Love at the Right Time

Sunrise is always very early in the spring and summer season. Shi Qingqiu thinks that she has gotten up very early for filming, but when she meets the sunlight and sits at a small table by the French window to eat breakfast from the waiter, she still I think the workload in autumn and winter seems to be much less.

Especially in winter, the sunrise is relatively late, so there will be an illusion that every day in summer is more difficult.

There was still a while before going to the studio, Shi Qingqiu sat drinking milk while using the remote control to tune the channel of the wall-mounted TV. She stopped when she tuned to the replay of the reality show "In and Out".

This reality show is currently more popular in China, mainly because there are so many guests invited in the show, all of whom are actors with greater influence at home and abroad. Moreover, the eyes of the actors invited by this program group are very poisonous. Basically, who is about to release a new work or if there is any eye-catching news for a long time, then this actor has a high chance of appearing on this reality show.

Shi Qingqiu put down the remote control, leaned on the back of the chair in the most relaxed posture with his legs folded, holding milk in one hand and drinking with the other hand on his knees, tapping gently with his fingertips.

The second recording of this season of "In and Out" is coming to an end, and it will be her turn soon. Pan Jiawen had already given her a vaccination a while ago.

Shi Qingqiu squinted slightly, reached for the phone, pressed the screen and looked at the date, after hesitating for a while, he dialed Wen Qinghan's number and raised his hand to place the phone to his ear.

This time I was still connected quickly, and the opposite was quiet. Shi Qingqiu said with a light smile: "Attorney Wen, early."

After a soft sound of a file touching the desktop over there, Wen Qinghan said: "Shi star, early."

Shi Qingqiu helped his forehead. Wen Qinghan was really inappropriate to make a joke. Such a greeting in a cheerful tone can easily lead to the next topic, but Wen Qinghan is a typical one that makes people unable to speak. Take it down.

She even began to wonder how such a cold Wen Qinghan said that she wanted to marry herself that day? And now that I think about it, I still speak the same style as before.

Anyway, I got used to it. Shi Qingqiu didn't think much about it, and took another sip of milk, and joked with this: "Qing Han, do you know that you are not at all popular when you talk? It makes me wonder whether you usually do or not. Will eat and drink like ordinary people." She paused, and thought of a better way: "To sum up, it means not eating fireworks."

When eating with Wen Qinghan in the past, this person was also a slow and gentle appearance, seductive is true, but Shi Qingqiu always has a trace of thoughts, will Wen Qinghan have any emotional moments?

"Then you should be fortunate." Wen Qinghan answered the words quickly, and when Qingqiu raised her eyebrows and waited for the following, she said lightly: "You are married to a fairy who can't eat fireworks. You have made a lot of money."

Shi Qingqiu pursed his lips and laughed, the curvature of the corners of the lips couldn't be retracted, and the laughter clearly spread to Wen Qinghan's side, causing Wen Qinghan to stop his hand movements and silently raise the corners of his lips.

"Who gave you the confidence to treat yourself as a fairy? Why haven't you seen you so narcissistic before?" Shi Qingqiu said with a smile, unable to hold the milk in his other hand for a while, and reached out and put the cup back on the glass table. on.

In the past, Wen Qinghan always asked and answered each question, and chatting was also very serious. It is rare to see her joking so seriously, Shi Qingqiu actually found it extremely interesting. If it wasn't for Wen Qinghan's tone that was still so plain, she really wanted to think that there was a change of soul under the skin.

"Didn't you say it yourself?" Wen Qinghan sat on the leather chair, the expression on his face obviously softened.

"But I didn't say that it is a god, it is not a human being, maybe it is a ghost." Shi Qingqiu raised his lips and smiled lightly.

Wen Qinghan slowly leaned back, Qing Jue Chu Chen's face with a calm expression, "That can be fortunate, after all, it is rare in the world."

"It seems that there is nothing wrong." Shi Qingqiu laughed with a low eyebrow, and suddenly didn't know what else to talk about.

Wen Qinghan cleared his throat and asked in a low voice, "Qingqiu, were you drinking milk just now?" She heard a slight clash of glass, as if she had put the cup on the table.

"Well, I have the habit of drinking milk every day." Shi Qingqiu reached out and rubbed the body of the cup, his smile narrowed, and through the reflection of the cup, he seemed to look elsewhere.

She had a habit of drinking milk since she was a child. It was originally an ordinary habit, but when Qi Yue was by her side, she gradually became a little fond of it.

Sometimes she and Qi Yue would do everything possible to find the opportunity to spend time together in each other's dormitory. When Qi Yue knew that she had a habit of drinking milk, they would make a glass of milk for her in the morning or before going to bed in the evening.

Shi Qingqiu still remembered the first time she watched Qi Yue hand her milk with a smile and tenderly, she took a small sip, and a circle of white milk was stained on her lips.

She smiled embarrassedly, and Qi Yue was lying on her bed where no one could see because of the falling curtains, leaned over and kissed her lips, regardless of her hand that was afraid to move because she was holding the milk, leaving behind The milk on her lips was in her mouth, and finally she poked in her mouth where the fragrance of milk still remained.

"I know."

Wen Qinghan's voice pulled back Shi Qingqiu's thoughts, and Shi Qingqiu's eyes were slightly ironic. How could he still think of things at that time?

Probably she was too unwilling. She treated Qi Yue without any reservation. She gave all her wishes and trust at the beginning of her love, and she would not end well. Who could be willing to do so?

"How did you know?" Shi Qingqiu picked up the cup and took another sip of milk. Today, she has been able to keep the most perfect side without putting milk on her lips.

Wen Qinghan had a thought, but didn't speak bluntly, only whispered: "I just know."

Before Shi Qingqiu had time to ask, the door of the room rang. She said to her mobile phone, "I'm going to hang up, I'm going to the studio", then hung up the phone and stood up to open the door. Outside the door was Yang Xiao.

As soon as the door opened, Yang Xiao reminded: "Sister Shi, we are going to the studio. The time is just right now."

Shi Qingqiu nodded and promised: "Wait for a while, I'll change my shoes and go down."

In Shi Qingqiu's life in the past few years, almost everything has to make way for work. She doesn't remember how many times she has not been able to hang up the phone properly. No matter who she is with, she has done this behavior before. But today, it was probably because after talking to Wen Qinghan on the phone, that there was more of Wen Qinghan's previous appearance in her mind, and she then thought of how Wen Qinghan knew her daily habits?

With this question, I went all the way to the set. At the intersection, there were squatting fans guarding the actors who came to film. When Shi Qingqiu got off the car, her ears were "Goddess! Goddess!" and she put on her sunglasses and played a few times. After a hello, step away.

"Qingqiu is here?"

"Hey, Qingqiu!"

"Sister Shi."

As soon as she entered the set, the crew greeted her. Everyone was full of enthusiasm. Shi Qingqiu smiled and nodded in return and went straight to the dressing room. Only after she walked away, the eyes of those people became weird just now, and some even began to whisper and whisper.

Sitting in the protagonist's dressing room is a man playing with a mobile phone. Even if he is sitting, he can see that he is tall and has a handsome and charming profile.

Hearing the movement, the man raised his eyes and greeted him with a smile: "The goddess is here, so let the little one wait."

Yang Xiao went to put Shi Qingqiu's bag, Shi Qingqiu found a place to sit down and greet the makeup artist to put on makeup. Then he responded, "Wang, don't tease me, just call it well."

Shi Qingqiu, the makeup artist fiddling with his hair, took out his mobile phone and started to check the unread messages and Moments in WeChat. Qin Wang over there smiled and said, "Hey, Qingqiu, there are no outsiders. What are you doing so serious? ?"

Qin Wang is the leading actor in the film that Shi Qingqiu is shooting. The two have cooperated many times and have a good personal relationship, so they naturally become familiar with each other. Basically, Shi Qingqiu didn't need to be in the so-called goddess posture when getting along with him, but it was a little more relaxed.

Speaking of Qin Wang, his status in the entertainment industry is comparable to that of Shi Qingqiu, and his acting skills are remarkable. The two of them have long been matched by their fans in private. But in fact, Qin Wang clearly told her that he has someone he likes, so there is no need to alienate each other because of the comments of movie fans.

Shi Qingqiu threw the phone on the dressing table after brushing the circle of friends, and sighed casually: "I hope I won't be NG too many times today. It's best that everyone is in good condition and just pass it once. I want to eat home food."

Qin Wang's head, who is addicted to the game, raised his head slightly. Although his eyes were still looking at the screen of the phone, his voice was more serious: "Before this, you'd better check Weibo first. Although it's not a big deal, you can even help you. The upcoming film plays a warm-up role, but I think you still need to know."

His words were ambiguous, and Shi Qingqiu frowned instantly, reached out to grab the phone on the dressing table, and quickly entered Weibo, only to see that one of the contents of the popular Weibo was actually: the old photos of Shi Qingqiu, the goddess of the nation. Exposure, today's beautiful face is actually the result of plastic surgery. In the face of this old photo, are you still addicted to such false beauty?

Shi Qingqiu clicked into the small picture to look at it, and instantly laughed, "Oh, it's the first time I know that I have these photos, maybe my parents don't know it."

The attached photo is not Shi Qingqiu at all, but a girl who looks similar to her but is not more delicate than her features. If she is not familiar, she is indeed easy to believe.

Qin Wang shrugged his shoulders. Obviously he was accustomed to these scenes. He quit the game, clasped his hands on the table, and asked: "So what are you going to do? The clearer will clear it up? Or is it a Weibo clarification?"

No matter which circle you are in, things with empirical evidence are just like nails. Without the same convincing rebuttal, what effect can just a Weibo do? It was nothing but a tiny splash of water splashed by small stones in the lake.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingqiu said: "No, I don't have any evidence to prove that I haven't touched a knife on my face. The girl in the photo does look a lot like me. Now posting on Weibo is nothing more than a beast and fighting. It won't do anything."

Qin Wang put his hand on the table and nodded his head, "Then you should take it first, and see what your agent plans to do."

Shi Qingqiu pursed her lips and said nothing. Now Pan Jiawen hasn't contacted her yet, maybe she wants to use this news to warm up and wait until the new movie is released to clarify.

She didn't think about it anymore. After putting on her makeup, she changed into costumes and was about to go out of the dressing room with Qin Wang. Before leaving, she glanced at her phone, and it happened to be prompted by WeChat.

She clicked to read it. It was Wen Qinghan's message. The message was photos of their primary school graduation and junior high school graduation photos taken by Wen Qinghan with her mobile phone, and finally Shi Qingqiu, who had a mutual friend in college a few years ago, took pictures of them. The quiet look of the book.

At the bottom is a concise message: "For your use."

Shi Qingqiu smiled softly, an unspeakable feeling spreading in my heart, holding the phone in both hands, I didn't know what to do for a while. Wen Qinghan's frosty appearance suddenly appeared in front of her, and her tall and slender figure was walking around in front of the table, rummaging for graduation photos, and finally bent down and took them carefully one by one.

Shi Qingqiu's chest rose up with a willful mood. After saving the photos, she clicked on Weibo, typed a line and attached those photos. Click send, and finally threw the phone back to the dressing table, and walked out briskly.

In the study, Wen Qinghan just stopped flipping through the documents, reached out for the water glass, and the mobile phone that adjusted the vibration suddenly shook slightly, and a Weibo appeared with special attention.

[Shi Qingqiu: There are always some things, you know, I know. 】