After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Jing Jianbai never thought that the practice room could be so noisy.

The sound of the piano stopped.

"Please be quiet." Jing Jianbai looked at Feng Duo.

He felt that it was very impolite to warn the other party like this, but Feng Duo didn't seem to have such a consciousness, and he didn't take Jing Jianbai's words seriously at all.

Feng Duo pursed his lips in disdain, "Are you warning me?"

He didn't seem to see Jing Jianbai's hint of getting angry, and walked to his side.

"A person like you—" Feng Duo looked him up and down, "what qualifications do you have to say about me?"

Even if it is said that Jing Jianbai is better than him on the Internet, Feng Duo still looks down on Jing Jianbai in his heart.

It's not that he didn't miss the first primary election. At that time, except for the transition, he was able to do it himself.

After all, Feng Duo didn't think there was anything outstanding about Jing Jianbai.

"You!" Jing Jianbai got up.

Feng Duo was not intimidated by his blow, but instead took the initiative to move forward.

Feng Duo smiled, "You want to do something to me?"

"Don't talk about medical expenses, you can't afford to pay for my outfit if it gets dirty."

His eyes were full of contempt, he stood there and let Jing Jianbai stare.

"Rather than talking about me, it would be better to worry about yourself more." Jing Jianbai shot back.

He couldn't say anything more rude, so he could only speak honestly as he thought in his heart.

But Feng Duo didn't like to hear such words.

The two people collided with each other in the air, and the teacher also went to eat. At this moment, the two people became hostile to each other again.

When Qiu Ze came over, he happened to see such a scene.

He stood at the door of the practice room, watching the undercurrent between Feng Duo and Jing Jianbai, and was quite satisfied with such a scene in his heart.

The more hostile they are, the better, and that will be more beneficial to themselves.

Seeing the tense atmosphere of the confrontation between the two in the practice room, Qiu Ze didn't go in either.

How embarrassing to go in and disturb the two of them.

He quickly conceived a plan for the future in his mind, thinking about going to find Jiang Yang again, asking him to help him, he is a contestant who is not easy to do things, but the judges are different.

There is less than a week left in the competition, it is best that Feng Duo and Jing Jianbai have not dealt with each other all the time, and when the time comes to improvise, it will be a breeze for these two people to be eliminated.

Qiu Ze smiled and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Jiang Yang, intending to make an appointment to meet him in private.

Thinking that his two strong opponents could be eliminated in one fell swoop, Qiu Ze felt that he couldn't be in a better mood at the moment.

Even if Jing Jianbai was favored by Murong Qiao, even if Feng Duo himself was rich and powerful, so what?

If something goes wrong, if you can't be on the stage, you will only be a loser.

As soon as Chen Chenghan went upstairs, he saw Qiu Ze standing at the door of the practice room, laughing so hard that his scalp went numb.

That smile was obviously friendly and gentle, but Chen Chenghan's intuition shied away and frantically alarmed in his mind.

Fortunately, Qiu Ze didn't stand there for too long, he answered the call with his mobile phone and left, which made Chen Chenghan heave a sigh of relief.

He was already hungry, so it was more important to have dinner with Jing Jianbai.

...

It has been two days since the primary election of "Shining" was broadcast, and the popularity on the Internet is still high.

Murong Qiao nodded in satisfaction after reading the report Jiang Chi sent.

"By the way, pay more attention to the other three companies recently." She did not forget to order.

Although it has long been expected that during the competition, the company will start to attract players and so on, but Xu Zhuo's reminder made Murong Qiao also start to pay attention to this aspect.

Whether it's Chuannan Company, or Du's and ROE's competition, as long as it doesn't involve the player he likes, Murong Qiao doesn't care how they fight.

"Also—" Murong Qiao remembered the cooperation he had snatched from Du Guoqing before. "What's going on at Slience?"

"Everything is going on as usual, and An Nuo's side has already vacated the schedule." Xian Yu replied.

I had previously agreed with He Mao on the quarterly endorsement of Silence, and the preparatory stage has also ended in the past few days.

After Murong Qiao proposed An Nuo as the artist candidate, the other party was also very satisfied with An Nuo after verification and investigation, so the two parties negotiated the process harmoniously in terms of cooperation and so on.

"Okay, you can follow up on this matter at any time, and tell me as soon as there is any situation."

Murong Qiao was relieved.

If the cooperation with the other party goes well this time, there will be no shortage of endorsement cooperation with other brands in the future.

After Jiang Chi reported his recent work, Murong Qiao started to deal with the work at hand as usual.

This processing fascinated her, and when she raised her head again, it was the alarm clock of the mobile phone that attracted her attention.

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The phone vibrated at the time set by the alarm clock.

Without even thinking about it, Murong Qiao stretched out his hand to scratch it out, and by the way, glanced at the time.

"Before I knew it, it was past six o'clock..."

She sat on the chair, stretched her body slowly, moved her already stiff joints, and felt as if she could hear the crisp sound of bones stretching when she moved.

It's time to get off work too.

Murong Qiao thought to himself, got up and glanced outside.

At this time, the sky was already dim and dark, and the sun could no longer be seen among the shadows of high-rise buildings.

What was even more eye-catching was the lights that lit up in the building. Star-like lights intersected in Murong Qiao's field of vision.

She sent Jiang Chi a message to get home from get off work, so she casually picked up her coat, wrapped it up, and left the office to go downstairs.

Autumn days seem to be a lot colder at night.

As soon as Murong Qiao walked out of the building, she felt the cold wind blowing towards her face. It seemed that it was following her exposed neck and getting into her body bit by bit. The kind that didn't let go of even the cracks in the bones made her feel a little nervous. cringe.

"Sister! Let's buy a bunch of flowers!" A little girl suddenly appeared next to her.

Murong Qiao looked at her because of the voice, and looked twice more because of the fiery red in her hands.

She is a very cute little girl, about six or seven years old, her jet-black hair is tied up on top of her head, and there are two small twitches on the left and right, making people always have to look twice, because of the cold weather, her cheeks are also swollen. Slightly pink, very soft-hearted child.

Murong Qiao didn't mind supporting the child, so he squatted down and kept eye level with the little girl.

"How much is a bouquet?" She asked softly.

The little girl happily replied, "I originally wanted to sell it for twenty, but you are the most beautiful sister I have ever met, so I decided to sell you for fifteen!"

The little girl looked at Murong Qiao with bright eyes, and her tone was very frank and funny, which made Murong Qiao laugh out loud.

She stretched out and tapped the tip of the little girl's nose, "For the sake of your praise, I want a bunch."

"Okay!" The little girl was even happier.

The two bouquets of roses were immediately stuffed into Murong Qiao's hands by the little girl. The roses were delicate and beautiful, and the packaging was also very beautiful.

Murong Qiao didn't want to take advantage of the little girl, so in the end he gave her 20 yuan, and watched the other party bouncing around to find the next "client".

Just turning around, she almost ran into someone.

"Feel sorry--"

Murong Qiao subconsciously made a sound, but her keen sense of smell recognized the person in front of her first.

The familiar Leng Xiang seemed to settle down more and more in the cold night, and the moment he turned around, he wiped and entangled with the other party's extended hand.

A low chuckle sounded, and Murong Qiao raised his head reflexively, and then he met the deep eyes that focused on her alone.

"Why are you so careless?"