"! I had slippery hands. ”

"Tsk, how can Mr. Qi prove that I am not slippery?"

She was speechless!

In this battle of words, she was completely defeated!

Xiao Chen drove away in his somewhat deformed car that had been hit in the back.

Qi Qian, who had nowhere to vent her anger, couldn't drive her car, and then went back and drove a car from the garage to the filming building.

Qi Qian felt strange, he usually came to the photography studio to shoot, not to mention that everyone would come over to say hello enthusiastically, but it was indispensable to meet enthusiastically and small fans to come over to sign autographs.

Why did everyone look at her with an indescribable expression today, she paused and had a bad guess in her heart: "Little assistant." ”

Fang Yuanyuan put his hands on his stomach: "Sister, you say." ”

"Go and help me ask what's going on, could it be that I've been replaced when it's time for filming?" So everyone's expressions that are difficult to tell are still full of a look of watching a good show.

The little assistant came back soon, and there were already two people standing beside Qi Qian at that time, one was the editor-in-chief of Tianxiang magazine, and the other was an internationally renowned photographer.

Tian Xiang's editor-in-chief is Xie Yicai, a woman over thirty years old, with red lips and big waves, very temperamental, wearing a professional black suit, the outfit of a successful strong woman.

She smiled and talked to Qi Qian, "Why do you keep yawning, you didn't sleep well last night?" ”

Qi Qian nodded honestly: "Well, I didn't sleep well." ”

Xie Yicai: "You shouldn't have had any activity yesterday." ”

"It's inactive, but I played the game late last night, and I just woke up not long after."

When Xie Yicai heard this, his eyes widened a little in surprise, sighed, and shook his head: "Wang Jing didn't split you?" ”

Qi Qian said: "I think she shouldn't be available." ”

Xie Yicai smiled and said, "You go to the lounge to rest for a while, and I'll make you a cup of tea." ”

Lounge.

The little assistant told Qi Qian what he heard: "Sister, what they are talking about may be ...... You'll meet acquaintances when you're shooting later. ”

Qi Qian: "Oh, acquaintance, that's okay, I'll rest for a while." ”

Holding his chest and leaning on the back of the sofa, he slept peacefully, one arm naturally hung down on the side eaves of the sofa, and his five fingers were slightly bent and almost touched the ground.

His lips pursed slightly, obviously asleep, and the lounge was quiet, except for the sound of the air conditioner.

Everything was so natural and beautiful.

However, suddenly, the door of the lounge was gently turned, and a person walked in, and then a light paper ball smashed on Qi Qian's face.

The eyelashes fluttered twice like a butterfly, and before the butterfly could spread its wings and fly high, it rested its wings and lay quietly.

Another light paper ball smashed on Qi Qian's face, and now her movement was a little bigger, her brows frowned, and her originally steady breathing was also messed up.

The perseverance of the people who smashed the paper balls is bound to wake up the people who are sleeping peacefully.

It's good, if one paper ball doesn't work, I'll have two, and if two can't work, I'll have four or five.

Finally, these chaotic and continuous paper balls completely woke up the girl sleeping on the sofa, and she opened her eyes irritably, and the moment she opened her eyes, another paper ball flew towards her in front of her, and Qi Qian waved her hand to knock it off.

Finally, I saw the culprit who threw the paper ball at her, a man sitting on a chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, one hand on his tie, impatiently pulling around, and the other hand on the paper, ready to go.