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

The next morning, Qu Mu was woken up by the sound of birds chirping. He opened the window, and there was a green tea garden outside. The breeze blew by, and the fragrance of tea leaves would be oncoming. Staff, maybe the view could be better.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the air is fresh.

Qu Mu couldn't help squinting his eyes, cheered himself up, put on his clothes neatly, and put on a fluffy blue cardigan, and then pushed open the door.

"Squeak."

After closing the door, Ji Ping's room is on the opposite side. There are four heart-shaped post-it notes on Ji Ping's tree-shaped house number.

Qu Mu chuckled, it seemed that except himself and Ji Ping himself, everyone else gave post-it notes to Ji Ping.

As expected of Ji Ping, this popularity is really high, even if Ji Ping has nothing to do with others, at most he has said a few polite words, other guests are willing to give him the first post-it note.

Going downstairs, Qu Mu happened to see Ji Ping drinking coffee in the kitchen. The smell of coffee wafted to Qu Mu's nose. Voice.

Ji Ping stared at Qu Mu and took a sip of his coffee. Seeing that he was nervously wandering outside, Ji Ping slowly exited the kitchen counter. As soon as he left, Qu Mu ran to the refrigerator with a "whoosh".

It's just that I have been looking forward to Ji Ping's departure for a long time.

Qu Mu opened the refrigerator and took out a bag of whole-wheat bread. At the same time, he glanced at Ji Ping, who only drank coffee, and took out breakfast ingredients for two people.

The smell of fried eggs wafted out of the induction cooker immediately. Ji Ping couldn't help but look up at Qu Mu. His thin waist couldn't block the boiler at all. Another egg.

Three minutes later, two simple sandwiches were placed on the operating table. Qu Mu brought one of them to the living room table, and held up his own soy milk with the other hand: "I made an extra one, do you want to eat?"

Ji Ping stared at the sandwich hesitantly, and moved his eyes lightly to the soy milk in Qu Mu's hand.

Because the actor's eyes were too hot, Qu Mu made a decisive decision, put down the soy milk and fled: "I'll give you this too."

The sweet taste falls on the tip of the tongue with a long aftertaste.Ji Ping turned his head and saw Qu Mu sitting on the edge of the dining table with his breakfast in his arms. It seemed that he hadn't eaten for several days, his cheeks were bulging, like a hamster storing food.

Qu Mu wolfed down his breakfast, then fell comfortably on the dining chair and patted his belly.His savings is only in double digits. If he doesn't take advantage of the time to eat, he won't know when he will be able to have a full meal.

While cleaning the dishes, Qu Mu turned on his phone again. His black material was still in the top five searches, and he didn't receive a single reply to all the WeChat messages he sent to his manager.

What's even more strange is that the only company contact on the phone is the agent Lu An'an, and he can't even log in to Weibo.

Seeing that his Weibo was still stuck on a good morning photo from two months ago, Qu Mu secretly sighed, could this be a leather bag company?Don't even do any public relations measures when an artist has an accident?

Although he is indeed not popular, he still has some traffic, and the company doesn't have many outstanding artists. Could it be that he is just abandoned like a grass shoe?

Open the official website of Shengling Entertainment, the first one to appear on the homepage is Duan Linyu, a well-known film and television student. He is really handsome, and he looks like a sunny boy when he smiles, but unfortunately, his recognition is not high, and he has no memory , Qu Mu only stayed on the homepage for two seconds, then quickly turned over.

Unexpectedly, the next artist would be Qu Mu himself.In other words, not only did the company fail to cultivate any better seedlings, but even the second brother of the company was a black material artist with both virtue and skill?

The sound of overflowing water awakened Qu Mu who was deep in thought. Just as he reached out in a panic to turn off the faucet, a hand with well-defined knuckles passed over his fingertips and twisted the silver-gray faucet.

Qu Mu raised his head, and Ji Ping's expression was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry I didn't notice just now..."

Despondently, Qu Mu fished out the cloth that was blocking the drain, and put the cleaned bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, but the water in the sink didn't come down for a long time.

He approached the sink suspiciously, lowered his head and touched the drain with his fingers.

"careful!"

A stream of filthy water splashed out of the drain!Qu Mu was facing the drain, and his whole body was covered with black muddy water from his face to his body.

"My God..." Qu Mu closed his eyes and groped around, stuffing a few tissues into his hands in due time.

When Qu Mu finally wiped off the muddy water around his eyes and was about to wipe his face, the director's voice came from the headset: "Don't wipe it, this will have the effect of the program!"

Ji Ping also heard the director's instructions. Holding the tissue box in his hand, he saw Qu Mu's face full of mud spots showing a pair of smart eyes.

There was even a drop of water lying on the slender eyelashes. Qu Mu blinked, and the water fell from the eyelashes. He simply wiped off the muddy water on his face, and the whole face changed from "Dalmatians" to "Big Cat".

"Now I'm a veritable 'black material artist'." Qu Mu teased himself with a wry smile, "Is this the retribution of being on the hot search?"

In connection with the fact that he was just exposed on the trending search yesterday, the sudden burst of the water pipe was just right.

Ji Ping couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling, and threw the tissue into Qu Mu's arms: "I'll call for a repairman."

While waiting for the repairman, Qu Mu sat on the ground, did not wipe off the mud spots on his body, but endured the smell and filth, beat the fragile water pipes with screwdrivers and wrenches, and tested other possible problems, Ji Ping Take the flashlight and help him illuminate the dark pipes.

The other people upstairs were quickly awakened by the series of sudden incidents. As soon as Chen Yuan stepped downstairs, he was frightened by Qu Mu's miserable state and screamed: "Qu Mu, why are you so disgusting! You are so dirty and smelly, I can't wait to see you!" Throw up, go take a shower!"

Hearing the sound, Qu Mu popped his head out from under the table, stared at Chen Yuan with blinking eyes, Chen Yuan was terrified by him, and stepped back: "What are you doing?"

"Let you vomit!" Qu Mu stood up suddenly and rushed towards Chen Yuan. Chen Yuan was startled by him, and quickly hid behind the stairs. Qu Mu deliberately teased her by bending the three fingers in the middle of his hands to make horns Looking down, he ran towards Chen Yuan.

"Ahhhh!" Chen Yuan's terrified screams filled the room, Qu Mu deliberately chased her and forced Chen Yuan to run around the entire living room, "Mr. Ji, save me!"

A pair of long legs appeared in Qu Mu's field of vision. He didn't have time to "brake" and stepped back with both feet, but there was water on the floor!

Qu Mu lost gravity, his wrist was grabbed heavily, and his whole body fell into a firm embrace.

This hug was rubbed with sewage by him, and there was actually a faint fragrance. Qu Mu jumped out of Ji Ping's embrace in an instant, and took out the paper towel on the table to help him wipe his clothes: "Sorry, sorry, I made your clothes dirty."

Ji Ping took the tissue, and calmly rejected Qu Mu's gesture of continuing to help wipe it: "It's okay, just wash it later."

Chen Yuan leaned on the operating table to pant, and did not forget to complain to Qu Mu: "It's not all because of you that dirty Mr. Ji's clothes!"

Qu Mu rolled up his sleeves. Chen Yuan thought he was going to hit someone, so he quickly covered his face. After waiting for a long time, Qu Mu did not move. When she opened her eyes, she saw a group of moldy rotten vegetable leaves emitting a stench in front of her eyes. .

"Hmm!" Chen Yuan couldn't bear the stench, hugged the trash can and vomited.

"This water pipe is filled with yesterday's kitchen waste." Qu Mu casually threw away the vegetable leaves, but glanced sharply at Chen Yuan and the other three people, "Yesterday Ji Ping and I cooked, and you are responsible for cleaning up the mess. It’s amazing to be able to burst a water pipe.”

When Chen Yuan heard this, he put his hips on his hips and questioned the shivering female artist sitting next to another boy: "Qin Miaomiao, you cleaned up the dishes yesterday, right? It's all because of you!"

Tears welled up in Qin Miaomiao's eyes. She was the only girl here who teamed up with the opposite sex, so she received a lot of stares from the other two girls. When she heard Chen Yuan's accusation, she immediately tugged at the corner of her partner's clothes: " Me, I didn't do any housework, it wasn't on purpose..."

"Chen Yuan, Miaomiao's family is good, and she has never done housework since she was a child, so please be considerate of her."

Once someone spoke up for Qin Miaomiao, the others would follow suit and become peacemakers, and the remaining two persuaded Chen Yuan one after another.Chen Yuan didn't want to be fierce and fierce by herself, so she just kept her mouth shut and her eyes flicked across Qin Miaomiao's body fiercely.

Qin Miaomiao was about to cry, but Qu Mu stood beside her in embarrassment, sighing and persuading her, and then persuaded "Meng Jiangnu" to cry back, squatting under the cabinet again, trying to fix the water pipe.

Ji Ping didn't speak, just washed his hands and walked towards the four people who were looking at each other.

Qin Miaomiao was probably terrified, and was sobbing in a low voice. Chen Yuan was so angry that he couldn't speak out, and the anger among several people was extremely embarrassing.

"I'll go up and change my clothes, and the maintenance man will come later, please take him to the kitchen to fix the water pipe."

Qin Miaomiao looked up in surprise, with two tear marks on her face, her eyes were extremely shocked.

"Ji, Mr. Ji, I, I really didn't mean it." She followed Ji Ping's footsteps and tried to defend herself.

"Yes." Ji Ping smiled at Qin Miaomiao, "Understood."

Qin Miaomiao was stunned by the actor's signature smile, and silently withdrew the hand she was about to extend.

Qu Mu didn't care much about the water pipes, he thought it was just an accident, after all, Qin Miaomiao seemed to have nothing to say, so there was nothing to say.

On the contrary, the efficiency of the program team was extremely slow. He felt that the muddy water on his body was about to dry out and stink, and he hadn't waited for the plumber yet.

When the phone was being repaired, it suddenly rang. Qu Mu picked it up and saw that it was a promotional message.

Well, even the promoters cared more about him than the people in the company. For two whole days, the manager Lu Anan didn't send a message.

Qu Mu clicked on the WeChat chat history between himself and Lu Anan, and the latest message of the two was the day before he traveled.

"Come out for a drink."

In just four words, Qu Mu thought that he probably knew how the original body died.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Reporter: The ratings for this episode are very high.

Qu Mu: Of course, for the show, I made a lot of sacrifices!

Ji Ping: Hmph, you're not allowed to do this in front of others in the future, but it's fine when you're alone...

Qu Mu:? ? ?

Ji Ping: It's better to tear your clothes apart, it's more embarrassing and attractive~