You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

The familiar and no longer familiar voice came to my ears through the handset of the mobile phone.

Obviously it was just a simple ending, but Jiang Qiyu could keenly detect a hint of danger from these two words.

"......"

She let out a long sigh, intending to preemptively:

"Qi Yu, I met more than 500 contestants today, and you don't even know how outrageous they are!"

"..."

How could Qi Yu on the other side of the phone not know about her little thought, but he didn't intend to expose it, so he responded smoothly:

"Well, how outrageous is that?"

Jiang Qiyu, who originally wanted to find someone to change the topic, suddenly regained her spirits when she heard this.

Holding the phone and frowning slightly, he began to complain about all kinds of strange encounters today:

"Let me tell you, do you know the names of the other two mentors who are with me today..."

She talked on the phone vividly and walked in front, while Yu Xiaoyu followed behind obediently with her bag in her hand.

However, at an angle where no one could see, she squinted her eyes and quietly looked at the dancing figure in front of her.

His face was full of the wretched expression of "I knew your kid was having an affair with him".

"..."

Just like that, Jiang Qiyu walked out while talking on the phone with Qi Yu on the other side.

Sister Chen, who had arranged to wait at the door of the nanny's car, saw the two coming out and immediately went up to meet them. Just as she was about to say hello, she was held down by Yu Xiaoyu who rushed up.

She glanced at the devoted person who was on the phone, then turned her head to look at Yu Xiaoyu who stopped her with puzzled eyes.

Sister Chen raised her eyebrows: (What do you mean?)

Yu Xiaoyu smiled: (There is a situation.)

Sister Chen: (What's the situation?)

Yu Xiaoyu: (The situation is like this, the specific situation depends on the situation.)

"..."

But because the two of them didn't have a tacit understanding, Sister Chen couldn't receive the meaning in the little assistant's eyes.

But at least she realized that Yu Xiaoyu didn't want her to disturb her own artist who was on the phone.

The fine-looking Sister Chen smiled knowingly, and stopped talking.

The three of them got into the nanny car and went straight to the hotel where they were staying.

It's already very late today, they plan to rest in City S for one night, and then return to City A tomorrow morning.

Along the way, Jiang Qiyu described to Qi Yu vividly all the wonderful things she could remember.

Listening to the man's response and chuckle from time to time, she unconsciously talked more and more, getting more and more involved.

He even ignored the two bright eyes beside him.

It wasn't until they arrived at the place that Jiang Qiyu ended her storytelling program with Mr. Lance.

She got out of the car, stood at the door of the hotel and looked up at the already pitch-black sky. She changed the slightly hot phone aside, and said calmly:

"By the way, are you calling me today?"

"..."

After her words fell, the man on the other end of the call was silent for a few breaths, and then smiled softly, with a soft tone rarely seen on that man:

"Nothing, just..."

"what?"

"I miss you a little."

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu paused as she was walking towards the hotel gate.

She was stunned, and then woke up by a gust of cool evening wind.

Just as she was about to speak, the man's deep erhu-like voice sounded like the one she had heard today:

"Why don't you speak?"

Gently hooking the corners of her lips, Jiang Qiyu spoke slowly into the phone receiver:

"Call me if you think about it. It's not that you don't know my number. It hasn't changed. It's still from the CCB."

"..."

The ambiguous atmosphere that was originally lingering between the two of them was completely broken by her words.

Jiang Qiyu smiled heartlessly in front of Qi Yu, who was rarely seen deflated, and was about to raise her hand to hang up the phone, but heard a light voice on the other side, almost scattered in the wind:

"it is good."

"Huh? What—"

"Beep-beep-beep-"

"..."

Facing this Mr. Qi Yu who clearly said he was the suitor, but always hung up the phone first.

Before Jiang Qiyu had time to show contempt for his aloof capitalist attitude, the originally dark phone screen suddenly lit up.

A text message from CCB appears in the message prompt bar:

[您尾号4233的储蓄卡有一笔新的交易提醒：交易币种：人民币/交易时间：4月22日21时08分/交易类型：收入/交易金额：50,000.00/可用余额：50,025.28]

"..."

Looking at the real gold and silver in black and white text in the text message, the old slave personality in her body instantly came out of her body.

Immediately forgave my dear young master for his slightly naughty behavior of hanging up the phone.

Jiang Qiyu walked lightly into the hotel, and at the same time put all the unheated 5 yuan in the card into Yu'e Bao.

Looking at the [-] million yuan that is making money and making money, she only feels that the future is bright, and the future is bright!

Yu Xiaoyu and Sister Chen who were waiting for her in front were still wondering.

Why is this person so intermittent?

Just now, he looked like he was about to drive west, how could he be resurrected with full blood in the blink of an eye?

Who watched the ad for her?

The three of them were all tired all day, and when they returned to the hotel, Yu Xiaoyu took off her makeup, and they each went back to their rooms to rest.

-

The next day, early in the morning, the cell phone beside the pillow started ringing non-stop.

"..."

"..."

"Ah (↘)!!!"

The death-like ringtone seemed to be endless, disturbing people's peace. Jiang Qiyu, who was still drowsy, sat up suddenly and looked for her mobile phone on the bed with her eyes closed.

After touching the talisman, she found the place to answer it and pressed it, relying on her absolute sense of being a first-class mobile phone enthusiast.

The resentment of getting up early was transmitted to the opposite side through the receiver:

"You'd better have something big."

"..."

But the other side seemed to be really overwhelmed by her resentment enough to support six evil sword celestial beings.

After several seconds of silence, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Jiang Qiyu, right? I want to meet you."