Chapter 826

Qu Chengze has never seen a woman like Su Qinghuan, especially a female star in the entertainment industry, who doesn't love her face as life.

If there are more ugly photos, I'm afraid even the beauty endorsement will be lost in the future.

"Sister Qinghuan, aren't you afraid that your current image will become an expression bag in the future?"

Qu Chengze thinks this is very possible.

This is where he doesn't understand Su Qinghuan.

Three hundred yuan for tickets, in other words, the program team needs some editing shots. Why should Su Qinghuan work so hard?

Hearing Qu Chengze's surprised words, the little fox suddenly drew a self mocking arc on the colorful face.

"What's wrong with making facial expression bags? I think it's fun to be a beauty. It's also fun to black yourself occasionally. Maybe more people like me in the future."

Qu Chengze was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Qinghuan's disappointed eyes, but soon he saw Su Qinghuan's heartless smile, as if the sadness at that moment was just Qu Chengze's illusion.

……

But in fact, this is the most true idea of the original Lord.

Because no one understands the original owner, it's not her fault that she is beautiful and dazzling. Unfortunately, her beauty is too aggressive. At first glance, it's not Xiaobaihua's appearance, so she has been black all the way since her debut.

If sixty or seventy percent of the original owner's depression comes from Gu chubai's heartless scum man.

Another 30% or 40% came from the criticism of netizens and major media.

Sometimes the original owner likes watching sketches very much. Just looking at them, she cries.

If you cry to others about the disadvantages brought by her face, others will only regard her as a Versailles show off speech.

However, to paraphrase a famous sentence on the Internet, it is probably so.

——I have a restless face. I'm dead set for you. You don't believe it.

No way, even the little fox thinks that the image of a fairy who is high above and doesn't eat human fireworks in his last position is more suitable for mixing in the entertainment circle.

That is the real killing of men and women. Men like it and women like it. Even for many male fans, they are embarrassed to have any blasphemy - blasphemy heart, and it is difficult to speak evil words.

Not like the original owner. Although there are many male fans, they can't read many comments. They just regard her as a pastime YY object in their dreams.

……

Seeing Qu Chengze standing beside him in silence, Su Qinghuan turned and glanced at Qu Chengze's handsome facial features.

Indeed, ordinary people can't see Qu Chengze's identity.

But what kind of true love fan does not believe in evil?

After thinking for a while, the little fox took out a flattened cap from her wide leg pants. It was originally intended to be cool for herself. Now it seems that it is cheaper for Qu Chengze.

"Bow your head."

“……”

The completely imperative tone is like a cool and arrogant queen.

Oh, it may seem so much like ignoring the Queen's purple hair.

Qu Chengze didn't expect Su Qinghuan to look so ruffian. When his big eyes looked at him, they could make his heart beat slower.

When Qu Chengze realized it, he could not help lowering his head.

“……”

"Darling, don't let others see your beautiful face, or I'll be jealous."

“……”

Su Qing smilingly put a hat on Qu Chengze, and then walked forward with a worried face, as if that sentence was just a random joke.

Qu Chengze pursed his lips. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would unconsciously listen to the order of the vase.

Although today's vases are not called vases because they are not good-looking.

But strangely, looking at her thin back, Qu Chengze felt in a trance that under Su Qing's angry smile, there was a sense of loneliness separated from the world.

It's not exactly like playing a rebellious girl's loneliness.

And it really seems that the world has nothing to do with her.

She doesn't care about anything.

……

Qu Chengze's peach blossom eyes were slightly dark.

He pressed down the brim of his hat and followed Su Qinghuan.

When he and Su Qinghuan found a place to set up musical instruments and stereo under the overpass, other passers-by a, B, C and D who sang and performed or put film under the overpass couldn't help but stay away from them.

No way, because the current images of Su Qinghuan and Qu Chengze are very social and difficult to provoke.

Together with pedestrians, they try to walk on the other side of the sidewalk rather than passing by them.

But in the face of all this, Su Qinghuan was not angry at all.

She handed Qu Chengze a song list.

"Can you play this song?"

“……”

Qu Chengze was slightly stunned and saw Zhang Huimei's blood fishy love story written on it. The music style was dark, depressed and fanatical, which was completely inconsistent with the little fresh theme song sung by Su Qinghuan before.

He used to tell others in a very lonely minority interview that this is a song he likes very much, but even Lao Fan, I'm afraid it's difficult to turn to that interview

For a moment, Qu Chengze almost thought that Su Qinghuan deliberately chose this song to please him. She was afraid that with her weak singing, she would draw a tiger instead of a dog.

But then Qu Chengze himself denied it.

The young man looked at Su Qinghuan's non mainstream eye makeup and thought to himself.

——Maybe it's just a coincidence.

"I should be able to play."

This is the modest words of the youth,

Of course Su Qinghuan knows.

Soon, Qu Chengze sat down under the overpass with his guitar and began to play a prelude.

Although Qu Chengze was a scum, he really played his musical instruments well and soon attracted the audience. He was just afraid of their dress, and few people really stopped.

……

Until a little fox with purple hair picked up the microphone and gently opened her lips.

"The sweets you've tasted

Are the fruits of loneliness

That's living

Cut me from my heart

A piece of meat is like a gift

Never without thinking

If you are sharp, I will be bloody

Be a writer

Just let me follow you

Let me write a horror novel for you

Who suspects who pity who is innocent

Who lives? I've seen the final result

Let me take your place

Unforgettable, like a love novel

The more blood flow, the more sour hand, the more empty heart

The more painful the meat, the more vivid the feeling of cutting thousands of knives

Don't give it back. Don't give it back

It's too late to find out

The involvement of palm meat is no longer useful... "

……

The woman's lonely and cold voice flowed in the space in an instant.

With some hysterical collapse, I heard people's inner pain.

It was only a minute or two. Many passers-by subconsciously stopped in front of Su Qinghuan and Qu Chengze's stall. They gathered more and more, and almost blocked the road!