The actor's reputation is not guaranteed

Lu Qingmiao: ...?

The agent smiled sarcastically: "But at least it's better than the custom-made pink sweater you received last year. Who sent it? Your bamboo horse is called—?"

"...Qin An."

Shut up now.

"Trust me, you really don't suit pink."

Lu Qingmiao smiled: "I wore it for three days and dangled in front of you."

The manager suddenly stopped talking, and when he received the text message, he deliberately turned his phone to the side.

Lu Qingmiao asked casually: "Are you here to dig you again?"

"No, spam messages," the manager put away the phone, and then bumped Lu Qingmiao's elbow, "It's almost time to stand up and pay tribute, the film preparations are over."

[Steady, steady, the score across the board has broken eighth, and my Miaomiao has performed exceptionally again this time. ]

[Film critics won't take money, right?Even if you blow it, you can blow it differently. ]

[The acid above is out of the sky hahaha. ]

[Who said before that Lu Qingmiao had good looks and popularity?Come out and get beaten. ]

[The teacher from my academy also went tonight, good guy, he posted a long paragraph in Moments, all of which are praises. ]

......

When the manager swiped his phone, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears: "Lu Qingmiao, the level is stable."

"I'm not humble, and I think it's really good." Lu Qingmiao's eyes focused on the billboards with various photos of herself printed on the outside of the car, and she became absent-minded in the eyes of the manager.

Agent: "...I don't care about you now, but can you appear happy when you post your blog later?"

In a slightly exaggerated and unaffected tone: "I'm very happy that everyone likes this movie, and I will definitely continue to work hard. Is this okay? Or should I be humble first?"

"...Forget it, let me post your X blog, and send me Zhang Xin's selfie."

The agent took care of everything in a few moments, and then brought over a stack of scripts beside him: "You have a free time."

After Lu Qingmiao flipped through a few books, he brushed them away: "It's boring at first glance, and it's even more boring when you read it again. If you look at the script, I'm going to break up because the other party didn't do anything? This, the object is scumbag like this, and I was hurt, so I forgive you? Are you still reconciled? What are you writing about?"

"Why don't you write it? You think filming is to cultivate elegant hobbies, and it's interesting? What you want is traffic and salary. These are serious things, okay? Young master."

"Oh, I understand, but it's really ugly."

"You—" The manager's eyes froze for a moment, before he finished speaking, he went to look in the car mirror.

"what happened?"

"Is there another illegitimate student chasing the car? That car has been following us since before we entered the premiere, and it is still behind," the manager thought for a while, and called the driver, "Get rid of him."

"Hey, don't—" Lu Qingmiao ushered in the most exciting moment tonight. When he thought of Shen Zhouyue's hand wearing the immobilizer, his heart skipped a beat. "We're not in a hurry. Hey, where's Lao Zhang?"

The manager spread his hands: "Old Zhang resigned. He packed up and left yesterday. Before leaving, I wanted to apologize to you. I said you were not here, so I left."

Lu Qingmiao was quiet for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice was much softer: "Really, don't worry."

"He's getting closer and closer to us."

Lu Qingmiao suddenly had a very strong premonition in his heart: "There is an open-air restaurant in front, if you stop there, it may be someone I know."

"how do you know?"

"Today is my birthday."

After wrapping himself up tightly, Lu Qingmiao found the most remote open-air seat and sat down, facing the wind blowing in Yejiang for a long time, only then did he hear a clear voice——

"It's hard to find a parking space here, I'm late, and I'll take care of this, take off the mask and hat."

Lu Qingmiao took off his sunglasses and mask, looked at the elegant and gentle man in white shirt in front of him, and scolded with a smile: "Qin An, fuck you, what kind of surprise are you having? It's not difficult for you to tell me, right? It’s abroad and not in the mountains, so there’s no signal, right?”

"Isn't that what I thought you knew I would definitely come?"

"Tch, I know that the illegitimate student will come."

Qin An raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "As usual, I still have to say, happy birthday, guess what is this year's birthday present?"

Lu Qingmiao subconsciously clenched the crutch beside the chair.

"Don't be nervous," Qin An lowered his eyes and looked at the crutches, "Hey, this is boxwood."

"I'm lame, and I'm playing jumping steps with a little friend."

Qin An couldn't help laughing: "You are a person who can fall on the ground, and it seems that you are not surprised to be lame this time."

"Those posts on the anonymous forum that revealed that I practiced things when I was a child, it can't be you..."

"Fuck you." Qin An imitated Lu Qingmiao's cursing tone just now.

"Are you coming back for a long stay?

"Long stay, I'm going to take over Bohua Entertainment."

"......boss."

Qin An smiled in his eyes: "I forgot that you have one-third of the contract with Bohua, and I have heard that you are in a good momentum now, so Bohua is very happy to count the money."

"Consider reducing the share ratio?" Lu Qingmiao said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What do you want so much money for, Young Master Fu?"

"How can money be too much?"

"Adjusting the ratio is a serious matter. You have to show me your sincerity. What is your future plan? Take root in the film industry?"

Lu Qingmiao thought for a while, then shook her head seriously: "Anyway, what I think is always contrary to what my manager thinks, so I don't want to think about it at all, or you can ask him."

"Sure enough, those who walk too smoothly will always be wandering outside."

"I don't understand," Lu Qingmiao changed the subject, "Where's your gift?"

Qin An chuckled: "Me."

Lu Qingmiao: ...Ah this?

Before Lu Qingmiao could react, Qin An continued to throw a bomb: "My parents asked me to come back and have a blind date with you."

With a shaking of his hand, the juice spilled everywhere, and the irregular blue color spread on the black shirt. Fortunately, it was not too obvious. Lu Qingmiao took out a tissue and slowly dried his hands, raised his eyes and chuckled: "Okay What a cold joke."

Qin An tilted his head helplessly: "The words of the parents."

"You played games in high school. You've already greeted my future partner eight hundred times, so don't rush to slap him in the face now." Lu Qingmiao raised his crutch and poked him mercilessly.

He thought this gift was actually very useful.

"Okay, let's talk casually, I really think I'm going to knock you out and transport you back to the Qin family."

"Any cigarettes?"

Qin An naturally took out the cigarette, and brought it to Lu Qingmiao's mouth between his fingers.

Just as the smoke came out, the phone rang.

Lu Qingmiao seemed to be woken up by the ringing bell, and subconsciously extinguished the cigarette before answering the phone: "Hi, I'm—"

"Lu Qingmiao." The voice over there was somewhat sparse.

Lu Qingmiao hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Shen Zhouyue?" He recognized the voice.

"I want to be discharged from the hospital, but the phones of the people around me can't get through, and I can't drive myself."

"Ah? Then I..." Lu Qingmiao's thoughts were surprisingly sluggish.

"You can come and pick me up, I can only contact you."

Because Qin An's words just now were too scary, Lu Qingmiao agreed without hesitation: "I will try to get there as soon as possible."

Qin An saw him hang up the phone: "Who is it?"

"A poor man."

"Who made you feel so sympathetic?"

Lu Qingmiao said with a frown: "I won't sell him miserably outside, so don't ask about it."

"New love?"

"If you think so, I can only say that it's very new. I don't know if you like it or not," Lu Qingmiao skillfully picked up the crutch, "Remember to give me back the gift."

Lu Qingmiao sat in the back seat, waiting for Shen Zhouyue to come down from the hospital.

In fact, he can probably guess why Shen Zhouyue was not picked up. Most of the people in the studio are probably busy with how to deal with the aftermath. After all, Shen Zhouyue's hand is their job. After all... he injured his foot. In the past two days, the team members were too busy to take a look.

When Shen Zhouyue sat up, he smelled a faint smell of smoke.

"Are you smoking?"

Lu Qingmiao, who was a little stagnant before, came back to his senses, shook his head subconsciously, and nodded after two seconds: "Yes, are you not used to smelling it?"

Shen Zhou was more noncommittal: "Aren't you not in the habit of smoking?"

Lu Qingmiao smiled: "It's just that the camera didn't catch it. Before I quit, I used to get two occasionally at home." He paused, and said slightly teasingly, "Are you still paying attention to me?"

"Did you underestimate your popularity and topicality?"

"That's not true," Lu Qingmiao poked the back of the car in front of her with a cane, "There are known discussions, one is that I hurt my legs because I was too dedicated to filming. I sprained my leg, the third was being plotted against by my opponent, the fourth was a car accident, five six seven... I forgot, but each point of view is supported by many people, and the degree of discussion is not low."

Shen Zhouyue: "Shen Haoxuan won't talk nonsense on the Internet."

Lu Qingmiao was startled, and then laughed out loud: "If he dares to break the news, I dare to drop his ranking by two ranks while playing games."

"I'll pass it on for you."

"...Ah, don't."

Within tens of seconds of silence, Lu Qingmiao noticed a faint fragrance floating in the car.The person next to him used a warm and hazy tea fragrance like the cold spring. He suddenly hated that he couldn't help but relapsed just now. The smell of tobacco didn't match the current situation.

I don't know what to say, forget it, just say whatever... Lu Qingmiao said, "You will..."

"Maybe go to work, or continue to play, I haven't thought about it." Shen Zhouyue already guessed his last words.

Lu Qingmiao thought for a while, and said as tactfully as possible: "If you don't want to play anymore, and you think outside work is boring, you can come to my team. The salary is pretty good, and the benefits are decent. Five insurances and one housing fund, in addition to annual leave, there are also public tours.”

"Really?" Shen Zhouyue's tone seemed to be concealed by a layer of fog, neither agreeing nor refusing, "When I play the piano, it is very expensive."

"That's right," Lu Qingmiao was really distressed, "Even my manager's annual salary is seven figures, which is indeed not on par with your previous income, then..."

Shen Zhouyue continued to ask, "Do you want to work overtime?"

"It...it's hard to say, even when I'm shooting night scenes, I have to stay up until two or three o'clock."

Shen Zhouyue finally shook his head: "I don't want to work overtime."

"Well, I don't want to either, but I still have to add it." Lu Qingmiao smiled back, a little frustrated.

The car stopped slowly, and the driver turned around: "Mr. Lu, we've arrived at Fengqiyuan."

"By the way, do you want me to take you up? I'm so thirsty." Lu Qingmiao turned her head and said to Shen Zhouyue.

Shen Zhouyue: "You want to come to my house?"

"Are you afraid of being photographed? It doesn't matter, you are a half amateur. If you are photographed, they will take some money from me, and they will not insist on making up about you."

Shen Zhouyue nodded: "Then go up and drink something."

upstairs.

"What do you want to drink?"

Lu Qingmiao thought about it quickly. It's not suitable to drink at other people's houses, and you can't drink coffee at night. The milk is so boring, and the juice...is so fat, then—"yogurt."

Shen Zhouyue's right finger slides over five boxes of yogurt with different flavors, and finally subconsciously stays on the white peach flavor.

However, I still deliberately asked: "What flavor do you want?"

Lu Qingmiao: "White peach."

While sipping yogurt, Lu Qingmiao looked around at the room full of black, white and gray: "My manager also lives in this community, but he said that the full payment is very expensive, and he can't pay all at once."

Shen Zhou put the soda can on the table, opened the bottle cap with one hand, and then replied: "I will be retiring the lease soon."

ah?Lu Qingmiao's first reaction was that the rent here was too expensive, and it was very difficult for Shen Zhou to continue to afford it.He put down the yogurt embarrassingly, and said, "Actually...

Fengqiyuan is indeed average, so it's good to move out. "

Shen Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, but couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The manager's reminder phone rang inappropriately. After Lu Qingmiao cut it off, she took up her crutches: "I'm not thirsty anymore. I'm leaving. There's no need to send it off."

"How's your birthday this year?"

Lu Qingmiao: "This year? It turns out that you still follow me in previous years. In fact, it's just like that. Receive gifts and watch others cut cakes. But tonight is different. My friend came back to see me."

Qin An...Surprise flashed across Shen Zhouyue's eyes.

However, tonight I had deliberately intercepted someone from Qin An, so why should I be surprised.

Before leaving, Lu Qingmiao added: "When will you talk to me about how to compensate in the future?"

"After my recital, you, talk to me yourself."

"It should be." Lu Qingmiao thought for a while, after postponing the recital, it should be to see how the level has dropped before assessing the loss.

It was not until he left the community that Lu Qingmiao answered the third call from his manager.

"Where are you going? You have to be careful, don't be photographed."

Lu Qingmiao: "...Are you off work yet?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you if you have selected the scripts that I sent you. We are going to start negotiating."

Lu Qingmiao: "I'm off work, I'll talk to you about my thoughts at work tomorrow."

"Isn't your idea just that you have no idea?"

"......It really is."

"I said, young master, do you think we are really playing art? We are working, making money, striking while the iron is hot, so as to push you higher, don't be self-willed, okay?"

Lu Qingmiao frowned: "You said you would let me rest after filming this one."

"Hasn't this been resting for almost two weeks?"

"What's the rush? Didn't you guys say that this year's performance has already exceeded the quota set at the beginning of the year?"

"This..." The other side froze.

His Silver Charm stopped a little far away, and Lu Qingmiao had to go down another step, and then walked three meters forward to reach it. When he heard the manager's dissatisfied words for the second time, he stopped on the steps, holding his hands The cane hit the ground once and for all.

Suddenly, a strong car light hit his eyes from far to near, Lu Qingmiao shook his hand, and the crutch fell to the ground with a thud, and rolled several times, even when he subconsciously stepped back, he staggered for a while Twice.

When I could open my eyes, the car that had swished by was still swaying on the road.

"F*ck, drunk driving again," Lu Qingmiao's new driver quickly opened the door, "Mr. Lu, are you alright?"

After Lu Qingmiao regained her composure, she waved her hand: "It's nothing, I'll go get the crutch back."

"Hey, what are you picking up? It's almost rolled into the middle of the road. You can't be hurt. If something happens, I will be responsible." The driver pulled him into the back seat while talking, and then slammed the door shut.

Lu Qingmiao glanced back at the crutch that was broken into two pieces. Before he could make up his mind, the speed of the car did not allow him to see it.

Lu Qingmiao felt a little sorry, and even wanted to buy a piece of wood to make an identical one, but was stopped by the manager because we couldn't transform into craftsmen.

On the second day, the broken crutch was picked up by someone at some unknown time, and then reappeared in a certain room in Fengqiyuan.

When Shen Zhouyue saw it disconnected, he subconsciously felt nervous for a long time, wondering if Lu Qingmiao threw it away casually, or if something happened, but he couldn't find a place to inquire, so he could only pretend to send a message: [I may be free next weekend and we can talk. 〕

The two pieces of wood were not placed until they received a reply confirming that the person was fine.

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so many bamboo shoots