My pheromones mutated after divorce

The setting sun casts a faint afterglow, and the sky in the distance has not completely darkened, but the night has already begun.

Beside the long red carpet, the reporters raised their cameras to take snaps of the stars walking past, the shutter sounded one after another, a small area of ​​the world was illuminated as bright as day, and the lighting technician was also busy filling in the light.

As soon as Song Chiqiu got off the car, he was surrounded by a group of people.

The reporters next to the red carpet looked like wolves smelling meat, and all pointed the camera at him, which made the female star who was still on the red carpet unhappy, but she saw the people who came After Song Chiqiu, he could only leave silently.

"Boss Song!"

"Wow, Mr. Song actually attended, I thought the online list was fake!"

"Excuse me, excuse me! Mr. Song, why did you attend this charity gala?"

"Besides, Mr. Qi Yue is also attending this party. May I ask if you and Mr. Qi knew that the other party was coming back in advance? Would it be embarrassing to meet your ex-husband? If you did, would you avoid it?"

Song Chiqiu maintained his demeanor, with a faint smile on his lips all the time.

"Oh, did you? I didn't know he was coming."

Song Chiqiu answered those annoying questions calmly, "The organizer invited me to come, so I came, and I didn't know he would come. As for whether you will avoid it, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. , we are not enemies, just treat them normally."

"President Song's mentality is really good."

A female voice sighed, and the tone was a sincere compliment to him, but Song Chiqiu felt a little ironic in his heart.

He really didn't know that Qi Yue was there, but it was expected after thinking about it.

This fashion charity gala is jointly organized by international brands and well-known magazines. Celebrities and stars from all walks of life are invited to participate every year. As a representative of the new generation of business elites, it is only normal for Qi Yue to be invited.

After being led to his place by the staff, Song Chiqiu realized that every seat was assigned, his name was pasted on the chair, and he didn't know the few people around him.

"Brother Song!"

There was a brisk shout from behind, Yuan Xin in a dark blue suit walked over excitedly, and sat down beside him, "You're really here! I thought you were going to push again."

"It seems that the person next to me hasn't come yet."

"He, here he is, a younger brother who has a good relationship with me. He didn't dare to be next to you, so he changed places with me."

"Not too dare?"

Song Chiqiu thought he wasn't that scary, "I'm fierce?"

"of course not."

Yuan Xin chuckled, "It's just that not everyone is willing to sit next to the boss. Even if the boss is very approachable, they will feel very stressed."

Song Chiqiu reluctantly accepted his rhetoric. Yuan Xin was indeed different from others. He was familiar with him. The first time he saw Song Chiqiu, he called his brother very affectionately.

With an acquaintance nearby, the boring process is not too difficult.

Song Chiqiu looked to the other side as if absent-minded. He was sitting on the left side of the venue, separated from the guest seats on the right by a wide aisle.

On the other side of the aisle, in the first row, was the figure he was familiar with.

Qi Yue sat in the middle of the first row, with a cold expression on his face. There were many people secretly watching him, but there were not many people sitting around him.

Song Chiqiu noticed that the chair next to Qi Yue hardly had any names on it, and remembered that the organizer had communicated with him before whether he wanted to change the seat, but he thought it was troublesome and said to listen to the arrangement of the organizer.

Reputable entertainers and celebrities have the right to choose their seats, and Qi Yue doesn't like crowds, so it's reasonable to ask not to sit with others.

However, the fact that the seats were not arranged meant that there were quite a few people just around the corner.

Song Chiqiu was about to look away when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar-looking young man standing up in the row behind Qi Yue. The young man walked to Qi Yue's side and bent down to talk to him.

"Wow, I have an affair." Yuan Xin followed his gaze and looked over with envy in his voice, "Boss Qi is really charming enough, just sitting there can attract so many people, even Jin Chi took the initiative. Hahaha He really deserves to be my male god."

Jin Chi is a singer who has been developing very well recently. He has a handsome appearance, an outgoing and humorous personality, and is very pleasing.

Most importantly, he is still an omega.

Click it.

Song Chiqiu suddenly squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

"elder brother?"

Yuan Xin carefully looked at Song Chiqiu, then at Qi Yue.

Jin Chi didn't know what to say, with a bright smile, he took the initiative to shake hands with Alpha and then sat beside Alpha.

And with him taking the lead, the omegas who didn't dare to greet Qi Yue before were ready to move, and several people sat next to Qi Yue one after another, and within a few minutes, all the seats in that row were full.

Seeing his complexion getting darker, Yuan Xin whispered in his ear, "Brother, brother. What's wrong with you? It looks like you're in a bad mood, so pay attention to how you manage your expressions! This charity gala will be broadcast live. .”

With a weak voice, he quickly glanced at Qi Yue, and found that Qi Yue was calmly talking with the young man next to him, and even smiled.

Not good.

"No, you're angry because there are others around Mr. Qi?"

Yuan Xin remembered that Qi Yue often came to pick up Song Chiqiu when they were recording variety shows. After that, the relationship between the two has always been vague and somewhat ambiguous.

Yuan Xin always felt that Song Chiqiu was weird today.

And when he stepped on the rabbit's tail, Song Chiqiu sneered, and replied, "Stop talking nonsense, what does it have to do with him? I just listen to this song so badly, what is it about?"

The newcomer on the stage was still performing hard, and when the high note broke, he hurriedly switched to the next line with a guilty conscience and pretended nothing happened.

The programs of the charity gala are all live performances. After no sound modification and post-production, you can see who is swimming naked. Most of the stars sing quite disillusioningly, and only a few capable ones still perform stably.

Yuan Xin actually wanted to complain, but he didn't dare to say it blatantly like Song Chiqiu.

Someone looked up and saw that the camera just pointed at them just now, and fell silent.

I hope Brother Song didn't get recorded when he said that stuff.

Yuan Xin quietly played with her mobile phone, searched for keywords under Weibo, clicked to open the real time, and was completely silent.

What a coincidence, it happened to be aired for that segment.

And Omega didn't know that he had set off another small public opinion point, and frowned after listening to a traffic song, feeling that his ears had been humiliated.

The host continued the same process, Song Chiqiu chatted with Yuan Xin next to him, and suddenly heard Ming Lian's name.

"Let us welcome young actors and singers, Mr. Ming Lian to bring us his original song "Your Shimmer"!"

On the stage, a faint light shone on the young man, quiet and beautiful.

When Ming Lian opened his mouth, the entire venue was silent for a few seconds. The previous noise was gone, and many people quieted down to listen to him sing.

His vocal condition is undoubtedly very good, like the gurgling water in a stream, clear and pure, and the penetrating power of the scene can shake people's hearts.

After one song, there was thunderous applause.

The host praised his song just now in amazement, and also mentioned that this was Minglian's first public appearance after his movie won the award, and asked him if he had any feelings to say.

Song Chiqiu sighed in his heart, thinking, why make things difficult for Ming Lian, I don't know that he is so introverted and stumbles when speaking on such occasions.

However, the young man calmly answered the host's question in the next second.

His voice was very soft and a little hoarse. His previous timidity had been swept away, and his answers were just right. He seemed to have said a lot, but he didn't say anything.

The standard textbook-style star and mud answer method.

Song Chiqiu looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the young man on the stage, and was startled.

It was so familiar, but it felt strange for a moment.

How could this alienated and indifferent temperament appear on Ming Lian?