A group of people seemed to be doing their own things, but in fact they had their ears perked up and were always keeping an eye on Qin Shu from the corner of their eyes.
They watched him walk out of the studio door, his tall figure as steady as ever.
It's just that the pace of leaving was a lot faster.
When Qin Shu walked out of the door, Song Yunhui had changed from standing to squatting. He squatted on the ground and used a small branch to poke and draw on the thin layer of snow.
He squatted down as well, and just watched the other person poke and draw.
Hearing the noise, Song Yun, who was immersed in the mysterious world of painting, raised his head and saw Qin Shu's eyelashes still with small snowflakes.
It's very long, making people look a little cold, but the small snowflakes neutralize the coldness.
A person suddenly appeared in front of him, and Song Yunhui was frightened and the twig in his hand was almost broken.
He quickly tried to cover up his masterpiece.
But it wasn't covered.
Qin Shu accepted his compliment.
Qin Shu nodded.
Song Yunhui really came to see him.
"I took a break at noon today, so I have nothing to do in the afternoon."
Song Yunhui rubbed his hair and said, "Who doesn't have a few artistic germs in their brain?"
Qin Shu lowered his head and asked him, "Is there anything you want to do?"
Qin Shu also stood up. He lowered his head to see a small piece of snow on the other person's hat. He frowned slightly and raised his hand to gently pat it off.
As expected, the agent's clothes were not suitable for me.
Qin Shu had already seen the matchstick man on the ground clearly.
When he saw it for the first time, he thought there might be something wrong with his glasses.
He raised his eyes and asked Qin Shu: "Do you have a day off this afternoon?"
He took off the scarf he was wearing and carefully put it around Song Yunhui's neck. He lowered his head and looked at it carefully, trying to wear it more beautifully.
Song Yunhui did as he was told.
My thoughts haven't changed now.
It wasn't until he actually met the other person that he felt it was real.
He was afraid of falling into other emotions.
He knew how precious the rest time during filming was, and originally wanted to just leave after the things were delivered.
Song Yunhui looked up at his clothes, his eyes widened slightly, and then he gave a thumbs up, "Not bad, it's very warm today!"
The agent who was still in the crew yawned inexplicably, and then unconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly.
His heart was beating so fast as if it couldn't contain the intense sour feeling, and Qin Shu could clearly feel his limbs congested with blood.
That should be the light wave.
This is the south, so it's very humid, and now it's snowing, so all the clothes on the outside are wet and cold.
"Your hands are too cold. Warm them up a little here and put your other hand inside your clothes."
Qin Shu nodded, still praising it mindlessly, "It looks good."
He didn't know why the other party came, and he didn't dare to think about it deeply.
His brows were serious.
Song Yun replied, "Then I won't stay any longer. You should have a good rest."
Putting down the small branch in his hand, Song Yunhui stood up and patted his clothes.
It is a stick figure emitting light waves.
The temperature spread from his neck to his whole body. Song Yunhui patted his hand and said, "That's good."
He extended his hand and couldn't pull it back.
He thought for a moment, then continued to praise, "The lines are very straight, and the head... is also very round."
To be honest, the other person's pocket is indeed very warm.
It's warm, but it's not pretty.
It's good like this for now.
From the warm room, I traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers to this cold and remote place.
It can be seen that he has tried his best.
Qin Shu held his hand and put it into his pocket, then took the bag from his hand with his other hand.
A little hot.
It doesn't need to look good, just warm enough.
It's amazing, even though it's still such a cold day, I can feel the warmth on my neck and hands, and my whole body instantly becomes warm.
Song Yunhui thought about it for a moment.
"Then let's go for a walk around the neighborhood."
When I arrive at a place, I want to experience the local customs and folkways. Even if I don’t have a deep understanding of it, it’s good to just take a quick look at it.
Qin Shu said "OK".
Just as the two were about to leave, there was a sudden noise from behind, as if something could not bear the weight.
"WoC, don't press me!"
"Everyone move aside in a moment, we'll...don't crowd! We'll be discovered if we do!"
A bunch of people were crowding at the door, and the director's face strangely appeared among them.
They were originally fighting among themselves, but when they turned around and noticed the two people's gazes, their movements suddenly stopped.
The director's face quietly disappeared.
"… "
Song Yunhui couldn't describe what the feeling was like at the scene. He glanced at Qin Shu, then at the people in the distance, and waved hesitantly as a greeting.
Those people immediately waved at him enthusiastically and seemed very excited.
He quietly approached Qin Shu and asked in a low voice: "Is this the case when you are visiting a friend?"
It's like I haven't seen you for a long time.
Qin Shu responded, then gently shook his hand in his pocket and said, "Let's go."
Song Yun nodded.
They walked slowly down the mountain together.
There was no one here, so Song Yunhui took off his mask and had to pull his scarf up to cover half of his face.
The scarf muffled the sound, so he spoke in a buzzing voice and spoke very excitedly.
Qin Shu looked down at him.
The two walked together on the ridge of the field.
Now it is past the rice harvest season, and only some rice stalks remain in the rice fields, with a few balls of snow sticking out of them.
In this kind of weather, there are not many people like them who go out for a walk, or rather, there are none at all.
A very strange hobby.
But as long as they are happy.
The middle-aged ladies who were standing in groups of three or four on the roadside chatting have disappeared. Judging from the conversation Song Yun heard before he left, he guessed that they went back to the house to play cards together.
He took out his phone and checked the time. He found that it was already half past five. He looked up at Qin Shu and asked, "How are you going to have dinner?"
"We're not eating at the crew tonight," Qin Shu looked down at him and said, "Want to go for a walk in town?"
"OK."
Song Yun nodded, "I was in a hurry when I came here, so I haven't taken a good look yet."
Without waiting for Qin Shu to speak, he took out the key from his pocket and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I have a car."
Qin Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
He didn't expect that the other party actually got a car.
Song Yunhui waved his hand domineeringly, "Elbow! Follow me and get in the car!"
***
“This car is great!”
The cold wind blew past his ears. Song Yunhui held the handlebars, glanced at the person sitting next to him, and smiled happily, "I'll rent it from an old man."
Qin Shu was sitting in the passenger seat next to him. His arms and legs were long, so the seat was a little too small for him.
He had nothing on him when he left the crew, so Song Yunhui gave him his mask and hat.
A scarf was enough to cover most of his head, so he didn't need anything else to complement it.
The tricycle has a red exterior and somewhat smooth lines.
Well, the same color as many sports cars.
Song Yun replied: "Look at this fiery color, it's my passionate love for you!"
He can learn cheesy love words.
Qin Shu couldn't help but smile, "Yeah, I feel it."
On this kind of country road, the tricycle is bound to be bumpy, but Song Yunhui's expression is very calm, and he already knows exactly how to deal with this kind of road.
The cold wind blew his hair back, showing peace and a different kind of unbridled freedom.
When I came here, I was chatting with the viewers in the live broadcast room while walking. Now when I go to the town, Qin Shu is sitting next to me, and time passes very quickly.
More than half an hour seemed like a moment.
The town is much more lively than the village.
The place where they got off was still the bus station. The old man who rented the car was not there. He must have gone home to warm up. Song Yunhui left his number and would call him when he returned the car, and the other party would come over.
Although there is still some time before the Chinese New Year, some shops on the street have already started selling fireworks and firecrackers.
Unlike in the cities, there are no restrictions on fireworks and firecrackers in these places, and they are always bustling during the New Year.
Thinking that Qin Shu had just finished filming and eating was the most important thing, Song Yunhui did not spend much time walking around. He just took a look around while looking for a restaurant.
The two finally chose a home-style restaurant.
After sitting down at the table, the proprietress came over and wiped the table, then carefully wiped it again with a dry towel.
After putting the bag on the table, Song Yun returned and took out a pink object from it.
It's a hairy pig.
He began to introduce the pig:
"This is a hot water bottle. I bought it on the road. It should be of good quality."
He also demonstrated it thoughtfully, "When there is electricity, you can charge it and heat it up. When there is no electricity, you can put it in the pocket and use it as a big hand warmer."
After the demonstration, he put the pig back and said, "I won't tell you about the other things. You can go back and see for yourself when the time comes."
Qin Shu nodded: "Okay."
After ordering the meal, which had not yet been served, Song Yunhui took out his cell phone and started buying a return ticket.
Not many people travel during non-holiday periods, so there is no need to worry about not having tickets.
I had just read half of the ticket when my phone prompted that the battery was low.
Twenty percent must be saved for scanning the code and paying for a taxi when you get home.
Qin Shu changed from sitting opposite him to sitting next to him, and consciously handed over the phone.
Adding a passenger is easy and can be done in two or three clicks.
Song Yunhui skillfully used Qin Shu's phone to buy a ticket for himself, then turned the phone to the opposite side, "Boss, enter the payment password."
Qin Shu didn't move and read a string of numbers into his ear.
"?"
Song Yunhui hadn't reacted yet, but he finally came to his senses, turned the phone back and entered the password.
The password is correct and the ticket purchase is successful instantly.
Song Yunhui first praised, "Thank you for your trust, boss," and then said seriously, "Qin Xiaoshu, don't trust people too easily."
Qin Shu lowered his eyebrows slightly and listened attentively.
“You can’t tell your payment password to others casually.”
Even though there was no one else in the store except the boss and the customer standing at the door, Song Yunhui still lowered his voice carefully, leaned forward slightly, supported the bench with one hand, and put his other hand on Qin Shu's ear, saying, "You have so much money, if others take it all out in one night, you will cry."
Qin Shu followed the instruction carefully and responded obediently, "I won't tell anyone else."
Seeing the other party's good attitude, Song Yunhui's worry gradually dissipated.
When the topic turned to this, he turned off the screen and returned the phone to the other party, and began to worry about the other party's future again.
He said, "Then you should be careful when you fall in love in the future."
With Qin Shu's personality, if he meets a bad guy, he might lose everything he has.
Qin Shu answered irrelevantly: "You are a good person." Song Yun took back the good person card and nodded in agreement: "I think so too."
Qin Shu sighed slowly.
The food was served and the topic ended.
After dinner, Song Yunhui originally wanted to send Qin Shu back to the crew, but then a series of things happened and he ended up leaving directly by car, and the old man who rented his car sent Qin Shu back to the small mountain village.
The old man is from a small mountain village. He often plays at the children's homes in the town and has to go back home at night.
When I returned to the crew, there was still an hour or two before Qin Shu was scheduled to resume work.
He did not choose to go back to his room at the foot of the mountain to rest, but went straight up the mountain.
At this time, the crew was fully lit up, and it was particularly conspicuous in the dark mountains.
The door of the crew opened and the noisy voices flooded into my eardrums.
The agent was still sitting in the same place.
Qin Shu walked over, took off his clothes and returned them to the other person, then put on his previous clothes.
The agent raised his eyes to look at him, "Did you have fun?"
Qin Shu didn't answer, but nodded slightly.
Not only his agent and assistant were watching him, but other people were also watching him, just not as blatantly as they were.
They watched Qin Shu put on his clothes and sit down, then he put his pocket on the table and slowly took out a pink thing.
It is a cute pink pig, furry and looks very warm.
His hands are big and bony, and look like he could punch a piglet. What a huge difference.
I haven't seen him take it out before, so it's obviously something new.
It’s pretty obvious where something came from.
"Did your friend buy this for you?"
The agent felt a little annoyed when he asked this question.
"Friend" is obviously a very normal word, but it changes its meaning when used in Qin Shu's place.
Qin Shu nodded and said "hmm" very reservedly.
The agent twitched his lips and said, "Very good. Is it warm?"
Qin Shu nodded, "Warm."
Agent: “Oh.”
***
After getting off the high-speed train and taking a taxi, Song Yunhui finally returned home in the evening.
Orange hadn't seen anyone for most of the day. Now he finally heard some noise at the door and started walking around in circles anxiously.
The moment Song Yunhui opened the door, he was greeted by a kitten jumping.
Holding the cat in one hand and closing the door with the other, Song Yunhui put the key by the door, put on his slippers, and went upstairs to his room.
Even with a cat hanging on his body, Song Yunhui still opened the closet to look for pajamas smoothly.
After knowing that he was going to take a shower, Orange left automatically.
Although kittens like to cuddle and don’t hate drinking water, they hate taking a bath and don’t want their fur to get even a little bit of water on it.
When Song Yunhui came out of the shower, Chengzi came forward and rubbed his feet again.
Bending down and picking up the cat which had become heavier, he fell directly onto the bed and buried his head in Orange's soft fur.
"My dear son, did you eat well today?"
Orange still has the same clip sound.
The phone that was charging on the side rang. Song Yun turned over and picked up the phone.
It was a notification that there was an update for the Big Eyes guy he followed.
Today's comic strip has just been updated to catch up with the latest news.
The air conditioner was on in the room. He changed his position and lay on the bed. Orange stood beside him with his hands in his pockets, and they shared the phone screen together.
The skill of eating grass remains unchanged, and the comic strip is as confusing and raw as ever.
After sending out six [Ha]s as usual, Song Yun returned to his backstage to check his private messages. He saw the hot news recommended to him by Big Eyes among the pile of private messages.
It can only be said that it was a hot spot before.
It was exactly what Chen Chen had told him before.
Song Zishu did get his role, and the stills were recently released.
He clicked on it and took a look, casually glanced at a few comments, and found that things were indeed different.
According to the content of the original text, Song Zishu should have stepped on his head to climb up this time.
Comments shouldn't be like this.
This was a hot topic, but it has become a thing of the past.
Netizens are now studying how this half-dead crew was resurrected and then died again.
It was already outrageous that the male lead fell into the water, the second male lead retired, and the crew was shut down for two months and it wasn't over yet. As a result, the male lead falling into the water incident was reversed, new investment was obtained, the second male lead was replaced by an unsuitable person, the male lead left, and the female lead also had a tendency to run away, and the crew started to die again.
[I thought this drama would make some waves, with waves of investment, but it turns out to be a waste of money]
[The Success Company also invested money, and they left as soon as they said they would. It turns out that having money makes things different.]
[It feels like all the problems started with the role change, and now the snowball is finally about to explode]
[Why would anyone invest at this time? Isn't it obvious that they will lose money? ]
[(Shh—) I suggest you check the new investors. I can only say that they are different because of their background.]
[I understand. They are just rich people who are willing to spend money lavishly.]
Someone pointed out the way to look at the investment, but Song Yunhui simply treated it as a small piece of news and didn't think about moving his fingers any more, so he continued to swipe down.
As a result, the following screenshots were taken by investors.
In a spirit of relative curiosity, he also took a look.
With just one glance, he instantly realized what was happening.
It is a company owned by the Zhong family.
You can tell at first glance that it was the work of Zhong Xu.
No wonder.
Correct and reasonable.
In such a critical moment, he really had to do something that was in line with his character.
I just don’t know if the crew can save the situation after he has paid so much this time.
These had nothing to do with him, so Song Yunhui just took a quick look and continued scrolling down.
***
In the spacious room, Song Zishu sat on a stool without saying a word, while Xu Wei walked back and forth unconsciously, muttering "this shouldn't be possible" as she walked.
She murmured quietly, "It shouldn't be like this."
Song Zishu just watched her turning around.
She kept repeating "it shouldn't be" but couldn't come up with any substantive solution to the problem.
When she came back after walking around again, her expression suddenly changed as if she remembered something, as if she had an idea, and she said, "Contact the Zhong family, he will definitely be willing to help you."
The Song family can’t do that. They can’t let Song Cheng get involved in these things. Now they can only rely on other people.
"mom."
Song Zishu said, "He has already invested, and we have to figure out the rest ourselves."
The reality is that they can't think of any solution.
They are used to having smooth sailing, and this is the first time they have encountered this kind of problem. They can’t say they have solved it, but they can only say they have no idea what to do.
Xu Wei said that the other party was not attentive enough.
Ultimately, it was because Song Zishu did not build good relationships before.
"You can do this," Xu Wei said, "give him a call. Don't ask how to solve the problem. Just ask how he is doing now and show concern for him like before. Can you do it?"
There was a hint of struggle on Song Zishu's face.
Xu Wei put her hand on his shoulder and asked again, "Okay?"
Song Zishu said "OK".
Xu Wei left the room, leaving space for Song Zishu to perform on his own.
Song Zishu was sitting in the room.
Even though Xu Wei was no longer there, his body was still in a tense state.
He looked at the number in his hand and finally pressed it in silence.
I called, but it took a long time for the call to be connected.
The moment the call was connected, he smiled reflexively at the voice on the other end and said:
"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."
The fingers on his legs began to tap unconsciously, tapping once for each word he spoke.
“… I saw some random speculation online, saying that you invested in the crew because of me, and it really scared me.”
"… Yeah, I know. Bye."
The phone was hung up.
Song Zishu lowered his head and looked at the phone.
Maybe it was his illusion, but he always felt that the other person's voice was different from usual.
He felt a little stuffy and he was moving intermittently, as if he wasn't quite awake.
But the other party spoke logically and should be sober.
***
In the dark room, only the mobile phone thrown aside emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the wine bottle on the side.
Zhong Xu sat on the sofa, turned his head to look at the lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The bottle in his hand was empty, and he picked up another one.
My head started to hurt again tonight.
And that was on the premise that he didn't think about anything.
Then he unexpectedly discovered that drinking alcohol could relieve this type of headache.
So he started drinking.
Drink as long as the pain lasts.
While drinking, he was thinking about the phone call just now.
Everyone, including Song Zishu, and probably Song Yunhui, probably thought that this investment was also for Song Zishu.
This seems like a mockery.
They mocked him for being so disrespectful, and mocked him for thinking that his relationship with Song Yunhui was the same as always for so many years, but in the eyes of others, they were not even acquaintances.
As he drank more and more alcohol, his body became more and more dizzy, but his thoughts became clearer and clearer.
"boom-"
Along with the sound of the wine bottle being placed on the table, the phone rang.
He stood up slowly, then walked over and picked up his phone.
Pulling his tie loose, he said, "Hello?"
The other party's voice was very humble, and he said:
"The video has been found and has been sent to you via computer."
"After all, this is footage that the crew cannot release. I just hope the investment can..."
The mobile phone and computer are interconnected, and he can see the video sent by the other party.
It's a video that's only a few minutes long.
It was a video that someone wanted to delete, but was secretly kept by someone in the crew.
The video recorded the entire process of the accidental fall into the water.
Even though it was not a particularly clear image, he could still see how quickly and resolutely Song Yunhui jumped into the water.
As long as this video is available, the previous groundless accusations will become ridiculous and the rebuttal to the accusations will become powerful.
After saving a copy of the video on both ends, Zhong Xu hung up the phone directly, and then dialed the number that he had memorized by heart without knowing when, using his original number.
He turned the volume down to minimum.
—This way you won’t hear the busy tone that comes automatically from the other party.
It's like it's really connected.
He lay on the sofa, raised his head, smiled, exhaled, and said:
"Yun Hui, it's me, Zhong Xu."
"Long time no see. It was my fault for what happened before. I didn't find out exactly what happened."
"I have evidence in my hand now. I can clear your name. Are you willing to forgive me?"
He raised his hands to cover his face, "...will you forgive me?"
(End of this chapter)