After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

"What's wrong?" A hand stretched out from behind and put it on Qian Yueliu's shoulder.

Qian Yueliu almost jumped up in fright.

"You - you little thing, how come you can walk without making a sound!"

Gu Nanci half-closed his eyes and looked up and down.

"... something is wrong with you."

"Usually such a big reaction is due to a guilty conscience."

Qian. He was indeed hiding a secret. Yue Liu bluffed and angrily pulled the hand off his shoulder: "...What nonsense are these kids talking about!"

"Is the singing session over? Are you all hanging out now?"

After being poked in a painful spot, Gu Nanci was worried about how to split himself open: "..."

Youyou raised your eyes.

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The familiar forceful and oppressive gaze made Qian Yueliu tense up, and he suddenly thought of the bottle-breaking act he hadn't done in a long time.

Pretending to be fine, he restrained himself angrily.

"I have something to do." Gu Nanci's face was expressionless. He was not in the mood to continue making jokes for the time being, thinking of the serious business she came out for.

Qian Yueliu was still immersed in the resentment of being threatened by Aik just now. He didn't talk to each other, and his actual thoughts were not here at all. He replied perfunctorily: "Well... what?"

"I...tomorrow..." Gu Nanci paused.

Why do you say this?I might get sick after playing songs tomorrow. Should I go to the hospital?
Who would give such a warning about getting sick?
For the first time, Gu Nanci, who was fighting against all odds, realized what it was like to be short of words.

"Firebomb is ready for pre-recording!"

The loudspeaker of the field management over there sounded, and the staff who came to welcome us arrived at the door, "Teachers of firebomb? Are you ready? We are ready to go!"

Gu Nanci raised his head, and he was currently holding the confused silence, but this time he found the steps.

"Huh? It's started!" Qian Yueliu looked up, suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "What did you just say? It was so quiet behind me that I didn't hear clearly."

Gu Nanci's face was expressionless and his eyes were sanctioning. Didn't you hear clearly?You didn't listen at all!

Because she didn't say anything at all.

The wind is small and the water is cold.

Just worry about tomorrow's things.

It really didn't work...Leave the mess to Song Zhixian and perform a shock escape on the spot.

Firebomb went up and happened to meet the person coming down after the previous performance.

By coincidence, it was Cheng Jiantang and Qi Mo who were in front of them.

Qi Mo was two steps behind. He had a rather cold appearance, with an arrogant look on his face as he looked at others with his head held high. As soon as he raised his head, four or five staff members gathered around him, handing out water, handing out water, etc. Some are holding towels, some are holding snacks, and some are holding mobile phones in both hands.

It's even more unyielding and more conciliatory than the ancient emperor's posture when he went on tour.

Cheng Jiantang walked in front, without a large number of assistants accompanying him. As a well-known person in the industry, artists would wave excitedly or bow respectfully from time to time, and even some staff members would also say goodbye warmly.

Cheng Jiantang nodded and smiled, extremely humble and friendly.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier.

Seeing Gu Nanci from all the way, Cheng Jiantang's eyes lit up, his smile became more genuine, and he waved from all the way.

Qi Mo from behind snorted and threw the cup in his hand at the assistant, "I want warm water. You don't understand how to pronounce the word "warm water"? Do you want to freeze me to death?"

The assistant was a young girl. When she heard Qi Mo's question, she leaned over and apologized in a panic, almost kneeling down on the spot.

The thrown cup was not tightly closed.

Suddenly, cold water was poured from the pocket, the cup was hit hard on the girl, the hair on her forehead was all wet, and her chest was stained with water.This sudden attack caused the surrounding crowd to fall silent for an instant.

You look at me and I look at you, not daring to make a sound.

In addition to the corridor of the studio, here are only ordinary staff with low status and a few artists coming and going.

Then there are Cheng Jiantang and firebomb on the opposite side.

"If you can't do this little thing, just pack your things and get out as soon as possible!" Qi Mo's voice was cold.

Without looking at the female assistant who was covering her clothes with tears in her eyes, she rolled her eyes and walked forward arrogantly.

Someone who was a little further away whispered:
"Is this... so arrogant?"

"Why are you so harsh on a little girl in public?"

"Shh! We are just ordinary workers. Have you forgotten the confidentiality agreement? You don't care about these things of celebrities!"

As soon as these words came out, most people struggled for a moment and chose to pretend not to see it. They were afraid of offending the artist and went back to do their own things.

Everyone in firebomb and Cheng Jiantang frowned in unison.

The white shirt that the girl was wearing had her breasts showing through, but when a glass of water was poured down, what should be seen was exposed.

Qi Mo obviously had not considered this issue at all, and did not care about the fear and embarrassment.

As a girl, Gu Nanci couldn't stand this especially and was about to go up immediately.

Then she saw Ji Que, who was walking a few steps ahead of them, took off his coat, put it on her body, and whispered something comforting.

Gu Nanci stared and stopped when he saw someone leaving.

But frankly speaking, this kind of thing shouldn’t be too common in the industry.

After all, she was their employee. Even if she was not looked upon by others, she had no position to do anything except provide some covert help to the victim.

However, if you can't do anything else, you can always stay away and condemn.

When he looked at Qi Mo again, Gu Nanci's eyes were also unceremoniously indifferent, and his attitude clearly showed his displeasure.

Qi Mo passed by Cheng Jiantang who was stopped halfway and tilted his head.

He didn't care at all about the complex looks of anger and fear that were cast towards him.

Instead, he glanced around with a contemptuous gaze, finally fixed on the cold Gu Nanci, and sneered.

Qi Mo said leisurely: "Brother Cheng, stop helping the poor and hurry up and clean up. We are still in a hurry to go elsewhere."

Cheng Jiantang did not answer, but his unsmiling face fully reflected his displeasure at the moment.

Gu Nanci passed by her for a second, and the tip of her nose moved slightly, as if she noticed something. The next second, her pupils shrank, she raised her hands to cover her face and turned away,

"Cough cough cough..."

The cough that I tried my best to hold back but seemed to be unbearable sounded at the right time.

Qi Mo was about to take a long stride and paused.

During this meal, the coughing became more and more intense.

Gu Nanci was so sensitive to smells, especially the smell of smoke, that he could be used as a human detector.

But Qi Mo doesn’t know.

This action was really too coincidental. As soon as someone passed by, you looked like you had something dirty on your hands and you coughed to death.

Does riding a horse imply that I am dirty?Who is disgusting in this way!
Qi Mo's expression froze, and then he turned red as if he was annoyed, and he dug his eyes back fiercely.

Everyone in Firebomb, who knew that their Yao'er had a sensitive nose, paused for a second, and then quickly pulled Gu Nanci behind them, keeping a distance from Qi Mo. (End of chapter)