Luo Qingman took a sip of the coffee and said, "The craftsmanship is good, and the taste is very mellow."
"I'm just following the tutorial. I can't fail." Yan Huaiqing smiled.
Luo Qingman turned her eyes away from his face, "That's not necessarily true. If someone cooks by following the tutorial, it can blow up the kitchen."
"for example?"
"I." She curled up in a corner of the sofa and said, "It was my mother's birthday before, and I wanted to practice my cooking skills in advance to make her a meal, but I almost burned down the kitchen."
"Later, I could only buy her gifts and say nice things to make her happy, and I stopped cooking for her."
"Every weakness has its strengths. You are not suitable for cooking, but you are suitable for acting."
"Maybe. I had no plans to enter the entertainment industry. But when I was fifteen, I was walking on the street and was discovered by a scout and drawn into the entertainment industry." Luo Qingman smiled.
“But the feeling of acting is pretty good, it’s like experiencing a different life.”
“I still remember that the scout looked at me like a human trafficker abducting a child.”
"Thinking about it, ten years have passed, and I've won the Best Actress award twice, and the Best Supporting Actor award a few times, so I think it's a small achievement."
"Why did you become a singer? Was it a dream?"
Yan Huaiqing leaned back on the sofa, "Not entirely, dreams are half of the reason."
"What about the other half?"
Yan Huaiqing turned to look at her and said with a smile: "I'll tell you when I have the chance."
"Okay." Luo Qingman blinked, "I originally thought that your cool face was not suitable for smiling, but I didn't expect you to look so beautiful when you smile."
“No one is unfit to laugh, it just depends on whether he wants to laugh or not.”
"That makes sense." After taking another sip of coffee, she asked with a smile, "Do you often laugh when you are with your family? When I watch your videos, I rarely see you laugh."
The only time he smiled online was when he defended his title in a singing competition. A slight smile on his lips made countless fans scream, and he even gained a large number of fans because of it.
That smile is almost worn out by fans, and it keeps happening over and over again.
If she posted the photos that Qiao Xian sent, it would probably cause another "bloody storm", but it would also cause them to be caught up in public opinion.
Whether it was sincere or the feeling created by the atmosphere, the look in his eyes was a little hard to explain.
Only Qiao Xian is simple and generous.
"Not really, just occasionally. Sister Qingman, do you often watch my videos?" He raised his eyes and looked directly at her, suppressing the emotions in his eyes.
Luo Qingman looked at him for a while, then lowered her eyes, "I've been brushing a lot recently. Since we're working together, I want to get to know you better. Only by knowing each other well can we have a pleasant cooperation."
"If you stay long enough, the recommendation mechanism of big data will often push you."
Now almost two out of three videos are about him.
After finishing the last sip of coffee, she stood up and said, "We've finished chatting, now it's time to work. Shall we practice some more?"
Seeing her looking away, Yan Huaiqing raised his eyes slightly and curled his lips, "Okay."
The two people's program was in the front position, and they left after rehearsing.
After leaving the venue, Luo Qingman put on her hat, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and said, "There are a lot of snowy days this year. After the heavy snow, it snowed almost every day."
“But it’s not as cold as previous winters.”
"Well, are you from Mingcheng?"
Yan Huaiqing nodded, "Yes, I remember you said in an interview that you were not from Mingcheng?"
"I'm from South City. I moved to Ming City six years ago because of my family's business." Luo Qingman pulled her scarf to cover her face, leaving only her eyes exposed as she looked at him. "You've been teasing me a lot. I remember I said this five years ago."
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