On the evening of January 15th, Qin Luo received a call from Qin Nan: "Brother, is that Yang Zhigang really you?"

"Hmm. ”

"Aren't you going to be a big star in the future?"

"It's early!"

"I believe in you!" Qin Nan paused, and then said, "It's time to go home for the Chinese New Year this year, right?"

"Look, I should go back. ”

"It's better to come back early, I want to see what our dad looks like when he sees you!"

Regarding Qin Luo's popularity, the people in the company have two attitudes, one continues to watch coldly, and the other is naturally greeted with a smile.

On the morning of the 16th, Qiao Mai went to the artist agency department for a meeting, and when he came back, he was full of spring breeze, and said to Qin Luo excitedly: "The company has decided to equip us with a Buick GL8!"

In Hairun, Buick GL8 is a symbol of second-tier artists, which means that the company has recognized Qin Luo's status in disguise.

There is also good news from Huang Bo's side, and some film and television companies have begun to contact him and are ready to sign a contract with him.

Liang Wei has even more good news there, and heard that the third round of copyright auctions is already underway.

Guan Amber ......

On the 17th, the eighth day of the lunar month, after Qin Luo drank Laba porridge in the company, he suddenly received a call from Guan Hu.

"Arlo, "Survival of Migrant Workers" has been stopped. ”

"What?"

"Don't let it be broadcast. ”

"Why?"

"Like the reason for not being allowed to go to the stars, social problems are too acute......"

Both ends of the mobile phone fell into silence, I don't know who hung up the phone first, the sky of Kyoto, suddenly fell white snowflakes, Qin Luo was in a trance.

The first round of "Survival Migrant Workers" has been broadcast, and there are four radio stations in the second round, and several have not yet been released. The broadcast time of the broadcast was adjusted, the prime time was withdrawn, and those that were not released were directly no longer broadcast......

After a piece of paper, the ratings frenzy brought by "Survival of Migrant Workers" suddenly receded, which is difficult to describe, like waking up from a sleep, the newly built house was blown away by the wind, and I was wrapped in a bed sheet and looked around blankly......

In the next month, Qin Luo didn't see Guan Hu, heard that he went to XC, and some people said that he had been nesting at home.

Liang Wei is also quite pitiful, one moment he pretended to sell the shelf at a high price, and the next moment he sat on the stool dejectedly, looking dazed and innocent.

Huang Bo's signing of the contract was naturally yellow, he recovered quickly, and within a few days, he started "SpongeBob SquarePants" again.

As for Qin Luo, he was naturally greatly affected.

I didn't even see a sample issue from several magazines that I interviewed, only "Nandu Entertainment" sent a copy with a letter of apology.

"I look" is naturally fine.

Within two days, the song "In the Spring" inexplicably fell out of the ChannelV Chinese Music Weekly Hot List.

In addition, Hairun's car allocation to Qin Luo is gone.

On the 18th, Qin Luo suddenly received a call from Jin Dong, which surprised him a little.

Jin Dong: "I've heard about it, if you have time to come to Jinan, I'll take you around." ”

Qin Luo: "Okay." ”

Jin Dong: "It's okay to listen to the voice, then I'll be relieved." ”

Qin Luo: "Hehe. ”

Jin Dong: "The skewers here are good, Baotu Spring is okay to drink, if you want to sing, I have friends here to hold a club, in short, I guarantee that you are worth the trip." ”

The last time I went to Qilu TV, because the itinerary was very close, Qin Luo didn't have time to see Jin Dong, from March to now, the two of them haven't seen each other for more than half a year.

Also on the 18th, Jiang Yiyan drove the car to the Hairun Film and Television Base, and walked into Qin Luo's office in riding boots, carrying a jar of wine in her hand.

Completely ignoring the gaze of others.

This kind of ignorance is not the same as ordinary people, ordinary people pretend to be cold, Jiang Yiyan's ignorance is very natural, when you see her, you feel that you are not a person.

"I'm guessing you'll be free. Jiang Yiyan put the wine jar on the desk, like a woman.

Qin Luo was stunned, not knowing which one this female bodhisattva was singing.

"Brought by my hometown, the authentic Shaoxing daughter red, weighs three catties and six taels, meaning eighteen. Jiang Yiyan's beautiful eyes wandered, and finally glanced at Qin Luo, and said, "Drink it?"

"Won't you drink it?" Qin Luo tried to ask.

"Then I'll drink it myself. ”

"Don't, leave me some!"

Jiang Yiyan drove the car to the Zhejiang Hall in Kyoto, in her words, to drink her daughter Hong, you must eat Shaoxing cuisine, the whole of Kyoto, it is quite authentic here.

Shao Sanxian, Huadiao drunken yellow croaker, Shih Tzu tofu, braised meat with dried plum vegetables, Jiang Yiyan asked for four dishes, and let people warm the rice wine.

In the cozy private room, the smell of wine is fragrant.

"I read "Survival Migrant Workers" once, one word: good!" Jiang Yiyan picked up the wine bowl, full of pride.

Qin Luo also made a bowl, the entrance was relatively soft, not rushing, and the whole person had a warm feeling after the stomach.

"I want to get to know Guan Hu when I have a chance, so I shoot this at him, and I admire him a lot. After a bowl of wine, Jiang Yiyan's face was red, and she looked even more kind.

"Okay, I'll have a chance to introduce you to each other. Qin Luo responded.

The two chatted a lot, and the wine was not happy, but the time seemed to pass very quickly, and before they knew it, it was already late at night, and before leaving the Zhejiang Guild Hall, Qin Luo looked at the time, ten forty in the evening.

Naturally, the car can't be driven, the service of Zhejiang Hall is very good, and a driver was specially sent to be the substitute driver, and after looking at Jiang Yiyan, who was a little unstable at the station, Qin Luo decided to send her home first.

At about eleven o'clock, the car arrived at Shengshi Oriental, Jiang Yiyan lived here, and the driver parked the car and left the key.

Qin Luo called twice, and Jiang Yiyan woke up quietly, and she fell asleep on the road.

"Arrived?" Jiang Yiyan rubbed her face, very sleepy.

Qin Luo said: "Hmm." ”

Jiang Yiyan staggered out of the car.

Qin Luo also got out of the car and said, "You go up, I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm!" Before she could reply, Jiang Yiyan covered her mouth and wanted to vomit. It should be the reason for being blown by the cold wind, and it is also true that I drank a little too much.

"I'll go up...... Hmm!" Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yiyan walked quickly towards the elevator.

How could Qin Luo rest assured, he chased after him and said, "I'd better send you up." ”

Jiang Yiyan stuffed the key into Qin Luo's hand and said, "1203." ”

After the door opened, Jiang Yiyan rushed into the toilet as soon as possible and vomited inside.

Qin Luo poured a glass of boiling water, sat on the sofa and waited for a while, the house was a three-bedroom and two-hall layout, very clean, and there were many sketches of landscape paintings hanging on the wall, which should be Jiang Yiyan's own works.

Qin Luo approached and took a look, and the signature was uniformly "Xiao Jiang".

In addition, there are many ornaments, all of which are handmade and very exquisite.

There is a swing on the balcony with a guitar on it, and it is not difficult to imagine that Jiang Yiyan once sat on it and sang, looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside.

Qin Luo remembered a sentence he had heard somewhere: If you want to enter a person's inner time, you must first enter the other party's residence.