Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

The clothes came. It was a casual suit of College style. It was worn on Qiao Cheng's body. It was a man's and a boy's.

Lin Jinan leaned over and gave a kiss. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "I'll show you well. Don't give me shame."

He ordered, and finally added seriously, "you are not allowed to touch others, I will be jealous."

The big man in front of him looked at him seriously with a threatening look in his eyes.

Qiao Cheng laughed happily. His eyes were gentle, affectionate and single-minded. "Don't worry, I already have you."

So, don't worry that his eyes will look away. He will never touch anyone except Lin Jinan.

"How nice." Lin Jinan was smiling. He raised his hand and touched Qiao Cheng in the same way as a dog.

He drove himself to the show and sat in a corner below.

No one will notice him, except Qiao Cheng on stage.

"Good evening, everyone. It's the once-a-week youth's night. This time, we've invited a super good-looking boy..." The male host took the microphone and deliberately sold a pass to everyone.

One side of the female host, homeopathy answer, "let's guess who he is."

Then, he stepped down and gave the microphone to the audience below. There were many people who interacted with each other, and the names they read out were familiar to everyone in reality.

Familiarity means fame. Of course, they couldn't guess who it was. Lin Jinan hid Qiao Cheng very well, and even signed the contract. Only a few people in the company knew about it.

Qiao Cheng, as an assassin's mace, was amazing when he appeared.

"It's not right. This little brother is a newcomer. We don't even know about it." The hostess had a mysterious face and she didn't lie.

The head of the station only gave them the script. Like the audience, they didn't know what the little brother looked like.

When the mystery is enough, the sound of music will ring up, and the welcome of people will be presided over by sleeping. The exquisite and good-looking boy slowly comes out.

The soft light above his head, shining on his face, for a time, it is not clear whether the light is white or the younger brother himself is whiter.

Qiao Cheng's voice was low and steady. "Hello, I'm Qiao Cheng."

A few simple words, not deliberately like the audience flatter, not humble or overbearing, and he himself, outstanding temperament.

All the people in the scene were silent, unable to recover from the beauty attack for a long time.

Qiao Cheng is very good-looking. To what extent?

Some people are just skin beauty, but bone appearance is general, the best beauty is to bone beauty, such people are very beautiful when they are old.

The second time he saw it, the more he looked, the better he was.

It's a beautiful boy. The appearance of Qiao Cheng has promoted the appearance of the entire recording studio by several grades.

The audience who responded to it only hated that they didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't take pictures of the young brother's beauty.

In order to keep secret, the audience at the bottom of the show is not allowed to bring their mobile phones. Before entering the recording studio, everyone has to hand in their mobile phones, and only when the program is over will they return their mobile phones.

The applause on the field was more enthusiastic than ever. Qiao Cheng stood in the middle of the stage and looked down.