The cannon fodder keeps the villain alive! ! [Transmigration Book]

Su Qing returned to the room with Chu Heng.

Chu Heng couldn't stay in the hot spring pool for long, so he came back a long time ago.

"Who did Qingqing meet when she came back?" Chu Heng had a well-proportioned pair of flesh and bones, holding a book in his white and slender hands, wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, with a gentle and scum temperament, and an outstanding demeanor.

Su Qing secretly sighed at his sharpness, and said casually: "Qin Chi, um... said something that made people confused."

Chu Heng put the book away, took off his glasses and carefully put them away, and glanced out of the corner of his eye: "Isn't it Fu Yingying?"

No matter how many times Su Qing hears this name, she finds it funny.

Such a young and promising man was given such a name.

Su Qing hesitated for a moment, walked over and sat down on the tatami, obediently lying on Chu Heng's lap.

Chu Heng took the dry towel and wiped his hair meticulously, with a look of enjoyment: "I heard from Qin Chi that his family gave him this feminine name when he was a child to make a living, and it is quite similar to me. .”

No, he doesn't admit it, it doesn't look like it.

Su Qing was forced to rest on Chu Heng's lap, completely looking like being licked by the owner, unable to respond with interest.

Fortunately, Chu Heng used the name of wiping his hair, and his misdemeanor behavior ended quickly, and he stroked his hair contentedly and let him go.

Su Qing walked away with her mobile phone, and hurriedly called Lu Lang to announce the good news.

He is expected to receive the next play.

He didn't mention what happened when he met Qin Chi just now, otherwise Lu Lang knew Qin Chi was here, and he would definitely blow his hair.

Lu Lang's excited voice came from the phone: "Great brother Qing, we can film together again!"

Su Qing looked back with a guilty conscience, and Chu Heng behind him lowered his eyes to work, as if he didn't hear it.

"Okay, I'll talk about the rest when I come back tomorrow." After whispering a few words, Su Qing hung up hastily.

The WeChat chat interface of "Is it Lu or not a deer" and "It's clear and white" popped up.

Just as Su Qing was about to reply, Chu Heng seemed to pass by behind him inadvertently, and stopped: "Qingqing, who is Erbai?"

There was a faint smile in his eyes: "Speaking of which, Qingqing and I haven't added a single friend."

Didn't he think he didn't use WeChat? Every time he made a video call with his mobile phone number.

With a heavy heart, Su Qing opened WeChat and scanned it.

QR code scanning, verification passed, remarks...

Chu Heng's WeChat avatar is still the original one in the system, a gray silhouette of the avatar.

Sure enough, this is his newly registered WeChat account, right?

Old-school men who only use traditional contact methods such as emails or something...

Su Qing doesn't need to doubt himself anymore, Chu Heng is happily modifying his nickname: "Qingqing is Yiqing, then I'll use Erchu, it's more suitable."

Su Qing sadly deleted the last two characters of her nickname.

Chu Heng glanced over and landed on his head portrait.

Su Qing tentatively said: "Or the avatar..."

"Okay."

What a second...

His avatar is a drawing of the same type of brush calligraphy as Lu Lang, and their nicknames are written in flamboyant style.

When Chu Heng came, Su Qing had to split his profile picture in half to become "Yi Qing".

"Qingqing." Looking back along the hoarse voice, Su Qing's heart throbbed.

Those black eyes seemed to swallow him up.

"Chu...Chu Heng, wait, wait..." He kept backing away, and his phone fell to the cushion until he had no way out, and fell down on the bed, covering his face with his arms in shame.

The tatami mats and bed quilt beneath her were soft and empty, rolling on them like floating clouds.

The man on his body was also like floating clouds, lonely and haughty and untouchable, but he was also the one hugging him tightly, tossing in the sea of ​​clouds of love and desire.

Su Qing was dazzled by that rare white skin like snow.

"You don't have to resist, Qingqing, we are the best match, you are the rib that I pulled out..." The man's voice was bewitched by the devil, destroying Su Qing's remaining will.

He desperately resisted and resisted, but what he got in return was a little groan overflowing, which was quickly submerged in the emotional tide brought by this man.

The next day, Su Qing returned to the crew exhausted.

Lu Lang was the first to come up to him: "Brother Qing, why did you change your profile picture, even your nickname?"

Su Qing was tired and didn't want to talk, but she still had to try her best to explain: "Hey, it's a fresh look."

"Oh, that's it." Lu Lang patted away the goose bumps all over his body, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I also said, Brother Qing definitely can't. Who would deliberately use nicknames and couple portraits that match with people these days? Elementary school students don't do such things anymore, how naive."

How could he refute this...

Su Qing's back was sore and her legs were weak, and she was paralyzed by the crew for a few days before recovering.

Hurry up and finish filming the remaining scenes, and the day of wrapping up will soon come.

Su Qing flew back to Jiangcheng amidst a farewell.

Compared with the grand ceremony where he and Yu Meijing sealed Shihui and others, Su Xi's finale was simply a sad exit.

Li Haitian never came to visit her until the last moment of the film crew.

The set was safe and sound.

Of course, it would be best if he didn't have to contact Su Xi anymore, but it would be boring without Lu Lang's tricks.

Lu Lang returned home a few days earlier, but now he doesn't know where to go.

But it doesn't matter, Lu Lang passed the interview at Guan Ting Shan, and they can be together again in the next play...well, work together.

Before joining the group, Wensli arranged several announcements for him.

There is a public welfare activity that Su Qing is very interested in.

Wensli had a stern face and had a storm in his head for a long time, before finally asking: "Su Qing, this is a thankless job, you have to do volunteer work and take care of the children yourself, it's not really a show, instead of walking on the red carpet, Shooting commercials is faster than this, and has exposure.”

Su Qing sat down and returned to Chu Heng's WeChat. Hearing this, he raised his head and blinked his eyes: "Brother Wen...do you think so?"

Seeing his eyes, Wensli felt a sudden sense of guilt.

People who are 24 and five years old can still maintain such clarity.

The corner of Wen Sili's mouth twitched slightly: "Sorry, I asked too much. Master Chu has explained that everything depends on your wishes." Except for some moments when Chu Heng intervened.

Su Qing didn't feel much autonomy and was noncommittal.

Wensli started to arrange the itinerary for him. In addition to initiating donations online, he also asked him to attend an orphanage activity in Jiangcheng City in the afternoon.

Su Qing himself didn't have much savings, so in order to repay Kang Ya's debt, he used the money Chu Heng gave him.

Thinking about the fact that I got a new salary, being with Chu Heng didn't need any expenses for the time being, so I donated money with the salary first.

He is a righteous person calling on fans to devote themselves to public welfare, how can he do it if he doesn't take the lead.

On Chu Heng's side... let's continue to owe the other side first.

Don't worry about debts.

During the ceremony, Wensli, who knew his roots, worried about him——

If you don't have money, don't slap your face and pretend to be fat!

Wait no.

The point is, you have Master Chu and you are still worried about poverty!

The children's chorus of the choir sublimates the soul.

Looking at Su Qing's nobility, Wen Sili felt that he was tainted with the stink of worldliness.

The orphanage was in a church, and the nuns organized the children of the orphanage to perform on stage, thanking Su Qing for his help.

After watching the performance carefully, and when the media dispersed, Su Qing went to the hospital in private: "This is my personal wish, Dean Fang, I hope the children can use it."

He can only show his meager strength through these books, toys and clothes.

Wen Sili's worries were unnecessary, and time was tight, so he couldn't help much here.

At most, it's better than those stars who don't take the time to complete the show.

Not as good as the real volunteers, they are professional and great.

A volunteer comforted two children who were arguing in a soft voice.

It seems that the little girl was bullied by an older child, crying pitifully: "Auntie Dean, can you tell Sister Liu, Nana didn't push me down on purpose, I don't blame her."

Dean Fang was embarrassed to thank Su Qing and went to mediate the dispute.

It should be an episode caused by two children competing for a doll, but the situation has turned one-sidedly.

No matter adults or children, they are all speaking for this little girl, and the older girl is facing blame.

"I didn't...I didn't push her! That's not the case at all, she lied!"

"Wuwu, Nana, don't be angry, there are other big brothers here, we can't quarrel, we have to be obedient."

"Xiaoxi is right, Nana, look at you, the dean aunt just forgot what she just explained, come on, give the doll to Xiaoxi, you are the big sister, you have to let the younger sister."

"Let's give it to Nana, I don't want it anymore..." The more sensible the little girl said, the more determined that others felt that she had been wronged.

"Wow - she fell down by herself!" The big girl's defense was not heard at all.

Su Qing turned around and left, and came running behind him with a clatter of footsteps: "Big brother, this doll is for you."

The little girl has an exquisite appearance and speaks in a childish voice, which is extremely cute.

Su Qing remembered that she was standing behind the scenes just now, looking eagerly at the big girl singing on the stage.

"What's your name?"

"Gu... Gu Xiaoxi." Gu Xiaoxi replied softly, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Well, I remember." Su Qing turned and left.

The little girl looked up at him blankly.

Just...that's it?

Was Su Qing's reaction too indifferent?

"I, I want to give it to Big Brother because everyone said that Big Brother is a good person and gave us a lot of things!"

Su Qing stopped: "Well, I'm a good person, so now Nana is so sad, I want to give her this doll to comfort her."

The big girl accepted the doll he stuffed in a daze, forgetting to cry.

Su Qing patted her head, silly girl, don't be bullied anymore.

When necessary, pretend to be pitiful.

The little girl named Gu Xiaoxi stomped her feet secretly with an annoyed expression on her face.

Su Qing didn't feel sorry for her like other adults!

When Su Qing came out, the dean accompanied him for a while: "Mr. Su laughed, children don't usually do this."

At least they won't fight so hard for a doll, and the courtyard usually doesn't lack their material conditions.

"Xiao Xi's child is an orphan girl who was sent here recently, and she probably isn't familiar with her yet. Nana is targeting her a little bit. We will enlighten her."

Su Qing smiled: "Understood." I'm afraid it wasn't after the arrival of this child named Gu Xiaoxi that the atmosphere in the courtyard became like this.

He knows people with this personality too well, Gu Xiaoxi is like another Su Xi.

He can always quietly step on others to stand out, and win everyone's favor without being able to detect it.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoxi was only four or five years old, she had Su Xi's ability, just like her nature, she was a fine human being.

Lying and deceiving, pretending to fall without blushing, and biting the big girl back.

But why did she give it to him after she got the doll successfully?

They hadn't met before.

Could it be that this girl is so sophisticated that seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages has become an instinct?

Su Qing thinks about what she deserves...

Standing in the courtyard, Su Qing looked up and saw the man repairing the windows on the roof: "Li Haitian?"

The author has something to say: I am rewriting the thesis recently, I guess I don’t have time to code words, the manuscript box is stubbornly supporting it... so tired