Chapter 175

Zhu Qian looks at Huang Yi through the rearview mirror. Huang Yi stays confused for a few seconds, and then immediately understands what the other party is suggesting.

Poke Nanxi sitting in the passenger seat with her finger and hook her hand to get closer.

Nanxi turned to the side of the window. Huang Yika was in the gap, close to Nanxi's ear and whispered, "Xixi, the sour taste is so strong, yours and mine."

"Yours and mine?" Nanxi wondered.

Huang Yi said sadly, "yes, the way you are jealous of president Zhang makes me feel bad about CP powder."

As a high-quality actor, Nanxi, of course, could not scream on the spot, gouge out Huang Yi and quietly put away the misunderstood look on her face.

Provoke a new topic to resolve the misunderstanding: "Xiaoqian, will you attend the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zhu Qianpu chuckled and asked Meizizi, "Xiaoqian? I'm three years older than Zhang Shaozhu. When my father introduced me, he specially mentioned that the female junior held the BRICs. Unfortunately, he was ignored by Zhang Shaozhu from beginning to end."

"No?" Nanxi looked surprised. In fact, she was like a mirror in her heart. She contacted Zhu Fu and had known the basic information of his daughter for a long time. It is convenient to avoid common sense mistakes in chat.

Zhu Qian didn't think too much. She picked a quiet Korean flat eyebrow, glanced at Nanxi and said, "yes, if you don't dislike it, you can call me sister in the future."

Nanxi greeted him and said, "it's a great honor, sister Zhu."

Zhu Qian smiled, nodded and said, "I have little contact with the little Lord Zhang on weekdays."

Nanxi is silent. She doesn't care. Zhang Yichen had better find a new look and let her return to gold medal singleness.

"Yesterday, he suddenly found me." Zhu Qian seemed to stop deliberately to observe the change of Nanxi's expression.

Nanxi looked straight ahead indifferently. Wang BA was lonely. Think about his estrus before. She ignored him and couldn't help looking for someone else. Hum, man!

Can't hang Zhu Qian for too long. Nanxi appropriately responded: "he and I always praise my sister." to cheat, she is kind, help him build a bridge, and sign less and tangle with her in the future.

Zhu Qian said incredulously, "yes?"

Nanxi looked down very seriously: "yes."

Zhu Qian took out her tolerant gaze, looked at Nanxi, and said with words: "then he must praise me. If the person who troubles me doesn't say I'm good, it's too impolite."

"Yes." Nanxi should finish tasting the wrong words in Zhu Qian's words. Would you trouble her? What can Zhang Yichen trouble?

Be sure to look like usual. Zhu Qian will definitely want to say something if she can start talking.

As a result, Nanxi miscalculated, and the daughter of the national leader was indeed more calm than ordinary people.

Until Nanxi and her party arrived at the hotel booked by the program group, Zhu Qian didn't explain any more.

As a result, Nanxi blew her hair and ran away, thinking about what the trouble was. Without paying attention, she blew on one side for more than ten minutes.

Let Huang Yi call a few times, and then slowly changed the other side.

After Zhu Qian's instruction, Huang Yi seems to have been opened up.

After observing Nanxi all night, I found bad signs and tried to kill it in advance: "Xixi, Huang Ma has a bad illusion. Listen, right?"

Nanxi plucked her hair and said calmly, "don't share what you don't think is very good with me. I'm going to sleep soon. Listening to too many worries affects the quality of sleep."

Huang Yi, with a bitter face, scolded at the bottom of her heart. What kind of national standard good friend is this?

After Huang Yi and Xiaoheng got tough last time, they received a big reply three days later and signed a cooperation agreement within a week. Her character gradually added a small factor of not admitting defeat, and insisted: "I must tell you that a good friend and a good mother powder, I have to share weal and woe."

Nanxi admits her fate with a face, "go to sleep and talk quickly." she has to get up early tomorrow morning to connect with Mao song and contact his new song.

Jia Cang and the program arrangement group of the Spring Festival Gala were also afraid of problems with temporary file addition, so they chose singers and songs she was familiar with.

"Xi Xi, do you like President Zhang?"

Nanxi let a sentence like spring thunder explode to her feet, stared at Huang Yi in horror, and straightened the other party's tumor thought: "it's impossible to like it in this life."

If Nanxi's reaction is flat, Huang Yi feels secure. Such a fierce look makes Huang Yi mutter in her heart.

Pull Nanxi to sit down and say patiently, "it doesn't matter. Although Huang Ma knocks you and Su Zhu's CP, she has free feelings. Don't worry, Huang Ma won't hinder you from pursuing your own happiness. Think carefully and answer Huang Ma, so that I can have a number in my heart in the future, so that I won't feel bad if too many expectations fail."

Nanxi was so angry that she asked Huang Yi, "tell me, how do you like to position? I can judge my feelings." the world problem was thrown out. She just asked Huang Yi to compromise and give up quickly and go to bed early.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yi thought, raised her head at an oblique angle of 45 ° and bit the tip of her eating finger.

Looking at the lamp with a round face, the girl looked forward to the gesture and said, "of course, you will miss it all the time, care about what each other does, and hope that the other party can respond to your feelings. The most important thing is to hope that the two people can interact. After all, you like a high-level face without love, and you can pay unilaterally. You still hope to have a two-way trip."

At first hearing the first two sentences, Nanxi was scared into a cold sweat. She could almost locate that she liked Zhang Yichen. The more I listened, the more I felt that she didn't like it.

He answered easily, "first of all, I hope he has bad luck all the time. It's best to take my bad luck." who asked him to contact other women and not her? She doesn't have the greatness of returning good for evil. She always likes to step on a bastard.

With the first, there must be the second, and so on. Huang Yiqiao looked forward to asking, "what about the second?"

"Secondly, I only emphasize once. I hate conceited men!"

Looking at Nanxi's strong milk fiercely puffing up her cheeks on both sides, Huang Yi was turned over on the spot. There is only one idea in my heart. Coax my ancestors quickly. Never let them suffer alone for too long.

"Well, well, Huang Ma knows you don't like it, let's have a rest." although Zhang Yichen's ability is more inclined to Yang Panpan's positioning strategy, Huang Yi is too lazy to correct the definition of conceit.

The little ancestor in the family is biased. The little ancestor is happy. She follows happy things. Why not.

Nanxi lay on the bed, closed her eyes and said, "good night."

Do not confirm whether the mobile phone has new information access or not.

Get up in the morning, have breakfast and go to the studio to meet Mao song's team. The two sides met and said to each other, "happy new year."

Huang Yi joked: "Xiao Mao, you have to thank us Xi Xi. She has been playing your MV hostess for half a month."

Nanxi pretended to be a little reproach and touched Huang Yi with her arm. Huang Yi raised her voice more and more: "not only her, but several of our crew of flying frost and flowing light sword suffered a bloody disaster."

As soon as the two pushed, Mao song, who was already shy, was particularly ashamed. He didn't ask the agent around him. He promised: "I'm responsible for helping to make a song for flying frost streamer sword. No matter the beginning or end of the film or the episode, I'll say hello whenever you need."

Mao song's agent didn't stop him. He could only suppress the loss cry at the bottom of his heart. Mao song, who was promoted to love beans, was no longer worth millions of songs.

But the master has already released his words and promised Nanxi that flying frost and flowing light sword will inherit Tianyu's consistent level and not overturn. At least help finish it for free, and you can gain fame.

Meat pushed the boat with pain and said, "thanks to Nanxi's care, we must. Let's practice the new song first?"

"OK." Nanxi promised.

When Mao song, his agent and assistant took the lead and walked forward, her best friend looked at each other, and Huang Yi secretly raised her hand.

After a day's running in, Nanxi can get stuck in the rhythm without running out of tune. If you want to sing well, you need to polish it.

Although Mao song is two years younger than Nanxi, she actually takes care of people and changes her tone at any time in her state.

For lunch and dinner, Nanxi was invited to eat the characteristics of Beijing, and time passed very quickly with relaxed people.

At 10:30 p.m., they walked out of the studio. Mao song called Nanxi who was ready to get on the bus and leave: "Xixi, wait a minute."

The business car temporarily arranged by the program team opened the door at half a hour. Huang Yi asked the people in the distance loudly, "what's the matter? If it's not important, meet and talk tomorrow." her ancestors were tired all day, and she said painfully.

"There's something important. Sister Huang Yi, wait a minute."

Huang Yi frowned. She was just a little older than Nanxi. How could she become a big sister!

Mao song and his agent returned to their car, tossed for a while, and came to their car with two bags of things.

Mao song deliberately took his things from his agent, lifted them heavily and put them together in front of Nanxi.

One by one, he opened the plastic bags and said, "I personally asked for the peach wood swords in this bag from Maoshan. These talismans are pressed under the pillow to block your nightmares. They are useful for my personal test. Xi Xi can use them at ease."

Nanxi read out the deep meaning. These personal tests are useful. There should be many feng shui ornaments that are useless. It seems that Mao song has had a hard time in the past few years. He has summed up a set of ways to deal with it.

"Thank you." adhering to the mentality of a dead horse being a living horse doctor, take it and have a try.

"It doesn't matter."

With a smile, Mao song opened another bag, in which there were pajamas painted with vermilion patterns. Mao song instantly blushed and picked up his back behind him.

Without looking, the agent shook his head, took the things in his hand and sent them back to their car.

The atmosphere was once embarrassed. After a few seconds of silence, Huang Yi took the initiative to ask, "this red tassel pendant is so beautiful."

Mao song shyly stretched out his hand to block things and said, "sister Huang Yi, you'd better not touch these things, otherwise you will fail if you get too much yang."

Huang Yi rolled her eyes and spit in her heart: the little boy with no conscience wasted her hard work to help mediate the atmosphere.

Mao song carefully picked up the tassel pendant and put it into Nanxi's palm: "this is what my mother brought back from Thailand. It can be put in the trailer."

Huang Yi could not help but make complaints about it. It was normal for others to see them in the trailer.

Smelly boy has a bad mind. He wants to hand it to Nanxi personally and let him take it first. You can say it directly! Play a lot of technical terms just to think carefully.

I haven't found Mao song's tuberculosis before. Look, I've been alone with Nanxi for more than half a day. I'm five fans and three ways. Sigh for the power of little ancestors, and grieve for the pure feelings of little Mao song. I'm afraid I'll pay the wrong price. Nanxi is different from many mainstream artists. As long as she can attract hot people, she likes to maintain an attitude of no refusal and no catering. Nanxi likes to be frank and clear about getting along with others.

Nanxi lived up to Huang Yi's expectations, took things and bent her apricot eyes half cutting autumn water: "thank you, brother Mao song. My sister is in a foreign country and feels the care of her relatives. It's too warm."

Mao song whispered, "you're welcome."

Wave goodbye to them and see them off with lost eyes. Standing alone in the cold wind for a long time, let the cold wind take away his budding feelings and wake up his lost reason.

Suddenly I want to write a song. The song is called "secret love is a person's heart"

Nanxi returned to the hotel, packed up and went to sleep. When people were enriched, nature had no time to be unpredictable.

I slept soundly. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw Huang Yi holding the quilt tightly on the next bed. It seemed frightened.

Nanxi rubbed her eyes, sat up and asked, "what's the matter?" did the bad luck transfer to Huang Yi and torture her? If so, Nanxi is not a good choice. She has to hesitate for a long time to decide whether to take back her "responsibility".

Huang Yi pointed to Nanxi's mobile phone and said timidly, "it's been ringing for an hour."

Nanxi helped her forehead. The joy of Huang Yi's growing courage a few days ago disappeared.

Took the phone, but said: "ring on the ring, you sleep on your ah." she remembered that Huang Yi slept very heavy ah, not how it would make a noise shake insomnia.

From being able to ring for an hour, Nanxi estimated that there was a strange hot search again. While unlocking, she asked Huang Yi: "what did the public relations team say?"

Huang Yi shivered and answered the question: "Xi Xi, deal with it by yourself first. If you can deal with it by yourself, you don't need the public relations team to take over." moreover, according to the name she saw, things should only be handled by Nan Xi herself.

Nanxi glanced suspiciously at Huang Yi, lowered her eyes and saw the screen display. She missed 2 calls from Wang Ba, 2 video calls from wechat and 8 unread messages.

Four missed messages and a few unread messages are less than an hour. After a careful thought, Huang Yi frightened Zhang Yichen and infinitely exaggerated her power.

Enter wechat to see new information. There are three reports, which are similar to Huang Yi's status. They write the title with extra exaggeration: "after Mao song's night party, their relationship is suspected to be open"

The content is particularly irrelevant. It is a capital close-up with the theme of secretly photographing Mao song taking back his pajamas. It vividly depicts two ambiguous late night trysts, and even defines them as lovers. Pajamas are the best evidence.

Later, with exaggerated examples, Nanxi made an exception for Ting Mao song and was the love bean platform for the first time. Insist that only lovers will do so, and others will not compensate for their own principles.

He also moved out the screenshot of Mao song's loyal post that he will always be a loyal fan of Nanxi, which shows that Mao song has long liked Nanxi.

Finally, the writer made up a romantic plot with divergent thinking. The talented music prince was not afraid of wind and rain and accompanied for a long time. Finally, he sincerely moved the popular movie queen and received a response from the beauty.