ideal entertainment circle

Chu Qiu blankly followed Zhang Dali and Zhou Yixing to finish the meal, and ran to Qi Tianrui's office to get the signature board.

Qi Tianrui looked behind Chu Qiu and asked him, "Where's Dali?"

Chu Qiu carefully wrapped the signature board, and replied, "A meeting."

Zhang Dali sent Chu Qiu not far from Qi Tianrui's office, and was hurriedly dragged away to a meeting, before leaving, he informed Chu Qiu of the route.

Chu Qiu is very familiar with the structure of Fenghuang Entertainment, and it went smoothly without any surprises.

Qi Tianrui felt that this was a heaven-sent opportunity: "I'll take you back."

Chu Qiu paused, and looked up at Mr. Qi who had stood up.

"Brother Qi..." He murmured, a little embarrassed, "Brother Dali asked Zhou Yixing to send me off."

Qi Tianrui was taken aback.

"Zhou Yixing?"

Chu Qiu thought for a while and explained, "Let's eat together."

Chu Qiu obediently patted Zhou Yixing's head, and Zhou Yixing happily gave him a whole pack of white rabbit toffee, and had dinner with Zhang Dali by the way.

Zhang Dali was taken away for a meeting, and before leaving, he asked Zhou Yixing to send Chu Qiu back.

Qi Tianrui wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

I really misread you Dali.

Qi Tianrui thought with a blank expression.

You professional lagging pig teammate.

Mr. Qi nodded reservedly and waved his hands: "Be careful."

Chu Qiu wrapped up the signature board, showed a small smile to Qi Tianrui, thanked him, then turned and opened the office door.

"Wait!" Qi Tianrui yelled to stop Chu Qiu, opened his wallet, took out a credit card from a pile of cards, and handed it to Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu was startled, took two steps back, and stared at Qi Tianrui with wide eyes.

Mr. Qi was a little helpless.

In fact, he really wanted to domineeringly say to Chu Qiu, "Swipe casually", but Qi Tianrui knew very well that Chu Qiu would never accept such an unreasonable gift.

Mr. Qi sighed softly in his heart, met Chu Qiu's gaze, and said calmly: "The account will be calculated in your future income, and your aunt's illness is more important."

Chu Qiu lowered his eyes to look at the card in Qi Tianrui's hand, then at Qi Tianrui who had a calm face. He was stunned for a while before recovering, and stretched out his hand to take the card.

Holding his card and signature board, he stood helplessly at the door of the office, opened his mouth to say something, but his voice disappeared under Qi Tianrui's gaze.

In the end Chu Qiu sniffed and let out a small whimper.

"……thanks."

He seemed to be thanking him for the past few days.

Thank you Qi Tianrui, thank Zhang Dali, thank God for allowing him to do it all over again.

Chu Qiu's breathing was a little unsteady, with a slightly hoarse cry.

He repeated, "Thank you."

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu who was drooping his head and muffled, and was momentarily at a loss when he heard the cry.

After a long time, he raised his hand and landed on Chu Qiu's shoulder.

A broad palm patted Chu Qiu's shoulder: "It will be fine."

Chu Qiu sniffed and nodded.

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu's reddened eyes, and stretched out his hand to rub it, but Chu Qiu himself preempted it.

Mr. Qi withdrew his half-raised hand calmly, and his voice softened: "Go back, be careful on the road."

Chu Qiu responded, rubbed his eyes and left Qi Tianrui's office, carefully closing the door behind him when he left.

The "click" sound of the lock closing was very light, but Qi Tianrui took a deep breath following the sound, picked up his cell phone and called Zhang Dali.

As friends, there is no tacit understanding!

Zhang Dali, how did you become a kid!

Qi Tianrui sat back on the chair, looked at the documents on the table and thought angrily.

And Zhou Yixing!

Believe it or not, I will deduct your salary!

Zhou Yixing didn't know about Qi Tianrui's sinister intentions, he sat at the stairs and waited for Chu Qiu without any image, and felt a little excited about peeping into Qi Tianrui's little secret.

He heard footsteps, turned around and saw Chu Qiu coming, stood up and patted his pants.

"Are you about to sign a contract?" Zhou Yixing sat in the driver's seat and turned to look at Chu Qiu who was buckling up his seat belt.

Chu Qiu paused, nodded, and reported the address of the dormitory.

"If you don't like to talk so much, it will be very hard to do publicity in the future." Zhou Yixing started the car and said casually, "It's better to exercise."

Chu Qiu fastened his seat belt and looked up at Zhou Yixing in the driver's seat.

They were not familiar with each other, and Chu Qiu didn't know what to say, so he just held the signature board and looked at Zhou Yixing eagerly.

Zhou Yixing's personality doesn't conflict with his external image, he is cheerful and talkative, generous and straightforward, just like his brother, he talks non-stop.

When the production team runs publicity, they like to bring this kind of eloquent, witty and winky person. Chu Qiu has always been very envious of this kind of personality.

Zhou Yixing has a very good impression of Chu Qiu, probably because he has seen too many newcomers who want to hang their tails up to the sky when they get the favor of high-level officials. For Chu Qiu's question-answering and well-behaved and modest newcomers, even if it is not from Qi Tianrui's Relationship, he is willing to help when he meets.

The car stopped downstairs in Chu Qiu's dormitory. Zhou Yixing glanced at Chu Qiu who was unbuttoning his seat belt from the rearview mirror, paused, and called him.

Chu Qiu raised his head upon hearing the sound.

Zhou Yixing waved to him: "Lean your head closer."

Chu Qiu looked at Zhou Yixing for two seconds, then moved forward slightly.

"I have a very important audition tomorrow." Zhou Yixing reached out and touched Chu Qiu's head, with a pious expression on his face, "I'm lucky."

Chu Qiu, who was slapped on the head several times today, was silent for a while, and finally blessed in a low voice: "The audition went well."

This was the first time that Chu Qiu spoke other than reporting his address along the way.

"The voice is so nice, it's a pity not to say more." Zhou Yixing said with emotion, withdrew his hand, watched Chu Qiu enter the dormitory, and then drove away.

Zhang Dali moved quickly, and after three days passed, he notified Chu Qiu that he could move to the new dormitory.

Although Chu Qiu said that he didn't need help to move, Zhang Dali went to pick up Chu Qiu on the same day because of the old mother's mentality trained by Qi Tianrui.

When Zhang Dali arrived, Chu Qiu had bundled up the quilts and packed them, only some scattered books and other things were left unpacked.

Zhang Dali was big and round, just like a robbery. When Chu Qiu was still dazed because of his arrival, he picked up Chu Qiu's packed bedding and left.

Chu Qiu: "..."

Chu Qiu looked at Zhang Dali who entered the elevator, and slowly returned to the room, poured a glass of cold water for Zhang Dali and put it on the small table, and continued to squat aside to organize the small things.

Zhang Dali came up again and smiled when he saw the water on the small table.

He wiped his sweat, picked up the cup and looked at Chu Qiu who was nimble, and said, "The contract can be signed the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Chu Qiu nodded, not surprised.

Zhang Dali took a sip of water: "I met Zhou Yixing yesterday, and he asked me to ask you if you are interested in being his radio guest this weekend."

Chu Qiu turned to look at Zhang Dali, dumbfounded.

"Radio?"

Zhang Dali nodded: "Zhou Yixing's."

Zhou Yixing studied broadcasting and hosting in college, and later joined Fenghuang Entertainment to debut as a singer group. After his brother let himself go and ran away, he transformed into an actor, which can also be called a wealth of experience and versatility.

Over the years, he has been going around in twists and turns, and he has never let go of the radio station where he is the anchor. It is precisely because of the existence of the radio station that interacts with fans very strongly that even if he has repeatedly transformed and tossed, his popularity is still as stable as Mount Tai.

"He said that it was your luck that the audition went well, and it just so happened that there were no guests scheduled for this weekend, so he wanted to see if you were interested." Zhang Dali explained.

Chu Qiu was noncommittal about the idea of ​​rubbing luck, he just shook his head: "It's not appropriate."

"I also think it's inappropriate now." Zhang Dali agreed with this, "But I think it's good for you as a friend to visit every now and then, and exercise more."

Chu Qiu nodded, and sealed the box full of small items with tape.

Zhang Dali has already picked up his suitcase.

There are very few things in Chu Qiu's suitcase, and its lightness is about the same as that of students who go home for the National Day.

Zhang Dali carried the box and waited for Chu Qiu to lock the door.

The elevator not far away rang, and two people walked out.

Chu Qiu took out the key and knelt down to hug the big cardboard box on the ground.

The two stopped in front of them.

Chu Qiu raised his head, and at a glance he saw his manager who was always sulking as if the country owed him 800 million, followed by the male lead of the idol drama from which Chu Qiu was dropped from the role.

The manager glanced contemptuously at Chu Qiu, and looked at Zhang Dali with a smile on his face: "Isn't this Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Dali nodded politely.

"Come to pick up Chu Qiu?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dali didn't really want to talk, so he nodded again.

The manager smiled, "Then Chu Qiu must be very happy, right? Chu Qiu is good in everything, but he is not very obedient. I wish you a happy cooperation in the future."

"Thank you, I also wish you prosperity in martial arts." Zhang Dali smiled without a smile on his face, implying something, "Thank you for missing our Xiaoqiu so much."

In many cases, apart from flattering each other, brokers step on each other when they talk, and what they say is separated by two stomachs and eighteen bends, and several meanings can be interpreted in one sentence.

Zhang Dali made it clear that he was making fun of the fact that this person let Chu Qiu go before, but he got angry instead.

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at that person's expression, took the cardboard box that Chu Qiu was holding in his arms, motioned for Chu Qiu to pick up the suitcase, turned around and left.

Chu Qiu looked at Zhang Dali's back, then at his manager with a sinking face, and at a male celebrity who had nothing to do with him.

After thinking about it, he hung the house key in his hand on the doorknob, pulled the suitcase, and trotted all the way to catch up with Zhang Dali.

Zhang Dali felt that he didn't need to be angry with that kind of person at all, but he was a little angry when he saw Chu Qiu whose expression didn't change at all.

Letting people out in the future, wouldn't it mean that others would bully them at will?

"Why didn't you speak just now?" Zhang Dali asked.

Chu Qiu was putting the suitcase into the trunk of the car, and was stunned when he heard this.

Zhang Dali helped him put it away, covered the back of the car, and said, "In the future, if you meet someone like this who satirizes you in front of you, you just go back, what's the matter with me..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dali was stuck for a moment, he thought of the phone call Qi Tianrui made two days ago to accuse him of being slow, coughed lightly, and forcibly took Mr. Qi out of the camera.

"Qi Tianrui and I are here for you!"

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