Spear Teacher

But no matter whether He Chuyang is in high school or college, Jiang Qiyu's "×" was successfully pressed.

He Chuyang, enter the waiting seat.

Although the audience expressed regret for this contestant with both singing skills and good looks.

Fortunately, Jiang Qiyu's impassioned speech just now also won her a lot of impression points, and she was not criticized.

This little episode was solved without any danger, and she didn't take it to heart.

But now she could never have imagined that this seemingly simple thing would bring so many waves.

She didn't expect that this wave came so quickly.

After a whole day of recording, even if this time was not as explosive as the audition, she was still sore and uncomfortable after interacting in the mentor seat for a day.

"Okay, cut! Today's program recording ends here. Thank you for your hard work!"

After the director announced the end of the recording, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but stretch herself. Just when she wanted to say a few polite words to the two colleagues beside her:

"Two teachers, you..."

But in a blink of an eye, she saw that the seats on the left and right were already empty.

She looked around and saw only two hurried backs at the exit passage.

"Hiss..."

Are these two people...the post-80s generation rectifying the workplace?

Seeing the spirit of the workers who didn't want to stay for a second, Jiang Qiyu was greatly encouraged and breathed a sigh of relief.

She shook her head like a ball of paste again, and then waved to Yu Xiaoyu behind her:

"Let's hurry up and leave."

Fearing that someone would stay and say some polite words if she left a little later, Jiang Qiyu dragged Yu Xiaoyu and left the studio along the wall in the chaos.

"Sister!"

But before the two of them walked out of the satellite TV building quickly, a crisp young voice came from behind them.

The two of them stiffened when they heard the words, but they quickly recovered and looked at each other and decided instantly -

Pretend not to hear.

Just when they wanted to run away before someone caught up with them, the smiling He Chuyang seemed to see through their thoughts and quickly caught up with them.

"Sister, what a coincidence."

"......"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Jiang Qiyu almost wanted to roll her eyes in front of him.

Brother, you've almost chased us for two miles, how can it be a coincidence?

But you can't hit a smiling person. Facing the bright and clear smile of the boy, she still pretended to be confused and smiled awkwardly:

"Ahaha, I didn't see you just now, He...Chuyang."

The boy didn't expose her, but smiled widely and stood in front of Jiang Qiyu:

"Sister finally remembered my name."

"......"

After seeing it so many times, if she didn't remember my name, she would be a complete brain palsy.

Jiang Qiyu complained in her heart, and then she couldn't help but frowned slightly. She felt uncomfortable listening to him calling her sister.

So she put on a perfunctory smile before the boy explained his intentions:

"Contestant He Chuyang, I think it's better for you to call me something else."

Just as she was about to introduce him to some other names like "teacher", "mentor", or at least "Jiang Jie" or "Yu Jie".

The phone in her bag suddenly rang again.

Jiang Qiyu lowered her eyes and looked at the caller ID on the phone that Yu Xiaoyu handed over.

Without time to think about why this scene seemed familiar, she took the phone and raised her hand to He Chuyang to indicate that she had something else to do and would leave first.

Then she pretended to walk past him in a hurry and answered the phone in a busy manner.

But she walked too fast, and Yu Xiaoyu, who was following behind her, didn't notice that she took out something important from her bag when she took out her phone...

——

When Jiang Qiyu answered the phone, Qi Yu's voice rang in her ears:

"The program is finished, let's have dinner together tonight?"

Hearing this, she frowned slightly and said in a puzzled tone:

"Didn't you go back to City A for a meeting yesterday?"

"It's over,"

The man on the other end of the phone had a slightly hoarse voice, but his tone was very relaxed:

"But I always feel that I performed well yesterday, and it's worth having dinner together..."

Qi Yu paused, and then Jiang Qiyu saw the arrogant white Panamera at the door of the satellite TV building.

And the tall and long-legged man leaning casually next to the car.

He held the phone to his ear with one hand, looked over at me, and smiled:

"What do you think?"

"What?"

"Let's have dinner together."

"Well..."

She hesitated, but still took the phone and moved closer to Qi Yu.

After a pause of only two seconds, two voices from the same person came into her ears at the same time with a faint smile:"I'll treat you."

"......"

Walking slowly in front of the man and standing still, Jiang Qiyu put down her phone and waved to him with a smile.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this: "Don't you want to?"

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu shook his head, saying briskly:

"Waving your hand is not a refusal, it means that the young master doesn't need to say more."

"......"

For a while, he was speechless, shook his head and laughed and scolded:

"You are so talkative."

After saying that, he opened the car door for her with his backhand very familiarly.

——

Although she agreed to have dinner with Qi Yu, Jiang Qiyu still got on the nanny car first.

She took off her makeup in the car, changed into a simple casual suit, and put on a hat and mask.

She gave Yu Xiaoyu and the driver a night off, letting them go for a stroll, and then she sat in Qi Yu's Panamera with ease.

Jiang Qiyu didn't want to eat Japanese and Western food, so Qi Yu took her to a private Chinese restaurant.

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After eating and drinking, it was still early, so Jiang Qiyu suggested that they go to sing K.

But Qi Yu, who had seen her deadly singing, of course shook his head firmly and refused, and took her to a bowling sports hall under Qi's company.

Jiang Qiyu learned quickly.

She could accurately avoid the pins every time, creating a good score of 28 balls and 0 points.

But she was not inferior at all. In her words, sports competitions are about participation.

She can't be divided into B, and her main point is participation.

After the two had dinner and exercised for a while, Qi Yu drove her back to the hotel where she was staying.

"We're here."

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Qi Yu held the steering wheel with one hand and turned to look at the person who was bending down to unfasten the seat belt, with a smile on his lips:

"Would you like me to sit up?"

"Click."

The seat belt popped open, Jiang Qiyu pulled the mask that was put back on her face to her chin, grinned at him, and blurted out in Shandong dialect:

"I don't think this is necessary, right?"

After saying that, she pulled the mask back on and waved at him with narrowed eyes.

Just as she was about to turn around to open the car door, she felt her collar tightened suddenly-

Turning around, she saw that the hat of her sportswear was lightly pinched in someone's hand.

Qi Yu smiled and raised his chin to her:

"Where is your room card?"

"Isn't the room card in my bag--eh?"

She lowered her head and looked around the empty body, "Where is my bag?"