Chapter 1059: The First Close Contact with an Idol

Hanging up the phone, Qin Ye felt a little sullen in his heart.

For a moment, she almost blurted out the phrase "someone is trying to harm you".

However, there is no evidence.

She had checked the surveillance on the side of the Dragon Court, and she could only see Jun Zhenzhen and Jun Yiyi entering the door.

What happened after entering the door, there is no way to know.

What's more, it took less than five minutes from entering the door to going out, and it would be too far-fetched to say that the incense ball hidden in the corner of the fish tank was put by them.

With two younger sisters on one side and her on the other, of course Qin Ye knew that Jun Moting would believe her.

But what if her claims don't hold water?

Feelings are for maintenance, not for consumption.

And she never does foolproof things.

The cold wind blew, only to find himself in a daze on the balcony, Qin Ye exhaled, turned around and entered the room.

All day, Qin Ye was absent-minded.

I made an appointment for dinner.

On the day he won the Golden Deer Actor, the official blog of Dark Night Studio issued a benefit saying that ten fans would be drawn to meet Qin Ye for Christmas.

The winners have already been contacted, and the tickets have been booked.

After class in the evening, Qin Ye went to the appointment as scheduled.

The meeting place was set in the conference room of Dark Night Media.

When Qin Ye arrived, ten coconuts had already arrived.

7 girls and 3 boys.

When we first met, we were a little restrained, but as soon as Xu Mengqing, the president of the official support association, came forward, and after a few minutes, everyone became acquainted.

Looking at Qin Ye again, it was not as easy to approach as on the screen, and those girls were already excited and couldn't help themselves.

There is a boy who can still keep his senses, idols are in front, and he doesn't forget to give benefits to other coconuts.

The live broadcast was started on the mobile phone, and the boy named Xu Chen broadcast the "first intimate contact with idols" online.

The live broadcast room was unprecedented.

The dinner that was originally scheduled to start at seven o'clock was brought forward to six o'clock, and after eating, Qin Ye put on a down jacket and wore a big scarf, and took the group to the International Trade Building in the city center.

On a cold and snowy night, the square in front of the International Trade Building was crowded.

Goats disguised as elks pull light sleds and circle around the square driven by Santa Claus.

The children laughed and chased Santa Claus, and the adults watched over him.

From time to time, Santa Claus throws a few candies or a few snowflakes.

Childish and childlike activities, but people laugh constantly.

In the romantic and festive atmosphere, there are boys who kneel on one knee from time to time to confess or propose, which makes the romantic atmosphere of the festival more and more intense.

And Qin Ye's mind had already drifted to the banquet hall of the Presidential Palace.

After staying until nine o'clock, Qin Ye left.

The car sped towards the presidential palace.

seemed to know that Qin Ye was coming, and at the door of the banquet hall, Jiang Shaoyan waited quietly.

Seeing Qin Ye, he looked disapproving, "Ah Ye, today is not the time to be willful. ”

After the election campaign is over, those in the banquet hall at the moment are either those public servants from the power center of China, or important figures from other countries.

Even Yu Qingzhou didn't show up, let alone the wives and families of the others.

Qin Ye's appearance was obviously inappropriate.

"I'll just look at it, and I'll walk away."

Qin Ye said with a persistent expression.

Although he already had the object of suspicion in his heart, there was no evidence, and Qin Ye looked at everyone like a suspect.

Although Jiang Honglu is impossible, what if?

At this moment, Qin Ye only believed in his eyes.

"Okay."

Jiang Shaoyan sighed helplessly, "You come with me." ”