Chen Chuqiao raised his hand without tears in his eyes, shook his right index finger and his nails were hanging down.

Song Minhao looked at the nail in horror, "Is this real nail? Does it hurt?"

Realizing that she seemed to have scared someone else, she quickly stopped her desperate expression and said, "It's not true."

Song Minhao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Seeing her a little depressed, "I'll find a manicurist to help you repair it."

"No, it's really okay." Chen Chuqiao broke the broken armor. She spoke softly, but her voice had a unique magnetic sensation. "Don't apologize all the time, I'm wrong."

She picked up Song Minhao's phone and said, "My contact information is okay." She searched with her friends and entered the phone number into the search box, "It's from the same company as Zhu Hege. I remembered that he introduced you to me."

"Yes." Song Minhao took the phone with both hands and added the phone to the list, with a big smile on his face.

"Is it the group that debuted after victory?" Chen Chuqiao also took out his mobile phone and applied for a friend, and sent a message to the driver, telling him not to come over.

"That's right."

Chen Chuqiao, who heard the affirmative answer, smiled and expressed his pride in his memory.

"Ah, my mother is here." Song Minhao waved happily, a private car parked next to them, and a thin middle-aged woman opened the door and walked down.

"Chen Chuqiaoxi, I'm very happy to see you." Song's mother smiled so hard that she wanted to shake hands with her, but found that there was a scratch on her outstretched palm and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, my son is so reckless."

Chen Chuqiao obediently asked Song's mother to hold her hand and observe, "No, no, I can't blame him all, I'm not careful."

Song's mother patted the back of her hand gently and smiled amiably, "Ai Yigu, it's so beautiful."

Looking at the mother who was trapped in Chen Chuqiao's beauty and couldn't extricate herself, Song Minhao held her forehead and said helplessly, "Mom, I have to take her to the hospital."

"It's not your fault," Song's mother glared at him, "Aren't you going to the company? Why are you still here?"

Song Minhao, who was driven away by his mother, shook his cell phone at Chen Chuqiao and signaled to contact him. She smiled and nodded, and he quickly left.

Song's mother took her to the hospital. The wound looked scary and there were many small and small wounds, but in fact nothing happened, they were all broken.

"Where is Chu Qiao living? Auntie sends you home. Is it your own?"

"Inside, you live by yourself, so you don't have to bother your aunt."

"It's okay, auntie gives you it, how can you live and eat?"

Chen Chuqiao smiled guiltily, "Take-out."

Song's mother immediately became anxious, "How can I always eat takeout?" She pulled Chen Chuqiao and walked into the car, "I'll come to my aunt's house for dinner tonight."

Chen Chuqiao, who could not resist Song's mother, still followed her home. Her youngest daughter was at home. When she opened the door and saw Chen Chuqiao following her mother, she was stunned.

"This is my daughter, Danya." Song's mother introduced to Chen Chuqiao.

Both bowed and said hello.

"Your brother is so excited that he knocked Chu Qiao down." Song's mother explained Long Qumei to her daughter and complained, "It seems that these are all wounds, how painful it hurts."

Chen Chuqiao quickly explained that he was wrong, but Song's mother ignored it as usual, "I'll go prepare the food, Danya will come and greet Chuqiao."

The two of them who had just met were a little unfamiliar, but it was easy for girls to get familiar with each other. Soon they exchanged contact information and social accounts.

Song Danya was filled with emotion and said, "It's so amazing. I never thought I would sit at home and chat with an artist."

The fact that Kuroyu can squeeze into the top of the box office with the new director and new actors in 14 years proves that his popularity is proven. The high appearance of the male and female protagonists has attracted more audiences aged 15-35. As a young man, Song Danya naturally has watched this movie, not to mention that Chen Chuqiao is still the new look this year, and has also been mentioned a lot by all parties.

"What, isn't your brother an artist?" Chen Chuqiao was amused.

"How can that be the same?" she said with a striking statement, "He is the brother, and he doesn't feel like an artist at all."

The two were chatting like this. Song Danya said that Song Minhao likes painting very much. Chen Chuqiao said in surprise that he was too.

Song Danya took her to see Song Minhao's paintings and asked, "How long have you been painting?"

"Start with memory."

Song Danya turned to look at her in surprise, and Chen Chuqiao smiled with a pursed lips, "I have loved painting since I was a child, and I have been painting all the time."

"Dafa! It's really amazing to be able to hold on to something for so long."

"When I was a kid, I always wanted to be a painter."

Song Danya pushed open the door and walked in, "What about now?"

"Because I really like painting, I don't think too much about it, just draw." Seeing the scene inside, she praised, "It's great."

Several paintings were randomly scattered on the table, most of which looked like black and white signature strokes, and some colorful paintings were piled on one side.

Seeing that Song Danya was about to pick up the paintings for her to show them, Chen Chuqiao quickly stopped her, "No, no, I'll just look at it like this."

"It's okay, you can open it."

Chen Chuqiao waved his hand and said that he would just look at it like this. She has always had a high respect for the work. Now that the owner is not here, she is already very satisfied even if she is watching it from afar.

Song Minhao seems to like painting people, and his lines form portraits. I have seen several pictures of this type of painting, and there are also some weird combinations of people and animals.

Chen Chuqiao looked at a painting with a frown slightly, and what attracted her attention was the picture pressed under a painting.

It's still a person with lines. The lines on his face are particularly messy and densely wrapped around his face, making his facial features look very crowded, and half of his body is blocked, but it can still be seen that the head and body are seriously unbalanced, and the chest is even beyond the drawing paper, but the lines are much sparse.

"How is it, it's great?" Song Danya said proudly, "My brother has been very good at painting since he was a child, and has also worked hard to learn by himself in recent years."

"He has a lot of ideas and paints well," Chen Chuqiao suppressed his thoughts, curled up the corners of his mouth and asked her inadvertently, "Do your brother still make music recently? I didn't recognize him at the beginning, so I'm so embarrassed."

"He wasn't very popular at first." Song Danya laughed mercilessly, and after thinking about it, she was a little depressed, and said, "But he has been participating in showmethemoney recently, and he feels very tired and has no activities in the group."

“Showmethemoney?”

"Ah, it's a hiphop competition program." Song Danya explained to her.

"So he is a rapper?"

"yes."

"It's so cool, I haven't learned much about Korean rappers."

Chen Chuqiao and Song Danya returned to the living room, and they sat on the sofa. Song Danya showed her showmethemoney, "Last year's champion was also from my brother's company, and it seems that she is preparing to make a group debut."

"Do you know Loco Park Jae-bang and the others?" Chen Chuqiao asked with some uncertainty, "aomg?"

"Of course, loco is the first season champion of showmethemoney."

Chen Chuqiao opened his mouth and sighed, "This world is so small."

Song Danya smiled and rubbed her head, "Haha, he and Park Jae-bang are still the mentors of this Ji."

My brother who had just had dinner with me yesterday was on the same show with the person I bumped into me today. My brothers were the mentors of my new sister's brother, and Chen Chuqiao was going to be confused by his own logic.

She stretched out her index fingers and placed them on both sides of her head, and turned her fingers and head several times at the same time, indicating that she was dizzy.

Song Danya was so cute by her again, "kiyo!"

Today, Song’s father didn’t go home for dinner, only Song’s mother, Song Danya and Chen Chuqiao, had a very hot chat.

"Has Chu Qiao been renting a house?"

"Yes, but the new house is already being renovated."

"Come more when you have time, and you can't always eat takeout." Song's mother invited her warmly, "Danya is also good at cooking."

"I stayed in the crew more now, and I always run at home and Korea. I will settle down when I move to my new home in the future." Chen Chuqiao said in shame, "I will come to play with Sister Danya often."

Song Danya smiled very satisfied and patted her and said she could go out for more fun in the future.

"So handsome!" Mother Song looked at Chen Chuqiao's face and couldn't help but stop chopsticks, staring at her intently, "What a beautiful child!"

Chen Chuqiao felt embarrassed and thought about changing the topic. She remembered that when she entered the house, she saw tennis rackets and asked, "Maybe anyone at home is playing tennis?"

Mother Song replied, "It's me."

"Really? I can play, too," Chen Chuqiao held the chopsticks and smiled embarrassedly, "But I haven't played for a long time. Let's play tennis together when I have time."

Song's mother raised her eyebrows happily, "Then let's go and fight after dinner. Chu Qiao is careful, I'm very awesome." She boasted, "Jinjia, it's completely expert!"

"Oh! Mom, Chu Qiao is still injured!" Song Danya's words extinguished her mother's interest.

The excitement on Mother Song's face disappeared instantly, and she said unfortunately, "Yes, I'll take you to play tennis."

Chen Chuqiao nodded with a smile and said yes, thinking that the interaction between the mother and daughter was very interesting. The mother and daughter also admired her beauty with all their hearts. The three of them talked very harmoniously.

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[]: Sister Danya showed me your painting, it's amazing!

[memino]: Ah, I'm not a professional...

[memino]: It's all doodle

[memino]: Alas, why did Danya show you this trouble[]

[]:kkkkkk

[]: No, it's really good

[]: I love drawing too

[]: I'll show you my paintings when I have time

[memino]: Wow, I'm really looking forward to it

[memino]: Have you learned to draw?

[memino]: I have been teaching myself recently, and I feel that there are still many things to improve.

Song Minhao opened the chat page with Chen Chuqiao countless times, and it has been almost half an hour, and the last few messages are still unread.

There is still 10 minutes' drive from home. I clicked on the chat box with Biao Zhixun to show off my contact information when I was about to arrive at Chen Chuqiao. Biao Zhixun may be busy and did not return. He went to find Yu Zhixun again, but Yu Zhixun was not there either.

Song Minhao sighed and began to click on the chat boxes of his teammates one by one. When he was about to enter the house, Jiao Zhixun finally called.

His tone was full of excitement, "Wow! Really? How did you get the contact information?"

Song Minhao clamped his phone with his shoulders and opened the door of the house. He suddenly stopped halfway through his words.

After a while, the sound of Joo Zhixun feeding came from the other end of the phone.

"Jihoon, do you know what I saw?"

"What?"
Chapter completed!