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In the private room, Jiang Zhanxin, who was in the private room and Qiao asked various entertainment tycoons who might cooperate with him in the future, gently propped his chin with the knuckles of his right hand.The light was dim, and he could clearly see this man's handsome face, as well as his pair of long and narrow eyes.

The man's temperament, background, and upbringing are all reflected in his gestures. Even the oldest and most experienced person sitting in this private room, sitting with Jiang Zhanxin, is like a man on his back, not daring to relax in the slightest.It was a sense of oppression that could only be understood by getting along with him. The scary thing was that none of them knew Jiang Zhanxin's background very well.

Different from the nervousness of the people around him, Jiang Zhanxin leaned on the seat relaxedly, with his slender legs crossed up and down, as if he was not interested in what happened off the stage at all. He didn't know much about the showbiz. They don't have their names, but they find someone to say a few words to them abnormally from time to time, making them feel like they are in their teens. At this moment, they are acting like the students who were called by the teacher in class.

Jiang Zhan didn't want to embarrass them, he just wanted to wait and see Qiao Qiu.He is the one who knows the results of the awards in advance, so he is not in a hurry. Looking at his watch, he slowly waits for Qiao Qiu to come on stage.

After Qiao Qiu stood up from the artist seat, he walked steadily towards the stage.The originally dull awards show suddenly had light, Jiang Zhan straightened his back, and stopped his fingertips tapping regularly on the sofa—he was no longer impatient.

He saw Qiao Qiu pick up the trophy, gestured to the audience, and then began to speak.The rigid and old-fashioned words of thanks seemed to have been recited in advance, but Jiang Zhan listened with gusto.

The personable young man on the stage has a kind of calmness that is neither humble nor overbearing, neither hasty nor impatient, like a lover who gets along day and night.Jiang Zhan laughed in a low voice, and before he had time to think about it, he heard Qiao Qiu take a deep breath.

Jiang Zhanxin was too familiar with Qiao Qiu's meaning of breathing in. It was the prelude to Qiao Qiu's nervousness to a certain extent, and he finally broke the boat and decided to let go.

Jiang Zhanxin was calm on the surface, but he was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't understand what Qiao Qiushi was going to do.

At that moment, Jiang Zhan was as nervous as Qiao Qiu.Jiang Zhanxin had never experienced this kind of emotional resonance in his life.

Qiao Qiu made him understand many unimaginable strong emotions in the world, which Jiang Zhanxin had never imagined, such as willing to give up everything around him, money, power, and fame that others are crazy about...

I just want to get this person's favor.

"...Also, if I say a word, I must tell someone."

Qiao Qiu's eyes were deep and bright.

Even Jiang Zhanxin had never seen such a firm look in his eyes.Jiang Zhan was taken aback by Qiao Qiu's firm eyes, and for some reason, suddenly had a premonition in his heart.

"...Mr. Jiang, I have something to tell you. I want to tell you, I love you, do you know?"

Before the words fell, the audience was shocked immediately.

The crew of "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng" was in a commotion immediately, Ah Ling's mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, he even stood up, knocked over the chair with his back knee, and looked at Qiao Qiu in astonishment.

After Qiao Qiu finished speaking, he politely and calmly bowed to the audience, said: "Thank you." Then he turned and left.

The host was stunned for a moment. This was something the host hadn't thought about at all. No one had told her before that Qiao Qiu would say something similar to 'coming out'.Qiao Qiu's impression has always been calm and composed.

If Qiao Qiu had been in the showbiz for a longer time and had more senior qualifications, the host might not be so surprised.

The key is!Why so suddenly!The host almost collapsed looking at Qiao Qiu's back, and was stunned by this unprepared stage. After a while, he squeezed out a smile, pretending that nothing happened, and continued with the next content.

Qiao Qiu's heart was beating violently, and his chest seemed to hide a deer running happily in the wilderness.Qiao Qiu even needed to cover his chest with his right hand, for fear that his heartbeat would be heard by others.He was surprised and delighted, and the corners of his lips curled up, showing a charming smile unique to young people.

After he finished his shocking remarks, although he didn't think there was anything wrong, he suddenly didn't dare to sit back in his original seat, as if he was shy, so he walked around the backstage and wanted to leave quickly.His mind was blank, he walked unconsciously into the small space, and took a while to take out the vibrating cell phone from his coat pocket. When Qiao Qiu pressed the answer button tremblingly, Assistant Song's growling sound penetrated immediately. Joe begged for his ears.

Qiao Qiu didn't hear what Assistant Song was saying, so he gave a perfunctory 'hmm' and asked, "Where are you now? Can you take me home?"

Assistant Song calmed down and asked, "Where are you? I'll pick you up. Don't let the reporters catch you as an order."

"I'm in the bathroom." Joe Qiu's cheeks were hot, but his hands were cold. He pressed his face hard, hoping to dispel the annoying heat as soon as possible. His voice was a little trembling, "The bathroom in the back, come quickly."

"Okay, wait for me."

On the other side, when Jiang Zhanxin heard what Qiao Qiu was saying, his eyes suddenly widened, and the understandable lazy look disappeared immediately, his crossed legs were quickly put down, and his body even leaned forward a little.

The people sitting next to Jiang Zhanxin were taken aback by this slight movement. It seemed that Jiang Zhanxin's reaction was more surprising than Qiao Qiu's remarks in the audience.

Jiang Zhanxin held his breath, pursed his lips and showed an almost invisible smile, then thought of something almost at the same time, quickly stood up from the soft sofa, turned around and pointed to a corner, the command words were cold and firm: "—— Cut those words for me just now!"

This was the longest and loudest sentence Jiang Zhanxin said that night in the private room on the second floor.

Assistant Song quickly found Qiao Qiu, and rushed forward with a sound of oops. The intense joy that Qiao Qiu had brought to him after winning the award had been stripped away by shock. He put on a coat for Qiao Qiu, and said, "Master! I beg you, some Can you tell me about the matter in advance? I'm going to scare you out of a heart attack! Touch it! Touch it!"

As he said that he wanted to hold Qiaoqiu's hand, it felt as cold as ice. Assistant Song was quickly distracted, 'Huh? ', and asked, "Why are your hands so cold? Are you freezing?"

Qiao Qiu took a deep breath and said, "No. I'm a little nervous."

Upon hearing this, Assistant Song said anxiously, "Really?! Are you really nervous? There are many reporters here. What if the report goes out... so what should we do now? "

"Do whatever you like." Qiao Qiu frowned. He hated Yuji very much. "I don't care what they report."

Seeing his reaction, Assistant Song heaved a sigh of relief.Just now he was frightened and a bit at a loss, but now that he has regained his senses, he couldn't help but rejoice: It's okay, it's okay, which newspaper has the guts to report Qiao Qiu's scandalous private affairs?Sure.

Assistant Song put on a mask, scarf, and sunglasses for Qiao Qiu, and escorted him to the door.It was just that after hearing Qiao Qiu's explosive remarks, reporters who should have come and who shouldn't have come quickly gathered at each door, blocking them to wait for Qiao Qiu. In addition, Qiao Qiu was tall, so the goal should not be too obvious.

Microphones, cameras...all of them went to Qiao Qiu's side, and it was very lively.Assistant Song tried his best to open a way for Qiao Qiu, but the microphone still hit Qiao Qiu's face and mouth directly.

"Excuse me, Qiao Qiu, are you gay?"

"Is it convenient for Fang to tell who Mr. Jiang is?"

"Why did you choose to come out today?"

"Will coming out of the closet affect your acting career?"

"Qiao Qiu, are you going to promote the upcoming "Swordsman"? How much will this deliberate promotion increase your popularity?"

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There were all kinds of sharp and impolite questions in his ears. Qiao Qiu strode out, but the road to the theater was too long. Qiao Qiu was poked on the face by the microphone several times, and finally said suddenly: "Because I Want to do it, and I don't have to tell you why, is that enough answer?"

Of course it wasn't enough. The reporters who were completely excited began chattering and bombarding with more questions, accusing Qiao Qiu of being arrogant and domineering. All the reporters in the awards festival came out. A lot of heavy stuff, starting from Qiao Qiu's background line, Li Shang, A Ling, Likert, Yao Qing, Xu Jiao, Wu Duo, even Nan Xiao, Zhou Shuyao...there are too many, there is something they can't write ?

When Qiao Qiu finally sat in the nanny's car, he collapsed on the seat exhausted and let out a long sigh.

Assistant Song saw him like this, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I don't think anyone would dare to put this in the newspaper, and the TV station will cut this paragraph, don't worry."

"...It doesn't matter," Qiao Qiu put his hands over his eyes, "I'm not afraid of being known."

Assistant Song fell silent, thinking in his heart that of course you are not afraid, but if you have the slightest scruples, you would not say such things in this situation, Qiao begged him to be well protected after all, otherwise it would be impossible not to worry about himself at all Future prospects.

Assistant Song inexplicably remembered the man who came to visit the class that day. That young man who was not as tall as Qiao Qiu, who looked thin and calm, how could he bring such a lack of confidence to Qiao Qiu? What about job security?

In the past, he was afraid of not petting enough, but now he was worried that he would pet too much. Look, Qiao Qiu dared to poke such a big mess after a few days of absence, and he was not afraid at all.Assistant Song was inexplicably angry.

Just as he was thinking about it, a car behind him shook its headlights twice. Assistant Song looked in the mirror and saw a somewhat familiar license plate—or it was not familiar, but a special license plate number, which made people unforgettable .

So Assistant Song asked Qiao Qiu: "Your brother is here to pick you up. Should I put you down?"

When Qiao Qiu heard this, he straightened up when he was lying down. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing that there was no suspicious vehicle nearby, Assistant Song put the person in front of him at an intersection where he could park, and then told Qiao Qiu, who was about to leave, "I have to go to work tomorrow, so don't be late."

Before Qiao Qiu could speak, Assistant Song added, "I won't pick you up, you can walk on your own. Who made you scare me! Can I ask for leave tomorrow?"

Qiao begged for an 'hmm', but didn't care, and walked towards the car parked behind him.If he wasn't worried about being photographed by reporters, he could have taken a car with Jiang Zhanxin.

But it's not too late now.Qiao Qiu's palms began to sweat again. Assistant Song shouted at him from behind. He vaguely heard words like "Congratulations" and "In the future...", but he didn't care about that much at the moment.

Qiao Qiu opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

The cold wind from outside blows in with shapes.

Close the door, the car is quiet and warm.