The assistant sat in the waiting room and looked at Qu Xuesong playing with his cell phone while lowering his head.

Since Qu Xuesong fell in love, she has been holding the phone in her hand for longer and longer. She often has a gentle smile she has never seen before hanging on the corner of her mouth. She has to shout twice before she can hear her talking to her.

For example now.

"Teacher Qu?"

"Sister Cedar?"

Qu Xuesong raised his head from his phone: "Hmm?"

The assistant handed over the phone and said, "Brother Fang's phone number."

While thinking about why Fang Wenhao didn't call her directly, Qu Xuesong thanked her and took it: "Hey."

Brother Fang said: "You and Cheng Guiyuan were photographed by the media."

Qu Xuesong asked calmly: "Which time?"

Brother Fang: “…”

Don’t underestimate the ability of paparazzi. Even if the stars wrap themselves up so that their mothers don’t recognize them, paparazzi can identify them with the steadfast and ruthless 24K Cyclops. Moreover, Qu Xuesong is just a regular cover-up, and it is normal to be photographed. Some things have not been reported because the paparazzi and the celebrity team have reached a deal, paying for the other and giving information. Qu Xuesong and Cheng Guiyuan have been together for several months, and the media has only photographed them now, and she is surprised.

It’s not that the paparazzi is not dedicated, but Qu Xuesong has no new show, and has rushed to announce it from all over the world, and the scene is at the same time as the hotel. She and Cheng Guiyuan are a little empty and barely go out. Cheng Guiyuan has this identity again, and naturally has the effect of smoke-fog-bombing. The paparazzi didn’t notice it for a while. Now he noticed it, I’m afraid Fang Wenhao has received a bunch of photos.

Fang Wenhao said: "The freshest photos are you at the airport."

Qu Xuesong raised his eyebrows and replied: "Didn't we just hug you? What can we do? Friends are not allowed to send me to the airport?" She smiled, "This group of paparazzi is really. You have come to you to ask for money for money when catching up on the wind and shadows. Do you treat artists as suckers?"

According to this standard, Qu Xuesong's rumored object can be ranked from Yanning to the southernmost part of China.

Fang Wenhao said slowly: "I know, so I didn't call you directly. I'll ask you about your attitude in advance. If one day, the rumors about you and Cheng Guiyuan really come out, what are your attitudes? Do I want to help you suppress them?"

Qu Xuesong frowned slightly and said, "I think about it, I'll reply to you later."

Fang Wenhao said: "Okay."

Qu Xuesong heard his pause and seemed to have some more words. After a second or two, he heard the other party say: "Cedar, I think you and I have been a little bit centrifugal recently."

Qu Xuesong's heart had never been with each other. He curled his lips and smiled, saying, "Brother Fang, I think I know everything about us."

Brother Fang smiled: "After working together for a long time, I still have some feelings."

Qu Xuesong refused to say anything: "Is that true?"

Brother Fang said: "Yes."

Qu Xuesong: "Then whatever you say is what you want."

Brother Fang said: "I'll wait for your reply. If this continues, the media will soon make big moves, and we will be very passive at that time."

Their relationship is so clear that everything is spread out and it is not necessarily worse than the kind of agent and artist intimate relationship. It is precisely because it is just a cooperation and the terms can be listed one by one, so there is no need to worry about sympathy, but it is easier.

Brother Fang had already restrained a lot after she expressed her annoyance about him interfering in her personal affairs last time. However, Qu Xuesong thought that when the contract at hand expired, she would probably not renew her contract. First, the connections she had managed in the past years were enough to support her in life in the circle and did not have to be restrained by her agent. Second, she had to consider shifting part of her focus to family life, to be precise, the family with Cheng Guiyuan.

She pressed her chin with one hand, thinking about something.

Ten minutes later, she called Fang Wenhao back.

Fang Wenhao: "Have you thought about it?"

Qu Xuesong said in a deep voice: "How do you think it's time to save us some public relations expenses once and for all?"

Fang Wenhao: "Ah?"

After she said this, Fang Wenhao was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

This PR style is so unyielding, Cedar, it seems to be penetrated by a soul.

But he gritted his teeth and finally nodded.

Fang Wenhao: "Even so, it may not necessarily save public relations costs."

Qu Xuesong: "Everything is in my account."

Fang Wenhao had nothing to say.

Cheng Guiyuan and Qu Xuesong were chatting, and the other party said she had something to do for a while, and it was almost half an hour before Cheng Guiyuan stared at her phone and looked at her, and Qu Xuesong's news jumped out.

Qu Xuesong: [What is your Weibo name?]

Cheng Guiyuan: [[Homepage of sharing pine nuts on the tip of the tongue]]

Cheng Guiyuan:【What's wrong with this?】

Cheng Guiyuan had no secret to Qu Xuesong. As long as she asked, she would answer everything and say everything. Today, she asked Weibo, and she just thought that Qu Xuesong wanted to know her more and was willing to cooperate.

Qu Xuesong:【This ID of emmm?】

Cheng Guiyuan: [That's what you think]

Qu Xuesong:【What am I thinking?】

Cheng Guiyuan: [I put it on the tip of my tongue. Haven’t you tried it? More than once, I forgot so quickly?]

Qu Xuesong looked around with great shame and looked guiltyly. The assistant turned his head quickly and Qu Xuesong typed: [You change your name quickly]

Cheng Guiyuan said: [I won’t change]

Qu Xuesong threatened: [Don't regret it]

Cheng Guiyuan thought about it, and Qu Xuesong never joked around, and asking her to change her name might be a big deal, so she chose to surrender very tactfully and asked: [What to change to?]

Qu Xuesong: [Your name, or more serious, doesn't look dirty at first sight]

Cheng Guiyuan: [Oh, it’s really dirty people see dirty]

Qu Xuesong:【Tsk】

Cheng Guiyuan: [Change, I will change it immediately. Can I use my own real name? I think my name sounds pretty good]

Fortunately, Cheng Guiyuan has an annual membership, otherwise she would have been restricted from changing her name. She changed her ID back to her real name and asked Qu Xuesong to accept the results. After Qu Xuesong confirmed that it was correct, he flipped all her Weibo posts from beginning to end.

Although Cheng Guiyuan is sexy and erratic, she looks like a literary youth on Weibo. Many of them are photos, and then they are accompanied by a pair of footprints or a close-up to describe people or scenes. According to Qu Xuesong's observation, every time the footprints appear, they are the same pair of feet, which is probably Cheng Guiyuan's own.

Who took this for her? Does she go out with the same person every time?

Qu Xuesong felt jealous and asked Cheng Guiyuan but got an unexpected answer.

Cheng Guiyuan dialed the phone: "I took it myself, who else can I do? Who do you think it is?"

Qu Xuesong was slightly surprised: "You can take photos?"

Cheng Guiyuan: "Yeah, I'm just an amateur, I'm fiddling with it for a few times."

"Then..." Qu Xuesong wanted to speak but stopped.

Cheng Guiyuan had already said in advance: "I did not go to these places alone. I am afraid of loneliness, so you don't know. But all the content on Weibo is my own, there is no trace of others, and there is not even a hair. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

"I didn't doubt you." Qu Xuesong said, "I just didn't expect you to take photos."

"Amateur." Cheng Guiyuan corrected her modestly and replied, "You haven't asked before, but I haven't answered. I know so many things. I can't see the sky in your ears yelling that I know this and that. In the future, you will find that it's not more interesting?"

Qu Xuesong nodded softly.

This sound was a little soft, Cheng Guiyuan's heartstrings fluctuated. She curled up her fingers with her right hand, moved to her left hand to hold the phone, held her right hand tightly and stretched, and sighed: "Just just parting, I started to miss you, what should I do?"

Qu Xuesong wanted to tell her what she planned. After more than a year, she would try to take as much time as possible to accompany her when her contract expired. However, now she has no sign of her horoscope, and I don’t know what she will do with Cheng Guiyuan in the future. She swallowed the words first and comforted her softly: "Be good, I will be back in a short time."

Cheng Guiyuan saw further than her: "But after you come back, you will have to film a new drama for several months."

Qu Xuesong said: "You can come to visit the set."

What else could Cheng Guiyuan do? He had to say, "Okay." He said in a low voice, "I can only hide it secretly in the hotel when I go, and you don't have much time to accompany me."

Qu Xuesong couldn't help but smile when he thought of the surprise he was about to give her, but her tone deliberately showed that it was no different from usual, mixed with a hint of helplessness: "Be good."

Cheng Guiyuan pouted and asked: "Kiss."

Qu Xuesong looked at the back of the assistant's head and whispered: "Muma."

The assistant was panicked and tried hard to clear his memory, fearing that he would be silenced.

Cheng Guiyuan Buyi: "It's not like this, I want that kind of thing." She demonstrated herself, and when she touched her mouth, she let out a loud "MUA".

Qu Xuesong: "..."

Cheng Guiyuan: "Hurry up."

Qu Xuesong said embarrassedly: "No, there are people here."

The assistant immediately stood up and a teleport disappeared in front of her.

Qu Xuesong: "..."

Did her assistant figure something weird?

Cheng Guiyuan urged her: "Hurry, hurry up, if you don't kiss the plane, you will take off."

Qu Xuesong opened his mouth and closed it again, and said, "I'll make some preparations."

Cheng Guiyuan moved her phone away, laughed silently for a while, and came back to the microphone and said seriously: "Okay, you're planning." She turned on the recording function of the phone.

After waiting for almost a minute, a whisper came from a whisper: "Why?"
To be continued...