The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Zhengming was stunned for a long time before choking out a sentence: "You...are you going to retire and marry a wealthy family?"

Zhou Qi was holding the tortoise's head, and was about to turn it into Song Li's bowl. Hearing Jiang Zhengming's words, he shook his hand, and the tortoise's head fell off the tip of the chopsticks, and it hit the screen of Song Li's phone with a greasy "baji".

Song Li was picking up the emoticon pack, and was about to find a picture of "I want to kiss you", when a x-head suddenly fell from the sky, trembling with fright, he sent a picture of "My day your mother".

Song Li: "!!"

Zhou Qi glanced at the "My Day Your Mother" on Song Li's phone and wrapped the turtle's head with a napkin as if nothing had happened. "Xiao Jiang'er, don't dream unfulfilled dreams."

Song Li's continuous swearing has reached the throat, but he was suppressed by his girlfriend with seven or eight "??" and "Do you want to break up?"

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

Jiang Zhengming asked: "Then you can't be tired of the glitz and want to devote yourself to our country's public welfare, right?"

"No, I'm a Living Buddha?" Zhou Qi leaned back, paused for a while, and then said, "Take a few years off, go out and have a look. Come back when you've had enough fun."

"..." Jiang Zhengming was silent for a long time again, "Are you trying to escape marriage? Your partner forced you to marry again?"

Song Li heard this, and took time out of his busy schedule to look at Zhou Qi with the attitude of "three days away from scholars, and you should look at him with admiration". "Brother Zhou has a girlfriend? When did it happen?"

"No. We broke up a long time ago." Zhou Qi shook his head and sat on the chair loosely, "No one forced the marriage. I just wanted to go out for a few years."

Jiang Zhengming looked at him for a long time, with an incomprehensible shock in his eyes.

Zhou Qi squinted at the past: "What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Zhengming: "Zhou Qi, can you be any more scumbag? You are almost thirty and haven't played enough? Do you still want to play until you retire at the age of 55?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

"And where did you break up?"

"It's really a split." Zhou Qi shook the Coke in the glass, looked at Jiang Zhengming and smiled, always like this, he didn't seem to care at all, "But he is my boss."

Zhou Qi lowered his eyes. "As an adult, you have interests, and you're not a child who is still in school."

Jiang Zhengming kept looking at him, and finally looked away. "You really suck at dating."

"Both each other." Zhou Qi laughed, "At least I didn't find a girlfriend and went to the police station."

Jiang Zhengming: "...hehe."

Song Li kept his ears up while sending messages to his girlfriend, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he raised his head and asked, "Brother Zhou's girlfriend...who is your ex-girlfriend?"

Zhou Qi looked over lazily, the corners of his mouth curled up a little. "A little girl who is 1.8 meters seven."

Song Li: "!!"

Song Li: "Amazing, awesome...a national athlete?"

Turn to May.

"Seventeen" was almost finished, and there was a school scene at the beginning of the movie in the morning, and Zhou Qi went home alone at noon.At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was a big magazine cover to be photographed, and the assistant came to pick it up.

Now at 11:30, the few hours before being picked up by the assistant is enough for him to have lunch and play a few matches.

Zhou Qi used his mobile phone to shop around for takeaway A for more than ten minutes, and finally decided to cook a noodle and eat it.

Anyway, he is alone and can eat anything.

To be honest, Zhou Qi cooks noodles very rarely.Far less than the number of times he eats instant noodles.

Because every time he cooks noodles, he must eat alone.After eating instant noodles, he would be able to soak in the Internet cafe with a box of instant noodles, eat with a group of buddies who are as useless as he is, and are clinking poor, and dream together in a chaotic dream that cannot be realized.

The past is nothing to miss.

Nothing to regret either.

He is still the same as before.

Special, special, especially hates the feeling of being alone.

Fu Ye's kitchen decorations were too complicated. Zhou Qi didn't find sodium chloride table salt, but only imported black pepper salt.Fu Ye prepared several kinds of noodles in the refrigerator, and there were also different colors. Zhou Qi picked a novelty, picked a blue-purple thin noodle, stewed it all in one pot, and it took 5 minutes to get out of the pot.

Blue noodles and green vegetables, red pickled egg core.It looks disgusting.

Zhou Qi laughed disgusted at this thing, and took a taste of it with chopsticks.

...very light blueberry flavor.

No sugar, just a fresh fruity taste.Not bad.

I used to drink with a large group of people, young people in their teens and twenties, those who dropped out of school, those who dropped out of school, those who were chaotic, idle, had no money in their pockets, and couldn't see the way forward. Together, they were like defeated dogs. The same Hu Tianhai boasted so much that he became drunk, like a dead dog lying on the side of the road.

Zhou Qi hangs around and hangs around.Drink the most, talk the least.

When he was a teenager, Zhou Qi remembered him... as if he was an idiot teenager who didn't talk much.

He doesn't like bragging.

Because Zhou Qi basically doesn't think about things that can't be realized.

Because after thinking about it, thinking about it, and working hard for a long time, you will find that what cannot be realized is really impossible to achieve.

But recently Zhou Qi has been thinking about one thing that can't be realized.

He was thinking, what would happen if he met Fu Mingzhi in the real world.

But obviously, if Fu Mingzhi was a person in his real world, he would not even know this person in all likelihood.

In school, he skipped classes, and he was the first in grade.

work, other professional players, and other social elites.Unless Fu Mingzhi is the owner of his club, he has nothing to do with people like Fu Mingzhi.

But since we are all thinking about things that cannot be realized, it doesn't matter if it is unrealistic.

——If he liked Fu Mingzhi in the real world, then he might have liked Fu Mingzhi for decades.

Zhou Qi guarantees.

He really fucking likes Fu Mingzhi.

It can be used for farts.

What cannot be achieved will never be achieved.

After eating at 12:30, there are still several hours before work in the afternoon.

Zhou Qi went back to the room, turned on the phone, and clicked into the ranking.

Today's Monday, the server has fewer people, and the number of kings is even lower, so I didn't get in after queuing for more than 20 minutes.Zhou Qi was free and went out to get a can of Coke.Fu Ye was very strict with him. Zhou Qi basically bought a can or two every few days and put them in the refrigerator. When Fu Ye found Coke, there were only soda cans left.

When returning to the room, Zhou Qi caught a glimpse of the pair of plain glasses on the cabinet out of the corner of his eye.

Feet.

Fu Ye wears glasses... how should I put it.

On the set, Fu Ye didn't take off his glasses, but kissed him while wearing them, and once kissed he stood up once.

Zhou Qi hooked up his glasses and went back to the room.

Fu Ye arrived home an hour or two later than Zhou Qi.Fu Ye didn't see anyone outside, so he habitually went to Zhou Qi's room.

The door was ajar, and the mouse clicked occasionally.

Fu Ye knocked on the half-closed door, and after only one knock, his hand stopped in mid-air.

Zhou Qi dangling the hem of a short t-shirt, wiped his glasses with a tissue, lazily turned his head to the side, and raised his eyes: "Are you back?"

Fu Ye saw that he didn't speak, and Zhou Qi spoke up. "I've wanted to do this for a long time." He put his glasses aside and started the game. "If you think it's dirty, just give it to me. I might use it several times in the future."

Fu Ye walked to the table, stroked the frame of his glasses for a while, his eyes darkened.He leaned down and kissed Zhou Qi, and asked in a low voice, "Is this enough?"

"It's not enough." Zhou Qi laughed, "Is it still short of ranking, double row?"

"..."

It's the end of May, "Seventeen"

Releases in early August.

The last world didn't have a good end, and it left too suddenly, so Zhou Qi planned to make a serious end to this world, at least he couldn't prevent his acquaintances from treating him as a missing person.

Everything is best sorted out before the movie comes out.

Divided into three parts, one part is fn, one part is r, and the last part is Fu Ye.

fn is mainly about the entertainment contract. The original owner signed the contract with the company for five years, and this is only the beginning of the third year.Fortunately, the original owner came through the back door, and there was room for discussion with his uncle.

Zhou Qi went to find Liu Yihong.

"You mean...flying solo?" Liu Yihong asked.

In Ms. Liu Yihong's office.Sitting opposite her, Zhou Qi smiled, "It's not solo, it's because I'm going to retire for a few years."

Although he came through the back door, Zhou Qi originally estimated that Liu Yihong would not let go easily.

fn is on the rise, if he does not participate in group activities, there will be many malicious speculations in the public opinion.

But unexpectedly, Liu Yihong pondered for a while, and asked, "Does Fu Ye know?" After a short pause, she looked at Zhou Qi, and asked cautiously, "Or...is this what Fu Ye meant?"

Zhou Qi: "No, I haven't told him yet, this is my own..."

Ms. Liu Yihong interrupted Zhou Qi, and her face became serious again: "Your decision, tell Fu Ye first, and then let the person in charge of Fu Ye's studio or Tianxing Media come to discuss with the company."

Zhou Qi: "??"

Ms. Liu Yihong: "If you haven't told Fu Ye yet, go back."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi had the illusion that he asked the class teacher for leave when he went to school, and the head teacher asked the parents to ask for leave in person, but the students would not approve.

So Zhou Qi went home to find his parents.

Standing upright: "Fu Ye, I don't want to work anymore."

Early in the morning, Fu Ye was brewing filter coffee.

He tilted his head, looked at Zhou Qi, his eyes fell on Zhou Qi's crumpled clothes that he hadn't changed after waking up, and said calmly: "Go back and change the clothes."

"No, let me tell you something first. I think..."

"Take off your clothes if you don't change them." Fu Ye looked away.

"..." Zhou Qi stood for a while, searched out a milk lollipop from his pocket, and handed it to Fu Ye, "Happy Children's Day."

Fu Ye stared at the candy for a while.

Zhou Qi peeled off the candy wrapper, leaving a milky white milk-flavored candy ball on the stick.

Fu Ye frowned and swallowed it.

Cannibals have short mouths.Zhou Qi said again like a repeater: "Fu Ye, I don't want to work anymore."

Fu Ye didn't chase him away this time. He skillfully filtered the boiling water, poured out a cup of black coffee, lowered his eyes to sip the coffee, and said coldly, "Then tell me what kind of work you have now."

"Ok?"

Fu Ye counted for him. ""Seventeen", endorsements, commercials, magazines, entertainment interviews, and your work here." He raised his eyelids, "Zhou Qi, which one do you not want to do?"

Zhou Qi was surrounded by him. "...Which one can I not do?"

"If you pay, you can do anything." Fu Ye stood up calmly, went to get his notebook, called up the contract documents, and said unhurriedly, "If you don't want to be the spokesperson for eorio's Asia-Pacific region, you can pay eorio If the brand party liquidated damages, you can turn down the endorsement work. This is a contract, unilaterally terminated the contract, and the liquidated damages range from 600 million US dollars to 2000 million US dollars."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi: "... Isn't the one-year term due in September this year?"

"This is just a contract for a brand called eorio." Fu Ye opened the document, "You have five major endorsements, and three of them are not for one year. eorio accepts contract renewal this year."

Zhou Qi: "...?"

Fu Ye pushed the computer to Zhou Qi's side, got up and asked, "What do you want to do in the morning?"

what to eat "

Zhou Qi flipped through the documents and took a breath. "Can you tell me how much I owe you if I resign?"

Fu Ye chuckled: "Basically multiply the sum of liquidated damages for all your brands by two. Half is the amount you need to pay for breaking the contract, and half is the operating capital of the company's resources invested in you."

For one contract with eorio, the penalty for breach of contract is 2000 million US dollars.

There are several other contracts here and there.

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye took a few sips of black coffee and asked, "Is it okay to have muffins and tuna salad in the morning? If you want noodles, I can cook them for you."

"...Don't eat, I can't afford it anymore."

Fu Ye looked down at the white fine porcelain of the coffee cup, shook it, and said, "If you want to resign, I can support you."

Zhou Qi flipped through the endorsement contract he had signed before without even reading a single line. He didn't realize that he had been entangled in the conversation by Fu Ye. He flipped through the documents and said, "If you don't have money, how can you resign?" ?”

Fu Ye lifted his lips. "beg me."

Zhou Qi looked up: "Please?"

"Ah."

Zhou Qi: "How do you ask?"

Fu Ye looked cold: "Make me happy."

Make Fu Ye happy?What could he do to make Fu Ye happy?

Zhou Qi thought about it, and found that the things he did to make Fu Ye happy... seemed to be quite obscene.Fu Yegao didn't say anything when he was unhappy, so he couldn't find out about other things, only his physical reaction was the most honest.

Zhou Qi stroked Fu Ye's chin and asked, "What do you want me to do to make you happy?"

Fu Ye kissed him.

He wants to be proactive.

It's good to take the initiative, kiss, hug, hold hands when going out.

Don't be so... asshole.

She thought she had broken up, so she avoided him every day, didn't refuse, didn't take the initiative, didn't take responsibility, didn't care, but when he was pulling him to sleep, she came over and kissed him childishly and secretly.

Zhou Qi thought for a while: "Accompany you to celebrate Children's Day?"

"Yes." Fu Ye asked lightly, "But how do you want to accompany me?"

Zhou Qi: "...to Disney?"

"Don't go."

Zhou Qi: "..."

"Today is June [-]st, it's summer," Zhou Qi said to himself with his head lowered, "The college entrance examination is coming soon."

Suddenly, Zhou Qi raised his head and remembered something: "Is Jiangling Middle School holding a graduation ceremony today?"

"Ah."

Zhou Qi sat for a while, then raised his eyes: "Going?"

It's already early summer.

The dead branches in winter burst out with green leaves and white flowers, and clusters are densely covered. Gardenias are in full bloom, with large clusters of white flowers, holding a little yellow pistil.The aroma fills the nose.

In order not to be questioned by a middle-aged and elderly dean who didn't recognize his face, Zhou Qi simply wore the Jiangling Middle School uniform.Whether the weather is cold or not, hot or not, wear short-sleeves to be cold, and put on a jacket to be hot.

Zhou Qi was wearing a summer shirt from Jiangling Middle School.

No hat, no mask.

He doesn't like to be secretive.

The graduation ceremony of the third year of high school, the first and second year of high school are in class.Girls wear short skirts of school uniforms, gathered in threes and twos, boys shouting and hugging, ten or eight large groups gathered together, twirling basketballs, wearing school uniforms with T-shirts, shirts open arms, caught by the wind Blow open large pieces.

Gardenia fell to the ground.

Flowers are white, school uniforms are white, it seems that the future of life is also white.Waiting for a stroke of ink.

The teaching building of the third year of high school is already empty.Zhou Qi went to the third floor, leaned against the window, and looked down the window. He could see the football field, the plastic track, the podium, the teachers, and the high school graduates.

Zhou Qi talked a lot of nonsense, but now he suddenly had nothing to say.

It seems that he and Fu Mingzhi also had this time.

Fu Mingzhi has a thin skin, he can't say anything, he can't say what he likes, he can't say what he wants, even holding hands is shy and his ears are red.

In the days of graduation, I hid a lot of expectations alone.Future, youth, a favorite person.

Just don't say it.

By now, it seems those days are far away.

Fu Ye is Fu Mingzhi, but when he grows up, he has changed a lot.

Fu Ye stood beside Zhou Qi, seeing Zhou Qi looking at the playground, asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Qi smiled. "It's a pity."

"What are you sorry about?"

Zhou Qi paused for a long time, 1 minute, 2 minutes.

In the end, I still couldn't hold back, hooked Fu Ye's chin and kissed it, and murmured: "It's a pity that I didn't accompany you in the six years from when you were 24 years old."

Special, sorry.