Qin Dong told me to take medicine, but I refused [Entertainment]

When Xiang Tanwei returned to his guest room, he returned in a floating state.

He was still holding Qin Mingli's precious childhood photo album in his hand.

There were a lot of things going on today, and the shock was a bit big, so that when he returned to the room, he found that his mobile phone was still abandoned on the bedside table.

Unlock it and see: Wu Ziqi's incoming call x7, Xiao Jin's incoming call x11.

The mobile phone is in silent mode, and the power is still at a precarious 18%.

Yes, terrible!

Just as Xiang Tanwei was about to go out to borrow a charger, Uncle Wei knocked on the door: "Tanwei, are you asleep? I brought you clean clothes here."

Xiang Tan opened the door slightly and took the clothes: "Ah, thank you."

Uncle Wei took out the charger: "You should also need this very much."

Xiang Tanwei nodded violently: "Yes, yes, yes."

Uncle Wei smiled: "Then go to bed early."

Xiang Tan nodded slightly: "Uncle Wei, you should also go to bed earlier."

Uncle Wei also nodded, and closed the door for Xiang Tanwei.

With the charger, you don't have to worry about running out of battery anymore!

Xiang Tanwei didn't care about safety or not, he plugged his phone into the charger and quickly called Wu Ziqi back.

After two rings, the phone was answered.

Wu Ziqi's voice was quite cold: "I thought you were dragged to the wilderness by Mr. Qin to sell you. After being picked up, you fell asleep and you fell asleep and disappeared. It's amazing."

Xiang Tan smiled apologetically: "As soon as I saw the phone, I called you back! Really! It's truer than gold!"

Wu Ziqi's voice had dropped below zero: "It's been four hours and 32 minutes since my first phone call. Do you think that the crew is really on vacation if they have a day off?"

Xiang Tanwei tried to think about what else he had to do, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of it: "Isn't it? I still have a schedule?"

"Superman's press conference is over, what do you want to do?" Wu Ziqi asked.

[Ice Archer spits out an ice pea at you.

Zombies are slowed to move for ten seconds. ]

These two days of intense filming, plus his head was full of things about Qin Mingli and Mi Xinghe, Xiang Tanwei had long forgotten the variety show Superman to Siberia.

He tremblingly asked: "No, it won't be released today, right?"

Wu Ziqi Hehe: "Congratulations, it's not today. It's tomorrow."

[Ice Archer spits out another ice pea at your corpse.

Zombies are frozen and smashed to death. ]

Xiang Tanwei who hasn't even been on Weibo these days: "Weibo promotion..."

Wu Ziqi couldn't help rolling his eyes across the phone: "You should be glad that although I let you post on Weibo, you didn't change your Weibo password, so that I can go online to help you promote it."

Xiang Tanwei planned to pull Xiaojin into the water: "Why didn't Xiaojin remind me?"

Unfortunately, Xiao Jin happened to be next to Wu Ziqi, and the mobile phone was turned on at the moment.

She said quite calmly: "I have already told Mr. Wu about your business on Friday, so it was decided that Mr. Wu and I should be responsible for the publicity at the very beginning. In total, only two posts were posted today and the day before yesterday."

[Zombie cheated! ]

Xiang Tan was slightly happy: "Then I don't seem to have anything to do, right?"

Wu Ziqi opened his pocketbook and looked at the itinerary: "The broadcast will start at [-] o'clock tomorrow night, and the micro-interview on Weibo will be from [-] to [-] o'clock. I didn't mention it earlier because Director Qin answered the phone. So, you need us to do the micro-interview tomorrow. Is it?"

[Ice Archer finally spits three combos of ice peas at you.

Zombies were hit and couldn't die anymore. ]

Detective Xiang wiped his face slightly: "No, I'll do the micro-interview myself."

Wu Ziqi finally warmed up a bit: "Very good. Then you can sleep tonight, good night."

Xiang Tanwei immediately logged on to Weibo, and sure enough, the latest two were publicity, and the accompanying picture was the picture saved in Xiaojin's mobile phone during the recording.

Why hasn't even WeChat exploded these days? !This unscientific!

Xiang Tan poked open WeChat, and found that the number of chats in the WeChat group of several people had already reached 99, but he opened the message to avoid reminders...

Xiang Tanwei: "...You guys are very lively."

Ge Lixuan stood upright: "Hey, hey, hey, look who this is, it's finally bubbling!"

The few remaining people stayed up all night and rolled around in the group.

Charming and graceful Xiang Tanwei: "For many years, zombies suddenly cheated on their corpses. After counting, tomorrow is the broadcast day."

Omnipotent responded to Qiuqiu: "Big corpse, do the math quickly, am I going to become famous overnight!"

Unruly Chai Ziming: "Hahahaha big corpse, I also count the big corpse!"

Fu Wen Wei is respected and respected: "Shouldn't I do this kind of thing by pinching fingers?"

Resourceful and resourceful Chai Zicong: "I know astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom. Hello everyone, my name is the fortune teller."

"Big Corpse" Xiang Tanwei: "...you are all asleep, aren't you?"

It was Ying Qiuqiu who was the most honest: "Tomorrow is the first day I really start to become a sports star, and I'm a little nervous."

Chai Zicong's boyfriend exploded: "Don't panic, hold me tight."

Chai Ziming also comforted: "It's hard for you to be unruly."

Those who thought they could do the math all agreed: "Tomorrow the koi will surely possess you, and you will become popular all over the universe."

Ying Qiuqiu was instantly amused, and only laughed out loud in the group.

Xiang Tanwei is actually a little nervous, this is his first time on a reality show, and he doesn't know how the effect will be.Although the official blog has begun to slowly publicize his contrast, but...

Hey, it's nervous anyway.

He has completely forgotten that every time he posts on Weibo recently, he can cause turmoil in the entertainment industry, and he is still thinking about his image of the low-key and gentle son in the past.

Stimulated by the variety show broadcast tomorrow, Xiang Tanwei suddenly discovered a super serious problem...

When an artist falls in love, he must report to his agent.

He opened the dialogue window with Wu Ziqi, and carefully typed a line: "Mr. Wu, I have something to tell you."

Wu Ziqi, who was remarked by Xiang Tanwei as "Great Demon King of Backgammon", replied in seconds: "No."

Xiang Tanwei was still cautious: "Do you mean you are not allowed to say it?"

Wu Ziqi added: "No matter what request you make, you will not be allowed."

This is not something that can be denied, and it is not a requirement.

Xiang Tanwei took the mobile phone and walked around the room twice, calmed down and continued typing: "It's not a request, but I have something to tell you."

At this moment, Wu Ziqi was still discussing things with Xiao Jin, so he had to put the cell phone that kept ringing on the table: "Xian Tanwei said that there is something to tell me, do you know what it is?"

Xiao Jin thought about it for a while: "In addition to his work schedule and Friday invitations from President Qin, he also has an invitation to open a shop in Qiuqiu, but the time has not been set yet. I don't know about the others."

Wu Ziqi raised his eyebrows and dialed directly.

When Xiang Tanwei saw Wu Ziqi calling, he subconsciously pressed the red hook button.

Wu Ziqi: "...he hung up on me?"

Xiao Jin wanted to laugh, but didn't dare.

Wu Ziqi switched to WeChat: "Say, what's the matter."

Xiang Tanwei lay down on the bed, and finally made an official statement: "An artist must report if he is in love! I am very close to Mr. Qin! I am his little lover now! I have a big golden leg in my arms!"

"..." Wu Ziqi stared at the words on the phone screen for a long time, and then handed it to Xiao Jin, exhausted physically and mentally: "You accept this news, and then pay attention when doing things in the future."

Xiao Jin took the phone and looked at it: "It's earlier than I thought."

Wu Ziqi was about to flip the table: "Will you tell me sooner if you see it?"

Xiao Jin returned the phone to Wu Ziqi: "Mr. Wu, that is the chairman after all."

Wu Ziqi took the phone and directly replied to Xiang Tanwei: "The big golden legs are amazing? Be careful not to break your mosquito legs if you wrap them around."

Seeing that Wu Ziqi was still in the mood to scold him, Xiang Tanwei let out a breath and called again.

Wu Ziqi answered: "You had the guts to hang up on me just now, what do you want to do now? To show off your big golden legs?"

Xiang Tan smiled and said, "I just came to report. Teacher Wu, please calm down. I will buy you delicious food and drink, and then I will apply for a long vacation for you!"

Wu Ziqi did calm down, and his brain began to work rapidly: "Tell me the truth, are you two serious, or are you just playing for a ticket? If the paparazzi finds out, will Chairman Qin protect you?"

Detective Xiang lay down slightly, looking at the ceiling: "I'm serious. Mr. Qin took me home, so he probably meant it too. I'll be mentally prepared for the paparazzi."

Wu Ziqi remembered that various cps of Xiang Tanwei, Mi Xinghe, and Qin Dong had started to appear on the Internet recently, and he warned Xiang Tanwei: "It's fine to fall in love, but don't do any kissing and intimacy in public. Unless Qin Dong intends to make it public. "

Xiang Tanwei: "Yes."

Wu Ziqi: "As soon as the variety show comes out, your rumored partner will probably be joined by fans, such as Ying Qiuqiu. You remember to say hello to Director Qin in advance."

Detective Xiang smiled slightly: "Okay, Wu Ziqi's father."

Wu Ziqi was still talking well, but was so angry by Xiang Tanwei's last address that he hung up the phone directly.

Xiang Tanwei threw the phone away and rolled on the bed: "That's great, that's great."

[The zombie's coffin is opened.

He stood up, only to be shot back into his coffin by the Ice Shooter.

Seeing that the zombie hadn't gotten up, the ice shooter couldn't help but take a look.

Zombies pretending to be dead don't move.

The ice shooter was afraid that the zombies would freeze to death, so he lit the torches in the whole space. ]

Wu Ziqi is really an excellent agent.

Xiang Tanwei felt that he was lucky to meet someone.

With this thought in mind, he rushed into the bathroom to take a fighting shower, and then went back to bed with a smile and closed eyes to sleep.

Today is really a day worth remembering and commemorating every year.

In another room, Qin Mingli was instructing his secretary, Xiao Zhao, to do something.

Xiao Zhao responded one by one and wrote it down in the notebook: "Okay, I understand. No matter when you announce it, I will have an emergency plan here, please rest assured."

Qin Mingli nodded in satisfaction.