The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 453 Cat-eared teen idol vs. draft group pets little salted fish 4

  Crystal sweat dripped down the ends of his hair, and his eyes were deep and blue under his long eyelashes. He was obviously very wicked, but his eyes were cold and arrogant.

  The contrast of contradictions, the collision of abstinence and desire.

   makes the blood flow.

  Fans love his look.

   The left hair was scattered on his forehead. On behalf of the team, he thanked the fans who attended the scene. He said a lot of words about his responsibility, and finally winked at the fans.

   "Zuo Duo!" Jiang Li'an's voice became hoarse, but it still didn't stop.

   Her cub! Super cute! !

  The slender young man standing in the center looked down at the stadium, with no expression on his face, and his profile was stern and cold, so that his posture was a little tugged.

   The other teammates spoke one by one.

  The lights are dazzling.

   When it was Center's turn to speak, Shen Qingzhuo held the microphone in one hand and said the first sentence to the camera in a straightforward tone: "I'm Shen Qingzhuo."

  The magnetic and pleasant sound, with strength, reverberates throughout the stadium.

   Two years ago, he appeared in the public eye for the first time and participated in "Limited Heart" as a trainee. Facing the camera, the first sentence he said was green and unruly - I am Shen Qingzhuo.

   At that time, he was young and crazy.

   In two years, he has created one glory after another, and now he is standing in an empty stadium with flowers blooming all the way behind him. He has enough confidence to say this sentence.

   "Shen Qingzhuo!"

   "Shen Qingzhuo!!"

   The screams were endless, fans held up the lights, and they merged into the most dazzling sea of ​​stars!

   "Does it look good?" The health pot squatted beside him and whispered to Jiang Li'an.

   "Not as cute as many cubs." Jiang Li'an has serious filters for his idols.

   "In the future, he will no longer be able to sing." Qilou exudes a green light.

   "His voice will be completely broken, he will fall from the altar overnight and become a victim of public opinion. You need to prevent his death and find the unexpected truth or the culprit behind it."

   This young man, as gorgeous as fireworks, only existed for a few years before falling into the abyss and shattering his bones.

  His glory and accomplishments have all become knives to him.

  The world is ridiculous.

  Jiang Li'an never thought that the plot of the novel would happen to him. It was too mysterious. He said it as if it was true. He was indifferent: "Do you think I will believe it?"

  The health pot burst into tears, biting the handkerchief: "How can you believe it?"

After the    concert, the driver at home drove the eldest lady to the Yunding Hotel. The time to wait for the traffic light was a little slow, and Jiang Lian lowered the car window bored.

  Dense raindrops fell in from the outside, the air was humid, and the whole city was shrouded in rain. There was a large screen in the center of the building not far away, and an advertisement for the girl group talent show "Limited Girls" was playing on it.

   The show has not yet started, and it has become popular all over the Internet, just because of the predecessor of this show.

   The idol boy group reality show "Limited Heart" two years ago brought out the peerless top-notch STA youth group.

   is a smash hit.

  The cake of the entertainment industry is now facing each other. The two giants, Huaxing Media and Shengguang Media, have a lot of top-notch resources and a lot of resources.

  Unfortunately, Huaxing was opened by her family, and the show was also owned by her company.

  Jiang Li'an lazily wore headphones and looked at the mysterious boiling picture on the big screen.

  In the changing light and shadow of the screen, the cold figure of a man was first introduced, and the representative of the person in charge of the whole people——Tan Junxi.

   Twenty-three years old, debuted in the talent show, top C-rank, and attracted over 100 million fans with his temperament that does not know the fireworks in the world.

   "He."

  Jiang Li'an knew him. He rested his chin with one hand at will, and his nails were neatly trimmed. He didn't do manicures. He felt cumbersome and had nothing to do, so he looked down.

  The big screen soon appeared other tutors, music tutor: Shu Linghan.

  Rap mentor: Qiu Huo.

   are all famous figures in the entertainment industry, until the last one.

   Dance Instructor: ?

  The blue light outlines the shadow outline, just a mysterious question mark, which is a little blurry on a cloudy and rainy day.

   "To make things mysterious."

but--

  Will Zuoduo come to be a dance instructor?

  Jiang Li'an calculated his itinerary and felt that there was little hope, so he tapped his lips with his fingertips, thinking that it would be nice if he were.

   A man and a woman were arguing at the front desk of Yunding Hotel. The more the quarrel became, the more intense the quarrel was. The front desk was anxious to mediate. Seeing Jiang Li'an, he respectfully said, "Miss Jiang."

  ** also obviously greeted her in advance, and the receptionist handed her the pre-booked room card: "I wish you a happy stay."

   However, she didn't notice that she accidentally mixed 1103's room card with 1101's spare room card.

  1101 - Shen Qingzhuo's room.

   Half an hour ago, after the concert, the nine teenagers went back to the dressing room to remove their makeup.

   Shen Qingzhuo leaned on the chair and let the makeup artist put his hands up and down on his face, and his breathing gradually became even and long.

   The makeup artist looked at the delicate facial features in front of him with a naturally thick face, and couldn't help but sigh, this skin is too good, it's whiter than a girl!

   "Let's go, my ancestors, go back to Yunding Hotel and have a good sleep."

  The agent came over: "Yes, that's it, with eyes closed, I don't mind if you want to sleep in a chair all night."

  Shen Qingzhuo's ears moved slightly, opened his eyes, and stood up straight, half asleep and half awake, his voice still a little hoarse: "Let's go."

  The teenagers walked out of the corridor, laughing and laughing, and two girls suddenly rushed out of the corner.

   "Boo God, I'm your fan!"

  Yuan Shilan put on her makeup on purpose, her brows and eyes were soft and pleasant, she pressed down her excitement, and her face was a little red, "I was sitting in the second row in Area A just now at the concert."

  Babyface also spoke up, shouting, "Boo God, I'm your fan too!"

  Shen Qingzhuo wore a black mask, only a pair of azure blue eyes were exposed under the broken hair, the eyelashes were perched like butterfly wings, and the shadow was lowered, and the eyes had no focus and were cold.

  Yuan Shilan's eyes were scorching, staring straight at Shen Qingzhuo, the first time she had such a close contact with an idol, looking at the young man's indifferent eyebrows, felt that his heart was about to jump out, and handed out the cross stitch in anticipation.

   "This is a gift I specially prepared for you. It took me four months to embroider, and I did it all by myself. Do you like it?"

   She said, trying to get close to the boy, deliberately bent over to reveal a soft arc, and the perfume sprayed on her body was very scheming.

  Shen Qingzhuo took a half step back.

   The agent stood in front of her calmly, and took the gift from Yuan Shilan with a smile.

   "It's too much trouble, it's hard work for you, it's not too early, it's dark outside, pay attention to safety on the road."

   Seeing that Shen Qingzhuo didn't take it personally, Yuan Shilan's eyelashes concealed the disappointment in her eyes, and she left unwillingly. She looked over to Shen Qingzhuo and made a request.

   "We've been waiting for you for a day, can the gods sign us?"

   (end of this chapter)