Countdown [entertainment]

Yin Qing also got up early that day, went to Xinghuang to go through the preliminary plan for the concert with his old mother Chu Yujing, because the music festival was in the middle of the afternoon, so he asked for leave at noon.

Chu Yujing looked like I knew you had something to do. After taking Yin Qing with him for so long, he knew everything about him well, so he waved his hand to drive him away.

Yin Qing went back to the rest room exclusive to Xinghuang, took her bag and stepped on it, thought for a while, and found an LV limited-edition tag necklace from the drawer, feeling that Jiu Mu's outfit was a bit too plain.

He drove the red Maserati that he brought back from Jiumu's house yesterday, and he really had the best feeling on his feet. A casual smile.

A huge banner saying "Qingyin Music Festival" was hung at the entrance, and the ticket gate was already overcrowded with more than an hour before the start. Yin Qing turned around in her car and left, going directly to the staff VIP parking lot.

He got out of the car and went backstage. There was a lounge in front. Yin Qing leisurely walked over and opened the door.

Inside, the make-up artist was busy making up for a male artist who was surrounded by him. The male artist was picking and picking and scolding the stylist next to him, and looked back impatiently at the sound.

He froze for a moment, avoided a make-up artist's hand, and stood up with a flattering expression: "Young Master Yin, why are you here? Do you want to use this dressing room? I'll be leaving right away... "

"Find someone."

Yin Qing replied casually, looked around, found no one he was looking for, turned around and walked out.

The second dressing room was almost in the same situation, Yin Qing was a little puzzled, and walked along the corridor.

There was no sign of Jiumu in several dressing rooms, Yin Qing flicked the necklace with her fingertips, and continued to look for it while walking.

There was a small room at the end of the corridor, which was probably remodeled as a utility room. Yin Qing stood at the door for 20 seconds, and then, out of nowhere, stretched out her hand and opened the door.

Xiao Li and Ren Xin turned their heads at the same time, the former stared wide-eyed, while the latter looked vigilant.

Jiumu glanced at this side lightly, then closed his eyes again: "Here we come."

Yin Qing first observed the layout of the entire dressing room, and frowned slightly: "Why is it here? They didn't allocate a formal dressing room for you?"

"It's just putting on makeup, what are you doing so grandly?" Jiumu said.

After a long time without feeling the makeup brush in Xiaoli's hand, Jiumu opened his eyes and asked, "Did you finish painting?"

Xiao Li, who was staring at Yin Qing, hastily regained her senses, and quickly said: "It's still a little bit short, just add some loose powder at the end."

As she said that, she secretly turned her face to the side again, and Yin Qing, with a loose expression in her peripheral vision, was slowly walking in, feeling very unreal.

"What are you doing here?" Ren Xin stood in front of Jiumu like a furry cat.

Yin Qing suddenly saw a washed apple in front of Jiumu's desk, stretched out her arm, took the apple from Ren Xin's face and bit it unceremoniously: "Tan Ban, didn't he tell you?"

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From his mouth, the words "Tangban" came out of Ren Xin's ears, and it became the evil intention of a weasel to wish a chicken a new year.

Especially Yin Qing also stole the apples she washed for Jiumu.

"Brother, it's done." Xiao Li murmured to Jiu.

Jiumu nodded, and said to Ren Xin above his head, "I told him, it's fine."

Yin Qing cocked her eyes at Ren Xin proudly.

Ren Xin glared at him, but stepped aside, touched an apple and ate it by herself, but her eyes were still glued to Yin Qing.

Yin Qing gnawed on the apple, and suddenly sat down on the dressing table in front of Jiumu, Jiumu raised her eyes slightly and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Although Yin Qing knew that Jiu Mu had turned over all the performances she had performed since a long time ago after agreeing to act as an assistant for her, although Yin Qing also had the same plan after knowing this, but the difference between the two was only a little mobility, Yin Qing hasn't watched Jiumu's video until now.

So this is the first time he saw Jiumu's stage makeup.

The boy was dressed in pure black, leather pants outlined his slender legs, and a few silver chains hung around his waist, giving off a cold glow.

He raised his head and looked directly at Yin Qing, his broken hair was disheveled in front of his forehead, his thin lips were lightly pursed, his facial features were sharp and clear, and the dark eyeliner picked out subtle arcs at the corners of his eyes, making his eyes even more indifferent and cold.

But for no reason added a frivolous frivolity of self-importance.

Yin Qing was taken aback by his glance.

Jiumu raised his right arm and put it on the armrest of the seat, the cufflinks glistened on his fair and delicate wrist, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

Yin Qing picked up the lost soul, and suddenly came up with bad taste, the corners of her lips curled up, she raised her hand and hung the necklace on Jiumu's neck, then lifted his chin, leaned over and smiled frivolously: "Come on , Give grandpa a smile, grandpa, how about raising you?"

"Hiss—" came the sound of Xiaoli gasping for air.

Jiumu just looked at him quietly, his dark and deep eyes contained no emotion, but showed more and more ecstatic indifference, like a vortex sucking people in.

In the entertainment circle, Yin Qing had never seen a boy with such a good look and temperament. She was obviously teasing him, but it seemed that he had the upper hand in terms of aura when they looked at each other like this.

Yin Qing was very dissatisfied. After thinking about it, she attributed it to her not wearing stage makeup today.

Yin Qing turned her face away, and said "boring" in a disinterested manner, trying to end this dissatisfied stare at him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiumu suddenly stood up with the sound of the chair being knocked down.

He raised his hand, his bony fingers touched Yin Qing's sideways face, raised his chin at the same angle, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Smile."

"Hiss—" Xiaoli gasped even more.

The apple in Ren Xin's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and she was dumbfounded.

Jiumu was already taller than Yin Qing, and the latter was still half-sitting on the dressing table at this time, roughly reaching Jiumu's shoulders.

Yin Qing was forced to raise her head and look directly into Jiumu's eyes again. He didn't expect Jiumu to come out like this at all, her pupils shrank, her lips opened slightly, and her face was stunned.

But the latter's eyes were still dull, as cold as ice and snow without any warmth, but Yin Qing inexplicably felt a kind of burning heat after she was dazed.

The most intuitive change was—his ears became hot.

Young Master Yin has been teasing others since he was a child. Even if others wanted to, he would not have the guts to tease him. This young master is so big and big. Only Lao Tzu lived to be 22 years old at the most, and he doesn't know how to write the word shy at all.

Unexpectedly, in this dilapidated grocery store, he molested people to no avail and was molested back. The most damning thing is, no matter the former or the latter, he is the one who loses momentum.

Yin Qing felt that he needed to assassinate Jiumu who broke her undefeated golden body.

As soon as the idea came up, Jiu Mu suddenly bent down, his fingertips still hooked on Yin Qing's pointed chin, but his face was close to Yin Qing's ear.

Yin Qing could feel the hot air exhaled from his mouth, hitting her hot earlobe.

Jiumu lowered his voice, his usual cold voice was a little hoarse at the moment, he pressed close to Yin Qing's ear and said, "Actually, I also care. I can afford to support Young Master Yin, do you want to try?"

The sound and touch that was about to draw Hun'er out was like an electric current, which made Yin Qing's whole body go limp for no reason.

In the next second, he stretched out his hand and pushed Jiumu away.

Jiumu straightened his collar with no expression on his face, and his voice returned to his coolness: "It's not boring, Master Yin doesn't cooperate, so you should stop coming to me to play with me in the future, there are a lot of girls waiting for you."

Yin Qing came back to her senses, she only heard Jiumu's last sentence clearly when her brain was empty before, and she just said, "You eat..." I was jealous and wanted to win back, but then I remembered the famous saying that Jiumu would definitely answer, "You drink too much ", so I could only stare at him viciously, and changed my words: "Go to your apples, and you still want to buy it. If you support me, my young master, if you struggle for more than ten years, it will not be enough for me to spend a day. Take it."

He snapped the half-eaten apple into Jiumu's palm.

Jiumu glanced at it in disgust, turned the apple over, put the side that wasn't wet with Yin Qing's saliva to his mouth and bit it, then asked Ren Xin as if nothing happened: "The rules of the group arena are What?"

Ren Xin couldn't do anything and nothing happened. His eyes drifted from Yin Qing's face to Jiu Mu's face, and then to the apple that caused the two to kiss indirectly. He opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"The rules are still the same, take turns to compete with the champion, the winner is the champion, and the loser is the champion at the end." Yin Qing snorted disdainfully as if trying to save face, her tone was still lazy as usual.

"Draw lots to be the first champion? The next competition will also be a draw?" Jiumu asked.

"Yeah." Yin Qing said: "Open lottery, of course, if someone volunteers to be the first challenger and fight in the first few rounds, but that will have to go through a round of battle, who wants to be someone else's stepping stone so early in the morning. "

Jiumu frowned: "Isn't it a public draw, then why..."

He didn't go on, the two tacitly understood each other.

Yin Qing shrugged her shoulders: "Who knows, otherwise, why would I come here? By the way, I heard that Yu He, known as 'Little Master Wang Shu', also came, and she was always overwhelmed by me when she debuted with me. That Huo Haoxuan who is also very strong, this group arena match of yours is the finale of the entire music festival. Have you brought a music analyst? Here we come, I guess we have to choose the most suitable song and singing method for our opponent."

"No." Jiumu said, "No need."

Even Yin Qing would bring a special music analyst to participate in this kind of competition. Although the two singers of Xinghuang did not reach the level of Yin Qing, their strength was also first-class. A little-known singer outside the third tier dared to say such a thing.

If it is released, maybe it will be scolded by fans.

But unfortunately, Yin Qing didn't hear the slightest bit of arrogance from what he said, but felt—he should have such strength.

Jiumu turned his face and looked serious: "Since I will perform on the same stage with you in the future, there is no need to hide my strength anymore."

Yin Qing nodded, feeling a little better.

Only then did Jiumu remember that someone had hung something around his neck, and asked again, "What is this for?"

"Instead of Young Master Yin to accompany you in the competition."

Yin Qing parted her lips and smiled, and added: "You also have me."

The author has something to say: the team I like was eliminated, I cried for a long time, it was late qwq

感谢在2020-10-1000:28:32~2020-10-1100:47:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Misfortune;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Yilou Tingyu; 1 bottle of Ouyang Xiaogui and Vitex;

Love my wife! !