Chapter 783

[Wanchai wharf: the latest news, Cheng Yan will broadcast live tomorrow! Is she addicted to hype? Or is she going to change her career to become an online celebrity?]

Liu wanwan sent a lot of messages in one breath. Ruan Qi's hand holding the mobile phone was numb.

She casually opened a link sent by Liu wanwan, and the link automatically jumped to the microblog hot search list page.

#Chengjia Qianjin live broadcast of the rich cloakroom#

#Golden wardrobe#

#Miss Cheng Jiasan#

There are several topics, proudly hanging in the top three of the hot search list.

Ruan Qi casually opened one of them. The microblog with the highest popularity in the topic square is Cheng Yan's live playback.

The comment area is full of praise for her white, rich and beautiful, and many people say she is a winner in life and turns crazy.

Ruan Qi brushed in the comment area for a while, and Liu wanwan sent wechat again.

[Wanchai wharf: Xiao Qi, Cheng Yan, this is a set-up by a rich family. Relying on the Cheng family's public relations team, she is popular all over the network as an ace player of Zunjue!]

[Wanchai wharf: according to her current white washing speed, will her fans scold us if we play Zunjue at the national championship of the Obsidian League?]

Ruan Qi was amused by Liu wanwan's words.

She sent a [feel your head. JPG], and then typed a paragraph and sent it.

[it's Xiao Qi: anyway, we will win in the end, so what can we do if we are scolded?]

[it's Xiao Qi: sister Wan Wan, relax! ~]

Ruan Xiaoqi is the strongest in killing people.

Liu wanwan silently sent her a bold [suit. JPG]!

……

Ruan Qi didn't pay much attention to Cheng Yan's hot search.

For her, as long as the Cheng family doesn't act as demons, she won't take the initiative to join in.

As for the feud between parents and Cheng family

When my parents return to the imperial capital, I have plenty of time to clean them up!

What she has to do now is to prepare wholeheartedly for the China Golden Melody Award ceremony tomorrow night!

……

The next day was sunny and cloudless.

The agent surnamed Shen, who didn't sleep much all night, drove to Yuyuan early in the morning.

"Did you sleep well last night? How was your practice with Anle yesterday? Ruan Xiaoqi, don't eat first. Look up and let me see if there are dark circles under your eyes!"

The little girl who had just eaten half of the meat bun raised her head helplessly.

Shen Wenqian pinched her chin and leaned over. His eyes looked like eight times glasses and turned several times on her face.

No bags under the eyes, dark circles under the eyes, high praise.

Fine skin, zero pores, high praise.

Ruddy and shiny, perfect!

Shen Wenqian breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled out a mask from his pocket.

"Put this on after dinner."

Ruan Qi almost choked back the steamed stuffed bun he had just swallowed.

"Brother Shen, I remember the award ceremony was in the evening. It's only ten o'clock in the morning..."

"I know," Shen Wenqian said. He took a mask from his pocket. "What's wrong with a morning and a forenoon before makeup in the afternoon?"

Ruan Qi: "

That's all right.

You have little hair. You're right.

……

After ruanqi finished eating, he put on the mask and went to the piano room.

Because today is a working day, Ruan munan and Nie Heng are not at home. Only Shen Wenqian is left on the first floor of such a large villa.

He sat on the sofa, eating the fruit washed by barley baby, squatting on the left and right sides with fennel and two huskies, natural and unrestrained like a scum man.

Suddenly, the harsh cell phone ring pierced the sky and broke his scum dream.

Shen Wenqian answered the phone and his face changed color in two seconds.