Transmigrated into the cannon fodder abandoned by the actor

it is noon now.

Gu Qingchi drew all the curtains, the bed in his bedroom was always hung with curtains, which made him feel safe, he lay on the bed, curled up, the whole room was very quiet, he could only hear himself breathing.

Gu Qingchi went to bed very early last night and woke up very early. He lay down for a long time with his eyes open, looking at the folds of his clothes motionless, not caring that his stomach began to throb because of hunger. .

The landline phone in the living room rang several times, and Gu Qingchi heard it. He closed his eyes wearily, and slowly flapped his wings like a butterfly resting on a dead branch.

He thought, he should answer the phone immediately, but Gu Qingchi never moved.

He curled up in the bed, very safe, as if isolating the whole world, sinking in the bottom of the sea without light, quiet and safe, and the ringing of the phone broke the barrier, like a chain, dragging Gu Qingchi up, Reality came and it made him uneasy, it wasn't right, he heard the ringing and he should answer the phone.

The phone rang many times, and finally stopped. Gu Qingchi's uneasiness dissipated immediately, and the place is still quiet and safe.

However, after a few seconds, the phone started ringing again, the bedroom door was ajar, which made the phone ring more clearly, Xiao Lihua came to Gu Qingchi's bedroom door from nowhere, and stuck to the door The sweet cry, intertwined with the ringing of the phone, seemed a bit noisy.

As if he had gained strength, Gu Qingchi got out of bed and walked barefoot through the living room. The living room is covered with tiled floor, without the carpet that Xie Luyu laid for him. It was warm when the stove rubbed against my calf.

The phone has automatically hung up several times.

He picked up the receiver, and before he had time to speak, the other person hurriedly spoke.

"Is something wrong?"

Even though the voice became somewhat distorted through the transmission of electrical signals, Gu Qingchi could still recognize it immediately.

He was a little dazed, and spoke after a while.

"No."

No, Mom, I'm fine, I'm just sad for some reason.

The person on the other side still didn't feel relieved, and began to chatter worriedly.

"Why is my voice hoarse? Is it because I have a cold? Don't forget to drink some Radix Banlangen..."

Gu Qingchi responded one by one, sounding too cute.

After talking for a long time, the other party remembered what to do.

"I'm here to ask, what's your name, so I can fill in your address book with a name."

Gu Qingchi didn't speak for a while, and he didn't speak again until the opposite party asked worriedly.

"Gu Qingchi, my name is Gu Qingchi."

The opposite side was pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, what a coincidence, my son has the same surname."

After talking for more than ten minutes, the other party reluctantly bid farewell.

"Then I'm going to hang up."

"Ah."

Gu Qingchi responded obediently, held the receiver to his ear, and waited for the other party to hang up. After a while, there was no beeping sound, and then he reacted, buckled the receiver back and hung up.

After he hung up, he lowered his head, looked at the landline, and stood there in a daze for a while.

The name Gu Qingchi was given by his mother.

Mrs. Gu made a phone call. She was in a good mood at noon and volunteered to cook.

Both father and son had no objection. Mrs. Gu insisted that Madam Wang should not help her, so Mama Wang went to comb Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang is a poodle raised by Mrs. Gu. Lie down in the kennel.

Wang Ma was talking to Xiao Wang, and looked up at Mrs. Gu, only to realize that at some point, the two big men of the Gu family had automatically surrounded the kitchen, blocking the door, blocking Mrs. Gu tightly, like two virtuous men. animal husbandry.

She has worked in Gu's family for a long time, taking care of Mrs. Gu just like her own daughter, she squeezed Xiao Wang's paw and said with a smile.

"Look at your parents and elder brother. They are cooking. What a wonderful family."

Finally, there are three dishes on the table at noon, all eggplants.

Both Gu's father and Gu Xie said it was delicious, Madam Gu also tasted it herself, and it was a little too salty, so she frowned and swallowed it.

Father Gu ate as usual, he couldn't see anything, he just moved the dishes in front of Madam Gu, and wrote lightly.

"I think it's okay, but you have a bland taste, I'm afraid you won't be used to it, I'll make you some porridge later.

Gu's father knows how to cook, and even cooks very well. He goes out to socialize, and he often asks famous chefs for advice when he eats well.

Mrs. Gu rarely cooks. She has her parents at home and a cafeteria outside, so she doesn't need to know how to cook.

Even when she and Gu's father were opposed by Gu's family back then, and the two rented a house outside, Mrs. Gu never did it, it was Gu's father who came.

Mrs. Gu was young at that time, but she had learned the piano for more than ten years. She studied under a famous teacher and had a bright future. Although she and Gu's father were in love, she had always been afraid of marriage.

Although she is young, she can see very clearly that women are at a disadvantage in marriage. They invest more in marriage than men. They are defaulted to undertake housework, raise children, and need to bear the risk of childbearing and the impact of pregnancy on work. These intangible sacrifices and contributions are often not recognized.

Mrs. Gu's family is not considered wealthy, she has seen many such things.

She has seen her classmates lose their jobs because of pregnancy, and they are entangled with trivial housework and children all day long, becoming less and less self-conscious, everything revolves around the family, and they are accused of spending too much every month.

She is afraid of such a future, and she is afraid that her talent will be wasted in endless housework. If it weren't for Father Gu, she might not even consider falling in love, but even when she and Father Gu were most affectionate, she didn't thought about getting married.

It was Gu's father who tolerated all these things. Mrs. Gu had concerns about him, so he took actions to dispel those worries. He learned to cook, learned to take care of the housework, and supported Mrs. Gu in her studies.

The two had been together for a long time before Mrs. Gu let go and received the marriage certificate.

When Father Gu came out of the kitchen, he brought out not only a bowl of porridge, but also a plate of roasted eggplant.

Only then did Madam Gu become happy.

"I won't, and you will too."

After Gu Qingchi hung up the phone, he didn't go back to lie down. He remembered Mrs. Gu's words, drank Banlangen, and had a good meal.

He used to read a book for a while every day, and then played the piano for a few hours. He hadn't played the piano for two or three years.

Ever since he told Ye Li that he was going to study at the conservatory, he practiced for an afternoon every day, but today he sat in front of the piano bench and didn't start for a long time. He occasionally pressed a few keys indiscriminately, appearing very absent-minded.

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the sofa next to it lit up, and Gu Qingchi glanced sideways.

It's a WeChat message - I saw your movie, it's so good!

When Gu Qingchi practiced the piano, he usually ignored these messages, even if they were sent by Ye Li, but this time he picked them up by mistake and clicked in.

Message from Contact - "Piano"

Gu Qingchi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it was Mrs. Gu's WeChat name. It was the first time she registered for WeChat at that time, and she was in a hurry, so she subconsciously chose this name.

Gu Qingchi habitually wanted to change the notes. After entering the word "Mom", he didn't press Confirm for a long time, and finally deleted each word one by one.

Returning to the chat interface, I saw several messages from Mrs. Gu again.

[I found out that you still have a movie, it's from abroad, I'll go and see it later. 】

[I also saw your photos, and many people draw your pictures! 】

Then came a series of pictures, all of which were drawn by Gu Qingchi or Da Touch for Gu Qingchi.

When Gu Qingchi was working as a model, the photos that came out inspired many wives. There are even more pictures on the Internet than Gu Qingchi's finished photos.

The last picture is a picture of Gu Qingchi's colleagues drawn by a wife. The source of inspiration is obviously the special photo of Xiao Lihua and Gu Qingchi. The big cat ears and cat tails of the same style are sitting in a tattered cardboard box, stretching and yawning, looking innocent, with a line of childish words and a crying face next to it - because the owner Bought a breed cat, so I was thrown out.

Gu Qingchi clutched the phone, staring at the last picture, his ears gradually turned red.

After he calmed down, Mrs. Gu sent another picture - it was the young Gu Qingchi, this picture is not Q version, it is Gu Qingchi at a glance, it is very exquisite, the details are very complicated, It is at least [-]% similar to Gu Qingchi when he was young. The Gu Qingchi in it is an angel image. Unlike the usual angel image, he is not blond, but black hair. In the painting, he looks angry, squatting on the ground, huge The white wings spread out behind him, with one hand resting on his lower abdomen, and the other holding a broken gun, with blood on the corner of his mouth, he looked up, as if he was fighting something in the air.

[This is beautiful, but there are a lot of transparent small characters on it, which makes it uncomfortable to look at. I'm going to find a way to see how to get rid of it. 】

This painter's wife put a bunch of watermarks to prevent the pictures from being stolen.

Gu Qingchi forgot to be shy, and typed a lot of words to Mrs. Gu to explain what a watermark is. After a while, Mrs. Gu happily sent a message.

"I see."

After a few minutes, Gu Qingchi received a picture, the same one, but without the watermark.

[I bought this picture. 】

Mrs. Gu put down the mobile phone in her hand and picked up another one on the table. It was the Weibo private message dialogue interface. Not only did she buy this picture, she also learned how to ask for drafts.

Over there, Gu Qingchi followed the watermark to Weibo, and found that the blogger had just posted a Weibo.

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

Below are two screenshots of coded codes. The codes are typed very directly, and it says coded rich woman. The other party first sent a picture and asked the price straightforwardly. The blogger replied quickly and very official. More than once.

Blogger: Three thousand, do you want to buy it?

Code rich woman: It’s so cheap, of course I’ll buy it.

Blogger: No, I just said that casually, you can bargain.

Code rich woman: I want this one, draw me a few more, all of which are Gu Qingchi, and draw ten more, the price is arbitrary, the money for this one has already been transferred, and the extra is considered a tip.

Finally, there is a transfer diagram, the number on it is coded, and there is only one line of writing - I won't tell you how much, anyway, the tip is more expensive than the painting.