Pretend to be nice

Near the end of the period, several people in the original dormitory made an appointment to cook hot pot at home.

Chef Li Qinghe, who was the main force in the kitchen, wanted to prepare hot pot for the afternoon, so Lin Guan asked Li Qinghe not to pick her up, and she walked back by herself.

I didn't expect to meet Mu Ziheng who was also walking past on the road.

Muziheng greeted her with a smile. I haven't seen her for a few weeks. Muziheng dyed her short blonde hair. Her already heroic face and unrestrained hair color made her look a bit ruffian.

Lin Gu'an nodded, as a greeting.

Mu Ziheng got along with her a few times, and knew her character a little bit, so he explained indifferently: "We originally made an appointment to go there after class, but the teacher left me behind, so they went there first to prepare .”

Lin Gu nodded, hummed, and said, "Are you okay?"

When Mu Ziheng smiled, he always raised the corners of his mouth first. Fortunately, this person's good looks were restrained, and he didn't do it deliberately, so he wasn't very greasy, but rather cynical.

"Li Qinghe and Li Qinghe are like two types of people," Lin Gu'an thought, "It's completely unexpected that these two are friends who have played since childhood."

Mu Ziheng smiled and explained: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the teacher is nagging, and it's torturing me for a long time."

Lin Gu'an nodded and said nothing.

On the contrary, Mu Ziheng spoke up again. She belongs to the kind of person who starts to have an atmosphere when playing together, and she doesn't have a lot of leisure time. Looking at Lin Gu'an who is walking silently, she picks up a topic that interests her and says, "Mr. Lin thinks How about our Qinghe?"

"Teacher Lin?" Lin Gu'an asked back.

"Hey, Qinghe often calls you like this, and we also call it. Hasn't she called you in front of you?" Mu Ziheng smiled with her characteristic.

"She's timid,"

"Pfft, this is the first time I've heard someone say that Qinghe is cowardly." Mu Ziheng exaggerated with a smile, and continued: "We are all afraid of her being sideways."

"Hey, Teacher Lin hasn't answered my question yet?"

Lin Gu'an still said in a calm tone, "I haven't seen her cross before?"

Mu Ziheng got excited, and raised his voice, and said: "Hey, Mr. Lin, you have never seen the Qinghe rise, and you don't read if you don't want to read, and you drove to Tibet by yourself. Some time ago, I suddenly said that I was going to become a monk, and I almost bought a plane ticket and flew over."

Mu Ziheng talked about Li Qinghe's past, Lin Gu listened quietly, taking over from time to time to encourage her to continue talking, Mu Ziheng was encouraged, and even spoke more vigorously, revealing Li Qinghe's old background, She didn't realize it until she reached the bottom of the stairs, but Lin Gu'an had already walked up the stairs before her.

Mu Ziheng twitched the corners of his mouth and almost couldn't swallow his breath, so he had to secretly swear that he would eat a few more pieces of meat later.

Lin Gu'an opened the door, and a steaming hot pot aroma came over the face, and the laughter of several people stopped for a while.

Li Qinghe hurried over, and when he saw Lin Guan, he smiled and said, "I'm back", and handed the slippers to her feet.

Lin Gu'an nodded, took her arm for support and changed into slippers.

Li Qinghe propped her up skillfully.

Mu Ziheng behind couldn't help but let out a feed, and pretended to complain: "Li Qinghe, can you take a look at me behind me."

Li Qinghe turned his mouth and said: "Don't you have long legs, come in and change your shoes, don't step on the dirty floor."

Mu Ziheng was speechless for a moment, so he could only come in silently to change his shoes, and then rushed into the room crying, pretending to cry: "Mother, listen to this son who has grown up and his wings are hard, so he treats hard work like this." Raise her dad."

Chang Chun immediately accepted the play, saying: "The child will have her own life when she grows up, we..." Howled dryly.

Mu Ziheng hugged her and howled, "My big boy."

Wu Xiao also hugged and howled with them: "I can't help my mother."

Yang Siyue played with them a few times, and was able to handle the scene, so she hugged and howled with them: "The water thrown by the married son."

Looking at this complicated relationship, Li Qinghe couldn't figure it out clearly, so he just broke his head one by one, and said coldly: "Do you still want to eat Dad's meal?"

A person who knows current affairs is a hero, and a few shouts from his father surround the room.

Lin Guan gave her an angry look,

Li Qinghe's father smiled lightly, as the saying goes, it is his father who is in charge of the cooking.

A group of people sat down noisily and ate the hot pot that they were thinking about.

This will be a hot and sour Thai-style hot pot. The ingredients are mainly seafood. There are still lemons floating in the red soup, and the seafood is poured into it. It looks nondescript, but it tastes sour and spicy, very appetizing.

Lin Gu'an prefers hot and sour food, and he also likes this hot pot quite a lot. He even ate several skewers of shrimp, and Li Qinghe cooked several skewers for her seeing that she liked it.

Changchun is a native of Tianfu. He is used to eating authentic Sichuan-style hot pot. This is the first time he ate Thai-style hot pot here.

Mu Ziheng laughed and teased her for her short-sightedness, Chang Chun became dissatisfied again, and shouted that Sichuan-style hot pot is the most authentic hot pot, and other hot pots are just an occasional pastime.

When these people got together, they made a lot of noise, Li Qinghe only occasionally said a few words, and cared about Lin Guan while eating.

Lin Gu'an used to stop her and let her eat more, but now she let her take care of her. He didn't pick up any food, and when he encountered food he didn't like, he threw it into Li Qinghe's bowl.

Li Qinghe didn't pick his mouth very much, he picked it up and ate it with a smile, and the two cooperated tacitly.

Halfway through eating, the phone rang.

The voice at the dinner table froze.

Seeing the name displayed on the phone, Li Qinghe frowned, motioned them to continue eating, and went to the balcony to make a phone call.

The few people didn't continue to make trouble, but just chatted a few words.

After more than ten minutes, Li Qinghe came back, opened the chair and sat down, saw a pile of meat in the bowl, his brows that were originally tightened relaxed again, looked at Lin Guan whose face remained unchanged, couldn't help but smile , the harshness brought by the cold wind has softened.

Seeing her stupid look, Lin Gu'an couldn't help but patted her thigh, signaling her to eat quickly.

The meat in the bowl was left for a while, and the temperature was just right for the mouth. Li Qinghe finished eating with a smile, and picked up a few thin slices of fish for Lin Guan.

The few people on the opposite side looked at their teeth sour and couldn't help protesting.

Lin Gu'an raised his eyes, and the few people fell silent again.

It was Mu Ziheng who spoke first and said, "What's wrong? Qinghe."

Li Qinghe paused, pondered for a while before opening his mouth and said: "Just now Yang Qin called to say that someone took my video to participate in the competition."

Several people were shocked and asked questions one after another.

Li Qinghe added: "Some time ago, I discussed with the people in the studio, and I felt that the studio is now in charge of me and Mr. Lin, which are more than enough, and even a little free, so I discussed recruiting some people for the studio, and organized a Anonymous competition, the top three recruited into the studio."

"The one that Lao He asked us to participate in?" Chang Chun couldn't help asking, she and Wu Xiao looked at Li Qinghe in shock.

Li Qinghe usually doesn't like to talk about these things, and Mu Ziheng, an insider, can't tell them if she doesn't mention it, so the two of them have been with her for more than a year and only know that Li Qinghe is a very powerful video blogger with many fans. Thinking that Li Qinghe already has his own studio, which is still very famous in the industry.

"Fuck me fuck me, son, you..." Chang Chun couldn't help but swear, stood up and sat down again, and continued: "Let me take it easy."

Yang Siyue didn't know how well-known this studio was in the circle. He had heard Lin Gu'an talk about this studio before, and he wasn't too surprised. He just saw the reaction of these two people and thought it should be very powerful, but he still didn't. How fluctuating, just about to speak, was interrupted by Chang Chun again.

"Son, no, Qinghe." Chang Chun said incoherently: "Are you really the boss of Burning Studio?"

Li Qinghe nodded.

Wu Xiao was still calm, exhaled, and couldn't help but said: "The boss is actually by my side."

"Okay, let's wait for Qinghe to finish talking before we are shocked," Mu Ziheng said carelessly.

Wu Xiao couldn't help but give her a glance, and Mu Ziheng smiled honestly.

While the two of them were busy being shocked, Li Qinghe stuffed another piece of mutton roll that Lin Guan had made with her.

Facing everyone's eyes, Li Qinghe swallowed the meat silently before saying: "The studio has talked with the school, and the videos submitted by our school can all pass the first round of selection, so it can be regarded as preferential treatment for the school. "

"No wonder Lao He made us all have to submit videos."

Mu Ziheng looked at Yang Siyue with puzzled eyes and answered her in a low voice: "Qinghe's studio is very famous in the circle, even if the competition only passed the first round, we can still write it in our resume in the future."

Yang Siyue nodded suddenly.

"Well, although the batch of videos submitted by the school will pass, they are also reviewed anonymously,"

"So the plagiarized video is in the batch handed in by the school?" Mu Ziheng hurriedly answered.

"Well, the school's batch of videos passed without review. Today is the second round of review. Yang Qin saw a video that looked like my style, so I sent it here for me to have a look," Li Qinghe paused. , touched his nose and continued: "That video is indeed mine, but I cut two copies of this video at that time, and I sent out one copy, and kept the other one all the time. The homework I handed in a while ago was lazy , handed in directly as homework."

A few people were dumbfounded, but it was Chang Chun who said first: "Usually when our homework is done well, Lao He will let us copy a copy to our computer, and read it twice more for study."

"So someone took your homework to the competition?" Mu Ziheng clicked his tongue twice, his tone extremely disgusted.

This is a troublesome matter, originally it was to give back to the school's welfare, if this is not handled properly, then the studio that was just giving the school some preferential treatment, or the school that handed in the video, and the old He who is determined to copy the video to the school for the students can't escape relationship.

Several people were silent.

"The studio is already in a meeting to deal with it. I'll go over after dinner," Li Qinghe said in a calm voice, and looked at Lin Gu'an at the last sentence.

Lin Guan nodded to her.

Li Qinghe couldn't help smiling again, turned his head and said, "It's nothing serious, eat quickly."

The dignified atmosphere eased a bit, Mu Ziheng and Li Qinghe looked at each other, then looked down, saw Li Qinghe pick up the chopsticks with a large piece of meat, and then moved to Li Qinghe and Lin Guan's bowls full of meat, immediately shouted One cry: "My meat!"

The others instantly entered the fighting mode, grabbing the meat noisily.

Under the table where no one was paying attention, Li Qinghe patted Lin Guan's with his empty left hand, and smiled at her.

Lin Gu'an's worried expression eased a little, and he gave her an angry look.

Li Qinghe tugged at her sleeve and shook it.

Lin Gu'an patted her backhand, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, don't you have a meeting later?"

Li Qinghe retracted his hand and continued to eat.

Li Qinghe ate in a leisurely manner, and she didn't seem to be in any hurry. It was Lin Gu'an's suggestion that she changed her clothes and went out slowly.

Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, Lin Gu'an stopped Li Qinghe, who was about to open the door to leave, and went to the room to get a plaid scarf for her.

Li Qinghe didn't like wearing scarves very much, and always felt uncomfortable holding his neck. Seeing the scarf that Lin Guan handed over, he rarely expressed his rejection, leaning back slightly, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Lin Gu'an didn't get used to her, seeing her hands hanging down and refusing to accept them, he lifted the scarf and put it around her neck.

Seeing this, Li Qinghe could be reluctant. She was a few centimeters taller than Lin Guan. For Lin Guan's convenience, she leaned forward against the shoe cabinet and bowed her head.

The restless hair brushed the other person's earlobe, Lin Gu'an gave her a look, but he didn't stop.

Li Qinghe pretended he didn't see it, and waited for Lin Guan to put the scarf on tightly with an obedient expression. Instead of getting anxious, he blew gently into Lin Guan's ear.

Lin Gu'an's ears are sensitive, half of her body is numb, and she just wanted to reprimand her for ignoring the group of people in the kitchen and acting recklessly.

Li Qinghe's light laughter rang in his ears again, and now his whole body was numb.

"Sister, I'm trapped by you," Li Qinghe deliberately lowered his voice, as if deliberately teasing with a soft laugh.

Before Lin Gu'an could respond, the mischievous child turned around and opened the door to leave.

Lin Gu'an didn't expect a stuffy stone to be able to toss so much. Pressing the back of his hand to his hot cheeks, he opened and closed his mouth when he heard the faster-than-usual footsteps in the corridor, but in the end he could only smile helplessly.

Li Qinghe's calm and relaxed appearance was really not an act of faking. When she rushed to the conference room, a group of people were discussing, and they didn't stop discussing when they saw her coming.

After Li Qinghe walked to the first place and sat down without paying attention, the elite-looking woman wearing glasses on the left handed her a bottle of mineral water.

Li Qinghe nodded at her, his eyes beckoning her to continue, then he leaned back in his chair and listened quietly.

The employees have long been accustomed to her way of being the shopkeeper, and they didn't even glance at her. The burning studio is different from other companies. With the help, a team was set up to help her manage accounts and the like.

Li Qinghe didn't know much about business at that time, and he was busy with his studies, so he didn't have time to manage any studios. He completely let them figure it out. At most, after the discussion is over, the pros and cons are analyzed and the plan is written, Li Qinghe will look at it later. Make a decision over and over again, and later when Li Qinghe was free, he did not change this way. He acted like a shopkeeper, but fortunately, when it was established, Qi Changji was used to her, and an ordinary studio was not sloppy. It was established, and a group of elites were selected for her. Otherwise, with Li Qinghe's lazy appearance, how could Ranyun become one of the so-called top players in the industry, and it would be good if he didn't go bankrupt.

After everyone discussed the plan, they turned around and explained to Li Qinghe, Li Qinghe quickly decided to adopt the second safe plan.

Just as Li Qinghe nodded, the X grams of coffee that he had spared on the road also arrived. Several employees ran outside to get takeaways with happy faces, and then divided them up in the conference room.

A group of people thanked her with smiles, Li Qinghe waved his hands, and told everyone to go back early.

This will be regarded as temporary overtime. The employees not only get overtime pay but also coffee, and the dissatisfaction of being called from home for a meeting has completely subsided. A group of people happily ran over to say goodbye to her and leave.

Li Qinghe said goodbye one by one, and when the last person came, Li Qinghe smiled at her and shouted: "Sister Wang, go back and be careful."

Wang Ping is the elite-looking woman who just handed her the water. She has sharp eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses. She manages the studio on weekdays and is the company's second in command.

Li Qinghe looked at her, and remembered that when the studio was first established, it was Qi Changji who paid for her staff salaries for a period of time, otherwise with her small treasury, Qi Changji might have worked so hard to poach the employees after a while They just patted their buttocks and left, and Wang Ping was the one with the highest salary.

Naturally, Wang Ping didn't know that Li Qinghe thought she was too expensive in the past. Holding the coffee in her hand, she nodded at Li Qinghe, turned around and left, more like a boss than Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe scratched his head, getting used to her style, took out his phone to check the time, it had been almost two hours since he came out, Lin Guan sent her a WeChat message.

Thinking that he was concerned about her situation, Li Qinghe was ready to comfort her.

Li Qinghe saw a photo first, moved his hands faster than his brain, and immediately clicked on it.

It's a half-length photo of Lin Gu'an at home, with a gray cashmere scarf hanging loosely around his neck.

"Stuck?"

Li Qinghe looked at the short and straightforward sentence, and at the scarf he had given Lin Guan before, seeing the man's half-smile expression, she felt a rush of heat on her face, and she was stunned for not knowing how to react We'll meet.

Her hand that was leaning on the table was lifted up, and she covered her face with her palm, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

In the empty and dark conference room, there was only a faint white light and Li Qinghe's muffled smile. If the employee turned back, he might be startled.

After a long time, Li Qinghe slowed down, holding the mobile phone, the typing input on the chat interface appeared and disappeared, repeated several times, before she could find a suitable response.

The other party may have been impatient waiting, so he sent a message first, "Are you back?"

"came back."

"be careful."

Li Qinghe looked at the news, the corners of his raised lips did not come down, he put away his phone, rubbed his sour face, turned to turn off the light and went home.

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The author has something to say:

Thanks for the idle mine, hahahaha, the first mine in this book, plus more

Looking at the comments, I found that there are indeed a lot of typos. In order to motivate myself, I decided that every time everyone finds my typos and clicks them in the comments, I will give a red envelope to the cute little one I found, and try my best to avoid typos