Chapter 8: Under the Same Roof
Tong Pujun laughed, "What's not to do with this, he always has something to want, if I give it to him, he won't take the bait?" Of course, Lao Qin, we are definitely not as good as you, but a little star can still handle it. β
While speaking, the woman who had just been pushed aside by him came over again, lit a cigarette for Tong Pujun, and said with a smile: "Where did Mr. Tong say, who is so stupid and willing to refuse Mr. Tong's favor, isn't that crazy?" β
He took the cigarette, pinched her face, and laughed: "Your mouth is so sweet, you can coax me so hard to coax one by one, I said that if you can coax Mr. Qin, then it is called real ability." β
The night is a high-end club, and the wine girl in the night is not an ordinary vulgar fan, she naturally knows who Qin Zhengqing is, in fact, she has been thinking about how to attract the attention of this President Qin.
She wouldn't have thought about it in one step, she had been in the party for so long, how could she still have the stupid idea of flying on the branches, but there must be a lot of benefits to following Mr. Qin, who would be disgusted with money.
Now that she heard Tong Pujun's words, she immediately poured a glass of wine, stood up and walked over to sit next to Qin Zhengqing, her eyes were like silk, and she said in a greasy voice: "Mr. Tong has said so, Mr. Qin must give me a face, a glass to you?" β
It's a pity that before she finished her dedication, Qin Zhengqing had already stood up, looking excited, and said to Tong Pujun: "I'll go first." β
The woman froze there awkwardly holding her glass.
Tong Pujun was speechless, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, every time you are the most disappointed, and there is no immortal hidden at home, what are you doing when you go back so obediently every day?" β
Complaining is complaining, Qin Zhengqing wants to leave, he really doesn't dare to stop it, and he can't stop it, "If you have it, then make an appointment next time, and make an appointment again." β
Qin Zhengqing opened the box door, and suddenly turned around and asked, "How are you going to chase?" β
Tong Pujun, who had already pulled the woman and started flirting, was stunned for a moment, and only reacted after a while, "You said that little star?" Hey, how can you chase it, throw money at it, get a few plays and a few advertisements, and get out of your arms immediately. β
The man at the door didn't say anything more, closed the door and went out.
Tong Pujun pinched his chin and muttered with some confusion: "Mr. Qin seems to be wrong, how does he care about me?" β
Here Qin Zhengqing got into the car, habitually opened all the windows, started the car and was about to press the accelerator to the end, paused, touched his hair inexplicably, and silently closed the window again.
Backstage of "Who's in the Headlines Today".
Luo Lingxiu didn't care about the strange eyes around him, and walked straight towards Yu Xiangming.
"You're too." Yu Xiangming frowned, he wanted to say a few words to him, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and in the face of the shocking speech just now, even he was at a loss for words.
Thinking about it again, he failed to entertain Cheng Luo Lingxiu, but he took the opportunity to fire himself, realizing that this guy had begun to learn to adapt to the entertainment industry after a year's absence, Yu Xiangming had a ghost in his heart, so he was even more reluctant to stay here.
"Let's go, let's go, we'll talk about other things later."
At this moment, Li Yan came straight at Luo Lingxiu, glanced at Yu Xiangming, stopped in front of Luo Lingxiu, and said with a gloomy face: "You'd better be careful in the future." β
Without waiting for Luo Lingxiu to answer, he left with his assistant bodyguards with an angry face.
The rest of the celebrities, whether it is the stars or the members of the program team, treat Luo Lingxiu as a plague god, no one wants to get close, and they are all far away.
There were still a large number of fans gathered at this point outside the studio, and as soon as Na Zhi, Wu Zhengcheng and Li Yan came out, they rushed up one after another, and each asked for their respective idols to sign autographs and take photos.
Li Yan was in a bad mood, and the screams and cheers of the fans were simply noisy noise in his ears, so he didn't want to pay attention to them at all, and motioned to the bodyguards to push the little girls away and leave on their own.
Nazhi's assistant thanked the fans who surrounded him, and then said that Nazhi was not feeling well and could not give them autographs, and then left with him.
Only Wu Zhengcheng said that he could take half an hour to come out and sign autographs for fans, and he was immediately surrounded even more.
When Luo Lingxiu came out, he saw such a lively scene.
Yu Xiangming glanced at him, and said with a little schadenfreude: "You don't have this chance, don't expect to be able to wash your hands tonight and overnight, if someone surrounds you, eighty percent of them will come to throw your rotten eggs." β
As soon as he finished speaking, several young men and women struggled to break away Wu Zhengcheng's fan base, squeezed to Luo Lingxiu with difficulty, and looked at him cautiously and expectantly.
"Luo, Luo Lingxiu, can you sign for us?"
"Okay." Luo Lingxiu took the pen and the colorful little notebook they handed over, and meticulously signed everyone's name, although the number was not large, his serious appearance still made a few young people excited.
When Luo Lingxiu returned the pen and paper to them, seeing that his behavior didn't seem to be as indifferent as his expression, the little girl who started asked in a small voice: "That, Lingxiu, can you take a group photo?" β
In an instant, the favorability has risen from Luo Lingxiu to spirituality.
Yu Xiangming's face was already not very good-looking when he squeezed over from a few fans and slapped him in the face with his behavior, and now he was even more impatient, he just wanted to say something, but Luo Lingxiu didn't look at his face at all.
It's just a person who is so angry, which artist doesn't even look at the agent's face, even if Li Yan sees Xue Mao, he has to put away the big-name shelf.
Looking at Luo Lingxiu's face was solemnly surrounded by a few fans in the middle, and when he seriously hooked the corners of his mouth when people asked for a smile, his face was dark.
It wasn't until the fans who took the autographs and group photos said goodbye to Luo Lingxiu very happily that he looked at Yu Xiangming and nodded, "I'll go first." β
At this time, he didn't have the gentle attitude he had when he treated the fans just now, like a cold and sharp sword that had not yet been unsheathed, stabbing Yu Xiangming's heart with a chill.
Looking at his eyes, Yu Xiangming immediately knew that Luo Lingxiu actually understood everything, he just didn't care about him.
What kind of feeling is that, like ...... Yu Xiangming felt like he was in Luo Lingxiu's eyes, and he didn't even have the qualifications to be put in his eyes.
What he did was not even a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of the other party, and it was a very bad thing to deal with him.
It shouldn't be, Yu Xiangming remembered that Luo Lingxiu was neither smart nor cowardly in the past, and he would not be silent at all if he rubbed it round and flattened.
Yu Xiangming thought about it for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he was suddenly surprised to find himself standing there alone, and there was no one around, "Huh? What about cars? Lo! Spirit! Repair! β
Luo Lingxiu did not understand it thoroughly.
After being on the show once, he still didn't know what the meaning of the trial given to him by the Heavenly Dao was.
The previous incident may have caused a sensation to the people here, but his love did not have any waves.
The mood is as solid as a rock.
Since it is a hint of the Heavenly Dao, there must be a mystery in it, he has just begun, and he has to continue.
Back outside the rented room, before Luo Lingxiu opened the door, he sensed that there was another person in the room, and the breath was not too unfamiliar.
As soon as he walked in, sure enough, Qin Zhengqing, who was standing in a pile of flowers and plants, looked at him for a long time, "I really didn't expect you to live in such a place." β
Although Jiang Hong had checked this person's information a year ago, and knew his place of residence and economic status, he really couldn't feel that kind of downfall if he didn't see it with his own eyes.
"Qin Zhengqing." Luo Lingxiu nodded lightly, not surprised at all why a man suddenly appeared in his room.
On the contrary, Qin Zhengqing seemed to be full of curiosity about the YiqiΔ here, he looked at this room full of flowers and trees, and said with a smile: "Why, being an actor doesn't make money, so I plan to change my career to sell flowers?" β
Or do you think you are a princess sleeping among the flowers, waiting for the prince to kiss you awake? Probably not. β
"I'm a man."
Qin Zhengqing waited for a long time and didn't see Luo Lingxiu come over attentively to let him sit down and serve him tea and water, and he was indifferent to his ridicule, and finally waved his hand: "That's it, return the house and live with me." β
He felt that he was also a ghost, and the car was driving on the road, so he asked Jiang Hong to send Luo Lingxiu's specific address, looked at it again, and shook it here.
After seeing the other party's living environment, President Qin's first reaction was where people could live in this kind of ghost place.
His little gray lived better than Luo Lingxiu - little gray was his cat, gray.
As a result, Luo Lingxiu simply refused, "Your place of residence is not good. β
Too little aura.
"......" Qin Zhengqing felt that he didn't know how to refute for the first time in his life, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, and finally he called Jiang Hong to go directly to return Luo Lingxiu's house, and then said to Luo Lingxiu: "Get in the car." β
"Since you said that I owe you a debt, then it is better to live in my house and collect the debt slowly."
Qin Zhengqing said the word slow meaningfully.
Luo Lingxiu just sat quietly in the back seat, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Looking at Luo Lingxiu's face from the rearview mirror, Qin Zhengqing quietly lowered his speed.
When he drove to the villa, it was already the second half of the night, Qin Zhengqing parked the car, and saw that Luo Lingxiu seemed to be sleeping soundly, so he opened the back door very happily and wanted to pinch his face.
As a result, when his fingertips were still half an inch, Luo Lingxiu opened his eyes silently, and there was a clear light in his eyes without the slightest sleep.
Qin Zhengqing withdrew his hand without the slightest embarrassment, and looked stern and serious, "Go upstairs and go to sleep." β
"Why?" Luo Lingxiu asked suddenly.
Qin Zhengqing looked down at him for a long time and chuckled, "Stupid." β
Then he went to open the door by himself, "If you need something, tell Jiang Hong directly, and let someone buy it and send it to you to decorate it yourself." β
"Wait until you go back to the company, and tell SΓΉ Yu Xiangming that you don't need to be your agent anymore."
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