An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

This time the column team did not plan to stay longer, and was expected to leave the Serengeti prairie before dark, rest for one night after leaving the prairie, and return to Nairobi the next day to fly back home.

The live broadcast continues.

Chretien stood aside, his hair a little messed up by the wind. He watched the two groups of people who didn't understand the language communicate with gestures and smiles, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Qiao who was leaning on the off-road vehicle.

"Joe, are you leaving?"

Xu Qiao was distributing the candies prepared by the column team to the children of the Hadzabi tribe. He nodded when he heard his question: "The filming is over. We will leave the Serengeti before tonight."

Chretien wanted to say something more. At this time, the translator of the column team came over with a mobile phone and asked him if he could interview a few questions.

The interview with this folklorist, who has studied the indigenous tribes in the Serengeti for a year, is a sign of Gong Sheng.

As a well-known folklorist in France with many academic achievements, Chrétien's words and opinions can enrich the content of this recording.

Chretien nodded gently.

The translator looked at the questions recorded in the memo on the phone and asked them one by one.

Chretien's answer is full of reason and romantic poetry.

“…in this year of being with the indigenous tribes of the Serengeti, I have changed the way I look at life, the way I look at life, and the way I look at the world.”

"Many concepts and standards are broken here, and it is impossible to simply judge whether it is right or wrong, good or bad. But I do see another possibility here."

The translator then asked a few more questions.

When talking about his research progress, Chretien had a different smile on his face.

"The content I want to record and research has been completed before, and I have not gone back because life here is more attractive to me than in other places. But now... I think it is time to go back."

As he spoke, Chretien looked at Xu Qiao.

"Joe, I thank the Serengeti for bringing me to you."

The translator was stunned, and blinked, not knowing whether to continue asking.

Although most of the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't understand his words, they keenly noticed that he suddenly called Xu Qiao's name.

[Do you feel the atmosphere is a bit weird]

[Chretien says thanks to Serengeti for allowing him to meet JoJo]

[I feel that there is something wrong with the way he looks at Xu Qiao. Is it my illusion. . ]

Xu Qiao finished distributing the candies, and was discussing with Gong Sheng in a low voice about her plans after returning home. When she heard Chretien's voice, she was startled for a moment, and turned her head to meet his gaze.

Realizing what Chretien was talking about, Xu Qiao gave a polite and friendly smile: "Thank you, and I also thank the Serengeti for letting us have a pleasant memory with the Hadzabes and you."

Chretien noticed the clear distinction and the vague alienation in his words, and was a little bit lost, and his gaze was still fixed on him: "I hope we can have more memories."

[My God, why does this posture look like a confession]

[It's too exaggerated, we've only known each other for a few days, have we been together for 24 hours?]

[To be reasonable, I felt something was wrong when this person played the banjo that day. The song he sang was translated into Chinese as "Dedicated to You", and his eyes were obviously staring at Qiao Qiao as he sang]

The people in the column team didn't quite understand Chretien's words, so they looked at each other in blank dismay.

The expressions of Daniel and the translator on the side were a little weird, and finally the translator couldn't bear it, and whispered the conversation between the two in Gong Sheng's ear.

When Gong Sheng heard that something was wrong, he suddenly became affectionate as he was interviewing.

He coughed lightly and signaled the staff to quickly cut off the live broadcast with his eyes.

Chretien's words can't help but make people think too much.

Xu Qiao is a well-known star after all, so it may be nothing to be gay abroad.But in the domestic environment, it is not a good thing for him to have a relationship between a male artist and a homosexual.

The column group is still clear about this point, and definitely can't take this as a topic.

Looking at the live broadcast room where the screen suddenly went black and lost signal, the barrage burst instantly.

[? ? ? ]

[No, what did you say?I haven't finished talking yet, why is there no signal]

[The program group is not human! !Anyway, let me hear what Chretien has to say! ! ]

[The cp of these two people is a bit crap ah ah ah]

[I went to study in France before, in comparison, he really doesn’t have the annoying arrogance of other French people, it’s really great, I feel like he’s a good love partner]

After the live broadcast was cut off, everyone in the column team couldn't help but gather their eyes.

It's not that they want to gossip, it's because the two righteous masters are beside them, which makes people have to gossip.

Not paying attention to the probing gaze beside him, Chretien said the words that he had chewed many times in the past ten days.

"From the first moment I saw you, my head was like: It's him. It's such an amazing feeling."

"I will learn Chinese when I go back, communicate with you in your language, and meet you in your country."

After a pause, Chretien asked, "Two people can be happier together than one. Would you like to be with me?"

The smile on his face gradually faded, and turned into a serious expression: "I like you very much, and I want to be with you seriously."

There seemed to be innate tenderness on that handsome face, and the gentle, restrained and affectionate eyes made several girls in the program team clench their fingers together, almost saying "promise him".

"Thank you very much for your liking." Xu Qiao paused, "But sorry, I have no plans to fall in love for the time being."

Chretien was not too surprised by Xu Qiao's answer.

"Don't feel sorry." He thought for a moment, with a helpless expression on his face, "My English is still not very good, I don't know how to tell you what I want to say to you."

At this time, the staff came over and whispered to Gong Sheng that it was almost time to return to Nairobi.

Chretien noticed them and asked, "Are you going back?"

Gong Sheng motioned to the translator to tell him that the column team was leaving.

Chretien expressed his understanding, and looked at Xu Qiao again: "Then I won't delay your trip, Joe, we will meet again."

In his words, it was obvious that he didn't mean to give up.

Under the watchful eyes of the Hadzabis and Chretien, a group of people got on the off-road vehicle.

The sound of the engine starting was particularly obvious in the wilderness. Along with the waves of yellow grass, the Hadzabi tribe finally left their sight, and everyone returned to the way they came.

The atmosphere in the car was a little weird.Gong Sheng couldn't help but wanted to ask something, but Xu Qiao was very tired just after finishing his life, and when he got in the car, he leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes and fell asleep. Seeing him like this, everyone had to choke their words in their throats.

Back in Nairobi, Mo Chenghong and Li Feifei were already waiting here.

When Mo Chenghong saw Xu Qiao, he hurried up and asked, "The live broadcast is cut off later, tell me what Chretien told you?"

Xu Qiao took the mineral water Li Feifei handed over, rubbed her sleepy eyes, unscrewed it and took a sip: "I didn't say anything."

Mo Chenghong snorted coldly: "I didn't say anything, so why did Gong Sheng tell me that he confessed to you?"

"..." Xu Qiao looked at him helplessly, "You already know, why do you still ask me?"

Li Feifei rummaged through his phone and interjected, "Now you and this folklorist have CP fans in Chaohua."

He shook the phone in front of Xu Qiao, and he could clearly see that the video attached to Weibo was cut from the live broadcast room, from Chretien looking at Xu Qiao during the interview to the sudden interruption of the live broadcast.

[Small short legs dangling] This French man is amazing!Curious about what was said to Xu Qiao later, wanting to drag the program team to flog the corpse, and interrupt the live broadcast if it is said to be interrupted, damn it!

A lot of comments below echoed and agreed, and the discussion was very heated.

Li Feifei shook his head and sighed: "With this good looks, I can be a model, but in the end I'm still an academic, don't be too sullen."

Mo Chenghong knocked on his forehead, his expression was displeased: "I know the gossip every day."

Li Feifei was aggrieved: "Then why don't I keep track of my brother's dynamics at all times?"

Mo Chenghong sneered, the smile was brief, and soon fell silent again.

"I haven't asked you yet." After a long while, Mo Chenghong thought about it, and said cautiously to Xu Qiao, "Aren't you gay?"

Xu Qiao screwed back the cap of the mineral water bottle, and glanced at him with a lazy arc at the end of her eyes: "It's hard to say."

Mo Chenghong: "???" I can't tell what it means.

He frowned, feeling his head was a little big.

Suppressing the mood that was about to go berserk, Mo Chenghong said in a good voice: "It's the same sentence, don't look at the fans' crap on the cp, it's okay to sell rottenness, if it's really rotten, I'll show you in minutes."

"You are still in the rising stage of your career. How well you have developed, don't let yourself be lost. You must never find a boyfriend." At the end, feeling that it wasn't enough, Mo Chenghong added, "You can't even have a girlfriend!"

Seeing the car coming to pick them up to the airport, Xu Qiao raised her hand to signal to the driver, opened the door and got on the car.

Mo Chenghong stared at his back, not knowing whether he had listened or not, he sighed and followed.

"Okay, I won't ask you any more. You just have to know what's in your mind. After returning to China, you can rest for a few days and then arrange work for you."

Looking at his tired face, Mo Chenghong also felt a little distressed. He sat beside him for a long time and said, "I'm not that rigid. If you really like something, can I stop you? As long as you don't hide it from me, we can discuss everything." Come on, I will do a good job of public relations for you, and love is not impossible."

Xu Qiao hummed: "I know."

Only then did Mo Chenghong calm down a little.

After returning to China, Xu Qiao found out that "Hundred Ghosts" has almost reached the fourth volume of Water Ghosts.

Because of the recording of the documentary, he was absent from the offline promotion of the crew several times. Fortunately, the Weibo account studio is helping to take care of it, and the online interaction still maintains a certain frequency.

Just as he was about to send a text message to Hu Zhenghua, the phone rang.