Wrong Dream of Rebirth

Qi Ruochu clicked on Hot Search, and while listening to the recording of the dinner at Yuesheng Hotel that night, he browsed through the photos of Yan Ziyu playing with his children in the villa yard. rumored.

"Who is so powerful and has exposed so many shocking stories." Qi Lu shook his head and smacked his lips, lit a cigarette and put it next to his mouth, "Compared with this, it seems that the news about us is much inferior."

Qi Ruochu took a look at Qi Lu, and flipped the trending searches and topics on Weibo to the bottom of the page, and found that all the trending news about himself and Qi Lu had been withdrawn, and the public opinion on the Internet had all turned around. Under Yu's news, there are a large number of netizens following the rhythm, pointing all the contradictions directly to the talent show producer.

"He Jie's skills and resources are really amazing." Qi Ruochu sighed secretly. He fully understood and supported discrediting Xu Guanyan's reputation, but he couldn't agree with the exposure of Yan Ziyu's secret marriage and childbirth. Just an innocent bystander, there is absolutely no need to involve her at this time.

"Dad, I'll go back to my room to charge my phone." Qi Ruochu went upstairs with the phone.

Qi Lu is still a little unaccustomed to him calling himself "Dad", but after what happened tonight, he suddenly let go of a lot of burdens. Unknowingly, Qi Ruochu no longer needs the maternal love he longed for earlier, and he can already Now that he is on his own, the task of being a father and mother can probably come to an end.

Qi Ruochu went back to the room, drew the curtains and closed the door tightly, and dialed He Jie's phone number.The phone rang for a long time before being connected. He Jie was busy dealing with various marketing and public relations companies and online news studios who had doubts about the authenticity of the news, as well as personal inquiries.

"You are the one who broke the news on Weibo, right?" Qi Ruochu was sitting by the bed, flipping through a comic book that was under the pillow before, and when he saw the male protagonists in the book, Still couldn't help laughing bitterly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "Unexpectedly, Uncle Qi is so capable, so many reporters can't do anything about him."

He Jie just bought a photo taken by the reporter outside the ballroom, but the scene in the photo is very chaotic, except for the backs of Qi Ruochu and Qi Lu when they left, and those motorcycle boys, there is basically nothing that can be regarded as news news .

However, the paparazzi's tricks are very deep. Before He Jie paid to buy these photos, they would not tell the truth about the content of the photos. Instead, they would exaggerate the content, making the buyer have to spend a lot of money to buy them.

But He Jie is not short of this small amount of money, no matter what, he can feel more at ease when he buys these photos.

"Why did you expose Yan Ziyu's matter?" Qi Ruochu asked, since Qi Lu's matter had subsided, he didn't have the heart to chat with He Jie about those irrelevant things.

"Do you have anything to do with her? So caring and favoring her?" He Jie asked back.

"It doesn't matter, I just think she is innocent."

"Aren't you innocent? Isn't Uncle Qi innocent? I'm not innocent?" He Jie sneered, "Don't put your virginal heart in the entertainment circle. Oh, by the way, you seem to have nothing to do with our circle soon, right? ? So it’s better to stop worrying about it.”

"Who said it's okay!?" Unconvinced, Qi Ruochu slammed the comic book in his hand on the bed, thinking that this He Jie is really ruthless, and he pretended to be considerate before and wanted to give him hemorrhoid cream , within a few hours before and after, he turned into a big bad wolf who pissed him off, so he might as well change his name to He Dangdao, what is He Jie.

"I can really hear what you said, 'This entertainment industry, I don't think it's going to work anymore'." He Ji paused, and said sarcastically, "Did you say that?"

Qi Ruochu drooped his eyelids and bit his lips, wishing he could scratch his ears, and muttered to the phone in a low voice: "I regret it..."

"Oh? What's the matter?" He Jie deliberately elongated his tone and pretended not to understand. He was trying to make trouble for Qi Ruochu, who made himself so busy here that he kept thinking Put down the pick.

Qi Ruochu scratched his face depressedly, and after heaving a long sigh, he had to obey obediently: "I don't want to be looked down upon."

"Oh, that's it." He Jie smiled muffled, but fortunately this big pig's trotter still has some backbone, "Then wait for my call tomorrow."

"What are you doing waiting for your call? Hello? Hello!?" Looking at the phone that was hung up, Qi Ruochu cursed angrily, "Damn", he knew that this time he was really pinched in He Jie's hands and couldn't escape out.

After going downstairs to take a shower, he and Qi Lu went back to their respective rooms and fell asleep.The two tossed and tossed for almost half the night, even though there were still many things on their minds, it seemed that falling asleep was not as difficult as imagined.

He Jie had been busy in the studio for the whole night, and at dawn all the work was finished, and the half-tired employees lay in disorder on the sofa in the living room to catch up on sleep.

After a night of struggle, the wind direction on Weibo has been completely reversed. Qi Ruochu's news disappeared after only a few hours of activity, and under the control of the public opinion of the navy, the news about him was even covered with a layer of conspiracy Regarding the clothes, netizens speculated that he offended the talent show group, and those photos and family affairs were inexplicably exposed.

In this way, not only did he not ruin his stardom, but he also won the support of a large number of netizens, including the support of many LGBT groups. He Jie also chose this most suitable time to open a personal Weibo for him .Once Weibo was launched, it gained 10,000+ fans in just a few hours.

Looking at the employees who had worked hard all night, He Jie, who was still in good spirits, suddenly had a whim, and drove alone to the breakfast street that Qi Ruochu took him to, bought a lot of special breakfasts, and turned the studio The coffee table in the living room is full.

Xiaopang smelled the aroma of breakfast in his drowsy sleepiness, and wriggled his nose and got up from the sofa.

"Order takeaway?" Xiaopang rubbed his red eyes, yawned a long time, and shouted to the employees lying next to him, "Breakfast is ready."

He Jie looked at him and smiled: "It's not takeaway, I bought it outside."

"You?" Xiaopang patted his face, suspecting that he was dreaming, "I've never seen you eat breakfast outside, where did you find so many delicious food?"

He Jie smiled mysteriously and didn't answer. Instead, he walked to the tea table and opened the transparent plastic bag containing fish paste soup powder and fried dough sticks: "Hurry up and eat while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's dry. Tear up the fried dough sticks." Dip it into small pieces and eat it with fish soup, it tastes good, go home and sleep well after eating."

This is the trick that Qi Ruochu told him.

Several employees looked at me and I looked at you, feeling a little flattered by He Jie's sudden thoughtfulness.

"Why are you staring blankly? Eat." He Jie blinked his eyes, took the lead in picking up a bowl of bean curds and ate it, "If you think you can't eat enough, I'll tell you the address, and next time you can go buy it yourself." , that street is a famous snack street, there are many people having breakfast there every morning, and you may not be able to buy it if you go late, it is very lively."

Fatty on the opposite side looked at He Jie who was so friendly and down-to-earth, and felt a little incredible. He was really curious about what kind of magic Qi Ruochu had cast on He Jie, making him seem like a different person. ABC, which has always been considered dirty, is becoming more and more like a native of H City.

"Little Fatty, help me arrange a few reporters who are friendly with us to come over later." He Jie finished eating the bean curd, picked up the bean curd brain and started eating.

"What's the matter?" Xiaopang stopped his chopsticks.

"I want to help Qi Ruochu clean up." He Jie said indistinctly with a mouthful of tofu in his mouth, he was rarely so unappetizing, and he was infected by Qi Ruochu unknowingly, "By the way, didn't you say that before?" Want to sign a third-year film school student? I remember it was a girl?"

"Yes." Xiaopang looked at him puzzled, and after thinking about it, he frowned and asked, "You don't mean to..."

He Jie pulled one corner of his mouth and smiled, picked up the tissue paper on the coffee table and wiped his mouth, sighed and said: "It's not always like this routine, it's a bit dirty, but it works."

"As you wish." Xiaopang shrugged indifferently, and glanced at He Jie, "Anyway, I don't count what happened to Qi Ruochu."

Qi Lu woke up first at ten o'clock in the morning. He was woken up by a phone call from Jiang Ting. Because of the turmoil last night, Jiang Ting decided to close the ballroom for a while to avoid the limelight. Anyway, the ballroom has been open for so many years, so it happens to be okay. Take advantage of this time to renovate the old decoration.

"Ruochu, it's time to eat." Qi Lu heated up the unfinished leftovers in the refrigerator last night, and went upstairs to call Qi Ruochu.

Qi Ruochu fell asleep like a dead pig, Qi Lu knocked on the door for a long time before turning over with his eyes closed, and replied weakly: "Got it..."

When he went downstairs, he was startled when he saw Qi Lu in his new attire, and he couldn't resist asking for a long time.

"Dad, why don't you wear a little flower skirt?"

Qi Lu placed the chopsticks in his hand heavily on the mouth of the bowl, Qi Ruochu immediately tensed up, thinking that he was going to lose his temper, but unexpectedly, when the style of painting changed, Qi Lu suddenly sighed softly, tugged on the somewhat short cuffs, He said earnestly: "My son calls me dad, so I have to go back to my old job."

"That...it doesn't seem like this is the way to go back to the old business..." Qi Ruochu felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his cheek and looked at Qi Lu's mix and match in embarrassment. Although it was a set of men's pajamas, Qi Lu's The hairstyle and the stubble on his face still look awkward.

"Hey, it's good to have ink in your stomach. After all, you, a college student, came out of Lao Qi's family. I can be considered worthy of my ancestors." Qi Lu smiled bitterly, "This set of clothes has been in the closet for more than ten or twenty years. I don't know if it has shrunk or I have grown again, why it is so short."

Qi Ruochu smiled, thinking that it is impossible to grow taller, probably because Qi Lu has gained weight over the years.

"It's okay, I'll buy you some new sets when I'm free." He ate the rice in the bowl, quietly raised his eyelids to stare at Qi Lu for a while, and found that he seemed to be in a good mood, so he boldly Gossip started.

"Dad, who were those men in leather clothes at the entrance of the ballroom yesterday?"

"Dad, what did you do before you gave birth to me?"

"Dad, last time you said that I seem to have brothers and sisters, don't you?"

"Dad, if my own mother is not dead, where is she?"

Listening to him asking "Dad" endlessly, Qi Lu felt funny and helpless in his heart, but Qi Ruochu is no longer a child, and he has the right to know these old things.

Qi Lu put his hands on his thighs, and his shoulders sank slightly, as if he was about to answer Qi Ruochu's questions, but he didn't expect that the big iron gate outside the courtyard was slapped and banged.

Qi Ruochu glanced at Qi Lu, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth: "I'll go and have a look."

After what happened last night, Qi Lu's heart was still a little worried, fearing that something might happen outside, he quickly followed Qi Ruochu out.

Qi Ruochu opened the big iron gate a crack, and saw a middle-aged woman with a strange face.

"Yo, isn't this Mrs. Lu?" Qi Lu squeezed past Qi Ruochu, and cautiously glanced outside the door, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Lu is a neighbor who lives diagonally across from Qi Ruochu's house.

"There are a lot of reporters over there! I passed by after buying vegetables and heard that they are here to interview you! I came to your house specially to have a look!" Aunt Lu was carrying a vegetable basket in her hand, and she was beaming as she described the group of reporters. At the end of the battle, he glanced into the yard with mischievous eyebrows, "There is also that big star with those reporters!"

"Big star!?" Qi Ruochu swallowed, and He Jie's face appeared in his heart, "What's your name?"

"Ah! People want to interview you, you don't know yet!" Aunt Lu looked at the father and son in shock, scratched her temples and thought, "Let me think about the name of that star, it seems that there was a TV show a while ago. There's a TV show he's acting in..."

"Is it called He Jie?" Qi Ruochu looked at her nervously.

When Aunt Lu heard this, she stomped heavily: "Yes! That's him! He Jie!"