Chu Qin was stunned for a moment. He didn't pay attention to who was using the recording studio. Seeing that it was Chen Jiming, he smiled gently: "I said whose voice is so nice, so it's Ji Ming."
The original Chen Jiming was just joking and polite, and if he really wanted to follow these words, he would lose his share. Chu Qin said this not only to praise him, but also to show that he was just passing by. People who are narcissistic will understand this sentence as "I was attracted by this beautiful voice and stopped."
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the smile on Chen Jiming's face deepened a bit: "It's rare for Brother Qin to come over and give me guidance?" After saying this, he turned his eyes to Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin.
Chen Jiming is a newcomer who has just recruited. He has a talk show and is scheduled for the four o'clock in the afternoon. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a tasteless show that fills the gap, and not many people watch it. But for a freshman who has just graduated, this treatment is already very good.
Seeing him looking at Zhong Yibin, Chu Qin said, "Ah, you may not be familiar with him. This is Mr. Zhong from the prosperous world. He came to inspect the work today."
"Mr. Zhong." Chen Jiming reached out and wanted to shake hands with Zhong Yibin.
Zhong Yibin stretched out his hand to shake him and released it, and said, "We still have something to do, let's go first." After saying that, he turned and left. Chu Qin smiled at Chen Jiming and followed.
The smile on Chen Jiming's face quickly disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes as he looked at the direction Zhong Yibin was leaving. This Mr. Zhong is really interesting. It was obvious that his mother had introduced him to him when he first came. I came to expect Zhong Yibin to say something they had met, which surprised Chu Qin, but this person actually pretended not to know each other!
"He's Director Chen's son," Chu Qin took Zhong Yibin to another recording studio, talking about Chen Jiming as he walked, "You told me last month that he didn't want to reveal his identity for the time being. You have to rely on your own strength to climb up." So he pretended not to know, and introduced them to them.
Zhong Yibin nodded clearly, but he didn't take it seriously. The man didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp. How could he really be the kind of stunned youth who simply wanted to climb up by strength.
"Let's not talk about him, what do you want to eat at night? Let's eat outside." Chu Qin stopped outside the No. 2 recording studio and turned to ask him.
Zhong Yibin thought about it and said, "Eat hot pot."
Chu Qin nodded, pulled Zhong Yibin, found the money for the show just recorded, and thanked him: "Brother Qian, you are tired. Are you free tonight? Please eat hot pot."
"It's okay to have a meal, but why do you want to eat hot pot in the summer?" Qianliang twitched the corners of his mouth, how could anyone invite someone to eat and decide what to eat first.
"Hotpot is only eaten in summer! It's like eating popsicles in winter, it's so cool!" Chu Qin said with a smile.
Qianliang didn't want to eat hot pot at all, but looking at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin, he swallowed the objection. It's rare to have dinner with President Zhong, so let's just have hot pot.
An hour later, the three sat in the famous "Big Fish Hot Pot Restaurant". The air-conditioning in the store is full, and the weather is like a fire outside, and the house is actually a little cold.
I ordered a mandarin duck pot with nine grids, and the bottoms of the nine grids are different. Chu Qin took the menu, ordered the super fat beef, crispy hairy belly that Zhong Yibin likes to eat, and the restaurant's signature dish "spicy fish", and handed the menu to Qianliang.
The old man for many years, Qianliang is not welcome, he ordered all kinds of balls he likes, beef balls, fish balls, scallop balls...
The waiter finally read the tablet computer to confirm the menu, and Zhong Yibin suddenly said, "Add a shrimp slip."
Chu Qin was stunned and looked at Zhong Yibin in disbelief.
"Mr. Zhong still remembers that Xiao Chu likes to eat shrimp slippery!" Qian Liang smiled and drank the sour plum soup.
"Well," Zhong Yibin responded, picking up the pot of ice-cold sour plum soup to fill up Chu Qin, "Just remember this one."
Chu Qin took a sip of the sour plum soup, which was sweet and sour, just like his mood at the moment.
Eating hot pot in the summer, grilling with the air conditioner on the fire, eating beer and singing songs, is indeed a great joy in life. The three of them were sweating profusely after eating, and they were very comfortable.
Because he had to drive and couldn't drink beer, Chu Qin held up the sour plum soup to clink glasses with Qianliang: "Brother Qian, brother was in trouble last week, thanks to your help."
Qianliang bumped into him and said, "You're welcome, someday if I have something to do, I have to rely on you to top the tank! It's just a lot of pressure, I'm afraid I'll screw it up for you."
Chu Qin ran to Qianliang's side to sit, and the two brought up the sour plum soup and touched each other, asking Zhong Yibin to take a photo. Find the beauty tool, one-click beauty, look back and forth to see that nothing strange is in the mirror, and then post it on Weibo.
Chu Qin V: Thank you Qian brother for taking the class last week, please eat hot pot @ Qian Mi Grain Oil V Qian Liang immediately forwarded this article and responded.
Qianmi Cereals and Oils V: [rolling eyes] You should treat me to a coffin meal!
After the program aired last week, many people said Qianliang had a coffin face. At this time, he came out to make fun of himself, but he seemed generous and funny. Soon, netizens said, "Brother You sits with our little kisses, and his face looks more like a coffin!"
This one was quickly approved of the most popular comment, and Qian Liang rolled his eyes angrily. Chu Qin couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, he comforted him: "They're just kidding, they don't look alike at all."
Zhong Yibin leaned over to Chu Qin's shoulder and glanced at his phone: "This topic is very interesting, why not make it a hit?"
Is fried coffin face popular? Qianliang was stunned by Mr. Zhong's shocking marketing strategy.
"Don't make trouble, hahahaha!" Chu Qin thought that Zhong Yibin was telling a joke, and laughed even harder, "Hahaha, oops, my ribs."
Zhong Yibin quickly hugged him and told him not to move around and hurt his bones. Chu Qin simply leaned on him and shuddered with laughter. Even more heartbroken, Qianliang ate five beef balls in anger.
Before he got home in the evening, Mr. Liang sent the outline of the station. Chu Qin looked at it and had to admire Mr. Liang's talent. Not only did he cut out the game items of vigorous exercise, but also let him rest as much as possible through fun role-playing. When Chu Qin got home, he called Teacher Liang back.
"Your idea is absolutely brilliant. I'll discuss the details with you tomorrow." Chu Qin pinched the printed table and looked at the billboard across the street from the balcony.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you." Teacher Liang readily agreed.
After hanging up, Chu Qin was already staring at the billboard in a daze. In the advertisement, it was Mu Chen in a suit. The huge electronic screen covered half of the building, which was particularly conspicuous in the city at night.
"Who is that man?" Zhong Yibin floated over and hugged him from behind with a slightly unhappy tone.
"Mu Chen, he's an actor." Chu Qin leaned back on Zhong Yibin lazily.
The sour bubble that came out because Chu Qin stared at the picture of the strange man in a daze, was instantly punctured by this action, Zhong Yibin calmly stabilized his body, and looked at the man opposite him with him. Well, the eyebrows are deep, the facial features are distinct, and the appearance is okay.
"I haven't seen Mu Chen for a while," Chu Qin said to himself, "I was thinking, recording a show with Mu Chen this week... Oops, what time is it?"
Halfway through the conversation, Chu Qin suddenly remembered something else, and looked down at his phone. It was already 8:30 in the evening, and it would be difficult to call people later. After sending Zhong Yibin to take a shower, Chu Qin sat down on the swing chair on the balcony and dialed an unfamiliar number to go out.
The sour bubbles in Zhong Yibin's heart began to grow again. He squatted at Chu Qin's feet and refused to leave, determined to eavesdrop on the contents of the call.
Chu Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could he have eavesdropped so openly? Just as he was about to coax him to leave, the phone over there was already connected.
"Hello, who is it?" A deep and magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone, Zhong Yibin's eyes widened, he really called a wild man!
"Mr. Zhong, I'm Chu Qin." Chu Qin avoided a hand who was trying to grab the phone.
Zhong Yibin was a little puzzled when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone. When he heard the name "Mr. Zhong", he frowned and said to Chu Qin with his mouth, "Why are you calling my brother?"
Chu Qin said to him with his mouth: "Sue!" Then he pointed to the small stool three steps away from his feet, and motioned for Zhong Yibin to stay.
Zhong Yibin got up obediently, but Chu Qin ignored him and concentrated on talking to the elder brother of the Zhong family. First, I gave a general description of Zhong Yibin's condition in the past few days, and then asked about his condition.
Zhong Jiabin said a moment, as if he was signaling the others in the room to go out. After waiting for about five seconds, he spoke again: "The doctor's conclusion is that the memory area is slightly damaged. After testing, it will not affect future memory. , but the previous bad recovery."
This is like a hard disk that is forced to empty its contents, but the operating system is normal, so it does not affect future use, but the files on it disappear. As for why you can still remember Chu Qin...
"Probably an emergency backup or a backup in another memory area before." The elder brother of the Zhong family relayed the doctor's words intact, without any emotional inclination, but made Chu Qin's eyes red.
On the other end of the phone, Zhong Jiabin, who was still on a business trip, took a look at the itinerary: "I'll go back this Friday, why don't we meet up? I'll give you the case, and you'll take him for a review next week."
"That's great." Chu Qin was very grateful for the trust of the elder brother of the Zhong family. After sniffing, he turned his head and saw that Zhong Yibin had moved the small bench to his feet at some point, and the big one sat on the wooden bench in the shape of a small apple, staring at him without blinking.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
"Memory Pie vs Lies Zombies"
Brain: There is a wave of false memory invasion ahead
Mother Zhong: (Fiancee's iron bucket on top of her head) I'm ing~
Two Pies Nut Wall: Ah, they're eating my ass QAQ
Qinqin's little spray mushroom: Don't be afraid, I'll protect you, biubiu~
Big Brother Sunflower: = = (silently provides sunlight nourishment)