Someone once said that Xie Que is like a cold rose frozen in the Renaissance, gorgeous and romantic, his life is perfect, and he named it "Que". Only by pressing the formation of ignition can he achieve perfection.

But now, this gorgeous and romantic rose is standing in front of Riemann. The face that is increasingly shocking because of its approach makes Riemann faint!

However, opposite her, the man was extremely nervous and asked again: "What did you say just now?"

Rieman stuttered: "I, I say, Qingshu..."

Clear and subdued.

These two words seemed to turn everything in an instant, and a gorgeous light burst into the man's eyes, and his voice was so low that it was unreasonable: "Please tell me, what's her last name?"

There was a deep prayer in his eyes.

Riemann said blankly: "...ye."

As soon as she finished speaking, the person standing opposite had already taken her cell phone. The word "Qingshu" jumped on the screen of the phone. His hands were trembling slightly, waiting for the long-lost answer.

Xue Feifei sat on the table and gnawed the chicken feet. She heard Ye Qingshu's cell phone ringing constantly, and raised her voice: "Qingshu, your phone number."

Ye Qingshu said in the bathroom of the dormitory: "Look at who it is and help me pick it up."

"Oh." Xue Feifei responded and walked over, and then saw that "Aman" was displayed on her phone, so she happily answered: "Aman, how happy you are in the crew, aren't you? Tell me quickly, how long will you come back?"

The girl's lively voice came from the phone, very crisp.

The moment the phone was connected, all the emotions on Xie Que's face instantly retreated. At that moment, he became a cold and arrogant frozen rose on the stage, but the greatest loneliness and sadness lingered in it.

Xie Que handed over the phone: "Sorry."

He said, turning around and walking away.

His agent followed behind, with a deep sigh in his eyes.

Riemann stared blankly at the idol in her heart and walked away.

Xue Feifei shouted on the phone a few times but didn't answer. She couldn't help but wonder, Ye Qingshu walked out and asked, "Who?"

Xue Feifei handed over the phone: "Aman, it must be a mistake. No one listened to it after it was connected."

Ye Qingshu wiped his hands clean and took his cell phone: "Aman? What's wrong?"

Rieman picked up the phone and heard Ye Qingshu's voice. He said, "I'll come to Jiangcheng's palace tomorrow to take a picture. The weather will cool down. Please help me bring that thick down jacket, right in that cabinet, do you know?"

Ye Qingshu nodded: "I know."

Riemann said "hmm" and hung up the phone, but she realized it!

Que Palace! Xie Que! Ahhhhhhh! Not only did I smell the perfume on him! He also touched his cell phone! This cell phone! She must! Enshrine it! For generations!

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The next day, Ye Qingshu had class in the afternoon, so he took the down jacket to Riemann and rushed to the palace in Jiangcheng.

Because it was a weekday, there were not many tourists and they were big, Ye Qingshu asked all the way and searched for a long time before finding Rieman. Rieman was trembling in the cold wind. Ye Qingshu hurried forward and took out the down jacket and put it on her. Seeing her slightly red and swollen cheeks, he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Riemann pulled the corner of his mouth and said indifferently: "It's been dropped."

Ye Qingshu studied medicine. Although he learned the basics, he didn't know whether the injury was hit or fell. She didn't ask again. Everyone guarded their own small world and pretended to be peaceful in front of the people they care about. Why bother to make this heart messy?

She asked: "Have you ever been ice-filled? You have to reduce the swelling, otherwise it will be unsightly to be on camera. Such a beautiful girl cannot be suppressed by other female stars for this reason."

Rieman smiled, only to think Ye Qingshu was particularly charming, so she put her face up and said, "Come on, give me a makeup."

Qingshu went to find some ice and applied it to Rieman for a while, and it turned out that much swelling was reduced.

Ye Qingshu had just taken down the ice cubes, and the director there called Rieman to make up for the show. Ye Qingshu stood beside him and watched Rieman and the emperor who played the male lead move in the distance.

Love, hate, love, hatred, a big dream, it would be great if life was like a play.

Ye Qingshu was watching with interest. The executive director over there saw Ye Qingshu and said, "Hey, that little girl!"

Ye Qingshu turned around.

The executive director saw that Ye Qingshu was wearing a half-old dress, and put on a thin scarf and half-old sneakers in the cold weather, and waved to her: "Little girl, are you free? Help me get a box of lunch. The one who brought the boxed lunch didn't come today. I'll give you a box of lunch later."

Ye Qingshu nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Ye Qingshu went to help.

This is a big show. Today, there are more than 500 extras and various workers. There are a pile of prepared lunch boxes. It looks like that. However, the crew is conscientious and adds a chicken leg to everyone.

While Ye Qingshu was helping to get the lunch box, Rieman took the show and watched Ye Chuchu lose his temper.

She put the whole lunch box upside down on a helper: "So I have this kind of thing? Where are the lobster and sturgeon I want?"

The director had a headache and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss Ye, I'm really sorry. He's here for the first time today. I don't know the rules. Your meal will be delivered immediately."

Ye Chuchu raised her eyes and looked at him: "It's almost a little bit now! It's a little bit! I said I'm going to have a meal at half past twelve! Do you want to be a director?!"

The director is timid.

The people next to him looked even more arrogant and didn't dare to show off.

Riemann gritted his teeth beside him and wanted to step forward and spit on her.

The director was sweating, and someone ran over there to bring the meal that Ye Chuchu wanted: "Miss Ye wants fresh sturgeons, so it's a little late."

The director put the packaged things in front of Ye Chuchu with both hands: "Miss Ye, here we are."

Ye Chuchu got angry, picked up the box, threw it at the crowd: "I won't eat it anymore!"

No one dared to speak out.

This young lady is really a good person.

The packaging box rolled around the ground a few times, spread out, and the lobsters were turned out and stained with a little dust.

Ye Qingshu walked out from behind the crowd, placed the lunch box in his hand next to it, then bent down, picked up the spilled things bit by bit and put them into the box.

Then, she walked over with the box.

Riemann was afraid that Qing Shu would cause trouble, so he hurried forward.

This young lady couldn't offend her.

Ye Chuchu saw someone coming with a box from the corner of her eyes and sneered: "Get out! I am a lady today..."

She turned her head and looked at Ye Qingshu.

In an instant, the arrogant girl seemed to have seen a ghost, her face turned pale and then a layer of fear surged.

Ye Qingshu looked at her with a slightly cold look.

She gently placed the box in front of her, very light, but she was so scared that Ye Chuchu seemed to be about to jump up, but she didn't dare to move.
Chapter completed!