Chapter 72 (1/2)

”Ninth master, I'm sorry, I broke the [Yunhe qianse] borrowed from your cloakroom...”

”My Manzhan, what is it? How can I get there?”

They spoke almost at the same time, and then looked at each other.

Lu Jiucheng frowned first, ”cloud river? What's that?”

Xia Shengge looked at the daze in Lu Jiucheng's eyes, remembered his question just now, and suddenly burst out laughing.

It turns out that the ninth master has something he doesn't know?

The famous life-threatening hell in front of us suddenly seemed less awesome.

Xia Shengge gave a brief account of my Manzhan and Liu Qiao's damage to [Yunhe qianse].

”I think Princess Yun is the role that director Xun wants to find at dawn, and director Xun is a Cosplay lover. The previous film theme songs used the works of unknown music producers, so I want to take a chance at the my diffuse exhibition.”

After saying that, she said with some embarrassment: ”Ninth master, do you think these are childish and boring? Why don't you put us down at any intersection and I can take a taxi.”

Lu Jiucheng ignored it with a calm face.

Xia Shengge didn't dare to say anything more and sat quietly aside.

Then she sat down and began to feel sleepy.

In a daze, she felt a hand gently caress her face and gently hold her head.

The cold smell of green bamboo and pine lingers at the tip of the nose.

But the warmth and support of the palm brought her an unspeakable sense of security, let her slowly relax, full of fatigue, and gradually fell asleep.

”Xia Sheng song... Xia Sheng song... Sheng... Sheng...”

Xia Shengge suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a pair of strange and familiar eyes.

It was Lu Jiucheng's eyes, but they were not as cold as usual. On the contrary, they seemed to suppress the emotions like a storm, like a beast staring at its prey, fierce and paranoid.

Xia Sheng sang a rousing song and woke up completely, ”Nine... Nine masters?”

When she looked again, Lu Jiucheng had regained his cool and indifferent appearance, ”when are you going to sleep?”

Xia Shengge was stunned and turned to look. He found that he had reached the parking lot, and the partition behind him was missing. Mo Xiaoting and Princess LAN Yun, who should have sat in the back row, were also missing.

Lu Jiucheng said faintly, ”if you want your company's artists to attract the director's attention, you should need appropriate clothes? I asked Qin Yue to find a new set of [Yunhe qianse]. After they changed their clothes, they will wait for you in the exhibition hall.”

Xia Shengge stared at Lu Jiucheng and wanted to say ”thank you”, but he felt that these two words were light and meaningless.

She didn't expect that the ninth master even noticed that Princess LAN Yun needed clothes.

Without [Yunhe qianse], she originally planned to buy a set directly at Manzhan.

But such clothes are certainly not as good as Yunhe qianse, and there is no way to show the advantages of Princess LAN Yun unreservedly.

Xia Shengge took a deep breath, untied his seat belt and whispered, ”Ninth master, I'll go first.”

Lu Jiucheng frowned and his eyes were cold. ”You first? Are you going to go alone?”

Xia Sheng song: ”yes... Yes!”

She looked at Lu Jiucheng for a while, and suddenly got the meaning of a man, ”Jiu... Jiu Ye, do you want to go to the Manzhan? But most of the people playing in the Manzhan are young girls, and those you...” won't be interested.

For the expressionless handsome face of the nine cities on the mainland, there is an inexplicable lingering air conditioner all over the body.