Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 450 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 1
The weather in Nancheng in July is really weird.

It was clearly a fine sunny day, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds rolled in and it started to rain lightly.

Yujia Apartment.

"Dong dong dong."

The dull voice turned over and over, echoing in the ears, no matter how the person on the bed covered himself with the quilt or covered his ears, it didn't help.

Suddenly, the soft quilt was lifted, revealing the slender and delicate wrist, the nails were shiny and light pink.

There is a bracelet on the wrist, with white feather-shaped decorations on it, and small tinkling bells, very delicate.

"Haunted?!"

The owner of the house stomped on his slippers angrily, and pushed open the door. His voice was so coquettish that it would make one's bones go weak, but the tone was really bad.

Seven or eight men wore the uniforms of the moving company, with simple and honest faces, carrying things in their hands. When they saw the girl, they froze for a moment and quickly apologized.

"Sorry to disturb you, we will finish moving soon."

Jiang Li'an squinted his eyes, leaning casually against the door frame, his brows and eyes were still a little sleepy, his long eyelashes were filled with physiological tears, half covering his hazy peach blossom eyes.

"next door?"

Jiang Li'an lives on the 27th floor of the top floor of the apartment. There are only two households on this floor, one is hers, and the other is empty.

Look at it now, it's about to usher in a new neighbor.

"Yes." The person who moved said with a smile, "I'm helping the employer move it."

Jiang Li'an took another look and caught a glimpse of the corner of the electric guitar, well maintained and expensive.

My new neighbor loves music.

Jiang Li'an, who was tone deaf and had uncoordinated limbs, didn't want to talk, nor did he intend to meet new neighbors, so he went back to the room after saying a few words, and started to wash and brush his teeth in a daze.

STA Youth Group will hold a concert at Nancheng Gymnasium today.

Jiang Li'an chases stars, the real owner is STA's Zuo Duo, he is a bit crazy about chasing stars, and he will definitely not miss today's itinerary.

She happily hummed the album song released by STA not long ago, her beautiful and sweet voice reverberated in the room, but she didn't get a word in tune.

Even if Shen Qingzhuo, the c-person of STA, was here, he would probably have to be stunned for three seconds, wondering if this was a song he wrote.

The white foam from brushing teeth emerged from the corner of the girl's lips. She stared at the glass mirror in front of her, and calmly spit out the bubbles as the green smoke gradually emerged.

"Why, is it really haunted?"

Jiang Li'an spent 300 million when renovating the bathroom. If it is haunted, Jiang Li'an really needs to find someone to reason about it.

"Hi Li Li, I am now your exclusive system, Qi Lou."

A wisp of smoke in the mirror condensed into the shape of a teapot, with retro and cumbersome patterns, "Our goal is to redeem Shen Qingzhuo, treat him like a salted fish, and let's keep healthy together!"

"Blue sky and white sun."

"?"

"Lang Lang Qian Kun."

"?"

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a master."

Qi Lou explained: "Kiss, I am a serious pot, and we are also in a formal industry. Shen Qingzhuo needs your care and watering to thrive."

"You're watering the flowers." Jiang Li'an narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Do you know who Shen Qingzhuo is?"

"Mission target."

"No—" she paused every word, "I'm his black fan!"

The most hated idol, bar none.

"..."

It's over, tie Q.

"If you don't save him, he will die." Qi Lou said solemnly, "He will really die."

Nancheng Center Gymnasium, backstage of the concert.

The manager of the STA Youth League looks very young, wearing a flamboyant floral shirt, exuding a taste of bohemian love and freedom, talking about it.

"For the last concert, calm down and sing well, where is Ah Zhuo?"

Someone raised his chin helplessly: "Still sleeping."

On the sofa lay a tall and tall figure, with a faint outline of indifference, a black coat covering his head, and a thin wrist hanging down.

Before this concert, Shen Qingzhuo had been working continuously for more than a month, and hadn't had a good rest.

Zuo Duo squatted in front of the sofa, stared straight at the sleeping person, and gave a thumbs up: "At this time, I still have the mentality to sleep, as expected of the god of sleep..."

He has dyed hair like grandma's gray, delicate skin, red lips and white teeth. He is very pleasing. He has a volatile personality in private, but he is stable in business affairs and has a sense of variety. He is the captain of STA.

Zuo Duochang sighed, said to the staff, please bring a blanket, and thanked him.

The person on the sofa is tall and has long legs. It is obvious that when the long legs are bent, he feels aggrieved. He covers his eyes with one hand and sleeps deeply without any reaction. clavicle.

Shen Qingzhuo was thrilling and vigorous.

The staff said yes and quickly brought the blanket over.

Zuo Duo covered the boy with the blanket, pulled the hem of his shirt down to cover his waist, and muttered, "I can't sleep him to death."

Shen Qingzhuo was only 17 years old when he debuted, and now he is only [-] years old. The boy next to him is still in school at this age.

The other youngest in the team is also two years older than Shen Qingzhuo. This person is a good bomber on stage, but he is a bit childish in private, and they treat him like a younger brother.

An abrupt and inappropriate voice sounded.

"Captain, you are so kind to Shen Qingzhuo, you thought you were counting on him to take you on fire after flying solo."

The boy who sat on the chair and let the makeup artist apply the makeup seemed to be smiling.

Zuo Duo looked at him strangely: "I didn't mean that, Ah Zhuo is young..."

The boy stared at his face in the makeup mirror and nodded.

"I understand that he is top-notch, and our fans can't compare with it together. It's not surprising that he has some special treatment."

That's the meaning of the words, but when you say it, it always makes people feel bad.

"Yu Yuan!"

Zuo Duo has such a violent temper, he couldn't help but say: "You have the ability to say this in front of Ah Zhuo, what's your ability to say when he falls asleep?"

"Isn't what I'm telling the truth? Ah Zhuo's strength will fly solo sooner or later, so remember who we are."

Yu Yuan pursed his lips, and smiled indifferently: "And Ah Zhuo is not angry yet, why are you angry?"

Zuo Duo said in a deep voice, "Now we are a team, are you saying this to make others laugh?"

The atmosphere subtly freezes.

Before the concert was about to start, Zuo Duo woke up Shen Qingzhuo, no one mentioned this episode in front of him.

The man slowly sat up from the sofa, the blanket slid from his upper body to his waist, his long legs bent, and he moved his wrists at will, the slender bones made a cracking sound.

She seemed to be a little sleepy, not sober, with flaxen hair in a mess, squinting slightly, looking at the person in front of her, her eyes were hazy and too cold.

"Ah Zhuo, let's go."

"Ah."

In the auditorium of the concert, most of the fans had already arrived, and it was dark.

Jiang Li'an was sitting in the second row of Area A. At this time, two girls came from outside, holding Shen Qingzhuo's light board in their hands.

(End of this chapter)