It's not your turn to break up

After Qi Fei reopened the door and came in, Wang Zhongqiu didn't dare to vent his anger.

Qi Fei's face, which had been put on makeup again, was bright and beautiful, "Let's talk about the new variety show, take a look at these plans." As if nothing had happened before, she calmed down all her emotions and resumed her previous professional skills. Intellectual appearance, a pair of businesslike appearance.

"I picked a few for you to see," Qi Fei clicked on the pad. "One is about suspense and reasoning. At present, there is only one program of the same type in China. It is more brain-intensive, but it has a bright future. It can be used as a learning master."

"The other one is an indoor game plus a talk show. Although the form is relatively old-fashioned, but the host team is the first-line in China, the problem is expected to be explosive, and it is more topical. It will definitely be on the hot search."

"There is another one, I don't recommend it very much, but I think you will like it, the type of survival in the wild, bitter, very bitter." Qi Fei introduced and observed Wang Zhongqiu's expression. As expected, Wang Zhongqiu looked very interested. "And it's said that the director is being serious. Artists are not allowed to bring assistants to managers, money, and items that are not allowed by the program group, especially mobile phones."

"It's interesting." Wang Zhongqiu rested his chin on one hand, flipping through the planning proposal of this program, watching with relish. "Talk more."

"This program group is very strict. At present, we only know that actors, singers, and athletes will participate in the program."

When it came time to record the program, Yan Panpan sent Wang Zhongqiu to the shooting location, and Wang Zhongqiu asked her to go back. Anyway, the program team does not allow assistants, so just pick him up after filming. The program will be filmed for three days and two nights.

Wang Zhongqiu was wearing a blue jacket, a fisherman's hat, and a mountaineering bag. He was dressed very casually, like a mountaineer, not an artist at all.

The first thing the program team does is to check the luggage brought by the artists.The staff took a basket and confiscated all the dolls, snacks, pads, and game consoles brought by the artist.

The recording was done step by step. Compared with the other guests who were chattering about various topics and making shots, Wang Zhongqiu seemed extraordinarily quiet, which didn't match his image.

Going up the mountain to collect firewood for cooking, such a tiring and dangerous job with few shots, no one wants to do it.They scrambled to choose the relatively easy tasks of setting up tents, cooking and washing vegetables.

"I'll go to the mountains to collect firewood."

No one was willing to go, but Wang Zhongqiu volunteered, and everyone was naturally happy to see the result.

"I'm with you." Someone said.

Wang Zhongqiu looked back, the person who spoke was an actor, although he was young, he was a well-educated and capable faction, he only knew that his name was Zhu Tianhe, the two did not know each other.

"It's okay, I can do it alone." He was afraid that people would just say it casually, and it would be very scheming if he agreed casually.

Wang Zhongqiu refused unhurriedly. His goal is to complete his own task. He has no intention of making friends with anyone, and others don't want to talk to him.

"It's easy for more than one person to help." There was no doubt in his tone.

Seeing that Zhu Tianhe insisted, Wang Zhongqiu didn't continue to refuse, maybe he wanted to set up a hardworking and capable person, of course he couldn't stop his stardom.

The two walked one after the other, only the sound of footsteps on the stone steps.

"My name is Wang Zhongqiu, hello senior." After all, it was recording a program, and he couldn't keep silent, so Wang Zhongqiu took the initiative to talk to Zhu Tianhe.

"Hello," Zhu Tianhe looked at him and smiled, "You don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name."

Wang Zhongqiu also smiled and didn't say a word. Naturally, he couldn't be called by his name directly. The fans didn't tear him up, he was rude, he didn't care if he was big or small, did you call the senior's name casually?

"Can I call you Xiaoqiu?" Zhu Tianhe asked him, "I think fans call you that."

"Ah, of course, yes."

Wang Zhongqiu was so immersed in his own imagination that he didn't notice why Zhu Tianhe knew what his fans called him.

"How old are you older than me, it doesn't seem good to be called by your name?" Wang Zhongqiu scratched his head, looking very embarrassed, and asked for Zhu Tianhe's opinion. In fact, it seems better to be called Teacher Zhu, but it is a bit distant.

"You can call him whatever you want." Zhu Tianhe looked at him and suddenly smiled, "You can also call him brother."

Before today, Wang Zhongqiu had only watched Zhu Tianhe on TV. He only knew that he was good at acting. He had acted in many dramas and was very popular. Intuitively, such a person should be very difficult to get close to.

Seeing him now, he seems to be a good person.Speaking of nice people, he thought of another thing.

One of his endorsements seems to have been snatched from Zhu Tianhe, and it doesn't seem right to say that he stole it.

How should I put it, Zhu Tianhe gave up on his own initiative.At that time, the manufacturers were more optimistic about Wang Zhongqiu and Zhu Tianhe, and even more inclined to Zhu Tianhe. After all, he was popular, his acting skills were good, and there was no negative news. No matter how you look at it, Wang Zhongqiu's chances of winning were small.

I don't know why later I heard Qi Fei say that Zhu Tianhe gave up on his own initiative. Of course, he attributed this credit to Qi Fei's efforts.

"Okay, then call me brother." Wang Zhongqiu went down the steps.

"You can't call me Brother Zhu."

"Ah," Wang Zhongqiu reacted, and laughed with a 'puchi', "That's Brother Tian."

Brother Zhu, Brother Pig?Wang Zhongqiu thought it was quite funny when he thought about it, it turned out that he was not as cold and arrogant as he imagined.

"Xiaoqiu, wait a moment before leaving."

"Ok?"

Zhu Tianhe walked to the side, picked up a dead branch in the open space, tore off the old bark on it, and handed it to Wang Zhongqiu.

"Xiaoqiu hold this, save a little effort."

"Brother Tian, ​​you know a lot." Wang Zhongqiu took the branch in his hand, made a few random gestures of 'hum hahaha', and threatened: "Huh heh haha, this is my golden cudgel, it can be big or small. .”

Zhu Tianhe: ...

You can shut up.

"Thank you, Brother Tian," Wang Zhongqiu played left and right like a child, "Then what about you, brother, what would you do if you gave it to me?"

"I'll just pick up another one."

At this moment, Zhu Tianhe's hand was scratched by the sharp thorn on the branch, and Zhu Tianhe frowned suddenly.

Wang Zhongqiu felt that something was wrong and walked to his side.As soon as he grabbed his bleeding hand, he subconsciously wanted to put it in his mouth.

Zhu Tianhe pulled back hard, Wang Zhongqiu froze there, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry." He said with his head down.

"Don't suck, dirty."

Seeing his bewildered panic, Zhu Tianhe's heart was slightly torn, he looked at Wang Zhongqiu's clean and refreshing head and explained gently.

Wang Zhongqiu took off the backpack, took out the alcohol, poured it into the bottle cap, moistened it with a cotton swab, and wiped it clean for him gently.

Zhu Tianhe looked at him busy for himself, and felt that it would be good if time was frozen here.

"The things you brought are quite complete. You know what to bring, which is much better than the piles of snack dolls they brought."

Wang Zhongqiu lowered his head to stick the band-aid on him, his eyelashes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "My friend made it for me."

He smiled happily and peacefully. It was self-evident who his friend was.

Zhu Tianhe tried his best to maintain a peaceful expression, "Your friend is fine."

Nothing makes Wang Zhongqiu happier than hearing Jing Mo being praised.

"Well, it's very good." After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and replied seriously.

He is immersed in his own happiness.

When he was packing up last night, he packed a few pieces of clothes for the sake of it. The rest of the food, drink, and play were not allowed to be brought along anyway, and they would be taken away by the program crew. He didn't want to set up some cute and stupid people Even if he wanted to, no one would buy it, so he just gave up.

Tired of tidying up, he sat on the sofa and played games. He didn't hear what Jing Mo said, so he casually agreed with him.

This annoyed Jing Mo, saying that he was fooling, so he had no choice but to put down the game console and kiss Jing Mo's forehead, after the kiss, he quickly took the game console and continued to play.

Jing Mo didn't make a sound, just stared at him, Wang Zhongqiu concentrated on playing the game, occasionally looked down at Jing Mo, smiled at him, and then refocused on the game.

I don't know how long it took, he looked down again, but it was empty, Jing Mo was no longer in front of him, he looked around, but he didn't find Jing Mo's figure.

"Jing Mo." He called several times to the empty living room, but there was no response.He keenly sensed that something was wrong, he put down the game console and went to find Jing Mo.

No bedroom, no bathroom, no kitchen, and finally a faint light on the balcony.

"Honey." Wang Zhongqiu called out.

Jing Mo extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and reached out to him, "Baby."

Wang Zhongqiu walked over, took his hand, squatted down, put his head on his knee, and rubbed his hand with his lips.

"Hands are so cold, why are you on the balcony." Wang Zhongqiu was very distressed, and held Jing Mo's hand with his own to warm him up.

"Why did you call me?" Jing Mo said in a desolate voice, "You ignore me."

Wang Zhongqiu was so uncomfortable that his heart was twisted and twisted, and he wished to take out his heart and hold it in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time." Wang Zhongqiu went to kiss his eyes, "Honey, I'm sorry." Kissed away all the loneliness in his eyes.

At some point, Jing Mo stuffed alcohol bandages into his bag.

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