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Qinghuan mouth of a naive ghost in the Internet successfully pulled a wave of hatred, satisfied to go to the conference room for a meeting.

Xu ningzhou that luxury villa, the second floor has been redecorated, can live in this thing is all with Qinghuan related peripheral products.

, such as the previous IM magazine, this time the perfume series, one side of the glass wall is made of special jigsaw puzzle, and the jigsaw figure is exactly the picture of Qing Huan playing piano in the piano room in love letter MV.

After Qinghuan left the company, Qiu Meng directly drove people to Xingda.

Before leaving, Qiu Meng told her, "you are ready to prepare. We will return to xianni drama group in a week."

"I see." Qinghuan put on his cap, waved his back to Qiu Meng, and ran away with his long legs.

Qiu Meng raised the window and said with a smile, "it's nice to be young. You have unlimited energy."

He had such an old-fashioned tone that he thought he was an old man. In fact, he was only twenty-four years old.

Just as Qiu Meng was about to drive away, his mobile phone rang. When he saw the group of unfamiliar numbers without notes, his smile disappeared and finally fell in love with a layer of coldness.

The group of unfamiliar numbers without notes saw no one to answer, but very patient to continue to call, noisy Qiu Meng temples are in pain, he grabbed the phone, fingerprint unlock, without hesitation to pull the number black.

As if the heart has a soul, the other party at this time sent a text message.

"Pull this black, I can change it again!"

"Don't think you can get rid of me!"

"You think it's hard to hold your thighs? [picture] what is this? "

When the photo came into view, Qiu Mengqi's face turned pale. Finally, he gritted his teeth and replied, "what do you want?"

On the contrary, the other side didn't rush to reply. Qiu Meng sat in the car for several minutes. After he cleaned up his emotions, a text message came in.

"See you at the same place."

Qiu Meng smashed the steering wheel fiercely and started the car to leave again. His eyes were red in the rearview mirror.

The company's preparations are ready, and the director Qiu Rong is in place, and the shooting is on schedule.

At six o'clock in the morning, Qinghuan was standing at the South Gate of Xingda, waiting for Qiu Menglai to pick her up. The reason why she ran back to school in a hurry last night was to catch up with her self-study class.

It's a self-study course, but there are teachers.

This time period is the peak period for the University Town side, and there are many students in and out of the campus.

Qiu Meng came ten minutes later than the appointed time. Qinghuan saw the familiar car coming, yawned, opened the door of the back seat, bent in, and then lay down, not forgetting to cover himself with a small blanket.

The whole action is completed in one breath.

Qiu Meng had a headache. If he had done it before, he would have let Qinghuan lie in the back to make up his sleep, but not today. Qiu Meng had no choice but to say, "my eldest lady, don't sleep first."

"Well?" Qinghuan is just about to close her eyes. Hearing Qiu Meng's familiar helpless voice, she turns her head in bewilderment, "what's the matter?"

Qiu Meng asked her, "what did you do back to school last night?"

"Class." Qinghuan subconsciously pulled the small blanket up and covered her head. Last night, in order to catch up with her homework, she was busy in the piano room until three o'clock in the evening before climbing to bed.

Qiu Meng handed the co pilot's flat plate to her and said, "I'll leave you for a few hours. No, more than ten hours. You can have an affair in the last class. I really don't know whether to praise you or to praise you."

“？” Qinghuan got up wrapped in a small blanket. The whole person didn't wake up. She grabbed a big hamster doll in her arms. Her chin was on the top of the hamster's soft head. She got up a little bit. The whole person was like a capital "indifference". She took the tablet from Qiu Mengdu without any expression. After reading all the news, her anger became more serious.

This is the first time Qiu Meng met Qinghuan. Even when he was taken as a stepping stone by song Shuyao, Qinghuan was smiling and gave him a lesson.

It can be imagined that this time some people really stepped on her bottom line.

The news was sent at about 12 o'clock last night. She was busy with her homework. After a short phone conversation with Xu ningzhou, she didn't find that her mobile phone was not powered off, so Qiu Meng didn't contact anyone.

The other protagonist of this scandal is no one else. It is Susun who made a big move at the beginning of school.

The photos of the news pictures are in the evening, some of them can't be seen clearly. But from the perspective, she and Su Xun seem to be kissing. I have to say that the people who take pictures are too stuck.

Qinghuan frowned and said, "I just met them when I left the teaching building last night. There are men and women who want my signature."

Qinghuan enlarged the photo and said to Qiu Meng, "it's a bit unclear. At that time, I was signing for him, and he was standing in front of me and talking to me."

"I couldn't get in touch with you last night. This news can be said to be a second fermentation, so when it burst out that night, the outside had already exploded."Since the beginning of the new year, Qinghuan's popularity has never been heard of. First, more than one billion films have been participated in, and then a series of IM products have become hot. IM, the spokesmen of the first-line actresses, are actually won by her.

What's more, Im's advertising is comparable to international blockbusters. With its gorgeous and luxurious scenes, many directors have sent her invitation letters.

Spokesmen, film about, just selected from the company competition, to Qiu Meng's hands also have a pile of piles.

Therefore, at this critical point, it is quite beneficial for that person to be exposed to gossip, no matter who the other party is.

"It's not easy for Su Xun. First, he confessed to you in public, and then he used the angle problem to reveal the authenticity of your scandal. After the whole hype process came down, he almost announced it." Qiu Meng said, put his own grinding into the heat preservation cup of red bean milk handed in the past.

Qinghuan took the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid of the cup and blew it. The heat let her slow down her brain finally began to work. The smell of red beans still remained in her lips. She leaned back on the chair: "does he have a contract company?"

Qiu Meng shook his head: "no, the company has already checked it. He is a student of pop music in your second year of Xingda University. At present, he has not signed a contract. Because of its good appearance, several companies have contacted him before, but they have all been rejected by him."

Qinghuan frowned: "refused? Aren't you going to take the road of entertainment? "

"That's what makes me wonder." Qiu Meng started the car. While looking at the front, he drove the car carefully. He told Qinghuan what he was thinking about. "We all know that not all music learners can successfully produce records for themselves. There are a lot of singers who have signed contracts in the company. Now there are fewer records that sell well. It's over the record era. I think..."

Qiu Meng has not finished the rest of the words, Qinghuan took the past, her voice cold, no ups and downs, can not hear joy and anger: "he is directed at me."