MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 81

Qiu Qiu's small abacus can be played well.. As long as the black child forwards his lottery microblog, he can put them all in the net and throw them all into the blacklist, so that his microblog will not be clean forever!

When I thought that things didn't follow the development that he expected, after he sent the lottery microblog, he was actually a fan of him. ---End this beautiful, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

And those reasons that "hate" him are even more varied. I hate that you laugh too sweet, hate that you are too polite to say, hate that your dimple is too deep, hate your eyes too clear, hate that you play the piano too nice, hate your academic performance too Ok, hate your beautiful fingers and tall and straight postures...

Under the microblog, a comment was praised tens of thousands of times, replied to nearly a thousand, artificially placed.

- "Autumn and Autumn, I hate you most, don't belong to me QAQ!!"

Even Zhu Linlin came to join in the fun, and forwarded his Weibo, jokingly said, "Qiu Qiu, this child is very annoying, so young, so talented, so embarrassing."

I don't know when she pays attention to him. Zhu Linlin is a fan of millions of popular variety queens. After forwarding, Qiu Qiu’s fans have reached a new level.

But this way... Qiu Qiu can't tell who is black, who is powder.

Fans are a lot better.

Fortunately, the brains of Xintian’s brains were gone, they were degraded and ridiculed by Qiu Qiu’s fans, and there was no living space that was squeezed. They were quickly squeezed out.

It is also a mistake, and Qiu Qiu’s goal is completed.

......

The game of the 12th into the 8th was broadcast on the night. Qiu Qiu pressed the opponent and became the first player to advance. He had a long face and it was really more scenery. All the songs he sang in the national competition were original songs, the music was beautiful, the lyrics were beautiful, and the fans immediately gave him the name of “creative singer”, which he boasted.

He now sees a lot, listens a lot, understands that his songs still have a lot of insufficiency. If it is not Wang Hao’s masterpiece, I am afraid I can’t get such a good result.

The eight-in-four competition will start in a week. This is a live webcast. It is very important. According to the current momentum, there are definitely a lot of viewers watching the live broadcast. Qiu Qiu did not dare to support the big, smashed his bag, took his voice, and slammed his spirit, and went to find Mr. Gong to open a small stove.

Missing for half a month, Mr. Gong is still so temperamental, and his mouth is poisonous.

"Your vocal cords are not open! Did you use more scorpions last night?"

"Using the abdomen to make a sound is not to let you speak with your stomach!"

"The sound has a three-dimensional sense, and I have a mouth in my head!"

"Emotions, feelings! I want to hear your feelings! You are not singing KTV now!"

After a special training session throughout the morning, Qiu Qiu felt that he had been smashed off the three-layered skin and had been languid when he was eating at noon.

The king framed the brothers to see him smashed, oh, oh, poor, specially pick the chicken legs in the plate for him to eat, let him eat more meat, more strength.

Qiu Qiu poked chicken legs, especially frustrated, the small flowers on the top of the head thanked.. "I have been practicing songs for at least three hours every day for a few days. I thought I could improve a little. I didn't expect to go to Gong's passing line. ""

Wang Xiao whispered: "It’s no good to you... wrong, it has something to do with you."

"what?"

"The brothers give you a bottom, your rumored object is sweet, and it used to be a student of Lao Gong."

"...hey?" Qiu Qiu scared the chicken legs off.

"Really, I didn't know it until recently. It's just that sweetie. It used to be like this."

Qiu Qiu was shocked and didn't know what to say. He couldn't even rebut that Xintian was not his rumored girlfriend. "Wang frame brother, are you sure about this?"

"Determining, one thousand is determined." Wang Wei said, "No matter how a person's face changes, the voice will not change. When Lao Gong first saw your video of the game, he found it. Before the quarter-finals Xiaotian took a gift to find Teacher Gong. She was thrown out with a gift from her. They said a lot of words at the time. I hid it all over the place. Xiaotiantian learned under Gong’s door. For a while, but she was a wilderness, and she learned a little fur and left. Now she has a big money and wants to come back to find Teacher Gong to teach her, and Teacher Gong will certainly not agree."

Wang Hao said again: "I wanted to go to the day of your quarter-finals, but Teacher Gong said that I was not allowed to go, afraid that she would wrap me up... I didn't expect her to wrap me up, but it was wrapped around you."

It turned out to be the case... Qiu Qiu always thought that Xin Tian was pulling his own CP because the age of the two was quite "like", or that he had the power of Ener Group behind him and wanted to borrow Dongfeng. I want to save the country for the curve, from him to the teacher of the near!

Qiu Qiu felt incredible.. "But you just didn't say... She already has a rich boyfriend? Her boyfriend can allow her and other people to scan the news?"

Wang Hao disdainful grin.. "What kind of boyfriend is her! It is a gold master. You think that like you and Fu, you are in love." I don't know what Wang Hao thought of, some awkward laughter. "Master, you are really lucky. The vast majority of men in the world who have money and status do not want to give affection to the people of the lower class."

He used the word "alms", and Qiu Qiu was keenly aware of the lowness of his brother. But Wang Hao is not willing to talk deeply, Qiu Qiu can only pretend not to understand.

"Qiu Qiu, you have strong ability. You can take at least the second place in this draft. But Fu Zongji is not in the entertainment circle. After you formally step in, he may not be able to protect you. If you are known, you are with him. Together, your ages are so different that there will be a lot of rumors."

Wang Hao was always thinking about Qiu Qiu, but Qiu Qiu was a little depressed after listening.

—— Is it sinful to fall in love with a same-sex person who is older than himself and richer than himself?

It is clear that love is a matter of two people, why should it be subject to the guidance of others?

......

On the way home, Qiu Qiu received a call from Qiu Dad.

Qiu Dad asked him in a hurry on the phone. "Son, do you have a girlfriend?"

Qiu Qiutou is going to blow up.. "No, really nothing!"

How did the online rumors spread to his father's ear?

Qiu Dad asked strangely. "If you didn't make a girlfriend, who did you buy this lipstick?"

"...ah, what lipstick?"

"I just received a courier. I didn't pay attention to your name. I opened it directly. It turned out to be a set of lipsticks. What ‘real’ was written, didn’t you buy it?”

Qiu Qiu remembered this. After the advertisement was finished, in addition to the advertising reward, Wang Yao also took a set of lipstick as a "sponsorship" for him. Lipstick is too close to this thing. Qiu Qiu is not good at giving people. He left his home address and plans to give his mother a gift when he returns from Europe.

Qiu Qiu explained the ins and outs of the lipstick in a few words and made Qiu Dad take the lipstick.

"To Dad, you took a few photos of lipstick and passed it on to me. I took a good look. I want to pass it on to the sister of the advertising department, thank you for her gift."

"Well, you can rest assured that your dad is doing things."

Half an hour later, Qiu Dad sent twenty photos in one breath. Qiu Qiu’s WeChat drips on and off, and he clicks on it and almost didn’t drop the phone.

- The photo is a close-up of a middle-aged man's mouth, with different colors of lipstick on his mouth, from light pink to deep red, each color does not fall. With the man's chin on the head of the scum and rough pores, Zhang Zhang can take the town house, waiting for the evil spirits not to approach.

I am Lao Qiu.. OK? Is it clear enough?

I am Laoqiu.. I took a long time, I am afraid it is not good, huh, huh.

Autumn is autumn autumn.. especially good looking [smile]

Autumn is the fall of autumn.. If the sister of the advertising department sees it, it is estimated that I will not ask for a spokesperson. I will invite you to speak directly to the present [smile]

I am Lao Qiu.. Well, I think so too.

I am Lao Qiu. I heard that "Uncle" like me is especially popular.

I am Lao Qiu.. We have a few new editors in our publishing house. The youngest of them, the "male god", is sixty years old.

Autumn is autumn autumn.. What about the old one?

I am Laoqiu.. The old one is about two thousand years old.

Autumn is autumn autumn........

I am Lao Qiu.. Son, Dad is very open-minded, don't mind if you look for someone older than you.

I am Lao Qiu.. There is only one requirement - just be alive.

Looking at it this way, Qiu Qiu found that the age difference between him and cognac was not big. His "male god" is only forty years old.

Qiu Qiu looked at the WeChat sent by her father, and the cabinet door in my heart almost could not be pressed.

He felt that it was time to tell his parents about his relationship with Fu Ryan.

What Wang Hao said at noon today has always made Qiu Qiu feel heavy.

He and Cognac are love, not underground, Qiu Qiu does not deny Fu Ruien Qianduo, Fu Ryan does not deny Qiu Qiu young.

Qiu Qiu can not care about how strangers think about this "unequal" relationship, but he wants to get recognition from friends and family. His relationship with Fu Ryan did not take advantage of his friends, but when he faced his parents, he did not know how to speak.

...... Mr. Qiu has been waiting to pay a favor with Fu Ruien. If Mr. Qiu knows that his righteous brother has slept his son, he can’t be angry with fireworks.

The author has something to say.. Fu Ryan.. There are cars and houses, parents are dead, ex-boyfriend is dead, I am particularly suitable for the object.