The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

Si Jiamu was so engrossed in his analysis that he didn't notice the conversation between the two until the loud slap.

He looked at A Li, and then at Cheng Xi, "I also said, how could a magazine of this magnitude invite these few trainees, it turned out that Mr. Cheng was in it."

"As expected of my muse, smart!"

Cheng Xi didn't make any excuses at all, and admitted frankly, "In order to be able to see you, I have spent a lot of effort."

As he spoke, he paced up to Si Jiamu. Seeing this, Ah Li turned sideways to make way.

"Even so, it's all worth it to see you." He quickly approached Si Jiamu, took a deep breath, and immediately smiled, "Jiamu, you're still like this..."

While he was speaking, Si Jiamu had already come to his senses, and took a few steps back, his expression of disgust couldn't be more obvious, "Mr. Cheng, respect yourself."

"Heh!" Cheng Xi chuckled, and finished the sentence just now, "You are still so attractive!"

"Jiamu, forgive me, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much, I lost my composure."

Si Jiamu didn't respond, but just looked at Cheng Xi.

The other party didn't feel embarrassed at all, but enjoyed being looked at by him like this.

abnormal!

He cursed secretly in his heart, a little helpless.

If this was his own filming invitation, he would just throw a bad face, pat his ass and leave now, but this time it was from those few trainees, and he has no right to deprive him of it.

They practiced day and night in the practice room, and finally got such an opportunity.

He suddenly felt that Cheng Xi was so despicable, he must have planned to do this, and he couldn't refuse.

"Teacher Jiamu!"

"Teacher Jiamu!"

The trainees came out one after another and greeted him excitedly. Those young faces were full of expectations and ambitions for the future.

"Teacher Cheng, if you want to see me, just give me a phone call. Why risk the future of these people?" Si Jiamu's tone was really not kind, and even tinged with cold hatred.

"You're bluffing me again!" Cheng Xi compared the viewfinder frame with his hand, put Si Jiamu's face in the viewfinder frame, and showed a satisfied smile, "You won't bother me if I hit you, I know."

"Since you know that I don't welcome you, why do you have to make painstaking efforts to meet me?" Si Jiamu's eyes were cold, and he exuded an aura of "don't get close to strangers".

Cheng Xi didn't care at all, approached, and deliberately lowered her voice, "Didn't I say it? It's because I want to see you!"

The topic went back again, Si Jiamu couldn't bear the disturbance, turned his head and looked around.

Since just now, I haven't seen Ke Haoyan again. I usually follow him so closely, why did he disappear at this time?

"Don't look for it." Cheng Xi's voice also cooled down, "Since I want to see you, I have made all the preparations. How could I leave Ke Haoyan at the scene?"

As he spoke, he wiped his lower lip with his index finger, "The last time I struck so hard, I still remember it. Jiamu, your member of the troupe, is almost as possessive of you as I am."

"Don't compare Haoyan with you, you are not worthy."

Si Jiamu said this coldly, stretched out his hand to call the trainees over, and introduced Cheng Xi to them, "This is Cheng Xi, your photographer today. You guys communicate first, I still have some things to do, so go first busy."

As soon as they heard that Si Jiamu was leaving, the trainees couldn't sit still. Xiangta was familiar with him, so he reached out and grabbed his cuff, "Teacher Jiamu, we... can we stay here, is it really okay?"

"What's wrong?" Si Jiamu firstly believed them, and secondly, he felt disgusted seeing Cheng Xi. At this moment, he just wanted to find Ke Haoyan, and then quickly ended the filming and fled the scene.

"I was younger than you when I first photographed a magazine, so I came here?" He said, glanced at Cheng Xi, and put a high hat on him based on the principle of revenge, "And Cheng photography The teacher is very responsible, if you have any questions, just ask him directly, and he will answer patiently."

Hearing this, Cheng Xi smiled like a spring breeze, her eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt away, she just stared at Si Jiamu's back until he walked into the lounge.

Finally, when he couldn't see the figure that haunted him, Cheng Xi withdrew his eyes, and the gentle expression on his face disappeared. He glanced at these handsome or handsome trainees indifferently, and let out a soft snort from his nose. , "My patience is only limited to Jiamu, you guys, if you have any questions, just ask her directly, don't bother me."

As he spoke, Cheng Xi raised his chin at Ah Li, and the other party immediately understood, "Yes, sir."

Several trainees looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally were urged by A Li to change their clothes, and then hurriedly changed their clothes again.

Unlike Si Jiamu's introduction, Cheng Xi was not the photographer this time. He just sat on the side the whole time, carefully wiping the delicate trinkets in his hands, and occasionally glanced at the pieces copiously.

Guessing that it's almost time, Cheng Xi raised the corners of his mouth slowly, hooked his hands, and called Ah Li to come over, "Go to the lounge and see, how is he doing?"

"Okay, sir."