You, teach me how to do things?

In the end, Xia Yuanling drove An Qian and his mother home.

When I went upstairs, my mother was still talking about Xia Yuanling, a child who was kind and willing to help, and told An Qian to work faster.

"I know," An Qian helped his mother upstairs, "Xiao Xia is very good."

There's no need to talk all day long, your ears are calloused.

"Did something happen to you before you said it? Why don't you talk much these days?"

His mother's sudden question made An Qian tense all of a sudden. He talked about him from left to right, and changed the topic to other things.

Fortunately, the mother did not notice.

At night, after washing up, An Qian sat on the bed alone.

The warm yellow light from the desk lamp shone on his face, slightly warming his pale complexion.

He casually browsed the news on the Internet. Since he planned to be Xiao Xia's manager, he had to understand the news trends in the entertainment circle.

In addition, he has a little bit of his own selfishness.

Working with Xiao Xia, maybe you will have a chance to meet him——

Thinking of this, An Qian stopped his hand on the screen and clicked on a photo.

The man in the photo has a jade-like face, white clothes and black hair, standing with his hands behind his back, holding a jade seal in his hand.

It's his upcoming TV series. These photos are stills and PV clips that were released in advance.

An Qian pushed his thumb and index finger against the screen, the photo was enlarged, and he quietly looked at the man's face in the photo.

His tense nerves were relaxed, and even his eyebrows and eyes became gentle.

Sliding down one by one, An Qian's face even slowly brought a smile.

Until suddenly, a WeChat message popped up.

"Fin requests to add you as a friend."

An Qian's face changed, and he threw the phone out tremblingly, leaning against the head of the bed and shaking like a sieve.

He tried to calm himself down, but couldn't control his body at all.

The black phone in front of him was like a time bomb, it would kill him immediately.

He felt like he was going to be out of breath.

An Qian took a few deep breaths before finally finding the courage to reach for her phone.

With trembling hands, he clicked on the WeChat notification, and clicked on the content above.

"Why delete me?"

"I really like you, why don't you give me a chance?"

No.

That's not like.

That's insulting.

It's a crime!

Trembling, An Qian stuffed the phone under the pillow, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and covered his head.

It would be best if I could suffocate myself like this——

It's just a pity that he will wake up eventually and face the sun of the next day.

The next day, An Qian accompanied An Youyou to a comic exhibition, helped her get some things, and watched her order.

In the past, An Youyou used to go alone, or with her good friends, but there was a news a while ago that a beauty blogger was photographed up her skirt.Since then, An Youyou has become more worried about her safety.

Anyway, Xia Yuanling just finished wrapping up recently, he didn't have any activities recently, and he didn't need An Qian's help, so she borrowed An Qian privately.

"Let's have dinner with some of my friends in the evening, and I'll treat you to hot pot on weekends," An Youyou blinked at An Qian, "Let's bring Cousin Xiaoxia! He has recently controlled his diet and can't eat randomly, and he will die of hunger by then." he!"

An Qian knew that the two of them liked to fight like this: "Be careful when he hits you."

"Cut, he can't beat me." An Youyou rolled her eyes.

It was the same when I was young, Xia Yuanling and An Youyou were always very picky, and An Qian always looked at them.

"Okay, go in quickly," he couldn't help urging when he saw that the ticket checking line was about to reach them.

An Youyou quickly turned around, checked the ticket and entered.

She wore a platinum lolita today, which was very eye-catching. As soon as she entered, many people wanted to take photos with her.

An Qian watched from the side, occasionally helping her with water and feeding her a few snacks.Sometimes I have to find cosmetics for her, ask her to touch up her makeup, and help hold props when taking pictures.

An Qian is very handy with these things, and from time to time, he will take the initiative to remind An Youyou to take off her makeup and oil, and to add some powder.Or let her sit down and rest, drink saliva or something.

The organizer arranged a lunch box at noon, and An Youyou was going to go on stage to play a few games in the afternoon, and An Qian was waiting for her to finish in the background.

Taking advantage of this time gap, An Qian called her mother and asked her how she was doing.

He has always been a little attached to his mother, and told his mother everything he saw and heard this morning.

Although it is difficult for him to express clearly, he just wants his mother to recover from her illness and not worry about herself.

When the time was almost over, An Qian went to pick An Youyou off the stage. She was wearing high heels, and it was not very convenient for her to walk now, so she had to find something to support her.

"Brother, how am I doing?"

Of course, An Qian didn't read it. He called his mother and said nonsense: "Not bad."

"Hey, are you my real brother? It's okay if I don't get any points."

"It's not my real brother, cousin," An Qian joked, explaining that he just called his mother.

When the two were chatting happily, An Qian suddenly noticed that on An Youyou's left, there was a man walking in his direction with a gloomy face.

The man was wearing a black matte down jacket, the collar was raised high to cover half of his face, and there was a camera hanging around his neck.

It was no different from ordinary audiences, but An Qian subconsciously felt that something was wrong with this person.

Suddenly, the man took a few steps forward, reaching out to grab An Youyou, An Qian quickly waved his arms to protect An Youyou in his arms.

He blocked it, but the man's hand didn't succeed and only grabbed An Qian's shoulder.

An Youyou screamed, she couldn't stand still, fell into An Qian's arms, and sat on the ground with An Qian.

Soon, the attention of the people around was attracted, and the security personnel who maintained order at the scene also hurried over.An Youyou pointed at the man, saying that he rushed over suddenly, and the security guard hurried forward to control the man.

The security guard at the scene reprimanded sharply: "What are you doing here!"

"I accidentally touched it, what can I do!"

The man kept quibbling, saying that he just ran into An Youyou, and he didn't understand why he made such a fuss and asked the security guards to arrest him.

It's a pity that there was no monitoring at the scene, and he did not cause any substantial harm to An Youyou. The security guards at the scene could only expel him immediately, and could not take further measures.

An Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately An Qian protected herself, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened.

"Brother, this time it's really—"

She got up and was about to help An Qian up, but when she turned around, she found that An Qian's face was pale at this moment, leaning against the edge of the stage, breathing rapidly.

In winter, the air conditioner was not turned on in the venue, but his face was covered with sweat.

"Brother! What's wrong with you!"

The author says:

An Qian encountered very bad, very bad things.

But he will come out, he will have a lover who is good to him, he will be rich, he will have everything he wants.