You Are My Only Love

Rose thorns.

The theme of the latest issue of "Cyan" magazine.

The pictorial characters on the cover are Ji Qingwan and Sheng Yu.

At twelve o'clock noon, the official WeChat account of "Cyan" magazine opened the pre-sale of electronic journals and the purchase of physical store services on time.

One hour later, the sales volume of electronic journals had exceeded thousands.

The top three searched words on Weibo were quickly replaced within a few minutes.

#晚总美玉画报绝配#

#《青色》画报#

#玫瑰 Thorns#

But under the impact of many netizens, the Weibo system collapsed for three minutes. Everyone noticed that the official Weibo of "Cyan" magazine released a new Weibo.

--【News Express! Today, our protagonist @季清晚@盛瑜v, the pictorial of the beautiful cry, knowing that you are not satisfied, we are about to unlock the live behind-the-scenes interview! Everyone is at six o'clock tonight, remember to follow us to check for gifts! ! {Tongue out}{dog head}]

The interview time was six o'clock. Ji Qing arrived at the shooting site of the "Cyan" company at five o'clock in the evening. After she took Xia Xia to greet the staff, the person in charge led her to the dressing room.

"Mr. Wan, these are the contents of the interview."

Xia Xia handed her the questions she had received. Ji Qingwan was ready to look, sitting on the sofa and reaching out to take the paper.

She lowered her head and turned over a few pages, and she wrung her brows, "Why are there so many?"

Xia Xia touched her nose, "They said they would ask ten random questions in it."

Ji Qingwan raised his eyebrows, "Where is the meaning of this for us?"

Xia Xia blinked and said nonsense: "Let you try to see if you can catch fish in the sea."

Ji Qingwan smiled softly, and put the paper beside him, "You brought this over just after you went out for so long?"

"No." Xia Xia smiled and looked at her, "I also inquired that they might ask you some personal questions later."

Ji Qingwan was not surprised, "Like what?"

Xia Xia shook her head, "They won't tell me."

"Then you can only respond according to circumstances." Ji Qingwan responded casually, turning his head to see the screen of Xia Xia's phone, a little helpless, "Why are you still watching this?"

The electronic magazine of "Cyan" is in the mobile phone. After Xia Xia finished buying and opening it by hand-speed payment, when she flipped through the photos, her mouth kept sighing.

But especially when turning to that group of Ji Qingwan wearing a red skirt and veil, and Sheng Yu in a blues suit pictorial, Xia Xia directly exploded.

The men and women in the photo lowered and raised their eyes, they met and looked at each other.

But Ji Qingwan was the one who took the initiative. She leaned forward, dressed in a red veil, and raised her head close to his lower lip, seeming to kiss, but she wanted to refuse to welcome her.

And Sheng Yu half-folded his eyes and showed a sense of abstinence, with a faint expression, as if he didn't care about the beauty in front of him, dressed in a meticulous dark blue suit, and full of abstinence.

The two exquisite looks match, but the costume design is more visually striking.

Red and blue collided.

The beauty of the red and beautiful regional style is like a rose.

The eyes are fascinating, hooking the heart of the indifferent and ruthless man.

Can be thorny.

Xia Xia really sighed every time she saw this group of photos. She was also watching the shooting at the time, but she always felt that she might have been with a fake scene. Why didn't she see that Meiyu and Mr. Wan were so matched!

I really want to knock CP!

"Mr. Wan, I can see death in this photo, it's really beautiful!"

The screen turned off automatically, Xia Xia was talking a little excited, waving her wrist, the phone sensing screen turned on again.

Ji Qingwan glanced sharply at her mobile phone and squinted: "Your lock screen..."

When she found out, Xia Xia grabbed her phone and shook her head excitedly and said, "No, Mr. Wan, you are wrong."

These words and actions are obviously trying to cover up.

"Oh." Ji Qingwan nodded calmly, "I think I was right."

When the voice fell, she stretched out her hand to Xia Xia, palm up, her chin slightly lifted, "Take me to confirm."

Xia Xia looked at the white and slender hand in front of her, and looked up at her. She wanted to struggle for a while, but finally put her phone on silently.

The screen lights up, and the conspicuous lock screen wallpaper comes into view.

Above is another group of photos in the pictorial. It should have been Ji Qingwan holding Sheng Yu and holding flowers. The two looked at the camera indifferently, but the woman on the lock screen changed.

Xia Xia put her face up.

It looks like that.

Ji Qingwan tapped the phone screen, raised his eyebrows amusedly: "How much do you like Sheng Yu?"

Xia Xia thought she was angry, and quickly explained, "Mr. Wan, don't get me wrong that I didn't deliberately poke you off, I just itch my hands and try to see how I am with Meiyu, don't be angry!"

"What makes me angry?" Ji Qingwan returned her phone. "I understand that you are a fan, but you are also my assistant. The public's attention will also be on you, so pay attention to it next time. ..."

She glanced at the people on the lock screen, and looked up at Xia Xia for a moment: "Don't deceive yourself too much."

Xia Xia: "...?"

Is this what people say?

"Knocking."

The dressing room was knocked, and Xia Xia, who had just changed the wallpaper, went to open the door.

The staff outside said hello and motioned: "Miss Ji, we can start."

Ji Qing night nodded and said hello, got up and followed the people out to the scene.

There was a group of staff members outside the interview area, and some girls were still covering their faces and staring at the front, as if they were excited and shy.

Ji Qingwan was still a little strange, and only discovered the reason as he approached.

A coffee table and sofa were placed on the scene, and the backdrop was the logo of the magazine.

And there was a man sitting on the side of the sofa, his brows frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed, his expression was cold, and the noise and irritation surrounding him were suppressed.

When Ji Qing came up late, he noticed that he raised his eyelids, and there were a few big words written in his eyes-"Why is it so slow?"

The young master was obviously upset.

Ji Qingwan decisively chose not to speak.

She walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and the makeup artist stepped forward to tidy up her styling.

The noise in the outer circle gradually amplified after Ji Qingwan arrived.

Ji Qingwan looked at the opposite machine, and asked: "Can you keep your voice down?"

The person in charge at the front was puzzled: "What?"

Ji Qingwan raised his chin slightly and smiled: "The little fans behind, be quiet, I'm disturbing your beautiful jade."

After the voice fell, the noisy sound rang for a second, then there was instantaneous silence, and the person beside him raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Can't tell?" Ji Qingwan looked over at him, "helping you feel better."

Sheng Yu didn't understand, "Huh?"

"Your expression was too fierce." Ji Qingwan said with a smile, "I'm afraid Teacher Sheng can't help but beat me."

Sheng Yu: "..."

At six o'clock, the live interview started on time.

Although the format is live broadcast, Ji Qingwan and Sheng Yu are just a normal interview process. The live broadcast barrage is received by the interviewer and then asked outside the camera. The two people on the scene only need to answer briefly.

After Ji Qingwan and Sheng Yu briefly introduced themselves at the opening, thousands of people have already entered the mobile live broadcast room.

【I am first! the first! 】

[Fuck, it's actually live broadcast! 】

[Meiyu! ! ! I want to take a screenshot! ! 】

[Blow up this pictorial! ! Everyone wants to buy it! 】

[Uuuuuu, the night is always beautiful! 】

The interviewer glanced at the barrage, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise the first question without delay.

"How did you feel when you learned that the other party was your shooting partner?"

Here, Ji Qingwan first replied, "Of course it is a pleasant surprise. Teacher Sheng Yusheng is so handsome and popular. Of course I am happy and excited to cooperate with me."

This was very natural, Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said nothing.

However, the camera did not miss him, and there were a lot of barrage.

[Hahahahaha, please take a look at Meiyu's expression. 】

[Smiling night: my rainbow fart is really good:)]

[Meiyu: Oh, woman. 】

[Meiyu! Don't think you can make small moves without interviewing you! 】

The microphone was given to Sheng Yu, but the young master said slowly, "Same as Teacher Ji Qingwan said, happy and excited."

The answer was obviously perfunctory, but the interviewer didn't force him to say anything more. He nodded and asked the next question, "The magazine is officially pre-sold today, and each set of photos is wonderful. Do you have a favorite among all the pictorials? "

This time it was Sheng Yu's turn to answer first, and Ji Qingwan turned his head slightly to look at him.

Young Master Sheng frowned when he heard the words, seeming to be thinking. After a moment of indulgence, he tilted his head and asked the people around him, "Is there the one with the hijab?"

"...?"

Ji Qingwan kept smiling firmly, "Teacher Sheng meant the one that lifted the veil, right?"

"Oh." Sheng Yu nodded, looked straight into the camera and said casually, "If you like it, lift the veil."

A string of question marks and exclamation points popped up on the barrage.

[Flip the hijab? ? ? Where's the hijab? 】

[Fuck it, wouldn't the hijab be the married hijab that I understand? ? ? 】

[Miyu, you are wrong, it's a veil! ! veil! ! 】

[Mr. Wan: Damn it, scared me to death, my fame is almost gone. 】

[Hahahahaha, Meiyu, how much do you want to get married! 】

[The red veil is said to be a hijab, no one is there hahahahahahaha]

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has soared to several million in an instant, but the interview time is not long. After asking a few simple questions, the interviewer first asked Ji Qingwan a single question.

"This is the first cooperation between you and Mr. Sheng Yu. During the filming, was there anything that moved you? Or is it your ideal type?"

Ji Qingwan looked at the interviewer and curled his lips, "This question is a bit difficult to answer."

Interviewer: "But you still need to answer."

Personal questions are waiting here.

Ji Qingwan put one hand on his knee, tapping his fingertips as if nothing, and said slowly, "Of course there is a heartbeat."

Sheng Yu's eyelids were half drooping, and then she heard her raising a light tone and saying, "If I don't move, wouldn't I be dead early?"

Somehow, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Steal the concept, play word games.

The interviewer was stunned, and she couldn't refute Ji Qingwan's words, "What about the ideal type?"

The end of Ji Qingwan's eyes was raised half-pointed, wink wink at the camera, "This is a secret."

[Ah ah ah ah, night manager, I'm dead! ! 】

[Mom, this woman is seducing me! 】

[Hey, Yao Yaoling, I want to report the crime, here is the thieves, ah ah ah ah. 】

【Wait a minute! Meiyu next to him actually laughed! Wow! For a lifetime! 】

[Meiyu, what do you mean by smiling? Why do you make that kind of petting smile! ! 】

The ideal type is not easy to answer, is it right? She doesn't answer at all.

The interviewer didn't get the answer, and was disappointed for a while. He took the question card and asked the last few questions honestly. When he thought it was about to end, the editor-in-chief beside him suddenly handed her a piece of paper.

She took a look, her eyes brightened, and she turned to the two people on the scene and said, "All the questions have been asked, but there is one additional question left for Teacher Sheng Yu. You can choose to answer or not. Reply."

Ji Qingwan felt deceitful intuition, and turned his head to look at him.

And the young master nodded indifferently, "Just ask."

The interviewer gave a light cough and read the words on the paper, "The night before yesterday, you suddenly liked a picture Weibo posted by the actress Huo Xue. What is the reason?"

When the voice fell, the people around were suddenly shocked with barrage.

[Fuck! ? ? Is it so direct? 】

[Is the Cyan magazine so rigid? ! 】

[Ahhhhh, what should I do, I dare not listen to Meiyu's answer. 】

[Innocent Mr. Wan: Why take me? 】

[Yes, Ji Qingwan is also a party, right? 】

[Gosh, I have to eat melons to watch a live broadcast! 】

The focus of the scene was all on the man in the shed, but when he heard the question, he just raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Sheng Yu didn't answer. Everyone's expressions were instantly disappointed. Ji Qingwan felt relieved inexplicably. The interviewer's excitement also dropped by more than half. It doesn't matter if you just want to say that you don't answer.

The man sitting on the sofa suddenly raised his faint voice and said, "The reason for the praise is."

He lifted his eyes, and the dark pupils on the ends of his eyes swept over the people around him as if nothing, and finally landed on the camera.

Everyone saw in the camera, the corners of the man's lips evoked a sloppy smile, and the ending sound bitten, "Because I want to."

The author has something to say: Mr. Ji Wan: "I don't want to:

Sheng Meiyu: "But I think: