Chapter 700 Explosion 7
Suddenly, Liu Wanwan and Liu Nanfeng exploded.
【Liu Wanwan: My God, my God! I want to spend two good days with RuanRan? ! 】
【Liu Nanfeng: @是小七呀, have you booked your ticket? My sister and I are going to find you and set off together? 】
【It's Xiaoqi: Yes. I'll decide after I ask the agent. 】
Ruan Qi turned off the phone and looked up at Shen Wenqian with a mysterious expression.
Shen Wenqian felt hairy when she saw it.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, who were you talking to just now? Why are you looking at me like this?"
The little girl cocked her mouth, "Brother Shen, I know who went to the e-sports circle."
Shen Wenqian was taken aback.
He suddenly remembered the scandal of the last time he opened a room with Cao Ye. The little girl said that she knew Liu Wanwan from the myq team.
Is it...
As a six-year-old fan of myq, Shen Wenqian jumped directly from the sofa with excitement.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, is it a member of team myq? Isn't it?!"
The little girl smiled and raised her small eyebrows.
Shen Wenqian suddenly jumped onto the sofa with a 'Wow--', looking mad.
Nie Heng, who was sitting aside, looked at him dumbfounded, and moved his **** out carefully.
Shen Wenqian went crazy for a long time before stopping.
He jumped off the sofa and asked breathlessly, "Which one of myq is going to record the show? Goddess Wanwan? Yaori? Or Thor?"
Ruan Qi glanced at him in surprise, “Brother Shen, why don't you guess it's Xiao Qinglong?”
Shen Wenqian looked at her with an idiot look.
"If my Dragon God is willing to appear in the photo, I will not say that God has not known whether he is a man or a woman in four years."
The little girl glanced at her mouth and was about to speak, when she saw her manager rushing over and looked at her with extremely longing eyes.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, can you talk to the goddess Wanwan and ask her to get me a to-sign for the Dragon God? I can buy it! I will pay as much money!"
"..." The little girl looked at him with a complicated mood, "Do you want Xiao Qinglong to sign? How much money does it matter?"
Shen Wenqian nodded vigorously.
"Then how much can you pay?" the little girl asked again.
Shen Wenqian thought for a while, compared with a finger.
Ruan Qi: "Ten thousand?"
"No, no, no! How can I match the signature of my Great Dragon God with 10,000 yuan?" Shen Wenqian raised his hand, "I can pay 100,000 yuan!"
One hundred thousand real gold and silver just to change a signature.
Ruan Qi felt that his manager might have a sea in his mind.
She gave a hard to say 'tut', took out her mobile phone and opened the WeChat payment code.
"Pay now."
Shen Wenqian was taken aback, "Pay? What is the payment?"
"One hundred thousand yuan." The little girl handed him the QR code, "You transfer the money to me, and I'll sign it for you."
Shen Wenqian heard that he could get the signature of Dragon God, and immediately transferred the money regardless.
Ruan Qi looked at the extra 100,000 yuan in the WeChat balance, and smiled with satisfaction.
She turned off the phone, got up and walked to Shen Wenqian's desk, and opened a drawer in a familiar way.
The postcards of the myq team are neatly stacked in the drawer.
Ruan Qi drew out a single postcard of Xiaoqinglong playing a game from it, pulled out the cap of the signature pen and wrote a few strokes on it.
Shen Wenqian suddenly became anxious when she saw that she had moved the surroundings of her collection.
"What are you doing, Xiaoqi Ruan..."
Shen Wenqian's voice stopped abruptly before the word me was spoken.
He stared blankly at the familiar signature font on the postcard, his eyes slowly widening.
"Ruan Xiaoqi...you, would you imitate the signature of Dragon God?!"
The little girl finished her last stroke, blow-dry the postcard and handed it to him, raising her eyebrows and smiling: "Brother Shen, this is not an imitation."
is not an imitation?
"It's not an imitation, is it possible that this signature is true? Are you the Dragon God?"
Shen Wenqian smiled and looked down at the postcard.
At this moment, the little girl's faint voice suddenly floated in her ears.
"I am."
I am...
Yes……
what……
Shen Wenqian's hand trembled.
He raised his head and looked at Ruan Qi, as if he had heard some joke, he let out a laugh.
"Hahaha! Ruan Xiaoqi, can you stop teasing? How can you be the Dragon God?! Hahahaha..."
what.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Shen Wenqian looked at Ruan Qi, who was smiling, but not partly joking, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The air is quiet and hairy
Shen Wenqian swallowed with a 'gu-dong'.
"Ruan, Ruan Xiaoqi," he gave a dry smile, "you are not really a dragon god, are you?"
The little girl raised her eyebrows and did not speak. Instead, she turned on her mobile phone and clicked on Liu Wanwan's Weibo. She found out the photo that Liu Wanwan sent to clarify the hotel room scandal and had a dinner with the myq team.
Shen Wenqian saw the photo, his eyelids twitched fiercely.
Liu Wanwan said that Ruan Qi and her are friends, and they also participated in the myq team dinner on the afternoon of April 2, so it is impossible to open a room with Cao Ye.
A lot of people asked at the time that all myq members attended the dinner, and even Ruan Qi, who was not part of the team, was there. But why is there no Dragon God alone in the photo?
Some people think it is because the dragon **** has a bad temper and doesn't like to be crowded, so they didn't participate in the dinner.
Some people say that the reason why there is no Dragon God in the photo is because he is the one who took the picture.
Everyone guessed various possibilities, but at this time, Shen Wenqian had another almost impossible guess—
Who said there is no dragon **** in the photo?
If Ruan Qi is the Dragon God, aren't the people in this photo all present?
Shen Wenqian thought of this possibility, his heart beating wildly, making his ears buzzing.
He licked his dry lips, "Ruan, Ruan Ruan Xiaoqi, you, you... are you really the Dragon God?!"
The little girl nodded.
Shen Wenqian gritted his teeth: "You swear by Master Xi! If you lie to me, Master Xi's hairline will fly back three inches!"
This oath is really cruel.
Ruan Qi raised his hand with an extremely complicated mood.
"I swear, if I lie to Brother Shen, Jiujiu's hairline will fly three inches away."
The little girl swore a poisonous oath so frankly.
Shen Wenqian, who struggles for the hairline every day, has to believe her words——
The artist he has signed for more than half a year is the little green dragon he has been a fan of for six years! ! !
Shen Wenqian looked at the signature on the postcard, and the beautiful and well-behaved face of Ruan Qi in front of him, the whole person was a bit bad.
His idol, the mighty, domineering and slaying Ten Thousand Years Master Dragon God in his mind, turned out to be the little girl who is so cute and coquettish on the hot search!
Shen Wenqian took a long breath, wondering for a moment whether it should be agitated or collapsed.
Bid farewell to their broken down broker, Ruan Qi and Nie Heng took a taxi back to Yuyuan.
Early the next morning, the little girl once again returned to the "Blade" crew.
Wei Jiaming handed her relevant documents and certificates of the plant.
"My master meant that I want to transfer that piece of land under your name, so that you can do things more conveniently in the future."
(End of this chapter)
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