What are you looking at, why don't you sleep with me?

Wu Changjie knocked on the door, and it was Jiang Quanxi who opened it.He was wearing a white shirt, all buttons were buttoned up, and the hem of the clothes was tucked into his trousers, he looked a little older.

His eyes wandered around Jiang Quanxi's neckline, not looking too much, knowing not to leave marks on the obviously exposed skin.

This Zhou Ye is really reliable in everything he does, Wu Changjie sighed in his heart.

"Ajie, you are here." Jiang Quanxi said vaguely, after he opened the door, he walked home, looking very casual, more at ease than he was at home.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Xiao, find a place to sit." Jiang Quanxi took them to sit in the living room.

The two assistants carrying things thanked Jiang Quanxi. This was their second visit to the house, and the basic structure was almost clear.

However, it is a private space after all, and it is Jiang Quanxi's private lover's house. In order to avoid seeing some scenes that should not be seen, he did not walk around and sat on the sofa.

Wu Changjie took a look at Zhou Ye's house, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it on the whole, but Jiang Quanxi's habit of throwing things around was not lost.

The last time I was doing an event abroad, I bought cuffs on a whim, the watch I usually wear, the charging cable for my mobile phone, and even a lighter if I don’t smoke. I wonder who I bought it for.

"...So, Prosecutor Zhou agreed to move to your place?" Wu Changjie said with some surprise.

He thought it would be more difficult, but he didn't expect that it was just a matter of Jiang Quanxi's words.

Jiang Quanxi went to the refrigerator to fetch drinks for them. He was very busy, and said with a smile: "Well, he will come back tonight to pack things, and we will go there at night."

Wu Changjie looked at his expression and nodded slightly: "It's good to move there, and we don't need to run back and forth."

Jiang Quanxi opened a bottle of mineral water for himself. In front of Wu Changjie, he has always done a good job of saving face, "I think it's okay, but it's not easy to park here. I was almost recognized several times. It's too dangerous. Well, I'll hide quickly."

Jiang Quanxi's face is more recognizable than his songs. After all, he is a popular singer who has been popular for nearly ten years. He has a wide range of popularity at the public level, and it is difficult not to know him.For many new-generation singers who have just debuted, it is difficult to find a song that can break out of the circle, but Jiang Quanxi doesn't have to worry about this problem.

"Do you need any help?" Wu Changjie took a sip of the mango juice that Jiang Quanxi handed him.

It is too sweet.Wu Changjie frowned, looked up and saw that Jiang Quanxi took mineral water, and felt a little more at ease.

When he had an awkward relationship with Zhou Ye before, Jiang Quanxi kept his figure very well, and he was very satisfied.But love makes people fat, and he doesn't want to face such a serious problem.

Thinking about it this way, Wu Changjie had a very headache. Usually dealing with Jiang Quanxi alone would be enough to bother him, but now he has a capable helper.

"No need," Jiang Quanxi was bored, and turned on the TV with the remote control. The opened channel happened to be broadcasting TV dramas. During this period, mainstream dramas were popular in major TV stations. When he opened the screen, there were men and women in Chinese tunic suits, "What are we going to talk about today? Xiao Zhao , read the itinerary to me."

"There is no upcoming schedule. There is a singing competition column group that hopes you can come and be a guest in the kick-off hall." Wu Changjie first said for Xiao Zhao.

"Ah? Ask me to kick the hall?" Jiang Quanxi finally looked away from the boring TV series.

Wu Changjie glanced at Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Zhao immediately took out a magazine cleverly.Wu Changjie took it and handed it to Jiang Quanxi: "Look."

"No.1 in the Chinese music scene after Jiang Quanxi?! The debut album sold [-] copies in the first week!"

[-] copies, that's pretty impressive.

Ordinary singers do not have as much traffic as idols, and fans are willing to pay hundreds of dollars to buy hundreds of copies, all relying on passers-by and listeners to save one by one.

This newcomer is a bit interesting.

Jiang Quanxi looked down, and the inside pages of the magazine began to write about the resume of this new generation of singers, bragging that his song style has an epoch-making effect, comparing him to Jiang Quanxi's second, maybe in three to five years, Jiang Quanxi will become a thing of the past .

With Jiang Quanxi's current status, this magazine dared to speak for this new singer. It is conceivable that either the team spent a lot of money, or the magazine had a personal enmity with Jiang Quanxi.

"Star Weekly again?" Jiang Quanxi threw the magazine on the glass table, a little speechless.

It's just a rookie singer, always epoch-making, and he blows too much.

"No one hates you more than his family." Wu Changjie took the magazine and carefully looked at the young man in high spirits in the color photo on the inside page.

"Don't you think he looks familiar?" Wu Changjie said.

"Ah?" Jiang Quanxi was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the face of the new singer, and turned back bored, "I haven't heard his song, how would I know."

"It's not the style of music." Wu Changjie pointed to the face on the colored photo with his finger, "His hairstyle, clothes, eyes, and expression are very similar to you."

"Is there any?" Jiang Quanxi was taken aback. He took the magazine back and turned a few pages, looked carefully, and finally had to say that what Wu Changjie said made some sense.

"His team is unnecessary, isn't it? If the first album is really so good, he can follow his own style and follow me?" Jiang Quanxi recalled his debut career rather speechlessly, "The sales of my first album came later, really. If you want to compare with him, in fact, you can’t compare.”

Hearing that he was so modest, Wu Changjie smiled and closed the magazine, "The column team invites you to come over, just to compete with him on the same stage and stir up topics."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Quanxi didn't want to be a guest in some Lao Shizi's singing competition. He was already the top player in the music scene, who would he compare with?No matter how you compare it, it's self-deprecation, "I'm going, don't say I can't step down."

Wu Changjie didn't know him well yet, so he picked up his cup and took a sip and said, "This time is quite special, their draft has already been widely known, and they must use your name to be the leader, without giving them any color." Look, I thought the entertainment industry was so messy."

Wu Changjie is not everyone who wants to pull Jiang Quanxibo out of the position. Who told this newcomer's team to be too arrogant, I really have to swallow my anger, I don't know, I thought Jiang Quanxi could just talk about it, and there will be no end to it in the future.

"Besides, aren't you bored? Why don't you do something more? This program gave you a very generous contract. Their TV station has always been in the second tier. It seems that they want to wrestle with another TV station this year. It shouldn't make the scene too ugly. .” Wu Changjie said.

"Where am I bored, many things are good? I'm going to help my partner move at night!" Jiang Quanxi yelled dissatisfied.

Wu Changjie choked on him, co-authoring you always listened to my previous sentence, and the second half was playing the piano to the cow, a waste of emotion.

"Do you really think that your main job is dating, and your side job is being a singer?" Wu Changjie mocked him.

Jiang Quanxi saw that he was going to get angry, and immediately corrected his attitude: "Just go, isn't it just kicking the gym, and make sure to complete the task beautifully!"

"What task, you don't fight back when people step on your face?"

"Oh shit, Ajie, don't provoke me. I'm in a good mood recently, and I don't get angry easily!" Jiang Quanxi jumped.

After Wu Changjie explained the matter, he got up and asked the two assistants to clean up Jiang Quanxi, "Go out and make a show, and I will send you back later, so as not to delay the relationship."

envy!Absolutely jealous!The jealousy of single dogs is the most terrible!

Jiang Quanxi slandered, he made a grinning face behind Wu Changjie, and when Wu Changjie looked back, he changed his face in a second, Wu Changjie shook his head at him, "Remember to pretend to be a little bit later."

Sure enough, Wu Changjie fulfilled his promise and took him out to meet some friends in the circle, and when he came out, he was photographed by paparazzi in the parking lot.

The paparazzi received the news early, and there were quite a few people squatting on guard.

As soon as Jiang Quanxi showed his face, he immediately rushed forward, pointing long guns and short cannons at Jiang Quanxi's face, the parking lot with poor lighting, it seemed like daytime for a while.

"Quanxi! Quanxi! I'm a reporter from Jiulang Entertainment, what do you think of the challenge that singer Mao Li has recently challenged you?"

"Quanxi, please stop, just one question! There have been rumors recently that you are very dissatisfied with Mao Li's speech to you, and privately told your friends that he disrespects the music seniors and is too arrogant, is it true?"

"Jiang Quanxi! I'm a reporter from "Star Weekly". Mao Li said that you dare not go to the invitation of a great musician because you are afraid of him, a newcomer king who is so popular. What do you think? You are really afraid ?"

Star Weekly.

As soon as Jiang Quanxi stopped, he looked back through the bodyguards and searched for the recorder with Star Weekly written on it among the reporters behind him.

He was a lean man in his thirties, wearing plain glasses, when he saw Jiang Quanxi looking over, his eyes immediately became frantic, desperately trying to break through his peers, and threw himself in front of Jiang Quanxi.

"Jiang Quanxi, do you dare to accept Mao Li's challenge?" the reporter said loudly.

The bodyguard's expression was tense, and he kept pushing the reporter's body. Jiang Quanxi waited for the reporter to finish speaking, then put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and said with a puzzled look:

"Who is Mao Li? Is he famous?"

"Mao Li is the hot newcomer king recently."

Jiang Quanxi listened for a moment, then seemed to think of something, tilted his head to look at the reporter closest to him, and said:

"Do you still remember who was the rookie king last year?"

"Uh...yes...yes..." The reporter obviously had a bad memory, and even after thinking for a while, he couldn't think of the name.

What Jiang Quan wanted was the effect, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said to the reporter of Star Weekly:

"And you, do you remember?"

The reporter of Star Weekly was filled with the excitement of interviewing Jiang Quanxi. When he interrupted him, he couldn't turn his mind for a moment. His colleagues looked at him in a daze and kept reminding him.

In the end, before he could hear clearly, Jiang Quanxi turned around and left gracefully.

The reporters only heard him say to the assistant beside him: "This Star Weekly reporter is a rookie king one by one, but he doesn't even remember who the rookie king was last year, and his level is too amateurish."

Heh, what Jiang Quanxi dared to say!

The reporter of Star Weekly who stayed in the same place turned blue and then pale, and all his colleagues ran after Jiang Quanxi, and those who didn't pass were all peeking at the reporter of Star Weekly, and murmured together.There are also those who are quick-witted, turned around to interview him, and asked him what he thinks of Jiang Quanxi's words?

What does he think?

He only regrets that he didn't listen to his seniors more, and made Jiang Quanxi black every day to death, so much so that he regrets it now.