He Chen is in 129, and her temper is good, but it doesn't mean that she has no temper.

Hearing this, he only spoke, "Yes, I am ashamed of you, but I didn't ask you to give birth to me." ”

There seemed to be a pause before he said incredulously, "What did you say? You tell me again?!"

He Chen put the beer can aside and pressed her abdomen with one hand, because the movement was too big, she pulled the wound, and cold sweat gradually broke out on her forehead.

Blood had passed through the gauze and had reached the white T-shirt.

"I said, if you don't publish a newspaper, we will dissolve the father-daughter relationship. The look on her face remained unchanged, and she spoke calmly.

Then, regardless of the voice on the other end of the phone, she hung up the phone directly.

Only the sound of a variety show was left in the room.

He Chen was still leaning on the sofa chair, and her overly cold white fingers continued to pick up the beer, and before she could take a sip, she heard the doorbell outside the door.

She hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the door, and the waiter should not be so discerning.

The doorbell rang twice and then vanished.

He Chen didn't care, she continued to lean on the sofa and watch TV.

Two minutes into the United States, a huge dialog box suddenly popped up on the computer monitor where the variety show was playing.

It directly occupies two-thirds of the area of the computer screen.

The dialog box is written in black on a white background.

The two block letters occupy almost the entire dialog box -

【Go open the door.】 】

Concise.

Except for Qin Ran, no one else can do it.

He Chen glanced at these two words, his hand paused, and then he got up with a headache and went to open the door.

She originally thought that it would be Cheng Shui's people outside.

When I opened the door, I didn't feel burdened at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Qin Xiuchen wearing a mask and leaning against the door frame.

He was holding his head down, his fingers pressed to his phone, presumably talking to someone.

The lights in the corridor of the hotel were not very obvious, and the first thing He Chen saw was a silhouette, which would be like a star.

He Chen was in a trance for a second, and then reacted, "Emperor Qin?"

"Ranran, let me help you bring some things, are you okay?" Qin Xiuchen stood outside the door, as he spoke, he reached out and ripped off his mask, and saw the blood stains on the outside of her T-shirt, and his delicate eyebrows frowned worriedly.

Qin Xiuchen is a big star, and there are people in M Continent who recognize him right now.

He Chen turned directly sideways and let Qin Xiuchen come in first, "It's okay, Ran Ran asked you to come over?"

Qin Xiuchen was originally preparing to give the medicine to He Chen at the door, and told her to leave after the medicine, but he didn't plan to go in.

He has always been self-disciplined in this regard.

When filming outside, I never go into a women's room without a camera.

He stood at the door and paused, He Chen was his niece's friend, and then looking at He Chen's excessively pale face, Qin Xiuchen thought about it and went in.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the smell of alcohol that was not too strong.

He raised his eyes and saw that He Chen's room was not tidy, with a row of beers on the table and a mess.

There was also a variety show playing on the computer.

Above, Qin Lingzheng unlocked a Luban lock, and the others looked at him expressionlessly.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy, do you want to drink something?" He Chen walked to the Xiaoice box and found that in addition to wine or wine, he could barely see the mineral water squeezed by the wine at the end.

"No," Qin Xiuchen shook his head slightly, put the plastic bag in his hand on the table, lowered his head slightly as he spoke, and looked at her sideways: "Ran Ran said that you don't want to go out, so let me take the medicine, can you deal with the wound yourself?"

He didn't ask much, and he didn't say anything about the wine.

He Chen paused, "It's okay, it's troublesome." ”

Her wound was in the abdomen, and there was nothing wrong with doing it herself.

When Qin Xiuchen heard this, he bowed his head slightly, his eyes with some indescribable tenderness, "Ranran, she is worried about you." ”

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been allowed to come and see it for himself.

He Chen looked at Qin Xiuchen, she knew that Qin Yingdi was indeed in the rumors, keeping a distance from any woman, and he was so gentle to her at this time, but it was because of Qin Ran.

He Chen took it and went to the interior of the room to treat the wound.

Qin Xiuchen didn't know what situation He Chen was in, and he wouldn't say anything to her with good remarks for her, but he couldn't help but sigh lightly as he looked at the decadent environment around him.

After He Chen finished treating his wounds, when he came out again, Qin Xiuchen had already quietly left.

The beer cans she had placed on the table were gone, and only three cans of beer remained, neatly placed on them.

The smell of wine in the air also dispersed a lot, and Qin Xiuchen opened half of the window.

Only the sound of a variety show was left in the hall.

Cousin Jingwen laughed exaggeratedly, and the atmosphere of the show was very lively.

He Chen leaned against the door frame of the bedroom, but he didn't feel a trace of the lively atmosphere.

After a long time, when she walked to the couch again, the doorbell rang again.

He Chen's mind seemed to explode instantly.

She walked over to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door, it was still Qin Xiuchen, the mask he was wearing this time was not torn off, only looking at his eyebrows that seemed to be bent, he could be seen smiling, and he handed the bag with the lunch box in his hand to He Chen.

"There is a street next door is a Chinese town, the boss has good craftsmanship, this is fish fillet porridge, I will ask Brother Chen to give you the contact information over there later." ”

Because it was too late, Qin Xiuchen answered the phone and left.

He Chen stood at the door, listening to Qin Xiuchen's voice talking to the person on the other side of the phone, she knew that the other party should be Qin Ran.

She smiled, and finally sighed again.

He Chen closed the door.

Make it to the table, watch TV, and open the lid to eat porridge.

Not far away, the phone rang again.

This time, He Chen didn't turn a blind eye anymore, but glanced at it, it was her assistant.

She holds the spoon in one hand and picks it up in the other. ”

"I've already taken care of the last bit of your photograph and printed it out, but ......," the assistant paused, "Are you sure you can exhibit it?"

The other party is Qin Xiuchen.

He Chen took another bite, and when she heard this, she thought about it before remembering it, "Don't worry." ”

He Chen has never dropped the chain, and the assistant nodded, "Okay, then I'll send it to the curators of the Global Building right away." ”

On the other end of the phone, the assistant hung up the phone, and the staff around him asked excitedly, "How is it?"

The assistant clenched his fists, "Agreed, I'll go find them first." ”

The staff finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on a stool on the side, and muttered, "This time it's really lively." ”

**

Beijing, the headquarters of the Global Building.

This is the first time that the world's top photography exhibition has been held in China, which is not only an exhibition, but also a symbol of stepping into the world-class stage.

The trouble is significant, and each of the works in it is a shocking work of carefully selected photography masters.

Before it officially began, countless reporters followed suit.

The reviewers of the team are all master-level figures, and only one reviewer is from Huaguo.

He sat in the office, and couldn't help pressing his forehead, he had a headache, "All the domestic photographers have been wiped out, and the highest one has only gotten five passes." ”

To be able to send the exhibits here, you have to pass at least half of the curators' passes.

When other high-level officials heard this, they were also silent.

As the host, Hua Guo did not have a single painting to enter the exhibition, and I am afraid that this matter will become the talk of major media.

The domestic impact is not good either.

You can't just put a random piece of work in.

The photography exhibition of the Universal Building is the first milestone in China, and the selected works are selected from all over the world, and the gods fight, even if the curators give face to the host, and put a random work in, then a bad one will become a public execution scene.

Hua Guo, the reviewer, is having a headache.

Someone knocked on the door outside, "Mr. Zhou, a new work has been sent." ”

"New works?" The reviewer looked at the senior level, and they were almost at the end of the review, and there were new works, "Who's?"

“HE。 The staff member held a packaged piece in his hand and spoke.

HE？

A few years ago, the genius photographer who was sharp at the United States Photography Exhibition became one of the top ten landscape photographers with three landscape pictures.

Unfortunately, after that time, she hid for several years, and several international photography exhibitions failed to invite her.

This time, the general planner of the Universal Building also invited HE, but he did not hope that she would come.

Unexpectedly, a few days after the final delivery, she actually appeared.

"Does she have a new work?" the reviewer stood up excitedly, "what's this time?"

Other high-level officials also gathered around.

"HE" is very famous in the photography world, especially her three sky-high landscape photographs, which are still beautiful in the circle.

are all people in the circle, so they are naturally curious about what amazing works she brought this time.

The staff member holding the work carefully put the picture on the table and said, "I heard from the delivery person, this time it's a figure picture." ”

Character diagrams?

The hearts of the senior management and the auditors who were originally enthusiastic and excited, because of the words of the staff, fell again.

Everyone knows that "HE" is a landscape photographer.

The scenery is in the scenery, the portrait is in the people, and the art industry is specialized.

A top landscape photographer will certainly not be too bad at taking portraits, but the portraits she takes are certainly not as good as her landscape pictures -

Now what they want is not "not bad", but a work that can be sent to an exhibition and can fight with a group of immortals.

The reviewer sighed regretfully, and he retracted his gaze: "Why did you send a character work over?" ”

The staff has taken scissors to cut the packed cartons.

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Good night