Interstellar male god Raiders

It's just that Ji Shenqian is very familiar with this piece of music. After all, his mother is known as the "Queen of Piano", and he has inherited his mother's talent in music very well.

It’s just that he prefers acting to music, playing different roles and experiencing the lives of these characters. He was once too involved in the drama and almost couldn’t come out, which made him see a psychiatrist for a long time.

Of course, under the care of his parents, Ji Shenqian gradually stepped out of the role, and also learned how to quickly enter and exit the play. It is because of this experience that his acting skills have been further improved, and he succeeded in a forced role. The role of the retired cop turned junkie took home an Academy Award for Best Actor in one fell swoop.

"I screened out these, take a look."

Ji Shenqian looked at the several scripts of the holographic projection, all of which were similar to the roles of vampire hunters. This era really likes to make people into faces, but he just wanted to try different roles.

"no yet?"

"Is there not one you are satisfied with? You are too picky. Look at this, "Interstellar Junk King" directed by Oke is very good."

"It's good, but the role of this bounty hunter overlaps with the role in my MV. I want to challenge others."

"Hey...it's up to you."

"Drip drip..."

Ji Shenqian's communicator rang, and he clicked on it, and it was Song Qingyue.

"Why did Qingyue think of contacting me?"

Song Qingyue frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and then let him see the mess behind him: "I tried the method of baking cookies you taught me last time, but I didn't expect the kitchen to explode."

Ji Shenqian: "..."

Li Minzhen: "..."

"Are you all right?"

"Me? I'm fine. I got out of the way when I sensed danger."

It's really a beast-like intuition.Ji Shenqian sighed sincerely.

"Let your home robot clean up, are you free now? Come here and I'll teach you."

"I'm free."

"Then I'll ask 123 to open the door for you."

"Ah."

After finishing the communication, Li Minzhen looked at Ji Shenqian with a big mouth.

"Close your jaw."

Only then did Li Minzhen reach out and close his chin.

"No, when did you become so familiar with King Song Ge?"

"I met him when I was out for a walk. He lives very close to me. Then we chatted a little bit."

"After chatting for a few words, you just called people by name?"

Ji Shenqian tilted his head and glanced at Li Minzhen: "Is there anything I can't do?"

Li Minzhen was choked, this King Song Ge is notoriously cold beauty, Ji Shenqian actually got in touch with him so easily, but thinking about Ji Shenqian actually chasing Xi Shen, it seems that being friends with King Song Ge is not easy Not so scary anymore.

"Qingyue, you are here. Why are you still carrying fruit?"

"Well, Ah Lie bought too much, I can't finish it."

"How much is too much?"

"About twenty boxes."

Ji Shenqian: "..."

Li Minzhen: "..."

A rich man is a rich man. Plants, fruits, and vegetables are very scarce nowadays, so they are also very expensive. People who can buy twenty boxes really don’t use star coins as star coins.

"Hi Song Gewang, I'm Shenqian's manager Li Fenzhen, I met you last time in your studio."

"Hello."

Fortunately, Song Qingyue was kind to Li Fenzhen, so he didn't embarrass Li Fenzhen.

Ji Shenqian looked at the fruit that Song Qingyue brought over, it was a bluebell fruit, it tasted like a blueberry, but it was as big as an orange.

"We just happen to be making bluebell cookies."

"Is it tasty?"

"Sweet and sour, do you like it?"

"Ok!"

Song Qingyue's eyes lit up when he heard it. Song Qingyue looked unkind and cold, but he especially liked to eat sweets, and he also liked to figure out how to make sweets by himself. In fact, home robots can do it, or automatic kitchens can do it , but Song Qingyue just refines the artificial taste, and since his tongue is very sensitive, he can taste whether it is artificial or mechanical as soon as he eats it.

Ji Shenqian is the opposite of him, he doesn't like this kind of sweet food, and in his cognition, only little girls like this kind of sweet and sour taste, for example, his mother who always has a girlish heart is Tebi If you love sweets, the key is not to gain weight, so Ji Shenqian learned to make some simple desserts.Unexpectedly, Song Qingyue would like it, but he and his mother have a lot in common.

He likes watching others eat what he makes more than eating it, it makes him feel very fulfilled.

Li Minzhen looked at Song Qingyue, who was learning to make desserts like a good baby behind Ji Shenqian, and suddenly felt that the world was magical. Is this still the Song Song King he knew well?Indifferent, unreasonable, iceberg beauty.

Li Minzhen didn't stay for long before being called away by the company. Only Ji Shenqian and Song Qingyue were left in the house. When the blue bell fruit cookies were ready, Song Qingyue took a deep breath.

"It smells so good, let's take a picture."

Song Qingyue took a photo of cookies and took a photo with Ji Shenqian, and then posted it on Weibo. He is the star singer, and I don’t know how many fans are squatting at him to post on Weibo every day. Unfortunately, Song Qingyue doesn’t like to post on Weibo. I don't like to share my private life.

"My family is getting more and more Weibo! I wait until all the flowers are withered."

"The more virtuous it is, the more delicious it looks. Did you make it yourself?"

"Who is taking pictures with Yueyue? It looks so good-looking, and they are not compared with Yueyue."

"Fuck, fuck! I actually saw my Tiantian here at King Song Ge, am I dazzled?"

"Am I the only one who thinks these two have a sense of CP? Speaking of which, the two of them even filmed an MV! Vampires and vampire hunters, falling in love and killing each other, couldn't be more beautiful!"

However, looking at Song Qingyue's Weibo, he only posted "Afternoon tea." And Ji Shenqian reposted it, only saying "It's delicious~"

There is no way to verify the relationship between him and Ji Shenqian.

When netizens had different opinions on the relationship between Ji Shenqian and Song Qingyue, Xi Lie made a video call to Song Qingyue non-stop.

"Yue Yue! How did you get involved with that little star?!"

"Ok?"

Song Qingyue just raised his tone slightly, and Xi Lie turned off his flame.

"No... not... You see, you haven't even made dessert for me..."

Unexpectedly, he felt aggrieved while talking, Ji Shenqian only felt that Xi Lie looked like a big dog.

But Xi Lie and Xi Cen both have the surname Xi, so could they be related?No wonder Ji Shenqian thinks so, after all, Xi Cen and Xi Lie still have some similarities in facial features, although their painting styles are completely different.

What is rare is that Ji Shenqian actually received Xi Cen's text message.

"I heard that you had afternoon tea with Song Qingyue?"

"That's right, I've moved, and I'm in the same neighborhood as him. It just so happens that he likes desserts and I can make them, so we got together."

Xi Cen replied to him in a second.

"That's what you did?"

"Well, most of them, Qingyue can help."

"looks good."

"Then I'll make it for you next time you come back."

"Ah."

Ji Shenqian looked at Xi Cen's reply and laughed. Xi Cen, a busy person, actually saw Song Qingyue's Weibo at the first time. It seems that either he has a good relationship with Song Qingyue, or he pays special attention to himself.

On Xi Cen's side, he clicked on the holographic projection of the blue bell fruit cookie put by Song Qingyue, as if he could smell the sweetness of the cookie across time and space.

That's right, the national male god who is cold and ascetic in Interstellar has a little-known hobby, that is, he likes desserts.

"Go get me a bluebell cookie."

"Do you still want the Three Bears?"

"Ah."

The little assistant ran out immediately, the desserts at Three Bears were too popular, and they might be sold out if they didn't go there quickly, if Xi Shen couldn't eat desserts, the low air pressure could crush people to death.

"Xi Cen, Awes is here, do you want to see him now?"

Xi Cen's manager turned off the communicator in his hand and walked over.

Before Xi Cen could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, my Cen, do you miss me?"

It was Awes who opened the door of Xi Cen's lounge without any unfamiliarity, so even if he didn't want to see Awes, Awes would take the initiative to come to him, and he couldn't stop him.

His platinum-blond short hair was long, tied up casually, revealing a somewhat pale face, gray eyes that looked clear and bright, and a sapphire stud earring on his ear made him look cold And with bohemian sex appeal.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Xi Cen remained indifferent, but Awes was not discouraged by his indifference.

"I am very happy to be able to work with you again this time."

"Pleasant to work with."

"Let's have a drink later, I just got a nice bottle of wine from my uncle."

Xi Cen's gaze fell on Awes, and Awes didn't mind Xi Cen's sizing up. In other words, he liked when Xi Cen's gaze fell on him, and he would feel that Xi Cen's tears were only his own.

Xi Cen is a high mountain flower, and countless people who want to pick it are climbing on the cliff, but he is the one closest to this flower, and he is bound to get it.

"Forget it today, let's do it another day."

Awes was a little surprised by Xi Cen's answer. Xi Cen likes retro things, and of course he also likes long-brewed wine. He had a plan in mind, but he didn't expect that he would be rejected.

"Well, it's a pity, I hope you won't reject me next time."

Xi Cen nodded lightly, as if nothing in this world could shake him, and Awes just likes this picture of Xi Cen, who looks so calm and breezy, making people want to kneel down and worship him.

Mr. Manager was very puzzled, why would Xi Cen reject Awes, after all, if Awes invited him before, he would usually not refuse, whether it was out of cooperation considerations or personal considerations, Xi Cen was very concerned about the people he liked. Things are always very calm, such as books, fine wine, and even unimaginable desserts.