The actor is always teasing me [Entertainment]

After Fan Jiming and Bai Qi discussed the investment in "Raise the Gun", they arranged for their subordinates to draw up the contract and notify the crew and producers. Bai Qi, who used to be able to avoid trouble and trouble, unexpectedly paid more attention to it. The contract, after confirming that the clauses in it are biased towards Qiansheng's actors, he was relieved.

Bai Qi had only been in the company for a short time, but he didn't want to go home today. Fang Qinliu said "yes" to him, and told him to eat well at noon. There must be no one going home now.

Although I let him go home to have a look, but when he was really the only one left, he felt tired and didn't know what to do.

Humans are inherently contradictory creatures.

Bai Qi felt that his stomach, which had been regular for a while, began to spoil him, and he started barking at mealtimes, and casually wore a mask and hat to K Ji to buy a set meal, and while eating, he began to miss Fang Qinliu's craftsmanship.

At this time, Fang Qinliu, who was thinking about his craftsmanship, sneezed, and the movement of quickly picking rice into his mouth froze, almost choking.It happened to be the weekend, and Fang's mother showed him a good show at home. Fang Qinliu, who hadn't tasted the taste of home for a long time, ate very happily.

He learned how to cook from Fang's mother. In his heart, Fang's mother is the best in the world. She can't get tired of eating every time. I'm afraid I will never be a teacher in my life.

Fang's mother didn't know what high-end knowledge she had learned from the fan circle, so she pulled Fang Qinliu to speak clearly and logically. Seeing that Fang Qinliu hadn't been filming during this period of time, she even imagined a series of tragic stories about being suppressed by the company and being hidden by the snow. Qinliu told him that he had just had an audition, otherwise he might have passed away before he started in Fang's mother's heart.

After coping with it for a while, Fang's mother continued: "Although your circle is chaotic, you still have to think about it when you meet a suitable girl. If it doesn't work, Mom will find it for you."

Fang Qinliu stuffed his mouth with food, and responded vaguely: "Mom, don't be in such a hurry, your son is still young, and maybe I will have a girlfriend fan in the future."

Fang's face was serious, "Nonsense, don't think I don't know, how can a fan be like a girlfriend."

"Yes, yes, I will pay attention."

Mother Fang's expression softened, and she began to gossip about Bai Qi again: "We really don't have a date for Bai Qi?"

"...Really not, but don't think about it, there is no hope."

"Hey, you little bastard's wings are stiff, you dare to make fun of me." Fang's mother made a gesture to slap him on the back, but Fang Qinliu didn't hide, and took her symbolic slap cheerfully, but his heart was Silently making up the knife: Don't talk about you, so many true love female fans who are vying to be wives are probably hopeless. I, a big man, may still think about it.

Fang Qinliu really just thought about it like this, he felt weird and at the same time, he also felt a strange sense of comfort, living with Bai Qi these few days really seemed like that.

But he dared to think about it, Bai Qi...Fang Qinliu thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word, so he could only pick a simple word from his scarce vocabulary and continue it. It's just perfect.

Fang Qinliu watched TV with Fang's mother for a while after dinner.In the past, Fang's mother's only entertainment was TV, but since Fang Qinliu taught her Weibo last time, Fang's mother has fallen in love with surfing the Internet, and she is more proficient in liking and commenting than Fang Qinliu.

Fang Qinliu saw that Fang's mother was holding the mobile phone absent-mindedly, and went up to have a look. Fang's mother was searching for something in the search bar. The following historical searches only had a few words interspersed back and forth: Fang Qinliu , Bai Qi, Bai Qi, Fang Qinliu, Fang Qinliu, Bai Qi, are more complete than permutations and combinations.

He looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "If you have time, search for something else. Don't pay too much attention to your son. How can I have so much news?"

Fang's mother quibbled without confidence: "I also searched for other things, so I can watch any crew or actor."

Fang Qin was amused: "Just as long as you are happy."

"happy happy."

"... Very good, very good."

Yang Qian took advantage of the fact that there were few people at noon and the small shop was not doing much business, so he ran to Fang Qinliu's house to catch up with the "future big star". Went to the back room, privately told Yang Qian several times to take care of Fang Mu.

Yang Qian patted him on the shoulder: "Why do you always talk about such a small matter, saying that Auntie Fang won't be hungry if Yang Qian eats all I have, you still don't believe me brother? But..."

"But what?" Fang Qinliu's tone was a little nervous.

"Aunt Yang had a physical examination at the unit some time ago, and there is nothing wrong with her body, but I always feel that her memory is getting worse and worse."

Fang Qinliu frowned: "Menopause?"

"Maybe. I plan to take her to see her again in a few days and do a more detailed examination. The old man is afraid of spending money. I have to find a reason."

Fang Qinliu thought for a while, and transferred 5000 yuan to Yang Qian directly.

Yang Qian immediately became unhappy: "Is that why you miss me?"

Fang Qinliu shook his head: "I may come back less and less often. Although I will also send money to my mother, I know that I still have to trouble you for many things."

Yang Qian didn't answer the conversation immediately, and smiled after a few seconds: "Hey, why is this good thing of giving money now? A few years ago, my brother would have developed like this."

Fang Qinliu smiled and shoved him: "Damn it, you think about the pie in the sky every day."

Yang Qian and Fang Qinliu chatted a few more words, and two hours passed without knowing it, and Yang's mother found that no one was watching in the store, so she dragged Yang Qian back with a loud voice, Fang Qinliu looked at the time, Also took advantage of the opportunity to bid farewell to Fang's mother and prepare to go back.

He didn't tell Fang's mother that he was currently living in Bai Qi's house, otherwise the group of people in the fan group might "accidentally" know all about it, so he just told her that he was living in a good place now to reassure her.

On the way back, Fang Qinliu still took the bus. Without the company's car, he looked like a poor boy now.

In fact, Chino's payment was called two days ago, 3 yuan, which he wanted to save first.

Fang Qinliu is a newcomer with no reputation at all, and the advertising fee in the same period can't get a high price at all, but it is not a loss for increasing his resume and exposure.He calculated in his heart, except for some unpleasant experiences, it was much more cost-effective than filming a TV series, but he still prefers the feeling of being on a big film set.

Just thinking about money, his cell phone rang. He glanced at it and sighed. Yang Qian transferred him 5000 yuan.This kid is really talking about one thing and doing another. For some reason, Fang Qinliu felt his eyes a little sour. He looked up out of the car window, but the corners of his mouth began to rise slowly.

There was a lot of traffic outside the car window. He sat in the car and looked out the window. The pedestrians outside the window came and went in a hurry, always feeling faster than the bus he was sitting on.

While he was in a daze, the yellow signboard outside the car window attracted Fang Qinliu's attention. He felt that it looked familiar, and he got out of the car when he realized it.

Fang Qinliu raised his head, and the red letters of "Panji Pastry" were particularly conspicuous with a yellow background, and they were quite rustic.

Mille-feuille.

Thinking of this, he even softened his smile.

Bai Qi wandered outside all afternoon, and spent more time looking at the scenery, but the original scenery in the city was also artificially transformed into a mess, so most of the time, he just used a place to be dazed.

After finally staying outside for several hours and returning home, only to find that the house was still dark with the curtains drawn, Bai Qi felt a little empty in his heart.

He hugged the pillow and watched TV, before he fell asleep again.

When Fang Qinliu came back, he saw a blurry black shadow on the sofa.

He turned on the small light, put the mille-feuille on the coffee table, and before he could cover Bai Qi with a blanket, he saw the black shadow sitting up: "I thought you would come back later."

Bai Qi who had just woken up spoke with a nasal voice, Fang Qinliu faintly felt that there was a bit of complaint and coquettish in his tone, but he was quickly denied by himself, this is Bai Qi, how can he say that he is coquettish? Acting like a baby, and he was the one who asked him to go home and have a look.

So Fang Qinliu said honestly: "If you are late, you will miss the meal."

Bai Qi seemed to be in a good mood, nodded his head, and watched Fang Qinliu grow bigger and bigger with the arc of his lips, until Fang Qinliu was a little embarrassed, pointing to the mille-feuille cake on the table to divert Bai Qi's attention : "Here, I bought mille-feuilles on the way, and I remember you like this one."

"Yo, I have a good memory." Bai Qi's eyes lit up, he stretched his waist, and habitually concealed the unbearable joy and emotion in his heart, and added a little bit of joke in his words.

Fang Qinliu felt relieved, this is Bai Qi's normal appearance, and said casually, "I will definitely remember what you like."

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the duplex suite and one-on-one professional training.

The speaker had no intention of listening, and Bai Qi ate the mille-feuille in silence, without talking to him, he felt a little tricky.He found that he didn't seem to reject Fang Qinliu's "pursuit" so much, and even had something more than his previous curiosity.

Something that scares him.

Fang Qinliu, who was forcibly assigned to the "suitor" column, consciously went to the kitchen, watched the blue flames flickering under the natural gas stove cooking porridge casserole, and adjusted the heat little by little.

The cell phone rang in the originally quiet kitchen, startling Fang Qinliu. When he picked up the phone, Sun Miaomiao's voice was full of excitement: "The casting results for "Raise the Gun" are out!"

"Huh? Didn't the result come out in the next day?"

"The announcement is tomorrow, but we will be notified in advance. Which character do you think you are?"

Hearing Sun Miaomiao's tone, he definitely joined the group. Fang Qinliu was relieved. He could tell that Sun Miaomiao couldn't wait, so he joked: "I can't guess, sister Miao Miao, tell me quickly." , let's have a good time with a knife."

"Lu Chen! You are Lu Chen! My God, the number one male!"

Fang Qinliu forgot how he hung up the phone and how he rushed out of the kitchen. Although he had never thought that he would be the number one male, when the news really came, it seemed more false than a dream. The touched floor became soft.

"What's wrong?" Bai Qi's voice pulled him back. Seeing Fang Qin's distraught state, he couldn't help but want to put his hand on his forehead to see if he had a fever.

Fang Qinliu looked at Bai Qi, feeling that he was about to be overwhelmed by the excitement in his heart, he pulled Bai Qi, who was still incomprehensible, into his arms, and whispered in his ear repeatedly: "I succeeded, I'm number one now, thank you, Bai Qi, thank you, thank you..."

Bai Qi felt his excitement in his arms, hesitated for a while and put his hands on his back, and said softly: "Yes, you deserve it."

Fang Qinliu, who had calmed down a little, realized that his actions seemed a little rude, and unnaturally let go of Bai Qi, and instead walked around, muttering: "This character is great, great!" It's..."

Bai Qi leaned against the wall to see him like this, and couldn't help but sigh that the company and crew were still very efficient. It seemed that Fang Qinliu's biggest obstacle at that time was Wan Ding's side.

And capital is always the strongest weapon to improve operational efficiency.

As he thought about it, he recalled that when he played the leading role for the first time, he also looked like this, but Qian Sheng behind him at that time was far from the power he is today.

The two were thinking about each other, when Bai Qi suddenly wrinkled his nose: "Did you smell something strange?"

Fang Qinliu was in a good mood, and when he heard this, he started to joke: "Is it the smell that I'm about to be fired?"

"...No, it's the smell of being mushy."

Fang Qinliu rubbed his nose: "This is too unlucky... Wait, I seem to smell it too."

The two looked at the kitchen at the same time. Fang Qinliu rushed over to turn off the fire, and brought out a pot of seafood porridge that smelled of burnt.

"I think it can be saved."

"Come on." Bai Qi said, took out a bag of instant noodles from the cabinet, turned around and followed Zhi Ling's example to encourage Fang Qinliu: "Come on, young man, I believe you can finish it!"

"..."

Fang Qinliu felt that his stomach had started to ache. It was his illusion to be acting like a baby, right?

The author has something to say:

Has the film emperor collapsed today?

collapsed!The actor is still a little shy!

"Is the mille-feuille good?"

"Good time!"

"Did I cook a good meal?"

"Good time!"

"Did I have a good time?"

"Good time!"

etc……? ? ?Meow meow meow?

Sister Zhiling didn't know if it was good to appear directly, so she changed the word, anyway, everyone understands~

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