My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

After Su Qiao entered the role, the filming progress of the crew has been rapid, and today they filmed a classic scene in "Folding Knife".

Ning Qi married his childhood sweetheart sister and went to the city to make money, but by accident, he embarked on the opposite path and became the all-powerful spy chief of a generation. Not even a single photo that he could think about.

He put down the gun, picked up the paintbrush, and drew the green appearance of Amei in his memory. He also drew an end to his former self. Now only the spy chief who made the reactionaries fearful is alive.

Director Lu didn't expect Su Qiao to be able to draw.

The camera cuts to the close-up, originally meaning that Su Qiao made a few random gestures, then went back to find an artist to draw a portrait of the actress playing the younger sister, and edited and cut it in.

In the monitor, a white and dexterous hand holds a pencil, and a few strokes outline "Amei"'s eyes, lying silkworms, eyelashes, thin single eyelids, and even the Korean-style unlined eyebrows that "Amei" cannot cover up.

Amei's actor sat behind Director Lu eating melon seeds, caught a glimpse of herself in the monitor, smiled and leaned over to watch.

Su Qiao's hands are beautiful, with thin skin wrapped in delicate joints, slender and fragile, as if they could be broken with a strong force, but his pen is like magic, with exquisite dot and line structure, just right point and horizontal, capturing Amei Every feature on the face, but the charm of the painting is different from the actor himself.

The actor who plays the younger sister is not a big beauty in the entertainment industry. Xiaojiabiyu's face, under Su Qiao's brush, has turned her into an all-powerful beauty. It's just that the eyebrows are a little higher, the eye sockets are a little shallower, and the subtle Adjustment, make the temperament to a higher level, pure and glamorous, want to talk about it, look like a peerless beauty.

Amei's actors are about to cry. What kind of fairy aesthetic is this? Take out your mobile phone and record it on the monitor. Mom, I want to do plastic surgery like this!Fix it now!Call it a day!

The fact that Su Qiao drew "Amei" like this shocked the sisters and sisters of the entire crew.

Who doesn't know what "A-mei" looks like? Under Su Qiao's pen, the same face has changed from an [-]-line face to a "movie face" that can only be seen in a super-first line.

This painting is superb, and its aesthetics are even more elegant and refined.

For a whole afternoon, Su Qiao was besieged tightly. It is human nature to love beauty. Who wouldn't want to have a portrait of a peerless man, waiting to beg Su Qiao to paint himself filled the entire promenade.

Su Qiao's professional art history theory involves aesthetics, and he is sensitive to the ability to capture beauty, which can be clearly seen in painting people.

Satellite coaxed and lied, and pushed away the resting elder sister and younger sister. Morris folded his arms and looked at Su Qiao with interest, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Su Qiao moved her sore wrist and rubbed her tendons, "I don't draw men."

Morris laughed, looked him up and down, "What else do you not know?"

"I'm good at playing competitive games." Su Qiao explained that he is a good player who loves to play.

Morris was full of confidence, and it was time to show his advantages, "What game do you play? I can take you."

"Glory of the King."

Sitting next to him, Morris took out his mobile phone confidently, "Come on, brother will take you to the top. I will choose Lu Ban, and you will choose Xiao Ming and follow me."

Su Qiao frowned slightly, this combination is not good, let him play a little "teacher" in cooperation, and said helplessly: "Okay."

10 minute later.

[Team] Han Xin: Lu Ban, I beg you to hang up, don't send it off, okay?

[All] Han Xin: *** Luban dead hot chicken

Morris was embarrassed, and cleared his throat, "This handle doesn't feel good, the network is stuck, and this handle will help you improve your score."

Su Qiao smiled cooperatingly, and the endless curses from his teammates in the lower right corner could be as unpleasant as they sounded, so he curled his lips and typed the next line.

[All] Ming Shiyin: A bunch of idiots!Our Han Xin said that he would kill you five times.

One sentence successfully transferred the enemy's firepower to Han Xin, and Han Xin jumped up and down in anger. Is there such a damaged person?

Seeing Han Xin's panic-stricken look, Morris couldn't laugh or cry, "You're pretty bad."

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows, did Morris misunderstand him, did the water in the swimming pool get into her brain?

"Your boyfriend is very successful now, are you still together?" Morris put down the phone.

Su Qiao nodded, then shook her head again, "It's not what you think."

Now he is pursuing He Zhijin again, and his horoscope has not been written yet.

Morris winked his eyes and threw a wink, "I'm surprised you've been together for so long."

"Accident?"

"Yes, you two are completely different."

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows, not convinced. Although He Zhijin is good, he is not bad, "You don't know him, and you don't know me either."

Morris smiled, and whistled lightly, "When you were chasing him, the classmates were betting on who would kill the other in the end."

"..."

His reputation is so bad?Su Qiao knew for the first time.

Morris turned his head and looked at him, "So, what do you like about him?"

Su Qiaopi smiled and didn't want to talk about relationship issues. In the past, he liked the seriousness of He Zhijin, which was the complete opposite of his dawdling. How interesting it is for this kind of person to fall in love.

Now, Su Qiao loves him dearly, trying to survive in the cracks of the He family who are scheming, not being loved by her own family, being alone, how pitiful...

Morris posted a Weibo with a picture of Su Qiao's painting of "Sister" and the scene in Glory of Kings where Su Qiao made Han Xin jump.

[@艺术苏乔, pay attention to my younger brother, Wen Neng’s wonderful pen is brilliant, and Wu Neng cries for his teammates. ]

Morris is a resident of the main theme movie. He is very popular with passers-by and has a huge fan base on Weibo. In addition, Su Qiao's "Winter Limited" idol period has not yet ended. Within an hour, this Weibo was in the top five most searched.

[Luban from 0-10 made me laugh so hard, Su Qiao suffered so much, he has such a good temper. ]

[Su Qiao draws beautifully, with a big touch, what kind of fairy hand is this! ]

[I’m crying, my brother can climb rocks and jump national standards, he can draw well, and his dishes are beautiful and smooth. ]

The fan with the most popular comments shared a photo of visiting Reuters. Morris and Su Qiao were sitting side by side playing games. Su Qiao was concentrating on it, but Morris looked up at him with serious eyes and a delicate atmosphere.

This is a good opportunity to hype up the popularity of the new drama. Su Qiao's fans are crazy @苏乔全球投资会 forwarded it, but the support club remains silent and ignored, even Morris's superficial show of favor, implying support for Su Qiao Weibo is not retweeted or liked.

Half an hour later, the support club posted a short Weibo.

[Just friends, filming together. ]

CP fans have just emerged, and they have been poured cold water. Is this what the support club should do?

Su Qiao didn't read Weibo again after he closed Morris. These days, apart from reviewing his lines after work, he set aside an hour to study financial investment and learn solid knowledge.

Since they said that they want to shorten the distance with He Zhijin, then they will do what they say, besides the past, they still have the present to talk about.

For feelings, Su Qiao's definition is simple, if you like it, go after it, you can't give roses and gifts together like before, then think of a way, the enemy retreats and advances, the enemy runs and chases, with tenacity, he will definitely be able to Recover He Zhijin.

The underground parking lot of Wudong Company.

Cheng Huai was sitting in a white Volkswagen Golf, the co-pilot put an insulated lunch box, and worked hard to prepare the dishes for the morning, but he couldn't change the fate of being dumped into the trash can in the past.

A black Bentley was parked not far away, with a smooth and gorgeous body.

After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for the special elevator to open, and a group of people walked out. Bodyguards in suits and leather shoes cleared the way, shouting and embracing, with an imposing manner.

Cheng Huai hugged the thermos, got out of the car in a few steps, pursed his lips, and stood quietly by the roadside, not crossing the line.

He Zhijin didn't look sideways. The bodyguard opened the car door and was about to bend down to get in the car. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thermos bucket in Cheng Huai's hand from the rearview mirror. He frowned slightly. He turned around and walked over with big strides.

Cheng Huai was at a loss, tense like a string full of strings, not daring to look at his face, "Mr. He."

He Zhijin's voice was clear and cold, "I said for the last time, there is no need to stop coming."

Cheng Huai squeezed the handle of the thermos bucket tightly, lowered his eyes, knowing that it was impossible, and wanted to try, "Mr. He..."

"Do you believe in fate?"

He Zhijin looked at him clearly, "If the fate you mentioned means that I saved you, then you don't have to care about it. I would do the same to anyone."

Cheng Huai was slightly stunned, and mustered up the courage to look up, "Mr. He, I know, our status is very different. You see me as a sparrow who wants to climb high, but I am not who you imagined. I do these things from the bottom of my heart. Because I think...you need someone to accompany you."

"It's an illusion."

"How do you know it's my illusion?" Cheng Huai bit his lower lip, his eyes were fragile and stubborn, and he said softly: "I do have a special feeling for you, ever since I first met you, everything seems to be destined, I can't resist, it's fate I believe in."

He Zhijin narrowed his eyes slightly, showing displeasure, "I have a wife."

"Ah?" Cheng Huai was stunned, the blood on his face faded completely.

People who talk about love all day long are the most boring and stupid people. He Zhijin stared at him lightly, Cheng Huai's breathing was out of rhythm, and he forced a smile, "Is it to reject the reason I came up with?"

"This is the truth." He Zhijin spoke slowly and coldly.

Cheng Huai's complexion was like paper, he was hit hard and managed to gain a firm foothold.

He Zhijin turned and walked forward, Cheng Huai took a deep breath, followed a few steps, trying to maintain a steady voice, "Mr. He, what kind of person is your wife?"

He wanted to know what was wrong.

He Zhijin stopped in his tracks without looking back, and said in a cold voice, "If I had no money, an uncertain future, and only a skin, would you think we are destined?"

Cheng Huai was slightly stunned, and didn't understand what he meant. The man in front of him was tough, and he had become one of the top wealth rankings in just a few years. The political and business circles were booming, so how could he be penniless and his future uncertain?

He Zhijin didn't need his answer, the corners of his eyes were half-curved, and there was a trace of tenderness in his voice, "He will."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow will be a big fat chapter.