It's a pity that no one can see the joys and sorrows of the butler.
Li Zhao pressed Yan Ting on the sofa, pulled out the medicine box in the salute pile, and put the thermometer into Yan Ting's hand: "Sit here and don't move, I'll pour you a cup of hot water." After speaking, He took out a cartoon mug from the box and washed it. After walking around the room, he found a place to put the water dispenser.
"Drink more hot water when you're sick." To test the water temperature with the back of his hand, Li Zhao handed the water cup in one hand and the thermometer in the other: "Thirty-seven degrees nine, a little low-grade fever, so I don't need to take antipyretics for the time being."
"Did you catch a cold without your coat when you came down from the company last night?" Li Zhao frowned angrily: "I should have gone upstairs if I knew earlier, at least I can remind you to wear a coat."
"It's my bad physique." Yan Ting coughed twice: "I forgot to close the window last night, it has nothing to do with you."
The housekeeper turned his eyes slightly, looked at the ridiculous mug with the big cartoon doll printed on Yan Ting's hand and the words "Tomorrow will be better" written on it, smiled and put his eyes back to the original position.
One of the basic criteria of a qualified housekeeper: smile gracefully when it comes to the host family, no matter how surprising. As the best graduate of the Butler Academy, he would never allow himself to have the slightest flaw.
The temperature of the water was neither cold nor hot, and it was just right into the throat. Yan Ting was lying on the sofa, watching Li Zhao busy packing his luggage and putting new towels on his forehead from time to time, and his heart was strangely quiet.
His brain never seemed to be as stable as this moment.
"Uncle the housekeeper said that he cooked a lot of delicious food at noon, but in your current situation, you can only eat lightly." Li Zhao sympathetically patted the hot towel on Yan Ting's forehead: "Don't be sad, I'll accompany you later. You eat porridge together. Avoid food for two days, and when you are healed, I will treat you to a big meal."
Yan Ting allowed Li Zhao's paws to pat and pat gently on his forehead, waited for Li Zhao to take the towel away, and sat up against the sofa: "Okay."
During lunch, the table was indeed full of delicious food. Li Zhao dragged the stool away from Dake and Zhang Xiaoyuan, and drank the lean meat porridge in front of him.
Soon after a bowl of porridge was eaten, when Li Zhao was about to add a second bowl, he saw that the porridge in Yan Ting's bowl hardly moved: "Is it uncomfortable in my stomach and can't eat it?"
Yan Ting put down the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about me."
"What do you mean by leaving you alone?" Li Zhao put down the bowl he was preparing to refill: "How can your body endure if you don't eat if you are sick?"
"Wait." He got up and ran to the kitchen and brought out a small bowl of sour cowpeas: "I pickled these cowpeas, and my aunt who took care of our life before. The soaked cowpeas are especially delicious. I got her true biography and made the kimchi. Crispy and delicious, put two drops of sesame oil in it for special meals, you can try it first to see if you are used to the taste."
The sour cowpea is slightly spicy, and the brewing time is just right. The entrance is crisp and salty. It is very suitable for light lean meat porridge, but it is a little sour.
"How is it?" Li Zhao looked at Yan Ting expectantly.
"Okay." Even though he was eating sour cowpea, Yan Ting's brows did not wrinkle. With sour cowpeas, Yan Ting barely ate half a bowl of rice. When he put down his chopsticks, Li Zhao had already eaten three bowls of porridge.
"Wait for another half an hour, and I'll mix a packet of cold medicine for you to drink." Li Zhao got up and collected the bowl: "After drinking the medicine, go back and lie down for a while, and remember not to blow the cold wind."
"Mr. Li, just leave these tasks to the staff." The housekeeper leaned over at the right time and stopped Li Zhao to clean up the tableware: "You accompany your friends to sit on the sofa and rest, you will be fine soon."
"It's work." Li Zhao noticed that Yan Ting's condition was indeed not very good, so he didn't insist on these trivial matters, and accompany Yan Ting to sit on the sofa to watch TV.
Open a random channel, and a martial arts drama is being played. The heroine is fluttering from the sky. Although he can't see his face clearly, this lens alone can arouse the infinite reverie of female audiences.
"I have acted in this drama." Seeing the drama he participated in was broadcast on the TV station, Li Zhao happily shared the shooting experience with Yan Ting: "At that time, the male lead was uncomfortable in the waist, and there were many Weiya and Yan Ting who could not see their faces. I helped him shoot the action scenes. The crew gave money very generously, and the male lead gave me a red envelope in private, and I made a lot of money with them."
The two watched TV for half an hour. After the TV series ended, Li Zhao got up and went to the kitchen to make cold medicine for Yan Ting.
After the dozens of seconds of commercials ended, the TV station began to broadcast an entertainment interview program.
"Brother Nan, I heard that in the popular martial arts drama "Xia Jun" starring you recently, you performed many difficult actions yourself, and almost never used a stand-in. Can you share it with us? difficult?"
"As a professional actor, try not to use a stand-in as much as possible. This is my principle when filming." The man in an expensive suit chatted in front of the camera. In front of him was a microphone with a station logo, and the sound of the shutter never stopped.
"Ting Ting." Li Zhao came out with the medicine: "The medicine is a little hot, let it dry for a while before drinking it."
Yan Ting picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
"Why don't you watch TV?" Li Zhao sat down beside him and touched Yan Ting's forehead with the back of his hand: "Fortunately, the temperature hasn't risen."
"Dizzy." Yan Ting lowered his eyelids and looked extremely sick.
Hearing Yan Ting's dizziness, Li Zhao didn't even care about watching TV or not, so he leaned the sofa cushion against Yan Ting's waist: "Don't go back later, go to my room to rest first, the sheets have just been changed, No one slept."
Yan Ting was silent and did not speak, but based on Li Zhao's understanding of Yan Ting, he agreed without speaking.
Zhang Xiaoyuan had enough to eat and drink. Seeing that Li Zhao was going to take care of Yan Ting who was sick, he said, "Zhaozhao, I'll go back first, there is a local offline promotional event for "Domineering Girl" tonight, and the crew wants to invite you Let's go together, if you don't want to go, I'll push it for you."
"Is there an appearance fee?" Li Zhao asked.
"It's an out-of-contract publicity campaign with an appearance fee."
"Yes." Li Zhao was still very enthusiastic about activities that could make money.
"After five o'clock in the afternoon, I'll bring someone over to do the styling for you." Zhang Xiaoyuan stood up: "Dake and I will go back to the company first to choose a script that suits you."
When Zhang Xiaoyuan and Dake left, Li Zhao stared at Yan Ting and drank the medicine, then brought the person into the room: "You lie down for a while, I'll sit on the balcony and watch the script with you. Call me for anything."
The quilt on the bed was only 70% to 80% new, and it had a very faint smell of soap horns. Yan Ting looked at the big boy who was sitting quietly on the balcony, and slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, Li Zhao put down the script, got up to help Yan Ting put down the quilt, took out his phone and turned it to silent.
With the popularity of "Domineering Female President" on the Internet, more and more people are following Li Zhao, and more and more netizens are scolding Song Yu for pretending to be a perpetrator. Song Yu has been staying at home these few days, watching the bullet screen on the Internet, and dropped his mouse several times in anger.
"If you want to change the audience's opinion of you, you need a more challenging role." The agent did not seem to see Song Yu's anger: "I will arrange for you to join the group these days, and you will act well. The audience is all You are fickle, as long as the characters behind you please them, all the criticism you are facing now is nothing."
"Is there a role that suits him? Give him one." Song Yu kicked the mouse fragment aside and said with a displeased expression: "I'll pay back the favor I owe him earlier, and I will feel better."
"Who?" The agent didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment: "Who are you talking about Li Zhao?"
"Who else is it if it's not him?" Song Yu turned his face away: "You just pick an important role that I don't like and throw it to him. Anyway, with his own connections, he can't get in touch with these resources in his dreams."
"There's something I didn't tell you." The agent's expression was a little subtle: "I'm afraid we won't be able to repay this favor to Li Zhao."
"What do you mean?" Song Yu frowned: "Li Zhao's manager, Lion, opened his mouth and made other requests?"
"No." The agent shook his head: "Li Zhao signed with Strawberry Entertainment. I heard that Strawberry Entertainment values him very much. Not only did he build a tailor-made work team for him, but he also got a lot of resources for him."
"Impossible!" Song Yu's expression became very strange: "How could he sign up for Strawberry Entertainment?!"
The agent thought he was unwilling and could only persuade him with good words: "Although the news has not been made public yet, many people in the industry have received it. I have told you these words many times, and I will tell you again today. , You have a different development path from Li Zhao, and now he has the support of Strawberry Entertainment. Now all fans think you and him are good friends, I hope you will maintain the good friend character. "
Song Yu's heart was beating like thunder at this moment, and he didn't hear what the agent said at all. In his precognition dream, although Li Zhao became popular with the online drama "The Domineering Girl", he did not sign a contract with Strawberry Entertainment. Instead, he suffered a lot and suffered a lot to become a first-class player in the circle. Powerful idol actor.
Could it be that all these changes stemmed from his changing the role of Li Zhao
It turned out that all his tossing and turning in the past few months was to marry Li Zhao. Foreseeing that he was scolded in the dream, he was still scolded by the audience. Li Zhao, who was about to become popular, still became popular, and even because he secretly changed the original trajectory, his luck became better.
"I'm a big grass." Wanting to understand this, Song Yu couldn't help but scolded: "I really hit the evil."
"No swearing!" The agent said solemnly: "Song Yu, many of your fans are still underage, pay attention to me!"
"I know, who would swear in front of fans." Song Yu was in a bad mood: "Why do you think Li Zhao is more popular than me?"
"Want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"What is a lie?"
"He was born from a poor family, and he can be regarded as a true character in the play."
"What about the truth?"
The agent was silent for a moment: "He played the role very well, and aroused the affection of female audiences. The most important thing is... He also looks better than you."
Song Yu: "..."
Why would he ask such a self-defeating question
When night came, Yan Ting pushed open a door that he usually did not want to come.
"Mr. Ting is very punctual today." Dr. Sun, who had been waiting in the room for a long time, saw him come in, smiled casually at him, and pointed to the reclining chair next to him: "It seems that you have time to chat with me today."
Yan Ting went to the reclining chair and sat down without speaking. The room was extremely quiet.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Dr. Sun didn't speak either, just trying to reduce his presence in the room as much as possible. This is the most uncooperative patient of all his patients.
After an unknown period of time, he noticed that the person on the reclining chair moved, he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and assumed the posture of a listener.
The willingness of patients to speak up is an excellent phenomenon.
The lighting in the room was warm, but the man on the reclining chair did not relax. He was guarding against him, or rather guarding against everything in the house.
There was another long silence, and just when Dr. Sun thought he couldn't speak, he spoke up.
"I met someone."
"He's weird."