Early the next morning, Yu Qinghuan went to the national station, and the receptionist brought him to the conference room very enthusiastically, and asked him to wait for a while, and the person in charge would come over soon.
Yu Qinghuan nodded in understanding, found a seat near the door and sat down.
It happened so suddenly that he still didn't understand what was going on.
In the past, China National Television has also selected many cultural ambassadors, but most of them are very old people with high achievements in art. It's the first time to choose an actor of his level.
Just wondering, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and the person in charge strode in. When he saw Yu Qinghuan, the smile on his face suddenly became extremely bright, "Qinghuan is here, don't stand up, sit down."
It was Zhang Dong who went with him and Zhao Rui to promote the film when he went to Australia City last time.
"Hello." Yu Qinghuan shook his hand and helped him pull out the chair next to him.
He didn't have much contact with Zhang Dong before. He only remembered that he was very official at the time, and he spoke with a high-level look, and he looked down on a young actor like him.
How did the attitude change so fast today? Did something special happen
"Qinghuan, the results of "Life and Death" are good, congratulations." The fat on Zhang Dong's face was crowded into a ball, looking at Yu Qinghuan's eyes with great relief, as if he was looking at his junior, "Entertainment The circle needs talents like you right now."
As he said that, he actually pulled the chair forward, getting closer and closer to Yu Qinghuan.
"Where, you are serious." Yu Qinghuan replied dryly with his smile unchanged.
He was embarrassed by Zhang Dong's enthusiasm and wanted to step back a little, but he couldn't refute his face.
"There are a lot of things to do, but it's not difficult, someone will take you there," Zhang Dong took a sip of water, "I'll tell you the general process later,"
After a pause, his eyes lingered on Yu Qinghuan, and the topic changed: "Qinghuan, you must know that this title of overseas cultural ambassador is not something that anyone can get!"
He stretched out his hand and patted the back of Yu Qinghuan's hand, full of deep meaning.
Yu Qinghuan drew back his hand with a swipe, and his expression immediately cooled down.
He just said what's going on, Zhang Dong, the lover, wants to unspoken rules for him? But it's not right. When Zhang Dong saw him last time, he obviously didn't react. How could he suddenly fall in love with him
Yu Qinghuan frowned slightly, sat a little farther away from Zhang Dong, and forced his disgust to say, "Brother Dong, let's talk about the process first."
Zhang Dong never expected that Yu Qinghuan would not answer the question, he endured and endured, in the end he still endured the words, nodded and said, "Okay. After this matter is confirmed today, we will hold an overseas cultural ambassador award ceremony. , broadcasts at the prime time of National 1. Next, in September or October, I need to go abroad to promote it."
After a pause, he began to speak official again, "This is what I finally won for you. Look, there are so many actors in the entertainment industry, who can get on the national stage? Look..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Qinghuan cut him off, "Thank you for your help." He took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it, "I'm sorry, my manager is looking for me in a hurry, so I'll go out first. trip."
After speaking, stand up and go out.
"Hey, Qing Huan, wait!" Zhang Dong became anxious as soon as he saw that he was going to leave, and hurriedly chased after him to stop him, "Don't leave yet, I have something else to tell you!"
When Yu Qinghuan heard this, his heart suddenly became more vigilant.
Besides the cultural communication ambassador, what else can Zhang Dong do to him? !
He held the door handle, pulled the door open a crack, and said lightly, "Brother, tell me, I'm listening."
"You close the door first," Zhang Dong walked around the corner of the table and walked in front of him, winking at him, "It's hard for others to hear this."
This time, Yu Qinghuan's patience was finally exhausted.
In his last life, he also encountered a lot of this kind of things, and every time he was low and small, he avoided it dangerously and dangerously. But in this life, he didn't intend to hurt himself like this again.
In this world, apart from Huo Qu, nothing can make him compromise!
Yu Qinghuan looked at Zhang Dong coldly, and was about to speak when the girl who had just received him suddenly knocked on the door outside, stuck her head in through the crack of the door, and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother, excuse me. , that... Teacher Cen wants to come over and see Qinghuan."
Zhang Dong was originally a little displeased with her appearance, but he was stunned when he heard the words, "Which teacher Cen?"
The girl said brightly, "Cen Feng, Teacher Cen."
"Hurry up! Let Teacher Cen come in!" Zhang Dong rubbed his hands, and the fat on his excited face trembled. He could hardly wish for a pair of wings to grow from his back and fly directly in front of Cen Feng.
Cen Feng was waiting outside. She was in extremely poor health and was pushed in by a nurse in a wheelchair.
Although he was over sixty years old and still had a sick look on his face, Cen Feng was still beautiful. She was born in dancing, and her figure is very well maintained. Even if she can't move freely now, she can't hide her temperament.
"Yu Qinghuan?" She looked up and found Yu Qinghuan accurately, touched the ring on her finger that was lost and recovered, and smiled at him: "Thank you very much, this ring is more important than life to me."
Cen Feng's husband is notoriously good to her. When Cen Feng was young, she didn't want to have children, for fear of ruining her figure, her husband not only agreed without saying a word, but even had a ligation operation.
One person carried all the pressure from both families just to make his wife happy.
It's a pity that he only lived in his forties, and died of liver cancer, leaving Cen Feng alone in this world, and can only rely on his previous things to support him.
Losing her wedding ring was a huge blow to Cen Feng. If she couldn't find the ring, I'm afraid she would die and couldn't close her eyes.
"It's nothing, Teacher Cen." Facing Cen Feng, Yu Qinghuan's expression finally softened. He knew how precious the things his lover gave, and understood her mentality very well. "Actually, I didn't find the ring alone. Everyone in our crew has contributed to it."
Hearing what he said, the smile on Cen Feng's face softened even more.
She knows very well in her heart that the people around her now are all for her status, and no one really cares about her. Therefore, someone like Yu Qinghuan who helped her but did not take credit for it was very rare for her.
Cen Feng looked up at Yu Qinghuan. All day yesterday, she read all the information about him. It was hard to believe that there would be such a good child in the entertainment industry today, so she couldn't wait to see him today.
It certainly didn't disappoint her.
"This is my number," she handed Yu Qinghuan a simple business card. "You can come and chat with me when you have time. I heard that you like spicy food, and my Sichuan cuisine is pretty good."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and respectfully took the business card.
He thought that Cen Feng would raise the money, and maybe even give him a large amount of resources, and then owe both, but she didn't.
But this is what makes Yu Qinghuan feel comfortable from the inside out.
"Thank you, Teacher Cen, I will go."
Cen Feng smiled and nodded at him, looking at Zhang Dong, "Xiao Zhang, did you just ask Qing Huan for something?"
As early as entering the door, Cen Feng noticed that Yu Qinghuan's face was a little bad, and guessed that something bad might have happened to him. Yu Qinghuan has helped her such a big favor, and she can still stand up for him in this trivial matter.
"No, no," Zhang Dong scratched his head shyly. He was embarrassed to say it, but under Cen Feng's gaze, he gritted his teeth and poured out his thoughts: "Teacher Cen, don't talk about it. Joke, I, I have been very unlucky recently, I just want to get close to Qinghuan and try my luck, by the way... It would be better if he could write a blessing for me."
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
He looked at Zhang Dong in disbelief, "Brother Dong, you just want to tell me about this?"
Zhang Dong was also stunned by his shocked tone, "Yeah, otherwise what else?"
He looked at Yu Qinghuan, who had a black line, and Cen Feng, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly he felt blessed, "Qinghuan, you don't, don't think I want to unspoken rules for you, right?"
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
As far as he is touching his hands, and he is approaching, everyone has to think about this!
Zhang Dong: "I really don't have it! I want unspoken rules and unspoken female stars! Ah bah! No, Mr. Cen, I said the wrong thing, how can I do such a thing! I can't dive into male and female stars!"
An ironic misunderstanding was solved in this way, Cen Feng chatted with Yu Qinghuan for a while, and then left the stage.
Yu Qinghuan stayed in the stage for a day, busy running various programs, and didn't return home until after ten o'clock in the evening, yawning.
Pushing open the door, I found that the lights in the living room were on, but there was no one on the sofa.
Yu Qinghuan thought that Huo Qu forgot to turn off the light before going to bed, so he lightly changed his shoes, turned off the light, and was about to go directly to the bathroom to take a shower, but the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Huo Qu came out from inside.
Yu Qinghuan was taken aback, "You didn't sleep?"
It was long before Huo Qu's usual sleeping point. It stands to reason that he should be asleep by now.
"Wait for you to come back." Huo Qu smiled at him, revealing the small round dimples on his face.
He turned to let Yu Qinghuan into the room, pointed to the head of the bed, "Qinghuan, are you going to take a bath? There are pajamas, I'm afraid you won't find it."
After a pause, he scratched around his arm very uncomfortable, and whispered to Yu Qinghuan: "Hurry up, okay, I really want to sleep."
Huo Qu is not sleepy, he just has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. I can't stand the untidy items, and I can't stand to miss the regular time to do things.
That's why Huo Rong told Yu Qinghuan thousands of times when he just moved in, that he must go to bed at nine o'clock.
But now, Huo Qu forcibly resisted this instinctive discomfort for him until he came back.
Yu Qinghuan closed his eyes, he remembered that he was still envious of Cen Feng today, but in fact, he didn't have to envy anyone at all, Huo Qu had made him the happiest person in the world.
Suppressing the turbulent feelings in his heart, he hurriedly walked into the bathroom: "I'll finish washing it right away."