Kiss you again like a baby [entertainment circle]

Gossip is a minor matter, but Qu Ming just doesn't like others to lie to him, let alone the first time he coaxed the child to fall.Can this fucking be called a child?

Qu Ming put out the cigarette, stayed outside for a while, and then returned to the house.The cool breeze at night made his irritable heart a little more at ease.What is out of sight is pure, the ancients never deceived him.Everything in the room was the same as before he went out. To his surprise, Jiang Chuling didn't make noise, make noise, or cry, and stopped pretending to be pitiful.

He stared at the pot of mimosa beside the bed.

The soil is too wet, like soaking in a small puddle.

Are you pretending to be good again?

Qu Ming ignored him, and didn't bother to lift it up and put it on the window sill, so he simply walked around him and went to bed by himself.He was a little tired, he lifted the quilt and sank in, turned off the light and prepared to sleep.

Yet the brain is overactive.

He couldn't sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, rustling sounds came from the darkness.After a while, the quilt beside him was lifted, and Qu Ming could feel the cool air-conditioning wind blowing from behind, and he burrowed hard into the quilt.Different from the coolness, a warm and soft thing was pressed against his waist, moving carefully.

Qu Ming felt that the whole bed was shaking slightly.

Before he could react, Jiang Chuling hugged him quietly, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother, beautiful... I also want a pretty face, which is my own." Jiang Chuling held his breath, moving gently, for fear of making noise Qu Ming woke up.

Feeling the movement beside him, Qu Ming closed his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to him.What the hell is Jiang Chuling doing again?

Jiang Chuling looked at him carefully, and sighed seriously: "It would be great if I had my own face."

"I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, the body temperature behind Qu Ming disappeared, "Although I don't know why you are angry, but... I'm sorry."

Jiang Chuling tiptoed out of bed.

Qu Ming only thought it was absurd, and slowly opened his eyes.Qu Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, and his brow revealed a sense of slack and boredom.

Moreover, what kind of straight man's way of admitting his mistakes is this?

That's it?Let's go back to the furnace and rebuild it for 300 years.

……

Overnight, all hot searches were withdrawn.In the past two days, I couldn't find anything about Qu Ming.Including the long comment posted by the netizen @菊花不仰菊花啦, it was also deleted.

It's just that "kind" netizens have already taken screenshots.This hot search is popular, and there is a sense of sight that there is no silver 300 taels here.

afternoon.In Duting Media.

With dark circles under his eyes, Qu Ming calmly sent a message to Qiu Suyun that he couldn't go home because of something in the company, and that he would change the appointment for another time.After the message was sent, he was a little sleepy, leaning on the backrest with half-closed eyes, and slowly raised his head.

"In one day, I was photographed so many times."

Wei Minrui, who was sitting across from him, rested his chin in both hands: "Can your friend come forward and clarify? We can't find out who helped you hit the trending search, and we don't know whether he is helping you or trying to blackmail you. The company doesn't care at all. What happened to you shows that you are already an outcast."

Last night, before Qu Ming went to SlideBar to catch Jiang Chuling, he sent Wei Minrui a nonsense message—"I just met friends at the bar. The child was met by Song Cicheng. I met him on set several times."

At this moment, Wei Minrui probably regarded him wearing a mask and peaked cap as his friend.

Qu Ming frowned, a little hesitant.

"Your friend is not an insider?" Wei Minrui glanced at him, "But now the bad thing is that this wave of hot searches is suppressed. I understand that you don't want to push your friend to the forefront, but you also have to fight for yourself Think about it. This move is only a gamble."

She took out her mobile phone and pushed it over. It was the homepage of Weibo.

A comment hangs with a big thorn.

"I rely on... qm public relations are always late before, this time it is so fast, guess what are they afraid of? Don't wash it when you are talking about it, your brother has already been on good terms with others You still want to use our resignation as a cover to gain popularity, really scheming. If you make a big move in the middle of the night, you really think that the Cultivation Party does not exist!"

Qu Ming: "..."

Wei Minrui straightened his back: "You have to understand this..."

Qu Ming's expression became gloomy after hearing these words.He pursed his lips and looked at the phone twice more, then put his arms around his arms and interrupted with raised eyebrows: "I see."

Even the corners of his eyes turned up.

His eyes were a little more domineering.

"What are you thinking, kid?" Wei Minrui looked at his expression suspiciously, and paused before saying anything, "From my point of view, someone is watching your every move, but at present, it's all fans who praise you. Since you Rejecting the proposal to fire CP, Song Cicheng did nothing, it doesn't look like one of them."

Qu Ming: "Nothing."

……

"Last night, Liang Song helped Qu Ming suppress the hot search, and I also deleted that comment." Song Cicheng pulled the wine bottle from his hand, "I said you, you have done so many things behind my back, if you want It’s not that I checked the wind direction on Weibo last night, you should be dead today.”

Jiang Chuling lost the wine bottle, neither fighting nor grabbing it, maintaining the posture of holding the wine bottle high with both hands, squinting his eyes to let go.

He still remembered that last time, Qu Ming wasn't really angry, he said to Qian Keyi: "I won't die, I will cry, and I don't understand anything, what can he do with me."

Unexpectedly, Feng Shui took turns.

In just one day, he had a taste of it.

Song Cicheng clicked his tongue, and said in a worried tone, "I didn't expect you to take it seriously, and it's my fault."

After hearing the ins and outs, Jiang Chuling was stunned for a while, and frowned: "Then he probably really hates me now."

That day, he asked Qian Keyi to contact Song Cicheng, but to no avail. After he went back, he made a decision on his own, taking Song Cicheng's joke a long time ago as truth.

Of course, Song Cicheng cannot be blamed for this.

You can only blame yourself.

"In the entertainment industry, I don't suggest you go my old way. Let's not say that this is a place that focuses on appearance. If you have a face of your own..." Song Cicheng glanced at him, looking at his eyes. Peach blossom eyes, then realized that he was poking the pain, and changed his mouth, "No, anyway, don't fight against Qu Ming. If you had told me your plan earlier, I would not have brought you with Qu Ming in the first place. Have a meal."

Jiang Chuling's eyes hurt, so he raised his hand and rubbed it.He almost cried all night, especially when Qu Ming came back with the smell of cigarettes and ignored him, and went to bed by himself, he was almost drowned by his tears.

He's not as proud as he used to be.

"What are you thinking, do you understand?"

"I said I was sorry yesterday, but he didn't believe it." Jiang Chuling was silent, "He said that the wolf is coming, and if there are too many, it will be boring."

Jiang Chuling didn't know where he saw the phrase "Looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, the tears will not flow down."But he was convinced, and he didn't want to lose face by crying in front of Song Cicheng, staring up at the ceiling.The eyes blinked and blinked, a little confused.

Qu Ming seemed really angry.

Will he, don't want to be himself?

Jiang Chuling couldn't figure it out, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Song Cicheng looked at him worriedly: "It's okay to change your past mistakes. I think that although Qu Ming looks fierce and cold, he should be... okay? There is a saying that no one can make mistakes without being a sage. In short, let's apologize sincerely first. I won't lie to you."

Jiang Chuling shook his head, speechless.

Recalling the little crying Bao Jiang Chuling at the Muchen Hotel, Song Ci said silently: "Aren't you good at acting like a baby, why don't you try acting like a baby again? I think he's pretty good at it."

After busy work, I finally went home.

Qu Ming carried the newly purchased drawing board and various materials.

Tang Cheng: "You said that you are free to buy a drawing board. I don't know you yet. Just your stickman, I would believe that you are a primary school student drawing."

Qu Ming smiled: "I'm not good at fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, can't I? I'm in a good mood today, and use stick figures to record my life."

Tang Cheng looked at him and thought he was crazy: "My condolences, my son. Although you have been hacked, there is no need to force yourself to smile. Why don't you be unhappy and tell Dad that you are... creepy."

Qu Ming got off the car, without turning his head, he said with a smile, "Get out."

He is really in a good mood.

In his mind, Jiang Chuling's red eyes, like Wang Chunshui's, kept dripping tears.If it wasn't for his face, such a scene would still be strange.

Didn't Jiang Chuling want to play?

Didn't Jiang Chuling say that he wanted a pretty face?

Isn't that what you want to be unique?

Qu Ming opened the door.

Jiang Chuling was sitting by the porch, looking at a child's face.

The whole face was almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

Then play with him to the end.

Qu Ming thought for a moment, closed the door, changed shoes beside him, hung the things in his hand on the shoe cabinet, and laughed coldly.

"What's the matter, welcome me?"

Jiang Chuling shrank her neck, rushed over with her short legs, and hugged Qu Ming's thighs tightly with both hands: "Brother... I'm sorry."

"Ah."

Qu Ming dragged him and took the other foot.

Look composed, very calm.

"I have thought about it carefully! Brother, don't be angry, okay..." Jiang Chuling paled in panic and puffed her mouth.

Qu Ming bent down and broke him apart: "Yes."

He squinted, obviously in disbelief.

Jiang Chuling's palm was empty, and she stared blankly, her small body froze.His eyeballs rolled around, biting his fingers to make a fuzz, the corners of his eyes immediately turned red again, his face and ears turned red.

Qu Ming smiled and raised his chin: "Don't you want face? Make a deal?"

This time, Jiang Chuling was stunned.He was dumbfounded, blinking, and the eyes suddenly shone with light.Even the hands beside him trembled slightly, and the whole person was indescribably excited.

"Ah... brother?"

"I'll draw a face for you, a very beautiful face. This face will only belong to you in the future, but I have a request." Qu Ming's Adam's apple rolled.His presumptuous gaze swept back and forth, determined that this time, he had hit the nail on the head.

He could use this to ask Jiang Chuling to clarify for him.

Oh, you can also carry private goods and draw a beauty.

Be pleasing to the eye and raise your own home.

Next, Jiang Chuling has a face he loves, so he won't use his face as a demon anymore, right?All the problems that had plagued him so far could finally be put to an end.It's like killing multiple birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Qu Ming laughed softly, and added: "I can draw many drafts until you find the face you like. But correspondingly, you have to agree to my terms."

Jiang Chuling was dumbfounded.

His voice was trembling with excitement: "Really...really?"

Qu Ming hummed, raised his eyebrows and waited for him.

Jiang Chuling immediately hugged him again: "Brother is not angry? Thank you, brother, I will always like brother!!!"