Spear Teacher

After the rules were announced, everyone dispersed on the spot.

Jiang Qiyu felt a little bloated after dinner, so she walked out of the apartment door and walked back and forth at the door to digest the food.

"Ding!"

While walking aimlessly, the phone suddenly lit up.

[Even more: Sister Qiyu, are you in the room? ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Not in. ]

[Even more: I wanted to talk to you...]

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Please let go. ]

[Even more: Didn't Director Zhang say today that we will have a one-on-one confession tomorrow. ]

......

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Then what? ]

[Even more: That is, I think Sister Qiyu, you are very good...]

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Your feeling is very correct. ]

Jiang Qiyu paused. Although he didn't understand the purpose of this guy's sudden praise, he still added politely:

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: You are also good. ]

Soon, Fang Xubai's message came again, with expectation and excitement between the lines.

[Even more: What about us? ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: We are all good! ]

[Even more:......]

After a long silence, the other side continued to pop up a message.

[Even more: Alas, I can neither chat with female guests, nor have any charm, and I don't know why I came to participate in the love variety show......]

Faced with Fang Xubai's self-destructive and broken defense speech, Jiang Qiyu nodded very seriously and replied:

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: It doesn't matter, at least your self-awareness is still correct. ]

[Even more:......]

Fang Xubai on the other side of the dialog box was almost choked to death by her words.

Thinking of what Zhou Shun said just now, he paused and decided to ignore her words directly, and then continued:

[Even more: If this goes on, I will definitely stay in the apartment to clean tomorrow. ]

[Even more: What should I do, Sister Qiyu? ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Make a grand show? ]

[Even more: [Crying] Not only on the show, I feel that if I continue like this, will I never find a girlfriend in this life? [Crying][Crying]]

Seeing him so sad and sorrowful, Jiang Qiyu was a little impatient, but still looked at the crooked paper folded stars and persuaded him kindly.

[Whoever is poked with a spear will die: Don't think so, you are so young and a popular idol, there must be many people who want to be your girlfriend. ]

Seeing this situation, Fang Xubai immediately hit the snake with the stick.

[Even more: Sister Qiyu, if it were you, would you be willing? 】

【Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die:...】

【Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: I'm here to comfort you, so don't repay kindness with hatred, OK? 】

After replying this sentence, she immediately put her phone in her pocket without thinking too much, patted her stomach that had already digested the food, and turned back to the apartment.

Jiang Qiyu was too lazy to think too much about the one-on-one confession that Director Zhang said tomorrow.

Concert, spring cleaning.

To be honest, she didn't like either of them very much, so she just let it go and let it go.

When passing by the kitchen, Jiang Qiyu hesitated for a moment, but turned around and went in to heat herself a cup of boiling milk.

Carefully holding the handle of the mug, she got on the elevator.

When she reached the top floor, she was blowing the steaming hot milk while walking towards the room, but by chance, she bumped into a figure rushing around at the corner of the corridor!

"Ah!"

"I'm C!"

Instantly, two exclamations rang out.

Seeing that the cup of boiling hot milk was about to be knocked over and spilled on the two people, Jiang Qiyu's hand flipped slightly in a flash.

"Wow——"

The milk was all spilled on the ground, and the mug collided with the ground with a "bang" and broke into pieces.

Although she reacted in time, some milk inevitably spilled on her bare arms, and a burning pain came.

"Ah!"

"???"

Before Jiang Qiyu had time to cry out in pain, the culprit who knocked her over was the first to cry out.

She looked down at the large red mark gradually appearing on her forearm, and looked at Jiang Mian, who was holding the back of his hand with a painful expression, with a confused face.

She shook her burning arm, and couldn't help but twitching her mouth slightly:

"Sister, are you born in the Year of the Pig?"

The talent skill is Pig Rush, right?

The two sisters of the Jiang family are really good at it. One trips the horse and the other rushes forward. Why are they still participating in a love variety show?

Just go to the military channel and be a hot female soldier!

And Jiang Mian kept his head down and said nothing in the face of her bad questioning.

"Tsk."Jiang Qiyu rolled her eyes and was about to bend down to pick up the broken pieces of the cup on the ground, but was interrupted by a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

She looked up in the direction of the voice.

This time, wow.

Is this really something she can see without paying?

Qi Yu strode towards the two of them. At this time, he was only wearing a bathrobe. Although his collar was not open much, his smooth muscles could still be vaguely seen.

His hair, which was usually carefully groomed, was all wet, and water was constantly dripping from the strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead.

His sword-like eyebrows were tightly locked, and there was a storm in his eyes. He took three or two steps with his long legs and came to the two of them.

After seeing the milk and the broken pieces of the cup spilled on the ground, her eyes, which were not gentle to begin with, became sharper:

"What's going on?"

"Ah...ah?!"

Jiang Qiyu forced herself to move her eyes away from the middle of her collar, pointed to the cup on the ground and said:

"I brought a cup of hot milk up, who knew..."

But before she finished her words, Jiang Mian, who was silent with her head down, suddenly spoke:

"It's me, I didn't look at the road, don't care about Qiyu..."

As she said that, she bit her lips and slowly raised her eyes, looking at the man with a helpless face and slightly red eyes:

"It's my fault, I'll call someone to clean it up right away - hiss..."

Then, she took away her hand that was covering the back of her hand, revealing her fair skin that was scalded by milk.

"..."

This series of actions made Jiang Qiyu amazed.

It should be said that every action of this sister is carefully designed.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked up and looked around. There was no live camera in the corridor.

Actors are actors, and they can act at this time.

While she was thinking about this and that, she suddenly felt someone gently holding her wrist.

"Hey (↗)"

She came back to her senses and found that Qi Yu pulled up her burned arm without saying a word. His handsome eyebrows were undisguised:

"Others don't have eyes, so why don't you pay attention?"

"I..."

Jiang Qiyu was about to open her mouth to argue, but was interrupted by the old actor:

"Qiyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, but just now I and Brother Yu..."

She glanced at Qi Yu and didn't finish her words. After a pause, she continued to Jiang Qiyu:

" I was walking too hastily, are you okay? "

Faced with her self-blame and concern, Jiang Qiyu slowly shook her head, pulled her wrist back from Qi Yu's hand, and said to her with a double meaning:

"I'm fine, are you okay?"

"No... I'm fine..."

Qi Yu on the side was not as reserved as her. He stood aside with his arms folded and glanced at Jiang Mian coldly, with a bad tone:

"If you have nothing to do, just eat some Lychee Plum in your room. You run to the top floor eight times a day. Even the elevator is tired if you are not tired."