Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

The access control card Xueping had been given to him before, and Duan Congzhi was still required to show his ID when he entered the community. Fortunately, even late at night, the gatekeeper's entry efficiency was still very high.

It was early eleven o'clock when he really got home, Duan Congzhi went in and opened the door. It was the first time he had come in, but he felt familiar.

For this familiarity, Duan Congzhi turned on all the lights and circled the room, basically confirming that this is Qin Ke's house.

Even if he doesn't live in his house, it will be arranged by a special person. The furnishings in this house are in the same style, calm and low-key, and the decorative paintings on the walls are also famous.

The decoration of this house is not lower than the price. It is definitely not a Chuangshi house.

The benefits of Chuangshi are good. It seems that it can be explained right away. How can this be the benefits of Chuangshi? This is the benefits of Qin Ke.

How did Qin Ke know he was looking for a house? As far as he knows, although the Qin family invested capital in Chuangshi, they basically did not participate in the operation. At least Qin Ke had not visited Chuangshi during his inspections in these years.

Is he paying attention to himself?

This thought made Duan Congzhi laugh, thinking of Qin Ke's two visits to the crew to see him, and the chat record of saying good and good night in the menu every day.

Qin Ke has never been a person who can talk. His identity prevents him from having to express to others. Some people try to figure out his mind. If you want to hear what he says nice, you can't count on it, you can only see what he does.

The cloakroom and bathroom have been cleaned up, and there are no household items with personal traces left. It looks like a new home waiting for the owner to move in.

Duan Congzhi walked to the bathroom. The bathroom and bathroom sink were together, but separated. Duan Congzhi pushed open the cabinet and saw a few night gowns inside.

He raised his eyebrows, took one off and compared it to himself, a little bigger.

The bathrobe was originally loose, and it was unusual to prepare a slightly larger one in advance, but since it was Qin Ke’s house and so close to the Qin’s building, Qin Ke might have come to live.

Is this what Qin Ke wears?

He turned on the phone camera, took a picture of the cabinet, and then sent it to Qin Ke, and pretended to say: This is the dormitory prepared by the company for me. I came for the first time, but the previous homeowner seemed to take his things. left behind.

Qin Ke returned his two words: sorry.

At this point in time, Duan Congzhi thought that he had already fallen asleep, but he didn't expect that not only did he not sleep, he returned in seconds.

Duan Congzhi leaned against the door and sent him a voice: "I put my salute on my parents' side, do you think I can wear this?"

Qin Ke did not reply to him, and Duan Congzhi said again: "I didn't bring pajamas."

After a while, Qin Ke replied: wear it

Duan Congzhi had already taken his nightgown into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he changed it. It was indeed a bit bigger, and he could wear a belt. He was not low in stature, because he was born with a small skeleton, and his stature was quite slender and beautiful. Slightly thin.

The nightgown is black, and the neckline is a bit wide, revealing a large white.

He walked out of the bathroom and sent Qin Ke a selfie: thanks to the former host

Qin Ke closed his eyes, thinking that he was applying medicine to him on the grassland that day. He turned his back to his slightly separated legs, with red marks on the corners of his eyes and slightly moist eyes.

Duan Congzhi was unconscious, he was not very sleepy now, and he started to wander around the room with his mobile phone, trying to find another trace of the existence of the "former homeowner".

The house should have been cleaned up temporarily. At first glance, there was nothing, but there were traces of Qin Ke's life everywhere.

It seems that I have lived here during this time.

The Qin family’s old house is a bit away from the Qin family, but Qin Ke used to go home to live.

Duan Congzhi stunned for a while, and then sent a video invitation to Qin Ke, and Qin Ke connected after the sound was heard three times.

Duan Congzhi lay on the sofa, his voice lazily: "Why San Ye is still awake, are you waiting for me to say good night?"

Qin Ke only turned on a reading light. He didn't know the best video angle, so he held the phone like this. It is true that Duan Congzhi was the first person to make a video call with him. Qin Ke always only had video conferences. .

Qin Ke seemed to be saying something. Duan Congzhi sat up a little bit and looked a little more energetic. He looked at him and said deliberately, "I heard that some unscrupulous landlords would sneak into the tenant’s house. I was the former landlord when I was away. Will you come here secretly?"

"No." Qin Ke answered quickly, his voice a little hoarse.

Duan Congzhi's thoughts drifted away for a moment, he thought, Qin Ke probably couldn't stay up late, and his voice became dumb at night. But Duan Congzhi didn't want to let him go to sleep. He rarely had time to chat like this. I don't know when the next time.

He stood up and walked to the bedroom. Qin Ke heard his dragging footsteps and the sound of turning on and off the lights. After a while, the footsteps stopped. Duan Congzhi pretended to exaggerate: "Wow, this bed is here. Get a car."

He took off his shoes and went to bed. He pulled the quilt and put it on. "Isn't it the former homeowner who slept?" He pretended to be distressed. "I heard that the entertainment industry is a bit messy. The rich like to raise small stars. The company is right. I'm so good, isn't it the boss who wants to sneak me?"

"...Congzhi."

It was a clear and cold voice, which made him feel a little helpless, and Duan Congzhi's ears were crisp.

He touched his ears and stared at the screen for a while, then said, "I haven't seen you for a long time," he seemed to be muttering to himself, "I miss you a little bit."

Qin Ke was silent for a moment: "Go to sleep."

Duan Congzhi looked at him and whispered: "Can't sleep."

Qin Ke gave a suggestion: "Wear a blindfold."

So before Qin Ke covered his eyes, did he manually cos blindfold?

At this moment, all the gentleness was gone, Duan Congzhi had only one thought, why could he be so confused.

But he can't do anything without him, he can only wait to come back.

Duan Congzhi grinned his teeth and said goodnight, and hung up the video.

Qin Ke looked at the hung-up call prompt, and was stunned for a moment, and Congzhi was upset again.

The next day, Duan Congzhi saw a very familiar car downstairs.

Duan Congzhi sat in Qin Ke's car, went home to pick up his luggage, went to the company to pick up Zhou Quan, and then went to the airport.

Qin Ke didn't send him out of the car, but only sat in the car to watch him leave, and then let the driver turn around when no one could be seen.

Duan Cong sat in the waiting hall in a trance, and did not hug this time.

Zhou Quan couldn't help but look at Duan Congzhi beside him. Qin always came to see him off. They stayed together last night? I was sitting in the co-pilot just now and was holding back all the way. I couldn't help thinking about what everyone was doing behind the baffle.

It was not the first time that he guessed the relationship between San Ye and Duan Shao, but he was shocked every time.

He had heard about Duan Shao’s childhood in the Qin family. At first he thought that their relationship was simple, and San Ye just treated him as his younger brother. Later, he discovered that he really thought of these giants too simple and too clean.

The third master actually did something like raising a child and a daughter-in-law? !

Qin Ke sat in the car on the return journey with his eyes closed and rested. There were two meetings this morning, and he barely slept last night. Qin Ke opened his eyes and took the phone to read the message.

Duan Congzhi sent him an emoticon pack of cats bashing people, and unilaterally announced that Qin Ke owed him a hug, and that he would return with the profit.

Qin Ke moved his fingers, and answered.

Duan Congzhi and Hu Xuze are on the same flight. Hu Xuze’s flight did not know how the news was found. Although he used to say not to pick up and drop off the plane, he had no choice but to interact with fans in the past for about ten minutes. Sit next to Duan Congzhi.

He sat on the side for a while, but Duan Congyi didn't find him until he got on the plane: "You are here."

Hu Xuze: "..."

He shook his head, with a speechless look: "Successful?"

Duan Congzhi laughed again after he understood what he was saying, then shook his head and said, "No."

Hu Xuze looked at him with a smile that he could not wait to bloom, and nodded clearly: "That seems to be fast."

Duan Congzhi laughed again: "Hope."

It’s already December when the crew has finished shooting the scene and then returned to Longcheng. Zheng Haoran has also begun to shoot. As the protagonist of "Wenjian", he is just a friendship between the predecessors in "Wenjian 2". Acting, the role is not heavy.

Chuangshi has cooperated with many actors in recent years. It is not only Zheng Haoran who has appeared in friendship. There are also many predecessors who have been famous for a long time. Most of them are warriors who have not appeared many guest appearances.

Zheng Haoran was considered a junior in front of them, so he came over to squeeze and exchange dinner with Duan Congzhi Hu Xuze.

Duan Congzhi's car has arrived. The company gave him an RV. His Wuling Hongguang retired and gave it to his father before he drove it twice.

Two million, the company's highest configuration, Zheng Haoran has the same model, but Hu Xuze has none. Because Hu Xuze lives in the company's dormitory, and the company usually allocates a maximum of 800,000 cars.

Duan Congzhi now not only lives in the best house, but also uses the best car. Zheng Haoran and Hu Xuze are not jealous because of such a small matter, but others are easy to think more.

Xue Ping thinks about it most. In the beginning, he applied for Duan Congzhi to Zheng Haoran, Hu Xuze and their office lounges of the same specifications. He believed Duan Congzhi also believed in himself, that Duan Congzhi could get there sooner or later, and his tone would be changed several times.

He applied and approved it quickly. He thought it was because of his face. After all, his qualifications were there. He brought three people in total, all of whom are well known to all ages. Now with Duan Congzhi, the company is optimistic. It made sense that he gave this treatment in advance.

Then the house afterwards was a bit confusing, and Mr. Chen came to ask him in person if he was applying for a dormitory for Duan Congzhi.

These things in the garage were all personally used by Mr. Chen, and he knew it was normal. Xue Ping didn't take it seriously, but casually said that there is no single dormitory.

Who knew Mr. Chen took out a set of Landing's room and said: "If it's not too far away, just look at this one."

Being a celebrity doesn’t have to check in to work. As long as you don’t go eight hundred miles away, commuting time is basically not a factor in their choice of house.

Mr. Chen was overly polite when he said this, but the house was really good. Xue Ping was suspicious and pushed Duan Congzhi over. Duan Congzhi really chose this set.

Xue Ping paid attention to Mr. Chen for a moment, and found that he and his wife had a harmonious relationship. He heard his colleagues say that he personally picked up the children to and from school, not as if he was about to do bad things, and he was slightly relieved.

Unexpectedly, when one of Duan Cong came back, the company gave Zheng Haoran a car of the same level. He didn't believe it if it was okay!

No matter how much Chuangshi has money, it is also for business. It emphasizes love and interests. Duan Congzhi invested so much before making money for the company, which is totally unreasonable.

He reasonably suspected that someone in the senior management had taken Duan Congzhi's attention.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who irrigated me with my nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Flowing Fire in July; 2 bottles of Dream and Suxi;

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