Qi Zijin laughs: "probably be!"

"Local tyrant! My father is really a local tyrant

"Ha ha ha!"

Qi Zijin was amused successfully.

……

On a new day, Qi Zijin went to the opera group.

All the people in the drama group came to look at her and asked her how she was. Qi Zijin said with a smile, "don't worry. I have nothing left."

Chen Dao also came over and said, "why didn't you take more rest at home for a few days?"

"Isn't that all right? So I came here. Besides, it's not a big deal. Don't be so hypocritical. "

Director Chen nodded: "Zijin, you have always been very dedicated. We feel very happy and happy to have actors like you!"

"Thank you, director!"

Said a few words with them, Qi Zijin went to make up.

This time make-up is all about this scene to shoot, otherwise this time make-up needs more than four hours of time, can't waste.

Therefore, this time Qi Zijin nature also can't be like usual that, can go home at any time.

When making up, Qi Zijin saw a familiar figure, the boy he met several times in front of him.

He is still wearing a hat and mask, completely let people not see what he looks like, but Qi Zijin can be sure that it is really him.

When others left, Qi Zijin asked the makeup artist: "who was the boy who came in before?"

The make-up artist said, "Oh, it's a new comer, working in the crew."

Do miscellaneous work!

How could it be so coincidental that he didn't go anywhere else, but came here?

During this period, the boy came in several times, Qi Zijin obviously felt that several times, he looked at her side, but when she saw it, he looked away.

Qi Zijin decided to find a time to block him there and ask him why he wanted to come.

And this time is still in a few hours later, Qi Zi Jin finally can go out of time, she then walks toward him.

He seemed a little tired, lying there, not knowing whether he was resting or asleep.

Fortunately, no one here noticed them.

Qi Zijin stealthily tries to take down his mask, wants to see what he looks like, but the hand just put on his mask, was held down by him.

Qi Zijin has a kind of guilty feeling that is punctured. She tries to take her hand down, but the other side grabs it tightly.

"What are you doing?"

The other side's voice is a little hoarse, even very hard to hear.

Qi Zi Jin Lengzheng of looking at him, such voice can't be born of, must be the day after tomorrow met what matter, just can have such voice.

"Your voice..."

Qi Zijin asked subconsciously.

"Why, are you afraid?" He said again.

"But I remember the last time I heard your voice, it wasn't like that!"

"Last time it was because the voice was small, that's what I heard when I was loud!" There is indifference in the boy's voice.

Qi Zijin shook his head.

The boy did not understand looking at her, "what do you mean?"

"I want to tell you, I'm not afraid."

"Are you not afraid?" The boy asked.

Qi Zijin nodded.

"Oh, you are afraid. Do you think I will believe what you say?"

Qi Zijin didn't know what had happened to him, but he was not dangerous to her when she saw him several times, so she said:

"I'm not afraid at all. I know you never mean me any harm."