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

The contract lawsuit between Qu Mu and Cui Shen came out in less than a week, and the contract was terminated, and Cui Shen will be pursued by the judiciary for forging Qu Mu's signature.

The gate of Shengling Entertainment was also locked early, and the building was empty. Duan Linyu even posted a notice on Weibo that "the contract with Shengling Entertainment has expired".

All of a sudden, a small company in the entertainment circle disappeared without a trace.

Qu Mu sat in the back of the nanny's car, swiping Weibo with one hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Cui Shen and Lu Anan, two legal professionals, were able to play around with the original owner before. Give it all to Cui Shen.

Fortunately, with Ji Ping's help, he finally broke away from this company.

But Qu Mu's next destination is also concerned by everyone. His performance in variety shows is not good. Many companies lack variety show stars, and some companies even offer him an olive branch, just to let him impart some variety show skills to others. The artists in his own acting department made them feel more camera-friendly when they made announcements. Qu Mu rejected all of these companies that were trying to sell dog meat.

But there are still a few companies that, in his view, are good choices.It's just that Qu Mu just got out of one quagmire, and he didn't want to enter another quagmire so quickly, so he declined them all.

"Brother Qu..." Tangli looked at Qu Mu's face from the rearview mirror, with a hesitant expression, as if there was something hard to say.

"What's wrong?" Qu Mu raised his eyes and saw Tang Li's distorted expression.

Tangli lowered her head, her voice was dull, and her whole body was downcast: "I, I may not be your assistant anymore."

"Why? Now that I've terminated the contract, I can hire you." Qu Mu straightened up and looked at Tangli worriedly.

Although the little girl Tangli was young, she was always very well-behaved by his side. Although every time Ji Ping was with him, her face would blush unnaturally, but at other times, she was always A good and conscientious assistant.

Tangli took out a document from her small schoolbag, and Qu Mu took it over and saw that it was an internship certificate from Tangli University.

"The school needs to be stamped. I originally wanted to ask the executive sister to stamp me, but the company is too fast. If I don't have an internship certificate, I won't be able to graduate. If I can't graduate...my mother will scold me to death." mine!"

Tangli babbled about her predicament, but she still didn't forget the time. She turned on her phone and ran out of the car to help Qu Mu open the door and get her bag.

The car was parked outside an open private racecourse, where a lot of photographic equipment had already been set up. Today is the day for the filming of "The Formula of Love". Ji Ping, who is a sex character, will come directly from Z City.

"Brother Qu, don't worry, I will still stand up for the next few days." Tang Li smiled and saluted Qu Mu.

Qu Mu smiled and patted Tangli on the head with his practice certificate: "Okay, that's what you said."

"Hey!" Tangli responded with a smile.

Qu Mu followed the makeup artist to make up, and clicked on Ji Ping's chat box: "Is it coming?"

There was no reply from the other end of WeChat, but Qu Mu heard a notification sound from WeChat in the corner of the dressing room. He looked back and saw that Ji Ping had covered his whole body with a blanket and was half lying on the sofa to catch up on sleep.

Could it be another night of driving?Qu Mu signaled the make-up artist to stop first, went to Ji Ping and helped him take the blanket off his face, carefully tucked the four corners, and whispered to the make-up artist: "Let's go to the public dressing table outside and let him have a rest. .”

"Teacher Qu and Teacher Ji are so close." The makeup artist agreed with a smile, and walked out with Qu Mu with a whole makeup case, "I do makeup with the variety show crew. There are so many people, and they are the same on the show. , After the show, they changed their faces again, unlike you guys, on the contrary, they didn't get along on the show, but they are very familiar in private."

Qu Mu raised his eyebrows, and waved his hand without silver 300 taels here: "We don't know each other very well in private, it's Mr. Ji who is kind and accommodates me everywhere."

"Oh, that's right, Mr. Ji is great, getting along with him is like a spring breeze!" Speaking of Ji Ping, the makeup artist also became excited.

After Ji Ping slept for a while, he heard the noise outside. Although Qu Mu asked the makeup artist to go out, the sound of the production crew outside still woke up Ji Ping who was taking a nap inside.

He stroked his hair casually, and as soon as he went out, he heard Qu Mu say such a sentence.

"Yes, we don't know each other well in private." Ji Ping walked behind Qu Mu with a smile, looked at Qu Mu with dull eyes from the makeup mirror, then picked up the rubber band on the table, hooked it lightly, and put Qu Mu on the ground. Mu's long hair was tied up.

The makeup artist stared at Ji Ping's skillful movements and laughed dumbfoundedly.

Tied a ponytail by hand, still not familiar? !A man can tie a rubber band, it's like announcing to the outside world that he has a girlfriend!

The suspicious eyes of the makeup artist made Qu Mu feel awkward immediately. He took the loose powder brush on the table, dusted his face casually, and pushed Ji Ping into the dressing room.

"What are you doing? I'm afraid they don't know?" Qu Mu glared at Ji Ping viciously, with a bit of ferocity in his expression, but more nervousness and shyness of fear of being punctured.

Qu Mu pressed Ji Ping on the sofa, and angrily pulled his collar with his hands: "In view of your behavior today, we must make an agreement in three chapters."

"Oh? How about an appointment?" Ji Ping raised his eyebrows and asked Qu Mu teasingly.

"Be serious!" Qu Mu pulled Ji Ping vigorously, "First: Don't act too familiar in front of outsiders; Second: If others ask us about each other, say we don't know or don't know too well; three……"

Qu Mu's smiling face wrinkled into a ball: "Third, I'll think about it and discuss it later."

Ji Ping nodded thoughtfully: "Well, we'll discuss it later."

"Ji Ping, don't play word games, delete the dirty stuff in your mind, delete it!"

"If you don't think about it, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Brother Qu, the filming is about to start—" Tangli pushed the door open, and saw Qu Mu sitting on Ji Ping's lap, pulling Ji Ping's tie with one hand. The clothes on both of them were a little wrinkled, Qu Mu even more so. With loose hair, he lay limply on Ji Ping's body.

"I didn't see anything, I'm leaving!"

Qu Mu rushed over in time to stop Tangli who was fleeing, and opened her hands that were covering her eyes: "What do you see?"

Ji Ping lazily fell on the sofa and tied his tie, with an old god on his face.

Tangli's cheeks were already too red to speak.Seeing her like this, Qu Mu immediately knew that Tangli was thinking wrong, and quickly clapped his hands next to Tangli's ears: "We were just talking about something seriously, and we didn't do anything else, understand?"

Tangli nodded with a vague understanding: "Well, I see."

"I repeat again, don't think about it." Qu Mu looked back at Ji Ping angrily, "The two of us are still pure friendship now."

Having said that, Qu Mu himself was a little flustered, especially under the serious observation of Tangli's big eyes, he almost looked down like a turtle and lowered his head.

The well-dressed Ji Ping took Qu Mu's coat in his hand, walked to Qu Mu's side with a calm expression, patted his shoulder lightly, and embraced Qu Mu in his arms: "Let's go, pure friendship. "