"Change of clothes? Makeup? Then don't come. ”

Qin Muchu hung up the phone and looked at Zhou Jiaolun,

"Eat quickly, finish eating and leave."

As he spoke, he put a large amount of chopsticks and mutton into his mouth.

Zhou Zhulun is sitting upright, looking like a perfect idol:

"Xiao Chu, when fans see idols, they dress up to the point, and it is understandable that they want to make a good impression on their idols, you have to understand, you will also be purple when you see idols."

Qin Muchu ate mutton without raising his head:

"I don't have idols."

"Ahem."

Zhou Jiaolun coughed, broke his work, and looked at Qin Muchu like a monster:

"Don't you have an idol roar? Li Zongsheng, Leslie Cheung, Alan Tam, don't you listen to their songs? ”

These are all singers of his previous generation, which are popular all over Asia.

Qin Muchu raised his head and looked at Zhou Jiaolun, his lips squirmed, and he didn't say what he wanted to say, but just said:

"Originally, there were, but when I saw that idol too sand sculpture, there would be no idol."

"Oh, it turned out to be Sauce Purple."

Zhou Jiaolun nodded, and then explained Qin Muchu:

"It's normal for celebrities to have differences in private and on TV, don't take it personally. But people still have to have idols, so that they have goals to chase, and they can keep improving. ”

"And who is your idol?"

Qin Muchu was a little curious,

"Is Zhou Runfa famous? Is the God of Gamblers your dad in the future? Or Zhang Xueyou, who began to prepare to sing "Kiss Goodbye"? ”

"Brother Fa and Brother Xueyou, but I only have one biggest idol now......"

"Who?"

Zhou Jiaolun smiled:

"Myself! Because I am invincible in the music world, I can only take myself as an idol and constantly surpass myself! ”

Made, bad luck.

Qin Muchu lowered his head and let out a "phew".

Let him pretend.

"Damn, what do you mean by 'bah'?"

Zhou Jiaolun slapped the table, indicating that he had been humiliated.

"'Phew' means praise in the mainland, and it may not be the same as yours." Qin Muchu was talking nonsense seriously.

"Damn, you're yelling at me as an idiot?"

"You're not?"

Qin Muchu looked surprised.

"I'll fight with you!"

……

The car slowed down slowly at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Hurry up and open the door, I'm going to take a shower! A smell of lamb! Zhou Jiaolun urged.

Hop out of the car and head for the gate.

Qin Muchu closed the car door and said as he walked:

"It's not like you have to mess around and turn the pot over!"

"You called me an idiot first!"

"Idiocy is what you said, I just agree."

The two of them were bickering and approached the gate.

The cold wind is blowing, and the outside of the northern winter is so cold that people stomp their feet; The moonlight was faint, and the night was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

Suddenly, a black shadow sprang up from the gate.

"North!"

"it!"

Zhou Jiaolun and Qin Muchu were both startled by this black shadow and shouted to retreat.

"It's ...... me"

Qin Muchu felt that the voice was a little familiar.

Then the shadow seemed to pull out something, and soon a faint light illuminated the shadow's face from the bottom up.

"Damn, run, run!"

Zhou Jiaolun panicked even more, desperately pulling Qin Muchu to run, but he couldn't.

Yang Mi also reacted and moved the phone from below to the side of her face.

"I'm Yang Mi, that, you, hello."

She looked at Zhou Jiaolun who was scared by herself with some embarrassment.

The first time I officially saw an idol, I scared him like this...... It was an unforgettable experience.

“……”

Zhou Jiaolun was a little embarrassed, especially when he looked up and saw Qin Muchu's eyes full of contempt, he was embarrassed and a little ashamed.

"I'm good at acting."

"Do you believe that?" Qin Muchu spoke.

“…… I believe. ”

"Lie to me, don't lie to yourself."

Slapping Zhou Jiaolun's hand away, Qin Muchu walked towards Yang Mi and looked up and down.

In December, I wore only a slim jacket, jeans, and a hat on my head, which was a white conical cotton hat that matched the season.

The overall dress is very good, slim and playful, especially the jeans show off a pair of slender and long legs perfectly.

If it's not shivering, there's nothing wrong with this outfit.

"Beautiful Frozen ......"

Qin Muchu spoke.

Yang Mi immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes,

"That's ......"

"It's also frozen legs, frozen arms, and pigskin is warmer than human skin."

Yang Mi's face immediately darkened, gritted her teeth, and clenched her fists.

How could he think that Qin Muchu could spit out ivory from his mouth.

"Come in, don't freeze to death at the door."

Qin Muchu opened the door and said.

Yang Mi hesitated, whether to be tough and not to go in.

A dark shadow flashed in front of him.

"Why don't you go in and yell? It's so cold! ”

Zhou Jiaolun stood at the door, turned around and said to Yang Mi, who was standing motionless in place.

"Enter."

Yang Mi replied.

I went in because of Zhou Jiaolun's invitation, hum!

Walking into the wing room where Qin Muchu's room was located, with the heating, Yang Mi was excited, feeling as if she had come back to life.

"Water."

Qin Muchu brought a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"Humph!"

Yang Mi shook her head, but her hand was holding the cup, and she took a small sip, and suddenly felt warm all over her body.

"I want it too."

Zhou Jiaolun looked at the cup in Yang Mi's hand and stretched out his hand to Qin Muchu.

"Isn't there a kettle next to your hand?"

Qin Muchu glanced at the kettle on the coffee table.

Zhou Jiaolun also found out and pouted.

It's over, Vivian is in danger.

He poured water for Yang Mi and didn't pour it for me!

Ignoring Zhou Jiaolun, who was crazy every day, Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi:

"Didn't you stop coming? Dressed like this and freezing outside, if I come back later, you're going to freeze to death? ”

Seeing that Qin Muchu was a little angry, Yang Mi's momentum weakened a little:

"I also just came from school, so I didn't wait a few minutes, otherwise I would have called you."

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi's weak eyes looking up from below, knowing that she was pretending to be pitiful, but there was nothing she could do, so she turned around and waved her hand:

"Go, your idol is there, take a few more looks, or I'm sorry to be cold."

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Muchu turned around, a trace of cunning flashed in Yang Mi's fox-like eyes, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"It's not because of him that he's dressed like this...... she muttered quietly.

"What?"

Qin Muchu didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing!"

Yang Mi replied, and then walked in front of Zhou Jiaolun.

"I love your songs so much, I buy all of your albums!"

Saying that, she took out an album from her jacket pocket, which was Zhou Jiaolun's latest release of "Still Fansit".

"Can you sign me?"

She blinked and looked at Zhou Jiaolun with big eyes.

"Well, yes."

Zhou Jiaolun was a little shy and his face was a little red.

In order to cover up, he hurriedly stood up and said to Qin Muchu:

"Xiao Chu, do you have a pen, the kind you want to sign."

Qin Muchu walked into the room, and when he came out, he held an oil-based pen in his hand, threw it to Zhou Jiaolun, and said to Yang Mi:

"The collapse of an idol often begins with contact with him."

"Don't say anything like that, it's ruining my image."

Zhou Jiaolun, who was signing, raised his head and handed the album to Yang Mi.

"He's jealous."

"Huh!"

With a sneer, Qin Muchu walked into the room.

Yang Mi and Zhou Jiaolun also followed.

"Roaring at work again? What happens when you take a day off? ”

Zhou Jiaolun looked at Qin Muchu who was typing on the computer, and stepped forward to push Qin Muchu's mouse to make trouble.

Qin Muchu stopped working,

"Then what else can I do at this time?"

"Take me to play Warcraft, I've hit a bottleneck."

Zhou Jiaolun grabbed Qin Muchu's arm and tried to see the dagger.

"It's not the end of the color pen."

Qin Muchu took his hand away and looked at the computer.

Yang Mi, who was sitting on Qin Muchu's bed, stood up and asked:

"Do you also play Warcraft?"

"Me? It's okay, a little better than ordinary people. ”

Zhou Jiaolun's seemingly modest words contained unconcealed pride.

Yang Mi raised her eyebrows and said in front of me that she was good at playing games?

So I challenged:

"Would you like a plate?"

"You? Can girls play game yelling? ”

"Don't dare?"

“…… Come! ”

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi, who squeezed himself away, separated from Zhou Jiaolun left and right, and started "Warcraft", and shook his head helplessly.

Two Internet Addicted Youths......

sighed and wrote on the paper the planning of the show "Red Pity".

Two in a chorus?

He wrote these four words, and after a while, he thought about it and shook his head, and crossed it out again.

Zeng Li definitely wants to wear a costume, but she doesn't wear makeup on her face, otherwise others won't be able to see that it's her.

In that case, if there are only two people, himself and Zeng Li, the taste of Peking Opera will not be very strong.

Dance......

He wrote down two more words.

This one is desirable.

But what kind of backup dancer should you choose?

Beijing opera.

The backing dancers had to wear costumes and paint standard make-up performances.

And then......

He tapped his head with a pen.

Then he was with them at first, and then came out of them and sang.

What about me?

Just stand in front of the stage and sing? Wouldn't it be too obtrusive and isolating? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with them at all......

If not, then in what capacity should I fit into this "play"?

Qin Muchu fell into deep thought.

It seems that it is already complete, it is enough to have them, and there is no need for their own to join at all.

So I'll go?

Shook his head.

He wanted to leave, but Jin Yue would definitely not agree, he and Zeng Li were the meaning of the existence of this show, and they couldn't do it without one.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Muchu sighed, unable to figure out what identity he should integrate into this show.

In fact, he made a common mistake as a film and television director and entered a misunderstanding.

Film and television drama directors are all storytellers, while program directors don't.

Sing and sing, whatever identity you want, just stand up and sing.

Jin Yue didn't think about how complicated this show was, he just thought that Zeng Li was wearing a costume, and Qin Muchu stood up and finished singing.

But Qin Muchu obviously thought deeply, and there seems to be a trend towards the development of an abbreviated version of the musical......

If you can't figure it out, do what you can first.

Qin Muchu was no longer entangled, walked outside the room, and called Jin Yue.

The phone was quickly connected, and the sound of stage stereos came from inside, which was supposed to be in the studio.

"Hello? Xiao Qin, today is not a weekend, you didn't come, remember that you missed work for a day. Jin Yue joked.

Qin Muchu smiled:

"Then you can remember a few more days and expel me."

"Haha, slippery head, it's so easy to pick a pick, I still want to pick a pick! Tell me, what do you want me to do? ”

Qin Muchu smiled, he didn't expect Jin Yue to know him so well, he knew that he had something to do when he called, so he didn't hide it, and said directly:

"Red Mercy needs some backup dancers with theatrical skills, preferably real theater actors."

Jin Yue barely thought about it, and replied:

"That's it? Okay, how much do you want? ”

"Four or five......" Qin Muchu thought for a moment.

If there is more, it will steal the limelight from him and Zeng Li, and if there is less, it will not be useful.

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible and give you an answer tomorrow." Jin Yue replied.

Then he remembered something, and said in a happy tone:

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that the matter of borrowing the bronze crane has been completed, and people are willing to borrow it for exhibition on the day of the thirtieth night!"

"It's finished?"

Qin Muchu was also very happy.

Although it can be replaced by a fake, the fake one doesn't feel as good as the real one psychologically, although the audience may not be able to tell the difference.

"However, people also said that they want you, the director of the show, to go there in person." Jin Yue said again.

"Me? What am I going to do? Qin Muchu was surprised.

"We talked about the idea of the Spring Festival Gala, and the follow-up CCTV "National Treasure" program, they seem to be very interested and want to meet the creators of your show.

The day after tomorrow, if you go there, it shouldn't embarrass you.

They are all a group of old pedants, and their thinking may be a little old-fashioned, but they are all professional masters, don't look at them as having little real power, but they are very famous in the academic world, and they don't know how wide their connections are, so it may be beneficial for you to meet them......"

……

Hanging up the phone, Qin Muchu walked into the room.

Yang Mi and Zhou Jiaolun are still fighting in front of the computer.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Yang Mi was easily proud, while Zhou Jiaolun frowned and was distressed.

It seems that the situation is clear.

Qin Muchu walked behind the two and looked at the picture on their screen.

Well, sure enough, Zhou Jiaolun's rookie is going to lose.

How long has it been? There's really enough to eat.

Yang Mi felt that there was someone behind her, and she was even relaxed enough to turn around and chat with Qin Muchu:

"Who are you talking to?"

"The Spring Festival Gala."

"Oh."

Yang Mi nodded, and fell silent.

Suddenly, he said a little melancholy:

"You have become the director of the Spring Festival Gala, when will I be able to go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Qin Muchu thought about it, the time he came here from his previous life was 2020, and it seemed that he had never seen Yang Mi appear on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

So he said:

"Please let me untact you and take you to the Spring Festival Gala."

"Cut."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, and then looked at Qin Muchu with disdain,

"Let you uncover the rules, do you dare?"

Qin Muchu suddenly felt that his man's dignity was being provoked, and immediately clenched his fists and walked towards ...... Zhou Jiaolun.

"Rookie, she's going to steal your house from here, quickly transfer someone to guard it."

Qin Muchu pointed to the computer screen and pointed at Zhou Jiaolun.

Sure enough, after a while, a group of monsters rushed towards them brandishing weapons, but fortunately, Qin Muchu reminded them and annihilated them without danger.

Yang Mi, who was seen through the scheme, immediately frowned and shouted:

"Raippi! I was going to win! ”

After speaking, she lay back on the computer, clicked the mouse wildly, and started to operate it seriously.

"What to do, what to do?"

Zhou Jiaolun looked at the situation of overall disadvantage and was anxious.

"Here, here, and here."

Qin Muchu was not in a hurry, and dispatched troops to stabilize the situation.

Seeing that his waves of attacks were defused by Qin Muchu, Yang Mi's eyes gradually lit up with fire, and she became more and more serious.

Half an hour later.

"Win, haha, Xiao Chu, we're really good!"

Zhou Jiaolun stood up and cheered.

Although he basically watched Qin Muchu play in the back, but without him, would there be this game?

His role is crucial!

"It's just a matter of abuse, nothing."

Qin Muchu waved his hand.

If it weren't for Zhou Jiaolun's bad start, he would have won Yang Mi a long time ago.

Yang Mi can only be said to have a level, but not much, which is not bad among ordinary players of "Warcraft".

But compared to his "Interstellar" high-level play, it is too much worse.

On the other side, Yang Mi, who was defeated into victory, was so angry that her chest rose and fell, looking at the two cheering people, her fists clenched so loudly.

With a "puff", it was hammered on the table.

"One more, me, and you!"

Her eyes full of anger stared at Qin Muchu.

"Hehe, I'm retired, this one is enough!"

Qin Muchu shrugged proudly and refused Yang Mi's appointment.

"No, we have to do it again!"

Yang Mi walked towards Qin Muchu step by step, full of oppression.

"One more! One more shot! ”

Zhou Jiaolun didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and laughed and coaxed.

"Okay, then you two play."

Qin Muchu wanted to stand up.

Halfway through the stand, Yang Mi pressed back, and just when she wanted to stand up again, she felt that her shoulders were pressed, and the soft touch from the back of her head was so familiar......

Yang Mi's whole person pressed Qin Muchu to prevent him from getting up:

"No, he's too vegetable, I don't play with him!"

The smile on Zhou Jiaolun's face instantly froze.

What do you mean?

I won't borrow your computer to play!

(End of chapter)