Yan Huai nodded: "This is a recent singing and dancing talent show, and the current popularity is not bad." What do you think? ”

Li Qiang licked the tip of her teeth: "I believe in your vision, Sister Yan, but ...... I've heard that the promotion quota for this kind of thing is predetermined, is it meaningful for me to make up the number of small shrimps? ”

turned to say: "The music of the world, since you have the foundation and talent, I think this draft can fight for a few vacant places." ”

Yan Huai explained to Li Qiang that now the company can spend 500,000 yuan on this draft.

This money is to help Li Qiang not be inexplicably brushed down due to some dark box operations, but there is no guarantee that she will not be kicked out due to her lack of strength.

Although 95 percent of the draft is a game of capital, another 5 percent is reserved for potential rookies.

And what Li Qiang wants to fight for is the five percent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.

What Li Qiang has to do is to make herself try to stay on the stage, a little longer, a little longer.

With nothing left of her, every minute of exposure is incomparably precious to her.

"Oh, yes!"

Li Qiang seemed to suddenly remember something, and a pair of beautiful fox eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance.

"I watched the talent show before, and the program team locked people up to record the show, and no one was allowed to enter or leave during the period, is that so?"

Yan Huai nodded subconsciously.

"It's been like this before, yes, it depends on the arrangement of the program team."

Li Qiang's tongue licked the tips of the tiger's teeth.

"Okay, I'll sign up. But I can't guarantee the ranking, and it's the first time I've done this debut. ”

Yan Huai nodded and handed a registration form to Li Qiang.

Li Qiang filled in her personal information one by one in the form.

Then he suddenly paused the tip of his nose.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huai asked strangely when he saw that Li Qiang was no longer writing.

"Well, is this once famous to be written?" Li Qiang pointed to a row of empty squares.

Yan Huai glanced at Li Qiang in surprise: "You have also changed your name?" ”

"Well, it's been changed before, and it's changed back. Do you want to write or not? ”

"Then write it, it's not important."

Then the familiar and unfamiliar name "Lovi" was written on it.

"Luo" is her mother's surname, and "Wei" is the name her mother wanted to give her when she was born.

But the older generation of the Li family didn't plan to ask her mother's opinion at all, and forcibly and arbitrarily named her "Qiang".

Li Yuanzong derailed, and Li Qiang's name was changed to "Luo Wei". Before she died, her mother asked her to change her name back, because only with the surname "Li" could she have a chance to take out her property.

Yan Huai quietly looked at Li Qiang's gloomy face, and the curiosity in his heart was suppressed.

The registration form is completed.

Before leaving, Li Qiang looked at the date of the start of the event again.

It seems to be three days after Fu Xiao's engagement banquet ended.

When the engagement banquet was over, he should let himself go.

Thinking about it this way, she still had to find a place to live in advance.

The app for renting a house in the same city was redownloaded back to her phone by Li Qiang.

Back at the apartment, Fu Xiao's absence was something Li Qiang expected.

It's only twelve o'clock at noon.

Walking to the entrance and about to take off his shoes, Li Qiang's subordinates suddenly paused.

Because she found a brand new pair of unopened cotton slippers in the shoe closet.

With a heartbeat, Li Qiang pulled the new pair of slippers and walked to the bathroom.

Really.

All the things that used to come in pairs were replaced with new ones, including that cupboard of high-end skincare products.

Li Qiang reached out and took down a can of cream, and the sealing label on it had not been removed.

Fu Xiao, that guy really listened to her request?

It turns out that the well-dressed beast occasionally does some personnel.

Suddenly in a good mood, Li Qiang hummed and slipped to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

At this time, her every move fell into the sight of the person who was slandered by her.

***

"Don't order the dishes of Wuweiju yet."

Deputy General Office.

Fu Xiao looked at the monitoring screen in the computer, and the tiredness in his eyes rarely dissipated a little.

Chen Mo hurriedly hung up the phone that had not yet been dialed, which was a little strange.

"What does Miss Li eat at noon?"

Fu Xiao watched Li Qiang wander around the kitchen for a long time, as if he didn't find what he was looking for, and a smile hooked up between his cold thin lips.

"She had a way to solve it herself, and then all the orders for the evening were canceled, and fresh meat dishes were prepared in the refrigerator."

As he spoke, Fu Xiao's fingertips stroked the corners of his lips and added:

"Buy another apron and send it over, with a fox pattern."

At half past seven in the afternoon, Fu Xiao returned home with a tired body, and the first thing that caught his eye was two white and tender feet.

Emerging from the armrests of the black leather sofa in the living room, it swayed and swayed, swinging rhythmically and seductively.

Looking beyond the couch with long legs, on the coffee table that is considered a modern work of art, there are piles of orange peels, apple cores, and half unfinished beers.

Elsewhere in the room, there are signs of being moved or used.

Fu Xiao has always had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Just like the Fu family's requirements for his life, everything must be in order, everything must be under his own control, and half a point of deviation is not allowed.

But it wasn't until the little fox dangling his feet appeared in front of him that the world suddenly became a mess.

It's not that he didn't try to put everything back in place, but suddenly, he found that the feeling of being out of control was addictive.

The more dangerous.

The more irritated.

Fu Xiao threw the briefcase in his hand to the entrance and walked to the sofa step by step.

His steps weren't deliberately lightened, but the people behind the couch weren't aware of them at all.

When I got closer, I realized that the little fox was listening to a song with a headset.

With his eyes closed, his head swaying to the beat, he looks crazy and at ease.

Li Qiang was listening to it here, and suddenly her head was empty, and the music disappeared in an instant.

When I opened my eyes, I immediately rolled my eyes to the sky.

"Give it back!"

Li Qiang stood up from the sofa with a twist.

It's rare to have a chance to look at Fu Xiao at eye level.

"Listen to what?"

Without headphones, the explosion of heavy metal rock inside was already in the air.

Fu Xiao's brows couldn't help frowning.

Li Qiang knew that Fu Xiao didn't like rock music, after all, Mrs. Fu didn't want to see her.

The lady had said to her face that rock 'n' roll was the most unfashionable and tasteless thing in all music.

What kind of people will like what kind of music.

She Li Qiang is a lowly embryo who does not enter the stream.

Taking advantage of Fu Xiao's distraction, Li Qiang snatched the headset from him.

"The music of our Riba people can't defile your noble ears."

As she spoke, Li Qiang turned off her headphones and turned her head to go back to her room.

was stopped by Fu Yuan behind him.

"There's something for you."

Li Qiang turned around in confusion, and when she saw the apron in the man's hand, her eyes almost fell off.

"What?!! Want me to cook?? ”

Li Qiang was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

"Don't you have someone here delivering food every day?"

Fu Xiao sat down on the sofa, opened the laptop, and said without raising his head: "Stopped." ”

"Why?!"

"Because it's expensive."

Li Qiang: "??? ”

I live in a high-end apartment of tens of millions, tell me how expensive the food is for hundreds of yuan?

Are you talking about human words?

Seeing Li Qiang standing still with his neck bent, Fu Xiao's eyelids lifted.

"If you don't cook...... Do you want to pay your rent in other ways? If yes, I don't mind either. ”

Seeing that Fu Xiao was about to close the computer, Li Qiang's whole body was excited.

"Wait! Wait, I'm not good at cooking! What would you like to eat? ”

The half-closed computer was turned on again, and Fu Xiao said expressionlessly: "Whatever." ”

Kitchen.

A range hood worth tens of thousands of dollars is used for the first time after the renovation of the house.

High-quality texture......

Silky experience......

Powerful performance ......

But she doesn't want to use it at all!!

The green tendons jumped around Li Qiang's head.

Also, she just reacted, what kind of bullshit is to mortgage the rent for cooking?

She was obviously forced to live here! It's not bad not to ask for money in reverse!!

In the kitchen, there is a loud clanging sound.

In the living room, the man's broad shoulders leaned on the sofa, and there was a rare warmth between his cold eyebrows.

At this moment, Li Qiang's mobile phone thrown on the sofa suddenly vibrate.

It's a WeChat call request.

Contact tips, Li Yuanzong.