My singer girlfriend is super fierce

This wave of people is mighty, there are nearly ten people in total, each of them has a deep temperament, walking together is really not a small battle.

Surrounded by the crowd were a middle-aged man and an old man. The middle-aged man was as tall and straight as a pine tree, with a resolute face, and he had the aura of a legendary superior.

Generally, this kind of person is either a high-ranking official or a big boss.

The old man has gray hair but is hale and hearty, with a kind face and a strong bookish atmosphere. At first glance, he looks like a cultural person who has read a lot of poetry and books.

The aisle to enter the various compartments in the store is not wide. This group of people is too conspicuous, and almost all of them are elders. Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei turned slightly to let everyone pass first.

Both Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei inadvertently raised their heads to look at the two leaders, their bodies trembled at the same time.

"Weiwei (Xiaoyou Ye)?"

Two calm or surprised voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei paused, both of them were wearing masks, and they were recognized immediately.

Yu Caiwei's neck was reddish, and she called out to the middle-aged man with a firm face.

"Dad~"

? ? ? ! ! !

"Qin...cough cough cough!" Ye Zhiqiu was about to greet the old man who recognized him—Qin Dewen, when he heard Yu Caiwei shout this word, he broke off the answer and coughed again and again.

This was a good move, it attracted everyone's attention, the middle-aged man and the others also looked over.

What the hell?Yu Caiwei called this middle-aged man's father...

Isn't that... the future father-in-law? !Hmm...for the time being, it is Ye Zhiqiu's self-appointed.

Ye Zhiqiu was startled, as were Ma Xuemin and Tian Xiong, who recognized Ye Zhiqiu in the crowd.

How is he here? !

Qin Dewen didn't know the turmoil in Ye Zhiqiu's heart, so he said happily: "Ye Xiaoyou, why are you here?"

"...Have a meal?"

Under the scorching eyes of the middle-aged man, Ye Zhiqiu also doubted why he was here.

Qin Dewen slapped his head and laughed loudly: "Look at me, I'm old, of course I come here to eat!"

Then Qin Dewen turned to Yu Caiwei curiously, and said, "I seem to have heard just now... this is Mr. Yu's daughter?"

"Ye Xiaoyou, don't introduce yourself."

I beg you, stop talking!

Ye Zhiqiu wailed in his heart, he felt the eyes of the middle-aged man shooting back and forth on him like a search radar.

The middle-aged man also smiled and said, "Yes, Weiwei, can you introduce your friends to Dad?"

Yu Caiwei's face was flushed, but at this time she showed a strong psychological quality.

She first greeted Qin Dewen sweetly, and said, "Hi, Mrs. Qin, my name is Yu Caiwei. I have read about you in books, and I have always respected you very much. Today I finally met the real person."

"Do you know Zhiqiu? I am a singer, and I am participating in a program now. Zhiqiu is my student."

Yu Caiwei was pretty and cute, and Qin Dewen couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay."

Ye Zhiqiu also came to his senses at this time.

That's right, Yu Caiwei and I are now in the relationship of a mentor and a student, nothing else.

Just now I endured it all day without holding hands!What's wrong with me.

Before the competition, it is normal for the mentor and the students to have a meal and communicate with each other about the song.

Hmm...yes, that's it.

Ashamed, the psychological quality is not as good as a chick.Ye Zhiqiu also reacted at this time, greeted Qin Dewen with a smile on his face as usual: "Old Qin, long time no see, what a coincidence."

Qin Dewen was obviously very interested, and said with a smile: "Haha, it's just a coincidence, there is no book without a coincidence."

"I was thinking of looking for you in a few days. Now, let's have this meal together?"

Ye Zhiqiu's face froze, he didn't expect Qin Dewen to make such a request.

"Mr. Qin, is it okay to bother you?" Ye Zhiqiu said with a dry smile.

Qin Dewen waved his hand, and said bluntly: "They are all acquaintances, so don't bother if there is nothing to disturb. Mr. Yu, what do you think?"

Yu Zhengdao, the name of Yu Caiwei's father. At this time, the middle-aged man recovered his calm face, nodded and said: "It's good to have two more young people, we can have some common topics with Xiao Wang and Xiao Tian, ​​and maybe we can come up with some good ideas." .”

The leaders, Qin Dewen and Yu Zhengdao, made a decision, and the rest naturally had no objections.

This time, Ye Zhiqiu noticed that apart from "old acquaintances" Ma Xuemin, Tian Xiong's mentor and apprentice, and several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes who looked like officials, there was also a young man who was dressed casually and looked a bit carefree.

The young man also looked at Ye Zhiqiu with interest at this time.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that this person looked familiar, and when he thought about it, his heart jumped again.

My book friend helps the golden leader, Young Master Wang!

The last time I saw it at a medium-rare steak restaurant, Ye Zhiqiu was completely messed up.

I don't know if my luck is good or bad. I have eaten in Shangjing twice, and I have run into this famous person.

Unlike Young Master Wang, when he learned that Yu Caiwei was Yu Zhengdao's own daughter, Tian Xiong's eyes lit up, and he deliberately puffed up his chest slightly, and his temperament suddenly became more upright.

Qin Dewen, Wang Dashao, and Yu Caiwei's father who is the big boss by visual inspection, why did these seemingly unrelated people get together?

Ye Zhiqiu, who followed the team and walked towards the private room, had been thinking about this question in his mind.

He secretly glanced at Yu Caiwei who was beside him, and met Shangyu Caiwei's gaze.

The redness on Yu Caiwei's face has not faded, and there is a trace of panic in the depths of Jianshui's eyes. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's eyes asking for help, he is ashamed and angry but also wants to laugh. He wants to talk but is concerned about the wrong occasion. Yixi Yi gave Ye Zhiqiu an annoyed look. As if reminding something.

What's the meaning?I'm not Miss Li.

Ye Zhiqiu looked confused.

In this weird atmosphere, a group of people came to a large private room.

The chief seat was naturally Qin Dewen, who was the oldest, followed by Yu Zhengdao, and the rest Ma Xuemin and other officials took their seats in turn.

Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei were the youngest, and they consciously sat opposite the main table.Tian Xiong didn't sit down all the time, his eyes lit up when he saw another empty seat beside Yu Caiwei, and he pretended to sit down naturally.

Unexpectedly, a figure flashed by and took the seat first, it turned out to be Young Master Wang.

"Ms. Yu, hello." Young Master Wang said with a smile, "Haha, I met the book friends. I am the number one leader of "Zhu Xian"."

"I also forwarded the Weibo of the author of that dog to help you promote the album."

What Young Master Wang said made Yu Caiwei and Ye Zhiqiu feel suffocated, and Yu Caiwei glanced at Ye Zhiqiu with a half-smile.

Ye Zhiqiu felt a little guilty in his heart. In reality, when the author meets a book friend, the society dies instantly.

This Young Master Wang is acting like a fool, he won't hit someone on the spot, right?I've been walking him a lot on the Internet, like tipping [-] orange coins in exchange for a one-off update.

Yu Caiwei thanked him politely, and Young Master Wang turned his attention to Ye Zhiqiu again, exchanging warm greetings.

There were only four young people in the field, and the three of them chatted together, leaving Tian Xiong sitting aside in embarrassment.

Tian Xiong had a feud with Ye Zhiqiu, so of course he didn't want to talk to Ye Zhiqiu.In addition, he relied on his status, considered himself a cultural person, and looked down on the rich second generation like Wang Dashao.

Tian Xiong wanted to sit next to Yu Caiwei for further communication, but his small plan was destroyed, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to sit down next to Young Master Wang unwillingly.