BTS unemployed idol re-employment

"Good morning, please have breakfast."

The anti-theft chain was hung and the door opened a crack, revealing Zhang Yixing's smiling face and two cute dimples on the left and right. He Qing was flattered and said, "Brother Yixing, what are you?"

Zhang Yixing smiled shyly and said, "I want to ask you for a favor."

"What can I help you with? You think too highly of me!" He Qing shook her head, not thinking that she could help a popular star by being an idiot.

"It's still the song from yesterday. I still can't do it well after sorting it out. I want to ask you to teach me a thing or two."

Zhang Yixing's attitude was sincere, and He Qing also felt that he was not hopeless, so she nodded in agreement.Then, in Zhang Yixing's two big breakfast packs, he picked out a cup of tremella porridge, a tea egg, a small portion of multigrain pancakes, and a fruit box.Thanks to him, He Qing no longer needs to drink oatmeal this morning.

"I really can't finish it, Brother Yixing, take it back, it's all wasted if I let it go."

"Does your manager not eat?" Zhang Yixing asked.

"She's not in the crew, she'll be back tomorrow."

"All right!"

Zhang Yixing sent the file to He Qing and left. When He Qing took out the computer, she remembered the planning of WekiMeki's second mini-album that was settled last week, and her smile gradually faded.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and He Qing had to accept the situation where Fet's music director reminded her of the bill before Zhang Yixing rushed to release the album.

"My~ Mom~!" She closed the computer with a snap, and lay down on the sofa on her back, regretting endlessly, "Is there something wrong with my brain and I have to work all day long!"

There was no one in the room, and He Qing's complaints were forgotten as she got up without waiting for a response.She turned the computer back on a few minutes later.

Music is a job she likes, but there is really little time left for her to freely control.He Qing opened the audio file and didn't think about it for a while. The alarm clock for going to work, which was scheduled one day in advance, started to blow. The strong vibration almost knocked over the empty fruit box on the table.

There is less than half an hour left before the start of work.

After a period of filming, He Qing already had her own insights on how to interpret Liang Wan's character. She went to the set and walked in front of the camera confidently.

"Can you smoke?" the director asked.

"what!"

Only now did He Qing realize that she had overlooked the most fatal point.Liang Wan is an authentic Beijing girl, not a well-behaved Beijing girl, she has a big cloud of fog in her heart, she has experiences that ordinary people have never encountered, so she will call you "you fucking bandit" when she is not feeling well ", and will also take out a cigarette when it is unimaginable.

He Qing played a dubious woman, because it is not uncommon for shrews to scold on the street in the small county where she lives, but she doesn't like smoking.

Under the watchful eyes of the director, she bit the bullet and took a small breath, her posture was handsome, but unfortunately, a burst of tears came out of her violent cough, which instantly broke the image of a bad youth she performed.

The director handed He Qing a pack of cigarettes, and moved her scene behind Wu Lei, giving her a little time to adapt.We all know that non-smokers can't stand the smell of smoke the most, but there is no way, this singing is her highlight, and it cannot be deleted or changed.

The new set was still being set up, Zhang Yixing walked up to He Qing, and asked with concern, "Why don't you go and talk to the director, see if it's okay to have a cigarette?"

"Forget it," He Qing kept coughing with both hands resting on her knees. Hearing this, she raised her cigarette-pinching hand, waved it weakly, and said, "It's just one sip. I'll just get used to it!"

Seeing He Qing's insistence, Zhang Yixing didn't try to persuade him. He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to He Qing, saying, "Practice with Yuxi, General Bai is too powerful."

Zhang Yixing had experience in smoking, but luckily he became a teacher for a while and taught He Qing how to smoke.He Qing is not stupid, and smoking is not a difficult task, but just thinking about it, every time she takes a puff, countless devil-incarnated small molecular substances will enter her lungs along her throat and trachea, trampling on her carefully cared-for organs along the way; Every time she takes a puff of cigarettes, her chances of getting lung cancer will increase a little, and her facial muscles and throat will be extremely resistant.

"Cough cough!"

"Cough cough!"

Both physical and psychological discomfort tormented He Qing. She stood helplessly in a corner of the set, a corner that did not affect the shooting, coughing all by herself, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Teacher He Qing, rinse your mouth."

Li Xiangshan was not there, no one cared about He Qing, Zhang Yixing's assistant hurriedly ran to hand He Qing a bottle of mineral water.

She squatted on the ground, with her limbs curled up, took a sip of the savior-like mineral water, held it in her mouth for two to three minutes, and then spit it out. She repeated this four or five times before she could speak again, "Thank you!"

"Is there anything else you're uncomfortable with?"

"I'm fine, go get busy!" He Qing was so tormented by herself that she almost fell apart. If it wasn't for the air flowing when she was speaking, she might not even be able to feel the existence of the trachea.Picking up the cigarette butts scattered on the ground, He Qing went to a makeup artist to reapply her makeup.

Fortunately, her sacrifice brought satisfactory shooting results. Liang Wan exhaled a puff of smoke in the dim room, and looked at the suspicious old object with a complicated expression through the clouds and smoke.

After work, He Qing returned to the hotel in a hurry, turned on all the windows, ventilation switches, aromatherapy, and faucets, inside and out, carefully, and repeatedly repeated three or four times until she was exhausted and could not smell a trace of tobacco smell. Lie down on the soft bedding in despair.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Ms. He? Every order of your takeaway!"

"It's the wrong delivery, I didn't order it." He Qing has been tossing and tossing since she came back. She has no time to order takeaways. She is very convinced that the delivery staff made a mistake in their work, and the door was not opened for anyone.

"Excuse me, is your mobile phone number 010-6572-1204?"

"No, you sent it wrong!"

"Would you like to confirm with your friend?"

"No one ordered takeaway for me, you must have delivered the wrong one!"

The buyer just didn't open the door, and the delivery man was sweating anxiously outside the door. He still had two orders in the car downstairs that hadn't been delivered.

The delivery man called again and said, "Hello, I am the rider of each group. Is your delivery address XXXXX?"

"That's right, just knock on the door and give it to the lady inside."

"Is it convenient for you to contact that lady again? I'm already here."

"Is there no one? Sorry, I'll contact you again."

When He Qing was about to fall asleep, Jin Shuozhen made an international call. The phone vibrated, and He Qing sat up suddenly, "Ouba?"

"Did you refuse to accept the dinner I ordered for you?"

"Ah!" He Qing hurriedly got off the bed, ran to the door barefoot, took the takeaway box, and bowed twice without raising her head.

"Sorry, sorry!"

Although it was delayed for a long time, when the door opened, he was suddenly enlightened by the fragrant beauty. The takeaway staff's heart brightened, and he smiled heartily and said, "It's okay, just give me a five-star praise."

"Yes, yes, wait a moment, I'm going to get you a bottle of water, I'm really sorry, I took up too much of your time." He Qing ran back to the room, took out a bottle of Baisuishan and stuffed it with the delivery staff. close the door.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at the takeaway box on the coffee table, He Qing put down the phone abruptly, covered her mouth, trying to suppress the emotion in her heart.Eventually, though, she burst into tears.

"Don't work too hard at night, pay more attention to your health when you are outside alone, why is your voice hoarse after only one day?" Jin Shuozhen couldn't hear anything for a long time, so he could only babble about his worries about her.

"Hmm..." He Qing lay on the sofa, exposing the red limbs rubbed under the nightgown, thinking of the inhuman experience of the day, almost crying into tears.

Jin Shuo could really hear the cry in He Qing's words, stood up anxiously from the floor of the practice room, and asked eagerly, "Are you all right? Is someone bullying you?"

"It's okay, I took the job for myself today, I'm so tired; I was forced to smoke several cigarettes while filming, it was very uncomfortable!" He Qing was sobbing, and complained aggrievedly to Jin Shuozhen about her life on the set.

The sound of crying came one after another, Jin Shuozhen felt more and more distressed the more he listened, and asked angrily: "Your director is too bad, how can you let the female singer smoke so many cigarettes, what is your director's name?"

"Are you going to beat him?" He Qing asked.

"You tell me your name, and I'll borrow a hundred or so trumpets from the company to hack him."

"Pfft!" He Qing was teased, her eyes glistening with tears became fascinated by the smile, the tears were squeezed out of her eyes, and fell down her cheeks, no new tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

At the same time, the delivery man who was one kilometer away from the hotel was standing at the gate of the residential area in a puzzled manner, and borrowed Uncle Mengang's mobile phone to help him pay 50 yuan for the phone bill.

5 minutes ago, he had just finished delivering the order to the beauties in the hotel, and as soon as he arrived at the address of Malatang in the residential building, the three calls he made in succession were all automatically hung up with the message "Sorry, your phone is in arrears" , He obviously just charged 40 yuan for the phone bill the day before yesterday.

"Hello, can you check why my phone bill ran out in two days?" The delivery man put the mala tang in his hand on the flower bed at the entrance of the community according to the customer's request, turned around and called the business hall.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"..."Hello, I found out that you had a 10-minute international long-distance call 2 minutes ago that cost 35 yuan. May I ask what else you can help me with? ?"

The takeaway guy almost had a myocardial infarction, he slapped his chest twice before he was out of breath, and he yelled: "Fuck, I work so hard to do a part-time job, and that bastard is stepping on me to pick up girls, don't let me know who you are, I fucking Find someone to kill you!"

He Qing didn't know the deliveryman's pain, and Jin Shuozhen didn't expect it. The two talked for half an hour, and suddenly heard a knock on her door, thinking it was Li Xiangshan, so He Qing hung up the phone.As soon as the door opened, it was Zhang Yixing and his little assistant again.

The two have a clear division of labor, with one holding the production equipment and the other carrying the medicine bag.

"This is you?" He Qing was puzzled, and even used her honorific title.

"Brother Yixing bought you medicine to moisten your throat and lungs." The assistant handed out the medicine bag with great insight.Zhang Yixing added: "I have consulted the doctor, and I can eat it."

"This is?" He Qing asked with her eyes on the music equipment.

"I just changed a version, I think..." Zhang Yixing looked at He Qing expectantly, and was about to take a step forward, but was held back by his assistant.

The assistant saw that although He Qing had a ruddy complexion, but the corners of her eyes were red, she obviously cried for a while, the assistant stopped Zhang Yixing, and hurriedly said: "We want to make an appointment with you alone to discuss music, when is it convenient for you?"

"Your new version can also be sent to me, but I have to sleep for a while. Or at noon tomorrow, I remember that there will be three hours of blank time on the bulletin." He Qing was indeed very tired, and crying was exhausting her mind. As soon as she hung up the phone, She doesn't even want to eat the rest of the meal anymore!

The author has something to say:

I made up the international long-distance charges, and I didn't make up the name of the cigarette, but I made up how it tastes.

特别强调：抽烟有害身体各大脏器的健康，远离香烟，珍爱生命！感谢在2021-11-2321:06:29~2021-11-2520:44:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles are not cold in winter;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!