My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

I am Jiang Jiusheng.

In a word, the three words Jiang Jiusheng boiled in the Chinese music scene.

At that time, Su Qing thought, how crazy this guy is, and he made the headlines with a few concise words, but later heard from Yuwen's big boss that Jiang Jiusheng was just lazy and didn't want to memorize the speech, so he acted on the spot.

Come to think of it, Jiang Jiusheng was lazy again this time.

She acted as if it had nothing to do with her: "It doesn't mean that you won't win the award."

Su Qing didn't think so: "I can't guarantee the best female singer, if the best composition is not awarded to you, there must be something shady."

Who in the music world doesn't know that Jiang Jiusheng is a creative genius, with at least seven figures for a song.

"Why don't you have any desire to win?" Su Qing looked anxious at her indifferent appearance.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled calmly, lacking interest in this topic.

Su Qing was furious that he would not fight!

Looking past Jiang Jiusheng, he stopped suddenly, and the perfect smirk on Su Qing's mouth froze: "Xu Qingjiu's firecracker is selling people again!"

Jiang Jiusheng followed his gaze and glanced back casually. She and Xu Qingjiu are not familiar, but the singer circle is not big, and they have met a few times. To write an album, Jiang Jiusheng refused. However, Xu Qingjiu's manager was tactful. Instead of showing shame, he even "called brothers and sisters" with Mo Bing. Presumably, he wanted his idol singer to get closer to a powerful singer. There are also interactions from time to time, and a friendship with plastic flowers has been achieved naturally.

Xu Qingjiu debuted as an idol singer. He looks a bit wild, but in private, he is an extremely hot young man with a vicious tongue. He is a real firecracker.

"Did he offend you?"

These two people, one Tianyu, one Qin, one singer and one actor, let's just treat Su Qing as an actor. Jiang Jiusheng didn't know why they had an affair. Seeing Su Qing's eyes roll to the sky, the hatred is probably not small.

"In the last reality show, I was in a group with him. I lost the game and was punished by bungee jumping. That guy was afraid of heights. He was so exaggerated that he stood on the springboard for 40 minutes without daring to jump down. I waited until half of my body died. It's numb, and my face is stiff." Su Qing seemed so angry that she couldn't keep her smirk, "Damn, the cold wind blows for forty minutes, and my old cold legs can't take it anymore."

"Then what?"

"I just kicked him down." Speaking of this passage, Su Qing immediately beamed with joy, "Usually his high-pitched voice is the scene of a car accident, but at that time his voice was very good, and the screaming almost didn't break my eardrums. However, it’s really refreshing to hear, my body is no longer numb, my face is no longer stiff, and my old Han’s legs don’t hurt anymore.”

Jiang Jiusheng laughed dumbfounded.

Su Qing hid from the camera and rolled his eyes secretly: "Since that time, he has disliked me, his eyes are like poisoned snakes, he always stares at me wherever he goes."

She turned her eyes, just in time to meet Xu Qingjiu's burning eyes, Su Qing hurriedly dodged.

After walking down the red carpet, Jiang Jiusheng and Su Qing signed their names on the exhibition board, followed by Xu Qingjiu. Coincidentally, their names were signed on top of Su Qing's, completely covering up Su Qing's ghostly talisman Reality.

Su Qing: "..."

Can you be more childish?

The other party gave her a cold look.

The three of them entered the arena one after another, and the seats were arranged in an unfortunate manner, Xu Qingjiu was in the middle, Jiang Jiusheng and Su Qing were on the left and the other on the right.

"Do you know Xu Qingbo?" Jiang Jiusheng asked suddenly.

The names are very similar, and the looks are seven or eight points alike.

Xu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment: "He is my brother." Turning slightly to Jiang Jiusheng's side, "How do you know him?"

"We met a few times in the hospital."

The two brothers, apart from their similar names and appearances, are quite different in temperament. Jiang Jiusheng has heard that Xu Qingjiu came from a family of politicians, and the Xu family has only two young children in this generation, one is a doctor and the other is an artist, but they will not leave. Ordinary way.

Xu Qingjiu asked casually: "Do you have a nervous problem?"

Before Jiang Jiusheng could open his mouth, Su Qing glanced at him and said, "You're crazy!"

Xu Qingjiu: "..."

He didn't want to argue with her, so that no one could tell who was crazy.

Jiang Jiusheng explained: "His brother is a neurosurgery doctor."

"..." Su Qing was indifferent, "Oh."

There's nothing to talk about.

Then...there was no communication at all.

Media group: There is no doubt that these three people are plastic flowers.

There were still more than ten minutes until the opening show, and the artists took their seats one after another. Jiang Jiusheng was bored waiting and wanted to smoke. The lights were so bright that it was difficult to see people clearly, only the noisy cheers and screams in the auditorium were heard. .

Suddenly, a piece of clothing fell on her shoulders.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up, Xie Dang was standing behind her, he was tall, she was sitting, and he was looking down.

"Wearing this kind of skirt with arms exposed under a plaster cast, it's so ugly." Xie Dang was disgusted, and while disgusted, he wrapped his suit jacket around Jiang Jiusheng.

Jiang Jiusheng said lightly, "There are reporters."

Xie Dang completely turned a blind eye: "Whatever they write, anyway, the majority of netizens and friends believe that my Xie family is at odds with each other. You and I are both sisters and brothers of plastic flowers. We treat everything as if we are acting."

This is true.

It was a little cold at night, and Jiang Jiusheng was warmer by wearing Xie Dang's coat: "Why are you here?"

He is an international musician, and domestic awards should not be enough for him.

Xie Dang aggressively occupied the seat at the back, and kicked Jiang Jiusheng's chair back in front of him: "I'm the award presenter." He snorted, "I'm the one presenting the award for the best male singer."

Such a smug look.

Xiaogongju likes to show off his superiority in front of Jiang Jiusheng, and puts on a posture of 'I'm amazing, why don't you come and praise me, spoil me and coax me'.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say a word about this, and said calmly: "The award presenter is in the VIP seat."

Xie Dang had no intention of sitting back at all, so he crossed his legs and put his hands on the back of Jiang Jiusheng's chair: "If you continue to play the cello, you can sit in the VIP seat with me."

What's inside and outside the words, hate her.

Jiang Jiusheng turned around: "Xie Dang."

Xie Dang was caught off guard by her stare, and immediately sat upright, looking annoyed: "What are you doing?"

Generally speaking, such a formal name and surname are either to ask him or to train him.

Jiang Jiusheng beckoned, Xie Dang leaned over, and she lowered her voice: "Go borrow a cigarette for me."

"..."

Really!

Xie Xiaogong was upset: "No!"

This guy really doesn't have the slightest sense of being a singer, smoking, drinking and fighting, is he going to heaven? Can a rock singer be capricious?

Xie Dang's voice was stern: "If you don't quit smoking, I will let my old man expel you from the teacher!"

After speaking, he rushed back to the VIP seat angrily.

fifteen minutes later...

Xie Dang wrapped a cigarette and a lighter in a scarf, handed them to Jiang Jiusheng, and said in a nasty voice, "There are no women's cigarettes, these are men's. They taste strong, and only half a cigarette is allowed."

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Loving me can't help but swing.