If you have money, you can do whatever you want [entertainment circle]

Su Qi took the postcard and read it several times before sitting down, put the postcard by the breakfast side, took a picture, sent it to Moments, and then fingered v to take a picture and sent it to Ye Chishang.

Su Qi: [Look, I received breakfast from the children when I came this morning. 】

Ye Chishang: [It looks delicious. 】

Su Qi: [Aren't you jealous or something? 】

Ye Chishang: [Of course not. 】

Ye Chishang: [What vinegar do you eat? 】

Su Qi: [For example, from a fan's point of view, I got a gift from idol, you should be jealous. 】

It was late at night in London at the moment, and Ye Chishang was sitting on the single sofa in the hotel, with the programming software on the computer, a button was loose, his hair was messy, and he was holding his mobile phone.

Hearing this, he suddenly remembered his fan status, and his heart tightened.

Then, Su Qi said: [Or, from the perspective of a suitor, someone else brought me breakfast. 】

Seeing this sentence, Ye Chishang couldn't help but smile.

Ye Chishang: [Well, the conclusion will not change, and I will not be jealous. 】

Ye Chishang: [From the perspective of fans, they are just idols, and you are the one I like. 】

Ye Chishang: [From the perspective of a suitor, I think the person I like named Su Qi is worthy of the love of the whole world. 】

Ye Chishang: [So you see, why am I jealous. 】

Su Qi: "..."

Does the Internet have any magical powers? Why does Ye Chishang seem to be on the Internet as soon as he goes online?

Ye Chishang: [Besides, I have been No.1 in all tests since I was a child. 】

Su Qi: "..."

Ye Chishang's words were endless, but Su Qi understood. Ye Chishang meant that he liked Su Qi's test this time, so he could get No.1.

Su Qi blushed like strawberry milk, he lay down on the table and beat the table, after a while, he raised his arm.

One minute later, Ye Chishang heard the notification tone of the mobile phone, sat up suddenly from the sofa, turned on the mobile phone, and found that Su Qiqi had sent a voice over.

Su Qi: "Now I really miss Stanford's No.20 in the 20xx-4x1 class."

Su Qi: "This No.1, can you come back soon."

Late at night in London, Ye Chishang was sitting in the dark of the room, holding his mobile phone, his eyes were bright.

Ye Chishang sat for a long time before answering in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

After Su inspired the voice, he had already put the phone away—hmph, who is more flirtatious than a mere Ye Chishang?

There are tableware such as straws and chopsticks in the rattan plate, Su Qi can eat it when he picks it up,

Su Qi found a pair of chopsticks left over from the previous lunch, and began to enjoy his own breakfast.

I don't know if it was because he was sick for two days and had a light diet and was hungry, but this meal was so delicious that Su Qi couldn't eat any more after eating two buns.

Secretary Bai brought some documents that need to be signed here, put them on Su Qi's desk, looked at the buns: "This is the buns that the children gave you?"

"What you said." Su Qi said, "exposed your behavior of playing WeChat during working hours."

Secretary Bai: "..."

What about a friend who choked to death?

It's all spoiled by me for many years, so I'm holding back, what should I do.

Secretary Bai put down the documents heavily, vented his dissatisfaction with his voice, turned his head and was about to leave, when he heard behind him: "Hey, wait a minute."

"what?"

"Look at this bun, it's big and round." Su Qi picked up the last fat white bun and showed it off in front of Secretary Bai, "Want to eat it?"

Secretary Bai only ate a deep-fried dough stick this morning, and was a little hungry now, so he swallowed and nodded.

The next moment, Secretary Bai watched Su Qi put the bun into his mouth. After taking a bite, he said with a smile, "Turn left downstairs and walk 300 meters to the Family Mart convenience store. There are meal replacements for it."

As Su Qi said, he took another bite of the steamed stuffed bun, his eyes rolled around: "But it's definitely not as delicious as mine."

"Su Qi..." Secretary Bai was silent for a while, then said silently.

"Ok?"

"We have been friends for so many years, and I seriously feel that I may not be a human being, but you are a real dog."

With buns in hand, he looked at Mad Dog with a smile.

Su Qi finished bickering with Secretary Bai every day, took out a bun from under the table and threw it to Secretary Bai, then took the bun in his mouth, rubbed his full stomach, and went out for a walk.

The destination of Su Qi's stroll is also relatively clear. Go downstairs and turn left to watch the children practice.

It was still early today, and the practice hadn't started when Su Qi went downstairs, but several people had already consciously got it right and started basic physical training first.

Gu Qianyang knelt on Fang Zhenyi's feet, and asked Lin Yufei who was next to him worriedly: "Tell me, can Brother Su Qi eat four buns enough?"

"I should be able to eat enough..." Lin Yufei was not very sure, "I'm full anyway after eating four."

"Can be full." Han Jieyu said, "Slim."

Han Jieyu was the most taciturn one in the team, what he meant was - Su Qi looked pretty thin, so he should be able to eat enough.

"I don't think so." Fang Zhenyi said during the sit-ups, "Boys generally eat a lot. Mr. Su just looks thin, maybe he can eat ten."

Su Qi: "..."

Okay, feelings treat people like pigs.

"Really?" Gu Qianyang frowned when he heard Fang Zhenyi say that, "Then what should we do?"

"I'll go downstairs and buy another six for President Su." Lin Yufei patted Han Jieyu on the shoulder and stood up, "Ten buns, you'll be full, right?"

Su Qi: "..."

It is really not a pig, so there is no need to feed it like this.

Lin Yufei had just walked to the corner of the classroom to pick up his schoolbag, and was about to go out to buy the remaining six buns for President Su. As soon as he went out, he bumped into the dance teacher who came over.

"Lin Yufei, where are you going?" The dance teacher stepped in.

Su Qi almost subconsciously raised his hand to check the time - it's okay, the dance teacher is not late today.

Lin Yufei stopped in his tracks, and hesitated, "Ah...I..."

"Could it be to buy breakfast?" The dance teacher asked seriously, "I just heard you talking about steamed stuffed buns—did you not eat breakfast?"

"This one……"

Lin Yufei turned his head to look at Gu Qianyang in a bit of embarrassment, wondering if he should tell the truth, Gu Qianyang looked at Fang Zhenyi again, Fang Zhenyi sat up on his back, shook his head lightly——

This is a secret between them and President Su, and there is no need for others to know.

Lin Yufei blinked his eyes to show that he understood, turned his head to explain, but saw the impatient expression of the dance teacher.

With Lin Yufei's hesitation just now, the dance teacher had already understood something else, and frowned deeply: "I've told you the request hundreds of times, and I eat breakfast half an hour before my class, it's because of my ears. Didn't you bring my class?"

Lin Yufei: "..."

"I'm hungry without breakfast." The dance teacher said angrily, "If I vomit or my stomach hurts and I can't get results from the practice, you will be scolded by the boss for me?"

Lin Yufei: "..."

Su Qi raised his eyebrows slightly in the darkness—is he overthinking?I always feel that this person's speech is not for the benefit of the students, but to vent his emotions.

But for a while, Su Qi didn't go out rashly.

He respects teachers and emphasizes teaching, and he doesn't want to criticize teachers casually before he sees the whole picture-it is true that some teachers speak rudely, but they love them deeply and take responsibility.

In the practice room, Gu Qianyang went over to help Lin Yufei pick up his schoolbags, and said with a smile, "We all ate breakfast half an hour earlier, and we've already done half of our warm-up, so it's fine for the hard-working teacher to just lead us to dance."

As Gu Qianyang said, he patted Lin Yufei's clenched fist and said in a low voice, "Brother Su Qi."

This can be regarded as their secret signal - Su Qi came to their company, drove away the annoying airborne, and brought the captain back. They were very grateful.

In the future, I just want to show Su Qi good results, and I don't want to cause him any trouble.

Hearing these words, Lin Yufei instantly let go of his clenched hands, stood in his place, and got ready for class.

Gu Qianyang carried his schoolbag and put it away. After joining the team, he smiled and nodded at Fang Zhenyi.

"Now that the warm-up is done, let's start the class directly." The dance teacher turned to the mirror, with his back to a group of people, "I'll dance first, and then I will teach you the movements."

With that said, she clicked on her bluetooth and started to jump up.

In the first minute, Su Qi stood by the door, but his waist was a little bent.

In the second minute, Su Qi shrank to the ground, arched his back, and burst into laughter.

Varied!what!ghost!

It can't be said that the dance teacher is not good at dancing, she still has basic skills, but it is obviously the same log, ve these movements are performed by her, but it feels like dancing there with a high-voltage wire.

Jumps like some kind of botched ai.

This kind of dance - Su Qi feels - I can do it myself.

Su Qi laughed so hard that tears came out, he couldn't stand still, so he dragged a bench and sat on it, and continued to watch idols attend class.

The dance teacher can't dance in a row, but it's okay to dismantle the movements. The subsequent courses finally enter the category of "seeing", but it is also very short.

A set of movements was taught for about 10 minutes. After connecting them, Gu Qianyang obviously couldn't keep up.

"Stop, stop, stop." When the dance teacher saw that Gu Qianyang missed the third eight-beat movement, he slapped the phone, and the deafening music stopped immediately.

"Gu Qianyang, tell me yourself, how many actions did you make wrong?"

The little friends didn't go to see Gu Qianyang because of their face.Only the dance teacher stared at Gu Qianyang aggressively.

Gu Qianyang was standing in the second row, wearing a fisherman's hat, wishing that the brim of the hat could cover his entire face.

The strenuous exercise brought a lot of sweat, and Gu Qianyang's pointed chin slid down a drop of sweat. After a while, he mustered up the courage to look up and look at the dance teacher in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, teacher." Gu Qianyang said in a low voice, "My foundation is not good, so I will practice more."

"That's not a reason." The dance teacher said coldly, "The foundation can only be said on the basis of heart. Say it yourself, have you put your heart into it?"

"I put my heart into it..."

Gu Qianyang really put his heart into it, otherwise, he wouldn't have grown into the second best dancer in the team -- but his heart doesn't mean he's a talented player.

He has to learn the movements that others can learn once, or even three times. It is his time to pile up the results that he can achieve today.

"If you work hard, you won't be like you!" The dance teacher said coldly, "I think my dance studio is becoming more and more unruly, and you can be careless and talk back casually. You just use it as a practice. Born, right?"

Gu Qianyang lowered his head deeply, his whole body was flushed - not hot, but embarrassing.

When the dance teacher saw him like this, the pent-up air in her heart dissipated a little—she didn't think Gu Qianyang was really that miserable, but so what?She is very dissatisfied, she wants to vent.

Before Su Qi came, she was a relative of Liu Rui. If you want the wind, you can get the rain. What if you are late for a class?

But what about Su Qi?

Not only did she drive away a person she protected with a single sentence, but she also reprimanded her in front of the students without saving face.

Isn't Gu Qianyang so happy that the new President Su is here?Since he was in the team, he should bear these negative emotions for Su Qi.

The dance teacher watched Gu Qianyang's head lower and lower, and said more and more proudly: "A person like you, even if you make a debut in the future, you can only hold back the team! What to do now, you know for yourself."

Gu Qianyang nodded.

There is a whip in the dance room. Liu Rui learned it from South Korea before. If you don’t obey and don’t work hard, just whip it.

Just as Gu Qianyang was about to get the whip, Fang Zhenyi stood in front of Gu Qianyang.

"You don't respect teachers?!"

"Teacher, I respect you very much." Fang Zhenyi said lightly, "So I will definitely obey your rules of the dance studio - but Gu Qianyang is my team member and I am the team leader. If there is any problem, you should punish me first. "

"Okay." The dance teacher sneered and raised his hand, not even going to take the whip, but was going to slap Fang Zhenyi's face directly.

At this moment, the dance teacher suddenly heard a loud bang on the door. Everyone turned their heads and saw the glass door being kicked open.

Su Qi held half a steamed stuffed bun, leaned against the glass door, looked at the dance teacher's raised hand, and sneered, "Beating someone is breaking the law, don't you know that?"

"My lord, I died early in the morning!"