[Liu Wanwan: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! I want to spend two days of quality time with Ruanruan?!]
[Liu Nanfeng: @It’s Xiaoqi, have you booked your flight tickets? My sister and I will go find you and set off together? 】
[It’s Xiaoqi: Okay. I’ll make a decision after I ask the agent. 】
Ruan Qi turned off her phone, raised her head and glanced at Shen Wenqian with a mysterious expression.
Shen Wenqian felt terrified when she saw him.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, who were you talking to just now? Why are you looking at me like that?"
The little girl raised her lips and said, "Brother Shen, I know who is in the e-sports circle."
Shen Wenqian was stunned.
He suddenly remembered the scandal about the last time he checked into a room with Cao Ye. 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 in excitement.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, are you from the myq team? Really?!"
The little girl smiled and raised her eyebrows.
Shen Wenqian suddenly jumped onto the sofa with a "ouch" sound, as if he was crazy.
Nie Heng, who was sitting aside, looked at him dumbfounded and carefully moved his buttocks out.
Shen Wenqian went crazy for a while before stopping.
He jumped down from the sofa and asked breathlessly, "Which member of MyQ is going to record the show? The goddess Wanwan? Yaori? Or the God of Thunder?"
Ruan Qi glanced at him in surprise, "Brother Shen, why didn't you guess it was Xiao Qinglong?"
Shen Wenqian looked at her like she was an idiot.
"If I, the Dragon God, were willing to show up, I wouldn't have been a god for four years and no one knew whether he was a boy or a girl."
The little girl glanced at her mouth and was about to speak when she saw her manager running over and looking at her with extremely longing eyes.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, can you talk to Goddess Wanwan and ask her to get me a Dragon God exclusive to sign? I can buy it! I will pay how much it costs!"
"..." The little girl looked at him with a complicated mood, "Do you want Xiao Qinglong to sign it? How much does it cost?"
Shen Wenqian nodded vigorously.
"Then how much can you pay?" the little girl asked again.
Shen Wenqian thought for a moment and gestured with his fingers.
Ruan Qi: "Ten thousand?"
"No, no, no! How can I match my Great Dragon God's signature with 10,000 yuan?" Shen Wenqian raised his hand, "I can give you 100,000 yuan!"
One hundred thousand real money just to exchange for a signature.
Ruan Qi felt that her agent might have a big ocean in his mind.
She said something incomprehensible, took out her mobile phone and opened the WeChat payment code.
"Pay now."
Shen Wenqian was stunned, "Payment? What 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 Dragon God's signature, he immediately transferred the money regardless.
Ruan Qi looked at the extra 100,000 yuan in her WeChat balance, and smiled with satisfaction, her peach blossom eyes curling up.
She turned off her phone, stood up, walked to Shen Wenqian's desk, and opened a drawer with familiarity.
Postcards related to the MyQ team are neatly stacked in the drawer.
Ruan Qi took out a postcard of Xiao Qinglong playing a game alone, took off the cap of his signature pen and wrote a few strokes on it.
When Shen Wenqian saw that she had touched his collection of peripherals, he immediately became anxious.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, what are you doing..."
Before the word "what" could be said, Shen Wenqian's voice suddenly stopped.
He stared blankly at the familiar signature font on the postcard, his eyes slowly widening.
"Ruan Xiaoqi...you, you can imitate the Dragon God's signature?!"
The little girl finished writing the last stroke, dried the postcard and handed it to him. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Shen, this is not an imitation."
Not imitation?
"It's not an imitation. Could it be that this signature is real? Are you the Dragon God?"
Shen Wenqian smiled while looking down at the postcard.
At this moment, the little girl's faint voice suddenly floated into my ears.
"I am."
I am...
yes……
ah……
Shen Wenqian's hands trembled.
He raised his head and looked at Ruan Qi, as if he heard some joke, he burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Ruan Xiaoqi, can you please stop being ridiculous? How can you be the Dragon God?! Hahahaha..."
ha.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Shen Wenqian looked at Ruan Qi, who was smiling but not even joking, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The air is so quiet that it’s hair-raising
Shen Wenqian swallowed with a "gudong" sound.
"Ruan, Ruan Xiaoqi," he laughed dryly, "You are not really the Dragon God, are you?"
The little girl raised her eyebrows and said nothing. Instead, she opened her phone and clicked on Liu Wanwan's Weibo. She found the photo that Liu Wanwan sent her to clarify the hotel room scandal, showing her having dinner with the MyQ team.
When Shen Wenqian saw the photo, his eyelids jumped sharply.
Liu Wanwan said that Ruan Qi and she were friends, and they also attended the MyQ team's dinner party on the afternoon of April 2, so it was impossible to book a room with Cao Ye.
Many people asked at that time, all myq members attended the dinner, even Ruan Qi, who was not part of the team, was there, but why was there no Dragon God in the photo?
Some people thought it was because the Dragon God had a bad temper and didn't like the excitement, so he didn't attend 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 speculated on various possibilities, but at this moment, Shen Wenqian had an almost impossible guess in his mind——
Who said there is no dragon god in the photo?
If Ruan Qi is the Dragon God, wouldn’t everyone in this photo be the same?
When Shen Wenqian thought of this possibility, his heart beat so fast that his ears buzzed.
He licked his dry lips, "Ruan, Ruan, Ruan, Ruan Xiaoqi, you, you... you are really the Dragon God?!"
The little girl nodded.
Shen Wenqian gritted his teeth: "You swear on Master Xi! If you lie to me, Master Xi's hairline will fly back three inches!"
This oath is really 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 openly.
Shen Wenqian, who fights for his hairline every day, has to believe her words——
The artist he signed for more than half a year is Xiao Qinglong, whom he has been a fan of for six years!!!
Shen Wenqian looked at the signature on the postcard and the beautiful and well-behaved face of Ruan Qi in front of him, and felt a little bad.
In his mind, his idol, the mighty and domineering Dragon God who kills everyone everywhere, is actually his cute little girl who is trending on trending searches!
Shen Wenqian took a long breath, and for a moment he didn't know whether to be excited or collapsed.
…
After bidding farewell to their collapsed manager, Ruan Qi and Nie Heng took a taxi back to Yuyuan.
Early the next morning, the little girl returned to the set of "Blade" again.
Wei Jiaming handed her the relevant documents and certificates of the factory.
"My master wants to transfer the land to your name, so that it will be easier for you to do things in the future."
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