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Chapter 14 Not moved, not regretted, not reconciled.(2/2)

Cheng Nuo's heart sank, thinking that Liang Yixuancheng would not deceive her, this man would be too difficult to deal with.

But it has to be done if it is not easy, otherwise she will be tortured to death by curiosity.

This morning, the hot searches were one after another, from #Bianxu Beiying#, to #Bianxu Studio posting#, and then to #Biying fans quit their fans, the New Year was not as lively as this morning.

And just a few minutes ago, the "Promised CP" super talk belonging to Bei Ying and Bian Xu was already in full swing.

When Cheng Nuo thought of this unprecedented public slap in the face, his thunderous methods came from the boss who lived under the same roof with her, he was so excited that he wanted to collect materials immediately and write a romance novel.

Although... the right heroine has not been found yet.

Cheng Nuo laughed and sat down next door: "It's nothing important, I have a few small questions to ask Teacher Bian. I don't know if Teacher Bian is willing to solve my doubts."

Liang Yixuan raised her head and guessed what Cheng Nuo was planning to make this plea.

Bian Xu turned his eyes lightly, and his mouth shape had already given the word "no". He met Liang Yixuan's gaze, and suddenly changed his words to his lips: "Ask."

"May I ask Teacher Bian," Cheng Nuo seemed afraid that he would change his mind, so he raised the mineral water bottle at his hand and looked at him, "You and Miss Bei Ying are not lovers, are they friends?"

"no."

"Then why did you personally send Miss Bei Ying back to the hotel that day?" Seeing Bian Xu's answer for a moment, Cheng Nuo carefully added, "If this passage cannot be broadcast, you can also write it quietly on the note..."

The program team did not have the courage to cut the main film without the consent of the border without permission.

Bian Xu's silence was not because of this, but because he saw Liang Yixuan holding dishes on his own, and seemed to be not interested in this issue at all.

After a quiet moment, Bian Xu clenched his hand on his knees, looked at Liang Yixuan and said, "The elders on both sides are old friends."

Liang Yixuan drank the borscht in the bowl empty and seemed to have tasted good, so she served another bowl.

Cheng Nuo was already light and stopped when he could get answers that even the top-line media reporters in the domestic entertainment industry could not interview them. "The last question is, does Rosabella have a real prototype?"

Bian Xu glanced at Cheng Nuo: "Is this very important?"

"Of course, if you had announced the prototype in an interview before, wouldn't it be so big that it would be a big mistake."

Sometimes I really think these spectators are quite interesting.

He passed by a dance school in Beicheng on a winter night four years ago. He watched a little girl dance a ballet from a distance, and then went back to write a song.

He himself didn't care who the prototype was named, but netizens have pursued it for several years.

"There are prototypes, I don't know them."

"Ah, don't you recognize me?"

Bian Xu sneered softly: "It seems that everyone is very idle and has time to get to know each other with everyone."

Cheng Nuo was so angry that he touched his nose.

Liang Yixuan frowned, put down her chopsticks, and said with a wooden face: "A person like Teacher Bian should be single all year round, right?"

Bian Xu raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this?"

"I just think," Liang Yixuan smiled, "If Teacher Bian meets that prototype, he will not rush back to write a song, but go forward to contact information, and now he will not be able to find a partner in a romantic variety show."
Chapter completed!
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