After saying that, Qi Jiaze threw the door of the car and walked to the boy.
Qi Xingchen couldn't hold him. He was afraid that the two would fight, so he had to get out of the car and quickly followed him.
Running to the boy, Qi Jiaze said unexpectedly, "It's you. If you don't go back to class, why are you shaking on the road?
The boy didn't say anything. He maintained the posture of holding the schoolbag and looked sideways at Qi Jiaze and Qi Xingchen.
Qi Xingchen was surprised - the boy's appearance was particularly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Listening to Qi Jiaze's tone, it seemed that he knew who he was. Qi Xingchen asked, "Jia Ze, do you know each other?"
"In the same grade, he is from Class Three."
"Since they are all classmates, forget it," Qi Xingchen acted as a peacemaker. "Our car and people are not injured. Don't worry about it."
"Is that okay?" Qi Jiaze sneered and turned to the boy, "Hey, I'm asking you. Why are you wandering in the middle of the road? You're dumb."
"Where am I? What does it have to do with you?" The boy finally opened his mouth.
"What does it have to do with me?"
His words directly angered Qi Jiaze. Qi Jiaze stretched out his finger and nodded his shoulder: "If you don't look at the car, you bow your head and cross the road. It's not unfair to be hit and killed by the car, you know?"
The boy immediately stepped back and dodged his fingers: "It has nothing to do with you how I die."
This sentence was even more annoying. Qi Jiaze couldn't stand it. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around his waist, and he was going to beat people.
Qi Xingchen next to him now understands that with his brother's grumy nature, if he wants to beat someone, he will do it as soon as he comes.
He didn't do anything, and warned the boy to see the car when crossing the road. He didn't speak well, and the starting point was kind.
It shows that he cares about his classmates.
On the contrary, the boy is ungciative, choked more and more, and it sounds a little self-harm, which may be the reason for the bad mood.
Qi Xingchen didn't want to cause trouble. He grabbed Qi Jiaze's arm and said, "Okay, stop arguing."
"No, I must beat him until he kneels down today and calls Grandpa!"
"I don't have that much time to wait for you," Qi Xingchen pretended to be exhausted. "I'm really tired after taking a plane all day."
"That..."
Qi Jiaze looked at the boy and his brother. In the end, he still felt that it was important to vent his anger. He put down his fist and said, "That's it first... Don't be complacent. I'll go back and clean you up.
Qi Jiaze put on his clothes, warned the boy, and was ready to go back to the house.
Qi Xingchen was a little worried about the boy's mental state and said, "Jia Ze, it's late for a while. You are all classmates. Let's give him a ride."
"Brother, how do you go out of your elbow--"
"No."
Without waiting for Qi Jiaze to finish his protest, the boy said two words and turned around and left.
The boy said so, Qi Xingchen couldn't help even if he wanted to. He shook his head helplessly and dragged Qi Jiaze, who was angered by the second time and evolved into a super tyrannosaurus beast, back into the car.
When he arrived home, Qi Xingchen was shocked by his dining table.
The long table, from sitting to the right, is full of plates.
"Why do you cook so many dishes?" Qi Xingchen couldn't laugh or cry. "Can we finish eating?"
"It's not Dad who finished watching "Poor Travel" and felt that you were suffering outside, so Zhang Luo had to make up for it for you."
Qi Yuji pushed his back: "Go, go, wash your hands, I'll take you soup."
Qi Xingchen washed his hands according to his words. When he sat down, he put a bowl of soup in a fixed position.
I couldn't see what it was. He picked it up and took a sip.
"..."
This is the most fishy soup he has ever had.
I don't know what's in it. Didn't the young lady taste it herself?
Qi Xingchen silently put down the soup bowl, and the afterglow caught a glimpse of Qi Yuji looking in this direction.
He couldn't bear to live up to Qi Yuji's expectations, so he raised his hand again in pain and dried this bowl of fishy soup.
After dinner, he was caught by Qi Yuji and chatted for a long time. When it was time to go to bed, the soup might have worked. He lay in bed and was bored for minutes and forgot to ask Qi Jiaze about him.
The appointment time of the Communist Youth League is ten o'clock at Noah's practice room. At seven o'clock in the morning, Du Lanxin took a life-threatening call:
"Why are you still sleeping?! The driver will pick you up downstairs in half an hour. Remember not to drink water. It doesn't look good on camera. I asked my assistant to bring you breakfast. Just eat it on the way. Don't waste time!"
Qi Xingchen just woke up, and his mind quickly screened the information in this passage.
"The driver picks you up" means that the company has assigned him a car.
"Assistant buys breakfast" means that the company has also assigned him an assistant.
After a year and a half, he finally enjoyed the treatment that an artist should have - this is when he has increased his attention through Poor Travel.
Otherwise, with the character of the original owner, if you don't want to use the resources of the Qi family, you may be hidden by the snow for what year.
He left the door ten minutes earlier than what Duranxin said. At the beginning, the original owner reported the address and reported the name of the community next to him.
At the designated place, the car has been waiting for a while. Ordinary Buick business, and Baiye's luxury RV is in the sky and underground.
He motioned the driver to open the door, and the driver and the assistant couldn't help opening their mouths in surprise.
"Oh, my God," the assistant couldn't believe it. "I watched "Poor Travel" and thought you were very good-looking, but I didn't expect you to be several times better than in the camera... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Enron. I'm three years older than you. I'll be your assistant in the future. Please give me more advice!"
Qi Xingchen secretly calculated her age. If she entered the entertainment industry after graduating from college, she had only worked for a year and was not experienced enough.
But he is not an intern, which is already very good for him. He can do most things by himself, and there are few places where he can use an assistant.
The driver is older and his surname is Qin. After introducing each other, Anran handed him breakfast - two boiled egg greens, a small box of purple potatoes, sanctified fruits and boiled vegetables.
I was so tired last night that I just wanted to eat something light this morning. Qi Xingchen took it over and said inadvertently, "Is it the weight loss meal that Sister Xin asked you to bring me?"
"No," Anran smiled. "I read your information yesterday and thought you had a good weight and a bad body fat ratio. I made it for you."
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It's attentive enough. Qi Xingchen asked again, "How can I arrange it when I go to the company? Should I meet Sister Xin first, or do I just do makeup and hair?"
While asking, he stared at Anran's expression.
Anran said very naturally, "Don't you discuss it? Then I'll call and ask now. Just a moment.
Qi Xingchen's heart was completely released.
The purpose of his asking these questions was to know the relationship between Enron and Duranxin. Generally, brokers earn commission, and assistants are employed in the company. The two belong to different systems and have no interest.
But there are also many agents who use the benefits to cultivate their assistants into their confidants and keep an eye on the artists' movements.
If Enron is Duran's confidant, his movements are limited, and many things are difficult to do.
Fortunately, they had no deep relationship, so Qi Xingchen had breakfast at ease.
At eight o'clock, Qi Xingchen arrived at Noah, and Du Lanxin was waiting for him in the dressing room.
Seeing that he was wearing a simple and solemn black suit, Du Lan smailed, "You know it well."
To participate in interviews with the national media, you must wear formal and serious clothes, which is known to anyone with a little social experience.
Qi Xingchen didn't bother to pay attention to her, because he knew that she would not be able to jump for a few days. A long time ago, he recorded the recording of the call with Du Lanxin. Due to his few fans, little attention, and lack of the confidence to start his own business, he has been patient and unmoving.
Now that he has more than one million fans and most of his fans, it is impossible for this pimping thing to continue to be proud.
He said lazily, "Make up and hair, and show me the notebook by the way."
Du Lanxin was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude and took a picture of a4 paper on the makeup table in front of him.
The paper says the questions the reporter wants to ask, which is nothing more than the reason for going to the streets of Denmark to perform, why he chose to learn acrobatics at the beginning, what changes Chinese traditional culture has brought to his life, how to prepare for the road in the future, etc.
It is easy to answer such questions, and it is not easy to answer. It is necessary to always remember to promote positive energy and give full play to the leading role of the youth group.
When he finished the complete abdominal manuscript, his makeup and hair were almost finished. He picked up his mobile phone and wanted to see the time.
As a result, I accidentally saw Bai Ye's reply.
bo: [Landed in the middle of the night yesterday]
Qi Xingchen was silent for a moment, and always felt that something was missing behind him.
You landed in the middle of the night for fear of disturbing my rest and didn't reply to the message.
Or are you tired, sleeping, not seeing, and not replying to my message?
Why don't you make it clear?
Wait for me to guess?
Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows and didn't go out with a cold hum, and then two more new news prompts came out.
Bo: [The signal here is not good, the one just now has not been sent]
Bo: [I guess you must have gone to bed so late and didn't reply in time]
...... Oh, so that's what it looks like. Qi Xingchen lowered the corners of his eyes and put away his mobile phone.
"Mr. Qi!" At this time, the makeup artist suddenly called him.
"Ah?" Qi Xingchen was so scared that he quickly turned off the screen.
"I'm putting lip makeup on you. Don't laugh!"
"Oh, oh, I, I'm not laughing..."
With the answer to be thought out in advance, the interview went smoothly.
When asked about the reason for the art on the streets of Denmark, "Poor Travel" has been broadcast, and there is nothing to hide. He said to the truth: "At the beginning, when I recorded the program, the travel expenses were not enough, so I wanted to make some money from the performance."
"In a foreign country, there are so many strange eyes. Aren't you shy?"
"Don't be shy," Qi Xingchen said with a smile, "I exchange my own efforts and sweat for money. It's too late to be proud."
The reporter nodded and could see that he was very satisfied. Qi Xingchen secretly thanked Bai Ye.
It didn't take an hour, and the interview was over. After rushing the reporter to the car, Qi Xingchen spread it on the sofa and realized that his back was full of clothes.
Du Lanxin also saw it and curled his lips. "The first time I faced the national media, I was nervous and afraid. It was normal. You just performed perfectly. Qi Xingchen, I didn't expect you to have other uses besides your face.
This sentence is equivalent to affirming his ability. It is not easy to get a positive evaluation from her mouth. Qi Xingchen smiled and said nothing.
"Well, it's almost time to rest. Read the script."
"Hmm." Qi Xingchen took over the script and opened the first page.
The next second, the protagonist's name came into view, and Qi Xingchen's brain buzzed.
[Script Name: "Heart of the Sea"]
[Starring: Tao Tao, Feng Qingyuan]