Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

Qin Cheng nodded in agreement after listening to Xie Fangqin's words.

"This scourge must be eliminated, don't worry, I will naturally arrange it,"

-I am the plot divider-

ten in the afternoon.

Qin Zheng and Tang Miaomiao came to the artist training office.

"Ye Ye, I just applied for an official Weibo for you. You quickly put on a few poses and let me take two pictures. Remember to be more handsome. I'll post it to you later to check the popularity. The value of the face will definitely be able to harvest a batch of face powder."

Tang Miaomiao excitedly took out a mobile phone and pulled Qin Zheng to a brighter place.

Here is a floor-to-ceiling window with a few green plants just outside the window.

The sun shines in from the outside through the glass, and both the brightness and the shooting angle are very good.

Qin Zheng also cooperated very well. With her back to the glass, she gently pulled out a perfect smile.

The handsome young man's eyes are soft, like a Wang Chunshui, staring at you deeply.

The slightly raised curvature of the lips, with a bit of doting, is like a prince charming from a fairy tale.

Such a smile not only made Tang Miaomiao who was taking pictures look crazy, but also instantly killed a group of female compatriots who were training in the artist department!

It's just so handsome!

"Ye Ye, you are such a goblin!"

Tang Miaomiao swallowed her saliva, and then uttered a foul language.

Emma, ​​suddenly letting her take over such a handsome artist is really a happy and painful thing.

"Can I take your words as a compliment to me?"

Qin Zheng smiled, she has always been very graceful towards women.

An inadvertent chuckle made the women present blushed again.

"Cut, what to wear! Isn't it necessary to go through the back door?"

At this moment, a small voice reached Qin Zheng's ears.

Qin Zheng squinted slightly, and saw several male artists gathered in a corner with rather jealous expressions.

"Hey, we have to take pictures too, please get out of the way!"

Those male artists came over and glanced at Qin Zheng impatiently, with a rather unpleasant tone.

"Haha! Who are you? You are so arrogant, are you finding fault? Didn't see anyone here? If you want to take pictures, you can't find a seat yourself?"

Tang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at the male artists.

"Oh, it's just different for people who have special treatment. The tone is so aggressive that the entire training room is the same as yours."

The leading male artist tutted several times.

As soon as he said this, some of the men behind him made a sarcastic expression.

"What do you mean! Who has special treatment!"

Tang Miaomiao frowned!

These people knew that they wanted to discredit Qin Zheng!

"It doesn't make any sense. Whoever has special treatment knows who we are. We didn't name names. Please don't take the right seat."

Several male artists laughed.

"Aren't you guys doing something special?!"

Tang Miaomiao stared and was about to rush up.

But he was pulled back easily by a force, and then his back hit a warm chest.

"Everyone, can you brush your teeth before you go out? If you say it, it smells bad."

Qin Zheng raised his head, circled Tang Miaomiao with one hand, and slightly hooked his lips.

The always gentle tone became low, and a dangerous breath wafted out.

Several male artists couldn't help but tremble twice.