Pillow people and dignitaries

Before Mu Zeqiao had time to discuss with Fu Junchi when to go back, Zhao Yue called, saying that he had given birth prematurely, so scared that Mu Zeqiao hung up the phone, quickly took the peaked cap at the entrance and ran to a nearby road side.

While dialing the phone, he hailed a taxi.

After getting in the car, Mu Zeqiao took a few breaths and reported the location of the hospital to the driver. Regardless of the dripping sweat on his forehead, he lowered his head and nervously stared at the phone, waiting for the driver to answer.

Zhao Yue is pregnant with twins, and it is easy to cause accidents if they are born prematurely. Moreover, Zhao Yue's voice was weak and painful on the phone just now.

The phone rang for a while before the other party answered.

"Sister Zhao, you were born prematurely...will it be...how?"

Mu Zeqiao tried his best to breathe steadily, and asked very carefully.

"Ah? I'm fine. Those two bastards have stayed in my stomach for so long, but they can't stop them if they want to come out sooner. It's just embarrassing me, mother, huh..."

Zhao Yue on the other end of the phone gasped.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zeqiao asked hurriedly.

Zhao Yue has a strong personality, and usually likes to hide important matters from others, and fights on his own. Mu Zeqiao is just worried that Zhao Yue will deliberately coax him.

"It's all right, it's just a cut on my stomach. I thought you might be busy and didn't notify you. Then you'll have to blame me for not treating you like a younger brother."

Zhao Yue's situation last night was not so easy. There were twins in her stomach, and the fetal position was not correct, which led to dystocia. She shouted all night in the delivery room, but there was still no movement.

In the end, Zhao Yue resigned to her fate and agreed to the caesarean section.

Women love beauty, and Zhao Yue doesn't like the slightest scar on her body, so she ended up planting it on those two little brats who didn't want to come out.

Mu Zeqiao got off the car near the hospital, first found a flower shop, and asked the clerk what kind of flowers to send for a friend's wedding, then personally picked out more than a dozen bunches of flowers with water droplets on the branches and leaves, and asked the clerk to wrap them carefully. up.

When Mu Zeqiao rushed to Zhao Yue's ward, the white hospital bed was already filled with some flowers and fruit baskets, all of which were sent by Zhao Yue's relatives, friends, and colleagues.

Zhao Yue leaned against the hospital bed, closed her eyes, and seemed to be asleep. Her husband got up from the bed, keeping his steps low.

Mu Zeqiao handed the flowers to Zhao Yue's husband and whispered, "Congratulations."

Zhao Yue's eyelids moved, but they didn't open, "I'm not asleep yet, you two can chat casually, but the wound on the lower abdomen hurts too much, so I don't want to talk."

Zhao Yue's husband put the flowers sent by Mu Zeqiao in the pile of flowers, with a calm face, "Don't talk about the pain."

In fact, a large part of the reason why Zhao Yue gave birth prematurely was because she was tired during this period. Half a month ago, she suddenly wanted to open a studio, and her husband asked her to open it after giving birth, but Zhao Yue said she was free. Even if you are idle, it may be easier to start early.

Then she started a house secretly, but the work in the early stage made her very tired, and it also caused a premature delivery. Half of her life was almost lost during delivery.

Zhao Yue's husband was really angry, anxious and scared.

Fortunately, it survived.

Zhao Yue opened her eyes unwillingly, and bickered with her husband, "I'm going to tell you!"

Zhao Yue's husband brought Mu Zeqiao to the incubator, and went back to the ward to stay with Zhao Yue.

A baby was lying in two transparent incubators. They opened their curious eyes and looked at the world. One of the babies probably saw Mu Zeqiao, with his mouth open and his hands waving like It's greeting him.

Mu Zeqiao's heart was almost melted by these two little guys.

He looked through the transparent incubator for a while, took out his phone, took a photo, and sent it to Fu Junchi.

"Sister Zhao's twins are born, aren't they cute?"

Mu Zeqiao stood still and watched for a while, then went to the ward to talk to Zhao Yue, because Zhao Yue's body was still very weak, so Mu Zeqiao didn't want to disturb him too much, so he went back after visiting.

Because of the two children, Zhao Yue probably won't be able to be a vigorous agent in the future, so she opened a studio, planning to sit down and be the boss, so she doesn't have to run across the country to recruit resources for her artists like before. , and will have more time to spend with her two cubs.

Zhao Yue is no longer a manager, and Mu Zeqiao needs to consider signing with a company now, but he doesn't want to sign with a company casually, because if a contract is signed, then if the company wants to hide you, you have to accept it.

Mu Zeqiao has no other worries, but he is worried that after signing the company, there will be many troubles.

The muddy water in the entertainment industry is too deep, and Mu Zeqiao is not the Mu Zeqiao who just debuted.

It was about six o'clock in the evening, and Mu Zeqiao was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Because he ate alone, he randomly fried two side dishes.

The phone on the coffee table vibrated, it was a text message.

After finishing dinner, Mu Zeqiao took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it, and Fu Junchi also replied with a photo in seconds.

It is a picture of the shooting location.

Fu Junchi is still working.

Mu Zeqiao quit the chat page and saw an unread text message on the screen. He clicked on it, and it was a notification from the crew.

He carefully read the text message several times back and forth, and cheered instantly in his heart, as if he was in a colorful and beautiful world, and he could see dazzling stars and rainbow planets of different colors when he looked up.

He couldn't be happier.

This is happier than when he passed the audition for the first time.

He called Fu Junchi immediately, and Fu Junchi answered almost instantly.

"Brother Fu...I passed the audition for "The Powerful Minister"!!!"

Mu Zeqiao bent his eyes, and the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.

On the other side, Fu Junchi's dark eyes were also stained with a little smile. Tao Xiu, who was sitting not far away, caught a glimpse, pushed Kan Teng next to him, leaned over and whispered to Kan Teng: "One month milk tea, I bet Brother Jun Chi is on the phone with Brother Qiao."

Mu Zeqiao scratched his head in embarrassment, "Brother Fu, did I disturb you?"

The words that came through the phone were unusually gentle.

"No, I'm resting, and I'll shoot again later."

Then Mu Zeqiao heard another sentence that made him blush uncontrollably.

"I kind of want to see you."

Mu Zeqiao lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and suddenly felt that the phone in his hand was burning his ears.

I miss you a little...

Mu Zeqiao was embarrassed to answer, but Fu Junchi waited patiently.

Both parties could hear the other's tiny breathing, but neither party spoke.

After a long time, Mu Zeqiao clenched his phone tightly and lowered his head, his voice seemed seductive because he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Brother Fu, I miss you too."

Fu Junchi sat on the chair, held the phone to his ear with one hand, and held the coffee cup in the other. He listened carefully to Mu Zeqiao's words, wishing he could record Mu Zeqiao's words at this moment, and then In the future, if you have anything to do, you can release it and listen to it.

"Ah."

Mu Zeqiao thought about it for a while, and told Fu Junchi about his consideration of signing a company, and also told Fu Junchi his concerns.

"Sign to my company and let Kan Teng take you."

Fu Junchi raised his eyes to look at Kan Teng who was typing on his laptop. Kan Teng just rubbed the bridge of his nose, looked at Fu Junchi, and couldn't help but shudder.

Fu Junchi looked at him.

It's not something, it's overtime.

"what?"

"Actually, Kan Teng is a registered agent. If you signed with Tianyi Entertainment, Xuezang would be impossible, but the resources would not be many. Compared with other companies, the public relations are better, and the artists are treated fairly."

Mu Zeqiao checked several companies on the Internet, and Tianyi Entertainment had good reviews. Anyway, if there is a script to shoot, it depends on whether you go for it and whether you can play this role well.

In addition to talking about a company in his own hands, Fu Junchi recommended several other companies in Yuncheng to Mu Zeqiao, and told Mu Zeqiao the advantages of these artist companies.

However, Fu Junchi did not say that the companies he recommended were either companies owned by his friends, or some business partners he had worked with before.

As long as Mu Zeqiao chooses one of them, he can take care of it.

Mu Zeqiao carefully wrote down the companies that Fu Junchi said, and he wanted to think about it before making a choice.

Fu Junchi chatted with Mu Zeqiao for more than ten minutes, and didn't hang up the call until the break time was over.

Mu Zeqiao didn't know what to do after dinner. He usually read a book or went for a walk, but now he wanted to hear Fu Junchi's voice even more.

The night was getting thicker, and the evening wind was bringing hot and dry air. Mu Zeqiao stood by the balcony with his mobile phone on the balcony fence.

He stood for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and sent two voice messages to Fu Junchi.

"Brother Fu, in fact... I want to sign your company more, because that means more opportunities to act with you, but I feel that you will definitely arrange the script for me in private, so, I want to talk to you first. You said, now I am very satisfied when I have a movie to shoot. Whether it is a supporting role or a cameo, I like it. Compared with the result of the movie, the process is more important to me. If I get the leading role, maybe there will be Great pressure."

"I'm thinking, if you sign a contract, all the remuneration for filming will be recorded in your company's name. If you make a profit, it will be counted as the company's, and if it is a loss, it will be counted as the company's, okay?"

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Everyone can understand Qiao Qiao's words as: No matter whether it is horizontal or vertical, I, Mu Zeqiao, belong to you, Fu Junchi.