Big boss's palm fox pet

The fashion show has just started, but at the same time, photos and videos of the same protagonist, but taken from different angles, have been uploaded on the Internet, and the popularity vaguely surpasses the fashion show itself.

That was when Xiao Qi came to entertain the reporters, and Bai Liushuang happened to be looking for him on something.Xiao Qi is tall, and Bai Liushuang is still a bit shorter than him in high heels, so every time Bai Liushuang wants to talk to him, Xiao Qi will habitually bend down to listen, looking very intimate.

Bai Liushuang left after finishing speaking, accidentally stepped on the decorative silk cloth, and was about to fall, Xiao Qi quickly helped him up, and even picked up the shoes that came off his feet, and put them on Bai Liushuang himself .

Those who know the relationship between the two of them must say that this son is really filial, but those who don't know it will look wrong.

The quick-response gossip media directly released a comparison. On the one hand, Mu Lin held the ice cream in the amusement park, like a king returning from victory, while Xiao Qi squatted and tied his shoelaces; In the corridor by the door, Xiao Qi knelt down to put on shoes for Bai Liushuang.

At this time, silence speaks louder than sound. In the small melon field, the people jumped up and down, and the public relations people held their forks. They didn't know where to stab for a while, so they could only contact the tool person attribute, the real president, Wen Renjun with trepidation, but what... …No one heard.The tool man had long left work behind in the name of cheering, sitting in the guest seat and waiting for the big show to start, and sitting behind him were dozens of senior executives from Interstellar Entertainment, large and small.

The public relations department had no leader, and the minister had no choice but to call the former president Xiao Qi's mobile phone, but as expected, no one answered.

As a loving and dedicated wife-protecting madman, Xiao Qi heard that Mu Lin was too nervous and wanted him to hug him, so he went back to the lounge to hug Mu Lin when he was too busy putting on Bai Liushuang's shoes.

After coaxing the eldest baby, he sent him to the guest seats in the front row. Xiao Qi kissed Mu Lin before going to the backstage to prepare for the stage.

On Mu Lin's right are Ji Fengqing and Ning Wutian, leaving Xiao Qi's seat on the left, followed by Song Xingzhou, Xue Ying and Zuo Yiran.

"Feng Qing, how are you chatting with your idol?"

Ji Feng lowered his head slightly, and his butterfly-like eyelashes covered the disappointment in his eyes: "She should not be very satisfied with me, but for President Xiao's sake, she agrees to my internship in the branch."

Smiling wryly, he said helplessly: "It would have been nice if I had finished my university studies back then."

In fact, he also thought about it, if he used Ning Wutian's money to take his grandmother to study abroad together, in that way, many bad things in the future could be avoided.When we meet again, he should be a cutting-edge designer who is in the limelight, and he will not show timidity standing next to the heir to a billionaire family.Ning Wutian didn't need to rack his brains, he was willing to repay his kindness with his body.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

One's own incompetence is often more unbearable than the cruel reality of the outside world.

Mu Lin comforted him nonchalantly with herself: "It's better than I didn't even go to college, oh, don't worry, this is a very good start, everything will get better."

"Well, everything will be fine. Thank you, Mu Lin."

It was rare for Ning Wutian not to act like a demon, but quietly stretched out his arms to wrap Ji Fengqing's back, giving him silent comfort.

Ji Feng turned his head and looked at Ning Wutian, and smiled slightly. He also thanked Ning Wutian for blowing away the haze above his head like a raging and fiery gust of wind.

However, you don't need to express your gratitude to him, just spend the rest of your life loving him.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Is that the boss?"

"It's too far away, I can't see clearly!"

The field control seemed to have a pair of clairvoyant ears, and immediately switched a large screen from a close-up of the clothes to a close-up of the model's face.

"Wow! It's really him!"

"It's so handsome!"

There were boos, and Mu Lin looked around in panic, only to see Ye Du raised eyebrows with him in the corner, and Xu Dandan made a "yeah" behind him.

These two guys really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic...

As if to confirm Mu Lin's evaluation of the two of them, the next second, another big screen showed a close-up picture of Mu Lin staring at Xiao Qi, the corner of his mouth subconsciously yearning.

At this moment, Zuo Yiran, who had been sitting upright all the time, was instantly agitated, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to record the video.

Xiao Qi had already walked to the front of the runway, he somehow touched Xue Ying's meaningful smile, and Mu Lin was also smiling, with a sweetness that couldn't be hidden in his shyness.Although he was very curious about what happened, due to his high professionalism, Xiao Qi put on a supermodel face and meticulously completed the fixed-point movements. When he walked back, he raised his eyes and glanced at the big screen: the one in the middle It's a close-up of the model's clothing behind him, the left one is a close-up of him looking up at the screen, and the right is Mu Lin's face.

The angle of the camera is excellent, and it seems that the two of them on the screen are looking at each other from a distance, affectionate like a cowherd and a weaver girl.

Sprinkling dog food at the opening show... If his mother wants to pursue it, he will kill a Ye Du to cheer his mother up.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with it, and as time went by, it progressed smoothly to the last unit.

When the lights came on, Mu Lin sat upright on the stage, wearing a white dress with misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, without any movement, he could be called an exiled immortal.

Glancing at Xiao Qi in the audience, Mu Lin mustered up his courage, discarded distracting thoughts, and concentrated his mind on the strings in front of him.

After thousands of years of precipitation, the simple and deep piano sound is like a thousand-year-old old man, walking slowly across the long river of history.

Behind him, on the big screen in the middle is a close-up picture of him, and a line of subtitles falls down beside him: Algae blooms in the orchid pond, and the harmony is exciting.Practicing clean business, wandering elephants.

After most of the song "Listening to the Rain in the Mid-Mountain", Mu Lin glanced at Xiao Qi from the corner of his eye, but found that the person was gone, only the eyes of the tens of thousands of audience members were on him.He was panicked, he hesitated for a moment in the movement of his hands, and there was a flaw in the originally perfect piano music.

Along with his piano sound, the same low and soothing flute sounded melodiously, covering up the momentary hesitation just right.

A beam of light hit the auditorium, just covering Xiao Qi's whole body inside. He was playing the long flute, and walked slowly, without the slightest mess in his breath.

Mu Lin looked at him with a smile, without looking at the strings, his fingertips moved freely and freely like flowing water.

The last model had just walked off the runway as the last note fell.

Mu Lin was about to leave the stage, but the sound of the piano sounded unexpectedly, Xiao Qi disappeared from the audience, the director was gesticulating desperately, Mu Lin looked over, Xiao Yilin was wearing a tuxedo sitting in front of the nine-foot Steinway, smiling Glancing at him, motioned him to play with him.

Mu Lin continued to sit still, improvising along with his rhythm.

After a while, the lingering and ambiguous cello sound like a lover's whisper joined in, and two bars later, there was another violin, and the players were all behind Mu Lin.Judging from the audience's reaction, % is the fake CP of Xiao Qi and Bai Liushuang.

dong dong!

Xiao Yilin pressed down the bass keys heavily, and then ended with a brisk and swift high note. Mu Lin spread his palms on the strings to stop the strings from vibrating. Looking back, Xiao Qi was smiling at him while holding the cello. Bai Liushuang beside him slowly lowered the violin on his shoulders, and also looked at him.