Kiss you again like a baby [entertainment circle]

The dining table was littered with crumpled napkins.

Qu Ming couldn't help it: "What are you going to eat when you're hungry? Why don't you go back to the flower pot and I'll let you go to the balcony to drink the dew all night, maybe you can grow taller."

The chopsticks just touched the steaming sweet and sour pork ribs, before Jiang Chuling could catch them, the chopsticks fell again.When No.20 crawled back from under the dining table for the second time, his clothes were stuck to his body, and Qu Ming could feel his whole body being sticky.

Jiang Chuling pursed her lips, looked eagerly at a large bowl of meat in the enamel bowl and swallowed: "The combination of meat and vegetables makes life not tiring."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the "silver thread" that flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ancestor, you have to understand whose face is being used to be stupid now!The expression on Qu Ming's face couldn't hold back anymore, he wished he could grab Jiang Chuling's collar and shake him awake.

"I'm asking you for the last time, can I have a different face?" Qu Ming took the chopsticks angrily, and took out a napkin to wipe. "The answer I want is only one word."

Wiping the chopsticks is so strong that it is like washing a layer of skin off a pig.

"..." Jiang Chuling chewed it sweetly and didn't care, "Uh...no?"

Qu Ming: ...

It is indeed a mimosa essence.He hasn't learned anything that humans can do, so he must learn something that is not human to do to make him angry?

Seeing that something was wrong with his eyes, Jiang Chuling said seriously, "It's not that I don't want to change, it's..."

Qu Ming slowly put the chopsticks back into Jiang Chuling's hands as if he was listening to a joke, without giving him a chance to finish: "Okay. You can help me record tomorrow's interview, and you can participate in future movies and TV shows. Can I call you Quming and I'm Jiang Chuling?"

Jiang Chuling shook his head again and again, holding up the chopsticks very uncomfortably, and struggling to put the meat into his mouth.He lowered his head, looking vague.

Qu Ming didn't see why, he ground his teeth: "What do you mean by shaking your head? Huh? You don't want to change your face, don't you mean that. You can't go back on your word."

"No!" The chopsticks in his hand rolled onto the table, and Jiang Chuling's lips were stained with oil, "Brother looks good! My brother is liked by many people!"

Qu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense and pulled out his phone.

He clicked a few times, and a picture of the main character in the cartoon appeared on the screen of the phone—black hair, moderately thick red lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes.The man's deep eyes were twinkling, as if there were little stars hiding in the sky.

Qu Ming froze the hand that slid the phone.

That was the draft he drew by himself before time travel. Who would have thought that after time travel, it would become a picture that could be easily found on Baidu? !

All right, it's him.

Qu Ming was stunned, and pushed the phone: "This is called a paper man, do you understand? You just change like this, as long as your temperament is right, and some passers-by will praise you as if you came out of a cartoon."

Jiang Chuling ignored him, with a full face of resistance.

Qu Ming: "?"

"No, no, no, my brother's face is the best! The universe is invincible and thunderbolt!" He blinked his eyes, and quickly took two bites of sweet and sour pork ribs, "Good night, brother!"

Then, on the spot, it turned into a pot of ordinary mimosa.Rooted and potted, it appeared on the floor in front of Qu Ming's shoes.

The two stared at each other.

After a while, Jiang Chuling shook the stem, as if waving goodbye.

Qu Ming: "Alright."

As long as it's not his face.

Qu Ming didn't care about him any more, he just cleaned up the dishes by himself.

After everything was packed, I lay on the bed and thought about life.

At night, the neon lights outside the window are still on.The city that never sleeps is still lively, but it is not the place where Qu Ming grew up.Recalling the life of this day, he was in a trance.

half an hour later. Inside the SlideBar.

The private room was filled with the smell of alcohol.On the table in front of him were several empty wine bottles, a pair of sunglasses, and a mask.

"How can you come out alive? Dare you or you dare, I almost thought you died and left us."

The speaker is the owner of SlideBar, Qian Keyi.

"Because a man can bend and stretch, I will cry?" In the private room, Jiang Chuling brushed back his short ear-length hair, and the corners of his eyes were already red. He took a few sips of wine and said slowly.

Jiang Chuling still used Qu Ming's face, his slightly drunk face was heroic, revealing an indescribable beauty.Qian Keyi laughed, teasingly said: "This face is really pretty! Awesome! You have occupied all the entertainment news I've followed recently."

"It looks good! I think so too." Jiang Chuling narrowed his eyes, showing a little complacency in his eyes. He looked around while talking, feeling that something was missing.The lights in the bar were a bit dazzling, and he was dazed for a while, then suddenly remembered, "What about Song Cicheng, why didn't I see him today. I still want to learn from him."

Qian Keyi was a little drunk, fell down on the sofa and said vaguely: "Song Cicheng? Doesn't he have a movie tonight? I guess he won't be able to find time to catch up. I haven't seen him for a few days, and I think about him all day long? "

"Ah, um." Jiang Chuling frowned, "I have to attract the attention of Qu Ming's fans and Heizi as soon as possible. If this continues, it will be difficult for me to even become a human being."

Plant spirits and monsters, if they want to transform into humans and survive for a long time, they have to try their best to pretend to be real people.They have to have their own thoughts and personalities, and they must learn everything in the world and abide by all the regulations in the world.

Can't reveal the slightest clue.

And they are very weak and not adapted to this world.

Human life needs oxygen.

For them, human love is their oxygen.

The spirits who are not liked by humans, and not cared about by humans will gradually become weak to death, unable to transform into human form, and turn back into thoughtless plants.

Compared to his companions, Jiang Chuling was so weak that he didn't even have his own face.

Qian Keyi looked at him, shook his head, and recalled: "You are born weak, so what if you enter the entertainment circle? Holding Qu Ming's face, become the second Qu Ming? Song Cicheng relies on the entertainment circle To gain love, that’s because he already has his own face. He is a unique existence in the entertainment industry, and he is an independent individual. Have you ever thought about who fans like before you follow his path? It’s Qu Ming’s face. They will never know that you are Jiang Chuling."

Jiang Chuling woke up instantly: "Doesn't that mean I'm hopeless? No matter whose face I use, the love I win is not my own?"

"Not really..." Qian Keyi was silent for a while, "If someone loves you to the core."

Jiang Chuling pursed her lips, thinking about the possibility of this situation.

Qian Keyi is older than him, has experienced more, and sees more clearly, so he comforted him and said: "No matter what, the liking will disappear. You see that Song Ci is in the limelight, but which star can always be in the limelight? Human beings like the new and dislike the old, and no one can guarantee that the person who likes you today will still like you tomorrow. One day, we will all disappear. Sooner or later."

Qian Keyi drank too much, and didn't realize that this kind of comfort seemed to say: die early and live early, and you will be a hero again in 18 years.

Jiang Chuling seemed to be used to it, and laughed: "What if?"

He understands the reason.

The possibility of this event is so small that... drinking water can choke people to death.Jiang Chuling really couldn't figure out how to find someone who would love him for the rest of his life.

Qian Keyi persuaded: "We are lucky in the first place. Forgot how we were born? Compared with those flowers and plants that can't transform into human shapes, we are already at ease... This is called today's wine and today's drunk, who will be tomorrow's business?" I don't know, and you don't have to worry too much."

Of course Jiang Chuling didn't forget.

Flowers, plants and grass are all existences with aura and life.As long as the people who raise the flowers and plants take good care of them, day after day, year after year, if the flowers and plants have feelings, they will be born.

He was awakened by Quming.

Jiang Chuling still remembered that when he was an ordinary mimosa, Qu Ming would take him with him wherever he went, and he would talk about clover whenever he met, and he would never let go wherever he went.Mimosa likes humidity, and Qu Ming never forgets to water it.

Quming...

After much deliberation, Jiang Chuling's eyes suddenly froze.

Qian Keyi was in a daze, and after drinking too much alcohol, he was startled: "Your fucking eyes scare me! What are you doing?"

"No, it's just... You said that if I find a way to get a unique face in the world, and then enter the entertainment industry, will I be able to be liked by many, many, many people as Jiang Chuling...?" Startled by the thought, he glanced at him uncertainly.

Qian Keyi was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure it out: "You are not crazy, are you? Where can I find a unique face for you?"

"...Network pictures, paper people." Jiang Chuling poured another glass of wine and twirled the goblet, "Others can praise me as the one who came out of comics!"

"Huh?" Qian Keyi's brain froze.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chuling thought about the online pictures he saw just after supper, and changed slightly.

With black broken hair sticking to his face, Jiang Chuling became a short boy, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old at most.His moderately thick red lips were still stained with wine, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were sparkling, completely different from Qu Ming's face.

He turned around in a circle and raised his fleshy hands to look back and forth: "That's it! Look!"

Qian Keyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes staring like copper bells: "You are underage, what are you playing?"

Jiang Chuling bit her lip and deliberately winked at him: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water! I have already been discovered by Qu Ming. I can't find a good-looking face now. I will enter the entertainment industry after I find one."

Qian Keyi got goosebumps and was sober from the wine.

"Why, he's so cute!" Jiang Chuling blinked, "Before I find a good-looking face, I still have to use Qu Ming's face for a while, and I have to correspond with Song Cicheng. Thinking about it this way, my future must be happy! "

Qian Keyi almost didn't curse.Is this him cute ass!The sense of disharmony between face and personality is max, okay!