Qi Luo has no regrets

In the early morning, in order to visit Zhou Qiluo's class, I deliberately got up early and looked at the eggs, milk, sugar and... the printed pudding making method lined up on the table.It would be a lie to say that I was confident in my heart. After all, I don’t know Zhou Qiluo’s preferences, and I don’t know whether the food I make will suit his taste. Obviously, I just need to go to Li Zeyan’s Souvenir to buy a pudding. Problems that can be solved can not only please him, but also surprise him...

No, no, how can I be so spineless, I patted my forehead to drive this idea out of my mind, and actually want to use other people's works to please the man I like, in case he wants to eat every day in the future, wouldn't I Are you going to buy pudding from Li Zeyan?Thinking of Li Zeyan's dark face, I silently picked up the eggs and began to carefully filter the egg whites. Sometimes, stress is also the primary productive force.

Besides, I didn’t realize until today that being able to make something for someone I like by myself is such a sweet and expectant thing. I can’t describe this feeling accurately in words. If I must describe it, it’s probably planting the nameless After planting the seeds, cultivate them carefully, and look forward to what kind of plants it will grow.Even if it is just a nameless grass in the end, the emotion and energy poured into it are enough to make it the best collection in the world.

Fortunately, I am a very self-aware person, so the dessert I choose is pudding, which is not high-end and not difficult to make. As long as you master the heat and proportion, it will look very delicious.

When I was busy all morning and came to the program recording site with a paper bag full of puddings, the recording of "Project X" had already started. After seeing the message from Zhou Qiluo on the phone that he could not come to pick me up, I thought about it, took out the press card I carried with me, and slipped in under the contemptuous gaze of the security guard, probably he regarded me and those paparazzi reporters who make a living from gossip entertainment as the same kind of people.

I have to say that the reason why I was able to think of this entry method is to thank the "I" in the original plot. If she hadn't tossed a scene of being rejected in the original plot, I would not have thought that the original press card is so convenient. Yu, thinking about it this way, doesn't seem to hate her that much anymore, after all, it can be regarded as taking advantage of her in a sense.

I followed the signs all the way to find the recording site of "Project X". The place was so big like a maze that I even began to worry that Zhou Qiluo would get lost when recording programs here every day.

"The program team didn't even prepare a dedicated lounge for me."

When passing by one of the rooms, I heard an angry and immature voice from inside. Curiosity drove me in following the sound, and inspected the furnishings inside. This should be a dressing room for group performances. At the moment, a dozen extra performers and a few busy makeup artists were sitting.

The one who spoke was a little boy with blond hair, who was proudly expressing his dissatisfaction to the make-up artist in front of him. Although he was only tall enough to reach the waist of the other party, he still tried his best to hold his head up and make a look. Staring at the other party with a contemptuous expression, "Who do you think you are talking to?"

"Puchi—" I didn't hold back, and accidentally laughed out loud, because seeing his appearance reminded me of the M&M's advertisement—"Small body, big taste."

"What are you laughing at?" The little boy turned his head angrily when he heard the voice. The people around him didn't want to get involved in this kind of trouble, so they moved a few steps silently, and put a distance away from me, exposing me to the out of his sight.

Touching my nose, I stepped forward in embarrassment. The moment he looked over just now, I suddenly remembered his identity. This is one of the experts who will be given away for free after the story passes. His name is Kestian. with.In the original plot, he was supposed to be the interviewee of "I", but it didn't go well. In the end, he accepted the interview for "I" because of Zhou Qiluo's face. If you don’t come here, you can skip this episode directly, but now...

Therefore, curiosity killed the cat, and my ancestors did not deceive me.

After a moment of silence, I put on a friendly smile and handed over my press card, "Hi, I'm a reporter from City News, can I interview you?"

"Can a noble like me accept any interview?" He didn't even look at it, and put on a dismissive expression with his mouth curled up.Tsk, he really is a brat, opening his mouth makes one unconsciously have the urge to beat him up.

"Heh, what kind of brats are there? A beating can't solve it. If there is one, I will give another beating!" I muttered in a low voice, but I knew it was impossible to beat a child. It is a felony to abuse a minor. The smirk on his face became more and more stiff, "What's the matter--"

"Christian!"

"Oh, Stian—"

"Christian!!!"

"Look, this is the result of your constant attitude and your refusal to accept interviews with an open mind. If this continues, others will not even be able to remember your name." Kneeling down and stroking his head, it felt good I don't know if Zhou Qiluo's touch will be better, but thinking of Zhou Qiluo who is also somewhere in this venue at this moment, his tone is also softer.

"you you--"

Christian's face flushed red. He debuted as a child actor. Although he didn't become a big star, everyone gave him three points. Probably because I was really angry with me, and I didn't want to push him too hard. With the notoriety of bullying children, I slowed down and handed over my press card again.

"I remember, your name is Christian, and your ideal is to become a big star like Zhou Qiluo, right? To tell you the truth, I am the reporter who can interview Zhou Qiluo. During interviews, they are very humble and polite.”

"You...you really interviewed Zhou Qiluo?" The child in front of him changed his attitude 180 degrees in an instant, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

interviewed?How can it be!Now I have to think of all kinds of ways to even meet him!But at this time, I absolutely can't dismantle my platform by myself. I took a deep breath, and I planned to tell a harmless little lie without changing my expression, "I..."

"Yes, and I will be interviewed by her anytime." The words with a slight smile came from above my head, interrupting my next words.

Listening to this extremely familiar voice, I felt a "boom", and my whole face was on fire. I haven't seen each other for a long time. The scene of meeting again turned out to be bragging and being caught by the person involved. This is not a filming of any idol. In the romance bureau, every time the heroine and heroine meet, they are so awkward and still love each other.

Turning around anxiously, he squeezed out a smile, "Hey... Zhou, Zhou Qiluo, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Miss Chips."

"You, when did you come?"

"Well—let me think about it, it probably came when you asked if you could interview him." Zhou Qiluo smiled and winked at me.

I recalled the scene at that time, then... Wasn't that there from the beginning?In order to save my image in his mind, he racked his brains and began to search for a solution to the current awkward atmosphere. At this moment, Zhou Qiluo approached me suddenly and said something that only the two of us could hear. In a low voice, he said quietly, "Although the bear boy really deserves a beating, fortunately Miss Potato Chips is a very sensible person and deserves praise."

This sentence completely cut off my idea of ​​saving the image. Is this person a good ear?My whispers were heard, and I raised my head dumbfounded, "Actually, I'm just talking..."

"Pfft——" Zhou Qiluo laughed suddenly, not knowing which of my words amused him.

"Cough, um... hello, I'm Christian, I graduated from the Royal College of Art in London, and I appreciate your music..." Christian suddenly blushed and squeezed over, unintentionally helping me out.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Qiluo. If there is a chance, can we exchange music together?" Zhou Qiluo bent down, smiled and extended his hand to Christian.

"Really, is it okay?" Christian held Zhou Qiluo's big hand in both hands, as if he was about to cry out of excitement.

I looked at the little golden retriever in front of me with a bit of distaste. He looked at Zhou Qiluo with an undisguised love in his eyes, as if there would be a pink heart flying out of it at any moment. Well, I admit that to some extent I am I'm jealous of him, because I also want to be able to express my love to Zhou Qiluo so unscrupulously.Thinking this way, I turned my head and glanced at Zhou Qiluo, only to find that he was also looking at me, with a smile that couldn't be hidden, like the warm sun shining on my body through the shade of a tree at noon in March, warm. And precious.

Zhou Qiluo pushed me in front of Christian, "Then, are you willing to accept her interview? She is a program producer I like very much. If the content of her interview is broadcast, it will definitely attract everyone's attention. What? Like? Can you think about it?"

"Of course! Of course I am willing!" Christian said while grabbing the corner of my clothes.

"Can I be interviewed?"

"And me! Can I?"

The atmosphere in the dressing room suddenly became lively, and everyone was desperately trying to squeeze in front of me to be interviewed.

Seeing the crowd suddenly full of enthusiasm, I smiled helplessly, but in the end it was only thanks to Zhou Qiluo that I got the interview. I was even more useless than I imagined.

"Actually——I didn't say it just now, but he will accept your interview in the end." Zhou Qiluo seemed to see what I was thinking, and whispered in my ear, I felt that since he appeared The cheeks that had never been able to cool down became even hotter.

"I'm going to the recording site first, see you later?" He took half a step back, smiled and waved at me.

"Okay." I nodded. After he left, I realized that I forgot to give him the pudding. However, this is not bad, it is an extra excuse to look for him later.

The interviews that followed went extremely smoothly. Everyone actively told their stories. I don't know if it was because Zhou Qiluo inspired the atmosphere, or because everyone was actually eager to be understood and paid attention to.

After it was over, I looked at the thick stack of manuscripts in my hand, and suddenly thought of a question, why no one asked me about my relationship with Zhou Qiluo? !Although it's a bit shameful for me to say this, but in everyone's eyes, am I the kind of person who can't even spread rumors about lace affairs with Zhou Qiluo? ? ?