Qin Qing didn't feel happy, but felt complicated in her heart.
Theoretically, he is a Yangou, Yangou is born to like to lick his face, and it just so happens that Su Zhihe seems to grow in his aesthetics, which is exactly his taste.
But in fact, Qin Qing doesn't like to have too much physical contact with people, and the physical eye contact is not very good either.
What's more, Su Zhihe is a man of the same gender.
However, Su Zhihe's figure was impartial, which happened to be in the heart of Qin Qing's aesthetics.
So Qin Qing's heart has been looking at it or not, swinging back and forth between whether it looks good or not.
Commonly known as Schrödinger's "seeing".
suffocating.
The point is, in this room, it's not that Qin Qing can't see it if he doesn't want to—Su Zhihe's presence is too strong to be ignored.
It doesn't matter if you lie on the side, but you still have to flip through the book while lying on your stomach, and chat with Qin Qing at the same time.
"I think you can basically do the questions, and you have a solid foundation. It shouldn't be a problem to get 985 in the exam next year."
Qin Qing: Boss, can we talk after putting on our clothes
Qin Qing looked down at the book: "Yes."
Su Zhihe leaned over, breathing heavily on his face, his voice was so sticky that it seemed to be wet: "What are you looking at?"
Qin Qing had a set of simulation questions under his arm.
Su Zhihe's shadow landed on the test book: "Finished?"
finished.
Qin Qing didn't speak, and raised his head to look back at Su Zhihe at a close distance, which meant it was self-evident that he wanted to read a book.
Su Zhihe tactfully stepped aside, instead of continuing to lie on his stomach, he went to sit on the sofa by the table.
As soon as he got out of the way, Qin Qing felt that the air was fresh and natural, not so suffocating.
The night is outside the window, and the stream of light is inside the window. The two figures sitting quietly are clearly reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
I don't know how long the time passed, Qin Qing seemed to have finished reading, and unconsciously let out a light breath.
Su Zhihe knew that this meant that he could relax after a round of review, so he looked up and motioned to the dining table: "There are fruits."
Qin Qing: "Don't eat, I'm too full at night."
Cui Huohuo ordered crayfish at night, together with Yu Long, the three had a great meal.
Su Zhihe's hair was naturally air-dried in the air-conditioned room, and it fell softly on his head. He leaned casually on the sofa and looked casual. He looked the most relaxed, showing a bit of laziness.
He chatted with Qin Qing and took the initiative to ask Yu Long. He heard that Yu Long only got along with a well-known actor in the end, and he was puzzled "why didn't this iron become steel?"
Qin Qing said: "You can't blame him, the main environment is not good."
Su Zhihe asked: "How bad is it?"
Qin Qing thought for a while, and asked first: "What do the artists who are selected now usually do?"
Su Zhihe: "Singing, releasing albums, commercials, variety shows, TV stations."
Qin Qing sat behind the table, leaning back, leaning on the back: "At that time, almost all the draftees went to filming."
Su Zhihe snorted softly: "What about the filming of the talent show, what about the professional class?" What about the newcomers who are suitable for filming and take the road of filming
Qin Qing used a very cruel word: "lift the shoes."
Whoever is popular will have traffic, and the resources will be given to whom. No popularity, no traffic, no fans? No matter how good your acting skills are and how suitable you are for filming, in the eyes of capital, you can only give shoes to traffic coffee.
Su Zhihe raised his eyebrows: "In other words, Yu Long can still be serious about filming in the future, so he is already doing well."
Qin Qing nodded, yes.
Su Zhihe sneered, if this is the case, the development behind this circle is simply pathological.
Talking here, Su Zhihe couldn't help being curious about Qin Qing's previous work, and said teasingly: "Yu Long didn't get ahead later on, you seem to feel sorry for him. Since you all appreciate it so much, why didn't you sign him?"
It's a pity, Qin Qing admits this, but when it comes to signing someone, Qin Qing also said honestly: "He doesn't make money."
Su Zhihe couldn't help but laugh.
This sentence "he doesn't make money", in just four words, clearly outlines a stroke in the image.
——Su Zhihe used to have difficulty imagining what Qin Qing would be like after thirty. Recently, he has been able to see from Qin Qing the shadow of his previous life as President Qin.
If you don't make money, you won't sign it no matter how much you appreciate it
realistic enough.
Su Zhihe smiled and said, "Don't worry, I made a lot of money."
Qin Qing sat up, stacked the books, put the pen on the top of the book, and teased: "I used to be the boss, but now you are the boss. I can't get the boss's commission."
Su Zhihe was half joking and half serious: "Take it, as much as you want, I'll give it to you."
Qin Qing smiled: "I'll take a commission, so Mr. Xiang will be blown up."
Su Zhihe: "He can't blow it up, I'm the boss, I have the final say."
Qin Qing got up and asked Boss Su who "has the final say", "I've finished reading the book now, can I go?"
Su Zhihe also stood up: "Leave after reading, use your boss's place as a library?"
Qin Qing raised her chin and gestured to Su Zhihe: "No one in the library wears that."
The two talked to each other, back and forth, walking towards the door while talking.
Qin Qing is in a good mood. Today's work is done, the book is finished, and I ate crayfish in the evening, chatting and joking, and playing cards when I go back.
Su Zhihe is also in a good mood.
Especially when he found that Qin Qing's eyes would flicker and avoid him when he looked at him, he felt better.
—A straight man would not behave like this.
The fact that Qin Qing may not be a straight man is more pleasing than the box office of 1.5 billion.
Thinking about it, I feel that it is normal for Qin Qing to be a straight man, after all, he has been in the entertainment circle.
Walking to the door, in order to see Qin Qing's reaction again, Su Zhihe deliberately raised his arms high and propped them against the door frame. His waist and abdomen were elongated, his body stretched, and he had a shape that even a straight man of steel could not refuse. .
Qin Qing glanced, and sincerely suggested: "Put on your clothes."
Su Zhihe raised his eyebrows to see what he would say.
Qin Qing: "The air conditioner is cold, don't catch cold, and be careful of diarrhea."
"..."
Su Zhihe silently put a big question mark on the three words "not straight" in his mind.
—
Within a few days, Yu Long's role ended, and he finished and left.
Before leaving, they specially arranged a table of hot pot, and only invited Su Zhihe, Qin Qing, Cui Huohuo, and Yu Long's cousin as companions.
The cousin boiled the meat and poured bitter water.
"This business is so fucking hard."
"Squatting there every day pretending to be a grandson."
Cui Huohuo talked eloquently based on his experience: "If you are bored, you can run away." Boss Su has taught that life matters, and people come first.
Cousin: "It doesn't matter if you ran away, your big boss is there, no one dares to do anything. We can't."
Cousin gave an example: "One time, when I participated in an event, I usually borrowed the clothes I wore. How did I borrow them, and why did I return them to him? I insisted on saying where the clothes are. gone."
Cousin: "I'm still fucking stupid, I really thought I was going to accompany you, but later I found out, it's for those who are in charge of borrowing clothes, and those who take clothes and give them away, and give them favors."
Cui Huohuo was taken aback, borrowing clothes? No matter what the occasion, his boss always owns his clothes and never borrows them.
Even if it is sent by the brand side to participate in the event and walk on the red carpet, the brand side will directly give it to the boss afterwards. There is no such thing as a piece of clothing being taken away.
Of course, Cui Huohuo also knew that the fact that they didn't exist here didn't mean that other people didn't exist.
Boss Su has always been a unique existence in the entertainment industry.
Cui Huohuo asked naively: "Then you gave the money?"
Cousin: "Give him a head, but if he didn't, I asked him to sue me with his clothes."
Cui Huohuo gave a thumbs up.
Qin Qing, who had been silent all this time and was eating hot-boiled meat, said: "Borrowed from the store?"
Generally, there are two kinds of clothes to borrow, one is to ask the brand to borrow directly, and the other is to collect various brands and styles of "rental stores".
Rental shops generally do not have new seasons and new products. There are more current seasons and past seasons. In addition to clothes, there are also trousers, shoes and hats, and jewelry.
For some special occasions, ordinary artists can't figure out the clothes, so they borrow or rent them from the store.
It should be this kind of thing that Yu Long borrowed.
Yu Long: "Yes."
Qin Qing: "There are a few stores that are very formal, and this kind of thing is unlikely to happen. I will tell you the name of the store later, and you can go find it yourself."
"Really? That's great!" My cousin was pleasantly surprised, thinking that Qin Qing belonged to Su Zhihe, and the store Qin Qing mentioned might be the store that Su Zhihe had worked with before, so it must be reliable.
of course not.
It was a rental shop that Qin Qing had worked with in his previous life.
Two of them opened very early. Although Qin Qing doesn't know where those stores are now, nor does he have the current contact information, but he still remembers the name of the store and the owner.
Cousin can find out by asking around in the circle.
These inside stories are not clear to others, but Su Zhihe understands, silently glanced at Qin Qing, with a vague smile on his lips.
Qin Qing sat next to him, was stared at with a smile, and looked back at each other:
What are you laughing at
It's nothing, it's just that everyone doesn't know, and only he knows, it's wonderful.
Su Zhihe brought food to Qin Qing: "Eat meat."
At the end of the hot pot, my cousin went out to pay the bill, Cui Huohuo and Yu Long got together to play games, Qin Qing was finishing the last plate of beef, Su Zhihe lazily leaned back in his chair.
Maybe it was too much time, or maybe it was out of caring for the younger generation, Su Zhihe asked Yu Long: "What kind of movie will you be filming next?"
Yu Long followed Qin Qing and Cui Huohuo for a few days, and he was no longer as fearful of Boss Su as he was before. He didn't put down the game, and replied: "An ancient costume, it will be half a month later."
Su Zhihe: "Yes."
Yu Long thought that Su Zhihe would say something else, so he raised his eyes and saw that Su Zhihe had nothing to say, so he looked away and continued playing the game.
After hitting for a while, Su Zhihe still had a lazy posture and a lazy tone, but said, "Xiang Xun will contact you after a while."
Yu Long raised his head suddenly: "?"
Qin Qing also realized something, and turned to look at Su Zhihe.
Su Zhihe was unhurried, with a chopstick rest from the hot pot restaurant in his hand, and told Yu Long: "You are old and not young, and you should focus on your work."
He also said: "Xiang Xun happens to have a few good notebooks in his hand, you and him can pick and choose."
Yu Long was agitated for a moment, moved his body, knocked off a pair of chopsticks on the table in front of him, bent down to pick them up, and already had an expression of disbelief: "Boss Su wants to film a movie for me."
Su Zhihe: "Well, fight for yourself."
Yu Long opened his eyes wide with excitement, and his face was full of surprises. He said "Thank you, Mr. Su" while looking at Qin Qing, and then turned his head and grabbed the arm of Cui Huohuo, who was still concentrating on playing the game: "Mr. Su wants to play for me." Shoot, shoot for me!"
Cui Huohuo was tying his life to the game in his hand. No one cared about him. He was grabbed and shaken, and quickly shouted: "Don't move, don't move, I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
Across the rectangular table, Qin Qing looked at Su Zhihe in surprise.
Su Zhihe brought the water to his face, sipped it behind the glass with a smile, and glanced at Qin Qing. It was the phrase Qin Qing was familiar with: "Who am I doing this for?"
The voice is so low that only Qin Qing can hear it.
Qin was slightly taken aback.
For whom
For whom.
The script is for Yu Long, and the role is also for Yu Long, of course it should be for Yu Long.
But Qin Qing didn't naively and foolishly think that giving to whom is for whom.
For whom
For whom.
Qin Qing said heartily: It's for him again.
Qin Qing was stunned by such an answer, from being slightly stunned to being completely stunned.
They stayed in a daze until the hot pot was over, and a group of people came out of the shop.
Cousin and Cui Huohuo went to get the car together, Yu Long turned and went back to the store to pick up the leftovers, only Su Zhihe wearing a mask and Qin Qing who had been in a daze outside the door.
Finally, Qin Qing stopped being in a daze, turned her head and looked up, silently looking at the man beside her.
The man asked him, "Surprised?"
It's over.
Su Zhihe's expression and half of his face were under the mask, and he said, "Since I thought it was a pity before, and I thought Yu Long was good, why not give it a chance."
Qin Qing felt that there was something wrong with Su Zhihe's words.
It's a pity, he's the one who feels good, the former him, and the present him.
It was not him who gave this opportunity, but Su Zhihe.
Qin Qing heard her own voice: "Why?"
Su Zhihe passed through the mask with a low grin, tilted his head and leaned closer, his voice was in Qin Qing's ear, low and gentle: "To make you happy."