Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 499 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 50
Shen Qingzhuo nodded, took out his mobile phone, and played a surveillance video in front of Jiang Li'an.

The surveillance video is from the corridor, clearly recording the whole process of Jiang Li'an from entering his room to leaving.

"Before you do something bad next time, can you learn to hide the fox's tail first?"

"..."

"You say I'm an asshole." Shen Qingzhuo's final voice dragged a bit, with a sense of provocation, his face was cold and white, and his body was covered with the chill of a rainy night, which didn't even warm up even under the light.

Regardless of the presence of the director, he just said to her, "I don't do some stupid things, am I sorry for myself?"

"It doesn't have to be like this." Jiang Li'an was desperate.

"Man, I took it away!" Shen Qingzhuo grabbed her wrist, pulled it in his direction, nodded to the stunned director, and walked out calmly.

"What do you want to do?!" Jiang Li'an struggled, but his strength was so strong that his wrists were red, he rubbed against the thin calluses on the boy's fingertips, but he didn't break free, and staggered to follow him.

Shen Qingzhuo carried her suitcase with one hand and dragged her with the other, taking it all for himself.

"Do what the fuck is supposed to do."

That pair of eyes, black with broken blue, dangerous and charming, drowning people.

White light pierced the night sky, thunder rumbled, and cold rain poured down.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Dormitory for trainees.

Jiang Li'an's nose was red, and she sneezed several times in a row. She ran back from the outside, her body was barely soaked. She looked at the silver-white coat thrown beside her. The cold fragrance of the jacket remained, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Then the door opened from the outside, and someone came back.

With a heart in his throat, Jiang Li'an quickly threw that coat into the washing machine by relying on his 18-year life-and-death speed!
"Lean, what are you doing?"

"Wash, wash clothes!" Jiang Li'an stood in front of the washing machine as if nothing had happened, with his hands behind his back.

This coat, Shen Qingzhuo, was worn outside, and she did not guarantee that others would not recognize it.

Although...the instructor cares about the trainees, it seems that there is nothing wrong with borrowing a coat, but Jiang Li'an still feels something weird, and subconsciously hides it.

Everyone else knew the news that Jiang Li'an was one of No.60's lucky ones, and they were very happy about it, cheering and celebrating for her.

Yu Shu, who had always been indifferent, had a slightly soft expression: "Congratulations!"

Jiang Li'an: "..."

Should she say thank you?

She will really thank you.

In the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere, Jiang Li'an's heart was filled with bitterness, but he couldn't express it, and his smile was far-fetched.

—— "Do what the asshole should do."

This sentence came to my ears again.

Jiang Li'an felt that sooner or later, he would die at the hands of this program group.

^.

It was rare for the program team to find out today. After sending her mobile phone, Jiang Li'an opened WeChat and checked it. She hadn't watched it for almost a month. There were so many news that it exploded. Some people asked her if she was mining in Africa now!
Jiang Li'an sent a circle of friends——

[Don't ask, just ask if you still have breath! 】

She slid down, and a dazzling red exclamation mark came into view.

——Mr. Shen

Jiang Li'an clicked on the chat history, and the last chat was still stuck in her sentence: 【Climb for me! ! 】

good.

I originally thought that I could go back and catch this new neighbor today, but I didn't expect that the plan would be postponed until a month later.

The second performance...she will be eliminated, right?

Jiang Li'an is full of hope.

She pondered for a few seconds, switched to a WeChat account, and searched for Mr. Shen's WeChat account.

Do you think blocking her is over?She has a lot of trumpets!
Jiang Li'an clicked on the other party's circle of friends.

Sure enough, the news was updated.

Sure enough, it was about Shen Qingzhuo.

It's just that the latest one is a bit abrupt.

In the past, various itineraries were forwarded, but this one was posted separately.

Mr. Shen: [Some people's eyesight is so bad that there is no cure. ]
"?"

Who is this talking about?
Jiang Li'an actually felt that he had been implicated, and thought of Shen Qingzhuo by accident—this really seemed like something he could say!
Jiang Li'an quickly threw this terrible thought out of his head, and couldn't help but sigh, if there is a master, there must be a fan.

The same coldness and beating.

She gritted her teeth, and the more she thought about it, the more she became angry. Suddenly, she was so blessed that she operated like a tiger, changing her WeChat nickname and profile picture to a cute and lovely style, and then sent a friend request to Mr. Shen.

in the application column.

She thought for two seconds and wrote: [Do you often feel lonely late at night?Always in need of stimulation to soothe the mind?Here will provide you with the most sincere service!Brother, add me, it's free. 】

After sending it, Jiang Li'an covered his face and smiled for a while.

No man should be able to refuse this kind of friend request, right?

When the time comes, she can throw this chat record on the face of the new neighbor, and the expression on the other side must be very exciting.

About ten minutes later, the phone rang suddenly, and she immediately opened it to look, and the next second she lost interest.

It wasn't that Mr. Shen's friend application was approved, but a call from the donor's father.

He is a genuine gold master father.

"Dad." Jiang Li'an answered the phone with an obedient tone.

The voice on the phone is mature and thick, and it's not difficult to hear that you are spoiled.

Well known.

Hua Xing Jiang Dong is a daughter slave.

"I have been watching the live broadcast of today's performance. My daughter's performance is super beautiful." He thought for a while and added, "I have watched every episode and sideshow before, and Xiao Li'an is the most beautiful!"

The girl snorted coquettishly, and her tone unconsciously revealed the waywardness of being spoiled and pampered since she was a child: "Of course, Dad, who do you think can dance better than me?"

"No." Mr. Jiang said without thinking.

Jiang Li'an was quite satisfied with the answer, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Father, how much do you know about Shen Qingzhuo from Shengguang Media?"

"Him?" Mr. Jiang was slightly surprised, and thought for a while, "A very strong competitor."

"Then how about we poach him here?"

When the time comes, let Shen Qingzhuo do whatever he wants!
for!Place!want!for!

The imagination is so beautiful, Jiang Li'an has already started to daydream.

"Little Li'an." Director Jiang said helplessly, "If he could dig, he would have come to Huaxing long ago."

Jiang Li'an buried his face in the quilt, and said sullenly: "Then dad, you work hard, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle!"

Jiang Dong has always indulged his daughter without principle: "Then father, come on, but why do you want to dig Shen Qingzhuo?"

"..."

Jiang Li'an didn't know what to say, his face was serious and solemn, "I think Shen Qingzhuo is a very valuable commercial artist, and he can bring profit and development space to Huaxing."

Yuan Shilan happened to pass by Jiang Li'an, and when she heard what she said, she couldn't help but laugh.

(End of this chapter)