Chapter 21: Yin Yang Yang Yang
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I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish
- Qi Jing Nan Qu
- 1896 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:38:42
Chi Song: "..."
Wow, there are melons.
But when the voice was turned on, Chi Song was dumbfounded.
That voice was just over a minute, and there were still some noises around, but the voices of both sides were still very clear, and the male voice was Bai Shaoding.
Why is Chi Song so sure?
Because the other protagonist in the recording is the French girl who photographed Chi Song.
After Chi Song froze for a few seconds, he finally reacted.
...In their studio, they actually squatted the paparazzi dressed as staff.
In the recording, Bai Shaoding took the initiative and said, "Beauty, will you shoot me?"
The French girl said in slightly blunt Chinese: "Hello, the work of Chi and I has not been completed. My partner will help you complete the shooting."
Bai Shaoding said: "He's boring, still hello, I'm happy to see you."
The girl was a little impatient, and when she heard the voice, she took a few steps back: "OK, OK, please don't come again."
Bai Shaoding said: "Don't all of you foreigners have a good time? How about it? About the appointment?"
The girl directly spoke the next sentence in French and turned around and left.
Although Chi Song does not speak more than three sentences of French, he has been immersed in the language environment for a long time, and he can understand one or two sentences of curse.
If he heard correctly, the French girl greeted Bai Shaoding's parents and questioned his size directly.
Recently, not all Xiaosheng Xiaohua fans have been tearing each other out on a small scale, or a continuous stream of new dramas has been launched. This is the one that is blowing up. When everyone is feeling boring, suddenly there is a big news, and the people who eat melons have naturally focused their attention. come.
A little while later, on the hot search list, the "Hai" label followed by "Bai Shaoding's Cannon Voice" was replaced by the fuchsia "burst" word.
Before Bai Shaoding's aggressiveness, he also offended a lot of media and colleagues. He took the opportunity to black him and fell into the rock. Why not do it?
The comments below blasted the pan, there were unbelievers, decisively de-powdered, and some questioned the authenticity of the recording.
Chi Song entered his Weibo with a trumpet.
Sure enough, one of his recent Weibo posts has already been occupied by Bai Shaoding's fans and the big party that is not too much to watch.
"Song Song, are you the "Chi" in the recording? Didn't you shoot "Stylish" with him? Bai Shaoding really made an appointment? Excited to beg for me!"
"Seeking truth!"
"I beg you, Chi Song, you must know something? Stand up and say a fair word for my family, OK? [Beep cry] [Beep cry] [Beep cry]"
"Chi Song, have you honestly said it was the hot search black you bought from my house? Are you afraid he is blocking your way? You are so mean!"
Chi Song’s Weibo comment became a live show platform, so he quitted Weibo after turning over two symbols.
Zhou Yaming also called: "Chi Song? What's going on?"
After telling Zhou Yaming the matter in this way, she pondered for a moment and said, "You haven't registered your own size yet? ... No, just don't talk, don't reply to any private message or comment, PR The ministry is following up and will take action at the appropriate time."
Chi Song: "Ah?"
...The public relations department?
This matter doesn't have much to do with him. Besides being a background board in the dialogue between two people, he is a passerby.
But he responded obediently, hung up the phone, and continued to brush comments under the news.
Whoever thought that it was just a phone call, the wind in the comment area suddenly changed.
"It must be the woman who seduce Bai Shaoding!"
"Foreign women are open, is Ding Ding wrong?"
"I'm a passerby, not pink or black, but this recording is scratching, who knows if it has been edited? I stand in Bai Shaoding, I can't let the network sprayer destroy such an excellent original singer."
"Ten thousand steps back, even if it's true, isn't it a normal choice in the current era? Can you eat your rice? Daqing is not dead yet?"
Chi Song: "..."
…Control evaluation is really fast.
Control is one of the common methods of public relations. When the stars are out of the news, some fans will take the wind under the news and put the praise, support, and whitewashed speech to the top, giving the real melon-eating crowd a kind of The illusion of "very popular support".
But this kind of humiliation, which obviously derogates the woman and tramples the dignity of the woman into the mud, is indeed too accommodating.
This melon eats Chi Song a little nausea.
Chi Song was in a better mood until he returned home and saw Song Shuai shaking his head.
Song Zhihuai wore an apron and brought a richly flavored corn ribs soup to the table. He raised his eyes and saw Chi Song carrying the key. He naturally said, "Come back? Wash your hands and eat."
The fragrance of rice leads Chi Song back to the earth.
He stepped forward and tiptoed to kiss Song Zhihuai.
Song Zhihuai was also unambiguous, with arms around him, holding Chi Song's waist, holding him to a level position with himself, and kissing him face to face for a while.
Chi Song’s palm was lightly pressed against Song Zhihuai’s arm muscles, and the tight muscle lines felt particularly good. He endured for a long time, but he still couldn’t control it and pinched several.
Song Zhihuai was squeezed by Chi Song, holding him and laughing out loud: "Don't move, itchy."
That being said, he still hugged Chi Song, not letting his feet touch the ground.
Chi Song blushed a little: "Let me come down."
Although there are no other people in the room, there is still a handsome Song, with his head tilted to see the greasy and crooked Western scene of the two.
Song Zhihuai said: "Please me."
Chi Song struggled twice and was honest: "I beg you."
Chi Song's pitiful little eyes quickly saw Song Zhihuai's heart, and when he put the person on the ground, his eyebrows did not consciously bring a smile, holding Chi Song's face, it seemed to look: "Why so good? "
Chi Song said: "I'm afraid it will flash to your waist."
Song Zhihuai: "..."
Chi Songyu said with a long heart: "You are not young anymore, Zhihuai, it's all thirty, you have to take it easy."
Song Zhihuai: "..."
After Chi Song Ding's instructions, he was ready to wash his hands. Whoever wanted to take a step, Song Zhihuai tightened his waist from the back with an arm, and the other hand pressed his hair aggressively, snoring hard.
Feeling the scorching body temperature close to him, Chi Song suddenly dared not move.
He pressed Chi Song's ear and whispered: "You wait for me at night."
Chi Song was aggrieved: "I, I am very tired. What are you doing?"
Song Zhihuai bit his forehead with force, "I want to talk to you about a tens of billions of business."
After he finished speaking, he spread Chi Song and pushed his back: "Go, wash your hands and eat."
Chi Song lowered his head and took two steps forward, just as if he had made up the boss's determination, and turned around.
He said very quietly: "Now talk, okay."
Song Zhihuai was startled.
Chi Song raised his eyes, the water was red with a face, but in his eyes it seemed that there was a star shining, and a soft word from Wu Nong was terrible: "...No way."
......This is not to blame Chi Song, whoever let Chi Song eat Song Zhihuai's domineering set.
Song Zhihuai said nothing, and stepped forward, carrying Chi Song on his shoulders, striding meteor into the room, and throwing Chi Song onto the bed.
Yes, the daughter-in-law has spoken, why not.
Besides, Song Zhihuai couldn't stand himself without eating meat for a week.
Chi Song pushed Song Zhihuai's shoulder while panting: "You took off your glasses."
Song Zhihuai said: "If you don't pick it, I can't see your face clearly if you pick it."
As he said, he picked up Chi Song's clothes.
Song Zhihuai frowned: "Chi Song, what is on your back?"
Chi Song lay on his side on the bed and said, "I took pictures of magazines today. Be careful. If the bed fades, it won't be easy to wash."
Song Zhihuai took a serious look at the poem and read in English: "My dear, I hope we are a pair of white birds on the tip of the wave; the meteor has not yet died, we are tired of its shining.... Ye Ci's "White Bird" "?"
Chi Song was surprised: "You also read Ye Ci?"
Song Zhihuai said: "Read."
Chi Song was shocked. He remembered that Song Zhihuai was a professional in business administration. He also said that he knew nothing about liberal arts.
Song Zhihuai saw Chi Song's thoughts and squeezed his nose gently, saying, "I took it from your bookshelf. Do you like him very much?"
Chi Song: "...how do you know?"
Song Zhihuai said: "You have turned the poems and dramas the most, and all of them are burred. I have opportunistically read them from these books and want to find common topics with you."
Chi Song stopped talking and reached out to embrace Song Zhihuai's shoulder and kissed him heavily.
He didn't care about Song Zhihuai wearing glasses.
Outside the house, Song Shuai listened to the faint sound in the bedroom, shook his head, jumped onto the table, and secretly drank several ribs soup.
In order to prove his "walking", Song Zhihuai made a real effort this time.
When Chi Song went to the ground, his legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.
Song Zhihuai carried the man into the house on one shoulder, and then carried it out on one shoulder again, holding the half-cold pork rib soup to heat up.
Chi Song leaned on his back, drinking soup in a small sip, and went to gossip with Song Zhihuai about the incident of Bai Shaoding now on Weibo.
Song Zhihuai also knew this: "I saw it. I can't live by doing evil."
Chi Song couldn't help thinking about gossip: "To Huai, who is behind Bai Shaoding?"
Song Zhihuai said his personal name, and Chi Song was surprised: "Ah??"
In front of him, the image of the wealthy 50-year-old female president emerged. Chi Song had also seen her in a charity event some time ago.
Song Zhihuai said: "She likes Bai Shaoding quite, but she has a cleansing habit."
In just one sentence, Chi Song can imagine Bai Shaoding's future situation and what he looks like now.
Chi Song was a little soft-hearted.
While he was in a daze, Song Zhihuai gave him a glance and said, "Chi Song, you are ready. It is possible that the "Stylish" issue will have a skylight. If Bai Shaoding doesn't work, you must top it."
Chi Song was holding a spoon and was chewing corn like a little hamster. He could not help but look up: "Ah?"
...Isn't the cover signed this time? How is it possible to make a temporary substitution?
Even if Bai Shaoding's gold master is angry, if he doesn't hold him in the future, wouldn't he be so obvious?
Song Zhihuai watched his cheek gang move, it was very interesting, he simply reached out and squeezed his cheek: "Don't you know?"
Chi Song: "...what?"
Song Zhihuai said: "That French female photographer, she has a boyfriend."
Chi Song nodded: "I know, he also attended a school with me, which is my senior."
Song Zhihuai asked with a smile: "Do you know that he is now the chief photographer and art director of Stylish?"
Chi Song: "..."