Chapter 798 If you can’t accept it, get out!

"It's still not right!" Qiu Qianghai's voice was low and cold, expressing his dissatisfaction directly.

Song Yinyin, who was holding the notebook, shuddered when she heard this.

Her face was distorted and collapsed. She looked up uneasily at Qiu Qianghai who was sitting on the sofa.

"Mr. Qiu?"

"Start over. If that doesn't work, get more familiar with it."

"..."Song Yinyin's innocent face was full of collapse, she was about to cry!

This means that she has to read poetry all night long again.

Qiu Qianghai withdrew his eyes calmly and gazed gently at the red braided rope on his wrist.

This was given to him by Gu Minmin. The braided rope was a handicraft from her class, and it was the only thing Minmin gave him.

Qiu Qianghai still remembers that when the girl gave him the braided rope, her face was flushed with shyness, and she looked both expectant and nervous.

Those images seemed to have happened yesterday, forever seared into his mind.

Song Yinyin knew that if she didn't take it seriously, she would once again fall into hellish torture tonight.

She calmed herself down, stared at the notes in her hand, and adjusted her mindset repeatedly.

At this moment, she went over all of Qiu Qianghai's requests of her in her mind again.

After a while, she took a deep breath, lowered her voice, pinched her throat, and started reading again in a strange and weird tone.

"Qin Feng Wu Yi, who says I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and swords. I share the same hatred with you!

Who says I have no clothes? I will share the same clothes with you. When the king raises an army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds and fight with you!

How can you say I have no clothes? I will share my clothes with you. When the king raises an army, I will prepare my armor and weapons and go with you! "

This time, Song Yinyin recited it all in one breath.

She didn't hear any unpleasant interruptions, and she felt a little smug, feeling that she had escaped a disaster.

However, Qiu Qianghai's next words instantly sent her into hell.

"Go on, keep reading this poem tonight."

Song Yinyin's eyes widened. This time she really cried, choking with sobs and begging, "Mr. Qiu, I have to go to film early tomorrow. If I stay up all night and am not in good condition tomorrow, I will definitely be scolded by the director!"

Qiu Qianghai relaxed his body, leaned back on the sofa, stared at her with disdain and sarcasm, with an evil and displeased arc at the corner of his lips.

"My deal with you is written clearly in black and white. I will give you everything you want, and you must prioritize doing everything I ask of you. As for your job, it has nothing to do with me."

Song Yinyin looked anxious: "But..."

"If you can't accept it, get out!" Qiu Qianghai drank tonight and was in a bad mood.

He felt something was wrong tonight.

Obviously Song Yinyin looks most like Minmin, but he still feels very strange.

Even if the other party followed his request and imitated Minmin's every move, he still felt something was wrong.

Qiu Qianghai expressed his dissatisfaction without restraint, which completely shut up Song Yinyin.

roll?

She just got a taste of success and now you want her to go away?

Wouldn’t that mean all the previous torture was in vain!

As long as I can make her a big star, all my patience now is worth it.

Isn't it just imitating another person? She just imitates him!

Song Yinyin pinched her throat and began to recite again: "Qin Feng Wu Yi, who says I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and swords..."

She read it over and over again, and Qiu Qianghai did not make any noise to disturb her.

Sometimes Song Yinyin even thought that the other person was asleep, otherwise why would there be no movement for such a long time.

When she looked up, she found Qiu Qianghai leaning on the sofa, staring at the red braided rope on his wrist with gentle and sad eyes.

(End of this chapter)