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Chapter 302 Spring Festival Gala Rehearsal

"Good brother, you're a little weak."

CCTV's backstage was in chaos, and the big stars who were hard to see usually have their mystery removed, and their emotions and desires remain the same.

Ordinary people are performing shows, and these people make connections.

Mian Chalun sat in the corner with a cold and arrogant look, a little introverted. It was not that no one came to talk to him, but that there were too many. He had a dull personality and his sweatshirt and hat covered his head, so he ignored anyone.

Han Qiao sat down and looked at Mian Chalun's dark circles, a little worried about Kun Ling's happiness.

Feeling the powerful arms around his shoulders, Michalun's hoodie hat was removed, and seeing it was Han Qiao, shrugging his shoulders, and the basketball charge posture hit Han Qiao, showing off his muscles: "If you want to try it, you have the chance to play basketball together."

"OK."

Chou Jie's three-piece treasure, basketball, games, and milk tea.

Han Qiao thought that this was my first time on the Spring Festival Gala, and he had to have a sense of ownership and was nonsense: "How are you doing with Yilin recently? Have you confessed?"

"Where are...we are good friends..." Zhou Jielun's innocent young man denied it.

"Really not?" Han Qiao wondered, Jolin Tsai was so obvious.

"No..." Jay Chou shook his head, a little cool: "Friends are the best, so friends can't do it when they get it."

"You can't do this!"

"Then what do you think of?" Jay Chou remembered that Han Qiao had three girlfriends.

"I just have too little experience with girls."

Han Qiao put his hand on Brother Zhou's shoulder and taught by example. This matter is clear and he should not be too simple to teach Zhou Jie to fall in love.

Jay Chou couldn't hold it anymore, and he opened his eyes: "Is this really OK?"

"Of course." Han Qiao was squeaking.

"Hanqiao."

Li Fei was holding a skirt, with a camera hanging around her neck, and smiling at the ends of her eyebrows. She came out to breathe, but she didn't expect to see her idol.

Then Luoluo stretched out his hand generously and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Hello, Jay Chou, I am Li Fei, I like your songs very much."

"Thanks."

"Can you sign an autograph?"

"Of course it's OK."

Li Fei said, holding the hem of her skirt, her big watery eyes blinked at Han Qiao.

Han Qiao was very sensible and gave in.

Li Fei smiled gently, her slender waist swayed, and sat between the two. The girl was really socially awesome. She fiddled with the camera and forced the two to take a photo.

The evening dress was light and the girl had a faint perfume smell. After taking the photo, Li Fei was very interested in Jay Chou and was looking for topics.

Han Qiao looked at the crampedness that was visible to Zhou Jielun, dealing with difficulties, sweating, and looking at him asking for help.

Han Qiao's eyes signaled.

come on.

……………………

8:30 pm.

In a private tavern in HD, Han Qiao took Buffett Zhao, pushed open the door of the private room, looked around, and the atmosphere in the private room was warm.

The tavern is in the style of Rishi, with the cherry blossom screen and the sound of the piano. Everyone took off their shoes and sat on the ground.

"Hanqiao."

"Sisi."

Liu Yifei has long hair shawls, a little plump face, plenty of heating, a simple wool shirt, light-colored jeans, and youthful and lively. She is only sixteen years old now, but she is a beauty. When she saw Han Qiao, Liu Yue's eyebrows were bent and greeted her softly.

Han Qiao smiled: "Director Zhang, I happened to meet Buffett Zhao in the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal, so don't mind together."

The bearded man was chatting with Hu Jun. Hearing this, he stood up and said enthusiastically: "Brother Han, please be polite."

"Hello."

Buffett Zhao smiled and twisted his bag: "Come uninvited, I'll bother you."

A few greetings.

Liu Yifei took a sip with a cup of water, moistened her dry lips and saw that no one was paying attention. She held it and said, "Han Qiao, how is the movie going on recently?"

Han Qiao was a little surprised. Liu Yifei looked cold, but his eyebrows were a little as a girl. He smiled and said, "It's okay, little girl, don't imitate adults."

"you……"

"Ignore you."

Liu Yifei gritted his teeth in anger.

Big Tail Wolf, how big you are, you are still 20 years old!

As various dishes were served, the atmosphere became relaxed after a few glasses of wine, and the bearded man smiled: "The Tianlong Ba Ministry has finished the filming, and there was no finalizing banquet at that time, so I will make up for it today."

"Producer Zhang, about when will it be broadcast? Is there a TV station?" Gao Hu put down his wine glass.

The bearded man was in a good mood and had a rosy face: "It will be broadcast in March next year. The TV station is currently in Zhejiang Province, Liaoning Province, and also in major provinces."

"Three stars in one play."

Han Qiao couldn't help but be happy. These days, there are only a few TV series that have really appeared on the stars, let alone three stars in one drama.

Now.

The atmosphere became even more lively. A TV series is not only about hard work, but also about the actor's fortunes and lives.

The quality of the Tianlong Bazi is good.

The TV stations broadcasting also have strength, and it is almost foreseeable that everyone will benefit from this drama to varying degrees.

Wine and chat.

Han Qiao toasted a few glasses of wine, and as the glass of rice wine became empty, a glass filled up, and smiled: "Sister."

The private room has sufficient heating.

Liu Xiaoli has a big wavy curl, a white slim one-piece wool skirt, a symmetrical and slender figure, a kneeling posture, a tight waistline, a charming back line, and a slender legs wrapped in fleshy stockings.

Looking at Han Qiao's wine glass.

Liu Xiaoli looked sharp and warned Han Qiao while no one was paying attention. She immediately hummed with a calm nose: "I won't drink."

Han Qiao was too lazy to be accustomed to it. While no one was paying attention, he poked Liu Xiaoli's fleshy soles, soft, his nails were scratching the stockings, and the texture of Sasha was scared. Liu Xiaoli was so beautiful that she couldn't control the wine glass she was holding. With the sound of "punch", the wine glass fell on the table.

Splashes everywhere.

"Cough cough, sorry, this tea is a little hot." Liu Xiaolixin raised her throat, her face turned pale, she retracted her feet, endured the numbness of the soles of her feet, and calmed her mind.

Han Qiao is very bold.

"Mom, are you okay?" Liu Yifei asked with concern.

"It's okay." Han Qiao packed up and poured a cup of tea: "Sister, the tea is no longer hot this time, you have to serve it."

"Thank you." Liu Xiaoli looked at Han Qiao's tragic look, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.

In just over an hour.

Liu Xiaoli was unstable and was on guard against Han Qiao, but Han Qiao was like a gentleman, with her eyes not squinting and her back was straight.

Talk and laugh.

The bearded man is very concerned about Han Qiao's movies. After all, Han Qiao's movies are first introduced than Tianlongba. If Han Qiao's movie fails, Tianlongba will also be affected: "Han Qiao, I heard that your movie will run into Stephen Chow's movie this time. If you need help, please mention it."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang."

Han Qiao really has: "It will be released then, so I hope Brother Zhang will say more good things."

"It's easy to say." The bearded man agreed readily.

Almost all the top stars were sitting here. Han Qiao sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman. The wine was in place and invited to support the premiere.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Everyone goes back to their homes.

The streets are deserted.

Han Qiao waved goodbye and his head was drunk.

Liu Xiaoli's high heels and her feet were messy. She looked for Han Qiao regardless of Liu Yifei, and she quickly left as if she was running away.

The noise dissipated.

Hanqiao lit the smoke and prepared to slowly.

In just a few minutes.

In the dim light, Liu Yifei ran over with a hurried look. When he saw Han Qiao, his nervous expression suddenly relaxed and he was panting: "Han Qiao, fortunately you haven't. Go and see, something happened to my mother."

Han Qiao didn't say anything, throwing the cigarette on the ground and stomping it out: "Where?"

"It's right in the parking lot in front." Liu Yifei was so anxious that he almost cried, speaking incoherently, and grabbed Han Qiao's hand: "Hurry up."

Han Qiao rushed to the parking lot with Liu Yifei.

The parking lot was in a mess, and a small white bridge car collided with a Hummer.

The Hummer driver was big and thick, with a waist like a bucket, with a fat face, a gold watch on his thick wrist, and a colorful breast on his lower back, and his speech was very heavy: "Female driver, no matter how you drive, you can hit him."

Liu Yifei pulled a handful of hair, and she was unconscious all night. Unexpectedly, there was a car accident and shouted irritably: "What's wrong with the female driver? Why are you yelling? I'll give it to you for the money."

Said.

He pulled out his own bag and pulled out a small stack of red banknotes: "Is these enough?"

"Stinky girl, do you think you have two stinky money." The Hummer driver drank a lot of wine, took the money with a fat hand, threw it on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, and spit it hard: "Today I will tell you that money is not omnipotent."

It's almost time to take action.

Han Qiao yelled: "The police are here."

The fat driver raised his hand and was stunned. The next moment, Han Qiao hugged Liu Xiaoli. Liu Xiaoli was distracted and did not notice. Han Qiao opened the car door, stuffed Liu Xiaoli into the car, turned around and smiled at Liu Yifei: "Take good care of your sister, I will deal with it here."

"Yeah." Liu Yifei was worried about his mother's injury, so he looked at the fat driver and said worriedly: "Don't fight."

Watching the two get into the car.

"Who are you?" The fat driver glanced at Han Qiao, guessing that he was not an opponent, and his tone softened: "Brother, it's not me that you said, your sister is too insulting."

"It's just money. I've driven a Hummer, and I'm not going to have her a little bit of crooked melons and cracked."

"I'm sorry." Han Qiao was also very happy to handle this: "It's so late, it's cold, you can handle it, but the beauties around you can't. This is indeed our problem. In this way, I will leave you a phone number and my assistant will deal with any losses."

The fat driver was stunned.

People are all imposing. Han Qiao is obviously not an ordinary person.

He took advantage of the steps and went down: "Okay, it's up to you. If it weren't for my girlfriend's sake, I would have to make arguing."

Han Qiao handled the accident well.

Turning back and opening the car door, Liu Xiaoli came to her senses and saw Han Qiao with sharp eyes and angrily: "What are you doing here?"

"Mom, I found Han Qiao, I'm afraid something happened to you." Liu Yifei said quickly.

"I'm fine." Liu Xiaoli looked forward with a cold face: "I will transfer the money to you when the time comes."

"Xixi, wear your seat belt."

"Mom..." Liu Yifei said dissatisfied: "Han Qiao helped us, we can't be like this."

"What attitude should I do?" Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth: "If it weren't for him, how could I be so embarrassed today."

"Mom." Liu Yifei shouted: "Don't make trouble. It's obvious that you hit someone else, what does this matter have to do with Han Qiao."

"Liu Xixi!"

"Give me now, sit down immediately!" Liu Xiaoli glared and almost gritted her teeth: "Listen, I know you have a good impression of Han Qiao. Unless I die, you will die as soon as possible."

"Mom, what's wrong with you today!" Liu Yifei's face was like a fire: "You are unreasonable, I..."

"That..." Han Qiao was a little embarrassed and leaned his head: "Sister, Xixi..."

"Han Qiao, get out." Liu Xiaoli's eyes widened and her tone was cold.

Han Qiao's face turned dark: "Sister, I think you may have misunderstood."

After saying that.

He opened the car door, sat down, and smiled: "Sister, I remember that you should have never forgotten the last time you invited me to visit..."

“The moonlight is good today.”

"You..." Liu Xiaoli's face was so embarrassed that she looked at Han Qiao's mouth from the rearview mirror and smiled. She couldn't help but feel chilled. This devil.

"Mom, is this happening?" Liu Yifei looked at his mother, then looked at Han Qiao, confused.

Liu Xiaoli hates Han Qiao so much, how could she invite him to visit?

"You're right." Liu Xiaoli looked expressionless and fastened her seat belt: "Xiqian, sit down, we're back home."

"Oh." Liu Yifei retracted his head and honestly. After a few minutes, his eyebrows stretched out and he lay on the back of the car, looking at Han Qiao: "Han Qiao, will you play the Legend of Sword and Fairy?"

"Clang."

The car swayed.

Liu Yifei screamed in fear and sat down quickly.

"I won't be able to act." Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli's side face.

"oh."

The car arrived at the villa.

As the car door opened, Liu Xiaoli stroked her hair in her ears: "Xiqian, go in first, Han Qiao and I will deal with what happened just now."

"It's cold outside, can you say no when you go in?"

"Are you my mom or I'm your mom."

"Oh." Liu Yifei saw that his mother was really angry, so he turned around and closed the door.

The villa garden is quiet.

Under dim lights.

Liu Xiaoli stepped on high heels and looked cold. Without saying a word, she walked to Han Qiao and slapped Han Qiao in the face. She looked at her eyes tightly and clenched her fingers: "I warn you, I will definitely kill you."

Han Qiao touched her cheek, and the slap was really fierce. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, pressing against Liu Xiaoli, and holding Liu Xiaoli's thin wrist with both hands: "Sister, your hands are so soft, it's not for hitting people."

"You..." Liu Xiaoli's chest was bulging and she struggled desperately. Han Qiao's hands were like steel bars, and her face was instantly congested: "You beast who lacks maternal love, demon, why don't you die?"

"Sister, you're overdoing it."

"It was clearly the deal you proposed, but you blamed me for satisfying your wish." Han Qiao's fingers slid down Liu Xiaoli's cheeks, curled her hair behind her ears, and smiled out of the corner of her mouth: "My wife, now the transaction has begun."

"Enjoy it."

Han Qiao let go of Liu Xiaoli, touched her cheek, and stretched out her hand: "Sister, please."

"Sooner or later you will pay the price." Liu Xiaoli rubbed her wrists. Han Qiao was simply a devil. She took a deep breath and stepped on the cold pebbles on her high heels, and her voice was cold: "I said, I can only decide the time. If you dare today, I don't mind letting Lao Chen come and take a look."

Han Qiao liked to see Liu Xiaoli's fearless look and shrugged: "Sister, you don't want Xixi to know about our relationship."

"You..." Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth: "Very good, you are very good."

mock up.

The fatal hole is tightly grasped.

Liu Xiaoli was so angry that she was going crazy. Last time she was confused and made a big mistake. Now she was unable to stop the water. She could only hope that Han Qiao would not go too far. She walked towards the villa with her legs angrily.

Han Qiao followed behind.

Liu Xiaoli has a slim figure, her shoulders are as if she is slim, her long wavy hair is draped over her shoulders, her beautiful back is charming, her slender and well-proportioned legs, under her wool skirt, flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her calves, and her high heels are straight. When she walks, she shakes her step by step and step on the tip of the boy's heart.

He is usually dignified and elegant, but also has mature charm.

Liu Xiaoli tried her best to control her movement curve. Han Qiao's eyes were like a ray of light on her back, as if she was a ruler, holding a small sachet and walking very fast.

With the sound of high heels, wipe them.

Liu Xiaoli's face was fading, and she felt a torn pain from her ankle. She staggered and was about to fall down.

Han Qiao caught it and smiled: "Sister, why do you always sprain your ankle in front of me?"

"Let me go." Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth in pain, and was so unlucky that she punched Han Qiao in the stomach with her arm.

"Okay." Han Qiao let go and looked at Liu Xiaoli with interest.

Liu Xiaoli touched her legs and limped. Her ankle hurt so much that she was sweating profusely. After walking a few steps, her lips were blue and white.

The next moment.

The sky is spinning.

He grabbed his hands subconsciously.

Han Qiao hugged Liu Xiaoli across the waist and put her hands on her hips. She said, "Sister, if you keep moving, I can't explain it clearly."

Liu Xiaoli was immediately honest.

Arrive in front of the door.

Han Qiao put down Liu Xiaoli, rang the doorbell, and as the door suddenly opened, Liu Yifei's hair was hanging down, and his hand was placed on the door handle.

"What are you looking at?" Han Qiao helped Liu Xiaoli: "Sister sprained her ankle, go and take the medical box."

"Mom, are you okay?" Liu Yifei ran into the room.

Han Qiao sat down with Liu Xiaoli, reached out and held Liu Xiaoli's little feet in her hand. It was urgent to wait. Her fingers were hooked and she tore them. The flesh-colored stockings turned to pieces and pressed their fingers against her snow-white ankles.

All this is in a flash.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously leaned back and came to her senses. Her feet were cool. She subconsciously twisted her toes and growled in shame and roared: "What are you doing? Don't let go."

"No." Han Qiao Zhengrenjun: "Sister, you are injured and you must deal with it immediately."

"Sisi will handle it."

"Xixi can't handle it well."

"Then why are you tearing my stockings?"

"Sister, you're stupid." Han Qiao looked funny: "How can I help my sister press it through the stockings?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Han Qiao patted Liu Xiaoli's calves and gently pressed her ankles.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously retracted her legs and pulled her hands: "You let me go, no need."

"Bang."

Liu Xiaoli's eyes widened, incredible, and her body tensed up in an instant. She touched her butt and growled in her throat: "Are you crazy?"

"I see you are crazy." Han Qiao ignored it: "After a while, you don't want her to see it."

Liu Xiaoli lost her strength and hid on the sofa, with a cold face, looking at Han Qiao squinted her feet, and her fingers pressed on sensitive acupoints.

Han Qiao felt Liu Xiaoli's legs tremble slightly. Liu Xiaoli's jade feet were slender, her toes were round as garlic, her back was white and delicate, and almost transparent. You could clearly see the tender and green tendons in her skin color, and her toes were chubby, soft and elastic.

Han Qiao pressed slowly.

"Hanqiao, the medical box is here." Liu Yifei held the medical box.

Han Qiao looked for red wine: "Xiqian, go and prepare a cold towel."

"oh."

Liu Xiaoli watched Liu Yifei disappear and said in a cold tone: "You are such a good slave. You are very happy to hold your stinky feet, right?"

"Sister, when did your mouth be as soft as your hands?"

"You..." Liu Xiaoli was so embarrassed and angry: "No more talk about this."

"It depends on your performance." Han Qiao smiled: "Sister, look, we are friends and comrades-in-arms, and we don't want Xixi to know if it's right."

"Don't mention her." Liu Xiaoli was used to Han Qiao pressing her feet, holding her chest with both hands, and looking cold: "If your fans knew you were holding the old mother's smelly feet..."

"Sister, you're stubborn again."

Han Qiao pressed hard, and Liu Xiaoli suddenly burst into pain, her body was weak, her eyebrows were frowning, and her teeth were biting her red lips.

"Look, you are obviously suffering, why did you have to do the opposite of me?" Han Qiao's movement was gentle: "Follow me, you will be happy."

"I'm happy with you, uncle." Liu Xiaoli shook the big waves and cursed fiercely: "A beast who lacks maternal love."

Han Qiao's face was cold and he was not polite. Liu Xiaoli was sweating, with a tense face and fierce eyes, but she just refused to admit defeat.

"Mom, why are you sweating so much?" Liu Yifei touched her with distress.

"Mom is fine." Liu Xiaoli was weak.

Han Qiao took the cold towel and rubbed it slowly. Liu Yifei looked at it for a while and couldn't sit still and shouted, "Han Qiao, I'll do it, thank you."

"What are you messing with?" Han Qiao snorted coldly: "Can you knead it?"

"But." Liu Yifei's butt caught fire, and Liu Xiaoli's feet were just rubbed by Han Qiao. Seeing her terrified, she said without saying anything: "No, Han Qiao, I'll do it."

"Sister, you said?"

Han Qiao looked threatening with eyes.

"Siqian stop making trouble, let Han Qiao come." Liu Xiaoli wanted to draw her sword and kill Han Qiao. Looking at Liu Yifei, she turned her head away, and the big waves covered her face: "Xiqian, go back to your room to sleep, Han Qiao is leaving soon."

"No," Liu Yifei broke out: "Mom, you don't hate Han Qiao the most."

Han Qiao was unhappy: "I was so far away and helped deal with the car accident and had to help deal with the sprained ankle."

"Han Qiao, I didn't mean that." Liu Yifei felt that she was thinking too much, so she sat on the sofa, holding her cheek with bare hands, and her eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)