Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 98 The little wild cat that found a home

   It's almost nine o'clock in the evening,

  The orange light bulbs in the small courtyard went out, and the village was quiet, except for the sound of frogs and insects and the occasional dog barking.

  In the room on the first floor, the movement and voice of Grandma Song turning over were heard,

   "Old man, why don't I do this old problem of my waist hurting for a while tonight?"

   Grandpa Song stared so dazedly that he was about to fall asleep. Hearing the old woman's words, he just thought the girl would come back today.

  The old woman was so happy that she didn't feel any back pain, and she was rude and answered indiscriminately,

   "It's a good thing that it doesn't hurt. It's not too late. Go to bed now. I'll get up early tomorrow to make black chicken soup for the girl."

   Grandma Song couldn't sleep, and she was really happy. She suffered in her parents' house when she was young.

  Dad values ​​sons over daughters. Five or six sisters in the family have only one younger brother and daughter, which is a loser.

   When he was seven or eight years old, he had to work in the fields, pulling weeds and picking up wheat. It would be better to marry an old man.

   But the work in the field can't be left behind, and the back pain is getting worse every year.

   I picked up the bad girl and raised it later, I don’t know where the bad girl learned it.

   Kneading and kneading for her gradually became almost good. At that time, people in the village said,

   She and the old man's house are almost overwhelmed. Picking up bad girls and bringing them back is a burden.

   She doesn't like to listen to it, she thinks the bad girl is a little lucky star for her and the old man,

  Thinking about it, Grandpa Song's snoring sounded beside him. After listening to it for a lifetime,

   Grandma Song didn't feel anything. I couldn't fall asleep without listening to it. I slowly fell asleep,

  The room was pitch-dark, with a few rays of moonlight filtering in through the cracks in the wooden windows, and at the wooden cabinet against the wall,

  The jade screen with the slap in the face permeates the green air invisible to the naked eye, and gradually spreads throughout the room.

   is exactly the same as the silver bracelet on Grandma Song's wrist, wrapped in green energy.

   upstairs,

  Song Qing sorted out the video playback of several games before and after the sx team, and in Huo Ranjian's group,

   Let the members start the game and she will watch it. After a few games, she can understand and analyze it.

   The growth and shortcomings of the team as a whole and everyone, and finally take notes for analysis while watching,

   Send it to the group, then turn on the multi-person voice and turn on the voice changer, and the words are sharp to correct the style of play,

   Then she was ready to go offline, she was just one of the temporary coaches of the sx team,

   The less formal ones are enough, another formal coach will be in charge,

   This was something she and Huo Shaochen had negotiated in advance. After all, it was her serious job to be a great stick.

  Song Qing threw himself on the soft bed and didn't want to move. After driving the car all morning,

   It's really tiring after a whole day of scattered things, I don't want to move, I miss Lord Huo Shi...

   "Ding Dong~"

  QQ message prompt sound, reached out, touched the phone, opened it, opened it, half-opened her beautiful eyes, and glanced at it,

  sx—Huo [About noon, I’m sorry, you never passed, Lao Xu, who is the temporary coach,

   also didn't answer my call, I was a little anxious and a little bad, and I won't in the future. 】

"Ok?"

  Song Qing raised the tips of her finely cultivated eyebrows, and her hazy eyes gradually made a clear smile.

  ·【It's alright, the beautiful elder sister won't care about the ugly younger brother, she can correct her mistakes, be good~]

   After he finished speaking, he threw his phone on the bed, and his long, straight, white and slender legs went straight to the bathroom.

  In a single apartment near Qingbei University,

   Huo Ran stared at the three eye-catching ugly brothers on the QQ news page, and after a minute,

   Silently open the campus post bar of Qingbei University, click to enter one of the top selections,

   In the summer of 2023, the latest selection of school flowers has the most votes (Song Haohao)

   In the summer of 2023, the latest school draft will get the most votes (Huo Ran)

   Huo Ran stared at the three big characters of Song Hao behind the school flower column, frowning, forget it, the aesthetics of this group of people can't be trusted,

  Open WeChat, click on the 'Hehe and Qi Family' family group, Huo Ran [Everyone, seriously, am I ugly? 】

   There will be a reply soon,

   All are not ugly, only in Huo Shaochen's voice bar, the milky voice of the stars came out,

   "Bad brother~ very ugly~"

   "My temper is still stinky~ I don't play with the stars~ I don't have a wife~"

  Huo Ran sat on the gaming chair, his long legs flexed uninhibitedly, and he sneered after drinking a sip of ice cola,

   "Heh, little brat."

   is good, it turns out,

   It's not that he is ugly, it's that woman who is blind!

  …

the next day,

  In the early morning, the Song family's small courtyard is full of fragrance, the home-grown black chicken soup is stewed with the herbs in the mountains,

   "It's a joy to be home."

  Song Qing just woke up, and there were no two old people in the room. It was estimated that they had gone to the ground.

   After finishing eating, Song Qing packed up the tableware and went to the field at home, still wearing long clothes, long sleeves and long trousers.

   Wearing a big straw hat on his head, the one most commonly worn in rural work, take a photo and send it to the circle of friends,

   Dayuan No. 1 Magic Stick: Walking on the country road, I am the most beautiful girl in the village!

  Song Qing doesn't often post on Moments, and it explodes as soon as it is posted.

  The Dream of a Billion Girls [Baby say hello to my grandma and me, baby come back and bring me a duck! 】

  I can count it [Sister Qingqing is so beautiful, did grandparents ask about this cute acridine? 】

  Hong Shixian in the world [Miss Song is...a farmhouse? 】

   and the like abound, most of them blow the rainbow fart, after all, this account is the WeChat account of her magic stick who walks the rivers and lakes,

  Friends are either customers or potential customers, or they are fellow gods. Song Qing's straw hat hides her charming face, and her red lips are curled up.

   And she,

   is the head of the **** stick!

  Tsk, sure enough, the feeling that Master is not dominating the rivers and lakes is really enjoyable.

   is far abroad,

   Huo Yu, who was sitting in the spacious and bright office, flipped through the documents with his slender fingers with sharp knuckles.

  The eyebrows are cold, the bridge of the nose is straight, three-dimensional and handsome, and the aura of the whole body is the calm and restrained charm of a mature man.

  ‘Dong Dong Dong’

   The door of the office was knocked, and the person who pushed in was a clean white shirt.

   A delicate and fair face, more and more looks like a young man in his early twenties,

   "Lord, look, Madam has posted on the Moments."

  Shen Bai diligently pushed his mobile phone in front of his father. Yesterday, he signed several foreign contracts.

   There was something wrong with the contract with the William Group alone, that old man William was very bad,

   Obviously the talk went well, so I had to delay it, which made my father not in a good mood today,

   He knew that the father just wanted to rush back to find his wife. He knew that, he knew, the newlywed Yaner,

  I was hesitant to send a WeChat message to my wife, but my wife updated the circle of friends.

   He brought it to the grandfather to see that he would be in a good mood. He felt that he was really an all-round subordinate who was conscientious and conscientious.

   Song Qing's photo was taken in front of a vibrant green paddy field swaying in the wind.

  Under the big straw hat, there is a beautiful face without makeup, and the black curls like a waterfall are casually tied down.

   The beautiful eyes are curved, the tears and moles are dazzling, and the smile is as bright as a midsummer flower,

   and the thousands of styles of red roses with thorns on weekdays, Song Qing in this photo,

   Avoid a lot of aggressive edges, just like a little wild cat that finds a home and becomes docile and pleasant.

   (end of this chapter)