He Bai hung up the phone stupidly. Before he had time to digest these words, Niu Junjie ran in with a big courier box, and exclaimed, "I bought it! I asked my relatives to help me buy it. Come on! Xiaobai’s work is on the album for the first time as a physical product with collectible value. Come and come, one for each person, keep it as a souvenir!"
Sizzling, the express package was unpacked, ten brand-new albums lay in the box, and the covers were very familiar.
"I even gave away posters and desk calendars. It's so generous. What is this, should you be a great help?" Niu Junjie grabbed the gifts first, and then divided the album into two albums, and said seriously, "One collection, one retention Listen, you can show the two more Xiaobai to Teacher Xu, he will definitely be proud of you!"
His hands sank and four albums were inserted. He Bai lowered his head and saw his own name in the column of the photographer in the corner of the cover at a glance. It was a bit novel and a bit at a loss. The brain has not yet given any feedback on this matter. With a clear emotion, the hand has automatically touched out the phone and found out Di Qiuhe's number to send a text message.
He Bai: Junchen's album is released.
Of course he didn’t get a response. After returning to Zone D, Di Qiuhe was busy catching up on the progress. He got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog. , Respond to his daily Good Morning SMS.
It is estimated that all the rest time is used to make up sleep, pitiful.
Putting away the emotion that suddenly appeared, he glanced at the few roommates who were really happy for him, remembered the hundreds of thousands of dollars he had just earned, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he waved his hand proudly, "I am happy today, let’s go, let’s rub One meal! I'm a treat!"
Niu Junjie and the others cheered, each collected the album, and pulled him out of the bedroom.
After eating, drinking and playing around, I went back to the dormitory at ten o'clock. Everyone took turns to wash and fell asleep shortly after they climbed into bed.
He Baiqiang braced himself in the quilt and pulled his mobile phone, watching the gossip between the Emperor and the Qin family on Weibo while spending time.
The hour hand turned to half past twelve, the phone vibrated suddenly, and a new text message came in.
Di Qiuhe: Congratulations, what gift do you want? I bought it and sent it to you.
A well-behaved and caring tone, without deliberately speaking irritatingly.
He Bai hooked his lips and typed in reply: Are you too sleepy to open your eyes
Otherwise, how could it be so honest.
There was silence for at least half a minute, and then a phone call came over.
He Bai hung up and replied by typing: his roommates are asleep and it is not convenient to call. Just finished filming
This time the SMS reply came quickly.
Di Qiuhe: Just after the filming was finished, Dong Ni was dragging her feet again. Why are you not sleeping yet? Insomnia? I thought you were asleep.
He Bai: It's just waiting for you.
There was quiet for half a minute, and then a short text message with its own voice effect came back: Puppy, do you miss me
The brain automatically made up for the other person's grinning eyebrows, He Bai couldn't help but smile, and deliberately replied: Yes, Dad misses you very much.
Then it was quiet again.
He Bai clicked the screen of the phone and silently for a few seconds.
One, two, three... One hundred six, one hundred and sixty-one... Just when He Bai wondered if the other party had already fallen asleep with his mobile phone, a new text message came in.
Di Qiuhe: I just turned over the schedule. If the scene in Area D is intensified, it will be filmed on Thursday. After the filming, there will be a day off. I can discuss it with Uncle Jiang and leave the group temporarily and return to City B. See you Your side.
Di Qiuhe: Bring you some snacks from your hometown
He Bai looked at the two text messages full of sincerity and concern, his eyes softened, and his mood was a little complicated, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.
The next filming location of "Marriage Army" is Country K. It takes more than ten hours to fly from Zone D. The crew specially set aside a day to rest, just to allow the actors to adjust their status, and to fall back after arriving in Country K. Prepare for jet lag.
Now Di Qiuhe decided to work harder on the already heavy shooting task just because of his saying "I miss you very much", and he even gave up the hard-earned rest time just to fly back to City B. See you He, this kind of caring behavior is really... it really makes people...
He Bai: Take a good rest, don't toss back and forth, I will visit you this weekend.
It really makes people want to pamper themselves... He put down his phone and sighed with a gloomy face—he had already decided to be a holy father, but he couldn't control the sudden stubborn hand! Self-control is too bad! It's not human!
He condemned himself in this way, and then continued typing: Go to sleep, it's easy to get old when you sleep late, and if you have dark circles under your eyes, Dad doesn't like you anymore.
No matter if you go there, you can watch face to face and put an end to the vague mood of the past few days, and you can be willing to be a holy father.
After persuading himself, he deceived himself and quickly sent a goodnight text message, then turned off his phone and fell asleep under the blanket.
Area D, hotel.
Di Qiuhe sat on the bed stupidly, stared at the text message interface for a full minute, and then regained his senses with a cry, ran into the bathroom and took a look at his eyelids, confirming that dark circles are not counted. After getting too thick, he rushed back to the bed, first took out the phone and sent He Bai a goodnight message, then closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.
Five minutes later, he opened his eyes vigorously, endured it, and couldn't help holding out his cell phone to call Jiang Xiuwen, and said excitedly, "Xiuwen! Puppy said he likes me! He likes me! He must be. Bent! Absolutely! He also said he would come to see me in Zone D! This weekend!"
"... Oh." Jiang Xiuwen replied coldly and directly resorted to his assassin. "Then have you confessed it? Have you confirmed his sexuality? Have you gotten a little hand with him? Did you kiss him? Get out of bed? ?"
Di Qiuhe's feverish brain quickly calmed down, silent for a few seconds, and said straightforwardly, "Xiuwen, you are getting less and less cute."
"That's better than you, you've never been cute." Jiang Xiuwen sneered.
"You are jealous-"
"Is jealous of your secret love, is it still unrequited single arrow single dog?" Jiang Xiuwen, who has been poisoned for a long time, has completely figured out his routine and counterattack fiercely. "Qiuhe, it is night now, not suitable for daydreaming. , Wake up."
"..."
"Oh, boy chicken."
Di Qiuhe didn't hesitate to hang up the phone and decided to break off friendship with Jiang Xiuwen for 72 hours.
After class on Friday, He Bai hurried to the airport with his packed luggage.
Most of the passengers taking the flight at night were tired. He Bai found his seat and sat down. Just as he was about to take out the album he was carrying to pass the time, he was interrupted by a sudden movement from the back row.
"It's disgusting, I don't want to sit with him, where is the flight attendant? I ask to change seats!"
"When the plane takes off, these pussies on his head won't burst suddenly, oh, I'm going to throw up just thinking about it."
"How does the airport security check? How can this patient get on the plane? Isn't this a joke about the safety of other passengers! He might be carrying a virus like a malignant infectious disease like this? No, no, seat. Must change!"
A pair of male and female voices crossed, with a disgusting tone, their voices were loud, and the content was very uncomfortable. He Bai frowned, turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man and woman standing in the aisle blocking the road, pointing at a passenger sitting directly behind him, calling out the flight attendant and asking to change seats. .
The surrounding passengers were startled by the movement here, and they all looked over. After they met someone sitting directly behind him, they frowned and turned their heads aside, as if seeing something terrible. Same.
"Look, everyone can't stand him like this, eh, you say you, how can you still get on the plane when you are sick? Isn't it good for you to go home and keep the door closed? How many children are you terrifying like this? Is there any morality? Up?"
Seeing that everyone was avoiding that person, the middle-aged men and women suddenly spoke more and more vigorously as if they were supported by everyone.
He Bai frowned deeply, couldn't help unfastening his seat belt, stood up with the photo album, and looked at the man sitting behind him.
At exactly this time, the man seemed to be impatient by the middle-aged men and women. He raised his hand and took off the mask covering his face, revealing a face no better than the half-bald scalp covered with pustule scars, frowning and saying, "Also Please stop at it, both of you. You can take off my hat without apologizing. You still have malicious personal attacks. This behavior makes me very unhappy. This is discrimination."
He Bai's eyes widened suddenly and his face was shocked.
This voice, the tone of this speech, this look and outline... Xing Shaofeng? !
The middle-aged woman took an exaggerated step back and said in a loud voice, "Oh, you have passed away! What a bad thing you are doing, have you been condemned by God? Your face is actually scarier than your head! Call the police soon, maybe this person What is the fugitive murderer who deliberately hides his face from the police!"
The middle-aged man put the middle-aged woman behind him, and a little rudely picked up the hat that fell on the seat and threw it at the man, with a fierce attitude, "Disgusting rotten ghost! What's wrong with discriminating against you, just like you —"
"Enough!" He Bai recovered from the shock of seeing his old deceased in his previous life. While catching the hat he smashed over, he interrupted the middle-aged man in a deep voice, and said hurriedly, "He can pass the security check to prove that he is free of infectious diseases. , The body is healthy enough to fly on the plane! What you just said is enough to be slanderous, and the police will not stand by your side when the police come! Isn’t it just changing seats? I’ll change with you! You don’t want to sit beside him , I'll sit down!" After speaking, he lifted the small bag and walked around and sat beside the bad-faced passenger.
The eyes of the people around him suddenly fell on He Bai, but He Bai didn't seem to see it. He carefully flicked off the ash from his hat and returned it to the people around him. Then he opened the album and looked down.
The passenger whom he had defended took the hat and thanked him politely. He glanced up and down without a trace. A smile flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head and grinned at the middle-aged man and woman, terrifying the middle-aged man and woman. Exclaiming, after taking a step back and almost falling down, he was in a good mood and put his hat back on his head, put on a mask again, and took out the book and read it.
Middle-aged men and women felt embarrassed and wanted to say something more, but they were comforted by the hurried flight attendants, forced to leave this area, and moved to another place.
As the plane took off, He Bai put down the album that hadn't turned a few pages at all, looked sideways at the people around him, and after looking carefully, he almost burst into tears with excitement—it really was Xing Shaofeng! The universal assistant of his last life! The most reliable backing for him to live a chic life!
It's actually true, Xing Shaofeng, who was so handsome in his last life, has really had a period of ugliness and indignation! That's not a self-effacing word that the other party owes!
I really fell asleep and gave a pillow. Yan Meng only suggested that he hire an assistant a few days ago. Xing Shaofeng appeared within a few days. This is indeed the fate of heaven—
"It looks like you know me." The disfigured version of Xing Shaofeng looked sideways at him, his voice was a bit dull through the mask, but the smile in the words was very obvious, "Your eyes are telling me that you need me very much, but first of all , I do not sell myself; secondly, I am not interested in men; in the end, my annual salary starts at 1 million, and if it is not capped, you probably cannot hire me."
"..." He Baixin's expression froze and choked.
Oh yes, he is no longer the He Bai who won the lottery and is so rich that he can sleep on top of the money.
The reality is too cruel.
He bowed his eyebrows and felt melancholy for a few seconds. Thinking of his destination, he quickly cheered up and asked with bright eyes, "I really can't hire you, but my friend can! If you are interested in finding a new job now If so, do you want to consider going to the entertainment industry and trying the profession of an agent?"
In short, the fertilizer does not flow to outsiders' fields! Let's take this big cheater into your camp first!