The little girl was a little frightened by her question, and looked at her in a daze, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses.

"Little sister, don't you know my Luo Luo?"

Qin Qing couldn't answer.

She doesn't remember.

I don't remember if Qin Luo called He Luo, and I don't remember how they recognized each other, and even in the book, in fact, she and Qin Luo were not close, until he was retaliated by Shao Zhiyong for killing Qin Ke for her, and was hidden by the snow, attacked by black fans, and framed by the company, and finally jumped from a building with dozens of floors, and fell into a blur of flesh and blood.

She went to sort out his belongings, only to find that the younger brother she had always thought was unreliable and useless had always loved her very much......

"No wonder."

The little girl didn't mean to reproach her, just nodded in disappointment.

"But the young lady has a good eye, my Luo Luo should indeed be very famous, but it's a pity that he was injured, and after the injury is healed, no one will pay attention to him." She took out a photo from her notebook and handed it to Qin Qing.

"Little sister, you look so similar to my family Luo Luo, and I think he will be famous, I am very happy, this photo of Luo Luo will be given to you!"

Qin Qing took it.

The photo is taken of Qin Luo's side face, a fair-skinned and masculine boy, just like her, with a little tiger tooth, a little ruffian and a little handsome when he laughs, with the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he was born with a charming color, he is the younger brother in her memory!

"He sings and dances very well, and he also participated in a variety show that competes in acting, and the mentors like him very much, but during the rehearsal of the semi-finals, he fell off Weiya, and I heard that he had a big operation, and then I don't know why, I rarely see him......"

Seeing Qin Qing staring at the photo, the little girl probably thought that she also liked her idol very much, and said in a rambling voice.

"Also, I don't know if he's going to show up today, but I've heard that he seems to be ...... with butylene."

"Butene! Butene! Butene! ”

The shouts of the fans suddenly overshadowed the little girl's voice, Qin Qing raised his head, and saw that the little girl suddenly picked up her bag and rushed towards the crowd.

She was stunned, pulled Qiao Qiao, and rushed towards the crowd.

There are too many fans, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, Qin Qing is small and wears a cheongsam, so he can't squeeze in at all.

Seeing this, Qiao Qiao looked around, and happened to see the telescopic ladder left by the maintenance workers, so he immediately moved over and motioned for Qin Qing to climb up.

She wore a cheongsam, but she didn't hesitate, climbed up in twos and threes, and looked inside through the crowd.

There were already a few black-clothed bodyguards coming out of the pick-up gate, followed by a boy who was also wearing black, wearing a hat and sunglasses, he was very tall, he only looked at the lower half of his face, he looked good, but Qin Qing knew that it was not Qin Luo, her family Qin Luo, but he was much more temperamental than this kid!

But this kid is butylene, fans squeezed over, some shouted brother, some shouted husband, and they were very enthusiastic.

Qin Qing only stared at the crowd behind this kid, he was followed by a few young people, all of them walked hurriedly with their heads down, and passed over one by one, Qin Qing was stunned that he didn't see Qin Luo.

Didn't you get on the same plane?

Or, the little girl's information is wrong?

Just thinking about it, a voice came from below: "Auntie, please let me go." ”

Qin Qing lowered her head and saw the boy who had already walked over standing under her ladder, looking up at her with a slightly feminine face, expressionless.

Let?

Qin Qing lowered his head to confirm that he was not in the way, and then looked again, and found that under the foot of the ladder, I don't know when, there was actually a piece of pink paper pressed?

The boy was staring at this piece of paper.

"Yours?" She asked.

"Sort of." The boy's voice was reluctant.

"Wait." Qin Qing was wearing high heels and cheongsam, and it was easy to go up the ladder, but it was a little difficult to come down.

wanted Qiao Qiao to help her, but she couldn't find a figure, so she had to be cautious, moving down little by little, and she was about to move to the ground, when suddenly her high heels were crooked, and her whole body threw herself on the ground.

There was no time to scream, poof, and landed on a certain soft body.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt, she let out a long breath, got up slowly, brushed her hair, and saw a face in front of her.

The butylene hat was lost, the sunglasses were crooked, the nose was deeply scratched by the sunglasses, and the already feminine face was gloomy at the moment.

"Ah, aunt!" He squeezed two words out between his teeth, his expression contorted.

Qin Qing never thought that he would actually knock down a small piece of fresh meat and fall into someone's arms, if it weren't for the butylene support, the two of them would be stacked together at this moment!

She hurriedly got up, brushing her hair and awkwardly stepping back.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I'm so ...... I really didn't mean to! This is actually not about butylene, but about the fans around him who are staring at her.

Looking at the faces of the female fans who couldn't kill her, she was extremely convinced that she was still an unlucky ghost!

"Chemistry...... Oh no, butene, butene kids, I'm really sorry......" she pulled out a business card and handed it over, bowing sincerely.

"This is my business card, if there is anything after that, you can call me, children, don't worry, I will be responsible for it to the end!" After speaking, Qin Qing took advantage of the fact that the fans had not yet 'attacked her', and ran away.

"Little, little friend!" Butene stared at the business card, and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, this aunt was too much of an aunt!

Qin Qingrao took a few laps, and finally couldn't see the fans of butene, so he called Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao had just squeezed out of the fandom, and said with some regret: "Sister Qing, I don't seem to see He Luo!" ”

"I didn't see it......"

Maybe it really didn't come!

Qin Qing sighed: "It's okay, I see that Mrs. Hart's plane has also arrived, so let's get ready to pick it up!" ”

After that, she can go to Huasheng Film and Television to find out, if Qin Luo is not famous at this time, she should still be waiting for filming in Huasheng!

Qin Qing took out the photo, looked at his brother's side face again, and left quickly.

She didn't notice that when the fans of butylene gradually dispersed, a few young boys came out of the exit.

One of them, the tallest and the best-looking, had no expression on his face, and even his eyes were blank, and he seemed to not hear at all, and he bowed his head and walked forward indifferently.

The Harts were very unhappy when they heard that the clay pot had been destroyed, but Qin Qing's follow-up treatment made her very satisfied.

The Azande people are quite far from the Chinese of the same period in terms of pottery making and even coloring, and even the pottery and porcelain produced in the Chinese national kiln are several times more exquisite than it, so to be able to see a national first-class restorer personally restore this work of art is already more valuable to Mrs. Hart than the pottery itself.

What's more, Qin Qing also prepared a cheongsam of her favorite color for her, and Mrs. Hart was already so happy that she couldn't express it, hugging Qin Qing, it took a long time to say a word with red eyes.

"Miss Qin, you are really the most sincere person I have ever met, I am so happy to know you!"