I rely on force show to turn over the entertainment circle [Transmigration Book]

Shen Changfeng gave him a gouging look, "Remember to choke this sentence in your stomach when you are outside!"

Qin Sizheng said a few perfunctory "hmm", and Shen Changfeng took out the representative K of Spades in his suit pocket. The reason why Yalusi's works are so recognizable is that she would put a card in her pocket with her The design inspiration, cannot be imitated.

Shen Changfeng took out his mobile phone to scan, and sure enough, he saw her narration, he was finally relieved, and put the card back in his pocket.

"Who is so generous to send you a piece of clothing? Xu Zhao doesn't answer the phone, and even if he does, he doesn't have the ability. Could it be the fourth brother?"

Qin Sizheng didn't think so. If it was him, he would have told him directly, and would have taken the opportunity to ask for some benefits. Maybe he would have to change it for him on the spot, so he wouldn't pass up this opportunity.

"Forget it, don't guess, just now the man at the door said that you will naturally meet when the time comes. It seems that the man wants to see you, probably a fan."

On the day of the party, Qin Sizheng and An Ying were partners, so they attended together.

He got out of the car and opened the car door for An Ying, and gave her his elbow to hold her. The highly designed suit added an air of abstinence to him, and added a little bit of the arrogance of a young master from a wealthy family.

Long-legged strides naturally walked across the red carpet, and someone immediately handed it over with a pen. Qin Sizheng turned around to sign, bowed slightly and said "Thank you", and posed for the media to take pictures with An Ying.

"Teachers, this way please."

Qin Sizheng handed her hand to An Ying again. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Wen Yue getting out of the car. The assistant carried the skirt for her. The white one-shoulder evening dress set off the perfect swan neck.

Known for her nobility and elegance, Wen Yue, the queen of the actress, will never be rude no matter what the occasion.

Even though An Ying was disgusted in her heart, she didn't show it. Qin Sizheng only took a glance and looked away. He was not the original owner, and he didn't have much obsession or hatred for Wen Li, let alone entered the entertainment circle for her.

"Ahhh!!! Is that the fourth brother?"

"Why is the fourth brother here? I didn't hear that he will come to the party today? Why did he come suddenly?"

"Jiangcheng TV Station is really good at making troubles, and it has such a big surprise hidden!!! I really underestimated you!"

Halfway through Wenli's red carpet, the media were all attracted by the man who got out of the car at the moment. He was wearing an ascetic black suit with royal blue gemstone cufflinks.

There was nothing in front of her, and the staff member handed her the pen, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Lu Xianqing, angrily, Wen Yue signed and threw it on the tray.

She had never suffered such humiliation!

Qin Sizheng was also stunned, why did the fourth brother come back?Didn't he say that there are still two months to finish?Didn't say come back to the party.

His thoughts turned quickly, and he watched the stern and handsome man striding forward, took the brush and signed his signature, and his movements were so smooth and unbelievably handsome.

"My heart is about to jump out." An Ying said.

Qin Sizheng came to his senses all of a sudden, he really felt the frequency of his heart beating, and blinked a little embarrassedly.

An Ying smiled and said, "Just kidding, I didn't hear your heartbeat, but it's true if you look straight, it's not convenient here, go to the backstage lounge."

Qin Sizheng looked away from Lu Xianqing, yes, they haven't made it public yet, so others can't see that they have something to do with each other.

Their show is on the second one, so they have to make up and change clothes when they get backstage. This dressing room is relatively large, divided into two, and An Ying's is on the left.

Qin Sizheng couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and send a message to Lu Xianqing: [Why are you back?Are you back for the party?Want to play? 】

"Hey."

Qin Sizheng raised his head and saw Lu Xianqing leaning against the door with his chest around his chest, bending his eyes and smiling at him.

He ran over, lost his feet for a moment and slammed into his arms. Lu Xianqing fell back after being hit, subconsciously grabbed the boy's waist and hugged him in his arms, "Oh, my dear."

"How did you come back?" Qin Sizheng raised his head in his arms, and asked in a nonchalant manner: "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll pick you up, when did you come back? Just now?"

Lu Xianqing stretched out her hand to pinch his earlobe, and finally tasted the long-lost touch. She moved from the earlobe to the back of his neck, rubbed it, and immediately stopped the boy's chatter.

"Just arrived, I just came back from the show, and I was scolded by Zhou Changjiang when I went back tomorrow morning." Lu Xianqing lowered her head, and nodded on his lips, "I want to surprise you, are you happy?"

Qin Sizheng nodded straightly, Lu Xianqing was smoothed by his obedient and honest reaction, the tiredness was worth it.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. An, we can get ready for makeup." The makeup artist knocked on the door outside, and Qin Sizheng hurriedly got out of Lu Xianqing's arms, and opened the door to let her in.

The makeup artist didn't expect to see Lu Xianqing, was startled, and hurriedly greeted him.

"You guys, I'll watch from the side."

Under the scorching gaze, the makeup artist finished Qin Sizheng's makeup with difficulty. Gu Fengwu needed a little thicker makeup, so she added more to the basics.

"Mr. Qin, can you see it?"

Qin Sizheng looked at the glasses, Lu Xianqing leaned on the back of the chair with one hand on his lips, looked at it and said: "There is a mole on the corner of the eye, it should be red, like blood and tears."

The makeup artist looked in the mirror for a while, then stretched out her thumb to Lu Xianqing: "Absolutely."

The staff knocked on the door and urged: "It's about to start, are Teacher Qin and Teacher An ready? Hurry up."

The makeup artist hurriedly said, "It will be ready soon."

After spotting the mole, Qin Sizheng went to change clothes, and was held down by a hand when the door was closed, "Can you wear it alone? Do you want to help?"

Qin Sizheng is really not very good at wearing ancient clothes, so he nodded after thinking about it, and then he regretted it after letting someone in, how could he take off his clothes in front of Lu Xianqing!

"Why don't you take it off? How can you change without taking off your clothes?"

Qin Sizheng endured his embarrassment and unbuttoned his tie, Lu Xianqing naturally reached out to take it, and then took his suit, watching him unbutton his shirt, belt, and suit pants one by one.

"Yo, what are you wearing?"

Qin Sizheng's legs tightened, and the shirt strap was caught and pulled by a finger. He subconsciously took a step forward and put his hand on his shoulder, "Fourth Brother."

"What is this? Kid, you're lustful." Lu Xianqing bit his ear and talked, making his ears go numb.

"It's just a shirt clip, don't pull it." Qin Sizheng was still hesitant to go outside, the makeup artist would come back looking for something at some point, and An Ying might also come out from the changing room next to her.

Lu Xianqing loosened his hand, and the elastic belt lightly hit Qin Sizheng's thigh, causing him to frown.

"It doesn't matter if you don't pull it." Lu Xianqing mercifully let go of his hand, and after he took off the shirt clip, picked up the dance clothes for him to put on, hugged him from the back waist, and carefully tied the tie to tighten his thin waist.

Qin Sizheng breathed a sigh of relief, and complained in a low voice: "It's not that you haven't worn this, why do you know why you are asking why you don't have sex at all? If your heart is dirty, your eyes will be dirty."

Lu Xianqing grabbed his waist and pressed to herself, and asked him with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

Sensing the threat, Qin Sizheng immediately pursed his lips and shook his head, "I didn't say anything."

Lu Xianqing reached out and pinched his chin, threatening him in a low voice: "Do you believe that I can make you unable to go on stage until the party right now?"

"Believe in letter!"

Lu Xianqing wrapped her fingers around his ears, and said in a low voice, "It's useless to write letters. I miss you so much, it hurts me every night. Let me kiss you first, okay?"

Qin Sizheng whispered to him in a low voice, "No, you'll see it when you kiss."

"Teach you a way that you won't be able to see." Lu Xianqing pinched his chin slightly and squeezed his chin, his eyes were burning hot, "stick out your tongue."

Qin Sizheng was puzzled, followed his words, stretched out a little bit, saw that his eyes were dissatisfied and gave some more, the next second his eyes widened, and his breathing stopped.

Lu Xianqing grabbed his waist with one hand, rubbed his ears with the other hand, lowered her head slightly and pressed against his tongue, like two young snakes entangled with each other.

"Teacher Qin, are you ready? I'm about to go on stage."

Qin Sizheng grasped Lu Xianqing's hand tightly in horror, almost couldn't stand still in shyness, swallowed with difficulty a few times, and felt that it was wet and unclean.

"You, why are you so close?"

Lu Xianqing stretched out her hand to straighten his collar, "Why are you kissing? Is there something wrong? Don't our kids enjoy it? The humming voice is really nice, very obedient."

"It's too much." Qin Sizheng never knew that kissing can be like this, it seems that he took out something that shouldn't be used to do such a thing, which makes people ashamed.

"do not like?"

Qin Sizheng couldn't say whether he liked it or not, but felt that it was a bit too much, and it made him feel panicked, as if he was the only driftwood in the water, and he had to hold onto him to stand firm.

He is the source of his sense of security, especially when he heard the voices of outsiders just now, but he didn't allow himself to back down.

Qin Sizheng was about to open his pores, for fear that others would come in and see him. Under nervousness, his back was covered with sweat.

Lu Xianqing stretched out her hand and rubbed his wrist, and said in a low voice: "Okay, don't do this next time, don't be annoyed, I miss you so much for not holding back for a while, forgive me once?"

Qin Sizheng looked at his thumb kneading at the bones of his wrist, which brought a strange softness, took a light breath, and responded in a low voice, "I like it."

"Ok?"

"Little kite, are you ready? It's time for us to go on stage." An Ying urged outside.

Qin Sizheng quickly kissed Lu Xianqing on the lips, "Wait for me."

Seeing his blushing cheeks, An Ying knew what the two of them were doing inside, scolded Lu Xianqing, a bastard in her heart, and gouged out a hard look in the changing room.

The makeup artist happened to see it, "Huh? Is there anyone else in the changing room?"

Qin Sizheng became nervous, afraid that others would see Lu Xianqing standing inside, trying to speak quickly.

An Ying said: "No one, shouldn't we be on stage? Little Kite."

"En, um! Let's go." Qin Sizheng walked to the door, couldn't help but look back again, to make sure that this person really came back, not an illusion that he missed too much.

An Ying looked forward without squinting, "Okay, don't look at it, look at it as you want after the performance, a pair of embarrassing things."

Lu Xianqing didn't avoid her, probably she could be trusted, and Qin Sizheng didn't hide much, "Hehe" laughed, "You're happy."

An Ying stretched out her hand and patted him on the head, "It's worthless, it's so happy to see people like this, I think you will be eaten to death by him in the future, and you won't be able to turn your palms."

When the host's voice fell, the lights on the stage were all turned off instantly. The two of them came to the stage to set a good point based on their memories from the rehearsal, and a beam of light came down and landed on top of Qin Sizheng's head.

Lu Xianqing returned to her seat, leaned her head against the armrest of the chair and looked up at the stage.

The young man's figure is soft and nimble, with a softness in his masculinity. Because he is barefoot, the arc of his instep is beautiful when he stretches his instep. When he is hit by a cold light, he is as charming as white porcelain.

Lu Xianqing pressed her fingers to her lips, unscrupulously appreciating from the boy's fingertips to her taut toes.