Chapter 484 Cat-eared teenage idol vs. the talent show’s favorite little salted fish 35

He slowly let go of his hand: "I didn't expect you to be capable."

Shen Qingzhuo, he also deserves seven points of respect.

"I will personally confirm this matter. If the song you mentioned is wrong and you lie to me, I believe you don't want to know what will happen."

There was a hint of sinisterness in Director Zhang's eyes, half of his face was exposed under the lights of the hotel, greedy and ugly, making people's hair stand on end.

Yuan Qian pursed her lips tightly.

The other party untied her.

She covered the hatred in her eyes, not wanting to stay for a second longer, and hurried out.

"etc."

The person behind her stopped her.

Yuan Qian's steps were slightly stiff.

Director Zhang slowly lit a cigarette, and the smoke drowned his expression.

"I'm currently filming a TV series. The heroine is one of the top three best-selling actresses in the world. She is paired with a top idol. It's not a loss."

Yuan Qian understood what he meant.

He actually wanted her to convince Shen Qingzhuo to star in his TV series himself!

Director Zhang is a dirty person in private, but it is undeniable that he plays a decisive role in the director circle. In the past few years, two TV series have become hits. Now "The Order" is a machinist IP production, and the choice of the male lead is still unclear.

Not settled yet.

There was hidden anger in Yuan Qian's heart.

Why is he so shameless?!

It has been two years since Shen Qingzhuo debuted, and he has not been involved in any film and television works. With the huge traffic of the young man, the film and television debut, and the title of female director, the traffic of "The Order" will no longer be lacking.

"I will tell him." Yuan Qian gritted her teeth and said something in a low voice, walked out, breathed in the late night air, and finally came back to life.

What to do next?

Once Director Zhang discovers that she has nothing to do with Shen Qingzhuo, the lie will be exposed.

Yuan Qian didn't dare to think about what would happen to her when the time came.

After all, she is not popular enough or good enough. If she had a life experience like Jiang Li'an, how could Director Zhang dare to treat her like this?

Shen Qingzhuo...

I can only ask him for help.

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Film and television base.

The training room was huge and empty. There was only one person leaning on the chair, with his head raised and the information covered on his face. His long legs were propped on the ground. His ankles were boney, as if he was asleep. He was so angry that people didn't dare to come close.

.

The breeze lifts the edge of the white document paper, and the sharp chin outline is faintly revealed as the paper flips. The line extends to the protruding sexy Adam's apple, and finally disappears into the collar of the shirt. It is plated with a light gold in the sun, and the temperament is somewhat depressed and tired.

lazy.

Extraordinarily quiet.

The trainees looked at each other in confusion, and no one dared to come forward to speak for fear of waking up others.

Everyone in the fan circle knows that this ancestor’s energy when he wakes up is not ordinary!

All the viewers who watched the idol boy group audition of "Limited Heartbeat" back then had the privilege of seeing the boy being dragged out of bed with a gloomy face at three or four o'clock in the morning!

It's a pity that such a misty look, sleepy eyes, messy broken hair and loose training clothes, with half of the collarbone exposed, cold white skin, a cold face hugging the quilt with an impatient look, have not been seen since the show officially ended.

Didn't see it either.

Regardless of whether it's her misty sapphire eyes when she's half asleep, or the beautiful starry sea she reveals, when she's not awake, she looks flirtatious to everyone, her anger is also flirtatious, and she's cold but alluring.

Still wearing a messy hair, biting the toothbrush on her thin lips, lazily leaning towards the bathroom, closing her eyes and starting to wash up.

Or maybe it’s the young man who has been practicing in the training room until two o’clock in the morning and controls everything on the stage. That fleeting glance, the faint smile on his thin lips, the sweat rolling down his collarbone, the earring on his left ear.

The reflected light, in just four months, is the white moonlight of countless fans, and it is the moon that is treasured in my heart.

It is the supreme, the only moon in this world.

The moon should be on the altar, surrounded by stars, pursued by the moonlight, and will never fall. All those who try to get close are just fishing for the moon in the water.

Therefore, the eternal rule for all fans is——

No one can pick the moon!

any.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Jiang Li'an had just returned to the dormitory to catch up on her sleep. She slept soundly and felt much better. She walked over slowly. Others motioned for her to lower her voice. She felt confused. When she raised her eyes, she saw the figure on the chair.

The smile gradually disappeared.

"Li Li, do you call me Xia Zhuo Shen?" someone asked tentatively.

"Hey." Jiang Li'an didn't care as much as others. Her world was only divided into what she liked and what she didn't like. She walked up to Shen Qingzhuo and said, "You're in the wrong classroom!"

The person on the chair didn't respond and lay there lazily.

Jiang Li'an was speechless: "Get up!"

There was still no sound, and the posture was very leisurely, just like taking a nap in the back garden of one's home.

Jiang Li'an wanted to use a loudspeaker to shout, why is this person so dead when he sleeps? She used a trick: "Your mother told you to go home for dinner!!"

"..."

You don’t even wake up?

Jiang Li'an angrily took off the information covering the young man's face and placed it on the table next to him with a snap. Breeze flipped up a corner of the information and stayed on that page, which happened to be the information of the 100th trainee.

Name: Jiang Li'an.

Gender: Female.

Age:18.

The photo is an ID photo taken by Jiang Li'an when he was in school. At that time, his facial features had not yet opened up and he was a bit green, but the look he looked at the camera was as arrogant and arrogant as ever. As he got older, he did not know how to restrain himself at all.

Jiang Li'an took a look, his expression was a little strange, he wasn't so shameless that he thought it was Shen Qingzhuo who stopped at this page, but he felt uncomfortable.

What the hell.

I scolded her on the first stage before, but now I don’t scold her at her photos when I’m asleep.

Jiang Li'an closed the document, out of sight and out of mind, and shouted into his ear: "Are you always hibernating?"

The sunlight outside the window is a bit dazzling. Without the cover of pen, ink and paper, it falls unreservedly on the young man's face. It seems to be glowing, and the skin shows a cold white texture, like the sharp ice and snow that appears in summer, or the ice rose that grows in the abyss.

, itself is an existence that can only be looked up to and cannot be retained.

The long, black eyelashes seemed to be aware of the discomfort, and they trembled. They curved like butterfly wings and slowly opened their eyes.

The dazzling sunlight enters the deep blue eyes, inlaying the pupils with bright gold, like a sunrise drowning in the deep sea, mysterious and inviting to explore.

He clicked his tongue, raised his hand impatiently, and shielded his eyes. The blood vessels dormant under the skin were illuminated by the bright sunlight, making them somewhat obvious. The finger bones were slender and sexy, and the wrist bones under the white shirt were thin. His tone was gloomy and slightly aggressive.

There is still some sense of silence left.

"You're calling--" This is endless, right?

Looking at one side, his forehead hit the other person's forehead unexpectedly.

The girl's delicate brows came into her eyes, her red lips were very close together, she was squatting on the ground observing him, holding her chin with one hand, her peach blossom eyes were a little wide, her back was facing the light, and her pupils were bright.

He covered his forehead in pain, took several steps back, and murmured in disbelief: "Work-related injury, this is a work-related injury!"

Shen Qingzhuo stopped talking, swallowed it hard, and turned it around on the tip of his tongue to say another careless sentence.
Chapter completed!