Song Qian was always at ease, so he stood by the entrance hall, watching Su Song dismantle the cardboard box seriously, and shook his head.

"If you don't go, I'll go."

He brought fruit when he came, which happened to be useful now. He tidied up his clothes and walked towards the next door with his bag.

Su Song didn't raise his head either.

"Sister Jiujiu."

Ye Meng sent Yu Jiu back and quickly pulled the curtains on, "Sister Jiu Jiu Jiu, you are so careful that you are being photographed secretly."

She turned her head and saw Yu Jiu half pouring on the sofa, her coat fell to one side, and a small whirlpool appeared on the round shoulder, and her two thin white legs were shaking.

"Who can take a picture of the 15th floor?"

Yu Jiu said.

"The paparazzi are rich in tools now."

Ye Meng poured another glass of water, "You may have a drone."

Hearing this, Yu Jiu laughed.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Ye Meng's little face slit: "Who is so late?"

Could it be Brother Zhou?"

Yu Jiu thought about it and said lazily: "I heard what he meant before, I probably wouldn't come here if I had nothing to do."

Ye Meng approached Maoyan and saw a man.

She quickly turned her head and trotted to Yu Jiu, "A man I don't know, damn it, it's not the kind in the news, right?"

“…”

Yu Jiu was a little nervous when she said it, "Don't scare yourself."

She walked to the door barefoot directly, not knowing each other, looked like a human being, and was carrying a bag of things.

Ye Meng whispered: "We two weak women cannot open the door.

I had collected a man's voice before, and I released it to make him retreat."

Especially when Sister Jiujiu is still a celebrity, she cannot open the door.

“…”

Yu Jiu chuckled, without objection, and let Ye Meng speak out: "Who is it? Is the doorbell ringing at night?"

Song Qian outside: "..."

The man's voice, is this famous flower the master?

Song Qian immediately stopped thinking and said politely: "My friend is newly moved here, so I'll say hello to you."

Yu Jiu said, "Sorry, it's inconvenient now."

Song Qian said: "It's okay."

He mentioned the fruit again, but Yu Jiu refused several times but failed. In the end, Ye Meng opened the door and took it.

When someone left, Ye Meng stared at the apple in the bag and said, "Did he say it's a neighbor or a neighbor? What if the apple is poisoned?"

Yu Jiu said, "So I am Snow White."

She bent her lips and patted Ye Meng on the head, "I just saw him enter the next door, what I should say is true."

At the same time, Song Qian quickly returned.

He closed the door and sighed: "Oh, it's better not to go. Not only did he not see what he looked like, but he also had a boyfriend."

A good encounter is gone.

Su Song didn't follow him to see it, but he could probably imagine what happened. The corners of his lips curled up: "It's just a matter of giving up, don't hook up with people."

“…”

Song Qian curled his lips.

He and Su Song met when they were studying abroad, but he returned to China last year. He thought Su Song would stay abroad, but he suddenly decided to return home.

"It's so boring to be with you. I'm going home."

Song Qian complained, and he sighed again: "What a pity."

"You talk so much."

Su Song said casually.

Song Qian smiled angrily. Anyway, he couldn't stand his friend's cold and indifferent personality, but he didn't find anything that could motivate the other party's emotions.

He closed the door and left.

Su Song sorted out the things and then turned on his phone. Many high school classmates sent messages on WeChat, and there were people in the class group @ him.

Li Xiaoming: [@s     Su Song, are you really returning to China?

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Wang Yuan:【Really and false?

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Because he hadn't replied before, he talked about dozens of messages in the group before changing the topic again.

【The last time I met Yujiu at the airport.

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[Mu Li, do you think I can ask for an autograph for my girlfriend?

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[You go and chat with her privately.

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[Don’t think about it, how can celebrities still use their previous WeChat?

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Su Song slid to the bottom, and finally their discussion focused on the last sentence: [She is getting more and more beautiful, and she said that she was back then]…

The rest of the words were not called out.

I don’t know if they all guessed what he was going to say, but a group of people dared not talk about this topic, so the group went silent.

Su Song's throat suddenly became a little dry.

He turned off his phone, picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, put his index finger on the wall of the glass, and slowly rubbed it.

When the Songgui video came out, Yu Jiu had been staying at home for three days.

She is in a rest period recently, and has been pushed for variety shows and interviews, so she reads the news every day and goes to bed very leisurely.

The interview video has become a hot topic.

Fans occupy the front row in the comments, but there are also passers-by.

[Yu Jiu really took the opportunity to praise herself for her beauty]…

[Hahahahahaha, the face looks the best, tell the truth.

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[Who doesn't want her face?

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[The girl is willing to eat vegetarian food for her whole life and exchange for 1/3 of her beauty.

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Yu Jiu was satisfied and forwarded Songgui’s official blog with a large number, and then quit and browsed Weibo with a small number.

Of course, she cannot log in to her own Weibo, and fans can know it, so celebrities have special accounts.

Today, Yu Jiu is going to audition.

After finishing the styling, the group headed straight to the audition site.

The agent sat in the car seriously on weekends.

Yu Jiu was still sleepy, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the rising sunlight sprinkled in from the half-open car window and fell on her smooth forehead.

It exudes a sense of holiness for no reason.

Even if he was used to seeing beauty in the entertainment industry, he couldn't help but look at her for a few more times. After a while, he raised his glasses and shouted: "Yu Jiu."

"Um?"

Yu Jiu half opened her eyes.
To be continued...