In the car, Qi Tingyu boasted of a collector's version of an exclusive good song, melodiously after the broadcast.

Yu Yanzheng lowered his arm against the window, sat up straight, and squinted his peach blossom eyes: "I want to see her." ”

Qi Tianyu and Jing Qi were startled.

Qi Tianyu hurriedly put away the sitting posture of the second ancestor, took down the mobile phone from the dashboard, and asked directly: "Who wants to see whom?" ”

Yu Yanzheng's eyes looked at Qi Qianyu, and there was a sense of nobility all over him: "The person who sings this song, I want to see her." ”

Qi Tianyu was stunned for a moment by his beautiful face, and laughed at the noble Sven Jing Zha a few times: "Jing Zha, am I a little behind my ears." ”

Jing Qi said lightly: "A little, this is the theme song of "Prosperous", but it is not sung by your cousin Qi Shuyao, this voice is lighter and more pleasant." ”

Qi Tianyu grabbed the back of the passenger seat, and wanted to kick Jing Qi's cold snort: "You two have great skills, you can check it yourself." ”

Yu Yanzheng's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a little impatient.

Jing Qi looked at Qi Tianyu from him.

Qi Tianyu leaned in to the co-pilot, looked at the roof mirror, curled his tongue against the root of his teeth and said: "This is the voice of Ni Mocheng's sister, I heard that Shuyao was finally coming when she was practicing songs, and she didn't let anyone send it to anyone." ”

Qi Shuyao is one year older than Qi Tingyu, and when she comes down in the Qi family, Qi Tingyu should be called the second sister, but he is used to calling her name.

The demon Yu Yanzheng glanced at Qi Tianyu, obviously a little disappointed.

Jing Qi glanced at Qi Qianyu in the rearview mirror: "In other words, the original singer of "Zeng Xi" is not Qi Shuyao, but Ni Yao." ”

Qi Tianyu pressed the tip of his tongue against the root of his teeth, and looked at Jing Qi in the rearview mirror and mocked: "Mr. Jing also knows Ni Yao." ”

"Ni Mocheng has had an autistic sister since she was a child, Ni Ruizhi and Yao Wanshi love her very much, so they named her with their surnames." Jing Qi said as he turned to look at Yu Yanzheng.

Yu Yanzheng squinted coldly, then leaned on the edge of the window with his elbow, leaned casually, and was silent in thought.

Jing Qi tilted his head to look at him: "Are you thinking too much?" ”

Yu Yanzheng turned to look out the window and said, "When did she suffer from autism?" ”

Qi Tianyu looked at his cold and handsome side face from the rearview mirror, sat up straight and said: "I know, listen to Shuyao, Ni Yao was diagnosed with autism at the age of three, and was sent abroad for treatment for six years, and has been treated since returning to China, and now it seems to be much better, with a great talent for lyrics, he is a flawed little genius, and he just turned 20 years old this year." ”

"Do you still want to see you?" Jing Qi looked at the demonic and handsome Yu Yanzheng.

Qi Tianyu glanced up at the rearview mirror and felt that it was better not to look at it.

Yu Yanzheng turned to look out the window and said gloomily: "Replay it again." ”

Qi Tianyu picked up his mobile phone to play the music, and turned to the noble and extraordinary Jing Qi and said: "The original singer of "Zeng Xi" is not Qi Shuyao, you two have to keep it secret. ”

Jing Qi nodded.

***

Yixiang Pavilion, the box in the drunken room, although Ni Mocheng doesn't drink tonight.

Zhang Peng will not let the atmosphere be awkward.

From time to time, he used wine to enter Ni Mocheng to show his sincerity, and he also wanted to know more carefully what Ni Mocheng was dissatisfied with the drama in his hand, and he made targeted rectifications to suit his wishes.

Ni Mocheng replied a few words from time to time.

The topic has been revolving around Zhang Peng's script.

Ni Yao sat quietly and drank milk when he was full, silently waiting for Ni Mocheng to leave.

An Nian saw her put down her chopsticks, and vaguely felt that Ni Mocheng would not stay long, she wanted to enter Tianni Media, but now she has no clue, and Zhang Peng doesn't know if she will speak for her again.

For a while, seeing Ni Yao, who had snow-white skin in front of him and was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off, the more An Nian looked at it, the more difficult it was to pleasing his eyes.

Thinking that without her tonight, everything would be different.

It's just that she is Ni Mocheng's sister, and she can't touch it.

An Nian glanced at Ni Yao, who was addicted to smoking, and unconsciously took out cigarettes and lighters from the brand-name bag behind her.

Almost all the people at the table left their eyes on Ni Mocheng and Zhang Peng.

"Ugh." An Nian used a grinding wheel lighter.

Ni Yao's body trembled, a pair of beautiful crescent eyes, so dark that she couldn't see the bottom, she shook her arms and turned around, and saw the red lighter in An Nian's hand and the flames burning on it.

Ni Mocheng turned his head suddenly.

Ni Yao shook his body, hugged his waist tightly, and said with trembling all over his body: "Brother, Huo ......" his speech became inarticulate.

Ni Mocheng was uncomfortable by Ni Yao's heartache trembling all over, and stroked Ni Yao's back with his hand, and immediately glared at the panicked An Nian.

"Throw it away."