Li Qiang humbly shushed the man on the mobile phone screen and asked for warmth.

Seeing that the other party looked indifferent, he didn't seem to be at all

e I said goodbye today.

Hi!

The co-author is narcissistic.,I'm worried that he'll be angry.。

But look at the expressionless handsome face, hehe...... Count that big head of garlic yourself?

Li Qiang pursed her lips secretly, and probably talked about her work next week.

"Master, I can't finish recording this show until next Sunday, and I'll be sleeping in my own apartment for five days. You are well recuperated and I wish you a speedy recovery. ”

Li Qiang blinked her eyes, looked at the man on the other end of the screen and was silent for a moment, and then let out a faint "um".

Immediately, Li Qiang's video call was hung up by Fu Xiao.

The one that hangs is called a neat one, and there is no sound of greeting.

It's really ruthless.

Li Qiang scratched her face and secretly slandered.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Xiao called Chen Mo.

"What did the doctor say, when exactly are you free to move?"

Chen Mo stood at the door and looked at Fu Xiao nervously.

"Master, the doctor recommends that you take care of your ...... more"

Before the words fell, the man's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Chen Mo shuddered excitedly, and then changed his words: "Doctor...... The doctor says that your body is no longer inflamed, the wound is healing, and you can get out of bed and walk around. But...... If you exercise too vigorously, you have to wait at least a week! ”

One week?

It happened to be the time when the filming of Li Qiang's program ended.

Fu Xiao's eyes were deep and dark.

He still remembers the "humiliation" he received under Li Qiang that night.

"Hah...... Hello!! ”

Li Qiang curled up in the slightly unfamiliar bedroom and rolled up her small quilt vigorously.

! Why do you suddenly feel cold and cold all over your body?

Did someone beat her up behind her back?

Next.

Half past nine in the morning.

In the starry studio, a pair of long legs wrapped in leather boots swayed carelessly.

On top of the long legs, the slender waist is full of grips.

Thick, seaweed-like curls hang languidly on the soft chest.

The red lips are delicate, the phoenix eyes are affectionate, and the thin eyebrows of Dai Qing are unrestrained.

The beauty is stunning, and the beauty is extremely aggressive.

This person just sits like this, which is no different from the master's rich and colorful beauty paintings.

Of course, if you can ignore the sound of snoring milk tea at the moment, everything is quite perfect.

Li Qiang crossed Erlang's legs and smuttered a cup of matcha mochi that was very hot at the moment, and the sound of sucking made Yan Huai's head burst into flames.

"Have you remembered what I just told you?"

There was a muffled thud, and the documents rolled into a paper tube fell on top of Li Qiang's head.

Li Qiang hissed and glanced at Yan Huai with a sad look in his eyes.

"Remembered, remembered. Isn't it just to show my talent in opera in front of the camera, I know. ”

Seeing that Li Qiang waved his hand indifferently, Yan Huai's hand was pinched around his waist.

"You know the! What did I tell you when you were on vacation last week? Well?? ”

Yan Huai walked around Li Qiang, and he was angry.

"I said it all, now you take advantage of the popularity of the 'new sound generation', hurry up and go to Weibo to operate and maintain the heat. You're good, you just disappeared for me for a week!! ”

The corners of Li Qiang's mouth twitched.

She...... She had really forgotten about it.

But it's not her fault, she won't do the job of Weibo business.

Other artists take a vacation, either having afternoon tea in a five-star hotel or vacationing on the seaside.

What about her?

Engage in house fights during the day, and be a cow and a horse at night.

What is there to do in this bleak life?

Do you want a vlog of serving the lord?

Li Qiang looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and almost made Yan Huai bite a mouthful of silver teeth.

"Don't make excuses for me! From today onwards, your Weibo must be updated four times a week!! Just took advantage of the trend of this variety show, and posted more content related to the show. ”

After explaining this, Li Qiang was directly thrown out of the office by Yan Huai.

Get in the car and drive all the way to the filming location on the outskirts of the city.

On the way, Li Qiang opened her Weibo, which she had not used for 10,000 years.

Yan Huai has already logged in to his personal account.

ID: Li Qiang.

Number of Weibo: 0.

People I follow: 0.

People who follow me...... one, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand......

"it!"

Li Qiang covered her mouth and snorted, she now has more than 200,000 fans???

A bit unexpected.

She had always thought she was a lonely newcomer.

Li Qiang stared at her Weibo interface, bit her fingernails, and then searched for Fu Xiao's name with her hands.

I didn't expect to be really searched by her.

Then she was also stunned by the number of fans on Fu Xiao's Weibo.

Thousand...... The number of tens of millions of followers??

He is not a celebrity, and the posts on Weibo are basically company-related announcements, how can there be so many fans? ?

So Li Qiang sent a screenshot of his Weibo page to Fu Xiao.

At this time, Fu Xiao had already gone to the company.

Although the doctor told him that it was better to stay in bed for a while, Fu's work here is no longer something that can be solved by telecommuting.

Enduring his uncomfortable body, Fu Xiao has been working for three hours in a row.

When I heard the phone vibrate, the slightly tense face was even more unhappy.

Chen Mo, who was standing on the side, was frightened, thinking that there was something new.

Unexpectedly, after taking out his mobile phone, the man's cold face suddenly relaxed.

"I remember I had a personal Weibo account that I managed in the public relations department, right?"

This sentence without a beginning or end made Chen Mo a little confused.

"Ah...... It seems like...... There is such one. ”

Fu Xiao's fingertips casually tapped the phone screen, and then said casually: "Give me the account password, this account will be managed by me in the future, and they don't need to log in again." ”

Chen Moren was directly stupid.

"Ah???h

Three minutes later, the password of Fu Xiao's personal Weibo account was sent.

After Li Qiang casually sent Fu Xiao a screenshot of his Weibo, she clicked on it, and then she didn't pay attention to it again.

Not paying attention to the one-sided attention turned into "mutual attention" after a few seconds.

And her account is the only ID that Fu Xiao, an account with tens of millions of fans, is still particularly concerned.

After that, Fu Xiao sent a WeChat message to Li Qiang:

[This weekend, come to Qinghe Garden to live]

This sentence is normal.

Originally, it was also planned by Li Qiang.

But when it came out of Fu Xiao's mouth, it changed its taste.

made Li Qiang suddenly think of what she had done before...... Bad.

That guy shouldn't have regained his "athletic" ability so quickly!!

Thinking of this, Li Qiang shuddered fiercely.