After Song Yong drank the tea in the empty teapot, the atmosphere still did not change substantially.

He sat on the sofa, his hands folded in front of his chest, staring at the empty teacup on the coffee table in a daze, occasionally raising his head, seeing that Raichu was furious.

As an actor, Rachu has experienced many embarrassing scenes on stage, whether it is "Romeo, why are you Romeo" or "I was pregnant with your child twenty years ago", she has performed countless times.

There have also been many teachers and seniors, who praised Raichu's acting skills and understanding, and also sincerely praised her cheekiness.

So Raichu thinks that she will never be afraid of embarrassment, for example, before entering the door just now, she used a joke very well to ease the atmosphere: "Your father's ability to recognize people is a bit strong!" ”

That's true.

Song Pingguo also thinks so, just by looking at Shan Siyan in "The Old Man Still Sings", he can recognize the dusty Lei Qiu who seems to have just been released from a mental hospital with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, which is really an achievement.

To be precise, it can't be regarded as being released from a mental hospital, but it is actually more like an escape from a mental hospital.

"Uncle, look, I just came back from the set." Raichu smiled and pointed to his wolf appearance, "I'll go clean up first." ”

Song Yong nodded and agreed. Although he still stared at Raichu who was walking towards the bedroom with an embarrassed smile for a long time, until her figure disappeared from his field of vision, he slowly turned his head and asked her with an indescribable expression: "Is she really the one who played Shan Siyan?" ”

Song Pingguo is still trying to reverse Song Yong's impression of Lei Qiu: "Dad, seriously, you listen to my explanation, she just came back from filming, and the plot needs to ......"

"I understand." Song Yong tapped the coffee table with his fingers, "I just think the difference with Shan Siyan is really too big, and people can't stand it." ”

Song Pingguo stubbornly asked a question she had been holding back for a long time: "Don't you don't like to watch TV dramas, especially costume dramas." ”

"Oh, I'm jumping to see it, just just look at it."

"Just look at it, can you be so impressed by Shan Siyan?" Song Pingguo glanced in the direction of the bedroom, "Dad, just like Lei Qiu just now, if I hadn't known in advance that she was going to film and was going to be covered in dust, I might not have recognized her as Lei Qiu." ”

“…… Why don't you know how to save face? Song Yong frowned depressedly, "Don't allow your dad to cultivate a little hobby for himself?" ”

"Good, good, you cultivate, you cultivate ......"

As he spoke, Raichu walked out of the bedroom.

Lei Qiu felt that this embarrassing situation was really not suitable for taking a slow bath, she just changed the dirty clothes on her body, washed her hands, wiped her face with a wet towel, and made herself look a little more normal, and then smiled silly, and sat down in the living room again, next to Song Pingguo.

When taking Song Pingguo back to his hometown to see Lei Xiaotian and Qiu Yichen, Lei Qiu also asked Song Pingguo curiously: "What kind of people are your parents?" ”

At that time, she received an answer: "My mom is very easy to get along with, and my dad has a slightly weird temper." ”

"How much weird?"

"Uh...... When my grandparents said they wanted to give me this name, my dad didn't object at all. ”

"I see."

Now facing this Song Yong, who is said to have a very strange temper, Lei Qiu sat upright in the same posture as a primary school student waiting for the class teacher to start a class meeting, his hands on both knees, and the whole person remained motionless.

"Don't be nervous." Song Yong waved his hand and took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket, Lei Qiu had the illusion that he was going to start interrogating the prisoner, "So, you are the Lei Qiu that my Pingguo told me?" Her current girlfriend? ”

At present, the use of these two words made Lei Qiu feel a little uncomfortable, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she saw Song Pingguo saying to her with her eyes, "Be a good expression", and quickly replied seriously: "Yes, it's me." ”

Song Yong made a note in the notebook.

"You don't mind if I ask you a few questions, do you?"

"Don't mind."

Raichu was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe, is there anything to remember what she said just now? Or is Song Yong remembering something else? Like the way she looked when she walked in the door before?

Just when Leiqiu's mind was in a mess, Song Yong threw out the next question: "Career?" ”

"Actor." Raichu replied quickly.

"What about the average monthly income?"

"Uh...... Didn't count the average ......."

"Do you have any specific life plans?"

Raichu felt himself break out in a cold sweat. She scratched her head, trying to pull something out of her life for the past twenty years or so that could be called a life plan, but Song Yong obviously saw the answer in her embarrassed expression.

Song Yong glanced at her meaningfully, put away the notebook and pen, and nodded at Song Pingguo: "Then I'll go back first." ”

Saying that, he stood up and walked to the door, Song Pingguo hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Dad?" What do you think? ”

"You make me think again."

After sending Song Yong away, Lei Qiu exhaled a long breath, leaned against the door weakly, and looked down at Song Pingguo: "I finally know why you were so nervous when I suddenly said that I was going to take you back to my hometown to meet my parents. ”

"yes, I thought my parents were like my dad all over the world." Song Pingguo spread her hands, "To be honest, before I went, I calculated my average monthly income and wrote a future life plan." ”

"You still know how to write a life plan?"

"Well, my dad often asked me to write, in his format." Song Pingguo thought of Song Yong's attitude just now, and hurriedly explained to Lei Qiu, "Don't get me wrong, my dad said that thinking about it doesn't mean that you don't look good, he's like this......"

"Gee, I know." Raichu nonchalantly picked up the remote control and changed the conversation between the two of them to a slightly quiet background sound effect, "Even I know that I can't expect every parent in the world to be as uninhibited as my parents, and it's good that your father is willing to consider it in terms of my appearance and interview form today." ”

After a few seconds of pause, she took out a pen and paper in the drawer of the coffee table, raised her head and asked Song Pingguo, "Little Apple, can you share with me how your family's life plan is written?" ”

"Number one, property." Song Pingguo pointed to a horizontal line at the top, "Then write about the property status and estimate what the level will be in two years." ”

Lei Qiu stared at Song Pingguo with sympathy: "What kind of life did you live when you were a child?" ”

It's no wonder that Song Pingguo has a rebellious mentality, and when she was in college, she insisted on applying for the stage management major without telling her parents.

"Anyway, I still have money, and it's always easy to do things when you have money." Lei Qiu wrote a serial number one on the paper, and added the word "property" at the end, "Do you see that if Gong Tou'er hadn't been rich because he had money, could he have nothing to do all day long and go around the mulberry branches?" ”

"You theorize that this is discrimination against those rich second generations who work hard and hard." Song Pingguo took out the pillow and hugged it in her arms, "But do you really know how much money you have?" ”

"I haven't counted the specifics, but...... Anyway, it's not enough to buy a house. Raichu shrugged his shoulders, "After all, I've always been poor, and I've just recently stepped into a well-off life." ”

No matter which profession or circle, there is a law, that is, the income is distributed in an olive-shape, after all, there are a few who make a lot of money, and there are a few who are so poor that they can't open the pot, and most of them can make a living, and there is a slight difference between up and down, and there will never be a circle that will make a lot of money as long as you enter this circle.

If there really were, it is estimated that these circles have long been written in the criminal law.

So an actor like Lei Qiu, who was judged as an Internet celebrity by Song Pingguo, really doesn't have any "big money".

And to be precise, it hasn't been long since she stepped into the threshold of Internet celebrity. In the past, Lei Qiu was in the drama school, and his parents sent a fixed living allowance every month, not to mention saving money, as far as Lei Qiu's appetite was vaguely stronger than now when he was an adolescent, it was a blessing that he didn't even have money for food at the end of the month.

Later, when I came to the repertory troupe, because I didn't have a dormitory to live in when I was in school, Lei Qiu rented a house outside by himself at that time, although there was an extra expense, but it also had more income, which was much better than the situation in school, not only did not need any financial assistance from his parents, but he could occasionally send money back.

It was at this time that Lei Qiu saved some money, and later Qiu Yichen was worried that her daughter was hungry outside and added a little more to her, so she dared to go to Hengdian to try her luck.

"And then I'm going to thank you." Lei Qiu grabbed Song Pingguo with his left hand that didn't hold a pen, "Since I met you, I've saved a lot of money on eating." ”

Song Pingguo snorted: "Do you also know that the little food fee you paid is really not enough?" ”

These bits and pieces of past savings, plus the salary he got from the films, are all of Leiqiu's current net worth, full of calculations - anyway, it will definitely not be enough to buy a suite.

"If this trend continues, I will still be able to afford a house in two years." Raichu sighed and then wrote the second one, "What is the second one?" ”

"Article 2, academic qualifications." Song Pingguo patted Lei Qiu on the shoulder, "You go on, I'll get you something to eat." ”

"Please, little apple, don't make porridge this time, just get some normal meals, I'm sure my stomach can withstand this." Lei Chu, a drama school graduate who didn't go to college, bit his pen and thought about how to write his academic qualifications a little better, "Love you!" ”

When Song Pingguo walked out of the kitchen, the paper in front of Lei Qiu was still in the same state as just now, and not a word moved. And Rachu himself was lazily lying on the sofa, grabbing her hand hanging in front of his eyes and shaking it back and forth: "I don't think I really have any plans for the rest of my life except to be with you all the time." ”

“…… Why don't you tell my dad the next time you see him, in case he gets touched? ”

"Forget it, you didn't tell me."

When he went to the set the next day, Gong Xiao was also surprised to find that Lei Qiu was also full of depression.

A talented and girlfriend winner like her will definitely not start to be depressed inexplicably without encountering any unexpected circumstances. Gong Xiao, who is determined to be a sweetheart boss who cares about his subordinates, also walked over and offered cordial condolences: "Lei Qiu, did you quarrel with your apple?" ”

"No, I stayed up late yesterday to write my life plan."

“…… Raichu, you're not really mentally ill, are you? ”