"Ke Qing, according to today's schedule, we will rush to the Gwangju Stadium to adapt to the venue around seven o'clock in the evening."
When Shan Keqing walked into the room, her agent, Sister Ma, was checking the work schedule: "About 7:30, the mayor of Guangzhou, Northern Dynasty will come to visit us for about half an hour. In order to express Northern Dynasty's
Sincerely, they may stay for a while to watch our rehearsal performance. As far as I know, the unit that will perform with us tomorrow night is the National Song and Dance Troupe of the Northern Dynasties. Most of them are border guards stationed there who came to watch the performance.
Army. We also do not rule out the possibility that the chief of the Northern Dynasty will appear. I heard that they are currently in Gwangju."
"Well, I understand. No matter who comes to watch the performance, we just need to perform as well as possible."
Shan Keqing kicked off her high heels, raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned: "Sister Ma, I'm going to take a rest first."
"Okay, you can rest. I'll go find their receptionist and discuss everything about the performance in detail."
Sister Ma said, picked up the schedule and walked out of the room.
As Shan Keqing said, she doesn't care who comes to watch her performance, as long as she performs to her best and completes this political mission.
As a big star who is popular throughout East Asia and someone who has seen big scenes, the head of the Northern Dynasties is indeed a bully in the local area, but he cannot influence foreigners.
"Chen Siqing isn't talking nonsense, right? Well, judging from her panic, she shouldn't be talking nonsense. But is that guy really a gay?"
Shan Keqing carried her small bag, walked into the suite, spread her arms, lay on her back on the big bed, and murmured to herself.
Shan Keqing felt disgusted when she thought that the thick leg she finally hugged was a gay man.
Especially when she thought of that person who once hugged her legs - after thinking of this, she got goosebumps all over her body.
"Hey, I don't care whether he likes boys or girls, as long as he can use it on me. Hum, if he dares to be indecent to me again, I will have to let him live or die!"
After thinking about it for a long time, Shan Keqing felt much better. He turned over and sat up, grabbed the small bag, and smiled sinisterly: "Why don't you break your promise and make that guy suffer, which is a disgusting way to punish him.
?”
It is very simple for Shan Keqing to punish Tang Peng. He just needs to take out the little wooden man and prick its head with a needle, and the guy will scream "ouch".
"Yes, I have to punish him no matter what I say, right now!"
As the saying goes, Shan Keqing decided to prick the wooden figure and reached into the bag.
A proud and sinister smile suddenly solidified on Shan Keqing's pretty face: Why didn't you touch that little wooden man!?
Shan Keqing was so shocked that she quickly turned the small bag over and dumped the contents on the bed.
The mobile phone, wallet, makeup box and other items are all there, but the little wooden figure that Shan Keqing values most is missing.
Staring blankly at the empty small bag, Shan Keqing felt a chill all over her body. She quickly opened her wallet and finally rummaged through the bed, closet and other places before kneeling on the ground and searching everywhere.
A few minutes later, Shan Keqing squatted on the carpet with dull eyes: the little wooden man was missing.
The little wooden man is the only way Shan Keqing can control Tang Peng and make him obedient.
But that's not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that the little wooden man not only makes Tang Peng miserable, but also has the same effect on her!
Because there is a male body of the love poison parasitic on the little wooden figure. If anyone stabs the little wooden figure in the head with a silver needle, she, the host of the poison, will be like Tang Peng, and her life will be worse than death in an instant!
If the little wooden man cannot be found, Shan Keqing has no other choice but to have that kind of relationship with Tang Peng if he wants to solve this problem!
But Shan Keqing felt that she would rather die in pain than have that kind of relationship with that guy, because he actually liked men!
Of course, the disappearance of the little wooden man does not mean that the person who gets it will know how to use it. Maybe he will throw it into the trash can and let it never see the light of day.
If that's the case, that would be the best.
But the problem is, if that is the case, Shan Keqing will also lose the ability to control Tang Peng.
Therefore, she must find the little wooden man!
Little wooden man, where are you!?
Shan Keqing was stunned for a long time, then suddenly jumped up like a spring. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so she ran out with her bare feet.
She suddenly thought that when she just walked into the corridor on the third floor, she was hit by the reckless Chen Siqing, and the small bag containing the wooden figure flew to the stairs on the second floor.
At that time, after Shan Keqing listened to Chen Siqing's explanation, her mind was filled with the shameful things about Mr. Tang, and she didn't even notice that the wooden figure was missing from the small bag.
"Yes, it must be Chen Siqing who didn't pick it up for me. That must be the case!"
Shan Keqing muttered, quickly rushed out of the guest room and went straight to the stairs.
As she ran down the second floor quickly, holding on to the stairs, several hotel staff happened to come up.
When several waitresses dressed like white-collar workers saw a beautiful girl running down with her bare feet, they all stepped aside and looked at her with surprised eyes.
Shan Keqing didn't care about that at all. She rushed to the second floor like the wind, then rushed to the next floor, and even went to the underground floor - but she didn't see what she wanted to see the most. The steps were extremely clean.
There are no bed bugs.
"It's over, it's over, it must have been picked up by someone else."
Shan Keqing was holding the stairs with her right hand, her face turned a little pale, and while she was muttering to herself, she heard someone behind her ask in a polite voice: "Excuse me, do you need help?"
Shan Keqing looked up and turned around, and saw two waitresses at the front desk of the hotel lobby, standing there respectfully with smiles on their faces.
"Ah, I, I need it!"
Shan Keqing asked anxiously: "Are you the hotel front desk staff? Well, that's right. Have you ever seen such a big wooden man?"
Shan Keqing gestured: "It's just a simple little wooden figure. It was carved by me and my mother. I always kept it with me as a talisman, but I didn't expect it to be lost."
The two waitresses looked at each other and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, we didn't see it, and no one came to the front desk to hand over anything -"
Before he could finish speaking, Shan Keqing asked anxiously: "Have you cleaned anything in the last half hour?"
"No."
The waitress explained: "Our sanitation is cleaned at 6:30 in the evening - Miss, don't worry, if our people pick up something, they will definitely hand it over to the front desk, because this is a clear rule, no one
Dare to disobey. However, if the guests pick it up, it will be hard for us to say anything."
"It must have been picked up by someone else."
Shan Keqing bit her lip and suddenly her eyes lit up: "There should be surveillance video here, right?"
If someone picks up the wooden figure from the stairs, you can see it on the surveillance video.
But what almost drove her crazy was that the two waiters shook their heads: "Except for the entrance and the parking lot, the Friendship Hotel does not have any surveillance systems. This is to ensure the safety of foreign guests."
“Such a big hotel doesn’t even have a surveillance system.”
Shan Keqing groaned lowly and asked feebly: "So, how many people are staying in the hotel today?"
"There are about five to six hundred people. In addition to the 2, 3, 4 and 5 floors occupied by Chinese VIPs, the sixth to seventeenth floors - hey, miss, you -"
Before the waitress finished speaking, Shan Keqing lost her mind and walked up the stairs: Damn, five or six hundred people passed by the stairs to go to the elevator over there. Who should I go to?
The accidental loss of the wooden figure left Shan Keqing in a state of great hesitation: It was not scary that the wooden figure was missing, but what she was afraid of was that someone would use it to torture her!
In despair, Shan Keqing walked slowly along the stairs to the corridor on the third floor.
Looking at the empty corridor, Shan Keqing was stunned for a long time, then he breathed a long sigh of relief and comforted himself: "Shan Keqing, don't worry, there is a secret about the love poison on the wooden figure. No one knows about it except you.
Even if someone picks it up, they may not know how to use it, and they will probably throw it away after playing with it for a while - don’t worry, yes, you just can’t worry!”
After comforting herself for a while, Shan Keqing slowly regained her senses and realized that she was barefoot. When she was about to turn around and go back to her room, she saw several men in the guest room not far away.
walked out.
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"Hey, buddy, dance well. I will definitely go and give you flowers tomorrow night."
Adolf said with a smile and raised his hand to touch Tang Peng's chin with a frivolous look on his face.
"Get out of here and take your claws away!"
Tang Peng raised his hand to open Adolf's hand and was about to kick his butt when he saw Shan Keqing.
Shan Keqing's eyes widened with deep disdain: It turns out that they are really gay! Isn't it disgusting that a grown man gives flowers to a grown man and even touches them?
When Tang Peng saw Shan Keqing, Adolf and his wife also saw her.
Tang Peng and Xue Wandi may not pay much attention to the entertainment industry, but Adolf, who often hung out with Jin Ming, could tell at a glance that the beautiful girl with bare snow-white feet was the famous Shan Keqing.
Suddenly, Adolf's male hormones were secreted at an unprecedented intensity. He rubbed his lips and whistled loudly, shouting in an airy voice: "Hi, how are you doing, Sister Shan?"
Faced with Adolf's teasing, Shan Keqing frowned in disgust, subconsciously pouted on the carpet, and cursed in a low voice: "Fucking gay!"
Adolf and the other two people all have very sensitive ears and eyes. Although Shan Keqing was twenty meters away from them and she didn't curse loudly, the three of them could still hear clearly.
"What, dead gay?"
Adolf was stunned for a moment, then understood. He laughed loudly, hugged Tang Peng's waist, raised the orchid fingers of his left hand to his cheek, flicked his hair coolly, and said sweetly: "Brother is not just a gay man."
Oh, I actually like girls like Sister Shan. Ouch, Sister Shan, look at those little feet of yours, can you let me touch them?"