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Under Long Dongqiang's desperate eyes, the two lay down on the lawn.

Fang Man rolled over, rolled to Qian Tianyi's side, and said, "Are you alright?"

Qian Tianyi slowly burst into a smile: "Okay."

Fang Man rolled back under the shade of the tree, the jade-like leaves were illuminated by the sun, and the blue sky and white clouds were hidden in the gap between the leaves.He thought, has Kong Que ever lay down on the lawn?It was hard for Fang Man to imagine Kong Que rolling on the lawn, and he really wanted him to lie down.He felt that the fragmented sunlight would look good on his face.

At this time, Qian Tianyi actually spoke, and said slowly: "Fang——Guo."

"Hey—" Fang Man rolled over, his voice slowed down uncontrollably, "What's the matter?"

"Do you-have-what-can-be-perform-act-in-the-skill-capable-?"

Fang Man thought for a while, and said: "That's too much. I've been versatile since I was a child. I can do a little bit of everything. It's not a problem to sing and dance. If I don't go to the Spring Festival Gala, it will be a loss to the people of the whole country."

Qian Tianyi turned his head slowly, with an expression of "I can't answer what you said".

Fang Man laughed, and said, "Why are you asking this? Do you want to watch my talent show on the big lawn?"

"It's almost-duan-noon." Qian Tianyi hooked his fingers, "Dong-dong, you-come-say."

Fang Man was stunned by Long Dongqiang's first sentence, "During the Dragon Boat Festival, Mr. Kong will hold a mid-year party, which is similar to the company's annual meeting."

Fang Man: "..."

Because of the double salary during holidays, there are always lovers wanting to see Kong Que in different ways every festive season, so Kong Que stipulated that every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, everyone can come to Kong Que’s castle in England and perform on stage to attract Kong Que. Lack of attention.

Long Dong said strongly: "Many of Mr. Kong's lovers are idol stars, singing and dancing on stage, competing for beauty, then we will... Teacher Fang, you understand. He came on stage in a daze, guess what he did? "

Fang Man said, "Congratulate Kong Que after playing a game and breaking the opponent's crystal?"

"That's more inspirational than this," Long Dongqiang patted Qian Tianyi's leg, "I do Tai Chi on stage every day!"

Fang Man: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha..."

Long Dong said strongly: "But Tian Tian is too lazy, he didn't hit twice before he flopped off."

Fang Man couldn't help laughing: "Wise."

Speaking of now, Qian Tianyi finally wanted to get to the point: "Director Fang, shall we co-act?"

Fang Man said: "You'd better not move anything on stage, just use it as a prop for me, right?"

Qian Tianyi nodded sincerely.

Fang Man said steadily like an old dog: "Okay, isn't it easy to get along. You said we lack a boss, what kind of boring hobby is this? How many years has it been since the Qing Dynasty died? Chuhua, I have to talk about him later."

As soon as the words were finished, a smell of red wine came from behind. Standing under the tree, Kong Que was wearing a black suit, leaning on a gorgeous cane with a bird's head. He pushed his glasses as if he was shooting a pictorial, and said with a smile, "Let's talk."

Fang Man rushed over, and said cowardly, "Long live, long live, long live, Mr. Que." Under Long Dongqiang's desperate eyes, the two of them lay down on the lawn.

Fang Man rolled over, rolled to Qian Tianyi's side, and said, "Are you alright?"

Qian Tianyi slowly burst into a smile: "Okay."

Fang Man rolled back under the shade of the tree, the jade-like leaves were illuminated by the sun, and the blue sky and white clouds were hidden in the gap between the leaves.He thought, has Kong Que ever lay down on the lawn?It was hard for Fang Man to imagine Kong Que rolling on the lawn, and he really wanted him to lie down.He felt that the fragmented sunlight would look good on his face.

At this time, Qian Tianyi actually spoke, and said slowly: "Fang——Guo."

"Hey—" Fang Man rolled over, his voice slowed down uncontrollably, "What's the matter?"

"Do you-have-what-can-be-perform-act-in-the-skill-capable-?"

Fang Man thought for a while, and said: "That's too much. I've been versatile since I was a child. I can do a little bit of everything. It's not a problem to sing and dance. If I don't go to the Spring Festival Gala, it will be a loss to the people of the whole country."

Qian Tianyi turned his head slowly, with an expression of "I can't answer what you said".

Fang Man laughed, and said, "Why are you asking this? Do you want to watch my talent show on the big lawn?"

"It's almost-duan-noon." Qian Tianyi hooked his fingers, "Dong-dong, you-come-say."

Fang Man was stunned by Long Dongqiang's first sentence, "During the Dragon Boat Festival, Mr. Kong will hold a mid-year party, which is similar to the company's annual meeting."

Fang Man: "..."

Because of the double salary during holidays, there are always lovers wanting to see Kong Que in different ways every festive season, so Kong Que stipulated that every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, everyone can come to Kong Que’s castle in England and perform on stage to attract Kong Que. Lack of attention.

Long Dong said strongly: "Many of Mr. Kong's lovers are idol stars, singing and dancing on stage, competing for beauty, then we will... Teacher Fang, you understand. He came on stage in a daze, guess what he did? "

Fang Man said, "Congratulate Kong Que after playing a game and breaking the opponent's crystal?"

"That's more inspirational than this," Long Dongqiang patted Qian Tianyi's leg, "I do Tai Chi on stage every day!"

Fang Man: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha..."

Long Dong said strongly: "But Tian Tian is too lazy, he didn't hit twice before he flopped off."

Fang Man couldn't help laughing: "Wise."

Speaking of now, Qian Tianyi finally wanted to get to the point: "Director Fang, shall we co-act?"

Fang Man said: "You'd better not move anything on stage, just use it as a prop for me, right?"

Qian Tianyi nodded sincerely.

Fang Man said steadily like an old dog: "Okay, isn't it easy to get along. You said we lack a boss, what kind of boring hobby is this? How many years has it been since the Qing Dynasty died? Chuhua, I have to talk about him later."

As soon as the words were finished, a smell of red wine came from behind. Standing under the tree, Kong Que was wearing a black suit, leaning on a gorgeous cane with a bird's head. He pushed his glasses as if he was shooting a pictorial, and said with a smile, "Let's talk."

Fang Man rushed over, cowardly and skinny: "Long live, long live, long live, Mr. Que."