When I wake up, the actor has a cub

Duan Yun had already realized what was going on, and sent Duan Chenfang to work, and asked him to take the dishes Duan Congzhi brought back to the kitchen.

Duan Congzhi didn't understand, and Duan Chenfang actually didn't realize the problem, but he listened to his master and did whatever he told him to do. He walked up to Duan Congzhi, called "little brother brother", and signaled to Duan Congzhi to hold his hand. something for him.

After Duan Congzhi handed it to him, he put the matter aside.

Qin Ke came to the door for the first time, and it stands to reason that he should give an introduction to both parties.

Qin Ke was a guest, so he first said to Qin Ke: "This is my little uncle, the owner of the martial arts hall."

Then he said to Duan Yun, "This is Qin Ke."

Duan Congzhi didn't mention the Qin family, he didn't mention the third master Qin, he said it was Qin Ke.Anyone who introduced Qin Ke would not say this. Duan Congzhi put Qin Ke in the same position as him, a junior.

It's a totally knee-jerk reaction.

When Duan Yun went to see Qin Ke, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

The legendary Third Master Qin nodded to him, and asked him politely: "Hello."

Duan Yun couldn't laugh at all.If it's just Duan Congzhi's unilateral intention, then maybe it won't come true, but if Qin Ke also...

Duan Yun asked Duan Congzhi to fetch a chess set.

It stands to reason that his guests should be entertained by him, but Duan Congzhi actually doesn't know how to entertain them.He didn't need to worry about these when he was in the Qin family. He learned a lot in the Qin family and missed a lot.

Duan Congzhi didn't expect that the little master would ask Qin Ke to play chess. Of course Qin Ke could play chess, but Duan Congzhi couldn't. Anyway, he didn't play well, so he didn't walk away, just sat and watched .

Looking at it, he became stunned. Qin Ke's chess box was in his hand. He played with the chess pieces in it casually, grasped them and let go, the smooth chess pieces fell from between his fingers, collided with each other, and made a crisp sound. Sound good to hear.

Duan Yun glanced at him, but didn't speak. When Qin Ke reached out to take the chess piece, he touched his hand. Duan Congzhi blinked, looked at Qin Ke, and then offered a chess piece.

Qin Ke took it and landed on the chessboard.

Perhaps Qin Ke's chess piece was too difficult to place. There was a slight crease between Duan Yun's eyebrows, which did not let go until the end of the chess game.

Their game of chess played until noon, and Duan Congzhi was about to fall asleep.

Duan Yun said, "Go to the kitchen and have a look."

There are many people during the two days of Chinese New Year, and the busiest part is the kitchen.

There are three aunts employed by the martial arts school for a long time, two of them are going home for the New Year, and now only one is left, but fortunately, everyone will consciously help.

Duan Congzhi looked at Qin Ke. Of course he could see that the junior uncle didn't really like Qin Ke very much, but Qin Ke shouldn't be unable to deal with the junior uncle, so he got up and went over with confidence.

As soon as he left, Duan Yun accepted the chess: "Third Master, Cong Zhi is different from you, if you don't mean that, let him go as soon as possible."

Qin Ke didn't seem to be surprised when Duan Yun said this. He put the chess pieces into his hands and put them back into the chess box.

"I respect his choice."

After Duan Congzhi came out of the kitchen, he greeted everyone for lunch.

The brothers who were idle playing cards and watching variety shows came to help set the round table, Duan Congzhi walked in and called them: "Lunch is ready, have you finished?"

Three round tables were set up for lunch, and Duan Congzhi sat next to Qin Ke. Since he brought Qin Ke in in the morning, they stayed under the eyes of the little uncle. If you go out of line, sit on the side in a well-behaved manner, and now I finally found a chance.

There are many people in the martial arts hall, far more than [-] people, each table has to sit [-] or [-] people, the stools are small round stools without backrests, and the two adjacent people are all very close to each other.

Duan Congzhi and Qin Ke were sitting in the corner by the wall, they couldn't be touched by the food, so it was not very convenient to get in and out.There is a wall behind them, and there is a table in front of them, which is convenient for Duan Congzhi to do some small movements.

With his hand under the table, he gently tugged at Qin Ke. Qin Ke turned to look at him, and Duan Congzhi looked back at him innocently.

Qin Ke looked at him for a while, probably trying to figure out his intentions, and after a while, asked him, "What do you want?"

Duan Congzhi didn't understand Qin Ke's meaning. Qin Ke still looked at him before he realized that he was asking him what he wanted to eat, and that he wanted to give him cloth?

What Duan Congzhi is best at is pushing his nose on his face. Qin Ke retreats a foot and he will go in a foot. His eyes turned around on the table: "Then the third master peeled a crab for me?"

The crabs on the dining table are all cut in half and put away, revealing the yellowish crab roe. Although it has passed the fattest period, it still looks very attractive.

The crabs from the Qin family have been processed before they are served on the table, and there is a complete set of tools on the table, but there are no tools here. If you want to eat, you can only eat them with your hands, or directly with your mouth.

Duan Congzhi obviously did it on purpose. Qin Ke picked up half a crab and picked out a spoonful of crab meat for him with chopsticks and toothpicks.

He tasted the lingering fragrance between his lips and tongue after eating, looked at Qin Ke and said, "I want more."

Duan Congzhi really likes to eat crabs. The cooking method of crabs is simple. Most of the time, they are steamed without too much taste. What they eat is the delicious aroma of crab meat and crab roe itself, which is the unique original juice of Duan Congzhi's favorite ingredient. original taste.

He also likes to eat fugu.

Qin Ke caught the second half crab, and Duan Congzhi immediately handed over his spoon and put it away.

Duan Yun coughed lightly, Duan Congzhi restrained himself a lot and sat upright subconsciously.

Unmoved, Qin Ke picks out the crab meat for him in a leisurely manner. He picks out half of the crab meat, and this time he even dips it in vinegar.

It took a lot of time to peel the crabs. After sitting down until now, Qin Kejing had already peeled the crabs for him. Duan Congzhi felt a little sorry, and gave Qin Ke a small bowl of glutinous rice balls.

"Aunt Liu's Jiuniang Yuanzi is delicious, would you like to try it?"

After Qin Ke tasted it, Duan Congzhi stared at him for a while, as if waiting for his feedback.

Qin Ke's lips are a little thin. As the old saying goes, such people are often ungrateful and ungrateful. Qin Ke doesn't look mean at all, at most, he is a little difficult to get close to.

Duan Congzhi discovered that Qin Ke's lips are so pretty after dipping a little of Xiao Yuanzi's soup.

"Is it tasty?"

Qin Ke nodded.

Duan Congzhi smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and took a sip to look at him.

Qin Ke left after lunch, and Duan Congzhi was about to go to the company. The Lantern Festival Gala was recorded and broadcast. He was going to the TV station on the eighth day of the lunar new year. Xue Ping asked him to return to the company on the sixth day to adjust his status.

The stage has high requirements for people. Duan Congzhi usually has the habit of exercising, and his taste is light. He is in good condition. Xue Ping was relieved when he saw him.

It's fine if you're not fat.

The Lantern Festival Gala is recorded and broadcast, and Duan Cong will go there on the eighth day of the first day, and he will come back after the recording.

Qin Ke sent him to the plane, and he spent a day learning it after he arrived. This is a very simple set of swordsmanship. The movements look fancy, but they are actually the superposition of several basic swordsmanship.

Although it is a group performance, he is actually standing alone in a corner of the stage, and there will be a separate lighting on the stage. He doesn't need to talk too much time to get in touch with the team, just dance to the music and do his own thing.

The core of the practice at the end is actually not to leave the fixed-point performance.

He was rehearsing with a kid from a martial arts school. They were all fifteen or sixteen years old. They were a little curious about him, the "big star" who was airborne, and a little bit unconvinced.

Duan Congzhi didn't care about children, but he didn't suffer any disadvantages, so he had a friendly one-to-many exchange with them, and after the exchange, they were already talking about Brother Duan.

In the next few days, Duan Congzhi practiced with everyone. There was a rehearsal on the eleventh and twelve nights, and the official recording was on the thirteenth night. The advantage of recording and broadcasting is that it can be edited afterwards.

Some programs, they perform, may not be able to broadcast in the end, but generally there is no such risk for those who invite celebrities, so the instructor of the martial arts show was very happy when he heard that Duan Congzhi was coming.

Before Duan Congzhi left, he insisted on inviting him to dinner.

His plane at nine o'clock in the morning will arrive in Longcheng at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Duan Congzhi has good eyesight, and as soon as he came out of the hall, he had already seen Qin Ke.

Today Qin Ke was wearing a black windbreaker, and Duan Congzhi knew that there must be a three-piece suit inside, and with a cane, he was an elegant British gentleman.

After finding the target and having a predetermined direction, Duan Congzhi walked straight there, and other people coming and going in the hall couldn't catch his eyes.

He has already begun to imagine that he will throw away the suitcase and rush to hug him in a while, and even began to calculate that if he starts sprinting within a few steps, he can hang on him without causing an excessive burden on Qin Ke.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he walked faster and faster.

When he vaguely heard someone calling him, Duan Congzhi turned his head in surprise, and a few girls followed up panting.

"Brother Duan."

Duan Congzhi quickly realized, what is he, is there a fan coming to pick him up?

Zhou Quan was standing next to him, looking at the fans, a little defensive. As a celebrity assistant, Chuangshi also trained him, and the most important thing was to guard against illegitimate fans.

Duan Congzhi's flight information has not been made public, how did they get here?

Duan Congzhi took a general look, the people who came were basically not too old, they were only fourteen today, most of the students hadn't started school, they were relatively free, and it was normal to pick them up after getting the flight information.

Duan Congzhi doesn't dislike fans picking him up at the airport, but the leakage of flight information is a relatively big problem for him, so he needs to pay attention to it in the future.

I'll talk about these issues later. Duan Congzhi didn't want to hit them when he came to pick up the plane for the first time. He glanced in Qin Ke's direction, then stopped to talk to them and took a photo to sign.

There were not many people, and it took only a few minutes to sign one by one and take a group photo together.

Duan Congzhi put the cap on the pen and returned the pen: "It's cold weather, pay attention to safety and keep warm, go back early in a while, and tell each other safe." He took the suitcase from Zhou Quan's hand and said to him, "You Stay here for a while, buy them something to drink, send them to the car, and reimburse you."

Zhou Quan should be fine.

After Duan Congzhi made the arrangements, he turned around and continued walking towards Qin Ke. Fans followed behind him for a few steps. Duan Congzhi turned around and said, "Go back, don't come here again, I have someone to pick you up."

They didn't follow anymore, Duan Congzhi walked a dozen steps, and heard someone behind him shouting: "Brother Duan——"

Duan Congzhi looked back, she stood there without speaking for a long time.Duan Congzhi thought she had something to say, so he waited patiently, and then he heard: "Move your ears——"

Duan Congzhi: "..."

Is there something wrong with his fans?

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