The days when I fried CP with my ex-boyfriend

Qiu Min hung up the phone and smiled at Wu Ye.

Wu Ye was angry, but he had no choice but to do anything about this master.

Qiu Min let Wu Ye calm down for a while, and asked, "How about the data of "Su Nuan Nuan"?"

Although Wu Ye was depressed, when it came to work, he put it aside for the time being and thought for a while before answering: "The show "Su Nuannuan" has a mediocre response, and the data is stable, so it's useless."

Qiu Min nodded, everything was expected.

He opened Weibo and entered his homepage.During this period of time, the studio helped him repost a few promotional microblogs of "Su Nuannuan", and the reposting and comment data on the microblogs are quite impressive.

Randomly clicked on a Weibo, the hot comments were all rainbow farts, Qiu Min swiped down again.

"From "Long Star" to "Su Nuannuan" there is no progress at all. The two characters are completely carved out of the same mold. The play is too simple. It is really good-looking to be popular. What is wrong with the entertainment industry now."

Qiu Min paused with his fingertips swiping the screen, and saw this comment. Although it was in the back row of popular comments, it also had nearly [-] likes.

"Don't worry about these remarks, you just showed up now, and there are very few things you've shown, so naturally, it's a little more monotonous, and it will be fine if you accumulate your works in the future." Seeing him staring at this comment, Wu Ye thought he cared. Fearing that he would have doubts about his acting style and affect his future development, he gave Qiu Min a rare word of comfort.

Qiu Min didn't speak, and tapped the screen with her slender fingers.

Wu Ye leaned over to see that Luo Qiumin had already typed a long string of words.

"Small mouth ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba baba, why don't you look at yourself who can only be a troll. Actors acting, who doesn't have a unique performance style? Now "Su Nuannuan" is only halfway through, and I haven't finished watching it yet. Are you saying that actors haven't improved?"

Wu Ye was shocked. Is it okay for celebrities to publicly slander others in the comment area?When this post was sent out, it became a hot search and pre-ordered!

"Luo Qiumin!" Before Wu Ye could react, Qiumin had already clicked send.

Wu Ye panicked and rushed to grab Luo Qiumin's phone, trying to delete the reply in seconds.He knew that a person like Luo Qiumin, on the surface, was as noble and cold as ice, but in fact he was arrogant and conceited, the icicles on his body were hard and sharp, thank God if he didn't hurt anyone, how could he be affected by someone's words.

After deleting the comment, Wu Ye immediately turned to the background of Weibo to look at the data, praying that this reply was not seen by many people.

Before the like and comment interface popped up, Qiu Min snatched the phone.

"What are you doing?" The two said almost in unison, Qiu Min held his forehead and shook the phone screen, "Brother, take a look, trumpet!"

Wu Ye took a closer look, and it was indeed Luo Qiumin's trumpet, and it was also a trumpet with a garbled ID.

"...Fortunately, it's not a big size, I was taken aback." Wu Ye pushed his glasses and felt relieved.

"Who's scaring who?" Qiu Min put the phone away.

This phone is used privately. The input method, screen saver, and lock screen all use his own paintings. Of course, there is only the only protagonist in the painting——Jiang Qi.

Although Wu Ye already knew about himself and Jiang Qi, Qiu Min still didn't want others to see the Jiang Qi he painted. It was a picture he kept in his heart, and it was his support in difficult times. If he really wanted to share it with others , that person can only be Jiang Qi.

"In the future, no matter how small or large, don't reply to others casually, so as not to be dug out by others in the future, adding an extra piece of black material." Wu Ye reminded Qiu Min.

Qiu Min nodded impatiently.

"By the way, you haven't posted on Weibo for a long time, post a selfie."

"No." Qiu Min took out his phone and took a photo, "I didn't do any styling today, it's too ugly."

"Okay, let's post it when it looks good." Wu Ye rubbed his throbbing temples, and continued: "Tomorrow, you should prepare, and fly to City C in the morning the day after tomorrow. Director Luo has a branch to celebrate its anniversary." Qing, I invite you to be a guest."

"Business performance?" Qiu Min asked Wu Ye to send him the schedule, "Are there any other arrangements?"

"No, you have a good rest after it's over."

"Row."

Three days later, Qiu Min took Mu Mu to City C with the propaganda team in charge of this work.

When the plane landed, he received a call from Jiang Qi.

"My dear, have you returned to City C?" Jiang Qi said with a smile.

"Well, there is a job here." Qiu Min smiled, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I miss you." On the other end of the phone, Jiang Qi said softly with a smile.

Qiu Min's face was flushed, she blinked, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Brother Qiu, I'm going out right away. There are many fans picking me up." Mumu reminded me in a low voice.

Qiu Min nodded at him, and then said to Jiang Qi briskly: "I miss you too, I have something to do, hang up."

The phone was hung up, but Jiang Qi was still reminiscing Qiu Min's words I miss you just now, his heart couldn't help but he jumped up with joy.