"Wulin Gaiden" is quite popular.

Liu Yiqian also watched it.

She remembered clearly that Lu Xiucai and Guo Furong met because of a misunderstanding about a fortune-telling liar.

Later the two were still together.

Is it because they all choose to believe what the liar says?

of course not.

“Because it’s hard to find such dedicated liars anymore.”

Liu Yiqian wanted to revisit her old place, but the two of them had little chance to return to that set.

She wanted to relive the feeling of the two of them walking together for the first time.

This feeling is hard to explain, a bit like fear.

She obviously didn't call Chen Zhixing at the beginning, but various developments made her attribute the birth of their relationship to a prophecy made by a liar.

Every time she thought of this scene, she would roll on the bed for a while to get rid of the sweet taste in her mouth.

But every time in the end, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her initial indifference.

What would I have done if I could go back to the beginning, when that liar told me that my destination was right beside me?

She clenched her fists subconsciously, but suddenly realized that she was holding Chen Zhixing's hand.

Without letting go, she took a deep breath and held her tighter.

He slowly raised his head and looked into Chen Zhixing's eyes.

The fire clouds in the sky were filled with maroon haze, as if she were covered with a long veil. The street lights turned on at the right time, and the lights in the store lit up from the street entrance to the end of the street.

It was as if they were waiting for her nod.

Sweetness surged from my heart, like a warm current to the corner of my mouth. My feet felt soft, and the hard rocks turned into marshmallows.

Sure enough, when you are with him, all coincidences come so naturally.

It should be like this now...

"Card!"

Zhang Zifeng stepped between the two of them and said, "Please take off your mask when you kiss."

Liu Yiqian suddenly woke up from her state of being as light as drunk.

They are now at the downtown entrance. If they really take off their masks, there will probably be no other news on the headlines tomorrow.

He subconsciously let go of his hand, but unexpectedly Chen Zhixing held on tightly.

Chen Zhixing smiled and said, "Let's do it another day."

...

All three of us are very happy in this line of work.

Although she was depressed for a while because of Liu Yiqian's heartache, she couldn't put it down after receiving the ballpoint pen decorated with a bear that Chen Zhixing bought for her.

A little girl of this age is moody, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy.

Liu Yiqian was a little bit unsatisfied. After all, it was the 10s, and there were not many fortune tellers who supported their families by setting up stalls.

Not finding the fortune teller, Liu Yiqian scored 99 points this time.

Chen Zhixing is worth 1 point, and breaking Zhang Zifeng's budding dream is worth 98 points.

"So, goodbye?"

"Let's take a photo together at the end. Don't I still owe you a photo? I wasn't sober in the KTV last time, so that doesn't count."

"Okay." Chen Zhixing nodded in agreement.

That bad woman Liu Yiqian has a hateful smile on her face. It's so hateful. Don't come over here. Don't beg me!

Zhang Zifeng kept cursing in his heart, but in the eyes of that fool Chen Zhixing, Liu Yiqian seemed as pure as a white lotus.

"Sister Zifeng, can you take a photo for us?"

"Oh." Zhang Zifeng nodded aggrievedly.

"Eh?" Liu Yiqian touched her bag and said regretfully, "My phone is out of battery."

"It's okay, just use mine."

Hypocritical, Zhang Zifeng snorted in his heart.

Take your phone and walk three steps away.

Liu Yiqian grabbed one of Chen Zhixing's hands, their shoulders were close to each other, and she raised her other hand to make a gesture of kissing her fingers.

Zhang Zifeng wanted to make them look ugly in the photo, but then she thought, if they were made ugly, the two of them would have to stay together for a while.

So I mobilized the skills I learned from the photographer and finished it directly in one picture.

Turn to the front camera, take ten pictures in quick succession, and then turn to the one taken for them.

I nodded with satisfaction, but it was still not as good-looking as my selfie.

"Sister Zifeng's photography is great. You can see the beauty in her eyes at the first glance."

Liu Yiqian looked at the photo and kept praising it.

Zhang Zifeng pouted, I won't be happy if you praise me like that.

"Send me the photo."

Humph! Seeing Liu Yiqian take out her mobile phone, Zhang Zifeng was so angry that she put her hands on her hips.

This woman is so scheming. She just said that her phone was out of battery. Didn't she just want the photos to be kept here with Chen Zhixing?

How did you say that?

The best hunters often appear as prey.

"Brother, our recording starts in three hours."

"Okay, let's make an appointment next time."

After receiving the photo, Liu Yiqian did not miss it and turned around to leave in a very cool manner.

The three of them returned to their residence at two points in time, leaving no space for anyone to imagine.

...

"Because love~ will not be sad easily~"

In a happy mood, if there was no gravity, Liu Yiqian would even feel like flying into the sky.

Although his body was forcibly restrained by the earth, he still hummed the song unconsciously.

The corridor was a little dark, but as she got closer to her residence, her steps gradually slowed down.

The smile on his face subsided and turned into a cold look again.

At the door, two figures were standing quietly, waiting for her return.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Putting on a questioning look, she glanced at Zhang Xin behind Liu Xiaoli.

The other party shook his head slightly, showing a hint of helplessness.

"What have you been doing?"

"Shopping, what's wrong?"

Liu Xiaoli frowned, "Why don't you take Zhang Xin with you when you go shopping? Do you know that the paparazzi's camera may be pointed at you at any time?"

"Taking her shopping will attract more attention, right? It's the 21st century, who would bring a follower with them when they go out?"

"Who did you learn to talk glibly from?"

Liu Yiqian stuck out her tongue.

"Remember, I will interact more with Song Chengxian on the show tomorrow."

Liu Yiqian suddenly showed a sign of resistance, "Does it have to be like this? Can't we promote a movie without hype?"

Liu Xiaoli raised her eyebrows coldly, "Your next collaboration will be with Wu Huan. If you don't want to promote it with Song Chengxian, do you want to promote it with him?"

"What I mean is not to hype, it's not about anyone."

Her daughter was increasingly resisting her demands, and Liu Xiaoli was also a little powerless. She could only take a deep breath, put down her demanding attitude, and said softly: "Even if you don't want to, there is no guarantee that the other party doesn't want to. As long as this kind of thing is exposed, what will happen to the outside world?"

He can't help but treat us. And even if you ask him, can you guarantee that his fans won't hype him up?"

"But I can't even talk to him."

Liu Yiqian thought it was ridiculous. Song Chengxian couldn't speak Chinese and his English was a mess. Communication between the two of them was a problem. Why would they use it for publicity?

I asked him not to call again, and the other party replied "Nani".

Is there any need to hype this kind of neurosis?

"K-pop is the trend now."

Now Liu Yiqian didn't believe a word of Liu Xiaoli's heartfelt words, but Chen Zhixing's every unintentional word was recorded in his ears.

The rise of mainland traffic will inevitably divide the entire market share. If we don’t have enough people, how can we let outsiders make money?

The stick artist can't live without dancing for a few days.

"Besides, if you don't hype him up, can you find someone more popular?"

Liu Yiqian tilted her head.
Chapter completed!