Due to the strong propaganda in the early stage, and the quality itself is really excellent. The box office of "Life and Death" is like riding a rocket, with hundreds of millions of dollars a day going up. This is a miracle that has never happened before in the film industry.
Not only the crew of "Life and Death", but even the melon eaters watched with enthusiasm, and even spontaneously posted on major forums, opening various posts about the box office statistics of "Life and Death", punching in every day, never tired of it.
The voice that said Liu Jia's An Jiang Lang was exhausted had long since disappeared without a trace, and the sunspots were lurking in the deepest depths, never daring to emerge.
However, within half a month of its release, the box office of "Life and Death" has exceeded 4 billion. This number, not to mention other people, even Yu Qinghuan, who had experienced the past life and was mentally prepared for the explosive box office, was surprised.
You know, the last box office of "Life and Death" in the last life was only 5.5 billion. But now, judging by this still ferocious rally, exceeding that number is definitely not a problem.
"How is it, brother is amazing!" Zhao Qingyuan's career took advantage of this shareholder wind to skyrocket, and his worth was close to Qin Zheng. All kinds of big production invitations flew over like snowflakes, but he didn't agree immediately.
On the contrary, as soon as the promotion ended, he ran to Yu Qinghuan's house as soon as possible. "Life and Death" was played by his son, hahaha!"
Yu Qinghuan didn't answer, so he lifted his tail to the sky, and turned the script of "How to Love You" to himself, as if he didn't hear it.
Zhao Qingyuan was used to his attitude and didn't care. He pulled out two simmered wheat from the refrigerator and stuffed them into his mouth, then sat down beside Yu Qinghuan contentedly, and stabbed him with his elbow, "Don't look, hey, let me tell you something serious, my first two God bought Kenn's supercar, the one you endorsed."
"You bought a car again?" Yu Qinghuan looked up from the script and said in disapproval.
Zhao Qingyuan is a car-buying madman, and there are luxury cars parked in the garage at home. But he is lazy, he doesn't drive a car after buying a car, he just looks at it occasionally, it can be said that he is very rich and willful.
"I have to give you some face," Zhao Qingyuan smiled, and when he saw Yu Qinghuan's frown, he hurriedly continued: "And that car is really good-looking, many of my friends outside the circle have already placed orders. ."
What Zhao Qingyuan said is not false. Since Yu Qinghuan endorsed Kenn's Passion series, the sales of Kenn sports cars have increased dramatically, not only in the Passion series, but also with other sports cars!
Yu Qinghuan's popularity seems to be particularly good. Many people said that among so many sports cars, the reason why they chose Kenn was that Yu Qinghuan was the spokesperson.
Some of Zhao Qingyuan's friends are even more so, they don't do business one by one, they go to Yu Qinghuan's Weibo account every day to howl like a little girl, urging him to post Weibo and take selfies. When Yu Qinghuan endorsed a watch, they bought a watch, and when he endorsed a car, he immediately went to buy a car. The star chasing is crazier than anyone else.
He even coerced and lured Zhao Qingyuan to meet Yu Qinghuan through him.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyuan touched the small bottle in his pocket and said to Yu Qinghuan, "It's really strange, how can you be so gay to a straight man!"
He took out the small bottle, smiled lewdly, and stuffed it into Yu Qinghuan's hands, "Indian god oil! I'm enough friends! If I bring it to you, I'll bring it to you!"
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Why is Zhao Qingyuan's loyalty always reflected in this aspect!
"Qingyuan," he took a deep breath, resisting the urge to beat someone, put the bottle of so-called Indian oil aside, and stared at Zhao Qingyuan for a full minute, until he put the so-called Indian oil aside. Looking at Mao Mao, then he said slowly, "Don't you think you pay too much attention to homosexuality?"
Zhao Qingyuan was confused by what he said, and spit out a syllable, "Huh?"
"This," Yu Qinghuan pointed to the small bottle, "Why do you know this kind of thing? There are also those messy videos, I can't find them, where did you get them?"
Zhao Qingyuan swallowed: "This, isn't this very simple..."
Yu Qinghuan clicked his tongue, and that sentence almost scared Zhao Qingyuan into peeing his pants.
"The two of us, I don't know, we thought you were gay."
Zhao Qingyuan: "!!!"
"I don't! Don't talk nonsense! I only like women!" He quickly defended himself. In order to prove his innocence, he was about to let Yu Qinghuan see the pictures of beautiful women saved on his mobile phone, when suddenly there was a crackling sound at the door.
It turned out that Huo Qu came back.
"Why did you come back so early today?" Yu Qinghuan looked at his watch, seeing that it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, he asked suspiciously.
"Vacation." Huo Qu replied to him, nodded to Zhao Qingyuan, bent down and started to change his shoes.
"Huh?" Being interrupted by Huo Qu, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly forgot the panic just now. He looked at Yu Qinghuan in surprise and asked, "Am I blind? Your Huo Qu actually took the initiative to say hello to me?! "
You know, in the past, except for Yu Qinghuan, Huo Qu even liked to ignore his brother, but today he was able to nod to him first! Is he really a man covered in koi? !
Zhao Qingyuan was flattered and waved at Huo Qu, "Professor Huo, how are you?"
"Hello." Huo Qu came over, sat down next to Yu Qinghuan, looked at Zhao Qingyuan, and said seriously, "You are not blind."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Get the fuck moving! Huo Qu really still doesn't deal with him!
On the pretext of going back to try his new car, Zhao Qingyuan didn't stay for a minute, and ran away in a hurry, leaving a two-person world for Yu Qinghuan and Huo Qu.
"Why do you have to take such a long vacation all of a sudden?" Yu Qinghuan asked Huo Qu as he hung up Huo Qu's coat on the hanger.
Huo Qu mentioned this a few days ago, but it happened to be night at that time, and Yu Qinghuan was in a daze and didn't ask much. When I think about it now, I suddenly feel a little strange.
Could it be that Huo Qu wanted to spend more time with him before he joined the crew
Yu Qinghuan waited for a while, didn't hear Huo Qu's answer, couldn't help but turn around, just wanted to ask again, but when he saw what he was holding, he almost jumped up in shock!
When Huo Qu came back suddenly, he had not had time to hide the bottle of Indian God oil, who would have seen him like this!
Fortunately, it was printed in Indian characters, not Chinese characters.
While Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to delay at all, and ran over quickly, reaching out his hand to grab something, but who knew it was avoided by Huo Qu.
"Don't make trouble, give it to me." Yu Qinghuan coughed and said with a guilty conscience: "This is medicine, it's not good if you spill it." No one could understand the words on it, so he was talking nonsense in a serious manner.
Huo Qu stared at the small bottle for a full minute, then raised his head in shock, "Qing Huan, is this what you use?"
"No," Yu Qinghuan was guilty, so he didn't notice his expression. Afraid that Huo Qu would be worried, he didn't dare to take it on himself, so he racked his brains and lied, "That what... Yes, it belongs to Zhao Qingyuan."
"Impossible." Huo Qu retorted him decisively, his face was taut, and he seemed to be a little angry.
"Really." Yu Qinghuan made persistent efforts, trying to throw all the blame on Zhao Qingyuan: "It's him..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Huo Qu's cold voice—
"This product can effectively prolong the time of sex, increase the hardness and length, and help men regain their self-esteem... "
He looked at Yu Qinghuan in disbelief, and continued to read according to the words above, "After applying it for ten minutes, it will not affect the mouth and oral sex? What does this mean?"
Although there are still some parts that I can't understand, Huo Qu already knows the purpose of this thing. How could Zhao Qingyuan carry this kind of thing with him!
Since it's not Zhao Qingyuan's, and it's not used by Qinghuan, then I'm left with myself—
Huo Qu looked at Yu Qinghuan with a hurt face, and couldn't believe that his family Qinghuan not only secretly disliked him, but also bought this kind of thing and planned to use it for him!
"Why do you know Indian characters?" Yu Qinghuan stared at Huo Qu in a stunned manner, never expecting that he could understand the above description! Even for a while, the focus was ignored.
"I've known each other before." Huo Qu pursed his lips and didn't want to talk about this topic. He looked at Yu Qinghuan with a faint gaze, "Qinghuan, do you think I haven't been long enough?"
"No!" Yu Qinghuan finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and suddenly shivered, remembering the fear of being crushed on the bed by Huo Qu in those years, and quickly explained: "Don't think about it, it's really not."
"I don't believe it." Under Yu Qinghuan's terrified eyes, Huo Qu threw the bottle of Indian divine oil back and threw it up directly.
"Huo Qu, calm down," Yu Qinghuan struggled weakly under him, scolding Zhao Qingyuan half to death in his heart.
Come and come! What Indian god oil to bring! ! It just hurts! He will be killed by Huo Qu on the bed! ! !
"Really, it really belongs to Zhao Qingyuan!"
The answer to him was Huo Qu's increasingly fierce kiss.
That night, Huo Qu was completely mad, and Yu Qinghuan felt that he had drained all his more than 20 years of inventory that night, and when he woke up the next morning, he was even walking.
On the other hand, Huo Qu is not only the same as no one, but even has the strength to show a cold face!
This was the first time that Huo Qu was angry with Yu Qinghuan. He pursed his lips, his aura was full, and his dark eyes kept staring at Yu Qinghuan, as if he was going to pounce on him at any time and swallow him.
This made Yu Qinghuan feel frightened. After hurriedly eating breakfast, he crawled out the door, intending to escape to the studio to keep safe. Who knows when he turned around, he found Huo Qu behind him.
"Are you going too?" Yu Qinghuan asked embarrassingly.
"Yeah." Huo Qu grabbed his hand tightly, his face still cold, but his tone was sour: "I won't let you and Qin Zheng be together!"
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Eight hundred years of vinegar! You can still eat it now! Professor Huo, are you really okay? !