half blind

"Yes, I'm sorry, there is no schedule for the time being. We have been fully booked in the last month...Is it next month? Maybe we need to look again. Well, you are welcome, and you have worked hard."

Duanmurou hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief. She put the phone in her pocket and gently pushed open the door of the studio.

Zhang Qing is shooting a set of photos for a fashion magazine inside, judging from the clothes, it should have come to an end.

Three days ago, with the broadcast of the preliminaries of the sound of the world, Zhang Qing returned to the public's attention with a high profile. Capitalists who were afraid of Zhang Qing's scandals before this time stretched out their tentative hands this time, wanting to participate in this sudden topic. Take a share.

"That's great! That's it!"

The photographer who took the photo for Zhang Qing is a talkative guy, and he hasn't stopped talking since the shooting started.

"We, Qingqing, are indeed professional, and the sense of the lens is great! I can say that you are the best model I have ever photographed this month! This set of photos is shot, and the little girls are absolutely screaming!"

Zhang Qing's face was obviously tired, and he didn't dare to change his movements casually, "Sir Yang, is it okay?"

"Okay, okay, it'll be ready soon!" Sir Yang raised the camera, clicked on Zhang Qing again, and when he put his hand down, he was still a little unsatisfied, "Okay, let's stop here today."

Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his energy, Duanmurou walked over and took a bottle of water and handed it to him, who unscrewed the cap and drank it down.

The photographer was still chattering excitedly, "If there is an opportunity in the future, welcome to cooperate again! It's a pity not to shoot more sets for a beauty like you..."

"Thank you very much, we will consider it." Duanmurou interrupted the photographer, showing a flowery smile, holding Zhang Qing's shoulders and walking towards the door, and said to Zhang Qing in a low voice, "He and Every model says that."

Zhang Qing couldn't help laughing.

After changing his clothes and greeting several staff members, Zhang Qing walked out of the studio.

Zhou Nanchen was leaning against the window in the corridor. He didn't smoke because he was indoors. He just looked at the distance aimlessly, looking silly for a moment.

"Big internet celebrity, what kind of life are you thinking about?" Zhang Qing walked over and put his arms around Zhou Nanchen's shoulders.

The latter was caught off guard by his weight, turned around and smiled, "Finished?"

"The filming is over, I'm exhausted." Zhang Qing didn't dare to make any big moves as he was still within the scope of the camera. He just patted Zhou Nanchen on the shoulder again, and the two walked towards the door side by side.

"How is it, is it going well?"

"Very good, it seems that your brother Qing is still a treasured sword." Zhang Qing stretched his waist, "I dare not say anything else, I am still sure about such things as relying on my face!"

Zhang Qing thought for a while and said, "But this face, your makeup probably accounts for 90.00% of the credit."

Zhou Nanchen smiled.

Duanmurou went to drive first, and just parked the car in front of the two of them.

As soon as Zhang Qing got into the car, Duanmurou opened his mouth like a cannonball, "Let's go to District A to shoot the endorsement for Le Burger, and have a meal nearby at noon, and we have two auditions in the afternoon."

"Is it "Encounter" and "Shadow"?" Zhang Qing asked.

"Yes."

Zhang Qing pressed his temples and tried hard to recall, "Where's the outdoor reality show?"

""Escape from Life"?" Duanmurou turned the steering wheel in his hand, "They made an appointment this afternoon, and I told you that you will audition this afternoon and evening, so I temporarily postponed it and said that we will discuss it later, what's wrong?"

Zhang Qing pondered for a while, "This is Kong Yishan's show, I have to give him some face. "Shadow" audition should be postponed, and the salary is so high when it comes up, I think it is a bad IP drama with a lot of traffic."

"Okay, I'll call later!" Duanmurou said cheerfully.

Looking at Duanmurou's appearance, Zhang Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Why do you look like you've taken a doping? It's obvious that your workload these days is several times that of before."

"Yeah, I haven't been this busy for a long time." Duanmurou smiled like a flower, "I used to lead four or five artists at the same time in the company, and I haven't been as busy as these two days!"

"The busier you are, the more excited you are. I'm afraid you're not a dick." Zhang Qing laughed.

"What are you talking about, these are all counted in my work performance?" Duanmurou tapped the steering wheel, "I need at least this amount for the monthly bonus!"

"Okay." Zhang Qing looked at the gesture made by Duanmurou, and agreed neatly.

"As expected of someone who has become a big star, he speaks confidently." Zhou Nanchen smiled.

"Hey, speaking of which, you still don't plan to accept an interview?" Duanmurou turned his head and glanced at Zhang Qing, "I think based on the current situation, we can already respond to Bai Yidong's slander. Lou's crimes, but clearing his name should be more than enough."

Zhang Qing shook his head, "No, you must not answer the interview for me."

"Why?" Duanmurou was a little surprised, "If this drags on, netizens will think that you are pretending to be deaf and not willing to explain, and they will definitely think that you are the culprit!"

"But Bai Yidong is not a freelancer. If I turn around at this level, he and his team can easily fight back." Zhang Qing said, "Come out to clarify at this time, it is tantamount to shooting them in the muzzle. Explaining is covering up , We have all seen the example where clarification is equal to a real hammer. I don’t know how many times. At this time, Bai Yidong and the others are standing still, and there is a high probability that they are waiting for me to come out and issue clarifications, so that they can pour dirty water on me.”

"This..." Duanmurou choked suddenly, she admitted that she was overwhelmed by the joy of turning the tables, and at the same time she was a little surprised that Zhang Qing could still keep a calm head under such circumstances.

For the first time in more than two years, Duanmurou felt that Zhang Qing was her immediate boss.

"So when I'm not sure, I don't want to act rashly. I hope that the day when I come forward to clarify is the day when everyone believes that Bai Yidong is the murderer." Zhang Qing said slowly but forcefully, "Sister Rou , I've decided. I want both controversy and popularity, I want to be both a trafficker and an actor, neither of which is missing."

However, after a whole day of announcements, Zhang Qing felt that his body was going to be torn apart.

"What sin did I do in my previous life that I chose to be an actor in this life!" Zhang Qing wailed up to the sky, laying his dead body upright on the bed, "If one day I take the lead, you must remember to inherit my property."

"Judging from your physical strength last night, it's too early for you to take the lead." Zhou Nanchen also sat on the bed, hugged Zhang Qing from behind, and kissed his neck.

Zhang Qing blushed a bit, and said "Tsk", "It's nothing compared to your majestic and mighty seven times a night."

Zhou Nanchen moved a small bench to turn on the computer on the first day of the program, and watched the entire program without landing for a second.

When he saw the women's clothing show between himself and Mo Mao, Zhang Qing was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.

I don't know where I got the courage to dance on stage in a skirt like this.

Looking back, I can't wait to put a mosaic on my face on the screen.

Zhou Nanchen watched it very seriously. He didn't heave a long sigh of relief until the show was completely over, and looked back at Zhang Qing, "Isn't it too late for me to apply to join the Zhang Qing Global Support Club?"

Zhang Qing rolled on the bed and laughed happily, "So can I sell my black photos to fans at a high price?"

Zhou Nanchen turned around and threw Zhang Qing down, "Fortunately, I didn't go with you at that time."

"how?"

"I'm definitely going to be raising the flag in the studio."

Zhang Qing quickly glanced at Zhou Nanchen's lower body, his cheeks flushed, "Shameless!"

Zhang Qing was tossed and tossed by him that night, and he almost couldn't get out of bed the next morning.

Zhou Nanchen's laughter interrupted Zhang Qing's memory. He rubbed Zhang Qing's neck, "Don't worry, I won't trouble you today. There is still a plane to catch tomorrow morning."

Just at this moment, Zhang Qing's cell phone rang, and Zhang Qing answered the phone with an expression of "you're smart".

Mo Mao's voice came from the phone, "Brother Qing, let me report on the progress. More than half of the post-production has been done, and there are still some characters that need to be echoed. I plan to finish the recording of the next episode and then do the rest."

"It's pretty fast." Zhang Qing praised, "It's really good."

"Hmph, you don't know how boring I am here in the capital." Mo Mao said with a lack of interest, "When I go out, I am chased and blocked by reporters, so I even buy toilet paper in boxes these days ...Hey, let’s not talk about this, your flight tomorrow morning, right?”

Zhang Qing said "Yes", "Maybe in the afternoon. Have you been expecting me to go there for several days?"

Mo Mao chuckled, "That's right, hasn't this been waiting for Dahongren to come over so that I can treat you to a celebration banquet?"

"What merits are you celebrating? My name is still being scolded on hot searches. I think there is nothing left to eat in your head." Zhang Qing said helplessly.

"What are you afraid of being scolded, traffic is king! I'm waiting for a big star to win the championship! Hurry up, I'm almost bored to death!"

"Okay, okay, I see, see you tomorrow afternoon!"

After hanging up Mo Mao's phone, Zhang Qing turned around and gave Zhou Nanchen a kiss, and said, "I don't want to leave tomorrow, what should I do?"

"Why, are you reluctant to part with the buns from the aunt's house in front of the school?"

"Get out." Zhang Qing scolded.

Zhou Nanchen smiled and kissed him on the forehead, "I'll go with you."

Zhou Nanchen's words were extremely fluent, and he didn't even mean to ask for opinions, it was completely a declarative sentence.

Zhang Qing was taken aback, "What about Van Gogh?"

"I asked Brother Kun to help me raise it for a few days."

"What about your live broadcast?"

"It can also be broadcast in the capital."

"Then..." Zhang Qing was speechless.

"What are you worried about?" Zhou Nanchen lifted the hair on his forehead and said solemnly, "I try not to be hard in the studio."

"Get out!" Zhang Qing picked up the pillow and threw it at Zhou Nanchen's face.