Host, You're Targeted

"Song Zhiye, I can go to you - Da - Ye's!"

Qin Dasen was so angry at Song Zhiye's cheap appearance that he almost kicked him to fly.

"Are you having trouble with me? Right? Now the Internet to your wild God and that handsome little brother talk, touch the head of the small action and you are scared to hold his things are made up with the humanities! Are you having trouble with coach Yu? He said the other day, do you still want Western noodles? You ridicule him for his poor English pronunciation. As a result, he really found a CP for himself. Do you have a problem with us? "

Song Zhiye didn't accept the pot that was thrown over inexplicably. He raised his hands and denied: "no, I didn't laugh at coach Yu. It was a Fei and Wang Jing who laughed! Also, I did not turn around to find someone to group CP, because I still went with my brother. As for the Humanities We can't take mobile phones when we go to the secret room to escape, and the monitoring can't be released. How do people know that I touch the baby ferry? The castle theme is so dark that you can see me holding him? "

Song Zhiye didn't have the thought of repentance at all. Instead, he analyzed it seriously.

Qin Dashen slapped again, but he didn't get it.

"Your fans! I have been following you since I recognized you, and finally wrote a 3000 word repo! It was posted on Weibo, and now it's still on the top of the list! "

Song Zhiye still didn't understand the interest, clapped his hands and said, "Wow, it's so powerful. Last night, a couple of lovers have been following me and my brother. I thought they were afraid, so they have been following us. Now it seems that they are very powerful, 3000 word repo. So what? Do you want me to go to Weibo to praise my fans when you come to wake me up so early? "

Qin Dasen was so angry that he fell down. The next door had been listening to the prospect of the corner. When he heard the voice of someone falling down, he rushed out immediately. He slipped to Qin Dasen's side and pinched him fiercely.

"Manager Qin! You can't have anything! Pull sponsorship to talk about live booking air tickets and hotels, as well as the management of team expenses, team official blog, as well as our usual extra meal things are all wrapped in you! Manager! Wake up! Otherwise, a Fei will drag Lao Luo from the hospital to give you artificial respiration! Qin Dasen, stand up -- "

in a mess outside the house, Xu Qingdu wrapped himself in a quilt and closed his head to sleep in a noisy sleep.

When he finally got up, he opened his eyes and saw song Zhiye standing in front of the wardrobe with his back to change clothes.

Tut, the figure is good, envy.

"Awake?"

Song Zhiye turns to look at him and throws two clothes over.

Xu Qingdu leaned over to the head of the bed to hook up the clothes. He took them to his hands and found that they were shirts and trousers.

Song Zhiye, facing the button of his shirt, said, "there is still a week to go before the national competition. Now we need to take some official propaganda materials. You should change this set and take a photo of the certificate. Before you were wearing a mask, you didn't show your face at all."

Speaking of this, song Zhiye seemed to remember something. He stuffed his shirt into his trousers and walked towards Xu Qingdu. He took out a mobile phone from behind him and opened the camera to take a picture with him.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Qingdu subconsciously covered his face, one hand to block the camera, the other to shoot song Zhiye's face.

"Do you think it's strange that I'm in a mess and want to take pictures to laugh at me? Song Zhiye, you are really vicious

Xu Qingdu pushed song Zhiye aside and rolled out of bed to hide in the bathroom.

"You don't want to take an ugly picture of me!"