The days of frying CP with the enemy

"Boom" a small stone fell on He Xingci's heart.

With his slender hands, he unscrewed the thermos cup forcefully. He avoided Nanyan Li Sikong's gaze when he was talking. He turned his head to look at the scenery, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. After several sips, he still couldn't quench his thirst:

"Mo Ran, will you protect him? As far as I know, their relationship is not so good."

Nan Yan moved swiftly, and quickly tapped Xu Yang on WeChat to ask about this matter. Nan Yan curled his lips, and his tone was dark and unclear:

"Who said that? Not only that, Xu Yang told me that Mo Ran gave him an apartment. I think other resources are probably given by Mo Ran. Mo Ran means that he wants to retreat to the second line to welcome newcomers Ah." Nan Yan felt that his job was not guaranteed.

Just having Xu Yang is enough for him to have headaches for so many years, and Mo Ran will show up again, so he should pack up and go back to his hometown.

The hand that twisted the cap of the thermos cup was getting harder and harder, and the iron object rubbed against the skin, making a piercing and sharp sound.

He put it aside heavily, hugging his arms: "Don't let him fall in love with him."

The smell of the jar of lemon essence vinegar permeated the whole car, but Nanyan Li Sikong didn't think about it at all.

Li Sikong propped his chin and drooped his eyelids, "It's a good thing too. I grew up watching Teacher Mo Ran's play, but I just never heard him talk about his love life. Now that society is so open, I accept liking men. "

Needless to say, Nan Yan, he was worried that his little artist would get mixed up with him before. Since Mo Ran could change his goal, it was too late for Nan Yan to laugh, so he patted He Xingci's thigh and laughed happily:

"No matter who he Mo Ran likes, as long as he doesn't block our way. I think Yu Zhenqi's white and tender hair looks so sunny and pure. It's reasonable to attract men, let alone girls. things.

You have a sweet mouth and will come to trouble. Maybe the hypocrisy in your eyes is an advantage in the eyes of others.Mo Ran has a foundation and a big background, he is willing to take Yu Zhenqi, and Yu Zhenqi is unlimited in the future. "

sweet mouth?

That is to say, He Xingci's speech is not pleasant?

Will something happen?

That is to say, He Xingci has no eyesight?

The most important thing is white, tender, sunny and pure?Insinuating that he has no such advantages?

Nanyan has not finished publishing his "On Yu Zhenqi".

The car came to a steady stop, He Xingci opened the car door with a bang, passed them and jumped out of the car, "I'm leaving, you go back!"

Nan Yan was in a dazed state with a fierce look on his face, "Hey, you forgot your water glass. I specially made lemon passion fruit tea for you this morning!"

He Xingci gritted his teeth and turned his head, "I'm so sour, I don't want to drink anymore!" Puffed up like a puffer fish, he walked towards the theater holding his stomach full of anger.

After realizing it later, Li Sikong hurriedly picked up his things and chatted with Nanyan: "What's wrong with Brother He..."

Nan Yan rolled his eyes: "This man always has those days every month."

Nan Yan: "..."

Are you sure it's not for women?Li Sikong lowered his head and smiled, hissing... Danfeng's slender eyebrows frowned together, and the pain in his palm being pierced by a sharp object, he squatted in the narrow space in the car to see what it was with the faint light.

"Xiao Li, are you still leaving?" Nan Yan asked in doubt.

Li Sikong groaned a few times, picked up the thing that he didn't fully see clearly, only knew it was probably a brooch, cold and cold, he stuffed it in his pocket, took the good thing and trotted out of the car to chase after He Xingci:

"Brother He! Brother He! Wait for me!"

"This kid... is so impulsive with He Xingci that he doesn't know how to be steady when he gets off the car." Nan Yan shook his head unable to complain.

"Buzz" the phone vibrates.

After Nanyan ordered the driver to send him back the way he came, he clicked on WeChat.

Xu Yang: But these things are actually done by me, in the name of Mo Ran, only his name is easy to use.

Combined with the above chat records, Ge Youtan, who is boring in Nanyan, has no image at all.

What's the matter, he thought that the thousand-year-old iron tree would grow pear blossoms, and he would join in the fun and eat the first-hand melons, but it turned out to be an oolong.

It's so boring!

With a drag of the little hand, "Xu Yang" was blacked out.

Exploding fake news, tantalizing, blackmailing!

As soon as the theater door was closed and the outside world was cut off, He Xingci felt much calmer in his heart.

A second before closing the big red iron door, Li Sikong held a pile of things and struggled to open the door with his feet. He nimbly got in sideways, and when he heard the movement behind him, He Xingci patted his head. up.

He trotted over to help him get things, feeling sorry for the silly boy, "I'm sorry, I forgot you were still behind... I didn't sleep well yesterday, my mind is confused."

Facing He Xingci's red and swollen eyes, Li Sikong couldn't let it out even if he was angry, showing his big white teeth, he didn't care, "It's okay, what's the matter, Brother He, I don't need you to help me, I am small but strong, Let's go, report to Master first, and then your follow-up video will come."

The implication of the second half of the sentence is that they can't chat as they like in the car.Contains #哥#儿#全#理#

He Xingci pursed his lips, "Did we cause you a lot of trouble when we came here to shoot?"

No, Brother He, your affairs are not troublesome.

Li Sikong said this in his heart.

"How could it be? Our daily practice is actually very boring." Li Sikong gently opened the door with his body. The culture that sees more elements, whether it is the previous culture or the current one, needs to be inherited and connected with each other."

I didn't expect him to have his own opinions at such a young age, He Xingci affirmed:

"Yes, but I think more people still have a chain of contempt for this kind of thing."

"Learning to sing Peking Opera or other things, if it's just to feel that you are superior to others, it is meaningless at all."

During the conversation, He Xingci and Li Sikong had already come to Qiaoz's hall, the three of them were empty, one can imagine how much Qiaoz valued He Xingci.

Even if the child doesn't ask him to be his teacher, he still has to teach him with all his heart.

Chotz stroked his beard and smiled mysteriously, jumped off the chair, his feet firmly on the ground: "You guys are here, you came early today, so you can save half an hour of horse gait." The old man opened the folding fan, black pen and ink The center of the fan is embellished with "the best kindness is like water":

"Sikong knows what is the most important thing in learning to sing Peking Opera, but now I will let him start from the horse stance, step by step. There are four characters in Peking Opera, namely—singing, reading, doing, and fighting."

He Xingci listened carefully to the old man's words. If he had a notebook, he would definitely write down the expression.The old man welcomed him more and more, and gently called his name:

"Xing Ci, tell me, do you have any understanding of your duet, reading, doing, and typing?"

"Senior Joe, as far as I know, singing refers to singing, reading refers to reciting words, doing refers to physical form, and fighting refers to martial arts."

The person who spoke was slowly coming from behind, and the three looked back in unison.

Seeing who it was, He Xingci couldn't help but clenched his fists tighter. It was Yu Zhenqi again...why did Yu Zhenqi appear lingeringly.

"Mo Ran also gave him an apartment." Nan Yan's tone echoed in his mind again.

Until Yu Zhenqi walked in front of him, He Xingci still looked dull and thinking about something, Yu Zhenqi gestured in front of him, "Xingci, I answered for you, you don't mind, I happened to check the information yesterday Check this out."

If you mind, is it useful if you mind? If you want to steal the limelight, then you can go.

He Xingci twitched the corners of his mouth, his lazy eyes were calm and composed:

"No, since your homework is better than mine, Senior Joe must appreciate you very much," the bad boy took advantage of the opportunity to throw the topic to the dissatisfied old man, "Senior Joe, what do you think, little boy?" Is Yu also here to join us?"

His emotions became more and more ups and downs.

Then in front of this kind of person.

He Xingci's performance will be detached from nature, as expected, He Xingci keenly saw on Yu Zhenqi's face the embarrassment that should not belong to his age. Sit next to the old man and pour tea for him:

"Old man, you should treat me the same as them. If it spreads, it will not only say that I rejected you with bad words, but also that I forced you to teach me Peking Opera."

Mr. Qiao drank his tea, greeted Yu Zhenqi and sat down in a comfortable position:

"Whoever said that you rejected me with harsh words, what did you do? I broke his leg."

The old man has a solemn expression, and he is very eager to give his favorite "disciple" justice.

He Xingci was neither smiling nor crying, "No, old man," he leaned close to Joates' ear, as if he was showing it to someone kindly, his voice was still the same decibel, and to outsiders, it was just the two of them whispering, "On the Internet, some people made rumors that I don't like Peking opera and had a quarrel with you, saying that my speech is ugly." He looked at the camera meaningfully, "You may not know it if you don't go online, and I don't want you to see this It's an inexplicable thing. I don't know if I offended some caring people somewhere. "

Cameraman: ?Is this really playable?

When he glanced back, he deliberately stayed on Yu Zhenqi for a few seconds.

Visible to the naked eye, Yu Zhenqi couldn't sit still, he was so stiff that he didn't look like a human being.

Mr. Qiao's eyes widened when he heard the words, and half of the pot of tea was spilled out with a slap of his palm: "Bastard! You can talk nonsense like this? Not only did they insult your reputation, they even ignored me as an old man. "The more Mr. Qiao thinks about it, the more angry he gets, thinking that he has been honest and innocent all his life, "No, how do you young people surf the Internet, Xing Ci, teach me!"

"Okay, old man Qiao, don't be angry. It's a lie to say that I don't mind, but I have let the company go through the legal process, and the law will replace us with a clean one."

What Elder Qiao wanted to say was coaxed by He Xingci to suppress him. He Xingci's original intention was to warn some viewers in front of the camera that Heizi had a heart. He is not a soft persimmon to be bullied. Others knew about it, but Mr. Qiao almost went door to door with a stick to settle accounts.

The shooting time of the show is up, and this matter will be settled in a short time.

After filming the morning part, He Xingci felt a burst of relief in his body. There was still some flesh left on his stomach. He pinched it and felt that it was much more delicate. In front of him:

"Xing Ci...Brother, I have something to tell you, is it convenient?"