Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Inside the bar.

Qin Xiuchen is discussing business with a foreigner.

"Happy cooperation." The two owed the agreement, and the foreigners spoke in a less proficient z-text, and came to sincere.

Qin Xiuchen also got up, extended his right hand, and smiled slightly, "Happy cooperation."

The foreigner also asked him to continue playing, and Qin Xiuchen directly refused.

He still has to film tomorrow.

"Let's go." He straightened the collar of the white shirt, and his figure was slender and straight, and he was extremely handsome. Under the dim light of the bar, the whole person seemed to be incompatible with this flashy look.

Xu Yu skillfully helped him to block the 23rd woman who came to talk tonight.

When the two were about to go out.

There was a sudden disturbance in the rear.

More than a dozen black bodyguards took out their weapons and dispatched them among the crowd, and a gunshot could be heard faintly.

Zhou, a few gangs are working, it is normal.

Several people spoke in the common language of the continent: "Catch her! Don't let her run!"

The exit has been surrounded by four men in black with weapons.

Crowd riots, deafening sound, accompanied by screams, and calm and continued to dance.

Xu Yu frowned, "Qing Yingdi, let's go quickly."

Qin Xiuchen nodded and continued to walk towards the exit, just raising his foot.

His eyes touched a familiar back, his eyes stopped.

He Chen stuffed the things she got in her chest. She didn’t come to this nightclub once, but this time she had a headache. There were a lot of Milo’s men. She didn’t have Qin Ran’s dozens. , But Milo is not a vegetarian, she is afraid that it will affect the filming of the film and television city.

This fake name may not work in the future...

She was in the crowd, and when she was thinking about countermeasures, her wrist was suddenly imprisoned by a force.

All around are messy people.

He Chen had to throw one shoulder over the other with his backhand. When he turned his head, it was Qin Xiuchen.

Qin Xiuchen dressed her and didn't speak. The people around them were very messy. She just threw the black coat on her other hand to her without saying: "Come out with me."

He Chen also had no time to think about why Qin Xiuchen could recognize her, only Qin Xiuchen, hesitating slightly.

"Relax." Qin Xiuchen took a step forward and calmly said.

After all, the uncle of Ten Lone Wolf, He Chen felt that he would not do something that he was not sure about.

"Wait for me thirty seconds."

Xu Yu squeezed in from the front, "Qin Yingdi, you..."

Just when Qin Xiuchen grabbed the wrist of a gorgeous female goblin, did Qin Yingdi like this one?

Before Xu Yu thought about it, he took a piece of paper at the gorgeous girl, wiped off the gorgeous lipstick on her lips, and took a box of powder from her pocket and patted it on her face.

He turned the sleeve of the black shirt upside down again, and dragged the thin thread, and the black shirt instantly became loose.

She put Qin Yingdi's coat loose and loose on her body. The charming glasses stared at Xu Yu. "Lend me glasses?"

Xu Yuqiu contributed his own glasses for myopia.

After she put it on, she narrowed her eyes and adjusted herself to the glasses. The whole person's momentum changed instantly from a gorgeous dancer to a college student next door, and she followed timidly behind Qin Yingdi.

Xu Yu held her, and suddenly felt that she was very familiar.

Three people walked to the exit.

Several black men stopped straight, their eyes fell on He Chen.

He Chen bowed his head, pretending to be afraid, but the hand shrunk in his jacket was in a precautionary posture.

The man in black, headed, hadn't spoken yet. Behind him, a bear-backed man came out and twisted his eyebrows, "Let them go."

Qin Xiuchen put one hand in his pocket, the whole person was still clear, his eyes fell on the speaker, his head slightly bowed, gentle and polite: "Thank you."

After the three had left, the black man asked the man, "Boss, how to let them go, the woman's figure is a bit like the waiter just now."

"Shut up," Milo said to the man in black, his eyes widening. "Just now, the man is the boss behind this bar."

The man in black suddenly dare not speak.

No strength, no one dared to open a bar in Zhouzhou, this bar has risen in the past two years, and no force dared to randomize here.

**

The next day.

Li Yushan was sent by He Chen to run the news.

While she was making a bright and uplifting impression in the crew, she observed the reactions of Qin Xiuchen and Xu Yu, but neither of them responded.

She yawned.

"Sister He, are you sleepy?" Xu Yu changed his pair of glasses today. "This is Emperor Qin Ying's wicker chair. You are going to be sleepy. You can lie down and squint for a while. My niece likes to lie on it when shooting variety shows before. ."

No matter how old Qin Ran’s friends are, Xu Yu and Qin Yingdi are automatically shorter.

Xu Yu looks like an old mother.

He Chen was ashamed, but he still put down the director's Mazar.

"Sister He, do you have an enemy in the crew?" Emperor Qin Ying was filming, and Xu Yu was sitting beside He Chen and talking to He Chen.

He Chen narrowed his eyes, "Shouldn't it?"

Her enemies are either dead or dead.

"Oh." Xu Yu thoughtfully and stopped talking.

He Chen took a nap.

The atmosphere of the shooting scene changed a little bit. Qu Zixiao came in from the door. He took his mobile phone, his eyes stopped for He Chen, and said to the other end of the phone: "Yes, she's... Mom, she fell asleep, Ok, I know."

Mrs. Qu was on the other side of the phone.

Qu Zixiao put down her phone and went in the direction of He Chen.

"Mr. Qu, Mrs. Shao seems to be very familiar with Emperor Qin Ying......" By the side, secretly Xu Yu returned He Chenduan tea and poured water, could not help lowering his voice.

Qu Zixiao could not help squinting, he was also strange, how did He Chen know Lin Dao and Qin Xiuchen?

**

He Chen didn't sleep for long, and was caught by Lin Dao again, giving guidance to the photographer assistant yesterday.

The green bars around Lin Dao's temples were all up, and He Chen rallied, "You go to rest first, don't be mad, what kind of madness is so old at this age, leave it to me here."

She motioned to the staff to take Lin Dao to the lounge.

She frowned at the flat-headed business yesterday, so she lowered her voice. "The main photographer will arrive the day after tomorrow. There is no way to deal with emergencies."

He Chen nodded, did not speak, and continued to help plan.

Yesterday the photographer assistant lowered his head and said nothing, only He Chen gave an obscure glance.

"Everyone take a break, Qu always bought watermelon for everyone." Not far away, the staff shouted.

Mr. Qu's face, no one refused, most of them stopped working.

Lu Junke took a piece of watermelon and asked the photographer assistant and the photography team beside him to make a puzzled opening, "Are you all right? Have you encountered any difficulties in your work? You can tell President Qu that President Qu is very good, sister, Right?"

Those who can be in this photography team are somewhat capable, especially photographer assistants, who have just graduated from a major in photography and have been accepted as apprentices by famous teachers.

There are rumors about He Chen in the crew. He is ranked in the top two majors in China, and naturally he can't afford He Chen, an influential professional.

At the moment, if there is Lu Junke, the assistant of the photographer has also recollected it yesterday. Lu Junke Song Qingqing and Qu Zixiao have a close relationship, and they came to her specifically.

Thinking of this, the assistant of the photographer said directly to Qu Zixiao: "Mr. Qu, if Lin Dao wants me to shoot, he will say it. He said that I was wrong, but let a pheasant professional bastard point me, what does it mean... …"

Everyone in the crew knows who this shit refers to.

There were rumors last night.

After listening, the crew of the crew looked at each other, and there were a few voices discussing the relationship between He Chen and Lin Dao.

You know, Dao Lin’s age is more than enough for He Chen’s father...

Qu Zixiao raised his eyebrows. He naturally knew that He Chen had nothing to do with Lin Dao, but now, he didn't know how to speak. He found that he knew almost nothing about He Chen.

It's a little difficult right now.

Qu Zixiao Xiang He Chen, the other party is talking to Song Yu.

At the same time, the person who Fulin guided to rest turned back, he was the staff who sat at the door and waited for He Chen yesterday.

As soon as I came over to get the watermelon, I heard the pedestrian assistant assistant talking.

The staff took a bite of the watermelon silently and glanced at the person who was discussing, "You... don't even count on Sister He's finished product, but just discussing, didn't you think about the past s big school forum?"

"What?" Lu Junke froze.

Song Qingqing also looked up for the first time.

Someone has directly turned to the domestic browser to search the s big forum, "I go! The homepage actually has her! The top ten outstanding students of the s big school. It was still a 0-year liberal arts champion?!! Crushed the second place 30th ............In that year, I continuously rejected the invitations of Beijing University and A University and filled in the photography department of s? ??? I received the big ffr in the first year of admission and was rejected, and was invited again in the second year?

Beijing University a big say, the top three in the world, you also refused?

devil?!

Digression

**

He Chen: Who has no glorious history?

good night