The movie star's dumb little milk bag

The young man in front of him blinked his eyes and pursed his small mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw the field manager who had just called Fu Zhiyan running over again, and hurriedly said, "Yuan Qiao, hurry up!" Hurry up, the next show is up to you!"

Yuan Qiao nodded when she heard the words, tilted her head slightly, smiled at Fu Zhiyan, and wanted to pass him and follow the field manager.

"Wait!" Fu Zhiyan grabbed his wrist, his face full of displeasure: "You can't even say sorry when you bump into someone? Are you dumb?"

The field manager opened his mouth, intending to rescue Yuan Qiao, but he really didn't dare to offend the master in front of him. From the first rehearsal to now, this kid Yuan Qiao has won the love of the entire team.

He looks like a doll, and has a cute and sensible personality. He usually smiles with his mouth shut no matter who he meets, coaxing the always serious Taiwan Master to be happy all day long.

But this kid didn't know what kind of misfortune happened to him today, so why did he offend Young Master Fu!

Fu Zhiyan has been exercising all year round, and his hands are not weak. When Yuan Qiao was suddenly pulled, his wrist hurt, and tears welled up in an instant.

He looked at Fu Zhiyan in panic, those clear eyes full of grievances made Fu Zhiyan lose his mind.

"Fu, Young Master Fu," the stage manager bit the bullet to break the embarrassment: "This is Yuan Qiao, and his show will be on soon, watch this..."

Yuan Qiao was indeed terrified. It was his first time wearing a tuxedo, and unlike Fu Zhiyan, he had a special staff to follow him. He fiddled with it for a long time, and then hurried to the backcourt when he saw that the time was almost up.

Unexpectedly, the one under his feet didn't pay attention, and jumped on the person in front.

He recognized the man in front of him. He had seen it many times on TV. Reporters said that he had a bad temper. It is said that once a reporter photographed him and some friends going out for dinner. He asked the reporter to delete the photo, but the reporter did not delete it. At that time, he smashed the reporter's camera. If his friends didn't stop him, he would even attack the reporter.

Yuan Qiao was pinched by him with one wrist, so he could only make a gesture with the other hand.

What is he doing?Fu Zhiyan was puzzled.

Yuan Qiao seemed to be in a hurry, and gestured again and again.

"Young Master Fu," the field manager was about to break out in a cold sweat, "Yuan Qiao...he can't speak, he's using sign language to tell you he's sorry."

Can't speak?Fu Zhiyan frowned even tighter, but his strength was relieved a lot.

Yuan Qiao took the opportunity to pull his wrist back, and there was an obvious five-fingerprint on his white and thin wrist.

The performance on stage was over, and the host had already stepped on stage. Yuan Qiao took a step back, bowed deeply to Fu Zhiyan, and hurriedly ran behind the scenes.

"You have lived forever!" Wen Xing looked at Yuan Qiao's bunny-like back, and cursed bitterly: "Ask a child who can't speak if he is dumb, I really don't know what you think!"

It was rare for Fu Zhiyan not to speak back. Looking at the direction Yuan Qiao was running away, for some reason, he thought of that deer-like clear and innocent eyes again.

The stage manager quietly observed Fu Zhiyan's expression. The lights on the stage changed and hit his face flickering. It is better to provoke this ancestor.

A melodious sound from the piano caught Fu Zhiyan's attention. He used the heavy curtain to cover up and looked at the young man sitting beside the white piano in the middle of the stage.

Different from the jerky and timid expression just now, Yuan Qiao lowered her head slightly at this time, raised her fingers lightly, and exposed a slender white wrist.

His expression was extremely gentle, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, the light shone on his body, and the long eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow.

"Where did you find him?"

Fu Zhiyan opened his mouth to ask about the stage manager who was about to sneak away first, but his eyes were still fixed on the stage.

"I'm not too sure about this. I heard that Zhang Tai ordered it himself." The field manager remembered something here, and added: "When this kid first came, there were a lot of gossip, and everyone said he was a little dumb. , I don’t know what kind of shady means he used to get in, after all, this child..."

The field manager chuckled: "This kid looks really good-looking, don't you think so?"