Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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Jiang Mochi chuckled, "Did you hear me? I didn't hear it."

Yan Qingchi was dissatisfied. "Don't you say it again without hearing it?"

"Have you ever heard good words without saying this second time?"

"No," Yan Qingchi said with confidence.

"Then I tell you now, you know."

Yan Qingchi snorted coldly, "Jiang Momo, I don't need to make conditions with the show crew for this episode of Yuan Mingzhen. I only need to tell the show crew that you have me without you and me without you."

Jiang Mo sneered, "Who do you think the show crew would choose?"

"Choose you. You will have fun with Sun Xun by then."

"Don't worry about scaring me now?"

"Don't you think you're thinking badly now?"

Jiang Mo's helplessness helped him, and he couldn't help laughing, "You're so impressed."

Yan Qingchi snorted.

Jiang Moyu made people laugh enough, and then he said again, "I said, I miss you."

"What did you say? I have a bad signal."

"I said, I miss you, I miss you, is the signal alright? Can you hear me?"

Yan Qingchi was satisfied. "It seems that I really missed me."

Jiang Mochi simply couldn't help him, "naive."

Yan Qingchi smiled and didn't speak.

"Don't you think you should say something now?" Jiang Moxie reminded him.

"what?"

"For example, how do you answer when gifts are exchanged?"

@Finity 好 文, all in

"How to answer it?" Yan Qingchi stunned and confused.

Jiang Mo's speechless, "Yan Qingchi," he called the name of Yan Qingchi again and again.

Yan Qingchi said "Oh", Jiang Moji just calmed down a bit, and listened to Yan Qingchi's tone lightly, "Since you missed me, then we look forward to seeing you.

"Yan Qingchi!" Jiang Moyan was out of anger.

"I still have something, don't talk, just hang up." Yan Qingchi said, hung up the phone quickly.

Jiang Moming looked at the hung up phone, and he was really annoyed with a headache. Why did he just marry such a master, would he die if he didn't do it? Was Pippi shrimp in my last life? Can't live without skin in this life?

However, before he even spoke, he heard a WeChat sound, Jiang Mo nodded and saw that there was a language from Yan Qingchi, and he opened it angrily, and heard a brisk and pleasant sound coming from him, "I also want is you."

Jiang Moyan's anger dissipated instantly, he couldn't laugh or cry, and then came a WeChat, this is the text version: I miss you too, Mr. Jiang.

Underneath is a little rabbit looking up obliquely with wide eyes and jumping with two big characters beside it: miss you. @Finity 好 文, all in

Jiang Mozhi looked at this expression and looked at the text he sent. He only felt that when he was a demon, he could really kill his popularity, but when he coaxed people, he really made people happy. @Finity 好 文, all in

Yan Qingchi sent a WeChat and asked him: shouldn't you return me at this time?

Jiang Moxie refused, so he should not publish such disgusting words.

Yan Qingchi is still urging over there: don't send one? Or kiss.

Jiang Moyan: ...

Yan Qingchi: Then I will send one first, then you?

Then Yan Qingchi sent him a Moda expression, two small dumplings kissing each other's faces.

Jiang Moji looked at it slowly, slowly, and actually felt a little shy.

Yanqing Pond: It's your turn ~

Jiang Moyan: ...

Yan Qingchi: Hurry up ~ you don't send it to me, do you want others to send it to me?

Helpless, Jiang Mo copied the two small groups he sent to himself and sent them over.

Yan Qingchi is satisfied: What is it ~

Jiang Moyao broke the pot and broke it: Mody ~

Yan Qingchi laughed and felt that Jiang Moyu was really the cutest person in the world.

He chatted with Jiang Moxie for a while, until Xiao He came to find him and did not receive the phone. He finally teased Jiang Moji once, and sent him one, and said, "Let's talk at night, I'll go to work first."

Jiang Mo yelled back to him with an "um" word, and after a while, he felt that it was just too cold, so he picked up the phone and sent him another one.

When he put down his phone and leaned on the sofa, he thought of his naive and boring behavior with Yan Qingchi, and thought he was really crazy, otherwise how could he do such a naive thing. But he bowed his head slightly, and glanced at the expression of the two little dumplings on the screen in his hand, looking at each other, but felt a bit cute, and when Jiang Mozhen reacted, he felt that it was cute, and instantly He had a hopeless mood, and he felt that he probably really needed treatment.

On the afternoon of the 24th, Yan Qingchi filmed a movie, packed up their luggage and took a nanny car to the airport, ready to participate in the new "Let's fight!" friend! ”Recording, and with him, it is Wei Lan who always looks busy and not too big.

For Wei Lan, an online traffic and popular king, he wants to participate in the "come to battle!" friend! "This kind of reality show variety show, the show team is naturally happy to hear, as soon as a person such a problem, as a mature show group," come to war! friend! 》 Means they have their own arrangements.

As soon as Yan Qingchi entered the airport, he felt Wei Lan's popularity. Compared with his dozens of fans, Wei Lan's fan is really crowded and has a division of labor. The delivery of the letter, the delivery of the flower, the shutter sound did not stop, and many people took mobile phones to take pictures and videos. In the middle, fans who maintained order continued to shout, "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. "

Yan Qingchi hasn't walked through the airport with anyone before, whether it's Jiang Moyu or Sun Xun, after arriving at the airport, they walked separately, and Wei Lan was the first time. However, Yan Qingchi felt that he didn't want to have a second time in his life!

Wei Lan is accustomed to this kind of scene, and can answer fan questions while walking forward.

"Brother is going to record" Let's Fight! Friends! "Isn't it?"

"Correct."

"Is it to promote Marshmallow?"

"Yes, but it's a play."

"Brother pay attention to safety, don't get hurt."

"Relax, you won't get hurt."

"Brother come on!"

Fans and Wei Lan said that when they looked back at Yan Qingchi, they said sweetly, "Brother Qingchi is resident, so take care of our younger brother."

"Yes, our brother has a more upright personality. I understand. Thank you, brother."

Yan Qingchi: ... If he remembers correctly, he and Wei Lan should be the same age. Why is he called brother and Wei Lan is brother?

However, Yan Qingchi only smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Seeing this, Wei Lan glanced back at him, "He? He still takes care of me? I take care of him almost."

The girl screamed immediately from the fan group, Yan Qingchi was helpless, and she still had a smile on her face. "Relax, I will take care of you."

Seeing this, Wei Lan raised an eyebrow. "Then I look forward to it ~"

Yan Qingchi heard another fan screaming.

All the way through the security check.

Wei Lan and the fans waved goodbye, and Yan Qingchi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You are a bit too many fans." He thought about it, "Also enthusiastic."

"That's my popularity."

"Why are they all calling your brother?" Yan Qingchi looked up and down him. "You are all 22, grown up, and still call your brother? And why are you my brother, I am my brother?"

Wei Lan laughed a few times, "Your focus is on the last sentence. What's wrong with your brother? What's wrong with your brother? Besides, can you and I be the same to them?"

Wei Lan took off his sunglasses. "I made my debut early and I participated in the draft debut at the age of 19. At that time, my face was tender and young. At the beginning, my fans were older than me. I always called my brother. The small fan joined, and when everyone called his brother called Huan, he also called his brother. What is calling his brother? "Wei Lan looked at him. Cub, what, Cub, you're only 22 years old, and your mother won't let you do that! 'I was surprised when I saw it! "

Yan Qingchi, "... can still do that."

"How about you? Believe it or not, just like Jiang Moyu, someone must have a bite and told him that you are only 28 years old, and your mother will not allow you to marry."

Yan Qingchi thought about the picture, but couldn't help laughing, "It's really not easy."

"So," Wei Lan looked at him. "Don't say I'm 22, even if I'm 32 years old, in my opinion, I'm still my younger brother, and I'm the same as they are. They always think I'm still young, and I think I need someone to take care , Even if I was the cruelest one. "

Yan Qingchi looked at him, and saw the emotion on Wei Lan's face a little. He looked not far away, and for a long time, he sighed softly, "Yes, it's not easy."

Yan Qingchi listened, feeling some distress and compassion in his tone.

In the final analysis, although Wei Lan's personality is public, but because life is too smooth, not only is the family rich and powerful, but also a pair of parents who love him, one who looks harsh but grows up to him whenever he wants. His brother, Wei Lan, is still a little pure.

He felt that he had nothing to do with these fans who called him "brother". He couldn't bring anything to the other party, but the other party cared about and maintained himself all the time. He will tell him at the airport when it ’s cold, "Brother should remember to wear autumn trousers, don't patronize handsome." Will also tell him during summer shifts, "Brother should remember to wear sunscreen, don't tan "When you see your rumors, you will post a rumor without sleeping for one night, and when you see that you have received a new endorsement, you desperately buy to tell the brand party that he is correct.

Wei Lan sometimes wants to tell them, do n’t buy, even if you do n’t buy, he will still choose me, and I do n’t really rely on fans and data to get resources. But when they see their fans proudly post to show off sales, they feel okay, they are happy.

Wei Lan has always felt that fans and idols are probably one of the most wonderful relationships in the world. They obviously have no blood relationship, and have not said a few words. They don't know each other enough, but they can still pay the other party regardless of returns. He felt the hard work of his fans, but he couldn't bear to make them sad, so he had to do his best to treat them as best he could.

Yan Qingchi looked at his face with a tasteless expression, and froze his face, "I thought you were heartless and heartless, and I didn't expect that my mind was quite delicate."

Wei Lan took away his hand, "Speak and talk, why did you move your hands?"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Suddenly I think you are quite cute."

Wei Lan snorted, "Is this sudden? Didn't you see my lovely quality a few days ago?"

Yan Qingchi was laughed at by this word of shamelessness. He looked at Wei Lan, thinking that if he did n’t go through, then when his brother grew up, he should be about the same as Wei Lan. Taste, Zhangya dance claws, but it is simple and cute, but unfortunately, he can't see it anymore. Yan Qingchi thought of it, and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Wei Lan saw him down and asked him, "What happened to you?"

Yan Qingchi looked in front of him and reminded him of the culprit of the past. One did not hold back and squeezed his face, Wei Lan pinched it. Then, the charter and Guan Mei saw his artist suddenly IQ as if sitting The building jumper was generally down to the level of a child and "twisted" with the artist of the other party.