Paparazzi dressed as a shop boy

The teasing voice came from a tall woman in palace attire. Her crescent eyebrows were swept away, her rouge was like a cloud, her perfect facial features, and her exquisite makeup made all the men's hearts jump. Who is it?

Fang Xiqi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and quickly put the silver ticket into his arms, and said to Xie Lingyu with a flattering smile: "Miss Xie, the journey is smooth for Xia Ling, come and play when you have free time."

Xie Lingyu jumped onto the horse with black lines all over his head, and Ling Beiyun immediately got on another horse, cupped his hands to Fang Xiqi and said, "Brother Fang, thank you."

Seeing the two of Xie Ling galloping away, Ruan Shaomin shook the palace fan in his hand, and said, "Not bad, if you get along with the eldest lady of Lingxi Villa and the number one archer in the Jianghu, there will be no one who dares to provoke you in the Jianghu from now on." There are a few."

"Hey, I've been in the news for so many years, and I'm good at this." Fang Xiqi didn't feel embarrassed at all, and then said with a sad face, "However, I really want to write their special feature, and the title is already thought out—" The guard fell in love with the eldest lady, and the bitter love finally came to fruition after many years", the true love of a wealthy family, what an attractive subject... woo woo woo~ why are there no newspapers here~"

Ruan Shaomin looked at Fang Xiqi embarrassingly, completely unable to understand his enthusiasm for the paparazzi business, and said casually: "You can start a newspaper yourself, so that your gossip business can take root in this era, spread its branches and leaves, and grow stronger. When you grow up, you may be able to promote the process of history and culture, and make great contributions to the development of the motherland..."

Ruan Shaomin's words were mostly teasing, but Fang Xiqi's eyes lit up, he clenched his fist and said, "Yeah, why didn't I expect that, in this way, I can not only continue gossip, but also be the editor-in-chief myself, without worrying about the manuscript being cut off, haha Haha~ You are so smart..."

Ruan Shaomin looked at Fang Xiqi, who was in a panic, and silently took two steps back, pretending not to know him.

After Fang Xiqi calmed down from the excitement, he stepped forward and said, "Speaking of which, I should also have a share in the bank note that Miss Xie gave you just now. No matter what, I also contributed."

Hearing this, Fang Xiqi backed away abruptly, protecting his chest: "It's none of your business to give it to me. You usually have so many troubles, why don't you even let this little money go."

Ruan Shaomin curled his lips: "This is different." After saying that, he rushed forward and patted Fang Xiqi's chest: "Hurry up and hand over the bank note, and I will give you fifty-five cents."

The two were arguing at the door, Ruan Shaomin was also a celebrity in Qilin Town, dressed in women's attire, and the waiter of the Yuelai Inn made moves, which inevitably attracted the attention of passers-by.

Not long after, the white and tender He Poxiao ran out the door and said, "Brother Xiqi, Daddy told you not to be lazy, go to work quickly."

"Wow, so cute~" Ruan Shaomin let go of Fang Xiqi, turned to attack He Poxiao, pinched his tender cheeks and said, "This is Boss He's son, really cute, like a mascot No wonder so many women want to marry him even though they know he has a son, I'm so moved..."

Fang Xiqi pulled him away embarrassingly, and reminded him in a low voice: "You are a man."

"I know~" Ruan Shaomin didn't care much, and even winked at him coquettishly on purpose, "But don't you think I'm more feminine than a woman?"

If Fang Xiqi didn't know the truth, he would definitely bow down under Ruan Shaomin's pomegranate skirt at this moment, but knowing that the woman in front of him was a fake woman, Fang Xiqi had only one thought when he looked at his wildly blinking eyes - put his hand on Ruan Shaomin's shoulder and rolled his eyes wildly : "Please don't stop me, let me vomit."

"Fang Xiqi, passive and sabotage, sweep the yard tonight, and fill the water tank with water." A nightmare-like voice sounded.

Fang Xiqi turned around, and saw the big boss He Gui standing at the door with his chest folded, his usual paralyzed face looked even more rigid, and his color was obviously darker than usual.

"Boss, listen to my explanation~" Fang Xiqi was about to pounce on him with a sad face, but He Gui had already turned and walked back to the lobby.

"Your boss is upset." Behind him, Ruan Shaomin stroked his chin, his voice full of doubts, "But what is he upset about?"

13. The paparazzi wants to run a newspaper...

As Fang Xiqi entered the Yuelai Inn, Ruan Shaomin found a table and sat down. He was a natural spotlight, and he was the focus of the crowd wherever he went. Too successful to inquire about the eyes.

Fang Xiqi lingered by the counter, aggrieved: "Boss, you can't be like this. Every time I want to sweep the yard and fetch water, I'm a junior and not a coolie..."

He Gui turned a deaf ear to his words, and looked directly past him and landed on the oiran lady who caused the commotion, his eyes darkened: "You and the oiran had a hot fight, and you actually came to the inn."

Fang Xiqi waved his hand indifferently and said: "It's okay, the oiran also wants to make friends. It just so happens that I am the legendary bosom brother, friend of women... Ah bah..." He said it like a tampon.

"But boss, this is not the point. Boss, you have to work hard to become the best employer of the year. Don't be on the same level as Zhou Papi. Then future generations will look down on you forever, and opera singers will slander you over and over again... ..."

Congratulations to the other party Xiqi's rambling and inexplicable self-talk has long been used to, so he just ignored it, but looked at the cattail grass sipping tea gracefully and charmingly, feeling faintly displeased, but didn't know What is the cause of this displeasure.

"If you don't greet guests, I'll let you sweep the yard for a month." He Gui felt that his ears were getting calloused.

"Okay, okay, you won." Fang Xiqi reluctantly raised his hand as a sign of surrender, grabbed the towel and put it on his shoulder, and ran to get some tea.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Pucao?" A clear and hearty male voice sounded.

Ruan Shaomin raised his head, and saw Nangong Feiyu in brocade clothes and jade belt, and another handsome young man with a folding fan walking towards him.

"Master Nangong." Ruan Shaomin stood up gracefully and bowed to him.

"Miss Pucao, don't be too polite." Nangong Feiyu hurriedly helped him up, and took the opportunity to shake his hand, "Come on, let me introduce you two, Brother Ouyang, this is the famous oiran who is full of fragrance Miss Pucao." Then he introduced to Ruan Shaomin: "Miss Pucao, this is Ouyang Lanche, the young master of the Ouyang family."

"I have heard for a long time that Ouyang's family is a scholarly family. The two young masters of Ouyang's family are unparalleled young masters. It is a great fortune to see Pucao today." Ruan Shaomin saluted Ouyang Lanche solemnly.

Ouyang Lanche was praised for her overall well-being, but her mouth kept humming: "It's all exaggeration. On the contrary, it is Miss Pucao who can be called a strange woman in the world. No wonder people in the world say that 'I don't know the face of Pucao in my life. It's useless to walk all over the wind and moon'."

A few black lines faintly floated on Ruan Shaomin's forehead. This Ouyang Lanche can really tell nonsense. How come he has never heard of such a sentence, and he is not Wu Tenglan, so he hasn't reached the point of being "in vain".

As a teenager with normal physical functions in all aspects, Ruan Shaomin also experienced the works of the great goddess of enlightenment Muto Lan before he wore it in ancient times. Such a famous line is on the lips, so Ouyang Lanche is very disapproving or even disgusted with Ouyang Lanche's poorly adapted poem, which is obviously not the original work.

Damn, even though he was put up for sale, but no matter how you say it, he is still out of the mud and not stained, it's a good idea to perform art without selling himself.

The three chatted casually for a while, and Ruan Shaomin found an excuse to leave. He was Mantang Xiang's top card, and he couldn't come out for too long. In addition, he really didn't like Ouyang Lanche, so he lost interest after chatting for a few words, anyway. He also finished watching the play he wanted to watch, and he didn't bother to deal with the two young masters, so he left in a hurry.

As soon as Ruan Shaomin left, Ouyang Lanche, who was still upright just now, immediately showed a positive expression, raised his eyebrows at Nangong Feiyu and said, "Brother Nangong, this cattail grass really lives up to its reputation, with first-class appearance and good temperament. I believe that she is a royal family and nobleman, but I don't know what she looks like in her bones when she looks so dignified and graceful?"

The corner of Nangong Feiyu's mouth curled up, and said frivolously: "The price is clearly marked, no matter how chaste it looks, it's for sale, so what if it's a memorial archway? It's just a bitch."

Ouyang Lanche laughed "hehe" and said, "Brother Nangong is indeed a man who has traveled all over the world. It makes sense. Come, I respect you."

Nangong Feiyu clinked glasses with him indifferently.

"Brother Nangong said so, he must have tasted the taste of this cattail grass?" Ouyang Lan Cheguang felt itchy when he thought of the cattail cattail, so he couldn't help asking.

"That's not yet." Nangong Feiyu took a sip of the wine, he was handsome, his posture was very elegant, and he attracted the attention of many young women. He seemed to be used to it, and his expression was quite enjoyable. He said, "Like Pucao, the head oiran, is □, but it is different from ordinary □. Although the price is clearly marked, it is high-end after all, and not everyone with money can get it~ Heh, after all, I just want to play some arty tricks It’s all about catching some benefactors who can be on the stage. Since she likes this kind of thing, this young master will do what he likes, and it’s no harm to play with her.”

Ouyang Lanche almost clapped her hands and applauded: "I don't know what trick Brother Nangong has?"

Nangong Feiyu clung to his ear, said this and that, and the two of them drank a few more glasses tacitly.

At the next table, Fang Xiqi had just sent away a table of guests, and pretended to be cleaning the table, but he listened to the conversation between the two of them verbatim with his ears upright.

He has been a paparazzi for many years, and his ability to see people is not bad. Although Nangong Feiyu and Ouyang Lanche are well-dressed and handsome, their eyes are not straight, especially when they look at Ruan