[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Since there was nothing of interest in the morning news, Gu Zhanqiao sent this sentence in [Everything has a cause and effect] out of boredom and half emotion——

Cat Story: I fell asleep yesterday, and something like this happened.

After she finished feeling, she saw that no one replied, and was about to watch an episode of TV series, when she saw someone sent her a message in private.

The person who sent the message was Jin Ge Tie Ma, she said——

Jin Ge Tie Ma: Kitty, didn't you say last time that your relative is Qiao Qiao's assistant? Do you know what's inside?

Gu Zhanqiao: "..."

In fact, she had already forgotten this setting.

But since it was a nonsense that he had made up, he had to correct it even when he was crying, Gu Zhanqiao replied——

Cat Story: Not so clear, relatives far away.

Jin Ge Tie Ma: Is that so...

Jin Ge Tie Ma: Oh, I'm so worried about Qiao Qiao.

Although it was just such a simple sentence, Gu Zhanqiao felt a little warm in his heart.

Although the current situation is not very good, I don't know why, probably because I can feel the care of others more directly, and I am more satisfied than before.

She wanted to say something to make Jin Ge Tie Ma feel relieved, but she was worried that she would say too much, and in the midst of entanglement, Jin Ge Tie Ma sent a sentence "Going to work", and then quickly went offline.

Mo Tongtong had already walked over with a cup of hot milk.

Gu Zhanqiao first smelled the aroma of milk, and went to pick it up while still looking at the screen of the phone, but when she held the cup in her hand, she realized something was wrong, and immediately raised her head.

Gu Zhanqiao: "..."

This cup is simply the biggest cup Gu Zhanqiao has ever seen in her life. She didn't hold it with one hand and almost spilled it.

Fortunately, Mo Tongtong didn't let go completely, and held the glass again with Gu Zhanqiao's hand when the glass was shaking slightly.

Looking at the folded hands, Gu Zhanqiao swallowed, forgetting what he wanted to say.

It wasn't until she took the milk glass with both hands and put it on her chest in a daze for a while that she remembered what she wanted to say.

"Tongtong, this cup is too big."

The glass filled with milk was as big as half of Gu Zhanqiao's head.

Gu Zhanqiao once again experienced the fear of being forced to drink a glass of milk for breakfast when she was a child.

For a long time, her mornings were accompanied by a feeling of fullness that almost vomited.

Mo Tongtong didn't say a word, and when she brought over the sandwiches for breakfast, she said, "Calcium supplement."

Gu Zhanqiao woke up at five o'clock in the morning. She was very hungry, but just looking at this big glass of milk can fill her up.

She pouted: "I'm not a child anymore, what's the use of that?"

Mo Tongtong didn't speak, she put the dinner plate on the side coffee table, stood on the edge of the sofa and looked down at Gu Zhanqiao.

Gu Zhanqiao looked back at Mo Tongtong, his eyes drifted away after three seconds, and finally lost the battle, drinking milk in small sips.

Although Gu Zhanqiao was allowed to eat on the sofa, Mo Tongtong himself sat upright at the dining table.

After finishing her own breakfast, she cleared the table and was about to clean up Gu Zhanqiao's.

Gu Zhanqiao finished eating the sandwich, but there was still half a glass of milk left.

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Tongtong, but when she saw Mo Tongtong approaching, she quickly withdrew her eyes and pretended to be sucking milk.

The mouth has never left the straw, but the milk has not decreased by even one centimeter.

Mo Tongtong put away the plate first.

When she came out after washing the dishes, the milk was still the same half cup.

Gu Zhanqiao bit the straw and slid her finger on the phone screen.

Mo Tongtong walked up to Gu Zhanqiao.

Gu Zhanqiao stopped her fingers, carefully stuffed the phone under the cushion on one side, frowned and continued to drink milk in a serious manner.

She took a sip, pursed her mouth and raised her eyes slightly, seeing that Mo Tongtong was still looking down at her, she retracted her eyes again.

At this time, she suddenly realized that Mo Tongtong and Sister Cao were indeed sisters, and their serious appearance was also inexplicably frightening.

She licked her lips, moved her "disabled" foot aside, patted the sofa and said, "Tongtong, sit down, it's still so early, let's talk."

Mo Tongtong: "..."

In fact, Mo Tongtong had already softened her heart, thinking that if Gu Zhanqiao really couldn't drink it, then stop drinking it.

But looking at Gu Zhanqiao's way of trying to delay the time now, he changed his mind for some reason and really sat down.

At present, Mo Tongtong doesn't know that this is a bad taste.

She looked at Gu Zhanqiao with an attitude of interest that was invisible on the surface.

Holding the milk, Gu Zhanqiao asked, "Tongtong, what kind of person was Sister Cao before?"

The only person she and Mo Tongtong knew in common was Cao Jiaxuan. According to her previous experience of being approached, it was a common practice to introduce a topic with someone she knew in common.

Mo Tongtong frowned slightly, she didn't like the way Gu Zhanqiao cared so much for Cao Jiaxuan.

But she felt that such thoughts were wrong and outrageous, so she tried her best to suppress them.

She recalled Cao Jiaxuan in her memory.

But I can only think of one thing.

When she was 15 years old, she ran away from home and went to find Cao Jiaxuan who was working overtime in the company.

Thinking about it now, it should be summer, because City H encountered a typhoon, and at the same time as the wind and rain were blowing, several roads were flooded.

The bus was suspended, and she didn't have enough money to pay for it.

She walked downstairs to Cao Jiaxuan's company, she was drenched and embarrassed, her feet were as heavy as lead.

Cao Jiaxuan's company was brightly lit, and security guards were drinking hot coffee in the lobby, talking and laughing happily.

All this made her feel timid.

She didn't dare to enter Cao Jiaxuan's company, so she went to the parking lot and squatted next to Cao Jiaxuan's rare brand car.

She didn't know how long she waited, but when Cao Jiaxuan arrived, she almost lost consciousness, only vaguely feeling a hand throwing her into the car.

In the dim light of the car, she opened her eyes slightly, and felt that Cao Jiaxuan had wiped her face carelessly with a paper towel.

The first thing she said was, "Oh, it's you."

Then she said, "Tsk, you actually dare to do such a thing."

She was dizzy at that time, and for some reason, she could see Cao Jiaxuan's expression clearly.

Her lips, painted with black and red lipstick, were tightly closed, and the corners of her mouth drooped, full of impatience.

But after that, she brought Mo Tongtong back to the apartment at that time, and prepared a house for Mo Tongtong who said she "doesn't want to go home again".

Seeing that Mo Tongtong had been silent, Gu Zhanqiao thought that this question was a bit too embarrassing for her, so she simply said it herself.

"The first time I met Sister Cao, she asked me if I wanted to be a star—it was too much, how could anyone say such things directly to a little girl who had just become an orphan."

As soon as Gu Zhanqiao finished speaking, Mo Tongtong woke up from her own thoughts.

She looked at Gu Zhanqiao in surprise.

Gu Zhanqiao's fingers slid on the glass.

There was a nonchalant expression on her face.

"At that time, I was only 11 years old. If I didn't agree to Sister Cao, I would be sent to an orphanage. In the movies I watched at that time, orphanages were very scary places. I didn't want to go, so I agreed to Sister Cao. .”

"Thinking about it now, I can't say that this choice is absolutely correct, but it's not bad."

Mo Tongtong felt that she should speak something.

But her social barriers took hold of her again.

She clenched her fists, and her palms were sweating coldly.

She was still speechless.

Gu Zhanqiao cast her eyes on the gap of the sofa, as if a flower could bloom there.

"I...I sometimes think, what would I be doing if I hadn't been in showbiz."

"I can't figure it out. Many people said to me before that I was born to eat this bowl of rice. I think they are just flattering me. I can't sing well, and I'm not serious about acting. If it wasn't for Sister Cao, I should have Have you been eliminated from this circle?"

Gu Zhanqiao said so, showing a confused expression.

"But when I was really about to lose it all, I was very scared. I found that I liked the fans' affection for me, the spotlight, and the embarrassing questions of the hosts. I...maybe they didn't say anything. Wrong, I'm stupid and squeamish, I should have quit the entertainment industry long ago..."

"Jojo."

Mo Tongtong interrupted Gu Zhanqiao.

She took the glass that Gu Zhanqiao was holding tightly in her hand.

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink it." Mo Tongtong said.

Gu Zhanqiao said "Oh".

She had forgotten her original purpose by now, but it was nice to be away from the remaining half glass of milk.

But when she saw Mo Tongtong's expression, she was a little uneasy, and said cautiously: "Should I not say these things?"

Mo Tongtong poured out the milk and washed her hands again.

She washed each finger carefully, wiping off the cold sweat left on them.

She dried her hands and returned to Gu Zhanqiao again.

Gu Zhanqiao looked up at her, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

In the sunlight, her irises were a honey-yellow orange, and her pupils constricted.

The broken hair on the forehead covered half of her eyes, shaking gently in the breeze.

Mo Tongtong couldn't help but raised her hand to stroke Gu Zhanqiao's broken hair to the top of her head.

Gu Zhanqiao was taken aback, and subconsciously raised her hand to hold Mo Tongtong's wrist.

However, when she met Mo Tongtong's eyes, she couldn't help letting go.

Her heart was beating violently uncontrollably, like a boat that was swaying in the storm and was about to capsize.

She felt that if Mo Tongtong was looking at her like this, she might cry.

A strange, weak voice was suppressed under his throat, and it only needed one more second before it would leak out.

Fortunately, at this second, Mo Tongtong had already stretched out his hand.

"I'm a little angry." Mo Tongtong said.

"But I don't know how to say it, but you shouldn't say that about yourself."

Mo Tongtong sat back to her original position.

She lowered her head and frowned slightly.

Finally she looked up.

"Of course you can tell me this, as long as you are willing to say it, I will definitely listen."

"And, you deserve the best."

After saying these words, Mo Tongtong's ears started to feel hot.

Why did she say these things? Should she find some reasons for her words?

She said what she had hesitated to say since morning.

"By the way, I don't know why, my sister asked me to be your assistant temporarily."