Mad Dog

Chapter 11

"Uh, you can search for keywords about this meeting on Weibo and see, maybe there will be fans who grab the tickets and sell them at a higher price, or there are those who can't go and change hands."

Basically, this is the case in every celebrity meeting, concert, this meeting, and that meeting, and all the effort is hand speed and financial resources.

In the next few days, except for class, writing papers and doing experiments, Zhiqi basically stared at her mobile phone.

When I saw fans who had issued tickets, I went to a private message to ask - I was almost deceived by scalpers.

Zhi Qi is a girl with a strong sense of copyright, and always adheres to the principle of not buying scalpers.

It's just another half a month later, as the meeting time is getting closer and closer, she hasn't got a ticket yet, so she can't help but get more and more anxious...

Fortunately, in the end, I met a real fan who couldn't go to the scene for something to issue a ticket on Weibo. After inquiring, Zhiqi agreed to increase the price for her by 200. The two happily went through the process on Xianyu.

The most surprising thing is that the fans who sell tickets are girls from the same city.

The girl with the nickname 'Meixianxian' has been saying enthusiastically on Weibo: "Ah, I'm also near the university town! Let's meet and pay the tickets, okay? Save the postage. ."

This girl really knows how to live, Zhiqi couldn't help laughing, and agreed with a smile.

After chatting with Meixianxian, the smile on the girl's lips continued, and as usual, she went to Weibo to send Jiang Qi a private message Shudong—

[I got a ticket for the meetup. ]

[See you on the eighteenth, little dolphin. ]

[DAY.58. ]

...

When Qiu Mi, who was used to reading private messages from Zhixi, saw this, a puzzled 'question mark' appeared in her mind.

When did their brother Qi have such a cute nickname? Little dolphin? These fans are really creative.

However, the venue for this meeting is not very big, there are only more than 2,000 tickets, this girl is really good at getting it, the text is so gentle, I don't know if the person is long and beautiful ?

Unconsciously, Qiu Mi was very curious about this crazy fan named 'Zhixi'.

While she was thinking about it, the mobile phone on her lap made a buzzing sound. Qiu Mi looked down and saw that Jiang Qi threw the mobile phone here, and an unfamiliar number flashed on the screen.

When Jiang Qi went to take pictures, his mobile phone was always thrown here. At this moment, he glanced at Jiang Qi, who was shooting not far away, and picked it up without thinking: "Hello?"

As a result, there was no sound from the other side of the phone.

Qiu Mi waited for a while in doubt, before hearing a soft and soft voice, soft and deliberately tender: "Yes, is it Jiang Qi?"

Qiu Mi was stunned.

The reason is naturally not because it was a call from a woman, but the voice... Wu Nong's soft words with a heavy accent, biting at the end, very strong personal characteristics, it is unforgettable after hearing it. Isn't the voice the latest popular flower, Yue Yuan?

Qiu Mi was originally a member of Shen Lei's team. He was in the entertainment industry at a young age. Although he was temporarily sent to take care of Jiang Qi's daily life, he was actually in the 'assistant' place. Aspects are quite professional.

Like at this moment, he could hear Yue Yuan's voice at once, and hesitantly asked: "Is it ... Miss Yue?"

How could Yue Yuan know Jiang Qi's personal mobile phone number and called him? Could it be his own hallucination?

"Well, it's me." And Yue Yuan over there has already agreed, and there seems to be a little embarrassment in her light smile: "Is Jiang Qi there?"

"Ah, uh, are you looking for Brother Qi?" Qiu Mi's tongue was knotted, and she felt that she had asked a nonsense, Yue Yuan had called the door, can she still find herself without looking for Jiang Qi? Qiu Mi stammered and said, "Miss Yue, that, Brother Qi is taking pictures."

The implication is that it is inconvenient to answer the phone now.

Yue Yuan, who was on the opposite side, seemed to sigh with a pity, bit her tail lightly and said quietly: "Okay, thank you."

Hang up.

Qiu Mi was stunned by the blind tone of the 'dudu' mobile phone for a long time before she regained her senses. A thousand grass and mud horses whizzed past side by side, and the fluid in her blood vessels was boiling unwillingly. .

Holy shit, Yue Yuan called Jiang Qi, and pretended to be shy and wanted to refuse to welcome it... If this was revealed, it would be on the hot search, right?

When Qiu Mi came back, he stared at Jiang Qi blankly, his eyes seemed to grow on a boy.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but glance at him, his voice was cold: "What are you looking at?"

"...Brother Qi." Qiu Mi hesitated, but asked, "Do you know Yue Yuan?"

Yue Yuan? Jiang Qi frowned and shook his head: "I don't know."

He had already forgotten the girl he met by chance half a month ago.

"That's not right." Qiu Mi was stunned: "Then why did Yue Yuan call you?"

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Qi was not interested in knowing who Yue Yuan was, and hurriedly urged Qiu Mi: "Quickly remove your makeup."

What is the theme of 'Gloomy Oil Painting' today, the greasy hairspray on his hair and the heavy makeup on his face are annoying.

...

Qiu Mi was speechless and got up to help Jiang Qi remove her makeup.

As an assistant like him, he naturally has three heads and six arms, and has to do everything.

When removing makeup, Qiu Mi's subordinate is Jiang Qi's delicately carved face, evil and not juvenile, close at hand, when the light-colored pupils are swayed by the light. , indifferent and distant.

Qiu Mi felt that he was a big man, and sometimes he couldn't hold back his thoughts.

It wouldn't be surprising if anyone likes such a face, anyone.

Why Yue Yuan called the mystery, it seemed that the mystery was solved at once, and Qiu Mi even had a sense of pride.

"Brother." Qiu Mi eagerly tried to talk to Jiang Qi. Thinking of the private message from Zhiqi before, she couldn't help laughing. He asked, "Do you like dolphins?"

When Jiang Qi heard this sudden question, he slowly opened his closed eyes, and Liuli narrowed his eyes slightly.

If Qiu Mi asked about kittens and puppies, it was normal, but dolphins, a relatively uncommon animal, asked him if he liked it...

Jiang Qi didn't know what to think of, his eyes flashed a little sadness, and his voice was light: "Why ask this?"

"It's nothing." Qiu Mi replied casually: "It's just that among your fans, brother, there are people who call you little dolphins. You don't think it's strange, oh..."

Halfway through what Qiu Mi said, she was taken aback by Jiang Qi's sudden standing up.

In Qiu Mi's stunned look, Jiang Qi heard his voice almost hard, like a mute full of anticipation that his life was hanging by a thread—

"Who... who called?"

He knew that there was only one person who would call him 'little dolphin', and that was Zhiqi.