ten minutes.

It's just that when the driver stopped the car, he found that Chu Qingque in the back seat didn't move at all. The driver turned around in surprise, and saw Chu Qingque lying on the window in a daze.

Those beautiful round eyes seemed to be looking at the scenery outside, but they didn't even know that the car had stopped, probably their thoughts had already flown to the sky.

"Master?" The driver called softly, "It's time to go to school."

Chu Qingque didn't move.

The driver had no choice but to get out of the car, walked to the back door, and opened the door with his own hands. When he opened the door, Chu Qingque's face was leaning against the door. When the door he was leaning on opened, he raised his head and looked over in bewilderment and surprise.

"Master, we are here."

Chu Qingque was startled, and then came back to his senses, looked up and saw that he had already arrived at the school, he hurriedly got up from the back seat, picked up his schoolbag and rushed into the school.

The school Chu Qingque is studying at is an aristocratic school called "Maosheng" College. It occupies a huge area. It has a gymnasium, a swimming pool, a library and a library. The grades range from elementary school to high school. The elementary school is called Maosheng Elementary School, and the high school is called Maosheng High School. , students can directly study in this school for more than ten years after enrollment, and then graduate from high school to take the exam.

Because I have studied in the same school for many years, and I belong to the circle of wealthy families, so everyone in the school is very familiar with everyone. The elementary school students know the junior high school students, and the junior high school students also fall in love with the high school students. The high school students also have elementary school students. younger siblings, so there are familiar faces everywhere.

When Chu Qingque ran into the door, he saw his classmates walking in together from a distance, and the other party also saw him, standing in groups of three or four at the door, playing around and waiting for him, as soon as Chu Qingque ran, the crowd flocked Come here, wrap him and walk inside.

Chu Qingque has a good personality and good looks. Although his family is the richest, he never bullies others, and his friends will help with small favors, so he has a good relationship with anyone, and many people can talk to him .

Chu Qingque walked among the crowd, still feeling a little overwhelmed.

Although his people are here, the three souls and seven souls seem to be missing two souls, and they are always in a daze at certain times, walking like a walking dead, always bumping into the shoulders of the students next to them, fortunately, they don't care .

The classmate next to him was talking, and the high-pitched boyish voice spread out in the cool morning air. Chu Qingque couldn't get up to do anything, and followed behind the crowd lazily. When someone talked to him, he barely got up to respond.

It is only 10 minutes away from the school gate to the teaching building, and when Chu Qingque sits on the desk and chair, spreads out the book, and looks at the long-lost pages, she feels that the days are like years.

Thinking of the sleepless night last night, Chu Qingque sighed softly, and said that he thought he would feel better after leaving the quiet and cramped bedroom, and arriving at school with a different environment, but when he was among the crowd, I didn't feel any good about myself.

In the early morning of the school, there is morning reading. The school committee holds up the Chinese books and starts up. The students below follow suit. Those who are willing to read follow along, and those who don’t want to read take out the bread they brought and eat early. Some people lowered their heads and chatted, and some secretly read novels. In short, each class has its own differences, and no one will delay anyone.

Chu Qingque was staring at the page in front of him in a daze.

He didn’t seem to recognize these words. He held a pen in his hand and wrote and drew on the book at will. While writing, he suddenly saw the deskmate next to him leaning over and staring at his book for a while. Then read: "Chitade?"

Chu Qingque shuddered alive. Under the scorching sun in May, he broke out in a cold sweat. With a pale face, he turned his head to look at his tablemate, and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "What did you say?"

"Tits." The deskmate seemed to think his reaction was funny, and nodded his chin at his book: "You wrote it yourself."

Chu Qingque looked down, and suddenly saw two words written squarely on the page of his book.

tit.

The deskmate was just talking casually, but after he finished speaking, he found that Chu Qingque was stupefied again, staring at the notebook, as if he had seen a ghost in the dick, seeing that his expression was wrong, the deskmate thought about it secretly, tentatively Ask him, "What's wrong with the tit, what are you thinking?"

When Chu Qingque was asked such a question, she first murmured "I don't know what to do" with her eyes absent-minded, and then suddenly came back to her senses, and pushed her deskmate away a little annoyed: "What are you asking?" .”

The tablemate was overjoyed: "You're almost putting it all on your face, why do you blame me for asking?"

Saying that, the deskmate leaned over again, winked and asked, "Is there a female classmate who confessed to you?"

He just finished asking, and felt that there was no need to wait for Chu Qingque to answer.

Because as soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qingque's face flushed immediately, Chu Qingque's face turned pale, and the whole face turned red, from cheek to earlobe, it was so red that it was about to bleed.

The deskmate immediately understood, he moved the stool to sit a little over Chu Qingque's side, lowered his voice, and asked slyly: "Who is this, is this from our class? Do you like it?"

Chu Qingque is good-looking and has a good personality. In fact, he is quite attractive to girls, but he is obviously not yet enlightened. Apart from studying, he plays basketball every day. His only hobby is watching live games and showing his favor to girls overtly and secretly. He didn't even notice it. After a long time, no one wasted time on him.

I don't know that the little girl can pry Chu Qingque's heart.

"No, I don't like it." Chu Qingque refused just now, but seemed to be a little bit unbearable, her face puffed up slightly, and after a while, she replied softly: "I don't know either."

He never thought about it that way.

It was the first time for him to be confessed by someone, so it was inevitable that his heart would be a little swollen. A young man's heart is made of feathers, and he would fly away if he was gently picked up, but the one who confessed to him was Huo Lianshan.

If he knew Huo Lianshan innocently, then he could still treat others with a correct attitude. If he likes it, he can think about it, and if he doesn't like it, he can decline it. He felt a pain in his head when he hadn't said anything so far, and he couldn't think about it at all.

He couldn't "get out of touch" with Huo Lianshan, and he didn't tell Huo Lianshan about his mother's affairs, but when he thought about these things, Chu Qingque's mind came back to Huo Lianshan holding him down and saying "sing to him." I'll listen to you" face.

The cutting continued and the chaos continued, Chu Qingque wished to bump herself to death.

Just at this moment, the phone trembled, and Chu Qingque took it out of her pocket, and Jiang Luo's name was impressively reflected on the screen. Because it was WeChat, the rest of the words were hidden behind the screen, and the complete words could not be seen without clicking on it.

Chu Qingque scratched her ears and cheeks for a while, and finally bit the bullet and nodded.

As soon as he opened it, he saw Jiang Luo asking him if he wanted to go to Wen Li's house to pick up comic books in the afternoon, saying that Wen Li had bought a batch of the latest good ones, the quality and the price were first come, first served, guaranteed that people would never forget it after reading it .

Chu Qingque racked his brains to find a reason to refuse. After he refused, he didn't even dare to look at the phone, and hurriedly stuffed the phone into the table, as if he was afraid of seeing what the other party said again.

He had just put his phone away when he suddenly heard a few girls behind him calling out in a low voice: "Oh my god, look at the trending searches, yesterday's fairy brother was picked up for black material!"

"Brother fairy?"

"Just the one who sang tits last night!"

Chu Qingque's attention was suddenly drawn by the people behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw two girls in the back seat mumbling and talking, he just wanted to ask "what's wrong with the tit singing one", The class bell rang suddenly.

The teacher stepped on the door and walked in from the door. With a stack of test papers in his hand, he threw it on the podium, and was the first to call Chu Qingque's name.

"Chu Qingque!"

Chu Qingque shuddered and stood up in a "crack".

The teacher who came was a physics teacher, and she was also a bad-tempered little old lady. Chu Qingque used to be her class representative because of her good grades, so she had very high demands on Chu Qingque. Qingque knew it must be because he failed the exam this time.

As soon as he stood up, he was scolded and scolded, and then he was taken out by the teacher and punished to stand. There were three other students who went out with him, all of whom did not perform very well.

There are more boys than girls in their science classes. Although the girls can't always be at the top of the class, they perform very steadily and rarely make mistakes, so none of them come out, and all the girls standing in one corridor are boys.

Chu Qingque has been anxious since he left the classroom door, and turned around anxiously. He was halfway through the question just now, but he hasn't heard a reply yet, and he doesn't know what happened to Huo Lianshan. His mobile phone is still locked. In the table hall, I don't know how to contact.

Just at this time, the class started inside. The students outside the corridor gathered in twos and threes to talk, but they were more comfortable than in the classroom. There were two students who directly met in the toilet. They said it was the toilet, but I am afraid they will find a reason to get into the basketball court after going there. On, Guang Zheng skipped a class.

After two walks, there was only another one left in the corridor. Chu Qingque looked at the other party in embarrassment, gritted her teeth, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Well, classmate, did you bring your mobile phone?"

The other party blinked, and seemed to have no response.

Chu Qingque was also a little embarrassed - as I said before, their school covers from elementary school to high school, so almost all the students in the same grade know each other, but there are also some who transfer from school halfway.

Generally, there are only two kinds of people who transfer from school like this halfway. One is from a wealthy family like them. The seedlings of the school, after all, they are a bunch of rich second-generation students who are not good at studying too much, and the rate of admission to higher education cannot increase, at least they have to engage in a few particularly top-notch people to save face.

This classmate is the latter. He will be taking the college entrance examination next month. He just transferred here last month. He doesn't quite remember what his name is, Chu Qingque.

"Yes." It took several seconds for the classmate to react slowly. He took out a slightly worn-out yellow smartphone from his pocket: "Do you want to make a call?"

I don’t know how long this phone has been used, and the screen is not looking good. Chu Qingque opened it after thanking him. He didn’t even have WeChat. Bo, then Baidu to enter.

As soon as she entered Weibo, Chu Qingque saw a few large characters in bold, bold and red - Explosive!Brother Immortal is actually a nightclub hangout, kissing passionately with her boyfriend in the audience!

The accompanying picture is a screenshot of Huo Lianshan singing last night.

Chu Qingque glanced over, her eyes hurt from the word "boyfriend", and her heart shrank suddenly.

boyfriend?

Did Huo Lianshan have a boyfriend before?

If he just felt that his heart was blocked before, he was put in a vacuum environment, and he couldn't breathe, then now his heart is being pinched, pinched, and burned, which made him unable to react for a while. Come on, just stare blankly.

Until the person next to him asked softly: "Have you finished watching?"

Only then did Chu Qingque come to his senses, and while he said "sorry", he hurriedly browsed through the entire Weibo.

The one who broke the news was a small Internet celebrity who was also said to be a nightclub cafe. He spent 360 days in the bar [-] days a year, claiming to have photographed it accidentally.

To put it simply, it was a video recording of Huo Lianshan's full face. He was sitting with a man on a booth in a bar.

Huo Lianshan didn't hide or evade, and sat upright.

Chu Qingque was heartbroken watching it, and then checked the comments. Some people in the comments scolded the marketing account for being malicious and rhythmic, saying that there was no kiss at all in the video, and some people were picking up the identity of the man. Some people broke the news that Huo Lianshan was Those who sing on stage in a gay bar can say everything, true and false, and you can't read it all at a glance.

Chu Qingque grudgingly cheered up, replied "I'm done reading, thank you", then returned the phone to the other party, staring at the tiles under her feet in a daze.

Before he saw the phone, he turned around in a hurry, as if he couldn't wait to finish class immediately. After reading the news, he felt uncomfortable again, and his head was full of the picture just now.

Did Huo Lianshan have a boyfriend before?

Chu Qingque felt as if a big stone had been stuffed into his chest. The edges and corners of the stone were pressing on his internal organs, making him speechless. He took out his mobile phone from the seat to look at it.

Not a single message on the phone.

Jiang Luo didn't send him any more messages. He clicked on Weibo to check it out. There was still a lot of chatter on Weibo, and the trending searches were rising rapidly. Huo Lianshan's black material seemed to be exposed overnight, and there was even a person Chu Qingque glanced at the home address and Huo Lianshan's family situation, and felt that some of the rumors were true and some were false, but it was precisely because of the mixed truth that most people believed it.

Of course, Shuang Chen also counterattacked immediately, all kinds of navies mixed together, and a Weibo was full of noise.

Chu Qingque clicked on Huo Lianshan's WeChat this time, but Huo Lianshan ignored him at all and didn't give him any news. He thought about it, Huo Lianshan should still be participating in the competition now.

He took a deep breath, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and forced himself to put the phone back on the table, not wanting to look at it any more.

After class in the morning, Chu Qingque's cell phone still didn't receive any message, even if the Internet was blown up, Huo Lianshan didn't send him a text message to explain.

At first, Chu Qingque's chest felt congested and unhappy, but when school was over at noon, she became angry.

She also said to sing for him, but it turned out that the incident was so big that she didn't even give an explanation, and she didn't take the initiative to tell him what happened to her former boyfriend, even Wen Li and Jiang Luo didn't tell him.

Chu Qingque wanted to ask Jiang Luo, but felt that she couldn't ask.

He suddenly had a strange sense of self-esteem. Before, he just didn't dare to contact Huo Lianshan, he didn't dare to look at Huo Lianshan, but now he felt that as long as he contacted Huo Lianshan, it would be like losing an inexplicable game, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Just don't touch the phone.

This state lasted until after school at noon. Chu Qingque left the school and climbed into her car. While driving, the driver said to him, "Young Master, are you in a bad mood today?"

Chu Qingque didn't want to talk, she shook her head silently, just huddled in the back seat and turned on the phone for countless times, but still no one contacted him.

Chu Qingque took a deep breath and began to browse Weibo.

Weibo has already exploded. After a morning of fermentation, Huo Lianshan's fans have already scolded all the marketing accounts so that they can't hold their heads up.

"Yygq here again? My brother has only been popular for a day, so who can't sit still!"

"Your mother and I still sit together and hug each other every day, so am I your father?"

"What does it mean to be gay? To criticize someone's sexual orientation? Wake up, my friend, the Qing Dynasty is dead!"

"You live next to a stinky ditch, you're too fucking wide!"

Chu Qingque clicked her tongue slightly as she watched, thinking that Huo Lianshan had so many fans in just one night.

In addition to the strong fighting power of the fans, there is also Shuangchen's statement. Sister Liu clarified it immediately and directly showed the lawyer's letter, so many marketing accounts were afraid and did not continue to forward it.

He swiped Weibo all the way without knowing it, and when the driver stopped, Chu Qingque finally came to his senses.

It seems that Huo Lianshan's current situation is not bad. Although this scandal has affected Huo Lianshan to a certain extent, it is not fatal.

Thinking about it, Chu Qingque felt a little sleepy, put away her phone unhappy, got out of the car, and went home for dinner.

His mood has become a little weird now, obviously Huo Lianshan is fine, he should be happy, but he can't be happy, his mind is full of a few seconds of moving pictures of Huo Lianshan and that person, and occasionally he will think of the tits last night.

tits, tits.

Chu Qingque let out an irritable "Ah", grabbed a handful of hair, and returned to his bed after eating, nestled on his bed, and continued to browse Weibo with an inexplicable mood on the bed.

Obviously he could contact me at any time, but he just didn't want to contact him, so he kept digging for details on Weibo and repeatedly searched for Huo Lianshan's news.

As a result, he just searched out a little bit, when a new video suddenly popped up on Weibo.

It was Huo Lianshan who was thrown by the audience during the performance, and an iron thermos bottle he carried with him was thrown on the head, and the performance was interrupted.

The video is only a few seconds long, and there are still lights on the stage flickering, so nothing can be seen specifically. Chu Qingque was lying under the covers at the time, and when she saw the news, she sat up immediately, shocked and watch it on repeat.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

Is Huo Lianshan injured?

If the vacuum flask is thrown like that, it will hurt if it hits the head.

He just thought of this, when someone knocked on the door suddenly, Chu Qingque unconsciously said "Come in", the nanny outside the door came in with a smile, and said loudly: "Mr. If you have time, go to your wife's house for dinner."

Chu Qingque was originally wandering, and was startled when she heard "Sir", and then startled again when she heard "Mrs". After a few seconds, she asked, "What else did Dad say?"

"Sir, today is your second aunt's birthday, and he can't come back from abroad, so he asked you to come over to have a lively time." The nanny replied, "Have a reunion dinner."

Chu Qingque felt relieved and remembered.

His second aunt's birthday was indeed in late May.

Father Chu has a very close relationship with the Zhou family. In the past, if he was in City B during the holidays, he would come to give gifts and have dinner with the Zhou family. Even after Mother Chu passed away, the relationship between the two families was still very warm.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Qingque had always believed in the harmonious relationship between his parents before, but now looking back, he felt that he had thought too little.

"Go." Chu Qingque reluctantly pulled out her mind from Huo Lianshan's matter, scratched her chin, and said, "Have you prepared a gift?"

"It's ready." The nanny handed over a gift box and said, "It was sent by Mr.'s secretary just now."

Chu Qingque opened it and saw that there was a diamond necklace inside, which seemed to be a custom-made one. It was very beautiful, and the diamond exuded a bright luster in the sun. Chu Qingque looked at it for a while, closed the box, and replied softly: "I know Yes, I'll be there after school tonight."

After the nanny left, Chu Qingque stared at the box in front of her for a long time, finally took out her mobile phone, and quietly opened Huo Lianshan's dialogue box, took a deep breath, and then started typing, he typed back and forth, From "Are you there" to "What are you doing", from "I saw the video that you were hurt" to "How are you", no matter how you read it, it doesn't feel smooth.

Finally, with a shake of his hand, he typed a "." and sent it.

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Five minutes before receiving Chu Qingque's message, Huo Lianshan was resting on the sofa in the lounge.

It was just after one o'clock in the afternoon, and half of Huo Lianshan's side face was illuminated by the sunlight.

Apart from him, there was only one trainee in the lounge, who was on the same team as him, and was handing a towel to him. Huo Lianshan took it and pressed it on his head casually—there was a bruise on his forehead, which was caused by the towel that had just been beaten. smashed.

"Brother Huo." Just as the team member next to him was about to say something, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open. Sister Liu walked in from the outside on high heels, talking on the phone while walking.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Liu, thank you very much, I am so sorry to ask you to help again."

"Sure, let's drink together next time."

"Yes, don't worry, brother."

Sister Liu still had a smile on her face when she came in, but as soon as she hung up the phone, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she looked at Huo Lianshan seriously.

The trainee on the side gave a low cough, said softly, "Brother Huo, I'm going out first", and walked away quickly.

As soon as he left, Sister Liu sat down on the sofa. After she sat down, she didn't mean to ask the teacher for a crime, but said in a flat tone: "The hot searches have been suppressed."

Huo Lianshan lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Sister Liu."

After a pause, Huo Lianshan asked again: "They should have other materials in hand."

Huo Lianshan has been singing in the bar for two years. If someone else has the heart, it is impossible to have only this little bit.

"Don't worry." Sister Liu smiled contemptuously when she mentioned this, opened her bag, took out a cigarette and lit it in front of Huo Lianshan, and said while smoking, "I have suppressed the rest of the dirty stuff. I have been fighting for so many years, and the stars in his hands are not clean, and they are full of black materials, which really pissed me off and he couldn't stand it, he didn't dare to die with me."

This time, for Huo Lianshan, Sister Liu spent all her money and found her old relationship for many years. Although this has something to do with Chu Qingque, in fact, it is more for herself.

She hadn't seen such a young man with potential for a long time.

Although it is a bit risky to bet so much for a young man, Sister Liu feels reluctant to accept such a bright new star.

The smell of smoke wafted over, and Huo Lianshan's throat also itched.

He closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, held his head up, and his Adam's apple was facing the window. He opened his mouth slightly and said softly, "Thank you, Sister Liu."

Maybe it was because of Huo Lianshan's depressed mood. Sister Liu took a breath and encouraged him, "Lianshan, you are very hopeful. Right now is just a process that you must manage in your life. When you succeed in the future, you will know." Well, they say you don’t care about anything, you are just beginning, everything is difficult at the beginning, but in the future, you will always be fine.”

Huo Lianshan seemed to have listened, but also didn't seem to have listened. He raised his head from the sofa, lowered his eyebrows, and gave a tired and indifferent "hmm".

Sister Liu was still talking, and the more she talked, the more excited she became.

"Your black material this time is not completely useless. We have made you famous as an underground singer, and the video of your previous stage performances has also been released. There are still more praises. As for the black material, there will be a special person to come Deal with it, you don’t have to worry, after all, they are pouring dirty water out of thin air, no one can really dirty you.”

"After you go back this time, ask your friends to restrain themselves and not to tell about you. Also, the company does not exclude you from falling in love, but you have just debuted now. If you fall in love, you must report to the company."

"And your injury this time is not in vain. Your fans love you very much." Sister Liu said as her cell phone rang suddenly. Get up and say: "Okay, you have a good rest."

When Sister Liu closed the door, she glanced at Huo Lianshan, and saw Huo Lianshan sitting alone in the smoky lounge, as dumb as a stone statue, and even sadness and joy seemed superfluous.

For a moment, Sister Liu felt that Huo Lianshan didn't seem to care about the competition at all. The hot searches, from the morning when the incident was posted to the present, seemed to be unable to pull even a single nerve of Huo Lianshan's nerves.

In the next second, the door was closed by Sister Liu, and her attention was drawn away by her mobile phone, so she stopped paying attention to the lounge.

Huo Lianshan continued to sit like a stone statue, the room was silent, as if he couldn't even hear his breathing.

Until a certain moment, Huo Lianshan's phone vibrated.

This tremor seemed to wake up Huo Lianshan's soul hidden in the stone statue. Huo Lianshan reached into his pocket and quickly took out the phone, but he froze and didn't look at it. After a few seconds, He just turned on his phone to look at it.

He stared at the phone for a long time, as if he didn't know the phone, didn't know the page, or didn't understand it at all. After a while, he exited the page and pressed the number to call it.

The moment he dialed the phone, Huo Lianshan thought, fortunately, he wasn't blocked.

It was like the taste of the last time, and he didn't want to taste it a second time.

When the call was made, Huo Lianshan didn't quite understand what he was thinking, as if he was standing under the guillotine, waiting for the verdict.

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"Hello?" As soon as Huo Lianshan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Hello." On the other end of the phone, it took several seconds for Chu Qingque's voice to come over. His voice was not loud, and he hesitated with a little grievance. It turned into a thin thread, crawled in along Huo Lianshan's ear, and climbed to His chest was tightly wound.

Huo Lianshan's ears trembled, and even his heart trembled. His fingers twitched unconsciously once, thinking that he had just heard a word, but he seemed to have gone through all seasons, stiff His body seemed to recover as well. From last night to now, Huo Lianshan finally felt relieved and leaned back on the sofa.

"Hello?" Huo Lianshan said again, "Did you message me just now?"

On the other end of the phone, Chu Qingque groaned for a while, and then replied softly: "Yeah, I saw you get hurt from performing, are you feeling better now?"

Huo Lianshan listened to the voice from the other end with lowered eyes, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth. After a while, he said softly, "It's not good."

Chu Qingque didn't seem to hear clearly, but also seemed a little surprised, and said "ah" in a daze.

Huo Lianshan's tense back loosened, like a tired traveler after a long stretch. Before making this call, he had thought of countless ways, but as soon as he heard Chu Qingque's voice, he knew that there was nothing he could do up.

It turns out that there is really an invincible way in this world, one sentence can make people surrender.

He leaned on the sofa, as if he was begging for mercy, but also as if he was confessing. He read every word with a hint of anger in his voice: "I said I am not good, very bad."

Chu Qingque didn't expect to suffer such a straight ball from Huo Lianshan. He always felt that "I'm not good"