ideal entertainment circle

Chu Qiu followed the director downstairs to shoot commercials.

The fan girl recognized Zhang Dali, showed him the photo of Chu Qiu that she secretly took, and asked him if he could send it.

Zhang Dali deleted a few photos with architectural backgrounds, where it was obvious where they were, and then returned the phone to her, asking casually, "Are you a fan of Chu Qiu?"

The girl took back her phone and nodded with a bright smile on her face.

Zhang Dali was quite curious: "How do you know him?"

Chu Qiu had been on TV twice before, and they were all small shows, basically there were no scenes on him, and he didn't like to talk, so he couldn't pick up when others threw a stick, so the post-editing was only done for him. He cut a few shots, causing Chu Qiu's sense of existence to be almost zero.

"He may not remember, I actually met him."

The girl said with a smile.

"His announcement was a guest at a charity event. I happened to be a volunteer at the time. I saw that although he was extremely nervous, he was very patient with those withdrawn and mentally ill children."

As the girl spoke, she dug out a few photos from her phone, they were all taken at a relatively short distance, but Chu Qiu's face was completely uncovered, and she could still see it very clearly.

Zhang Dali noticed that the shooting time was six months ago.

"Chu Qiu is good-looking, gentle and patient. I fell in love with him immediately." The girl said with a smile, "At that time, I thought Chu Qiu would definitely be popular. I am so happy that he quit Fenghuang, Angel Entertainment has never given him a better notice, but I hope he won't change after he becomes popular."

Zhang Dali listened and nodded.

This kind of fans who are early in the game and have a long-term relationship are very rare. Zhang Dali chatted with the girl in a pleasant manner, and he was selling Chu Qiu's Amway between the lines.

In the business of being a broker, one's mouth is the most slick, and if you don't talk about it, you can't talk about cooperation.

If talking is an art, that Dali and that mouth probably have perfected this art and made it bloom.

The girl chatted happily with Zhang Dali, chatting with Zhang Dali and chatting with Chu Qiu are completely two worlds.

When Chu Qiu's camera was finally called out by the director, and she came back to rest profusely from the heat, the girl had already left with the volunteer team.

Zhang Dali patted Chu Qiu's shoulder with great relief, and said with emotion: "The people of Angel Entertainment are still useful!"

An announcement that is estimated to be only 2000 yuan in profit, in exchange for a rich old fan, this wave is not a loss at all!

It's just a big profit, okay?

Chu Qiu had a question mark on his face.

Zhang Dali waved his hand, followed Chu Qiu into the teaching building, discussed with Aunt Chu, and then clumsily tried to get along with the children.

Seeing the happy faces of the children who got a few candies, Zhang Dali walked over with a smile, trying his best to put on a gentle demeanor, trying hard to win the favor of the children.

——Zhang Dali's face was the most standard image of a villain described by his aunt and brothers and sisters.

But among the group of children in the yard, there are always some brave ones.

They regarded Zhang Dali, a tall and burly man, as a big tree. Some climbed on their backs, some wanted to ride big horses, and there was a swing hanging from each arm.

Zhang Dali also went to the nursery and stayed in the nursery for more than an hour, deeply feeling the hardships of raising a child.

"When your sister Liu has a baby, I'd better ask two aunts to take care of the baby in shifts." Zhang Dali awkwardly changed the baby's diaper, and said to Chu Qiu, "It's too difficult to take care of the baby."

Chu Qiu was standing on the side, holding another baby skillfully, laughing at Zhang Dali's collapsed face.

The two had dinner at the orphanage together with the director and filming staff.

After the meal, Chu Qiu watched the director and a few brothers who were shooting and lighting happily boarded the van that he was unfamiliar with before with their equipment on their backs.

Zhang Dali got into the driver's seat of his own car, turned on the air conditioner and got out again, then walked into the reception room with Chu Qiu to enjoy the air conditioner, and waited for the temperature in the car to drop before going up.

Zhang Dali looked at the schedule on his phone and said, "Tomorrow is the weekend, why don't you go to my house tomorrow?"

Anyway, Chu Qiu was fine and simply nodded.

"You can't miss the body and vocal music courses. I've sent you the course schedule. If you're interested, you can also attend dance and the like."

Chu Qiu nodded, and took out his cell phone, which he hadn't touched much all day.

Then he found out that four hours ago, Boss Qi Da had sent him a message.

Chu Qiu saved the schedule that Zhang Dali sent him first, and then clicked on Qi Tianrui's message.

Qi Tianrui: Are you resting?

Chu Qiu replied with a hmm, and was about to put the phone back.

As a result, Qi Tianrui replied in seconds.

Qi Tianrui: Are you free on weekends?Have a meal together?

Chu Qiu paused, and replied:

Chu Qiu: Go to Brother Dali's house tomorrow.

Looking at the message from Chu Qiu, Qi Tianrui felt that if Zhang Dali was in front of him, he would definitely kick him.

I know how to make trouble all day long!

Qi Tianrui thought viciously.

Then he replied to Chu Qiu very quickly.

Qi Tianrui: I will go tomorrow too, and he invited me too.

Qi Tianrui: Then see you tomorrow.

Chu Qiu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and handed the phone to Zhang Dali who was browsing some information on the phone.

Zhang Dali glanced at it: "..."

go away!I didn't ask you out.

Mr. Zhang Dali, who was thinking like this in his heart, nodded under Chu Qiu's gaze, and said, "Yes, I have an appointment with him."

Chu Qiu had always believed in Zhang Dali, and after hearing his affirmation, he took back the phone.

But he thinks that Qi Tianrui likes him, Zhang Dali must know about it.

Anyway, it wasn't a big deal, Chu Qiu nodded and looked at the schedule.

Zhang Dali asked him: "What do you like to eat?"

Chu Qiu replied, "Potatoes."

Zhang Daxin said that Chu Qiu is really easy to support.

It was Qi Tianrui who came to pick up Chu Qiu the next day.

Chu Qiu was stunned for two seconds, and finally silently accepted the fact.

He stretched out his hand to open the back seat door, but before his hand touched the door handle, the passenger door popped open.

Chu Qiu: "..."

Qi Tianrui sat in the car and looked at him with a smile.

Chu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped into the passenger seat.

"Dali was left at home by Sister Liu to help." Qi Tianrui explained.

Chu Qiu felt that there was no need for Qi Tianrui to explain.

He turned his head and glanced at Qi Tianrui, his gaze swept over his hand holding the steering wheel.

He held it tightly and pursed his lips slightly.

Qi Tianrui was nervous.

"En." Chu Qiu nodded, closed the car door, and pulled off the seat belt.

Taking advantage of Chu Qiu's lowering his head, Qi Tianrui took a closer look at Chu Qiu, and seeing that he didn't show any unhappiness, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed.

Chu Qiu fastened his seat belt, and Qi Tianrui started the car.

The inside of the car was very silent, but the atmosphere was not stiff.

Chu Qiu saw the small bottle hanging under the rearview mirror.

Only then did he realize that the aroma in the car had changed.

Previously, what hung in Qi Tianrui's car was the somewhat sweet scent of green tea, but today it is the scent of apples.

——It is a fragrance that can make Chu Qiu feel relaxed.

Chu Qiu stared at the small green bottle, was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "Thank you."

Qi Tianrui was so focused on driving that he didn't hear clearly what Qiu said, "Huh? What?"

Chu Qiu raised his voice a bit and repeated, "Thank you."

He paused and added, "Xiang."

Hearing this, Qi Tianrui smiled, "You've become much sharper, Xiaoqiu."

Chu Qiu knew that Qi Tianrui was comparing himself with him in the previous life. Thinking of the previous situation, Chu Qiu couldn't help being a little embarrassed, pursed his lips and turned his head away, and stopped talking.

Qi Tianrui was very happy.

The traffic jam didn't stop him from being in a good mood. Mr. Qi turned on the car stereo and played a song on the traffic jam.

Most of the songs Qi Tianrui collected were written by Chen Miao.

Many musicians say that Chen Miao's voice has a magical power, which can make people feel the bursting vigor and vigor.

Chen Miao doesn't like to sing love songs, most of her songs are life-reminiscing and inspiring, and the few love songs are all golden songs.

Chu Qiu also likes to listen to her songs. When he was exhausted in the previous life and felt that he could no longer hold on, he just listened to the encouragement and blessing audio recorded by fans for him, as well as Chen Miao's songs, and he survived hard. .

It's like breaking a cocoon. Although it is painful and difficult to tear through obstacles, crossing this hurdle is a completely different new world.

Qi Tianrui was in a good mood, so good that he sang along to the music.

Chu Qiu relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, listening to the music in his ears, and lowered his head to read the analysis of the characters of the original book fans at the bottom of the page of "Tai Jing".

It would be nice if we could get along so comfortably all the time.

Thinking about it, Chu Qiu lightly tapped the screen to turn the page.

But this mode of getting along does not seem to have to be limited to love.

The traffic jam passed, and the song changed abruptly, becoming one of Chen Miao's few love songs.

This song is about unrequited love.

Chu Qiu paused as he wanted to continue turning the page, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Qi Tianrui.

Qi Tianrui concentrated on driving the car, the joy and gentleness in his eyes were not concealed at all.

Is it just so happy to meet you?

Chu Qiu pursed his lips, and silently looked away.

Zhang Dali's family, Chu Qiu, has been there many times, and Qi Tianrui has been there countless times.

When the two of them arrived, Zhang Dali opened the door. The rough man Zhang Dali was wearing an apron facing a little yellow chicken. There were some water and light blood stains on the apron, and he was holding a knife in his hand. When he opened the door, he looked fierce. He glared at Qi Tianrui.

Chu Qiu was taken aback by his attire that combined the images of a husband, a gangster, and a murderer.

Qi Tianrui was also confused for a moment, and then quickly reacted.

He brought out a new pair of disposable slippers for Chu Qiu from the shoe cabinet at the side, and put on a pair for himself, looking at Zhang Dali: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Dali said angrily: "Cut the fish!"

Qi Tianrui likes to eat fish, if he hadn't brought Qi Tianrui with him, his wife wouldn't have bought the fish back, and he didn't have to dissect it.

Zhang Dali is willing to wash vegetables, choose vegetables, cut vegetables and cook whatever, but he doesn't like to butcher live ingredients himself.

In his words, it is: "I personally strangled a alive and kicking creature, and my conscience hurts."

Zhang Dali led the two of them into the living room. Sister Liu came out of the kitchen and wore the same apron as Zhang Dali, with a little yellow chicken sticking out its butt printed on the middle of the apron.

"Xiaoqiu, right? Dali often mentions you, and you can sit wherever you want."

Chu Qiu bent the corner of his mouth and said hello, "Hello, sister Liu."

Qi Tianrui stretched his head to the kitchen to take a look, and then was pushed out by Sister Liu.

"Relax, there is your steamed fish and fried minced pork with rice tofu."

Qi Tianrui smiled, turned around and made two cups of tea by himself, one for himself and one for Chu Qiu.

Hearing Sister Liu's words, Chu Qiu was stunned for two seconds, thinking of what Qi Tianrui ordered the last time he had dinner with her, he really thought.

The last time Qi Tianrui was totally accommodating to his taste.

Chu Qiu took the cup and thanked Qi Tianrui again.

Qi Tianrui was stunned for two seconds, and asked: "What are you thanking this time?"

Chu Qiu said, "I ate last time."

Qi Tianrui laughed all of a sudden: "You don't understand that, things like eating depend on the person."

"If you are the one who eats together, no matter what it is, it will suit my taste." Qi Tianrui said.

After kicking a straight ball, Mr. Qi only felt comfortable all over his body, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and he was no longer afraid.

He felt that with this sentence, he could boast to Zhou Yixing, who hated him, for a year!

Chu Qiu held the cup and looked at him stupidly.

Is being able to spend time with the people you like the only thing that makes you happy?

He wondered again in his heart.

Although Sister Liu's craftsmanship is not as professional as Zhou Yiyue's, it is still very good.

It tastes like home.

Chu Qiu quietly ate the familiar fried pork with shredded potatoes, while watching Qi Tianrui eat up half a bowl of fried minced pork with rice tofu in one go.

Sister Liu looked at Chu Qiu, while enthusiastically picking up vegetables, while chatting about homework.

How old are you?Where did you study in university?Have you ever been in love?Is there any object yet?

Chu Qiu was very grateful for such concern, and answered each one truthfully.

When it came to finding the ideal type for a partner, both Zhang Dali and Sister Liu glanced vaguely at Qi Tianrui who was eating sullenly, pretending he didn't hear anything.

Their petty actions were discovered by Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu blinked, wondering if Qi Tianrui would choke if he said his ideal type was a white rabbit milk candy manufacturer, and then attack the food industry in anger.

Out of kindness, Chu Qiu shook his head and said he didn't know.

Hearing this answer, Qi Tianrui felt very delicate.

I can't say I'm happy, but at least I'm not disappointed.

Sister Liu didn't ask further, seeing that Chu Qiu drank half a bowl of soup and added a big spoonful, she changed the subject with a smile: "Do you like seaweed pork rib soup?"

Chu Qiu was a little shy and nodded.

"Dali said that you passed the audition for "Tai Jing", and I will tell the team to make soup for you."

Whatever Sister Liu said, Chu Qiu took it seriously, and gave a shy smile from time to time.

Chu Qiu's attention was not entirely on Sister Liu.

When Qi Tianrui made a sound occasionally, Chu Qiu could see that Qi Tianrui always had a few pieces of fish and a few spoonfuls of rice tofu in his bowl.

Chu Qiu made a small calculation.

It's not that he doesn't know how to cook. The orphanage teaches children how to cook since they were young. After all, there are no parents pampering them. Learning basic life skills is a must.

Qi Tianrui was not short of money, so naturally he didn't need Chu Qiu to repay him with money.

Chu Qiu thought, if he cooks Qi Tianrui's favorite dishes for him, Qi Tianrui should be very happy.

——After all, he just came to pick him up, and when he found out that he was thinking carefully, Qi Tianrui was so happy that his eyes rolled up. If he could receive the food made by him, he should be even happier.

It would be great if Qi Tianrui wasn't so rich.

If Qi Tianrui is not so rich, he can work hard and earn more money to repay the investment Qi Tianrui gave him.

Zhang Dali did the calculations for Chu Qiu, and until the last Chu Qiu got the trophy, the income he brought to Fenghuang had just exceeded the initial investment - of course, this investment included Qi Tianrui's private investment.

Chu Qiu thought about it and ate a piece of kelp.

But thinking about it carefully, cooking food for Qi Tianrui seems too intimate.

Chu Qiu gnawed at the bone and thought about it, hesitating.

The degree of difficulty of cooking for a boss who is interested in me is still a bit high.

...or make money to pay off debts.

This degree of difficulty is relatively low.

Chu Qiu thought silently.

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