Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

After watching this movie, today's interview is over.

The protagonist is still undecided.

Bi Haicheng is not in a hurry, he already has someone selected, and he will cut people into the team after the current work is over.

However, it will be at least a month before the filming starts, and Qiu Zhen will not be able to catch up this time.

In the summer, Qiu Zhen has no interest in outdoor activities. The game was updated for two hours but he didn't want to play anymore. In the end, he and Bi Xia stayed at home to study. After all, his boyfriend said that reading is the happiest.

So Bi Xia read books and Qiu Zhen brushed up on the questions.

Director Bi has been very busy recently, but for some reason, Ms. Xia put down her work and stayed at home for three days, and prepared various snacks for the two children in different ways, but she still didn't eat them herself.

She was going to participate in a casual variety show, which belonged to various behind-the-scenes personnel.

Perhaps because she knew that Bi Xia could not do what she wanted, she finally decided to return to this stage in another way to realize her dream by herself.

She told them in advance, Bi Xia didn't say anything, just hugged her gently.

He has always known that even though she no longer appears in front of the camera, she has never relaxed her requirements on herself. She has been managing her figure and skin care for more than ten years, and she has always yearned for that glorious stage.

Qiu Zhen realized later: "Auntie wants to be a star?"

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen thought about it for a while and didn't ask any more questions. Ms. Xia played the heroine in a drama directed by Bi, and she had a bright future, and then Xiying got married.

A few years ago, it was revealed that she was secretly married to Bi Dao.

Qiu Zhen had a vague guess, no wonder she always wanted Xia Xia to go her way.The common problem of adults: Let the children realize the dreams that they have not realized.

Qiu Zhen unilaterally decided to strongly support Ms. Xia's career. Xia Xia said that it is better to study, and study is the happiest.

He geared up and waited for two days but didn't find anyone, so he put the matter behind him.

Early in the morning of the third day, after morning exercise, Bi Xia was taking a shower, and Qiu Zhen was waiting for him, obviously there was more than one bathroom at home, he would rather wait and use the same bathroom as Bi Xia.

When the doorbell rang, he didn't think much, and went directly to open the door.

A group of people surrounded Ulala outside the door. Qiu Zhen had never seen anything like this before. For a moment, he thought that something serious had happened. The group outside the door were all interviewers.

He blocked the door with a bad expression: "What are you doing?"

Ms. Xia came out of the kitchen, explained something to Qiu Zhen, and then looked at the people outside with just the right amount of surprise on her face.

"So early."

Qiu Zhen backed away silently, how could he have forgotten that this is a house in the urban area, and the property fee is six figures, so he would not let someone up without knowing why.

He left, and the cameraman over there wanted to take a few more shots of him, but Ms. Xia blocked it without a trace: "He is Bi Xia's classmate, and he came to play at home during the summer vacation."

There are several cameras in the house, Bi Xia is not used to it, and Qiu Zhen is even more uncomfortable than him. Although there will be editing in the later stage, the intimate actions between him and Bi Xia will definitely not appear in the finished film, but it is different after all.

So the person who stayed at home for a few days finally went out.

They went to the Palace Museum, either to visit the Forbidden City, or to visit the museum.

With Bi Xia around, he can say a few words about everything, especially when he comes to the calligraphy and painting hall, there is no one he can't say.His voice was neither soft nor heavy, but the point was that he was good-looking. After he finished explaining two paintings to Qiu Zhen, the number of people around the commentator was reduced by half, and there were more people around them.

Bi Xia didn't know everything, so he just scanned the QR code to find out if he didn't know anything.The two looked at the painting for three days in a row.

On the third day, someone came to look for Bi Xia, he took out his business card, Bi Xia took it over and looked, it was from a travel agency.

"That's right, our travel agency is preparing a travel project for middle school students. We need a few commentators for the stop of the Forbidden City..."

Bi Xia patiently listened to his words, and then refused.

The man didn't want to give up: "You don't look very old, you should be a student, our salary is very good, why don't you think about it again."

Qiu Zhen leaned on Bi Xia's shoulder and looked at him with a smile: "We will take the college entrance examination next year."

The big killer of the college entrance examination was sacrificed, so the man had no choice but to give up. Before he left, he still felt a pity: "Then after the exam next year..."

There is a naive dog in the Bronze Ware Museum, and Qiu Zhen conveniently posted an emoji on Moments.Probably this dog is so recognizable, Dad Qiu called out its name at a glance, and then said that it would be better to go to the museum with him to see the fresh ones.

The two of them packed their luggage and went to Xinjiang. Qiu Ma waited at home for a few days and finally waited for the news that they were going to Xinjiang. She regretted not applying for a project that required field research during this holiday.

Dad Qiu is not an expert in archaeology. He came to see documents, but the carriers of these documents are cultural relics themselves.

There is a saying in archaeological circles: Wet for a thousand years, dry for ten thousand years, and half a year for neither dry nor wet.

Extremely arid places like Xinjiang are very conducive to the preservation of cultural relics.

Dad Qiu brought two graduate students over, and every day he and a group of old gentlemen, wearing gloves and holding a magnifying glass, studied the bamboo slips that looked like dehydrated dried vegetables in instant noodles.

He called people over because he had ulterior motives. His son was destined not to have any academic exchanges with him, so he would win over Xiao Xia, who was also his own child.

He asked Bi Xia like an old fox: "Isn't it interesting?"

Qiu Zhen doesn't know if it's interesting, but if they don't go back, her mother may have to buy a plane ticket to rush here.

Going home from the airport, Qiu's mother complained all the way. To sum it up, why didn't she stay home.

"I'm still worried that no one will take care of you when you come here. I chose something that can be done at home for the summer research project, and I didn't go on vacation. As a result, you two have no conscience for half a month on vacation before coming here."

Qiu Zhen didn't dare to say that they would just stay at home for two days before leaving, and he still had to take his driver's license test.I want to know that she will definitely not agree to say this, and only Bi Xia can speak about this matter.

He has a natural reason to go back, and grandpa is here.

It's hard for Qiu's mother to stop him if he wants to go back, but his own son is full of eyes and only Xiao Xia insists on going with him, which is very troublesome.

She was a little strange. Although Xiaoxia didn't talk much, she was much more thoughtful than his son, so she insisted on going back despite her wishes. Unlike him, she always felt that they had something to hide from her.

A week later, Qiu's mother received a call from the vehicle management office.

Case solved.

I figured out what was going on, and couldn't laugh or cry, Qiuzhen actually took the driver's license test without telling her, how could she forget that she didn't care about Xiaoxia when she stared at Qiuzheng's expenses, she didn't blame him, he must be standing with Qiuzheng one side.

Qiu Zhen just got his driver's license yesterday, but he received a fucking call today, feeling a little guilty.

What's more, when Sister Wang came up, she just said: "Have you grown up?"

Qiu Zhen suspects that she knows what to bring you. Generally speaking, you should be frank and lenient at this time, but people always have a chance.She shouldn't know, maybe it's something else, so she can't mess with herself.

Qiu Zhen pretended to be confused: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I'm giving you a chance. Is there really nothing to explain?"

Qiu Zhen: "... What do you explain?"

"Can not remember?"

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

His mother is always like this, she is a soft knife, and she can't tell whether she really knows or lied to him without saying the last sentence.

Qiu Zhen pretended to be confused while pretending to understand, so Mama Qiu should not be in a hurry, and walked around with her leisurely: "Then let me remind you," she slowly said three words, "ID card."

Qiu Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, that's all, he came back from receiving his driver's license yesterday and found that his ID card was lost.

"I lost it yesterday, did the Public Security Bureau contact you?"

"Well, do you know where I lost it?"

Her tone sounded a lot more normal, the alarm was completely lifted, and Qiu Zhen was also much more relaxed, returning to his usual casual posture: "I want to know where I can lose it."

Qiu's mother let out a long "oh": "Want to know?"

"where?"

Qiu's mother smiled: "The vehicle management office."

Qiuzhen: "..."

"You haven't taken a driver's license test, so you probably don't know what the DMV does. One of the most basic responsibilities is to issue a driver's license." She paused, pretending to be curious: "What are you doing there?"

Qiuzhen: "..."

Qiuzheng had a headache, and he was going to tell the truth.

"Mom, I actually..."

Qiu's mother said calmly: "Make it up carefully, think it through before you speak, and give points if it makes sense."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Give up struggling.

Qiu Zhen was a little helpless: "I am an adult, and the law stipulates that I can take a driver's license."

"The law says yes, but your mother said no. Don't you need money for the driver's license test? Where did you get the money? Did Xiao Xia pay for it?"

Anyway, she knew all about it, Qiu Zhen regained his bachelor mentality: "Yes."

Qiu's mother hates iron but not steel: "You don't feel ashamed."

Qiu Zhen disagreed: "It's a shame, we don't distinguish between you and me."

Qiu Ma: "..."

She didn't say that she would pay it back, both of them are not bad at all, so if you really pay it back, you'll be out of luck.

"Just pass the exam, don't even think about the car, study hard at school, and buy it for you when you go to college."

Qiu Zheng's driver's license test was not for the car at all, but purely for his motorcycle parked in the garage out of sight.

His mother has the keys to their garage, and judging by her current attitude, it's impossible to think about it in a short time.

He grabbed a handful of hair, annoyed.

The third year of senior high school had to start half a month earlier, and they still arrived at school early in the morning to pack their things. Qiu Zhen first helped Bi Xia clean the dormitory. There were no cockroaches or other strange things here, so it was easy to clean up.

After Qiu Zhen helped him clean up, he went to his own dormitory, and Bi Xia also went to help him. Their dormitory was a little messy, probably because they didn't clean it well when they left last time, and the toilets still had some old dirt.

Qiu Zhen frowned for a while and went to the supermarket to buy some cleaning tools. Among other things, Mr. Wei Meng definitely wanted it.

Qiu Zhen took the broom and was sweeping the floor, Bi Xia was helping him tidy up, and it was about to be tidied up, but he didn't want Bi Xia to be hunched over here cleaning, tiring.

He glanced at his empty bed and said very naturally: "Xia Xia, make a bed for me."

The bed made by the boyfriend is rounded up and counted as sharing the same bed.