Zhao Qiqi had a headache, she threw herself on the bed and touched the little white cat's soft and chubby body, but Coco "meowed" and jumped between her arms, looking like she wanted her to sleep in her arms.

This cat is so spoiled!

I used to slap her, but now I love to stick to her when I'm acquainted.

Zhao Qiqi hugged it, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

Pregnant!

Brother Sheng likes this cat the most, she can print out the photo of Coco to make a dress, well, he usually can't wear this clothes, so make pajamas!

It's innovative and practical, and it won't collide with other fans, after all, other fans haven't seen Coco Meow!

Zhao Qiqi picked up the little white cat with a serious face: "Coco, sister will help you take pictures." ”

She already has a lot of photos of Coco in her mobile phone, in order to choose the most satisfying, she not only took it in the bedroom, but also carried the cat to the living room again, the maids didn't know what she was doing, and everyone knew a truth, girls take a lot of time to take pictures.

Zhao Qiqi chose four out of hundreds of photos and opened the almighty Taobao.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are customized separately, she is such a genius!

After finishing the matter that Pan Huan had been thinking about for many days, she was about to go to the kitchen to cut some fruit to eat, when the mobile phone rang.

The caller ID is: Chen Zhimo.

God of Song!

Zhao Qiqi hadn't gone out of his way to look at the people in the mobile phone address book, and now Chen Zhimo's call surprised her very much.

The original owner actually has the phone number of this great god!

With a sense of curiosity and respect, she slashed the phone.

"Seventeen?"

"Teacher Chen." Zhao Qiqi thought of the debut show he had studied before, Chen Zhimo, as one of the mentors of the draft, everyone called him Teacher Chen, and it would definitely not be wrong to shout like this.

Chen Zhimo seemed to pause, with a hint of affection in his tone, "It's still so polite, have you been busy with work lately?" ”

It was as if he was greeting him.

Zhao Qiqi couldn't figure out the meaning of this god of songs, but he always had a sense of respect for him.

After all, Chen Zhimo's status in the Chinese music scene cannot be replaced, although she does not have the psychology of fans chasing stars for him, but when his songs are popular all over the streets, even children and the elderly will hum them!

"I'm not busy, I'm going to record the group comprehensive tomorrow, there is no arrangement in the back, does Mr. Chen have something to do with me?"

"I watched your variety show this morning, I didn't expect your acting skills to be so good, you plan to enter the showbiz?"

What is Chen Dashen asking about this?

A hint of suspicion flashed in Zhao Qiqi's eyes, and he still said with reservations: "It's just an idea." ”

"I said before that your voice is very good, and it's a pity to give up singing." He said again.

Zhao Qiqi flatly denied: "No." ”

She wants to follow the path of an actress, but she also likes singing, but she doesn't want to stay in this group anymore and sing fast food songs.

Sheng Yingdi is not a singer, but the theme song he sang for the movie can also become a classic.

No matter what industry you are in, as long as you work hard, you can reap the rewards.

"I've been working on a single recently, and I'm planning to shoot a music video, can you help if you have time?" Chen Zhimo said suddenly.

Zhao Qiqi was a little dumbfounded, "Help, help?" ”

"Well, come to shoot the MV heroine, there is a singing part to sing."

Shooting the MV and singing ......

Zhao Qiqi swallowed his saliva, a little moved, Chen Zhimo fans are all over the world, as soon as his new song is released, it will cause a lot of repercussions in the music world, and now he gave her the MV heroine and backing singer, if this olive branch is received well, it will be a qualitative leap for her career.

She wants to withdraw from the group and terminate the contract, but it is urgent to whitewash the black material of the past.