The ranks of the last two have risen a lot, and looking at the time, it has been almost two hours. Sheng Qiao thought of Mother Qiao in his heart, and got up to say goodbye to Horch.
He sent her to the door and confessed quietly: "If you haven't come back, don't wait."
"Yeah! Horch bye bye, rest early!"
He nodded.
He didn't close the door until Sheng Qiao turned and disappeared into the path in front of the house. The room became quiet again. It was obvious that she was not noisy when she was there, and even when she talked to him, she was cautiously flattering.
He turned on the TV and watched it for a while, after watching Sheng Qiao's "Road to Xuanzang" through the play just now, he finally went upstairs to sleep.
Some boring Buddhist art documentaries, she didn't expect she would like it.
Over there, the lights finally came on in Qiao's room.
Sheng Qiao thought for a while, and finally summoned the courage to knock on the door.
It was Qiao’s nanny Zhang Ma who opened the door. She looked at the strange face at the door and asked: "Who are you looking for, girl?"
Sheng Qiao said: "I'm looking for Qiao Yu."
When Zhang Ma saw that it was so late, it was another girl who was looking for Qiao Yu. The look in her eyes suddenly changed. Qiao Yu came downstairs and asked, "Mother Zhang, who is it?"
Mother Zhang turned around: "I'm looking for you!"
Qiao Yu walked two steps to the door, and when he saw Sheng Qiao, his eyes were staring, "Why are you here?" After the words fell, he quickly said: "Come in, Zhang Ma, pour a cup of hot water, it's strangely cold outside. of."
Zhang Ma agreed, and Sheng Qiao walked in, looking at the familiar environment, her eyes were a little sore, biting her tongue to hold back. Qiao Yu invited her to sit down in the living room and looked at her a few times, thinking that she was here for an appointment.
"The program is already going. This process will be very slow. Don't worry."
Sheng Qiao nodded, and in order not to arouse suspicion, he made an excuse: "I just happened to be here to do something, thinking that you don't need to go there tomorrow and sign the documents on the way."
Qiao Yu said, "But the file is in the company."
Sheng Qiao: "..."
She took the water poured by Zhang's mother, thanked him, looked upstairs, and asked hesitantly: "I... how is your mother? Is it better?"
Qiao Yu said: "It's okay. She has trouble with her legs and feet. She accidentally fell from the wheelchair in the morning and has already been treated."
Sheng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she wanted to see her mother with her own eyes, she was inconvenient to raise her identity now. After chatting with Qiao Yu, she was about to get up and say goodbye. As soon as she walked to the door and was still changing shoes, there was a sudden noise from upstairs.
Mother Qiao walked to the railing at the entrance of the building by herself pushing the wheelchair, and asked gently, "Are there any guests at home?"
Sheng Qiao's tears burst into his eyes.
She turned her back quickly, quickly wiped a tear, squeezed her fist to stabilize her emotions, and then turned her head to greet: "Hello, auntie."
Qiao Yu introduced: "Mom, this is my client, Sheng Qiao."
Mother Qiao looked at the girl at the door from a distance, not able to see her appearance clearly, but somehow she felt very kind, and she reprimanded Qiao Yu warmly: "I don't want to say a word to me when the guest comes, I'm not good at greeting."
When Sheng Qiao saw that she was going to take the elevator down, he hurriedly said: "Auntie, I have to leave beforehand, and I will visit you next time."
She was not ready yet, for fear that seeing Mother Qiao up close would cause her emotions to be uncontrollable.
Mother Qiao looked at the wall clock on the wall, and when she saw that it was too early, she nodded: "That's it, be careful on the road. Qiao Yu, you send it to Miss Sheng."
Qiao Yu responded and sent Sheng Qiao out. Seeing her in the night with her shoulders lowered and her head down, she was just walking forward, not understanding why she suddenly felt so depressed.
After thinking about it, he grabbed Sheng Qiao who was still going out: "I'll drive you off. It's so late, so it's not easy to take a taxi."
He suddenly remembered that Sheng Qiao had no money and no car.
Sheng Qiao was not polite with him, followed him to the garage and drove on the road. The aromatherapy used in the car was the agarwood she used to buy him. Qiao is gone, who bought these for him
The more I thought about it, the more sad I was, and I started to cry in the back seat.
Qiao Yu: "..."
He understood that she was under too much pressure recently, so she had to comfort her: "Sheng Qiao, now both the law and the public opinion are on your side, everything is going in a good direction, you... don’t be too pressured, it will be fine. Got up."
She choked while crying: "What's the use?"
What's the use, her own world, nothing but Horch is gone.
Qiao Yu is usually a fool and is not good at comforting people. At this moment, there is really no way to do this. He can only step on the accelerator and increase the horsepower to quickly send Sheng Qiao home.
She slept very badly that night. She had many dreams, and when she finally woke up, they all disappeared into bubbles, and she didn't even remember the dream itself.
After washing and eating breakfast, first went to the place where Qiao Yu had an appointment to sign the documents, and then dragged his luggage to the airport.
On a private trip, no one paid attention to her in the rush of the airport, but she was asked to remove her sunglasses and mask when she passed the security check. Fortunately, there were not many people in line. The staff who verified the identity obviously recognized her, but they adhered to professional ethics. Just nodded and smiled at her.
Can't afford the VIP, can't afford the first class, Sheng Qiao found the position of the economy class, the earphones turned his head and he didn't take off the sunglasses during the whole journey.
After getting off the plane, I showed the taxi driver the address, and went around for two hours before finally reaching the destination.
It is a small town similar to the fringe of urban and rural areas.
The buildings on both sides of the asphalt road are self-built. The heights of the buildings are uneven. Some are made of white glazed tiles and some are directly brick walls. Sheng Qiao looked for it all the way compared to the address on the phone, and finally saw a bungalow decorated with rolling shutters.
Sheng Qiao's home.
It was dinner time, when the smell of vegetables came from the small kitchen, Sheng Qiao stood at the door, took a deep breath, and finally said, "Mom, I'm back."
There was a sound inside, and there was a light from the door, and then there was the sound of wheels running across the ground. A woman in a wheelchair came out of the kitchen and looked at her with surprise: "Jojo, you are back."
Sheng Qiao's eyes froze, his gaze swept across the woman's face, and finally landed on the empty trouser leg of her left leg.
Gao Meiling's words sounded in her mind: Your disabled mother.
Both of her mothers are in wheelchairs.
She closed her eyes, suppressed her tears, and held out a smile: "Yes, nothing happened recently. Come back and see you, Mom, I miss you so much."
She leaned over and hugged her.
The woman was so happy that her eyes were red, "It just so happened that my mother cooked the dinner and it was just in time. Wait a while, and my mother will fry two more dishes that you love."
Sheng Qiao happily agreed, put down his luggage and tied up his hair, and went to the kitchen to help Sheng's mother wash the vegetables.
The town where Sheng Mu lives is remote. It was the year when Sheng Qiao signed with Xingyao. Gao Meiling helped to find a new home in a new environment. No one here knows that this woman selling handmade insoles belongs to the female star Sheng Qiao. Mother.
Sheng Qiao rarely goes out. Most of the time, she stays in a small room to read those old books. Sometimes someone comes to the store to buy insoles. She also wears a mask to go out to receive. Everyone knows that it is Sheng’s mother’s daughter who has come back. It is a sign that the girl is true, and the days can be described as very leisurely.
But this kind of leisure time only lasted for less than a week, Sheng Qiao received Fang Bai's call, and he didn't know whether he was happy or anxious.
"Sister Qiao Qiao, where are you? Sister Gao asked me to pick you up and said... that I had arranged a job for you."
"Huh?" Sheng Qiao sat up from the bed and pulled off the curling iron, "What's the job?"
"I've picked up a variety show for you, and it will start recording tomorrow morning."
Is Gao Meiling sick? Will you pick her up when she's all like this
Sheng Qiao calmly said, "I'm in my hometown, wait a moment, I'll call and ask."
She dialed Gao Meiling's phone.
She seemed to guess that she would call, but she answered very quickly, her tone no longer had the confrontation of the previous day, and she said quietly: "As long as the court's verdict does not come down, you will still be an artist of Xingyao, and you have the right to Fulfill the obligations in the contract."
Sheng Qiao understood what she meant.
Xingyao can't let the company lose money. Since public opinion and law are no longer dominant, the contract must be used to squeeze Sheng Qiao's final value.
At this rush hour, Sheng Qiao’s price will only be high, whether it’s the variety show himself or the program group that Xingyao takes the initiative to contact.
At this time, there is no need to confront Xing Yao again, so as not to jump over the wall in a hurry. After finishing the last order, I left unrestrainedly.
Sheng Qiao smiled: "Okay, let Fang Bai come to pick me up tomorrow morning. Now that the work has started, the assistant and makeup artist have to return it to me?"
Gao Meiling's tone is cold: "Indoor variety shows, the program group requires no personal assistant, you can handle it yourself."
He hung up the phone when he finished speaking.
Sheng Qiao rolled her eyes at the phone, and Sheng mother outside called her: "Qiao Qiao, it's time to eat."
"Come on."
During the meal, Sheng Qiao told Sheng’s mother that she would go back to work in the afternoon. Although Sheng’s mother was reluctant to give up, she had always supported her daughter’s career. Two pockets of salted duck eggs and sauerkraut pickled at home.
The food could not be on the plane, and Sheng Qiao had to do another consignment, but she didn't find it bothersome at all. Mom’s love for her daughter can still be felt even if she changes her soul.
Early the next morning, Fang Bai knocked on the door on time.
Sheng Qiao put on half of his makeup, opened the door and saw the breakfast he was holding, and was happy to take it over: "I knew you would buy it for me, but I didn't make it."
During breakfast, he introduced this variety show to Sheng Qiao.
"It's called "24 Hours of Living Together". The shooting time is 20 days. There are a total of six guests. You will have to live together for these 20 days. Sister Qiao Qiao, bring more clothes. The weather is getting colder and colder."
Sheng Qiao nodded and asked, "Who are the other five people?"
"The program team didn't say it. I only found out when I arrived at the scene." Fang Bai hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Also, sister Qiao Qiao, this time the program is broadcast simultaneously 24 hours a day, and the program will start to be broadcast on the platform when it arrives. NS."
"Is that amazing?" Sheng Qiao was speechless, turning on the computer.
This indoor variety show, which uses a live broadcast as a gimmick, has been preheated online for more than two months, and has yet to announce the guests of the program. The online platform has opened a live broadcast column with a live broadcast countdown, but the number of reservations is still less than 100,000.
At first glance, it's a variety show with no enthusiasm. Guess you also know that the company can't let her go to high-traffic and high-visibility shows, it's best to be tired and pay a lot of money.
"In addition, the program group will release an edited version every Saturday, just like a normal variety show, for those who don't have time to watch the live broadcast."
Sheng Qiao said he understood.
I didn’t know how long to go before. After breakfast, she packed her bags again, thinking about the urinary sex of the variety show in the past two years. After that, she may have to rely on herself for clothing, food, housing and transportation. She only brought a few sets of clothes to change and wash, and the rest were all necessities of life. , And finally stuffed ten salted duck eggs in.
Three hours later, the car drove to a very remote area in the suburbs.
There are newly opened real estates nearby, and there are still many projects under construction, and some real estates have already been delivered, but the occupancy rate is extremely low, and the surrounding green environment is good, but it is sparsely populated and appears to be a little barren.
The shooting room was a two-story single-family courtyard rented by the program team. When I got to the door, I saw an elevated camera and staff. Sheng Qiao dragged his luggage out of the car, and soon the director of the director team came up and introduced himself: "Hello Sheng Qiao, I am the chief director Chengfeng."
Sheng Qiao shook hands with him politely, and Chengfeng said: "After entering that door, the show will begin to be recorded. You are the second one to arrive."
Sheng Qiao nodded, then turned around and said to Fang Bai who looked worried: "You go back."
Fang Bai looked like a little daughter-in-law, watching her drag her luggage and push the door in before finally getting into the car.