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Chapter 216 The Struggle between 'Cat and Mouse' (Please subscribe!)

"Getting to know Mama Qiu, a great woman!"

A scarf was issued, and the most common comment under Liu Qianqian's photo was: Who is Chusovitina?

But soon someone started to do some popular science under Liu Qianqian’s scarf, because she is a legend!

A legend in gymnastics!

The five named actions have represented three countries in the Olympics.

In order to treat her son's illness and raise more funds, she participated in vaulting, balance beam, uneven bars, and floor exercise. As long as she could master and participate in it, she said she could try it.

Because she is much older than the other contestants, she has a cute nickname in China - 'Mother Qiu'.

This name is as cute as 'Chusovina Jump' with a difficulty level of 6.3.

In the vault, the first jump is the Puwa jump with a difficulty coefficient of 7.1, the tied second is the jump of Cheng Fei and Amanar with a difficulty coefficient of 6.5, and the third jump is Chusovitina's jump.

Lying on Xiang Yang's legs, Liu Qianqian's eyes blinked, and her slender fingertips kept brushing the messages on her scarf. She would giggle when she saw something interesting.

She felt that she had done something meaningful again.

Because of this, not only can I improve myself better, but I can also help others, and I can also set a good example. It is simply killing three birds with one stone.

(The improvement here refers to ballet-related.)

"Uh, wifey, my legs are a little numb."

Xiang Yang, who was holding a heavy book by his side, frowned slightly when he heard her laughter while flipping through it, and said in a low voice.

"Sit down, how many of you want me to sleep on you?" Liu Qianqian raised her eyes and glanced at them with a haughty expression.

"Oh, okay then." Xiang Yang nodded.

"Hey." Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she was immersed in happiness, happily enjoying the feeling of pampering brought by Xiang Yang.

Even if you have a foundation in ballet, it is not easy to pick it up again.

It may seem easy to do the waist splits, but behind every beautiful dance, there is sweat and hardship.Of course, there are many benefits to practicing dance since childhood. Her tall and straight posture and fresh temperament are the fruits of Liu Qianqian’s long-term efforts in dance.

But she suffered a lot in this matter when she was a child.

When she was a child, she often cried over this matter.

But she won’t be the one who doesn’t have to cry in the future, and she won’t be the only one crying.

Because in the future, he will practice ballet with him, do those painful leg presses, and he will also do those stretching exercises with him.

Yes, with him here, I am not alone.

This feeling between two people is so good.

"Xiang Yang." Thinking of this, she suddenly put her phone aside, climbed up from the sofa, and hugged Xiang Yang who looked at her in surprise, "Stop reading and look at me, okay."

"Ok?"

"I have something to tell you." Liu Qianqian pouted and motioned to Xiang Yang to put down the book with her eyes.

Her coquettish look made Xiang Yang swallow subconsciously, put the book on his lap, and squeezed his sore thigh with his hand, "What do you want to say?"

"Hey." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips, "Kiss me."

After saying that, she tapped Xiang Yang on the cheek, and then looked at him with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yang was a little confused.

"It's nothing, I just want to kiss you suddenly."

After the words fell, Liu Qianqian took another sip.

This made Xiang Yang a little curious. After suppressing his inner excitement, he asked with a smile: "What's wrong? You're so happy."

"It's okay, I won't let you kiss me yet."

After snorting, Liu Qianqian let go of her hand in disappointment. Under Xiang Yang's surprised gaze, she muttered the word "idiot" and walked to Dongdong's side with light steps.

He picked up Dongdong who was watching the show.

"Meow."

Dongdong shouted at her, as if he agreed with Liu Qianqian's evaluation, and blinked affirmatively.

"Yeah, dad is a big idiot." Liu Qianqian said playfully, then hugged Xiang Yang, who was still sitting on the sofa and was still sitting on the sofa, minding his own business and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

Amidst the "dong dong dong" footsteps, Liu Qianqian sighed something, but Xiang Yang couldn't hear it clearly.

Confused, he just raised his eyebrows and rubbed his chin twice. Where am I stupid?

The next day, Little John checked into the hotel.

Jiang Mumu had been waiting outside early, and soon saw a yawning little John walking out carrying a box.

This was not the first time for everyone to meet. After Jiang Mumu said hello to Little John, he opened his trunk and said, "Little John, you are so awesome. You even sent an email to our headquarters. Our editor-in-chief was almost scared to death." !

Not even my boss can control me like this! "

"Please don't mention this guy in front of me, thank you." Little John was not very interested. After putting away his luggage, he said to Jiang Mumu, "Have you found the good restaurant I asked you to find?"

Jiang Mumu frowned when he heard this, meaning: Are you two quarreling again?

"Hey, let's go, let's get down to business first."

There is no sense of boundary between Little John and Xiangyang.

Because they are so familiar with each other.

There are some things that can be done. For example, he can steal Xiang Yang's VISA card quietly, and then use the other person's name to treat people to dinner, although this cost him a piggy bank.

For example, he can also look through Xiang Yang's drawer at will, because he knows that there can't be anything unsightly in that bag, otherwise Xiang Yang would not let Sarah buy it, even though it cost him another bag not long after he bought it. piggy bank.

These are things that only close friends would do, just like Xiang Yang snatched his car away from him in the middle of the night and let him take a taxi home alone in Paris at night, which is dangerous.

But this sense of boundary is very subtle.

It was so subtle that he felt depressed after being raided, but he didn't dare to talk about it.Mainly because he was afraid that after telling him, he would not only have to practice ballet with Xiang Yang, but also kneel on the washboard in front of Laura.

But when he thought about Xiang Yang shaking his piggy bank, he had a sarcastic face.

"Mu, you Orientals, what will happen if you hide money privately after getting married?"

Jiang Mumu, who was driving seriously, heard this sudden question and glanced at Little John curiously, with a slight grin on his lips, "It depends on how much is hidden."

Little John blinked, and he roughly calculated how much money Xiangyang had in his mind.

Xiang Yanggang spent 15 US dollars to buy a necklace for Liu Qianqian. He also spent so much money to buy a house. He probably didn't have much money. "If it was only one year's salary, or two years' salary, it would be What's it like?"

"So much." Jiang Mumu didn't know how to answer after hearing the salary for one or two years.

<divclass="contentadv">The main reason is that she has no experience in this area.

"Well, I'm afraid it will end badly, maybe divorce?"

"Divorce? It's so exaggerated!"

Little John exclaimed subconsciously, forget it, let's think about something else. He didn't want to, his friend was single again, but how could he swallow this breath?

After thinking about it, Little John couldn't think of a good way.

It wasn't until Jiang Mumu drove to the Suzhou Silk Research Institute, met Mr. Qian, and visited the entire Song brocade production process at the invitation of the other party that he suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

"I told you to threaten me! You, Xiangyang, can offend me, Little John I, at will!"

With a raised corner of his mouth, Little John held Qian's hand modestly and smiled attentively:

"Ms. Qian, in addition to asking me to hand over the two invitation letters to you and Master Li this time, he also wants me to tell you that he plans to use Song Jin elements to create a hotel called Chelsea." The football club designed special edition team uniforms to promote the culture of Song Jin and let more young people pay attention to this precious heritage."

Jiang Mumu heard the words and translated them carefully.

I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart that my boss was so awesome that he would have such a wonderful idea to promote such a legacy.

Idol!

No wonder his idol fell in love with him!

"Oh, really." Everyone Qian and Li Gong looked at each other. Neither of them knew what Chelsea Club was translated by the little girl.

Noticing the confusion between the two of them, Jiang Mumu quickly took out her phone and explained.

Upon hearing that it was a big foreign club with millions of domestic fans, everyone immediately realized what impact this incident would have on the inheritance of Song Jin culture.

With a kind smile, she laughed repeatedly and said: "I have a heart, I have a heart."

Xiang Yang is a good young man. This is also a good thing. Even the fair and tender foreigner in front of him is much more pleasing to the eye.

And when he heard that the craftsmanship that had been passed down for thousands of years would be put on the bodies of tens of thousands of Chinese people again, mostly young people, Li Gong's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

In China in 2009, Hanfu culture had not yet emerged.

In the eyes of young people, these expensive fabrics are just synonymous with "decay".

"Little girl, can you help me ask this foreign friend if he is really not joking about this?" Li Gong's voice was choked because he felt that this road was about to see the light of day.

Jiang Mumu nodded and quickly translated the words to Little John.

"Of course, I can sign the contract now. I am TJ's general manager and I have the final say on this matter."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

Two hours later, as he shook the contract of intention he had just signed with the Suzhou Silk Research Institute, Little John's mouth once again showed a sense of triumphant joy.

Seeing his face, Jiang Mumu couldn't help but be curious, "Why are you so happy?"

"You don't understand. Let's go to the restaurant and have a big meal, haha"

"Uh, let me think about it."

Jiang Mumu was confused and couldn't figure out what this guy was doing. She was just happy for Mr. Qian and Gong Li.

Because, this is indeed a good thing.

I don’t know how my boss will combine the song brocade with the jersey. I will definitely buy one when the time comes to show my support.

Just support your idol.

Jiang Mumu smiled.

France, Avenue Fubao.

After finishing the meeting and preparing to start selecting models next week, Xiangyang has just returned to the office.

"Xiang, these are some references provided by the painters. You need to take a look at it as soon as possible." Sarah, who was chasing after her, gently knocked on Xiang Yang's door and said:

"I can only give it to the boss if you have no problem after reading it."

"Oh, okay." Xiang Yang nodded and motioned Sarah to put the drawings on the desk. At the same time, he took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a 50 euro note and said:

"Go buy some iced coffee, I'll treat everyone to it."

"Yeah, okay." Sarah smiled, "Is there anything else you need?"

"No need." Xiang Yang was saying. The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. When he took it out and saw that it was a domestic phone number, he was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Xiang, do you still remember my voice?"

"Old Qian Qian, of course I have not forgotten what you said. Have you received the invitation?"

"Thank you for being so thoughtful." Everyone Qian smiled.

She has been abroad many times for exchanges, but never as happy as she is now.

Is the order amount given by Xiangyang large?Actually not much, but the meaning is different.

I communicated with my young assistant and got to know Jiang Mumu. Everyone valued Song Jin’s ability to be in the eyes of young people in a young way.

So there's nothing wrong with calling a young man in person to say thank you to a young man who needed some advice half a year ago.

"Xiao Xiang, I feel relieved that young people like you will care about these old people from now on. On behalf of Li Gong and others who are not very embarrassed to talk, I would like to say thank you."

When Xiang Yang heard this, he was a little frightened, and he quickly replied:

"Mr. Qian, look at what you said, you praise me too much."

"I'm looking forward to your work. Li Gonggang also told me that when he gets to Paris, he wants you to take him to watch football games and experience the atmosphere of that club called Chelsea."

"Paris? Chelsea?" Xiang Yang wondered, isn't he in London?

Everyone Qian smiled and said, "It's the one who commissioned us to use Song brocade to make jerseys."

Xiangyang, "."

I have a day off tomorrow. I have been working on [-] words for more than a month. I am tired.