The little prince of the movie queen's house

The warm hand squeezed in through the gap between the buttons of the coat, moved around, and stopped on the chest.Chi Yi clasped Qianjiu's neck with both hands, so forgetful.

If... it seems... just give yourself to her like this, it's not bad...

One life and two lives, even if you haven't experienced it, you know everything you need to know.

She was emotional, but Qian Jiu pulled away with a cold face.

Chi Yi was stunned for a second, looked at Qian Jiu without changing his face, and spoke coldly:

——"Why don't you wear clothes when it's so cold?"

Chi Yi hung on Qianjiu's body, buried his head on her chest, gasping for breath.The raging flames almost burned her out, she was dizzy, and couldn't help but want to throw herself into her arms. Although she is almost like this now, she still wants more.

Qian Jiu's words were like a basin of ice water being poured over her head, leaving no sparks left for her.

Watering one pot is not enough, continue to pour the second pot - "It doesn't look like a movie queen when you come out with disheveled clothes."

what does it look like

Chi Yi's eyes were confused, and he saw his own appearance in Qian Jiu's clear eyes, his cheeks were blushing, and his lips were shining with crystal water, anyone could tell what happened just now.

Qian Jiu's hand had already been drawn out, just like she was pulling out her feelings, it was done cleanly, without leaving any muddy water.

"Are you going or should I go?" Qian Jiu looked normal, as if she didn't take the intimate behavior just now to heart.

Chi Yi didn't dare to let go, she was dizzy and her legs were so weak that she didn't have any strength in her body.

"I……"

"You go?" Qian Jiu looked at her with a half-smile, and immediately pulled herself out of the embrace, "It's easy to go, I won't see you off."

Qian Jiuyi let go of her, Chi Yi's feet were weak and she almost knelt down, she staggered and moved two steps to the side, panting and leaning on the sofa, she managed to stabilize her body.

Chi Yi raised his head, his eyes were empty, and when he met Qian Jiu's eyes, he was cold and self-sufficient, with vague impatience.

The temperature gradually turned cold, and the chill rushed up, and she was completely awake.

what is she doing?

what is she doing?

"I'm sorry." Chi Yi forced herself to regain her senses and stood up. She lowered her eyes, folded her hands on her chest, and subconsciously wrapped her coat. The temperature of the floor heating rose, but she still shivered.

She didn't dare to look at Qianjiu, Qianjiu probably still looked at her coldly, without any emotion.

Chi Yi almost ran away from the door.

She didn't cry, it was her own doing.

worthy of responsibility.

Qian Jiu tightly clenched her fists until the door closed, and she suddenly let out a breath, her demeanor dropped down.

almost... almost...

She couldn't hold back and took off Chi Yi's clothes.

Qian Jiu leaned on the chair and sat down, after a while, she got up and went to the bathroom.

The person in the mirror had a serious face, Qian Jiu raised his hand to touch his own face, there seemed to be traces left by Chi Yi.

Qian Jiu stretched out her hand, grabbed a handful of water, bent down, and splashed it on her face.

One after another, cold water freezes hands and brains.

If she doesn't love Chi Yi, she can do it.

Without love, it's not like you're dead, you can always get through it.

This kind of feeling that makes both parties painful should not exist in the first place.

When water and tears are mixed together, most of them are bitter.

The water from the faucet flowed through Qianjiu's eyes, drenched her head, and meandered into her heart.

**, astringent.

After a long time, she sat down at the desk again.

Pick up the pen and write down two words - fireworks.

Qianjiu didn't like fireworks before, they were fleeting and worthless except for being beautiful.But my aunt likes it. My aunt said that even if she existed for a short time, she tried her best to bloom her best appearance. It is hard not to like the fireworks of such hard work.

Qianjiu didn't like it even more, aunt was using fireworks as a metaphor for herself, Qianjiu didn't like her aunt saying such things at that time.

She hopes that her aunt will live a long life, and that the Heavenly Kingdom will live forever.

Qian Jiu blinked her eyes, her eyes were astringent, so astringent that she felt dry.

But now she hopes that she is a firework, ignited as soon as possible, and disappears as soon as possible.

Qian Jiu refused the program group's request to go out, and was locked in the room for five days in a row without ever going out.

The public opinion on the Internet has completely reversed, and Mingkai Entertainment, one of the giants in the industry, is deeply involved in the lawsuit and cannot extricate itself.

Artists under the banner turned their backs one after another, and Yu Qingqing was exposed to tax issues by insiders on the same day, and was forced to withdraw from the competition by the program group.

Netizens were so busy eating melons that they forgot about Qian Jiu's withdrawal from the blog.

"Shocking Big Melon!Yu Qingqing is the master of plagiarism"

Once a person is well-known, all kinds of black history will be dug out.

The post hit the top page.

Yu Qingqing, who was at the bottom of the two episodes in a row, also had her songs sung to the bottom.

"This TM is also called original? Did the program group eat s? Didn't it review it? I just asked which sentence was written by the whole body green himself?"

"YQQ - song synthesizer."

"666 plagiarized like this, the program team still has the nerve to say an original single, vomit!"

"The summary on the second floor is in place. Looking at another post, someone has figured out which song each sentence comes from. You are really a master over there, and you are really skinny on the second floor."

"Don't say that on the first floor, at least she wrote the lyrics herself."

"Upstairs is filled with fans? Another great god posted the way, and the lyrics are also synthesized. Are you happy? Are you happy? Are you exciting? Are you slapping your face?"

"Mango's urination is not known today. I think the comments of several mentors are very interesting. You can go and see. The program group is really not human. It forced the three mentors to be like this, and the three old artists were forced to hone their skills. The art of speaking."

"Hahahaha I also saw it upstairs, the most classic is the evaluation of the head of Chu Qiuhong - I heard that there is a kind of acting called sacrifice-style acting, yours may be called seizing-house-style creation, I wish you continue to learn humbly .”

"md Chu Tuan is absolutely dead! God tm's creation!"

All major music software urgently removed all of Yu Qingqing's songs.

The hot searches on Weibo are also very popular, and it's all about this matter.

Mingkai Entertainment took the lead, bringing its tainted artists to sweep the entire front row of hot searches.

Zhang Lige is no exception.

Yu Qingqing's Weibo could no longer squeeze people in, so the netizens simply ran to Zhang Lige's Weibo and started firing.

"Mr. Zhang, can you take your song synthesizer back by yourself?"

"Teacher Zhang is getting old, can this kind of little wife not be able to handle it?"

There are quite a few fans who turn off fans and turn back. Since Zhang Lige won the award, he has basically not received any outstanding works, and hooked up with a traffic star. The fans hated Yu Qingqing for interfering with Zhang Lige's development.

This time, Yu Qingqing's accident dragged Zhang Lige down, and most of the fans picked up their keyboards to defend the rightful owner.Some fans were so disappointed that they lost their fans and turned black.

Dingli Gotham: #张立歌##明凯娱乐# I’ve been a fan for almost ten years, and I seldom have Lao Zhang’s name because of his works. At that time, his acting skills were still very immature, and his fans were few. He has never been so big. When it came to fighting on a scale, since he got married, he stopped accepting works and started playing variety shows. Okay, this is his route plan. We fans can’t speak up, so we silently support it. I won’t talk about Yu Qingqing’s matter, after all, it’s his private matter. .

What about Mingkai Entertainment?People's evidence is all stone hammers. How many lawsuits are there, can you pretend not to see it?He is one of the major shareholders of Mingkai. If you tell me that he is innocent and ignorant, who will believe it?Has he responded so far?

Personal character is just like this, if you stop being a fan, you won't be a fan anymore.Others don't come to pinch me. It's your business to pretend to be blind. When the judgment comes out, you don't know who to hit in the face.

When Cheng Nan reported the results to Chi Yi, Chi Yi was watching TV on the sofa with the dog in his arms.

All the video data of Qianjiu are still circulating on the TV.

"Sister Chi, Ming Kai will definitely be finished. Zhang Lige has already been detained."

"En." Chi Yiming's eyes were slightly closed, and his chin rested on the man's head. There was nothing unexpected about the established result.

Mantou obediently let her hold her, watching TV with her.

"Song Sijun seems to have caught fire." Cheng Nan said with joy, "But I don't know if it's her. Their actions are all related to politics, so it's hard to guess. But it should be similar."

"Well, don't worry about her."

"Miss Chi?"

Cheng Nan carefully looked at the person on the other side of the screen, his face was pale, wondering if it was a problem with the light.

"Anything else?"

Chi Yi's voice was soft, as if he had no strength.

"No." Cheng Nan smiled, "The program team gave me two more tickets, will you accompany me to watch tomorrow night?"

The picture on the other end moved, and after a while, the video hung up.

Cheng Nan caught two very light words: "Don't go."

……

Qian Jiu knew that Yu Qingqing had retired from the competition, and it was already the 21st.

She went out and found a team to accompany her.

Talked casually to her executive director.

Just retreat, she wanted to retreat at first.

Qian Jiu didn't take this matter to heart, there are only two days left, and tomorrow night's match will be over.

How is love.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the night of the 22nd, at five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was overcast and it started to snow.

Qian Jiu stood by the window, watching the snowflakes flying outside the window, there was a rare wave on his cold face.

For her, the snowy weather did not leave any good memories.

The snow fell heavily after a while, and a thin layer of white was deposited on the ground. Two or three girls downstairs came out to take pictures.

Qian Jiu pursed her lower lip, Tian Yu Kingdom, after all, it was a long time ago.Most of her soldiers died in that snowy day, including herself, too.

"This year the snow fell earlier than usual."

Qian Jiu was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice that Zhou Huaian walked beside her, her train of thought was interrupted at once, and her thoughts suddenly went blank.

"Really?" She replied after a while.

"Yeah," Zhou Huaian said with a smile, "Drink together after the game? It's most comfortable to drink some wine in snowy weather. I went back to Suzhou and brought a few bottles of wine suitable for girls from Sister Mei. "

I promised him last time, but I never thought of breaking my promise.

Zhou Huaian was probably afraid that she would go back on his word.

"Okay." Qian Jiu agreed without thinking too much.

I always feel like I forgot something.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the game started on time.The program team has also been scolded for being out of Xiang in the past few days. In order to be fair and open, the last match was changed to a live broadcast.

Qian Jiu drew lots and got the last one. She sat in the lounge and watched the four people in front finish singing one by one.

Zhou Huai'an played steadily as always, he was the second last, and as soon as he finished singing, he went to Qianjiu.

When Zhou Huaian bowed, Qian Jiu heard screams from the audience.

The screaming continued until she took the stage.

The light of the stage focused on her.

She didn't do any special styling, it was still the Pikachu sweater, paired with a pair of light-colored harem pants, a pair of simple sneakers under her feet, and the peaked cap was worn backwards.

This is the first time for Qianjiu to try a different style, and the theme of this issue is 'myself'.

The singer himself, Qian Jiu himself.

She said OK to the guitarist, and when the accompaniment sounded, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became turbulent.

The lights dimmed, and Qian Jiu's voice came out slowly.

"Alone Fireworks,"

"It was gorgeous."

"Don't care about other people's lives,"

"Why waste time with common things."

Clean and ethereal, sometimes alienated from the fiery accompaniment, sometimes converging, hovering over the hall.

"A flash of fireworks,"

"Love it, hate it, shine it."

"There is nothing wrong with regret!"

"I am who I am!"

"what……"

The song is not long, and Qian Jiu soared a high note at the end.

It seemed as if all the emotions were contained in that lingering voice.

The lights were completely dimmed, only giving the accompanist a little light.

Qianjiu stood on the stage, Pikachu's sweater and sneakers glowed in the dark.

She is fireworks.

She is her own light.

The applause broke out, and the voices of the little girls in the front row were all shattered.

The screen in the live broadcast room was filled with dense barrage.

"Fuck! Is Qianjiu's singing skills so good?"

"How old is she? She looks so tender!"

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling on a tablet..."

"Everyone, step aside and leave a place for me to kneel!"

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