The beautiful president loves me alone

"Ah? Me?" The little boy was flattered, and before he could confirm again, he was picked up by Nie Jingjing's arm and walked all the way to the karaoke stand.

"Sister Jingjing, what do you want to sing?" The little boy hadn't recovered from his good luck.

After all, Nie Jingjing is beautiful, and she is considered a recognized goddess among Qingguo music trainees. It is a rare opportunity for a trainee who has not yet debuted to have the opportunity to sing with her, even if it is only at a company party.

"Whatever, the contestants should sing duet songs cheerfully, and men and women are required to sing duet." Nie Jingjing was absent-minded, and she kept looking in Xu Tian's direction from the corner of her eye.

However, she found that Xu Tian had returned to Shang Yiran's side at this time, and the two got very close, whispering to each other without knowing what they were talking about.

Nie Jingjing gripped the microphone slightly harder, and her teeth clucked.

"Sister Jingjing, how about we sing this song?" The little boy ordered a love song sung by a man and a woman: "It's a bit sweet, it was very popular a while ago, you should know how to sing it?"

"Well, just this one." Nie Jingjing glanced at Xu Tian's direction again, and after making sure that the other party didn't give her his eyes from the beginning to the end, she simply hugged the little boy's shoulders angrily.

"Pick an apple and wait for you to pass by the door..."

The little boy smelled the black opium perfume on Nie Jingjing's body, and when he was in a state of mind, he discovered that Nie Jingjing sang his part.

But when he realized it, the other party had already finished singing, so he could only be forced to sing the girl's part.

"Like summer cola, like winter..."

……

"It was you who made my world..."

The two began to sing together, and the people in the box who were still talking fell silent, looking in the direction of Nie Jingjing's trainee with surprise on their faces.

"Sister Jiaojiao, what's the situation?" Someone who has a good relationship with Yu Jiaojiao asked.

"I don't know either." Yu Jiaojiao shrugged.

God knows what happened to Nie Jingjing today, how she sang such a love song with a majestic taste of gnashing her teeth.

If the lyrics were ignored, after she finished singing just now, she would be able to lead the battle.

"Is Jingjing in a bad mood today?"

"Are you trapped by love?"

"Are you kidding me, is Nie Jingjing the kind of little girl who loves her brain?" Yu Jiaojiao sneered, "Her principle is to enjoy yourself while you can."

"Then what's going on..."

"That's right..." Yu Jiaojiao looked in Nie Jingjing's direction thoughtfully: "What happened to Jingjing today?"

At the same time, Xu Tian finally noticed Nie Jingjing and the trainee who sang with her, but at the moment his expression was indescribable.

"After taking voice lessons for so long, how come she still hasn't improved? Let's not talk about her singing skills. Even the most basic appeal has been lost. It seems that she should give her a few more lessons."

"Also, that trainee's breathing is too unstable. In two days, we should inspect the physical fitness of these trainees and let them strengthen their training. If they are all like him, I'm afraid they will be out of breath halfway through the music scene. .”

The same is true for the businessman next to him: ...

"I didn't realize you were a workaholic before." He brought himself a plate of salad. He has a job recently and can't eat too much greasy food, so he can only look at the "meat" and sigh.

"There is no way, these artists have too many problems." Xu Tian took a sip of lemonade: "It would be great if they were as worry-free as you."

"Then you take me?" Shang Yiran said jokingly.

"I don't dare to pry into the corner of Brother Ping." Xu Tian also laughed.

Brother Ping is Shang Yiran's agent, Zhou Ping. The two had dealt with each other a lot when they were doing public relations for Shang Yiran, and they were half acquaintances.

"Are you afraid to pry the corner of the wall or do you only bring beautiful women?" Shang Yiran looked at Nie Jingjing who was not far away, then turned his head and glanced at Murong Xue who was playing with his mobile phone in the corner, and asked meaningfully.

"Don't be kidding, I only choose people based on potential, regardless of gender."

Just as the two of them were having a chat, there was a clear knocking sound from the booth next door.

Xu Tian and Shang Yiran looked up at the same time, and found Yu Jiaojiao standing up with a cup.

"It's boring for everyone to just drink and chat. It's rare to have such an opportunity to gather people from the same company. Why don't we play the king game to enhance our relationship?"

"Okay, okay! Game of Kings!"

"come and play!"

"I want to play too!"

The so-called game of kings, one of the more common games at parties, is enduring.

First of all, the number of people participating in the game must be at least eight people, and then prepare a deck of poker cards, select the corresponding number of cards and add an additional joker card.

After the cards are shuffled, each player takes turns drawing cards, and the numbers on the cards cannot be seen by others.

The person who draws the joker card automatically becomes the past, and the last remaining card is the king's number.

At the beginning of the game, the king randomly chooses two or three numbers to issue orders to them, such as orders such as number 1 hugging number 3 and turning three times.

Of course, the king does not know his own number, so it is also possible that the king's hole was dug for himself in the end.

"What kind of king game are you playing? How childish!" Nie Jingjing scoffed at this kind of game.

"Don't you usually like to play?" Yu Jiaojiao asked suspiciously.

"When did I like to play?" Nie Jingjing gestured to cover Yu Jiaojiao's mouth, but Yu Jiaojiao dodged it: "Why don't you let Manager Xu make up his mind?"

So everyone present looked at Xu Tian in unison.

Xu Tian was chatting with Shang Yiran, and he was named inexplicably, and said helplessly.

"If everyone wants to play, then play, no need..."

Just when he wanted to say that he didn't need to be counted, Yu Jiaojiao had already gone to the poker.

"Broker Xu is playing with everyone, Jingjing, don't disappoint!"

Xu Tian: ...

When did he say he wanted to play?

"Broker Xu, why don't you draw cards first?"

Just when he was about to refuse, Yu Jiaojiao had already shuffled the cards.

So he could only bite the bullet and draw one. With so many people present, he wouldn't be so unlucky to be chosen by the king.

Soon everyone present got a card.

"I'm the king!" Yu Jiaojiao happily showed the ghost cards in her hand to others: "Let's think about it...Princess No. 3 hugs No. 5 and turns around three times on the spot."

"Who is No. 3?" People who were temporarily safe began to watch the show one after another.

"I..." The little boy who sang with Nie Jingjing just now weakly raised his hand.

"What about number 5?"

No one answered for a long time.

"Don't play tricks, No. 5 hastened to stand up!" Yu Jiaojiao looked around, and suddenly noticed Nie Jingjing, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Jingjing, No. 5 can't be you, right?"