What happened today is like a dream to Gan Yishan.
Her parents divorced since she was a child, and she grew up with her grandfather.
Grandpa Gan Yishan was also a master of traditional Chinese painting and taught her a lot. After her grandfather passed away, she also gradually regarded Chinese painting as an inseparable hobby.
She used to watch teaching videos of newcomers to traditional Chinese painting in countless late nights. It is no exaggeration to say that the other party has become a bright light on her painting journey following her grandfather.
Therefore, after discovering that his classmate Qi Linqing was him, Gan Yishan couldn't help but immediately asked for apprenticeship.
Zhong Chen's expression became more and more complicated.
Qi Linqing was a little confused, pointing to himself and asking, "Do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
That tone was a bit suspicious of "Are you sure??"
Gan Yishan nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes!"
If you miss this village, there will be no such shop. She thought to herself that although Qi Linqing was younger than herself, the strength of the other party's traditional Chinese painting might be beyond the reach of the elders. She must seize this opportunity to become a teacher.
Qi Linqing pondered for a moment. In his previous life, he lived to be in his twenties, and only accepted Liang Luoduan as an apprentice.
The line of painting needs to be inherited, and the simple content of the live broadcast is not enough.
He knew that he had become a saint of painting, and his painting skills were recognized by the world. Just like Mr. Xu said on the phone, he is completely qualified to be a professor of traditional Chinese painting at the Academy of Fine Arts.
Qi Linqing won't go. He knows that those who claim to have achieved something will not necessarily listen to him.
In his previous life, he was oppressed and excluded by the Northern faction, which made him see the sinister heart.
On the contrary, it is easier for young students like Gan Yishan who already have a good foundation to teach.
The ride-hailing driver Didi honked his horn twice.
Qi Linqing came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and said, "I'll go back and think about it, and I'll tell you next week."
"Okay, okay, you, go slowly." Gan Yishan was so nervous that he stuttered.
Even when she talks to the other party now, she uses honorifics earlier.
Qi Linqing turned around and booked a car online.
He finally rolled down the car window, and wanted to say hello to Zhong Chen before leaving.
But Zhong Chen's expression seemed a little displeased.
Qi Linqing paused and said, "Goodbye."
Zhong Chen snorted, "Goodbye."
The car slowly drove away from the studio door.
Zhong Chen folded his hands on his chest, watching the car gradually disappear from sight, with a somewhat inexplicable expression on his face.
Gan Yishan suddenly realized something.
Hearing that they are a couple, Zhong Chen would definitely feel uncomfortable if he took the liberty of asking for a teacher.
Gan Yishan whispered, "Zhong... Zhong, I just want to tell you something."
Zhong Chen: "Huh?"
Gan Yishan: "I really admire Qi's painting skills, so I want to learn from you... Well, you can rest assured, I'm not interested in boys now."
Zhong Chen was a little loose, and turned to look at her: "Then you like girls?"
Gan Yishan nodded vigorously: "Yeah."
She also came to the studio and only confirmed her sexual orientation after meeting Ye Runan.
Although it is still not completely confirmed that Qi Linqing is Fu Yi, Zhong Chen's possessiveness towards his master still made Zhong Chen jealous at first. But when he calmed down, he soon realized that his goal was not to keep the identity of this mere apprentice.
He wants more.
"Oh, then I wish you happiness." Zhong Chen said.
The online car-hailing car stopped at the old alley in the center of B.
This is a well-known scenic spot in the private housing area in the urban area, and a house can easily cost hundreds of millions. Tourists can't come in, but there are often Republic of China crews filming here.
The driver glanced at the courtyard house slipping out of the window, then at the handsome young man behind him, and said casually:
"Little handsome boy, do you live here?"
Qi Linqing: "Yes."
Driver: "Are you a celebrity? You look familiar. I heard that a variety show will be filmed by your side recently."
Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "No."
He pushed open the car door and went down.
The driver unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car to help him get his luggage from the trunk and send him to the door.
Qi Linqing thanked him politely.
The driver smacked rich people in his heart, and drove away from this place.
Even if he worked hard for the rest of his life, he couldn't afford the toilet here.
And Qi Linqing stood at the gate, saw the house number 123, and said something to stamp the tax defect.
Mr. Yan told him that there was someone in the family.
Boom boom boom.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps.
The heavy carved pear wood door was opened, and the middle-aged butler in a Chinese tunic bowed to him and said respectfully:
"Master, welcome home."
If it weren't for the modern buildings and busy streets behind you, you would suddenly have the illusion of traveling through time and space.
Qi Linqing was also taken aback.
The butler took the luggage and welcomed him into the door eagerly.
At this time, the crew of the variety show passing by outside the door accidentally saw the figure of the old and the young.
"Are they also filming TV dramas?" the makeup artist asked.
Field manager: "No, I think this is the real rich family in the capital."
During the conversation, the crew carried the shooting equipment and kept moving toward the gray.
The focus of the lens is in the illusion
Especially actor Fu Hanri, even in such an unremarkable ancient alley, he can still walk out with a sense of sharpness that attracts everyone's attention.
Beside him was a handsome young man with a slightly shorter build, Qi Lele.
This time they participated in this pastoral life variety show, because Huang Yumu Song’s many rural scenes were criticized by others, so this time the director changed his style and rented a dilapidated courtyard house in the center of B, and let the guests live in it for a closed performance. Shooting for three days and three nights.
Scene manager: "It seems that Fu Yingdi's family also bought a courtyard here."
The makeup artist was a little surprised, "Is it real or fake? I remember that a set in the courtyard here costs several hundred million."
The field manager lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Are you very poor when you are Fu Yingdi? His father is the richest man on Hong Kong Island, and he is the prince of Hong Kong City..."
While talking, they came to the shooting site of this variety show, the courtyard house at house number 125.
Because the owner did not carry out secondary repairs, the decoration of this yard is much dilapidated compared to the surrounding area.
The director deliberately rented such a house to create a contrast in the program.
Qi Lele gently pulled Fu Hanri's sleeve, and asked:
"The eunuch of your family is a gadfly and mum, and he is twilight.
Fu Hanri nodded and said, "Well, it's next door, No. 124. If you're not used to living here at night, you can go to my house. I've discussed it with the director."
The director will definitely give the actor's face.
In fact, with Fu Hanri's coffee position, he would condescend to this show, just like last time, it was for Qi Lele.
Qi Lele quickly waved his hand: "That's okay, the other guests will feel uncomfortable later. Can you live here with me?"
The unrepaired courtyard house still retains the scenes and objects of the Republic of China. There is a well in the courtyard for fetching water.
The room is also full of dust, the bed boards are hard, the mottled white walls are mostly peeled off, and the toilet is a spittoon.
In terms of living conditions alone, it is worse than rural areas.
At least the houses in the countryside are equipped with flush toilets.
If it was to fool Fu Hanri, he would think in his heart why Qi Lele is so nice and kind.
But now, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.
The other party gave all the perfect character designs to outsiders, but never thought that he would not be used to living here.
The days of filming variety shows were lackluster.
What's more, Fu Han Japan doesn't like to make such exaggerated, scripted programs designed to satisfy the interests of the audience.
Most of the stars in the industry take over variety shows because the production team has given them enough money.
But Fu Hanri is not short of money. More often, he likes to stay alone, studying scripts or movie acting skills.
He loves acting.
But because of love, he was in this ghost place eating raw rice cooked in an earthen stove by Qi Lele, and he got diarrhea.
And when he has diarrhea, he can only use the spittoon toilet.
What kind of human suffering is this
When Fu Hanri came out after using the toilet, he was a little skeptical about life.
He began to think, is his love for Qi Lele really so great
The assistant rushed up to greet him, handed him hot water to keep him warm, and said, "Brother Fu, if the director said that you are not feeling well, you should rest tonight. Do you want to go back to your room now?"
Fu Hanri didn't want to go back to the room full of dust, cobwebs, and surveillance cameras.
"I'm going out to do some shopping," he said.
Walking down the street, he bought a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store at the end.
He also wore a cap and mask in case he was caught on camera.
He bought the cigarettes and walked back.
It was dusk, and there was a misty drizzle in the sky.
Not many people along the way. Fu Hanri became addicted to cigarettes, so he simply found a random eaves, stood under it and lit a cigarette, squinting his eyes and puffing.
Qi Lele forbade him to smoke. He hasn't smoked for a long time.
Fu Hanri looked at the high-rise buildings hidden among the clouds and rain in the distance, and fell into a melancholy mood.
Slap.
The door behind him was suddenly pushed open.
"Can you let me go, please?" An inexplicably familiar clear voice came.
Fu Hanri subconsciously turned around, and stunned into the misty black eyes of the other party.
In fact, it was just because of the drizzle that hit Qi Linqing's face wet, even his pupils seemed to be wrapped in cold water vapor.
"Oh..." Fu Hanri took half a step back subconsciously.
He saw the young man stepping out of the door, and suddenly called out:
"Hey, why are you here?"
Qi Linqing turned around and said, "This is my home."
Fu Hanri turned his head to look at the house number on the courtyard, 123.
He fell silent.
Dare to love the other party as his neighbor? !
Impossible, Qi Lele never told him about it...
When Fu Han went back, he asked Qi Lele:
"Your family also bought real estate here?"
Qi Lele shook her head, "No, I never heard from my parents."
Fu Hanri fell into deep thought.
Qi Lele: "What's the matter?"
"It's okay." Fu Hanri looked away and said, "I just met Qi Linqing outside."
Qi Lele was taken aback, "He's here too?!"
Fu Hanri: "Well, he also told me that his home is here."
This thing is really incredible.
Fu Hanri was still wondering, but Qi Lele had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and he had the answer.
If Qi Linqing really lived here, the house in the nearby courtyard house would most likely be bought by Mr. Yan.
He knew that he and Qi Linqing were not comparable, but he couldn't help but compare in his heart...
Qi Lele bit her lip, feeling a little disappointed.
Yihuangludi and Xianzi treated him well, but they never bought him a house.
on the street.
Qi Linqing went to the convenience store to buy soap.
Mr. Yan is very caring. He not only hired a housekeeper, but also has all the daily necessities at home.
But modern people are used to shower gel and other things, and they are also in the bathroom of his room.
Qi Linqing was not used to it, so he went out and bought it by himself.
Qi Linqing remembered the last time Zhong Chen said that the white tea-flavored soap he used smelled particularly good.
His fingertips flicked across the gray scaled-down version of the soap on the shelf, and finally chose the 20 yuan white tea-flavored high-end soap.
Check out, open the door and go out, go home.
Living alone is really comfortable.
This courtyard house was bought by Mr. Yan from an old artist who had gone abroad.
The old artist is quite tasteful, the decoration is simple and unsophisticated, revealing extraordinary in a low-key way. All the furniture is handcrafted with expensive pear wood, combining Chinese and Western styles, with the convenience of modern technology.
There are also flowers and plants in the yard.
There is an exclusive studio underground for old artists who are fond of the emperor.
Now, after Mr. Yan's instructions, it has been transformed into Qi Linqing's studio.
In his opinion, of course his grandson wants the best in everything. So I specially entrusted someone to bring box after box of painting materials, filling up the basement.
Qi Linqing's bedroom is on the second floor, facing the sun, and there is a small balcony when you open the door.
The furnishing of the room has not been touched much, it is still a large bed with white bedspread and ancient wood carvings. The mattress was also hard.
Mr. Yan was afraid that he would not be used to sleeping, so he specifically asked him if he wanted to change the bed.
Qi Linqing refused. In fact, he is more used to this kind of hardwood bed than Qi's black leather all-inclusive soft bed.
Opposite the bed are wooden bookcases, collection cabinets, and storage racks for displaying paintings, but they are all empty now.
Qi Linqing wondered when he would go back to Qi's house to pick up things.
His "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and two ancient paintings by his old friend Yuan Sihao.
The last time Qi Lele almost destroyed the painting, he realized that perhaps the Qi family was not a safe place.
late at night.
The basement was still brightly lit.
Rice paper, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged on the table.
Qi Linqing dipped his pen and ink, his expression focused.
Just like eating and sleeping, painting has become an integral part of his life.
"Master, have a cup of hot milk." The butler knocked on the door lightly.
In his hand he held a wooden dinner plate, along with milk, there were small biscuits.
Qi Linqing looked up and said, "Thank you, but no need, I don't drink milk."
His eyes fell on the dinner plate, and suddenly he thought of Zhong Chen.
If the other party was here, he would definitely like to eat this kind of biscuit.
The housekeeper hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry! I just came here, so I don't know what the young master likes. Then what do you usually like to eat for supper at night?"
Qi Linqing: "I usually don't eat late at night."
Butler: "Okay, I understand, young master."
After finishing speaking, the housekeeper wanted to leave.
Qi Linqing hesitated for a moment, then stopped him and said, "But now I want to eat a bowl of red oil Chao Shou, can I?"
"Of course." The butler smiled professionally at him, "Whenever you are hungry, just ring the bell and call me, and you can eat whatever you want."
Qi Linqing: "Thank you."
Ten minutes later, the butler brought a bowl of red oil chao shou. According to his preference, he also added a handful of coriander.
Qi Linqing put down his pen and sat on another table with a bowl in his hand.
A new message from Zhong Chen popped up on the phone:
[good evening]
Qi Linqing picked up the phone and replied: [Good evening. ]
Zhong Chen: [I haven’t slept so late, what are you doing]
Life is like tea: [Just finished painting, eating supper]
Zhong Chen: [Coincidentally, I am eating too (picture.jpg) What are you eating? ]
Qi Lin checked the photos sent by the other party, and found that Zhong Chen was eating biscuits and milk as he thought.
He also took a photo and sent it.
Life is like tea: [I am eating red oil and chaoshou. ]
At the moment when he saw Chaoshou, Zhong Chen's breathing was half a beat slow, and he almost broke his defense.
But the bright green coriander leaves on the bowl quickly brought him back to his sanity.
Zhong Chen thought to himself, he had never hated coriander so much.
Zhong Chen: [. ]
Zhong Chen: [Is it delicious?]
Life is like tea: [Not bad. ]
Zhong Chen: [Oh, then eat more]
Life is like tea: [You also drink more milk]
Zhong Chen: [um]
On the other side of the city, Zhong's villa.
Zhong Chen put down the phone.
Zhong Chen watched the stock market dynamics on the tablet, but for some reason, he didn't have the mind to focus on it today.
He picked up the book again. I turned two pages and couldn't read it.
Reason told him to stay away from mobile phones.
But emotions limited reason, so he asked him to open the WeChat chat box again and enter a message to the other party:
[have you slept]
It doesn't feel right.
Zhong Chen deleted these three words again.
Zhong Chen: [What time do you plan to go to bed]
Life is like tea: [Go wash up now, go to bed. ]
Zhong Chen: [Okay, good night]
Life is like tea: [Good night]
Again, Zhong Chen collapsed a bit.
He felt like he couldn't talk at all.
I don't know why, but the WeChat chat records between him and Qi Linqing always reveal an embarrassing atmosphere that can make people dig their toes.
So who the hell invented internet chat
Zhong Chen resentfully put the phone aside again.
At the same time, the Qi family.
After a tiring day of work, Qi Yingjun returned home.
Turning on the light, the deserted living room made him dazed for a moment.
Today is Friday, why is there no one at home
Until Yan Qiongfang went downstairs to pour water.
Qi Yingjun hurriedly asked: "Where are Qi Lele and Linqing, why haven't they come back?"
Yan Qiongfang went to the kitchen, poured lemonade and said:
"Lele is going to shoot a variety show, don't you know that you have such a good relationship with him?"
This sentence made Qi Yingjun a little embarrassed.
He hasn't been in touch with Qi Lele for a long time.
Qi Lele sent him a message on WeChat, but he didn't reply much, saying that he was busy with work.
Qi Yingjun felt that he might be about to wake up.
After all, although Qi Lele has no blood relationship with him, they are still on the same household registration book.
Qi Yingjun: "I've been too busy these two days to check WeChat. What about Linqing? His studio doesn't close on weekends?"
Yan Qiongfang: "It's vacation, but he won't come back."
Qi Yingjun was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "Where can he go if he doesn't go home?"
Yan Qiongfang covered her mouth and yawned, and said, "Your grandfather bought him a new house and said that he will live in the new house on weekends."
Qi Yingjun: "No...don't dad know about this?"
Qi Yingjun knew very well that with Qi Hui's character, Qi Linqing should not be allowed to move out without permission.
Yan Qiongfang: "He doesn't know, don't tell him."
Qi Yingjun was incredulous, "Why are you like this, too? Don't you worry about him moving out alone?"
"I'm worried." Yan Qiongfang was also very helpless, "But your grandfather threatened me by severing the relationship between father and daughter, how can I disagree."
She didn't expect Linqing to hold such a heavy weight in Mr. Yan's heart, and she bought two suites in a courtyard in downtown B.
Qi Yingjun: "Do you know where he lives?"
He was still a little worried, he had a rest this weekend, so he had to go and have a look.
Yan Qiongfang: "I don't know, your grandfather didn't tell me."
Qi Yingjun: "..."
Mom is really unreliable.
Yan Qiongfang looked at his suddenly cold ice machine expression, and said strangely:
"You've started to care about other people from the time you started to care about others."
Qi Yingjun's face was burning with pain.
He suddenly realized that he was not qualified to blame his mother at all.
Because he used to treat Qi Linqing even more.
This day Zhong Chen was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
It happened that Jiang Bai sent him a message and asked him if he wanted to go out to play during the rare holiday of the studio.
Zhong Chen automatically ignored this question and moved on to the next topic.
Zhong Chen: [Do you know how to chat on WeChat? ]
Jiang Bai: [question mark]
Jiang Bai: [Brother Zhong, actually I don’t quite understand what you mean]
Zhong Chen went straight to the point: [I want to chat with Qi Linqing on WeChat, but I don’t know why I find it awkward no matter how I chat]
Jiang Bai: [This is normal, Brother Zhong]
Zhong Chen: [? ]
Jiang Bai: [One slap can't make a sound, you can't just talk, I think Brother Qi is quite dumb, Zhi Huai Qiuwei commented on Tan Huang prying Deng without a mobile phone, he has always used the old little genius phone watch, he must not be very good at separating Typing and chatting on the screen. Why don't you try asking him out? ]
Zhong Chen: [. ]
Zhong Chen: [Except for holidays, I can meet him in the studio every day]
Jiang Bai: [(scratching head.jpg) Oh yes, I forgot, brother Qi is giving you extra lessons day and night every day]
Zhong Chen: [. . ]
Jiang Bai: [Dating outside the school is completely different from that in school. Believe me, Brother Zhong, everyone needs something new. You can choose where he likes]
Zhong Chen: [ok]
Zhong Chen: [I'll try]
Jiang Bai: [I wish you success]
the next day.
Because the variety show was filmed in a courtyard in the city, many paparazzi gathered around here.
The paparazzi have always been supernatural and omnipresent.
Even though the security guards here are strict, they have been everywhere for a long time.
Originally, Qu Wang wanted to focus on secretly taking photos or news about Fu Yingdi and Qi Lele.
Recently, rumors that they are a couple have been uploaded on the Internet.
And Qu Wang's keen sense of the entertainment industry also let him smell gossip.
But after squatting all night, Qu Wang never thought of it.
The first thing he photographed was not Fu Yingdi and others, but a more controversial character—Qi Linqing.
At six o'clock in the morning, Tiantian was just about to light up, and the azure blue was dotted with white light.
Their group of paparazzi squatting are dozing off.
Qu Wang was also very sleepy at the time, his head was nodding, just like the arm of the electric lucky cat at the entrance of the restaurant that kept shaking.
He just opened his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see a familiar figure panicking from his face.
The teenager was wearing black sports cropped pants and short sleeves, and his steps overlapped, not fast but steady. That profile face was extremely dazzling under the dim light of the morning glow.
For Qu Wang, the important thing is not to meet a handsome guy who is running and exercising in the morning.
The important thing is that the other party is someone he knows - Qi Linqing! !
Qu Wang couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear in shock, he was dumbfounded.
However, the knee-jerk reaction cultivated by the paparazzi for many years allowed him to pick up the camera with his hand before his brain, and captured the scene where the other party was running.
Qu Wang looked down at the finished photo and was even more stunned.
It's just a casual shot, like a refined idol drama shot.
Such a peerless handsome guy has not entered the entertainment industry yet? !
Qu Wang quickly sent the photo to the company.
As a result, the photo taken at six o'clock was on the top of the hot search at nine o'clock in the morning.
[What? ! ]
[How did I not know that Qi Linqing also participated in "Poverty in the Countryside"]
[The list of guests announced on the program group does not include him]
[I only see Fu Hanri, Qi Lele...plus him, what the hell is going on in this issue]
[I jio that Qi Linqing may be a mysterious guest invited by the program group, that is, the kind whose identity will not be disclosed for the time being]
[I also]
[I also]
[ahh so looking forward to]
[I finally waited until Qi Linqing entered the entertainment circle]
[Career fans shed tears]
[HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA]
[writer of sensational headlines]
[I was drawn in by the title]
[These legs are really beautiful. It is white and long, is it really something that boys can have?]
[envious woo woo woo]
[A girl in me is not as good-looking as his legs]
[I want to see the face]
[The profile is so amazing]
[I feel that Qi Linqing has grown up, he is completely different from the temperament in the deformation meter now]
[]agree! ! !
[etc]
[Didn't it mean that Qi Linqing was going to study art and enter the studio? ]
[Why did he appear here to record the show? ]
[The sisters upstairs are so naive]
[The news is released that he is going to take the art exam to take the university, do you really believe it? ]
[Qi Linqing is so good-looking, the entertainment industry is his final destination]
[Painting works so hard to earn a little money. He might as well get into the circle, accepting advertisements every minute, raking in tens of millions like Qi Lele]
[Seconded! ! ! ]
[In the entertainment industry, yyds may even wait until Qi Linqing opens Weibo... ]
[I am dead]
[Online begging for this kind of photo Modo Modo]
[Paparazzi rush! ! I am willing to give you money (dog head)]
…
As soon as this hot search came out, the crew of "Poverty in the Pastoral" next door was stunned.
Why was Qi Linqing photographed by paparazzi nearby
They didn't invite each other at all!
But Qi Linqing himself was unaware of this.
It was exactly seven o'clock when he returned from his run. After taking a shower and eating breakfast, he sat at the dining table and browsed the art news on the Internet.
This is what Qi Linqing learned only recently.
WeChat pops up a new message.
Zhong Chen: [Are you free in the afternoon]
Life is like tea: [Yes, what's wrong? ]
Zhong Chen: [Do you want to go to Antique Street, I want to buy paintings]
Qi Linqing is typing.
A new message popped up on the phone,
Zhong Chen: [You are so good at traditional Chinese painting, can you give me a reference, I will treat you to dinner tonight]
Life is like tea: [Yes]
After Qi Linqing replied the message, he ate the last porridge in the bowl.
When he picked up the phone again, he found that more than 20 messages had popped up crazily.
Du Yuanbai: [! ! ! ! ]
Du Yuanbai: [Brother, you are on the trending search again]
Du Yuanbai: [Running early in the morning, you are too good. I finally know why your abs appeared out of thin air]
Life is like tea: [? ]
Qi Linqing was at a loss, what does this have to do with his running
Qi Linqing counted the "hot searches on Weibo" taught by Jindu Yuanbai, and browsed down.
Just see the bottom page.
#琼林清疑着参考参考着“农场穷居” Variety Show, Running at Six in the Morning to Show off Her Beautiful Legs#
Qi Linqing: "..."
The author has something to say: Riwan: From getting started to giving up
light a cigarette
Really drained, not a drop left