An arbitrary door [entertainment circle]

Chu Muxian has a good personality. Although he speaks directly, he will consider other people's feelings.

Most importantly, she doesn't seem to regard him as a star, in her eyes he is just an ordinary person.

Before we met, he really made a lot of assumptions and fantasies. He never thought that he would be able to chat calmly and talk about the little things that happened to him like now.

Chu Muxian shook the wine glass, and suddenly lay down on the table. Quan Zhilong was startled, and the hand holding the spoon trembled.

"What, what's wrong?"

Looking closer, her skin is cold and white, her brows and eyes are lively, and her expression is soft, "I'll tell you a secret!"

Quan Zhilong swallowed subconsciously, "What, what secret?"

"I finally mastered the round-trip time of any door."

"Any door?"

Chu Muxian pointed upstairs, "It's the door connecting your home and my studio!"

The name is quite appropriate.

"I checked the video and found that the opening time of any door is at 45 minutes and [-] minutes of each hour. As long as you master these two times, you can shuttle back and forth."

"Have you tried?"

Chu Muxian nodded, "Of course, didn't you meet your mother last time?"

"Did you try again later?"

She immediately shook her head in fear, "How dare I try again? If I meet your father again, the relationship between the two of us will really be unclear."

"Will not."

"What won't?"

"My dad won't come to my house often, maybe you will meet my sister."

Chu Muxian snorted softly, "It's still the same." The explanation was not clear.

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and smiled, unable to describe his mood at the moment, as if he was happy to say anything to her.

"Shall we try again?"

"try what?"

Quan Zhilong glanced at his watch, "It's 42:[-]."

Chu Muxian blinked, and before he had time to think about it, Quan Zhilong grabbed his hand, "Now it's time to take you to visit my house."

He never knew that a girl's hands could be soft and fleshy. The moment he held her hand, his palms subconsciously sweated.

Knowing that he shouldn't hold her hand, but still reluctant to let go.

She moved him even more than he imagined.

"Try it yourself, haven't you eaten the fat beef roll I just cooked?"

"Are you sure you don't want to come to my house for some mango pancake?"

Quan Zhilong continued to add, "There is also strawberry ice cream."

"Wait, I'm still holding a wine glass?"

"I'm afraid I'm running out of time."

Chu Muxian coughed lightly, "It's okay to have some dessert on the way, but I have to come back before twelve o'clock to pay New Year's greetings to relatives and friends."

Quan Zhilong smiled and nodded, "Okay."

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the door of her studio. Quan Zhilong raised his wrist again and took a deep breath, "There are 36 seconds left."

"three."

"two."

"One." While saying one, Quan Zhilong pushed open the door of the studio and touched the familiar bedroom, Quan Zhilong smiled.

In the future, can he come to visit often?

Chu Muxian stepped into Quan Zhilong's house, "Sure enough, if you step on it, you can shuttle back and forth."

Quan Zhilong nodded, hesitated for a few seconds, pursed his lips and said, "You are welcome to visit my house often."

"You are also welcome to come to my house often." Chu Muxian's deep-rooted hospitality was fully reflected at this time. In her eyes, it was just a polite reciprocity. Who would have thought that Quan Zhilong would make so much progress in the future.

"I'll take it seriously."

"Really, I'm not a stingy person."

Chu Muxian put the goblet that he was too late to put down on the table of Quan Zhilong's house, and Quan Zhilong let go of her hand without a trace, for fear that if he held it for a long time, she would become suspicious.

She was no different, looking around his house, Quan Zhilong's voice came from her ear, "Would you like mango pancake or strawberry ice cream."

"Ice cream! Eat something cold to reduce the spiciness. But why do you still have dessert at home?"

"Someone told me that it would be better if it was mango and strawberry. I guess she likes these two flavors, so I always have some on hand."

Chu Muxian gave a thumbs up, "As expected of a little gentleman in Itaewon, I will prepare some for you at my house as well as what you like to eat."

Quan Zhilong's eyes were as bright as the stars, "You like Tsingtao beer!"

"anything else?"

"I don't know anything else but this beer."

"I will arrange it when I get back. Not only Tsingtao Beer, but also Snowflakes. Harbin has them all."

The smile on the corner of Quan Zhilong's mouth never let go. He found that his emotions were easily moved. He took out a strawberry-flavored ice cream from the refrigerator, and then handed her a spoon. Do you want to visit?"

"Can I visit while eating?" She was afraid that Ms. Cheng would call her at any time.

"No problem at all."

Quan Zhilong took her to see his studio, as well as the long-haired sofa in the living room, and the Big John in the room. It can be seen how much he likes it by being able to hang it on the bedside.

"I should visit your house as if it were an art gallery."

"I kind of like the design philosophy behind the creators."

"It can be seen that you have found resonance. Although it is ridiculously expensive, it is hard to buy a good heart."

"What does it mean?"

"Even if you spend a lot of money, it's not easy to buy what you like. Here it refers to people or things, and it can be anything you want to do."

He nodded thoughtfully, "I see, I thought you would think that I was wasting money like my even mother."

Chu Muxian was stunned for a moment, "In my eyes, you are indeed a bit of a waste of money. I don't understand it, and I don't like it. Naturally, I think the things you buy are a bit useless, but there is nothing wrong with squandering the money you earn. You can earn what you can spend, and it’s best to be happy.”

When Quan Zhilong heard this, his eyes sparkled.

Tonight, he had asked himself countless times, how could she be so special?

She said with a smile, "Because I also buy things my mother thinks are useless. I often talk back with money that is hard to buy, but she has nothing to do with me."

"Really, do you still dare to talk back to your mistress?"

"The relationship between my mother and I is more like a friend in many cases. In the eyes of you Koreans, it looks very rude. I remember calling her mother last time, which scared her to sleep for several nights. I thought What kind of terminal illness did I have, and I have to explain what happened after my death?"

Quan Zhilong was attracted by the way mother and daughter get along in her mouth, "I really want to see Auntie."

"If there is a chance, I will definitely introduce you to each other. My mother and my friends have a very good relationship, and they will leave me alone to go shopping and buy clothes."

"Auntie must be a very interesting person."

The two chatted a lot, and an hour passed without knowing it, "I'm going home, Chinese customs, I have to eat dumplings at midnight, and I want to give New Year greetings to other relatives and friends. , no New Year's greetings, I'm afraid my mother will think wildly."

"I want dumplings at twelve o'clock? Did you make them yourself?"

"Yes, my mother taught me in a video two days ago. I wrapped the stuffed shrimp and three delicacies and put it in the refrigerator. It's very delicious."

Quan Zhilong's eyes were full of anticipation, "It's really interesting for you Chinese to celebrate the New Year. I also want to try the dumplings made by you."

"Then go, anyway, it's so close, it doesn't bother you."

"No, won't it bother you?" Quan Zhilong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, never expecting to agree so easily. "Otherwise I won't bother you anymore."

Chu Muxian hooked his shoulder with one hand, "If you are worried about coming back late and delaying the ancestor worship tomorrow, I will cook it right away and bring it back for you to eat."

Quan Zhilong was a little confused, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

"What are you afraid of? You are so famous, you are more afraid of being ruined than I am. Are you the one who should be afraid?"

"..." It seemed reasonable, but he was powerless to refute.

Quan Zhilong ate the dumplings made by her at Chu Muxian's house. They were very different from Korean dumplings. They were boiled and dipped in the fairy sauce prepared by Chu Muxian. He ate a plate in one go.

After eating, he realized that he had lost face in front of the girl he liked.

Before leaving, Chu Muxian packed another box for him. Quan Zhilong was ashamed to stay here, and he needed to calm himself down.

After sending off Quan Zhilong, Chu Muxian began to pay New Year's greetings one by one.

He played until the middle of the night before he finally paid New Year's greetings to everyone.

Looking at the New Year's transfer from her father, Chu Muxian had to admit that the countless zeros behind made her bow down, and she wished him a sweet New Year's greeting, and by the way, how was his health?

[Very well, I heard from your mother that the building you are in is sealed off, you have to take care of yourself, call your mother every day to report that you are safe, and you must tell me if there is anything wrong. 】

[Don't worry, I'm fine. We'll be disinfecting the whole building soon. Now we just need to do a good job of isolation and wait for the results of the accounting and testing, and the seal will be unblocked in due time. 】

【Your grandma is also very worried about you. 】

【……oh! 】

Even if the topic ended here, Chu's father didn't say anything, so naturally Chu Muxian wouldn't ask why he was worried?

The old lady of the Chu family who was far away in Shanghai asked her son, "How is it? Is the epidemic serious over there?"

Before Chu's father could speak, the old lady Chu began to mutter, "That kind of small place must have insufficient epidemic prevention. I said you want the custody of the child back, but you don't."

Father Chu: "..."

"Mom, Ah Xian will be thirty this year." There is no custody right.

"What's the matter at thirty? Did you call me grandma when you saw me, and Ah Yu, why did you have to find someone from Korea? Now it's all right, I'm stuck abroad, and I can't even come back."

"I don't know how he is doing over there? I heard that the epidemic prevention outside is not as good as ours. If something happens to my grandson, I will definitely not spare that woman Cheng Baobao."

Chu's father seemed to have gotten used to his mother's random thoughts, and stood up calmly, "Mom, I still have business to deal with."

"Today's New Year's Eve, grandchildren are not here, and granddaughters and granddaughters don't get close to me, so you can't accompany me." Mrs. Chu felt that this year was getting boring.

"I'll accompany you when I finish my business."

The old lady Chu's nose was almost crooked, "I'll sleep when you finish your business."

"Well, then mom go to bed early."

Old Mrs. Chu: "..." What evil did she do to give birth to such a thing?