Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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If this is the case, then it is the best, and everyone is happy. If it is not the case, Yan Qingchi thinks about it, it does not matter, life is unknown, so it is exciting and exciting. He chose to marry Jiang Moyuan to break the direction of this book It is not to keep yourself from being set by others, and to live this world as a real world.

Therefore, whether it is Yuan Mingzhang or Zhou Yixing, it will not affect him. They are just passers-by in their lives. Even if this forced relies on not getting out of the car, they will get off next.

He just needs to live a good life with Jiang Mo.

On the second day, Yan Qingchi, Wei Lan and other permanents bid farewell and were ready to return to the crew.

Yang Xiaoxiao inhaled and exhaled for a long time, finally did a good job of psychological construction, walked in front of Wei Lan who was looking back to WeChat, and some shyly whispered, "Can you sign me?"

Wei Lan looked up in surprise and looked at him puzzled. @Finity 好 文, all in

Yang Xiaoxiao smiled embarrassedly, his tone was gentle and shy, "Brother cheering, there are millions of stars in the sky, the galaxy is bright because of you, I am your fan."

Wei Lan was almost frightened by Yang Xiaoxiao's phrase "the stars in the sky are millions, the galaxy is bright because of you", the official support word of the Guardians of the Galaxy team. He did feel that Yang Xiaoxiao always paid attention to himself and took care of himself in this variety show. She also responded positively for the first time. He thought Yang Xiaoxiao liked him and wanted to pass on him. Gossip, my heart said that the girl was quite brave. However, Yang Xiaoxiao really liked him, but it wasn't what he thought he liked, but what fans liked about idols.

Wei Lan was embarrassed at first. She put her mobile phone in her pocket, took her pen and paper, and signed her own name on her son.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Yang Xiaoxiao was flattered and waved his hands again and again, "No need, no, I want to say thank you, my brother, come on."

Wei Lan nodded.

Yang Xiaoxiao felt that he seemed a bit shy. From the beginning of Fan Weilan, he always felt that Wei Lan was taking the youth without worry, and he dared to ask Sun and Moon to change the course of the new day. I did not expect that Wei Lan in reality would have such a youth On the astringent side, for a moment I just felt that motherhood was more pervasive, biting my lips and saying, "That brother, I'll go first, and next time you have time, come back to play."

Wei Lan looked at her reluctantly, thought about it, and asked, "Are you going to take a picture?"

Yang Xiaoxiao stunned for a moment, did not expect such benefits.

Wei Lan has come to her, took out her mobile phone and took a photo of them.

Before Yang Xiaoxiao had time to remind him to open his face, we saw that Wei Lan had already filmed.

He took the phone back and whispered softly, "Your resident should add WeChat to each other. I will send it to Yan Qingchi and let him send you."

Yang smiled, "brother, can you send it directly to me?"

Wei Lan looked at her with surprise, "It's not what you said, idols can't be connected with fans, they can only interact in one direction, otherwise it's unfair to other fans who have no connection."

Yang Xiao smiled for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, she thought Wei Lan was really cute, and even wanted to touch his head.

"You're right, then I'll wait for Yan Qingchi to send it to me."

"Well, come on, too," Wei Lan encouraged.

"I will, and strive for cooperation next time."

"it is good."

Yang smiled and said, smiled, and left. She looked at Wei Lan ’s signature on her own son, and only felt that Wei Lan was really an immature younger brother, so she had a set of her own thinking logic, and did not care about the politeness in interpersonal communication. Of course, his identity background, Don't need to care. ——In terms of Yu Weilan, she said in front of him that she was a fan of him, and Wei Lan only regarded her as a fan, so he would give her fans the treatment they deserve, sign, take photos, and become gentle. However, no contact information will be added, even if they are actually artists in a circle, but what Wei Lan can see is just her fan attributes, which has nothing to do with others.

Is a very mature idol, but also a very warm idol.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Yan Qingchi and Wei Lan flew back to the crew of "Mianmian Marshmallow" together. Wei Lan, as the No. 1 male, was engaged in intense shooting as soon as he returned to the crew. Yan Qingchi was a little better than him and had time to rest for a day.

On Saturday, Yan Qingchi replenished Guan Jingshen's "Let's Fight!" friend! 》 The first issue was officially broadcast. Wei Lan specially bought potato chips and Coke to see in his room.

"Are you nervous?" He asked.

Yan Qingchi thought about it, "It's okay." He reached out and took a handful of potato chips from Wei Lan's torn bag. "It's mainly about to be broadcast now. I'm useless even if I'm nervous, I can't pour. Go back and tamper with history. "

Wei Lan "clicked and clicked" biting the potato chips, "It's okay, if you flutter, you still have a TV series and a movie, relax."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I understand, entertainment, Xiao Hong is holding, Red is relying on life, and the pop is all metaphysics."

"Yes." Wei Lan agreed.

The two of them were comforting each other, and they were all ready for Yan Qingchi to make no splash in this variety show, but they never thought that it would be impossible to guess such a metaphysics. Yan Qing Chi almost searched for the show when he grabbed Li Yuanqing's wooden card, and then went all the way up, and waited until "come to war!" friend! 》 After this episode aired, it directly reached the top and became the first place in Hot Search.

This was his first single search without anyone else. Yan Qingchi sent a WeChat message to ask Guan Mei: Did you buy it for me?

Guan Mei himself is also very surprised: no, I have n’t had time to buy it, you have already been on it, I clicked in and looked at it, and found that everyone was really discussing, so I did n’t move. Just climbed all the way.

Yan Qingchi froze. He handed his mobile phone to Wei Lan and looked at the professionals around him with an unbelievable tone. "So, is my passion true?"

Wei Lan heard that, directly clicked on Weibo, Yan Qingchi immediately opened the forum, and saw that the forum was full of related posts on the screen.

"Look! !! How did he do it! !! Do you see clearly! !! 》

"What the **** is this **** speed? Slow down so many times, how can I feel fast! !! 》

"Ah ah ah ah ah! Yan Qingchi is so handsome! !! !! !! So handsome! !! !! 》

"Li Tao, is Yan Qingchi's speed real? Isn't it really the speed of the show crew? 》

"The newcomers are monsters! What a super newcomer! 》

Yan Qingchi turned upside down, okay, it's all about him.

He randomly picked a point and went in, and saw that there was a passionate discussion inside.

"It's the first time I've seen a wooden sign like this. It's terrible. Thunder can't cover his ears. He doesn't steal the bell but grabs a wooden sign!"

"Dai Hongzhuo is stunned."

"Dai Hongzhuo is okay, Li Yuanqing is miserable. He kept praying that he would not meet Sun Xun. Although he felt embarrassed to see Yan Qingchi, he could not help but was killed directly. Alas. "

"Upstairs is not kind, Li Yuanqing is so miserable, you hahahaha."

"I'm sorry, but it's really funny. I thought it was a bronze. I didn't expect to be a king. It was so funny."

"But he was really too fast. The show team slowed down twice. I can't believe it."

"Let's fight! Friends!" The first person in history, I haven't seen this kind of showy operation. "

"So I took the mvp in the first issue. Speaking of it, Yan Qingchi sang" Gong Xi Fa Cai ", ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Don't laugh, it's very powerful! I'm sincere! Brother Qingchi is so powerful that he doesn't allow others to have a stronger sense of rhythm?"

"Is that stronger upstairs? The rhythm is really, no, I think of the radio gymnastics in our school."

"Ha ha ha ha, brother Qingchi, miserable!"

Yan Qingchi was watching, Wei Lan bumped into his arm, "Look at this."

Yan Qingchi gathered up and saw Wei Lan open a video on Weibo, the video is "Let's fight!" friend! A section in "" is the section where Yan Qingchi snatched Dai Hongzhuo's wooden card.

Yan Qingchi didn't feel much when grabbing herself. When she saw it in the video, she found that it was really fast. The show group was equipped with a frightened expression at the end, indicating that it was not clear, so we will do it again, and then match: If you do n’t see it clearly, let ’s slow it down, and after a slow time, continue to match: If you still do n’t see clearly, then let ’s slow down again, this time it ’s slower, and then match: let ’s see him again speed. Yan Qingchi just didn't think it was coming so fast. Against the background of the two previous slow releases, it seemed like lightning. In the later period, a blank and scared face was assigned to the blank space of the screen, which reads: Are you a devil!

Yan Qingchi didn't resist laughing, and saw that this Weibo had tens of thousands of comments and reposts.

Wei Lan turned to look at him, "Although you don't want to admit it, you seem to be red."

Yan Qingchi patted his shoulder, "Relax, I won't forget you."

Wei Lan's expression that you can pull down, "Wake up, don't touch the moon and touch the porcelain, your red and my red are not a level."

"But I am a newcomer. I will grow up. Maybe one day, I will be with you."

"Oh? I'll wait and see ~" @Infinite

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Wait, sooner or later."

"Come on! friend! "The heat brought to Yanqing Pool is obviously more lasting than he thought. After marveling at the speed of Yanqing Pool grabbing wooden signs on the first day, the next day, Yanqing Pool went on hot search again, not because of anything else. Yes, it was because he watched Chen Xuanlang jump from the window, and then looked up at the section where Chen Xuanlang smiled and waved.

That section was cut off by a Weibo v alone and said with emotion: "What is the bridge of a classic idol drama? The master of the school domineering jumped from the window to the window. The heroine struggles from side to side, and I don't know who to choose. Oh my god, can you shoot me an idol drama based on this beauty and settings? "

Soon this Weibo was reposted out of the circle, "What kind of fair value is this, bang!"

"So handsome! This jump is really handsome!"

"Yes, on the one hand, I feel good in the second, and on the other hand, I feel so handsome! It is really pulling the wind!"

"1551, also call for Brother Qingchi today."

"The original blogger wants a female lead, and does not need a female lead, I think the combination of Sven scum scumbag x romantic Liuxin school bully is enough, the female lead should not be involved in socialist brotherhood."

"Why not Schoolmaster x Schoolmaster?"

"Because Qingchi's brother is more tolerant than Team Chen [covering his face]."

"Wolf cp?"

"Ha ha ha, wolf smoke? I still wolf swallow, animal group!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, **** animal group!"

Yan Qingchi watched how this retweet turned out of the way, and saw his fans who came to Wenfeng started selling Amway passionately, "There are idol dramas," Mianmian Marshmallow ", Wei Lan male lead, Qingchi brother male , Host Han Tian, ​​super sweet, fair value, eat my Amway. "

Soon, this Weibo was moved away by other marketing accounts, and new passers-by saw it constantly, sending out "ah ah ah, handsome" praise, hot search all the way up, the discussion was getting higher and higher. Yan Qingchi secretly cut his Weibo account and looked at it. He was so scared that his mobile phone almost dropped. Why did he go up so many fans overnight.

He was planning to look at the comments the fans had given him, and saw Guan Mei send him a WeChat message saying: Go to the magazine cover in a few days and you prepare.

Yan Qingchi returned her an "um" and felt like she was slowly starting to enter the track.