The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

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It's late at night.

In the corridor of the hotel, Anan and Si Chuanbai came over to send supper to their artists.

"Mr. Si, you said it wouldn't be so good if I went to send a late night snack to Gua Gu?" Anan's hands were empty.

Contrary to him, Si Chuanbo had big bags in his hands.

The man calmly said: "It is good to pay attention to avoiding suspicion. Later, we will send it to Yimei first, and let him send it to Yimei, or we will send it to Yimei together when the time comes."

"Wow! Mr. Secretary is thoughtful! Mr. Wuwu, you know too well..."

This little Caimao's rainbow fart is really...

I never tire of listening.

The corners of Si Chuanbo's mouth turned upwards unconsciously.

He sometimes greeted Sui's door card in advance, and when he arrived at the door, he knocked on the door twice and swiped his card to enter.

On the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows, Shi Sui's long legs overlapped, turning through the script lazily.

A few short pages have been turned over by him.

"Let's eat something first, don't worry, all we buy are light food." Si Chuanbo put two big bags on the coffee table.

Shi Sui raised his head. His black hair had been kept longer for the plot's requirements. The hair was loose and covered his eyes, showing a somewhat messy beauty, like a model in a Japanese pictorial.

"Did you give it to her?"

"not yet."

Anan raised his hand: "Then let's go and give it to the obedient together?"

Shi Sui put it into the script in a slow manner. Although he was smiling, his smile was extremely cold: "What do you call her?"

When the man's aura was strong, Anan couldn't stand it at all when it was overwhelmed and crushed, so he changed his words: "Yimei..."

Only then did Shi Sui converge a little, and said mildly, "Well, in the future, I can only call her "obediently."

Anan's eyes were bright, ah, ah, ah, ah, the actor is a man, a wife, and Su!

Si Chuanbo pressed his eyebrows, but he thought...

Shi Sui is getting more and more pupils. :)

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The three of them went to find something suitable with take-out bags.

The doorbell rang a few times, and then came the sound of footsteps.

It was appropriate to open the door, holding the script in his hand, and he seemed to be thinking about the scenes of tomorrow.

Anan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that no matter whether it was a time or a suitable one, their talents were already at the top of their peers, but they still had to work hard.

And Mr. Si, who has to deal with so many things every day, and helps him from time to time...

Anan was so ashamed that he clenched his fists and vowed secretly that he could no longer rely on Mr. Si in the future, he would strive to become a sole agent!

Ok! Ollie to Nannan!

When Anan came back to his senses, he found that several people from Xiangyi had been chatting about the script for a while and brought the topic to him.

Suitable to ask: "Anan, do you have anyone you like?"

Anan nodded vigorously: "Some and some!"

"Huh?" Si Chuanbai's gaze fell on him, staring at him non-stop.

Then I heard, Anan excitedly said: "That must be Tiga!"

Si Chuanbo:?

This name... is inexplicably familiar.

Is it someone they know together?

Appropriate hesitated for two seconds, and asked uncertainly: "Are you talking about... Ultraman Tiga?"

"Yes, yes! Tiga is dead! What Tyro, what Ace, and Leo are all better than Tiga! In the words of the rice circle, our Tiga brother is unique! Other Ultraman brothers are not cue Don't let the heat!"

Si Chuanbo: "..."

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was happy or sad...