Wrong Dream of Rebirth

He Jie first took Qi Ruochu back to the trainee's apartment to take off his luggage, then sent him home, then went to the TV station by himself, dealt with some matters related to the draft, and then went straight to the crew.

After everyone learned that it was Ji Yao's request, Qi Ruochu's withdrawal did not cause any controversy or turmoil. In fact, Ji Yao still gave He Jie some face and did not completely ban Qi Ruochu.

Back home, Qi Ruochu gently put the two large suitcases outside the door. Qi Lu works in the latter part of the night, so he should still be catching up on sleep at this point in time.

Standing outside the door, Qi Ruochu hesitated, he didn't know how to explain the withdrawal to Qi Lu.

He took out the key and turned the lock, before he could think of a speech, Qi Lu's deep voice came from the living room.

"I'm back." Qi Lu sat on the sofa with a half-burned cigarette in his hand, looking at him with complicated eyes, "It said on Weibo that you were injured and retired?"

Qi Ruochu's heart sank for a moment, he didn't expect Qi Lu's news to be so well-informed: "Well, it's only 9 o'clock, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

After finishing speaking, he licked his mouth nervously, guessing that Qi Lu must be furious because of his retirement, after all, his dream of cosmetic retirement was temporarily bankrupt.

Looking at him, Qi Lu let out a long breath, extinguished the remaining cigarette in the ashtray, then got up and walked towards him with a serious expression on his face.

Qi Ruochu took a deep breath. Although Qi Lu was still wearing that inexplicable lady's nightgown, the expression on his face didn't look like he was joking, just like a transformed Super Saiyan, extremely majestic and mighty. With bling.

A delicate and tense atmosphere brewed and settled between the two for a while, and finally broke through with Qi Lu's blow.

"Stinky boy! Why didn't you even call me when you were injured! Do you want to kill me!? If you have any troubles, how can I explain to your mother who is still alive! You want her to go through two bereavements Does it hurt!?"

After Qi Lu said so much in one breath, he was a little out of breath.He crossed his hips and tilted his head to stare at the stunned Qi Ruochu. After a while, he calmed down and quickly lifted all the clothes on his body: "Where is the injury? Why didn't I find the wound?"

Qi Ruochu stood stiffly at the same spot, the amount of information that Qi Lu said back and forth was a bit too much, he needed time to go through it.Two bereavements?So he should have brothers and sisters?

Seeing that Qi Ruochu was stunned and silent, Qi Lu was impatient and angry, so he couldn't help but slapped him again: "Did you hurt your brain again?"

Qi Ruochu was taken aback, blinked, and quickly pulled up his trouser legs, symbolically showing his injury: "It's just a sprained toe..."

When Qi Lu heard this, he was dumbfounded, and after a second, he abruptly cursed "Fuck me", then rolled up his lace bell sleeves, and forced Qi Ruochu to go outside.

"Where are you taking me, Mom..." Qi Ruochu grabbed the ground with both feet and stood stiffly at the door, unable to figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Qi Lu's gourd.

"Go to the TV station! Ask them to make a theory! Also look for He Jie! How can you retire with a sprained foot? As long as your arms and legs are still there, you can continue the competition! How can you cut off your fortune like this!" Qi Lu plausibly , After I finished speaking, I took some time to think about it again. I felt that the matter must not be so simple. I rolled my eyes and asked tentatively: "Is there something shady? Did you offend someone?"

Qi Ruochu thought to himself, Jiang is still old and hot, but Qi Lu really guessed it unexpectedly.But he couldn't follow his words, otherwise Qi Lu would break the casserole and ask the end, and he couldn't resist.

The matter has come to this point, and he can only use He Jie to block the knife. If he can make him defect from He Jie's camp by the way, and not help him in the future, it will be a merit to himself.

"It was He Jie who asked me to withdraw from the competition. He said he would take me to film a movie!" Qi Ruochu put on an Oscar-winning performance, kicked his injured foot, lamented and sighed, with a straight expression I feel sorry for the grievance and pitifulness: "You see, my foot is actually nothing. Yesterday's competition went smoothly. He insisted on me doing some scenes, saying that there is no future in the draft. Mom, do you think he did it on purpose?"

Qi Lu was taken aback, he never thought that things would be like this, but he couldn't bear the unwavering fanaticism towards He Jie.In the past few days, he has spent all night making up all of He Jie's film and television works, and his love for him has intensified...

"Oh, that's it, let's listen to He Jie." Qi Lu flipped his forehead lightly, his enchanting orchid fingers were particularly stealing the scene, and asked expectantly: "When will we be filming? What type? Idol romance or ancient costume Wuxia?"

Qi Ruochu was frustrated, feeling that he still thought about the problem too simply, and took He Jie's influence too lightly.

"Not sure yet." He replied coldly, after thinking about it, he added: "Probably the Condor Heroes."

"Jin Yong's! That's a big production!" Qi Lu excitedly cupped his face, "After all, He Jie is reliable!"

Qi Ruochu let out a long sigh, and carried the two big suitcases up the stairs disheartened.

Qi Lu downstairs has already picked up his mobile phone, and excitedly told the person on the other end of the phone about Qi Ruochu's possible career as an actor. With his exaggerated tone, he can guess that it must be the group of colleagues in the ballroom.

The two ordered takeaway at noon, and Qi Ruochu went to He Jie's studio after eating.

The security at the entrance of the studio has sharp eyesight this time, Qi Ruochu just got off the taxi, the security captain who met him last time graciously opened the door for him.

"Mr. He has just returned to the studio." The security captain smiled, "I heard that you have advanced in the draft competition. Congratulations."

Qi Ruochu glanced at him with his pocket in his pocket, shrugged and said, "Hey, you must not be well informed if you don't use Weibo. I was just kicked out of the draft this morning."

The security captain looked at him in a bewildered manner as he walked past him gracefully, feeling very troubled in his heart, did he really flatter him right?He has never seen a person who lost his career as lightly as Qi Ruochu, and finally fell to one point, this kid must be forcing a smile.

Qi Ruochu was alone, wandering openly and aboveboard in this high-end villa area full of secret atmosphere, feeling very happy in his heart, this was something he dreamed of not long ago.

Now that He Jie didn't follow him, he took it for granted that he wandered around the neighborhood, and within three or five steps, he could see a big man, either a financial giant, a big star, or at worst a famous TV personality.

In a blink of an eye, Qi Ruochu went around the whole neighborhood, and calculated that the time was almost up, so he went back the same way and walked in the direction of He Jie's studio.

He had just walked outside the yard of the studio when a champagne-colored car drove past him, stopped at the door of Feng Feng's house next door, and honked its horn.

A well-dressed woman wearing sunglasses and a mask came out of the car. At the entrance of the opposite villa, the old man Qi Ruochu met last time was holding a child in his arms. He waved his little hand at the woman, laughing. I taught him to call "Mom".

"Qi Ruochu, what are you looking at? Don't come in yet." He Jie heard the sound of the horn outside the door, opened the window on the second floor, rushed to the door and saw the god Qi Ruochu shouted.

However, Qi Ruochu was not the only one who was startled by his shout, the woman walking towards the old man froze in place suddenly, her eyes under the sunglasses cast two shocked glances at Qi Ruochu.

Qi Ruochu's attention was on He Jie, and he didn't notice the strange gaze diagonally opposite him at all.

The woman didn't stay at the door too long, took the child from the old man and hurried into the villa.

He Jie glanced at her faintly upstairs, closed the window, drew the curtains and went downstairs.

"Who was that woman just now?" Qi Ruochu still couldn't get enough of his thoughts, he was walking into the house, but his face kept looking outside, and He Jie, who was opposite, just walked down the stairs.

"It has nothing to do with you." He Jie's attitude was indifferent, as if he resumed his mean work mode as soon as he returned to the studio, "Have you confessed everything at home?"

"Well, I've confessed, my dad is very generous to you." Qi Ruochu folded his arms and grinned at him with a hidden knife in his face.

"You're doing me a favor?" He Jie was not stupid, he just looked at Qi Ruochu's face as a bastard, and knew that he had betrayed himself in front of Qi Lu again behind his back.But he didn't want to care about it, because several employees were working in the studio today, and everyone was very calm about Qi Ruochu's arrival. He didn't know if He Jie had said it beforehand, or they were used to it.

"Xiao Liu, is the script ready to be photocopied?" He Jie looked at a man with thick glasses beside the computer desk. The man was a bit fat, with two dark circles under his eyes, and his beard was not cleanly shaved. It was easy to follow him. Hard-working programmers are linked together.

"It's printed." Xiao Liu picked up a stack of manuscripts on the table, turned the computer chair and looked at Qi Ruochu, "Give it to him?"

"En." He Jie nodded.

Qi Ruochu took over a thick stack of scripts from Xiao Liu, and glanced at them. It didn't look like the dialogue scene in Condor Heroes.

"What kind of drama is this?" He looked at He Jie with a puzzled expression.

"This is a few idol dramas that have started filming recently. I have selected a few supporting roles through my relationship for you to experience first." He Jie turned and walked to the second floor, "I still have something to do upstairs, I will take you to the crew later .You read the script first, the underlined lines are your lines."

Qi Ruochu took the script and sat down on the sofa beside him. The script in front of him was about 200 pages long, and it seemed to be three different TV dramas.He flipped through dozens of pages in one breath, and finally saw a line that was underlined - "Oh."

Qi Ruochu shook his head, thinking that this must be a coincidence, so he continued to turn down more than a dozen pages, but fortunately, he saw another line - "Hmm."

He scratched his head dejectedly, not believing that the more than 200 pages in his hand were just a few thin lines, so he licked his fingers and flipped back as quickly as counting banknotes.

"Don't read it, I counted it for you, there are only three lines." Xiao Liu turned a ballpoint pen in his hand, turned around and gave him a sideways glance, "There is another line that seems to be 'ah'."

Qi Ruochu looked at him in embarrassment, put down the script in his hand, and asked in a low voice in disbelief: "Give me such a thick stack of scripts with just a few words?"

"What's the use of asking me, I haven't filmed before, so ask He Jie." Xiao Liu said coldly.

Qi Ruochu exhaled two breaths from his nostrils, put the script in his hand heavily on the sofa, leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at the studio employee who regarded him as air without love, and thought to himself that it was really a place of good fortune On the one hand, He Jie is such a stinky fart, and his employees have the same virtues as him.

Half an hour later, He Jie came down from the stairs. Qi Ruochu's body had already sunk into the soft sofa, and he dozed off with his eyes closed.

He Jie walked up to him, and suddenly wanted to tease him, so he bent down and covered his mouth, breathed in his ear, and then suddenly shouted loudly: "The sky is falling!"

Qi Ruochu was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body slid down, until he saw He Jie's eyes narrowed with a smile, he didn't realize that he was being teased.

"Getting ready to go to the set." He Jie said with a smile.

Qi Ruochu rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, then rubbed his face, picked up the script beside him and asked, "You gave me such a thick stack of paper for three lines?"

Unexpectedly, He Jie frowned: "Have you read the book I gave you?"

Qi Ruochu was taken aback for a moment, then stammered, "Look, look."

"Seeing that you still ask such a low-level question?" He Jie sighed, "Even if the lines only have modal particles, they must be expressed according to the context before and after. It's not as simple as you think." After he finished speaking, he looked at the right words Qi Ruochu, who was very disdainful, said, "Forget it, it's useless to talk so much with a big pig's hoof, you will know when you go to the production team."