my fiancee

The days in the hospital were relatively peaceful. Zhang Xinyun and the Qisehua idol group left Xidu together. She didn't meet Qin Luolin when she left. After all, she hasn't sorted out her emotions yet. Su Xinyuan guessed that she didn't know how to face Qin Luo Lin.

Qin Luolin also started preparing for her own concert, and was very busy, so she could only visit Su Xinyuan occasionally.

Su Xinyuan recovered relatively quickly. During this period, he called Mu Ningxue and said that he had suffered a minor injury, but it didn't matter. He was about to be discharged from the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ningxue let out a rare sigh, and said to Luo Jiu next to her, "I was injured again, and you lied to me that it was a trivial matter."

"It should be because I don't want you to worry. It's a white lie." Luo Jiu said with a slight smile.

"It's never stopped... He seems to be busier than the police," Mu Ningxue shook her head and said, "But it's too dangerous. This time it's an international killer again. I don't know what will happen next time."

"Sooner or later, it will be a little stressful. Mu Ningxue's husband is not so easy to do..." Luo Jiu said, "It's just that what he learned is too complicated and too weak. He opened a small stove."

"You two lunatics...don't bother to talk to you," Mu Ningxue said, "I still need to find a bodyguard for him. I don't want anything to happen to him before Grandpa wakes up."

"That's no problem..." Luo Jiu glanced at Mu Ningxue and asked, "I do have a suitable candidate... But, it's a woman."

Mu Ningxue was stunned for about three seconds, then laughed and said, "Women are women, are you still afraid of what I think?"

"After all, it's your husband, so you have to ask the hostess for advice." Luo Jiu said expressionlessly.

"Jiu'er, I found that your elbows are turning more and more outward now..." Mu Ningxue said with a sigh.

"No way," Luo Jiu said with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, "but it doesn't matter, my friend has a cold personality and has no interest in men at all. She only likes blood and fighting."

Mu Ningxue rubbed her temples with some headaches and said, "It doesn't matter who she is, as long as she is capable enough... It doesn't matter if she is a killer."

"..." This time it was Luo Jiu's turn to be stunned for a while before saying, "How do you know she was an assassin? But she has already quit..."

"Huh? Really a killer?" Mu Ningxue was also a little messy, "Is it really okay?"

"It should be..." Luo Jiu hesitated and said, "If you don't offend her."

"..."

Su Xinyuan was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule, and had nothing to do to stroll around the West Capital. She visited the ruins of the ancient imperial palace. She hadn't relaxed so freely for a long time. She felt comfortable looking at everything without worrying about her heart.

The west is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. From many ruins, you can feel the glory of the once-powerful dynasty. Human civilization is constantly improving. In only a few decades, civilization can be developed from generation to generation until it sets foot in the universe. Among them, and will continue to pass on, this is indeed a remarkable achievement.

Sitting in the teahouse in the old street in the afternoon, watching the bustling tourists, drinking tea leisurely, until Qin Luolin sent someone to pick her up to watch her concert.

Qin Luolin actually sent her manager, Le Ling, to pick him up in person, which surprised Su Xinyuan.

Le Ling also knew about the assassination of Qin Luolin. This matter has been in the headlines several times. After all, that night, a lot of journalists witnessed the assassination process of Silver Fox.

Now her attitude towards Su Xinyuan is much more polite, not as stiff as in the first meeting, like a familiar friend, chatting casually while driving.

There were huge crowds of people outside the concert venue, and it was hard to get a ticket, which shows how popular Qin Luolin is.

Su Xinyuan is sitting in the first row of VIP seats closest to the stage. Those who can sit here are not ordinary people, and it is not just for the upstarts to spend money.

Su Xinyuan was familiar with Qin Luolin in real life, but it was another shocking feeling to see Qin Luolin on the stage so closely for the first time.

She is like an elf on the stage. She was born for the stage, and she is so glamorous that every movement and look in her eyes can ignite the passion of the audience.

When Qin Luolin's eyes fell on Su Xinyuan, she showed a sweet smile, which attracted the people in the VIP seats to look at him curiously.

Just after the third song was sung, Le Ling suddenly appeared beside Su Xinyuan, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Su, I need your help with something, please come with me."

Su Xinyuan was a little surprised, but still nodded, stood up and followed Le Ling all the way to the backstage.

Le Ling pushed open the door of the dressing room and asked Su Xinyuan to go in. Inside was a group of dancers who were putting on makeup. A somewhat effeminate man in a pink suit came up and said, "Sister Le Ling! You are finally here. Only two songs left! Hurry up!"

He glanced at Su Xinyuan behind Le Ling and said, "Little handsome guy, is that you? Come with me quickly! Time waits for no one!"

"What's the situation?!" Su Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, that sissy twisted her buttocks and squeezed his arm, making Su Xinyuan's hairs stand on end, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"Well, I haven't had time to introduce, this is our stage director A Cheng, the actor who played the king of Egypt in Qin Luolin's sixth song "Princess on the Nile" scene backup dancer can't be contacted, so I ask you to rescue field." Le Ling said.

"Are you kidding me? I can't dance at all!" Su Xinyuan said hastily.

"You misunderstood. You are not required to dance, but you are required to dress up as the king of Egypt and sit on the throne. You do not need to do anything in the audience, just like a forbidden sculpture." Le Ling said.

"Sister Le Ling, what's the matter? Isn't he the actor who played the king of Egypt?" Ah Cheng also seemed to be unclear about the situation.

"Ah Cheng, it's like this. I don't know what happened to the original actor, and I can't get in touch with him at all. I couldn't find a suitable person for a while. I suddenly remembered that Mr. Su is here. Mr. Su is a kung fu practitioner. The figure should meet the requirements." Le Ling spread her hands and said.

"That's it..." She looked at Su Xinyuan with sissy eyes, and sized up his body for a while, making Su Xinyuan's hair stand on end.

"Then take off your clothes." The sissy said with a smile.

"Why take off your clothes?!" Su Xinyuan said angrily.

"Oh, you're still shy...don't worry, it's just for performance, not asking you to do anything..." Ah Cheng covered his mouth and said with a smile.

Le Ling hurriedly explained: "It's like this. Of course, the appearance of the Egyptian king on the stage is different from the reality. What we want is a sexy bodybuilding! You need to show your muscles, and then match it with gorgeous decorations. The golden mask creates a romantic and magical atmosphere."

"I'm not a bodybuilder, so find someone else, I can't help you with this!" Su Xinyuan said in embarrassment.

"There's no time! You don't want Qin Luolin's meticulously prepared concert to be ruined, right? The previous promotional poster for this song is the main feature, and the stage modeling has been exposed. You have to help this no matter what!" Le Ling hurriedly explain.

"I'm really not muscular enough, why don't you find a bodybuilder!" Su Xinyuan said.

"There are still two songs left, how can I find someone, I don't have enough time to drive here! Just help me!" Le Ling said anxiously.

Su Xinyuan had no choice but to agree, but she resolutely did not allow the sissy Ah Cheng to approach her!
After taking off his coat, Ah Cheng's eyes lit up, he pointed to Su Xinyuan and said, "That's great, this is what I want, not the abrupt muscles, but this beauty full of smooth lines and strength Sister Le Ling, I admire you so much, where did you find this guy!"

Su Xinyuan looked down at his muscles. In the past six months, there have indeed been qualitative changes. The lines have become stronger and more powerful, but they are not too exaggerated.

The super soul system also seems to have some potential transformation of the body. The possession of a high-quality body time and time again makes his muscles even surpass those of other people's bodies that have been trained for more than ten years. This also surprised Su Xinyuan.

Director Ah Cheng's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to touch it. Su Xinyuan hurriedly took a step back and pointed at him, "I'm warning you, I'm a kung fu practitioner. If you come over, I'll beat you up!"

Director Ah Cheng shyly withdrew his hand and said, "It's really stingy, I just want to touch it..."

"Okay, let's put on makeup! Don't waste time!" Le Ling said with a smile.

Su Xinyuan's upper body and exposed legs and feet were painted with light golden oil, so that the muscle lines of the whole body looked more clear, like a sculptor's knife-carved work.

Su Xinyuan's neck, wrists and waist were all decorated with gorgeous decorations, a golden half-face mask, and a gem-studded scepter in his hand. The whole person looked like a god in Greek mythology.

"Wow, this is too exaggerated!" Su Xinyuan looked in the mirror, the stage shape really had the aura of a king, and it also had an extremely luxurious feeling.

"Okay, you just need to sit like this until the singing is over, it's very simple." Director Ah Cheng said, sitting on the chair and posing as a king.

Su Xinyuan made a pose according to his request, Ah Cheng shook his head and said: "No! No! It's not like this, you have to imagine yourself as a real king, and then look down on your subjects, what we want is this effect!"

"I can't think of it!" Su Xinyuan said angrily, "If you match me with the 72 concubines of the Sangong Sixth Courtyard, I can imagine it!"

"Actually... there is nothing good about women..." Ah Cheng said with a smile.

"Okay, stop! The two of us can't talk together!" Su Xinyuan said hurriedly, "Okay? I'll get on it when I'm done. I'll end it early. It's so greasy and uncomfortable!"

"OK, get ready to go to Stage Organ No. [-] to prepare!" Ah Cheng looked at the time and saw that it was almost here, so he hurriedly ordered his assistant to send Su Xinyuan to an organ below the stage.

Here is a small elevator, on which an exaggerated golden throne inlaid with precious stones has already been placed.