The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

"Seven Aunts and Eight Aunts of Goose Drops" is a small water test program launched by a major video company this year. It is said that the "0th episode" will be recorded first, and the response will be seen after the broadcast. The splash is big enough to continue to do it. The splash is not enough If it is too big, then it will be suspended from now on, and the 0th issue will also be removed from the platform.

Therefore, this announcement that fell from the sky was "sent" to Qu Mu by Duan Linyu.

After Qu Mu received the contract, he first contacted the program team. The other party was in a hurry to go to the doctor. Before the filming, a top-ranking person broke the contract and was worried that there was no candidate. Qu Mu called and the two parties directly signed the electronic contract.

The recording site was in City Z, which is less than [-] kilometers away from City S. Qu Mu did some calculations, and according to Tangli's driving speed, it would take less than an hour and a half.

He rubbed Amber in his arms, lowered his head and rested his chin on Amber's head, Amber also lay obediently on Qu Mu's lap, his watery eyes glanced up at Qu Mu, and his nose kept inhaling and exhaling gas.

"Amber, why don't we go out?!"

But to take Amber out, it must be approved by its owner.

Qu Mu hesitated again and again, but he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the saved phone number that he had never contacted.

"Beep...beep..."

He and Ji Ping have been chatting on WeChat all the time, and when they suddenly wanted to make a phone call, Qu Mu felt a timid feeling of being close to home.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ping answered the phone quickly.

"It's nothing, there is just one thing, I don't know if you agree or not..."

"Go ahead."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be in the bathroom, and Qu Mu could vaguely hear the echo of Ji Ping's deep voice and the sound of dripping water.

The image of Ji Ping taking a bath suddenly appeared in Qu Mu's mind, he shook his head violently, and deleted that restless thought from his mind.

He straightened up from the sofa, changed his sitting posture and said to Ji Ping, "I have received a new announcement that I am going on a business trip abroad, and I want to take Amber with me."

Ji Ping on the other end of the phone frowned slightly: "Business trip?"

"Just go to City Z, it's very close!" Qu Mu hastily added.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't answer, and after a full minute, Qu Mu almost thought that Ji Ping had hung up the phone, and moved the phone away from his ear, only to hear Ji Ping's inaudible laughter.

The laughter was very magnetic, and it made Qu Mu's fair cheeks turn red.

"Okay, you take care of it."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

In the evening of the next day, Qu Mu took Amber and Tangli to the local TV station in the center of City Z. The program team was still busy contacting other artists, so Qu Mu had to go to the hotel to check in by himself.

Fortunately, the hotel arranged by the program group is right next to the TV station, and you can get there just by turning around.

Tangli helped Qu Mu push the door open, but Amber took the lead. There was no one in the lobby, only a staff member sitting at the front desk looking down at his phone.

"Hi, check in."

Tangli put the IDs of the two on the front desk, but the person who was sitting and playing with the mobile phone didn't even raise his head, just picked and pulled down the two IDs, and then flicked and operated on the computer, his mouth still couldn't stop sigh.

Qu Mu looked curiously at the table below. The screen of that person's phone was still on, and it happened to be a handsome man's side face. Judging by the resolution and angle, it was probably a candid shot. But this person, what do you think? Look familiar?

"What are you looking at?!" Sensing Qu Mu's gaze, the man threw the phone into the drawer, swiped two room cards and threw it to Tangli, "Take—"

Before he finished speaking, the front desk raised his head angrily, and was stunned in surprise when he met Qu Mu's smiling face with crooked eyebrows: "Qu, Qu Mu?!"

"It's me, so you shouldn't be so surprised?" Qu Mu's eyes stayed on his ID, he reached out to take it from Tang Li, and carefully put the ID into the backpack behind his back.

He was dressed very simply today, with a white shirt and slacks, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, like an IT man on a business trip, so the front desk didn't notice him at all just now.

Tangli pouted, took out her business card and pressed it on the desk at the front desk: "I'm Brother Qu's assistant Tangli, you can call me if you need anything."

The receptionist nodded in a hurry, but a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, hotels usually only contact artists if they have illegitimate fans, Mr. Qu..." The receptionist gave him a blank look, "Probably they will have a very leisurely life."

Tangli was angry, but the front desk was full of yin and yang, so she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to argue with her, but was stopped by Qu Mu: "Go up first."

Qu Mu's eyes slid across the front desk lightly, and finally landed on a small board with convenient telephone numbers of various departments. A sly smile appeared on Qu Mu's face, and he took the board in his hand as if unintentionally: "I am free, but you may not be free—"

"After all, we are new here, so you don't mind making a few more phone calls when we don't understand?"

The calm and cold look in her eyes really made the receptionist who had been ignoring the two of them shudder. Seeing that the two were about to take the elevator to leave, she quickly ran to the elevator with small steps: "Wait, wait!"

Tangli crossed her arms, still looking angrily: "What are you doing?"

"There is a film crew coming to shoot today, and most of my colleagues have been transferred to the banquet hall." The front desk smiled flatteringly at Tang Li, "You two have a good rest, I will let the concierge deliver the fruit later, if you have something to do, call the room department That's good."

The front desk didn't dare to look at Qu Mu, but just stared at Tangli blindly. Tangli was embarrassed by that look, so she could only nod her head indiscriminately: "Got it, let's go!"

The elevator door closed slowly, Tangli muttered to herself angrily: "This person is too hateful, just because we are not popular, we will look down on others!"

Qu Mu patted Amber reassuringly, and comforted Tangli with a smile on his face: "Why are you so angry, wait until I get red and come back, this person will definitely change his face immediately."

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and Tangli left first. As soon as the elevator door opened and closed, the noise from downstairs came up. It seemed that the crew that the receptionist had just mentioned was filming.

This hotel belongs to the fixed resting place of the TV station. The brand is old, but the facilities are not new, and the sound insulation is not good enough. If the banquet hall on the third floor is more noisy, it will make it difficult to sleep upstairs. Fortunately, Qu Mu is not big. As an artist, he was arranged on the higher nineteenth floor.

Qu Mu took the map of hotel facilities attached to checkin, and found that the executive lounge was next to his room, providing three meals and afternoon tea for residents above the 17th floor.

It's a pity that Tangli couldn't come up, so he had to hand Amber to Tangli, and go to the executive lounge to have a good meal before waiting for the program crew to arrive.

"Hello, Mr. Qu, here are the dishes for dinner, you can enjoy them as much as you want."

The waiter in the lounge was very respectful to Qu Mu. When the two entered the lounge, Qu Mu's jaw was shaken by the dazzling array of dishes. He blinked and stared at the waiter around him suspiciously: "These are all free buffets. ?"

Dinner in the executive lounge usually has two main dishes, three cold dishes, five hot dishes and dessert drinks, but today there are five main dishes and six cold dishes. Even the usual self-service coffee machine has been removed and moved A siphon pot and a professional frother were next to him, making coffee gurglingly.

"Because the film crew came today, more dishes are prepared." The waiter helped Qu Mu pull out the chair, "But don't worry, the quality of each dish is still very good."

Qu Mu nodded reservedly, his eyes were full of anticipation, and when the waiter returned to the front desk, he couldn't wait to take the plate and ran to the self-service pick-up counter, looking at the lovely desserts one by one.

Although he really wants to eat meat, but now for dinner, he can only eat two small cakes.

He aimed at the target, immediately picked up two pieces of cake and put them on the plate, then poured a cup of coffee into the siphon pot, added milk and milk foam, and made himself a simple mocha.

The waiter glanced inside, and muttered to himself in surprise: "This guy is pretty good, he's more professional than me."

"Who's the best?" A sudden voice sounded from beside my ear.

"Director Zhou?! No, it's nothing, there is a customer inside who is making coffee." In front of the waiter stood an old man with a gray beard, followed by a few people in suits, but their bodies were covered with "blood" and Stains of men and women.

After the waiter swiped the room card for Director Zhou, he wanted to prevent other people from entering, but found that one of them had a calm and powerful look in his eyes. He turned on the hotel system and carefully identified the ID card, and then murmured, "Ji, Mr. Ji ?”

Qu Mu didn't know what happened at the door, and he was still feasting, but being a star is a bit bad, so he had to manage his body well.

I have eaten a lot in the past few days, and my flat stomach has a faint tendency to bulge.

Qu Mu seriously lowered his head and stroked his belly, and with a "ding dong", he reluctantly put down the fork.

A muscular man was sitting in front of him. Qu Mu raised his head, his eyes gliding over him inadvertently, continued to observe his stomach, and pinched his arms again.

Not good, Ji Ping is not at home these few days, he eats too indulgently, and even comes out with meat.

Qu Mu glanced enviously at the slightly embarrassed man sitting in front of him. The sleeves of both hands of the man were torn, revealing excellent biceps. These muscles are really strong.

The person sitting in front of Qu Mu has a hunched back, and his hair is dirty and messy. Looking carefully, there are still a few muddy tangled strands of the other person's hair. Along the hair, there is a pair of calm black pupils. There are mottled wrinkles around the corners of the eyes, and the skin is dark and dirty, as if it just rolled up from a mud pit. There is also a deep wound on the face, and there are only two large characters on the whole body - "Wolf".

Qu Mu looked curiously, but the other party didn't seem to notice his eyes, but suddenly reached out to take the small cake in front of Qu Mu.

The too slender hand stopped in front of Qu Mu's eyes.

Qu Mu swallowed nervously, and obediently pushed the cake in front of the man.

Instead of using a fork, the man grabbed the film on the outer ring of the cake with his hands and tore it off.

Qu Mu handed him a fork: "Use this."

Qu Mu is not very afraid of this strong man, after all, this is the executive lounge, and it is of course verified that he can let him come over.

The man took the fork, Qu Mu couldn't laugh or cry as he looked at it with puzzled eyes, but he still dug the dessert with the fork to eat.

The people who came in with the man seemed to be quite hungry, devouring them one by one, and Qu Mu's appetite was also mobilized, ready to get two more cakes.

But the man suddenly got up and held Qu Mu's wrist, the white wrist was stained with five distinct black stains as soon as dirty fingers touched it.

Qu Mu's eyes widened, and he wasn't angry. Instead, he leaned closer and looked directly at the man's face. Although his whole body was dirty, the man didn't smell a bit, and those eyes really seemed familiar.

The four eyes met, the man's eyes were full of energy, Qu Mu waved his hands and exclaimed: "Ji Ping?!"

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We meet, we meet~ Our old season really cannot be separated from Xiaoqu for a moment~

Update at 15:00 tomorrow night