Who is not Bai Yueguang?

After hanging up the phone, Bi He sat cross-legged on the bed and counted the money, but he couldn't get enough of a pink grandpa Mao.

He also had no time to think about whether An Jin would find him or not, and if he didn't find some work to do, let alone the rent, soon he would not even be able to eat.

At this time, I have to thank actor Qi He for taking such a meal ticket as Xue Qiao.

In the past, Bi He would be called to pick up the job. They are the younger brothers who are said to rush forward with a wave of their hands. Bi He has no skills and is not very bold. The most ruthless thing he has done is probably to collect debts and catch junior .

He also finds it exhilarating.

Bi He picked up his mobile phone, looked through the address book that didn't have many contacts, found the number left by the group when Ma Gan took him to see Brother Long, and chose a note as "Brother Huang" dial it.

The phone didn't ring a few times, but there was a lot of noise in the background, and the person who answered the phone could hear a strange accent just by saying "Hello".

"Hi Brother Huang, I'm Bi He." Bi He said with a smile, "Is there any work recently? Don't forget to call me."

"Little Bi!" Brother Huang spoke with a bit of a tongue, and the sound of a group of people drinking and talking was heard in the distance, "You don't know how to be a man, you usually don't come to drink, you only think of your brothers when you find a job, that's not good ah."

Bi He fell back, raised his right hand and stretched out to the old chandelier above his head, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't be spoiled by drinking, are you drinking now?"

"Yes, come over and have a drink!" There was a sound of lightly clinking wine glasses, "It happens to be a job tomorrow, so you are lucky."

There was a smell of fuel tanks outside the open window, and Bi He knew it was Grandma Wang frying potatoes in the public kitchen again, which made him cooing all by himself.Bi He rubbed his belly, smiled and asked Brother Huang for the address, then put on his phone and went out.

Passing by the kitchen, he snatched another piece of crispy fried potato, and was "slapped" on the shoulder by Grandma Wang.

"You should eat less fried food!" Bi He was gasping for air when he was scalded by the freshly baked potatoes while running, "It's a lot of age, let's take care of yourself!"

Granny Wang rushed to the kitchen door with a spatula and cursed, and Bi He ran through an old window that was closed. The girl who got off the night shift in the morning was probably woken up, and leaned out with her disheveled hair to see Bi He's back.

"Brother Xiaohe, what are you doing?"

Bi He ran down the stairs in a hurry, and waved his hands without looking back: "It's nothing, go to bed and sleep!"

He ran across the courtyard, walked sideways through the iron-stained gate, and looked back at the tube building.

The trembling Wang Po who cooks, Uncle Chen who sits at the door smoking all day, Xiaoying who pastes the window panes in pink, and the little kid running around in the corridor with bare buttocks, this tube building seems to repeat itself every day. Same scene, nothing changed.

Bi He pursed his lips boredly, and walked to the address he had just memorized.

Not long after he walked out, he stopped again, lowered his head and found a number that had just been stored in the phone a few days ago, hesitating for a few minutes before pressing the dial.

Xue Qiao's name flashed on the screen, and Bi He put the phone to his ear, but no one answered it.

When the phone hung up automatically, Bi He thought for a while, pressed a text message and sent it, and then put the phone back.

Qiuqiu brought a lot of takeaways from the pastry shop and struggled into the studio. The shooting inside was still going on. She went to the rest area to put away the coffee and pastries, and then went to get the backpack she had thrown on the sofa.

Xue Qiao's mobile phone in the bag was blinking with signal lights, she picked it up and looked, and found a missed call and a new text message.

Behind them were all the staff who were engrossed. Qiuqiu glanced back. She couldn't disturb the ongoing filming, and it was not easy to check Xue Qiao's private phone, so she simply put the phone on the table and took the quilt by herself. drink up.

After a while, it was the break time over there, Qiuqiu hurriedly put down the messy little cake, picked up the coffee for Xue Qiao, and was about to go there.

Xue Qiao had already come over there, and when he saw her, he said helplessly, "Sister Qiu, what is your meal today?"

"The coffee shop downstairs is holding an event today." Qiuqiu swallowed the cake and said, "Buy one get one free of chocolate cake, brother, let me have a piece."

"I'll forget it." Xue Qiao thanked Bumin, but took the coffee that Qiuqiu handed over.

Qiuqiu distributed the other cakes she bought to the staff, and said to Xue Qiao who was resting when she came back, "Brother, you have missed calls and text messages on your phone."

"Whose phone number?" Xue Qiao asked, and Qiuqiu had already handed the phone into his hand.He lowered his head to unlock the password, and the first thing he saw was a text message from Bihe.

——"Are you working? Are you busy today?"

Xue Qiao glanced at the time, half an hour had passed since receiving the text message.He paused with his fingers, and called Bi He, but no one answered.

He hung up the phone and returned a text message to Bi He.

This time, he came back quickly, and asked him about when he would finish work. Xue Qiao returned the approximate time, and then asked the other party if the job search went well, and if he was not feeling well.

"Very good." Bi He replied with three words. Xue Qiao moved his fingers and was about to reply, when another message came over there, "You work hard."

It also comes with a kaomoji that Xue Qiao can understand.

Xue Qiao stared at the smiling symbol on the screen for a while, then gently placed his slender fingers on the armrest of the sofa, looking thoughtful.

Not far away, the photographer shouted to get ready to start work. After talking with the staff, Qiuqiu turned around and came back to call Xue Qiao, but stopped when she saw the look on the other side.

In Xue Qiao's right hand, he held the cell phone that he usually used to store his personal number, but his eyes were looking at the void in front of him, not knowing what to write.When he was thinking about things, his eyes had always been very focused, with a deep and imperceptible indifference that he didn't have on weekdays.But at this moment, his face was exposed under the bright light of the studio, but there was a faint smile on his lips.

This kind of smile was actually not obvious, but Qiuqiu noticed it, and quietly stared at Xue Qiao's side face for a long time before blinking curiously.

Bi He is actually not good at all at the moment, he feels that he can say that he wants to cry but has no tears.

Hang out with the hooligans on this street, and when they let you drink, it's no use saying anything else, the only thing to do is to throw your head back and drink.

He went all out and drank three cups in one go, and the bald Huang brother across the table was probably satisfied. He educated Bi He while eating peanuts, with faded tattoos on his fat arms.

"Xiao Bi, let me tell you this." Brother Huang tapped his chopsticks and looked up at Bi He, without saying a word, the smell of alcohol sprayed towards Bi He, "Let's work together under Brother Long's hands , They are all brothers, what do these brothers talk about when drinking? Isn’t it just a refreshing thing. Let’s drink happily when we talk about drinking. This call can be answered at any time, don’t you think so?”

"That's right, that's right to you." Bi He nodded again and again, he felt that the smell coming out of Brother Huang's mouth was not the smell of alcohol, but the fog barrier in martial arts novels, and he was so assimilated that he almost hiccupped, "Brother, What are you doing tomorrow?"

Brother Huang ate a few peanuts slowly and said, "That's the thing. What about Brother Long, the old man has a niece who just entered freshman year, and she looks like a—"

He smiled wretchedly, seeing Bi He looking at him blankly like a mentally retarded person, he paused, and said again: "It's just that niece of Brother Long's family, who is stupid in reading, playing with that and running away from home."

"...So we want to help Brother Long find a niece?" Bi He asked hesitantly, "Why do we have to wait until tomorrow? That...brother, if you find someone...Will Brother Long give you a reward?"

"Look at you." Brother Huang stretched out his hand and knocked Bi He's head with a chopstick, "People are right under our noses, where can the little yellow-haired girl go?"

Bi He was still at a loss: "Then what shall we do?"

Brother Huang picked his teeth and snorted, "What can I do? Let the little girl understand that the society is dangerous."

Qin Liran parked his car downstairs at the magazine office, and was just about to get into the elevator when he saw a familiar figure running towards the door.

"Qiu Qiu."

Qiuqiu paused when she ran towards the elevator, and was quite shocked when she saw Qin Liran, and stammered, "Qin, Brother Qin, why are you here?"

"After the meeting ahead of schedule, come and have a look." Qin Liran looked at the paper bag in Qiuqiu's hand, and frowned, "You're not watching by Ah Qiao, what are you doing here?"

Qiuqiu quickly raised the paper bag in her hand to show her innocence: "Brother Qiao asked me to run errands!"

Qin Liran took a look at the paper bag in his hand. There was a very unique logo of a nearby Chinese dessert shop on the package. He didn't speak, he pressed the elevator and walked in.

Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly followed in.The elevator was very big, and Qin Liran was standing in the middle, so she quietly retreated to the corner, and couldn't help but silently look at Qin Liran in front of her.

On weekdays, he called the other party Brother Qin. In fact, as a manager, although Qin Liran had deep qualifications in the industry, he was not very old. He looked the same age as Xue Qiao, and still very young.Usually it is not easy to get close to, but the facial features are really good-looking. Now that you look carefully, under the light of the elevator, it is so beautiful that you dare not look at it more.

Qiuqiu looked at it and almost fell into a daze. When she came back to her senses, she felt that the atmosphere was awkward, so she had nothing to say: "Then what, Brother Qin, you don't know, Brother Qiao made me run errands twice today. This is the first time Let’s buy some food and drink once, it’s quite normal, do you know what he asked me to do the second time? Didn’t I just brush Weibo and say that this store has a new matcha-flavored product, brother Qiao actually said Let me go and buy..."

She said a lot, but she didn't complain at all. In the circle of assistants, she lived a very relaxed and happy life with Xue Qiao, and she just couldn't keep her mouth shut at the moment.

Qin Liran didn't speak, Qiu Qiuyue spoke more slowly, she coughed and scratched her hair nonchalantly, the floor number in her sight jumped to the floor where the studio was.

"Huh." She suddenly remembered something, "Brother Qin, I remember you like matcha, right?"

With a ding, the elevator stopped and opened the door.Qin Liran walked out of the elevator, turned his head and frowned and looked at her: "I haven't gone back to work yet, what time is it?"

Qiuqiu shrank her neck, not daring to continue chatting with the other party, she lowered her head and walked quickly towards the studio.

Her figure disappeared quickly, Qin Liran only vaguely saw the paper bag dangling in her hand, he stood in the corridor for a while, then pushed his glasses and walked in the same direction.