Is it easy for me to make money!

Seeing Gao Yu nodding his head, Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned for a long time, and looked at him amusedly: "What are you kidding? Just like me, I stare at the camera with eyes fluttering, believe it or not? I don't have that ability!"

Gao Yu reached out to pat him on the shoulder with a serious face: "You have to believe in yourself!"

"I don't have that self-confidence. If I don't go, I don't know how the model should stand. What kind of commercial should I shoot!"

"It's okay, it's very simple, and you don't need to shoot videos. It's similar to taking photos. It's outdoor advertisements, big posters, and you don't have to pay attention to how you stand in the camera. As for how to shoot, we will talk about it later. The main thing is to reflect youth. The generation pursues the state of life, and we have to deal with it later, and it will definitely look good!"

"Big poster?" Zhou Xiaoxiang's mind suddenly flashed all kinds of outdoor advertisements he saw on the road, and he shook his head again and again, "It's embarrassing for me, I won't go!"

"You're conservative, do you understand! Let's try the mirror first, and then we'll talk if it doesn't work."

"I also have the smell of money, big brother, I dream of getting rich, I'm crazy about money, I'm the least suitable."

Gao Yu stroked his chin and smiled meaningfully: "Smells like copper? Hehe...Xiao Xiangzi, haven't you realized a very important issue?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

"This is a very rich extra money..."

Zhou Xiaoxiang blinked, chewed and chewed again, and looked at him calmly: "When is the audition? Make an appointment!"

"Pfft..." Xiao Peize couldn't hold back, propped his forehead and started laughing, and said after a while, "Isn't it good to talk about making extra money in front of your boss?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang glanced at him: "You also care about your spare time?" Then he moved towards Gao Yu and looked at him seriously.

Gao Yu was so amused by his sudden change of attitude, he leaned on the sofa and laughed until his stomach ached: "You...haha...what are you doing here? Hahahaha..."

"Don't laugh! Be serious!" Zhou Xiaoxiang calmly waited for him to finish laughing, then sat down a little further, "Come on, let's talk about labor costs."

"Pfft..." Except for the two brothers present, one was serious and the other was confused, the other two laughed hard enough.

Gao Yu sat up from the sofa with his stomach in his hands, and stopped laughing: "I'm not responsible for the money, I don't know the details, it is estimated that one day of filming can be worth several months of your salary, this is the price of our advertising company." , Shancheng said that if they are particularly satisfied, they will increase the price."

"You're not playing with me, are you?"

"Absolutely not!"

Zhou Xiaoxiang was silent for a while, then slapped his thigh suddenly: "Okay! I'll do it!"

Gao Yu was amused by him again: "Hahahahahaha..."

After Zhou Xiaoxiang went back, he happily dreamed of getting rich all night. When he woke up the next morning, he felt dizzy, his nose was blocked, his breathing was difficult, and he didn't even have the strength to put on his clothes. Like falling bones, soft.

I felt something was wrong, I leaned against the head of the bed and closed my eyes to rest for a while, but I still felt very sleepy, and almost fell asleep again, while I was still awake, I quickly checked the drawer and took a thermometer to measure myself, and I had a fever.

Thinking about it, I don’t seem to have had a fever in the past [-] years. This seems to be the first time in history, and it probably has something to do with taking a cold shower in winter.Thinking of the reason for taking a cold shower, Zhou Xiaoxiang's heart throbbed a little uncontrollably, and he closed his eyes again, half asleep and half awake in a daze for a long time before getting out of bed.

He walked to the table with difficulty and took the mobile phone, got into the bed again and turned it on, called the department manager to ask for leave, and called the nursery school. After hanging up, Xiaoyu was woken up. Patted on the head: "Xiaoyu, I don't go to school today, rest at home."

Xiaoyu felt weak when he heard his words, and stretched out his fleshy little hand to touch his face in a very sensible way, his eyes widened in confusion: "Brother is sick?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang's eyes became hot, he didn't know if he was moved by the child's sensibility, or because the child's precocity made him feel sad, and suddenly felt weak, his eyes swelled and hurt inexplicably, he blinked, stuffed his arms into the bed, and covered his eyes. Shut up and said in a low voice: "Brother is fine, just take a nap. Xiaoyu sleeps a little longer, I'll go to sleep over there, and get up and make breakfast for you later."

"Why do you want to sleep over there?"

"Colds are contagious, Xiaoyu, be good." Zhou Xiaoxiang talked for a while to lull him to sleep, then got out of bed and took a sip of water, sat down at the end of the bed and got into bed again.

Not long after, there was a sound in the living room, and it was Xu Le who woke up.

After Xu Le got up, he didn't see Zhou Xiaoxiang, and he didn't think much about it. Recently, the two of them left early and returned late, and it became a common occurrence to see Zhou Xiaoxiang's room door closed. After finishing, check the time and leave the door.

Zhou Xiaoxiang listened drowsily to the movement outside, his consciousness was confused and his mind was buzzing, but he couldn't fall asleep strangely. ", stopped, stared at these three words for a while, then exited the address book and threw the phone aside, rubbed his face and buried his head in the pillow to continue sleeping.

Not long after, the phone vibrated suddenly, Zhou Xiaoxiang quickly pulled his head out of the pillow, took a look at the phone, his hands trembled a little, blinked and buried himself in the bed, took a deep breath to clear his nose, and pressed answer: "Hello?"

Xiao Peize's deep voice came over: "Didn't come to work today? What's the matter?"

"How do you know that I didn't go to work?" Zhou Xiaoxiang was a little surprised, but then he thought, this person is his boss, and it's not a matter of one sentence to know who's situation.

As soon as Xiao Peize heard his voice, he felt something was wrong, and suddenly became nervous: "You have a cold?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang nodded. After clicking, he realized that he was on the phone. The other party couldn't see him at all. He pursed his lips and answered in a low voice after a long time: "Yes."

As soon as Xiao Peize finished asking, there was a little more noise on the other end. It sounded like he was packing up his things. After a while, an anxious voice came: "Lie down for a while, I'll be right over."

"No..." Before Zhou Xiaoxiang finished speaking, the other end had already hung up the phone, and stared at the phone for a long time, biting his lips sorely.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door from outside, Zhou Xiaoxiang got up from the bed, opened the door weakly and went out, as soon as the door opened, he saw Xiao Peize's two sharp black eyebrows knit together, eyes full of anxiety.

"Why come out with so little clothes?" Xiao Peize walked in and closed the door, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and quickly picked him up.

"Hey!" Zhou Xiaoxiang wanted to resist, but found that the voice he shouted had no strength at all, so he stopped shouting and muttered, "Brother, you are exaggerating..."

Xiao Peize ignored him, tucked him under the bed and asked, "Where is the thermometer?"

"Measured, low fever."

Xiao Peize was worried, so he found the thermometer by himself and measured it for him again. After taking the measurement, he took his mobile phone and called a doctor he knew well. It didn't take long for someone to come to the door with a small medicine box.

The doctor came in and checked Zhou Xiaoxiang as usual. Xiao Peize wanted to urge him and waited patiently. Zhou Xiaoxiang was stunned by the never-before-seen tangled expression on his face.

This doctor knows Xiao Peize very well. Seeing that he specially called him over for door-to-door service, he knows that this sick person should be very important. He usually directly administers an IV. Today, he specially asked about his medical history and knew that Zhou Xiaoxiang rarely gets sick. Said: "The effect of the drip is too heavy, so take the medicine as much as you can, but I think you are feeling very uncomfortable now, so you should get an injection first, and then take the medicine later."

Zhou Xiaoxiang nodded: "Okay, thank you!"

The doctor left quickly, Xiao Peize went to the kitchen to boil water for him, the room suddenly became quiet, Zhou Xiaoxiang listened to the light ticking of the alarm clock, and was dazed for a while, feeling that when a person is sick, even thinking Slowly, it didn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the room was filled with a strong smell of oatmeal.Xiaoyu has already woken up, and is sitting on the table drinking oatmeal with a cup in his hand. The clothes on his body should be worn by Xiao Peize. They are in such a mess that it makes people want to laugh.

Xiao Peize sat by the bed the whole time, saw that he woke up, touched his forehead, leaned over and kissed him on the lips: "Are you feeling better?"

Zhou Xiaoxiang stared at him blankly, and it took him a long time to make a sound: "Colds are contagious."

"It's okay, I'm in good shape." Xiao Peize smiled and kissed him on the lips again.

Zhou Xiaoxiang felt that he had no strength to struggle, and the hot feeling on his face was probably due to a fever, so he looked away uncomfortably: "I'm much better, you can go back to the company."

"It's okay." Xiao Peize regretted that he didn't know how to cook at this time, looked at his flushed cheeks up close, and smiled, "What porridge do you want? I'll go and order a takeaway."

"Whatever." Zhou Xiaoxiang pulled up the quilt, covering most of his head.

Xiao Peize knew that he wasn't picky eaters, so he called a nearby porridge shop, ordered two bowls of light vegetable porridge, then went to the table and snatched Xiaoyu's cup: "Xiaoyu, be good, drink less cereal Son, drink porridge with brother later."

"Oh!" Xiaoyu nodded obediently, let him carry him to the bed, crawled onto Zhou Xiaoxiang's body with hands and feet, and widened his eyes, "Brother, does it hurt?"

In Xiaoyu's mind, illness means pain.Zhou Xiaoxiang laughed after hearing this: "It doesn't hurt."

Xiaoyu was suddenly happy: "Oh!"

After finishing breakfast, he slept in a daze for a long time. When he woke up again, he felt his head was not so heavy, and his hands and feet had a little more strength. Zhou Xiaoxiang was secretly proud, thinking that his recovery ability was quite strong, and it was not too embarrassing after all. .

Turning his gaze, he saw Xiao Peize sitting by the window with Xiaoyu in his arms, holding a book in his hand, probably a random one from the table, and Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep in his arms.

The layout of this house is very good, and both rooms are facing south. It is now close to noon, and the sunlight only hits Xiao Peize's outstretched legs, but the light from the window is still very bright, illuminating his stern profile. Plated with a layer of light gold, it looks warm and cozy.

Zhou Xiaoxiang stared straight at his eyeballs for a long time, the world in his eyes was condensed to the square inch of the window, as if the other places had lost all color, blinked, and found that something was wrong with him, took a deep breath and turned over, gritted his teeth and cursed: You're vulnerable when you're sick, right?How hypocritical!