After interpenetrating with the dead enemy [entertainment circle]

The door of the room was not closed tightly, and bursts of laughter came from downstairs.

Qin Xinghe looked up at the ceiling, thinking, talking and laughing, they are more like a family.After another thought, they are indeed a family.

He and Yuechen exchanged identities, and Yue's mother also felt the kind of family that Yuechen was kind to.

Their family was happy and harmonious, and Qin Xinghe, an outsider, had no intention of intervening, so he dawdled upstairs until dinner time.

Seeing him listless, Yue's mother reprimanded: "Why do you go home as if someone put a knife on your neck?"

Hearing this, Qin Xinghe glanced at Yuechen, who smiled innocently.

"I've been busy recently." He made up an excuse.

Mother Yue hummed: "Busy? What are you busy with? Are you resting recently? Could it be that you are busy chasing your girlfriend? Even chasing your girlfriend, how long has it been? Should I bring you back to see her? I haven't seen my wife here. Come on, I won’t see my son either! Tell me what you’re busy with!”

Qin Xinghe was speechless by a series of questions.

Yuechen helped him change the subject: "Auntie, when is dinner?"

"Oh! I forgot about this, right, right, ready to eat soon!"

Yue's mother rushed to the kitchen, Yuechen got up, and when he passed by him, he patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Relax."

Qin Xinghe's stiff body moved slightly, and Qin Xinghe said angrily: "Who is nervous! Why should I be nervous after eating a meal! I'm sick!"

Mother Yue prepared a large table of dishes, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

Qin Xinghe didn't have much appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls, and said with a sullen face, "I'm full, I'll go back first."

"stop."

Qin Xinghe stepped back, his throat moved slightly, and he heard Yue's mother say: "Yuechen, let me ask you, is there something on your mind? You have been absent-minded all day, and you will go back after just a few bites?"

"……No."

"Then sit down." Father Yue frowned and added, "Sit down even if you don't eat!"

Tilting his head slightly, the tails of his long and narrow eyes flickered twice, Qin Xinghe sat back and waited for them to eat in silence.

Yue Mu's voice came from time to time:

"This pigeon soup is specially cooked for you by your mother. It nourishes your body. You should drink more."

"Look at how skinny you are, you rarely have time to eat well at work, right? Your company is too much! You have been assigned so many jobs, look at the dark circles under your eyes..."

"Xinghe, if it doesn't work, let's resign, mother will support you!"

Qin Xinghe panicked when he heard this, took out his mobile phone and started a game of Fighting the Landlord, playing cards indiscriminately, not listening to their conversation.

After a meal, the sky darkened, Yue's mother was worried, and ordered the driver to take the two of them back.

Forced to sit together, Qin Xinghe turned his head to look at the retreating scenery outside the window, Yuechen broke the silence first: "If you don't like it, don't come back next time."

Didn't move.

Yue Chen said again: "But I still want to tell you, my mother likes you very much, don't be so hostile to her, she will be sad."

The outside of the car was full of purples and reds, and the corners of Qin Xinghe's lips curled up, mockingly: "It's not my mother, it has nothing to do with me whether she is sad or not."

Wanting to taunt again, a jade object was stuffed into his hand in the next second, he turned his head suspiciously, Yue Chen said: "My mother gave it to you. Once you were injured while filming, my mother was very worried about you. Go to the temple Li asked you for a peace talisman to send over. But it was returned later, and she kept it all the time, and just gave it to me."

In the past, there were not so many bells and whistles in filming, and everything was done by himself. Qin Xinghe suffered many injuries, big and small.

Thinking of the days when he was injured, the hand holding the safety talisman tightened, but his mouth said in distaste: "Who still uses such an old-fashioned thing now."

Yue Chen looked at his awkward appearance with a funny face.

"Give me your phone." Thinking of something, Qin Xinghe reached out to him.

After Qin Xinghe got the phone, he took out Yuechen's phone, entered the verification code and logged on to his Weibo.Tilting his head, seeing Yuechen watching his movements, he raised his eyebrows and stuffed the phone into his arms: "What are you looking at? It's polite not to look at people's privacy, understand?"

"Oh..." This child also knows the word polite, which is strange.

Back at Yuechen's house, Qin Xinghe took out the safety talisman that he had carried all the way. The safety talisman was square, with the word "Peace" engraved in the middle.

He took two photos with his mobile phone and posted them on Weibo.

@universe invincible big handsome guy: someone else sent it.

Just 1 minute after posting on Weibo, more than 1000 comments came out.

[You still know how to tweet?If you have no news, I will prepare a funeral for you! 】

【For nine whole days, you just use this ugly thing to perfuse us?I didn't take a selfie today, so I just lay here and don't leave!It's up to you! 】

[What age is it, the fan who gave you the peace talisman must be 80 years old, right? 】

[With this time, it's better to study your acting skills more. YC has already won the best actor award. Have you won a decent award for so many years?What an embarrassment to our fans! 】

[Hehe, it's only ugly that depends on the film king's gold. 】

[Laughing to death, does my son still have career fans?Upstairs upstairs, I advise you to take off your fans as soon as possible!So as not to piss yourself off. 】

[My son usually dances like this, and I burn incense every day to worry that he will be banned. What about winning the best actor in my dream? 】

[Which temple upstairs usually burns high incense, next time we will be together. 】

Seeing the gradually deviated comments, Qin Xinghe turned off his phone, went to wash and sleep.

Compared with Yuechen who ran around to make announcements and was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, Qin Xinghe was still resting, had no job, and was thinking of ways to make himself fat every day.

After all, it is also a good idea to make the enemy into a big fat man.

However, within a few days of eating and drinking, Qin Xinghe received news from Luo Huan that he was invited to be a guest on a charity program.

Charity shows are hard to refuse. Qin Xinghe was forced to end his vacation early, and he was very upset, and he was even more upset when he helped Yue Chen gain favor with charity.So on the day of the recording of the program, he almost wrote the words "Don't mess with me" on his face with his face on his shoulders.

This public welfare program is called "Kind Heart", which selects various models of kindness in society, and calls on everyone to be kind and treat others kindly.This kind of show, according to Rong Zai's conclusion, it doesn't matter whether you are touched or not, just cry.

Look at this, I graduated from a famous university with a bright future, but I was worried about the education of children in the mountainous area and spent half my life in the mountainous area.Can you not be moved?

Look at this again. On the eve of the wedding, a shopping mall in the city where he lived caught fire. In order to save people trapped in the fire, he was injured by a falling beam and had to sit in a wheelchair ever since.Can you not feel bad?

and this……

Qin Xinghe sat on the sofa with a sullen face, and saw a family of three coming out of the backstage, there was a commotion behind him, his brows were slightly frowned, and he tilted his head slightly.

"Hi everyone, I'm Qiqi's mother."

"I'm Papa Kiki."

"I'm Kiki."

After the family of three were introduced one by one, Wu Ying, the goddess of immortality sitting next to Qin Xinghe, held a tissue and said, "I know, she is that very popular Qiqi on the Internet."

She was still engrossed in the last story, speaking very slowly: "His grandfather was a paraplegic, and he spent a lot of money to cure his illness. Qiqi has been broadcasting live broadcasts in order to raise money for his grandfather's treatment. Such a small child is too exciting. It hurts."

Qin Xinghe took a second look at the little girl named Qiqi. The little girl was not tall, but she had a fleshy body. Standing on the stage, the flesh on her arms trembled slightly.

Where is the pity?

Soon, Qiqi's mother answered Qin Xinghe's doubts: "My father needs money for medical treatment all year round, and my daughter loves to eat. She can eat twenty chicken legs for a meal. It is a big burden for our family to raise. Once, we filmed I posted a video of my daughter eating, teasing that our family is about to go bankrupt. Unexpectedly, this video became popular, and many people donated money. We thought that my daughter likes to eat, and netizens like to watch, so we started a live broadcast..."

Qin Xinghe pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Filial piety comes first, and we can all feel Qiqi's filial piety for making money from live broadcasting for grandpa. I believe she will get better and better in the future, and grandpa will recover soon," the host said.

Qiqi's mother said: "We didn't bring any presents today, why don't we let Qiqi show everyone eating chicken drumsticks?"

Qin Xinghe heard the excited voices from the audience.

The staff brought up the prepared chicken legs. Qiqi glanced at her mother, sat down on the stool slowly, picked up the chicken feet with her chubby hands, and showed a trademark smile at the camera.

Qin Xinghe pursed his lips slightly.

"Hi uncles and aunts, I'm Qiqi, my grandpa has been lying in bed for a long time, I hope you can help us."

This sentence is used as the opening remark of each live broadcast, and the atmosphere of the scene is set to the extreme. After eating a chicken leg, Kiki raises her head and smiles at the camera, looking pitiful and strong.

Wu Ying on the side began to cry again holding a tissue.

After eating the fifth big chicken leg, Qiqi slowed down and even looked at her mother frequently.

The thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, Qin Xinghe finally couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the microphone to stop the "eating and broadcasting": "Enough, don't eat!"

Qiqi's mother immediately said: "My daughter can eat twenty in one meal, and now she only eats a few!"

"Yeah, Xiaochen, don't look at Qiqi's small body, she actually has great energy." Wu Ying whispered to the younger film king.

Qin Xinghe ignored them, stared straight at Qiqi, and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Qiqi glanced at her mother, and whispered back to him: "...I think so."

"Are you serious?" His voice was much higher, and he sounded fierce. Wu Ying looked at Qiqi's crying expression, and there was some reproach in her tone, "Don't scare her."

Qin Xinghe only had Qiqi in his eyes, "Everyone here can make decisions for you now, if you don't want to eat, don't be brave. Don't be afraid of your parents, don't look at them, look at me, look into my eyes, tell me, you Do you still want to eat?"

"Hey, are you here to make trouble?" Qiqi's father raised his arms as if to beat him up.

Holding the chicken leg in her hand, Xiao Qiqi stared at the ferocious uncle in front of her eyes that were squeezed to the point of being blind, and burst into tears, crying to her mother: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Mom! Woooo..."

Qiqi threw away the chicken leg in her hand, and Qiqi's mother standing behind changed her face, and stretched her hand down, intending to twist Qiqi's thigh to "remind" her.