818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Yan Jiu was sitting, her straight back made her thin and thin even more.

Chi Ming was already tall, standing in front of him could see the collarbone through his collar.

Chi Ming's mind is not very bright at the moment, his thoughts went wrong in some maze, he actually wanted to ask Yan Jiu how he knew him, only after a few seconds did he regain some IQ, and remembered that he was an actor after all.

Although not red, but familiar face is still there.

After being relatively silent for a while, Chi Ming finally remembered why he came here.

"Why is my parrot here with you?"

Yan Jiu's eyelashes drooped slightly, there was a trace of sleepiness in his eyes, and his tone was calm, "I picked it up at the door."

Chi Mingxin said that this problem-solving step is a bit jumpy, right? Immediately after the "solution" is the answer.After all, the little bald hair mysteriously disappeared and appeared in such a far away place, he must want to know more about the situation, but Yan Jiu is a capitalized indifference, and his words are like throwing money, so he doesn't know how to ask more details.

Forget it.

"Then...thank you." After holding back for a long time, Chi Ming could only utter these three words plus six dots, perfectly chatting to death.

The atmosphere was filled with embarrassment that was visible to the naked eye. Relying on his understanding of his Master Jiu, Uncle Bai came out to make a rescue at the right time, "No matter how it got lost, it's lucky to find it. Take it back quickly."

This is the eviction order.

"Thank you." This time he choked out only two words, and when Chi Ming turned around, he was a little annoyed that he was about to get hurt internally.

"and many more."

Yan Jiu's voice was like his own, as cold as ice, but it could be sharpened straight into people's hearts.

Chi Ming turned back again, waiting for his next words.

Yan Jiu's gaze is like a butterfly flapping its wings in time-lapse photography, slowly circling between Chi Ming and Xiao Bald Mao a few times.

"How do you prove it's yours?"

Uncle Bai counted silently in his heart: eight characters, without interruption, with one punctuation.

"Ah?" Chi Ming hadn't been asked this kind of question before, how could he prove that the little bald hair belonged to him?

Isn't this as metaphysical as how to prove that your son is your son?

but……

"Don't tell me, it can really prove it." He took out his mobile phone and showed Yan Jiu the purchase record, "Look at this wig, it's the one on its head, and there is a blue one at home."

The corners of Yan Jiu's mouth raised obviously.

Uncle Bai recorded in his heart: I laughed, today is the first time.

Chi Ming's eyes followed the curve of Yan Jiu's lips, and raised the corners of his mouth, and then continued to look up, carefully looking at his facial features...

This guy looks so fucking foul.

At this time, I heard Yan Jiu say two words, "Sell it?"

Chi Ming: "?"

Yan Jiu's eyes fell on the little bald hair, "It's very cute, I like it, do you want to sell it?"

Uncle Bai continued to count silently in his heart: nine characters, three punctuation marks.

"..." Chi Ming, "Not for sale."

"Are you sure?" Yan Jiu's extremely beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and matched with a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Chi Ming's tone softened subconsciously, "Thank you for liking, but this is my son and I won't sell it."

Yan Jiu changed her posture, propped her chin with her right hand, and seemed more careless, but the sleepiness in her eyes gradually faded away, replaced by interested concentration.

"Five thousand." Yan Jiu offered the price.

"If you really like it, you can buy one. This parrot is called Xuanfeng. It's not expensive. The total amount of equipment is less than five thousand."

"Ten thousand." Yan Jiu raised the price.

"I said, not for sale."

"fifty thousand."

"Not for sale."

"One hundred thousand."

"Not for sale."

"50."

"..." Chi Ming frowned, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, 100 million." Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows lightly, "Or, you come to make an offer."

Uncle Bai counted silently in his heart: twelve words.

Chi Ming: "A parrot can only be bought at a pet store for a few dozen yuan. Now you want to spend 100 million yuan to buy mine? Is it RMB?"

Yan Jiu: "Or US dollars, British pounds, it's up to you, just make an offer, I want this one of yours."

Uncle Bai: "!!!"

Nineteen characters!Refresh the record for the week

Chi Ming: "..."

The rich man's world is really exciting.

Yan Jiu looked at Uncle Bai, and compared the length with his left thumb and index finger. Uncle Bai understood, and handed Yan Jiu the pen pinned to his skirt.

Yan Jiu leaned forward slightly, took Chi Ming's hand, turned it over, and wrote a series of numbers on his wrist.

"Give you a day to think about it."

"No need." Chi Ming felt a little angry, "I said, don't sell it, even if you give it [-] million, I won't sell it."

Yan Jiu closed the pen with a snap.

"What about the two hundred million?"

Chi Ming finally found out that he was also a dead face control. Although he was upset, he couldn't say anything harsh to this face. He held back for a while, took Yan Jiu's pen directly, grabbed his hand, and pressed it on the table. On the back of the hand is a doodle.

"My son bought it at the night market. Here is the map. Please bring two hundred million to pick one out yourself."

After saying this, Chi Ming turned his head and left.

Uncle Bai followed to the door and came back after checking that the door was indeed closed, "Master Jiu, it's not right for you to do this, even if you really like that parrot, you can choose a more devious way, it's too straightforward to hurt people's self-esteem. "

"That requires the other party to have self-esteem first." Yan Jiu played with the pen, "Uncle Bai, the entertainment industry is different from what I imagined."

Yan Jiu was deeply impressed by this "unable to become famous for a long time". If the other party is very principled about pets, then naturally he will not be taken care of by others.

The trial failed.

It's a pity, he originally wanted to try Bao Xingxing.

But Uncle Bai didn't have time to think about the differences in the entertainment industry. His Master Jiu just said 23 words. After breaking the record for this week, he broke the record for this month.

That delay in being famous is simply poisonous.

Weibo ushered in the latest wave of hot searches.

NO.1——mysterious review

Chi Ming was busy recording all afternoon, and when he was taking a break, he swiped Weibo and saw this trending search.

Like a flash of white light behind Conan, he suddenly connected several things together.

He refused to show up, sponsored the opening of the store, and Yan Jiu offered a sky-high price to buy his bald son.

The mysterious judge must be Yan Jiu.

Chi Ming couldn't bear to call Shen Danqing, "To be honest, since you signed me, I haven't seen people better."

Shen Danqing: "You are so angry, who provoked you?"

"No one, it's hot." Chi Ming walked half a circle in the hotel room, "The mysterious reviewer who is hotly searched, guess who it is?"

"Oh? Who is it?" Shen Danqing seemed very interested, but Chi Ming could hear the trick.

"You already knew?"

"So he messed with you?"

"No trouble, but this person is completely different from what you imagined."

"I don't need to imagine, I just need him to be handsome and popular." Shen Danqing said with a smile, "What did you imagine before? The young man from a rich family fights the disease bravely, and his heart is pure and spotless?"

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