Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Immediately, Liu Wanwan and Liu Nanfeng exploded.

[Liu Wanwan: Oh my god my god! I want to spend two days of good time with Ruanruan? ! 】

[Liu Nanfeng: @It’s Xiaoqi, have you booked your flight ticket yet? My sister and I went to find you and set off together? 】

[It's Xiaoqi: Yes. I'll wait until I finish asking the agent. 】

Ruan Qi turned off the phone, raised her head and looked at Shen Wenqian with a mysterious expression.

Shen Wenqian felt terrified at the sight of her.

"Ruan Xiaoqi, who were you talking to just now? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The little girl raised the corner of her mouth, "Brother Shen, I know who is in the e-sports circle."

Shen Wenqian was taken aback.

He suddenly remembered the scandal about having a room with Cao Ye last time, the little girl said that she knew Liu Wanwan from the myq team.

Could it be...

As a six-year-old MyQ fan, Shen Wenqian jumped up from the sofa excitedly.

"Ruan Xiaoqi, are you from the myq team? Isn't that right?!"

The little girl smiled and raised her eyebrows.

Shen Wenqian suddenly jumped onto the sofa with an 'Aww-' sound, looking crazy.

Nie Heng who was sitting on the side looked at him dumbfounded, and moved his butt out cautiously.

Shen Wenqian went crazy for a while before stopping.

He jumped off the sofa and asked out of breath, "Which one from myq is going to record the show? The Goddess of Bend? Yaori? Or Thor?"

Ruan Qi glanced at him in surprise, "Brother Shen, why didn't you guess it was Xiao Qinglong?"

Shen Wenqian looked at her with an idiotic look.

"If my dragon god is willing to appear on the screen, I won't be called a god for four years and no one knows whether he is a man or a woman."

The little girl glanced at her mouth and was about to speak when she saw her manager rushing over and looking at her with extremely longing eyes.

"Ruan Xiaoqi, can you tell Goddess Wanwan to get me a Dragon God's exclusive to lottery? I can buy it! I will pay for any amount!"

"..." The little girl looked at him with complicated emotions, "Do you want Xiao Qinglong to sign? How much is it?"

Shen Wenqian nodded vigorously.

"Then how much can you pay?" the little girl asked again.

Shen Wenqian thought for a while, then gestured with a finger.

Ruan Qi: "Ten thousand?"

"No, no, no! How can I get 10,000 yuan for my Dragon God's signature?" Shen Wenqian raised his hand, "I can offer 100,000 yuan!"

One hundred thousand real money is just for a signature.

Ruan Qi felt that her manager might have an ocean in her mind.

With an indescribable 'tsk', she took out her mobile phone and opened the WeChat payment code.

"Pay now."

Shen Wenqian was taken aback, "Payment? What kind of payment?"

"One hundred thousand yuan." The little girl handed him the QR code, "You transfer the money to me, and I'll sign it for you."

As soon as Shen Wenqian heard that he could get the signature of the Dragon God, he immediately transferred the money regardless.

Ruan Qi looked at the extra 100,000 yuan in the balance of WeChat, and smiled with satisfaction.

She turned off her phone, got up and walked to Shen Wenqian's desk, and opened a drawer familiarly.

In the drawer are neatly stacked postcards surrounding the myq team.

Ruan Qi took out a solo postcard of Xiao Qinglong playing games from it, took off the cap of the signature pen and wrote a few strokes on it.

When Shen Wenqian saw that she had moved around his collection, he became anxious.

"Ruan Xiaoqi, what are you doing..."

Before the words could be spoken, Shen Wenqian's voice stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at the familiar signature on the postcard, his eyes slowly opened wide.

"Ruan Xiaoqi... You, you will imitate the signature of the Dragon God?!"

After finishing the last stroke, the little girl dried the postcard and handed it to him, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Brother Shen, this is not an imitation."

Not an imitation?

"It's not an imitation. Could it be that this signature is real? Are you a Dragon God?"

Shen Wenqian smiled and looked down at the postcard.

At this moment, the faint voice of the little girl suddenly came to my ears.

"I am."

I am...

yes……

what……

Shen Wenqian's hands trembled.

He raised his head and looked at Ruan Qi, as if he heard some joke, he let out a 'puchi' laugh.

"Hahaha! Ruan Xiaoqi, can you stop being funny? How can you be a dragon god?! Hahahaha..."

what.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Shen Wenqian looked at Ruan Qi who was smiling but not half-joking, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The air is chillingly quiet

Shen Wenqian swallowed with a 'gudong' sound.

"Ruan, Ruan Xiaoqi," he laughed dryly, "You can't really be a dragon god, can you?"

The little girl raised her eyebrows and didn't speak. Instead, she turned on her phone and clicked on Liu Wanwan's Weibo, and found the photo Liu Wanwan had dinner with the myq team in order to clarify the hotel room scandal for her.

When Shen Wenqian saw the photo, his eyelids twitched violently.

Liu Wanwan said that Ruan Qi and her are friends, and they also participated in the myq team's dinner on the afternoon of April 2, so it is impossible to have a room with Cao Ye.

At that time, many people asked, all myq members participated in the dinner, even Ruan Qi, who is not part of the team, was there, but why is there no Dragon God in the photo?

Some people thought it was because the dragon god had a bad temper and didn't like excitement, so he didn't participate in the dinner.

Others said that the reason why there is no dragon god in the photo is because he was the one who took the photo.

Everyone guessed various possibilities, but at this moment, an almost impossible guess popped up in Shen Wenqian's mind——

Who said there is no dragon god in the photo?

If Ruan Qi is the Dragon God, then the people in this photo are all there?

When Shen Wenqian thought of this possibility, the pounding of his heart made his ears buzz.

He licked his dry lips, "Ruan, Ruan Ruan, Ruan Xiaoqi, you, you... are you really a dragon god?!"

The little girl nodded.

Shen Wenqian gritted his teeth: "You swear on Mr. Xi! If you lie to me, Mr. Xi's hairline will fly back three inches!"

This oath is really too cruel.

Ruan Qi raised her hand with extremely complicated emotions.

"I swear, if I lie to Brother Shen, Jiujiu's hairline will fly three inches."

The little girl swore a poisonous oath so frankly.

Shen Wenqian, who struggles for the hairline every day, has to believe her words——

The artist he signed for more than half a year was Xiao Qinglong, whom he had been fan of for six years! ! !

Shen Wenqian looked at the signature on the postcard, and Ruan Qi's beautiful and well-behaved face in front of him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

His idol, the mighty, domineering and murderous Wannian always attacking dragon god in his heart, turned out to be his own soft, cute and coquettish little girl who ran on the trending searches!

Shen Wenqian took a long breath, not knowing whether to be excited or collapsed for a while.

...

After bidding farewell to their collapsed manager, Ruan Qi and Nie Heng took a taxi back to Yu Garden.

Early the next morning, the little girl returned to the "Blade" crew again.

Wei Jiaming handed over the relevant documents and certificates of the factory to her.

"My master means that he wants to transfer that piece of land to your name, so that it will be more convenient for you to handle affairs in the future."