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"It's so sweet, it's so enviable—" Yin Ling deliberately drew a long tone behind the two of them.

Duanmurou raised his hand and slapped Yin Ling on the head, and then stood up, "I'll take you there so that you won't be caught by the paparazzi again."

"Hey, what should I do?" Yin Ling lay down on the table aggrieved.

Zhang Qing shook the phone, "Your brother bombarded me with seven or eight calls last night, you should call him back quickly and ask Lincoln, the extension of your family, to come and pick you up."

"I'm so pitiful." Yin Ling sighed, and looked at Van Gogh beside him, "Now we are left alone, Van Gogh, we are both cats in the sky, hug!"

Van Gogh squinted at her and left.

"Wow, you are so heartless! Heartless scumbag!"

Duanmurou sighed, "I'll pick you up later."

Yin Ling's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Really?"

"I'll send them there and come back to pick you up."

"Wow! Sister Rou is so kind!" Yin Ling jumped up and rushed towards Duanmurou, "Xiang one!"

"Sweetie, let go!"

After a stalemate, the three finally managed to get out.

"It seems that after you sacrificed your life to save the alcoholic, Yin Ling is very attached to you." Zhang Qing said with a smile.

"I just feel sorry for her falling out of love." Duanmurou snorted, "If I had known it earlier, I would have left her there."

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, Zhang Qing stretched out his hand to block it, only to realize that counting the day when he passed out, he hadn't been out of the house for two consecutive days.

Zhou Nanchen's old house is also very close to his home, only three to five minutes away.Zhang Qing couldn't help but glanced at the neighborhood next door, not knowing how his mother and Xuanxuan were doing.

"Get in the car, why are you still standing there?" Duanmurou urged.

"Oh, okay, here we come." Zhang Qing put on the mask and quickly opened the car door.

Qiankun said that he borrowed a recording studio on the campus of Huaishui University, which is not far from the city center, only 10 minutes away.

After seeing them off, Duanmurou went back, leaving Zhang Qing and Zhou Nanchen standing at the door of the teaching building and looking around.

"Why is there no guide for this university building?" Zhang Qing complained, "Where is the recording studio?"

"Call and ask Qiankun." Zhou Nanchen suggested.

Just as Zhang Qing took out his mobile phone to make a call, he heard the voice of Qian Kun from a distance.

"Moer! This way!"

Looking up, Qiankun was waving at them from the teaching building in front.

"It's really not easy to find in here, come with me." Qiankun led the way and led them up to the top floor, and after several detours, they came to the door of the recording studio, "This teaching building is in the shape of 'Shen', It is said that it was designed according to the surname of the founder, so it is easy to get lost...here."

Qian Kun pushed open the door, and several people were already chatting in the recording studio.Judging by his age and clothes, he looks like a student.

Sure enough, after Qiankun walked in, several people called him a teacher.

"Good job, teacher!"

"Teacher Gan is here!"

"These are all students I have taught before." Qian Kun introduced them one by one, "Screenwriter Cen Shang, and later Mo Mao, these two will be our resident cvs in the future, Lili and Ke'er."

Several people in Zhang Qingchao nodded.The screenwriter and post-production are two boys, respectively occupying the only laptop and mixer in the room.Lili and Ke'er are girls, wearing high school uniforms and skirts, holding hands as if they have a good relationship.

Zhang Qing suddenly got dizzy, but he didn't expect that the helper Qian Kun found was a student.He had no experience with teenagers.

But after thinking about it, to gather a crew in such a short period of time and rely on love to generate electricity, only students are willing to participate.

"These two are members of Fanyin Studio, Qingmo and Achen."

Zhou Nanchen raised his hand as a greeting, no emotion could be seen from his face.

"It's the real Qingmo!" The girl named Ke'er couldn't help but excitedly said, "Oh my god, I didn't expect to see the real Qingmo in my lifetime! I really want to tell my relatives and friends immediately that Qingmo is back Ahhhh!"

"No, you can't talk about him casually." Qiankun lowered his face, as if he was back in class, "I trust you, so I let you participate in this project. You have all signed a non-disclosure agreement, about his affairs Don't talk nonsense."

... and signed a non-disclosure agreement?so exaggerated?

"About this point, I mentioned it before." Cen Shang, who was sitting by the computer, said, "It's just a comeback news, do we need to be so strict about it? Even if we don't say it now, everyone will know it when our work comes out. knew."

"Yeah, besides, he's not that famous, is he?" Mo Mao cocked his legs, and deliberately squinted his eyes at Zhang Qing, "He disappeared for seven years inexplicably, and he is no longer a part of this circle. When he comes back, he will Come back, but still gag others, isn't it a bit unkind?"

Qiankun was a little anxious, "I had a good discussion with you two at the beginning, why did you suddenly change your mind today?"

"I didn't agree at the beginning." Cen Shang stared at the computer screen and said, "I said wait until I meet someone. I just want to see what kind of person is like a person who has let go of his fans for seven years and comes back with a shy face. .”

...So, teenagers are simply the most troublesome creatures in the universe.

"I'm very sorry for making everyone sign an incomprehensible non-disclosure agreement. I may not have made it clear to Brother Kun that I didn't want everyone to keep the news of Qing Mo's comeback secret." Zhang Qing sighed and took off the mask on his face, "I I just hope that everyone can keep my real name and real identity a secret."

As soon as Zhang Qing took off his mask, the recording studio suddenly fell into silence.

Zhang Qing didn't expect to be recognized, but judging from the expressions of this group of teenagers, they should have watched all kinds of gossip on the Internet.

"You, you can't be Zhang Qing, right?" Ke'er screamed, her face full of disbelief.

"You're rude!" Li Li pinched Ke'er's palm, but his voice was still shaking, "They just look alike."

"Zhang Qing, who is it?" Mo Mao's reaction was half a beat slow.

"It's the murderer in "Secret Case". It was rumored that he forced an actress to commit suicide some time ago." Cen Shang said.

Mo Mao suddenly realized, "It turned out to be that one, I wonder why it looks so familiar."

... These teenagers really have no taboos in speaking.

"Yes, I am Zhang Qing. That murderer, that actor." Zhang Qing sighed helplessly.

There was a blast in the recording studio.

"Fuck! Really?"

"Are you Yin Wen? Zhang Qing?"

"Zhang Qing is Qingmo? My god, this is too exciting!"

"Brother, can you sign me?"

"I want me too!"

Qiankun watched with a headache as Zhang Qing signed them one by one in a good temper, "No swearing! You little bastards are not finished yet? It's almost done!"

"It's okay, no trouble." Zhang Qing smiled, and put away the pen after signing the last name.

"So did you really force that girl named Chen Lou to commit suicide?" Cen Shang raised his head, casting a pair of indifferent eyes towards Zhang Qing.

"Cen Shang!" Qian Kun frowned.

Zhang Qing also raised his head and looked at the boy named Cen Shang.Cen Shang subconsciously ducked back, but he didn't avoid Zhang Qing's gaze.

"It's not me." Zhang Qing looked away and said calmly, "It was another person who forced her to death, and he put the blame on me."

Several students seemed relieved, although there was no evidence that Zhang Qing was telling the truth.

"I knew it." Cen Shang nodded, "Although you are a scoundrel, you don't look like a bastard who would do that kind of thing."

Zhang Qing couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't understand the boy's brain circuit.

"Okay, okay, if you keep chatting, the whole morning will be in vain." Qian Kun waved his hand and interrupted them, "Get down to business!"

What surprised Zhang Qing was that he originally thought that these students were just randomly drawn by Qian Kun from his own students, but in fact, these children were all leaders in the non-commercial dubbing circle. above experience.

The names of these people can be seen in the staff of several screen adaptations that have become popular on the Internet recently.Only then did Zhang Qing know that it was not just a matter of a day or two for Qiankun to guide these children to make plays behind the scenes.

"Cen Shang has been writing screenplays recently, and screenplay adaptations are easier to be popular after all. But he has always wanted to try to write original scripts. This time, taking advantage of your comeback opportunity, we may be able to win some audiences for us." Mo Mao said, "Although I don't want to admit it, the influence of you as the main player cannot be underestimated."

"I will work hard." Zhang Qing took the script cautiously.

Zhang Qing skimmed through the story of the script.

This is a campus danmei, Shou is a person who has lost his memory, Gong has been by his side to help him find his memory, but Shou still can't remember that the person he once loved is Gong.

Because the script only has the plot of the previous issue, and the middle and next issues are still being created, so this story has not yet ended.

The emotions and lines expressed in the script are very delicate and excellent, and Zhang Qing is still a little bit unsatisfied after reading it.

"Very good story." Zhang Qingchao Cen Shang nodded, expressing his approval without hesitation.

The kid Cen Shang seemed taciturn and indifferent. He didn't expect to be able to write such an excellent script.

Cen Shang just nodded, but Ke'er beside him looked excited.

"Right, right? I also like this story very much! Cen Shang is really talented, and it's a shame for him to write an adaptation!"

"How about you still dub the master and receiver?" Qian Kun asked Zhang Qing.

"Okay." Zhang Qing cleared his throat, trying to get back the original feeling of acting in a drama.

"Then Achen, you still—"

Zhou Nanchen interrupted Qiankun's words, "I can still do art work."

"Do art?" Qian Kun was stunned for a moment, "You don't paint anymore?"

Before Zhou Nanchen answered, Zhang Qing rushed to answer for him, "He is busy with work now, so he may not have time to draw."

"That's it." Qian Kun said with some embarrassment, "It's true that the cover and poster don't have to be painted, but...we already have an artist."