Huo Qu's brain buzzed and he felt like his scalp was about to explode.

It felt as if a huge war drum was stuffed in his chest, making a thumping sound. His heart pounded so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.

He didn't have time to think about what was happening to him; his body had already reacted for him.

He used his hands and feet to lift the quilt and quickly climbed out of bed.

"What's the matter?" Yu Qinghuan reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, then sat up hugging the quilt, "You don't want to sleep today, right?"

When Huo Qu called him just now, he actually heard it, but he didn't respond because he simply didn't want to pay attention to him.

In Yu Qinghuan's opinion, Huo Qu's abnormality was because it was his first time sleeping with his friends. He was too excited to fall asleep, so he made a fuss like a child.

In the darkness, he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only feel a dark shadow falling from above his head, getting closer and closer to him.

Could it be that Huo Qu wanted to play a prank on him?

Yu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, then looked at him inquiringly.

"I..." Huo Qu's cheeks were burning hot, and the heat in his body surged one after another, almost drowning him. Especially after meeting Yu Qinghuan's beautiful eyes, he felt that he even had difficulty breathing.

"I..." He opened his lips again and again, but couldn't utter a complete sentence. He was so nervous that he lost his voice.

Yu Qinghuan didn't take it seriously at first, but when she saw his face flushed and his breathing quickened, she became worried and threw away the quilt and went over to check.

However, he never expected that the moment his feet touched the ground, Huo Qu suddenly widened his eyes, was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran out!

“Huo Qu!” Yu Qinghuan was so anxious that she didn’t even have time to put on her slippers before running after him, “Stop right there!”

After hearing Yu Qinghuan's words, Huo Qu hesitated for a few seconds. Although he was still clamoring to leave in his heart, he finally stopped. But her head was slightly lowered, her eyelashes trembling nervously, and she didn't dare to look at Yu Qinghuan at all.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Yu Qinghuan raised her hand and just as it touched Huo Qu's forehead, she saw him trembling violently and his breathing became heavier.

"You can't do this," Yu Qinghuan made a decision immediately, and dragged Huo Qu to the bedside forcefully, picked up a coat and put it on him, "Put on your clothes, I'll take you to the hospital."

Huo Qu instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find a reason to refute Yu Qinghuan, so he nodded obediently and did as he said.

The filming location of "The Line Between Life and Death" was very desolate, and there was no large hospital nearby. In addition, Yu Qinghuan was worried that Huo Qu's illness had come on suddenly, so she didn't dare to delay any further. She found a university nearby and went to its school hospital.

It was almost dawn and there were hardly any students in the hospital. The doctors on duty had all gone to bed. Only one nurse was standing by the window, yawning sleepily.

After Yu Qinghuan told her about Huo Qu's condition, the nurse looked embarrassed and said, "We can't do any major tests right now. How about you wait a while? I'll go ask the doctor."

Yu Qinghuan thanked him and pulled Huo Qu to sit on the chair at the door.

There was no heating in the corridor, and wind blew in through the cracks in the door, chilling people to the bone.

Yu Qinghuan’s down jacket was thick and warm, so she didn’t feel a thing. At most her face hurt a little from the cold. Huo Qu was the one who suffered. He was only wearing a black woolen coat, and his nose tip was red.

Yu Qinghuan felt sorry for him and wanted to take off her down jacket and give it to him, but he refused. Finally, he had no choice but to unzip his pants and said to Huo Tong: "Come on, put your head over here."

I can’t get close to Qinghuan anymore.

The heat on Huo Qu's face had not yet subsided, and upon hearing that, his heartbeat began to speed up again. He wanted to refuse, but his body reacted first for his brain. When he came to his senses, his face was already pressed against Yu Qinghuan's lower abdomen.

"Call your brother tomorrow and ask him to send some thick clothes over." Yu Qinghuan leaned back and pulled the front of his down jacket hard, trying to cover Huo Qu as much as possible. He lowered his head and frowned, saying, "Why are you wearing a windbreaker in such a cold weather? I don't usually see you care so much about beauty!"

"I, I didn't..." The refreshing scent of Yu Qinghuan lingered around his nose, and Huo Qu's head instantly became dizzy. Yu Qinghuan talked for a long time before he stammered in reply.

Yu Qinghuan smiled and flicked his head, "Look at your long reaction time. Who said you are a genius, huh?"

For some reason, Huo Qu suddenly had a strange expectation in his heart. He hoped to get Yu Qinghuan's recognition, hoped to get his praise, and even hoped that he would look at him with admiration like others.

All those things he never cared about became what he desired at this moment.

"I, I have a very high IQ." Huo Qu swallowed and replied.

He is a useless person. Apart from his IQ, he doesn't know where to get Qinghuan's praise.

"Got it." Yu Qinghuan chuckled and held the stubborn head in his arms more tightly.

The two waited for ten minutes before a doctor in a white coat came out of the lounge. His glasses were crooked and his voice was filled with impatience at being interrupted. "You are lucky today. We can still do the electrocardiogram."

As he spoke, he looked the two of them up and down, "Which one is it? Come with me to the interior."

"Let's go with the doctor," Yu Qinghuan pushed Huo Qu, "I'll wait for you outside."

Huo Qu was very reluctant and hesitated to get up, so Yu Qinghuan nudged him in the stomach with her knee, "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting."

I could only walk away, looking back every few steps.

The doctor on duty was an experienced one, and Huo Qu did the electrocardiogram very quickly.

Apart from my heart beating faster than others, there were no other problems, and the expected arrhythmia did not occur.

The doctor looked at Huo Qu's red face, then at his test results, and said with a puzzled look: "The heart is very healthy, there is nothing wrong with it. If you are worried, you can go to a big hospital for another check-up." After a pause, he continued: "As for the blushing face and heartbeat...are you nervous?"

Yu Qinghuan, who had just returned from paying the money, was stunned when he heard this, and then insisted, "Impossible, thank you doctor, I will take him to a big hospital when I have time."

Yu Qinghuan felt relieved after confirming that Huo Qu's heart was fine. Although the results of the examination were somewhat ambiguous, they were at least very reassuring.

After a whole night of tossing and turning, Yu Qinghuan was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as he returned to the hotel. As for Huo Qu, he struggled for a while and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next morning, when Yu Qinghuan woke up, he felt his body was very stiff and his breathing was stuffy. He forced himself to open his eyes, but what he saw was not the ceiling of the hotel, but a white and firm chest.

When Huo Qu was in front of him, he was always like a piece of dough, which he could easily knead or flatten. But when she fell asleep, she was very domineering, with her arms wide open, locking herself tightly in his arms, refusing to let go at all.

Yu Qinghuan moved slightly and found that his arms also tightened.

Huo Qu not only has a good-looking face, but also a beautiful body. Normally, someone like him who spends all day in the laboratory should have soft limbs, but Huo Qu is not like that. His body lines are smooth, covered with a thin and firm layer of muscles, which is beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Yu Qinghuan was so stimulated by this vivid scene that she almost lost her composure. She reacted immediately and forcefully pried Huo Qu's hands apart and crawled out of his arms.

Huo Qu was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up rudely. He opened his eyes feeling aggrieved.

"Well, you continue to sleep. I have to get up and work." Yu Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed. He patted Huo Qu's head soothingly, quickly put on his clothes and went into the bathroom to wash up. When he came back after cleaning up, he saw Huo Qu sitting at the head of the bed, dressed neatly, flipping through his script.

"Not going to sleep anymore?"

Huo Qu shook his head and looked up at Yu Qinghuan, "With you."

"Then go brush your teeth and wash your face," Yu Qinghuan took the script from his hand and urged, "I have a scene this morning, and I don't know when it will start. I can't wait for you too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qu rushed into the bathroom with a nervous look on his face.

He packed up quickly, perhaps intentionally speeding up, and fifteen minutes later, the two of them left the hotel and went to the set.

Yu Qinghuan's scene was not in the first one. He watched the other actors' performances for a while, then returned to the edge of the set and sat down, reciting his lines while waiting for notification.

Yu Qinghuan has a habit when filming, which is that he must memorize all the lines by heart. Only by being familiar with the other person's lines and your own lines can you make the best response based on the context during the performance.

"Qinghuan, come here, have a roasted sweet potato." Just as he turned a page and was about to recite the next one, Yu Xin trotted over with a paper bag, picked out the softest one and handed it to Yu Qinghuan, smiling and saying, "It's so sweet, Shen Ji's assistant sent it to me."

Chen Ji is the most popular second-tier artist under Yu Xin. In his previous life, Yu Xin was sending him to the set when he had a car accident on the highway and died on the spot.

Yu Xin was kind-hearted, and at the moment before his death he unleashed great potential. He was afraid of hurting Shen Ji's face, so he protected him tightly, so that among all the people in the car, Shen Ji was the only one who had some scratches on his arm.

On the day of Yu Xin's funeral, Shen Ji was having so much fun with the sponsor that he actually forgot about it.

Although Shen Ji became a rat crossing the street after this incident was exposed, Yu Qinghuan still couldn't let it go for him.

Looking at the brown and tender sweet potato in his hand, Yu Qinghuan suddenly lost his appetite. He peeled the sweet potato skin intermittently and asked Yu Xin, "Brother Chen has something to ask you?"

"Nothing." Yu Xin smiled and waved his hand, looking very happy. "I just came to see me when I passed by here."

How is that possible!

The place where the crew was located was so desolate that even if Shen Ji went up the mountain to pick birds, there was no way he would pass by here!

But seeing that Yu Xin was in such a good mood, Yu Qinghuan didn’t say much, but continued to ask: “I heard that Brother Chen recently took on a TV series, don’t you want to go and see it?”

Hearing this, Yu Xin shook his head, his face full of gratitude, "Chen Ji is a kind guy. Knowing that I just took over you, he said that I don't need to go over this time, and he will take care of it himself. Let me take care of you first. Hey, although I don't have any big-name stars under my command in this life, it's worth it to make friends like you."

Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to know what Shen Ji's purpose was in coming here. As long as Yu Xin no longer followed him to the crew and didn't sacrifice his life for someone who wasn't worth it like in his previous life, he would be satisfied.

Yu Qinghuan wanted to say something else when he was suddenly bumped hard by someone. The script in his hand flew out with a whoosh and fell directly into the basin of water used as a prop by the crew. It was so accurate that it seemed as if it had been aimed deliberately.

The boiling hot water instantly soaked the thin paper, and within a few seconds, the script was no longer usable.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The stagehand, who was holding props in both hands, apologized hastily, his face full of regret and self-blame, "Can I get another script for you?"

The props were very heavy, and it looked like he had moved them many times. Even in the middle of winter, he was so tired that his face was covered in sweat, and he was still panting while talking.

"It's okay." Yu Qinghuan smiled at him, "Just go do your thing, I'll go find Qing Yuan to borrow it."

"Thank you Qinghuan," the stage manager breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to him gratefully, and quickly continued with the work in his hands.

The script is very important to celebrities. It not only marks the key points, but also contains their understanding and perception of the plot. If it happened today to someone with a bad temper, a slap in the face would be considered a good thing.

Thinking of this, the stage manager couldn't help but look back at Yu Qinghuan. I silently decided in my heart that I would be his die-hard fan from now on.

"I think you're really going to the temple to pray recently." Seeing the production manager walk away, Yu Xin sighed and said to Yu Qinghuan, "First, the endorsement was snatched away, and then the script was destroyed. How can you be so unlucky?"

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan still looked carefree, she couldn't help but push him, "Hurry up and find Zhao Qingyuan, it will be your turn soon."

Although Yu Qinghuan knew the lines by heart, it was always good to read them more often. Hearing this, he nodded and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I took a step, my wrist was grabbed from behind.

Yu Qinghuan turned back in confusion, "Huo Qu? What happened?"

"Don't go looking for him." Huo Qu pursed his lips tightly, his dark eyes fixed on Yu Qinghuan, refusing to let go.

"Be obedient and stop making trouble." Yu Qinghuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she tried to pry his hands apart. Just as she was about to say something, Huo Qu said expressionlessly, "Are you looking for the script from him? I can recite it to you, too."

back?

Next, under Yu Qinghuan's shocked gaze, Huo Qu recited what he was going to film today from beginning to end, word for word.

Yu Qinghuan's eyes widened as he listened, "When did you read my script?"

"This morning." Huo Qu answered honestly, and while Yu Qinghuan wasn't paying attention, he quietly moved closer to him. So much so that when Yu Qinghuan came to his senses, he was almost frightened to death by the enlarged face in front of him.

He complained, "Why are you so close to me?" Then he asked, "You only looked at it for a while this morning, and you memorized it?"

Huo Qu nodded honestly, "Yes." He paused and added, "It's very easy to remember."

Yu Qinghuan: “…”

As the provincial champion in liberal arts that year, Yu Qinghuan felt that his memory was better than most people. In the past, many classmates enviously asked him if he had any special method to memorize so quickly. At that time, Yu Qinghuan just said, "There is no special method. I just remember it after reading it."

This made all the classmates feel very regretful and they wished they could exchange heads with him.

However, things have changed, and he now personally experiences what his classmates felt back then.

Giving Huo Qu a complicated look, Yu Qinghuan pulled him aside and sat him down, a malicious smile on his face, "Come on, recite it to me again, and recite it slowly."

Huo Qu didn't realize that he was playing a prank, and he recited it from beginning to end honestly. After he finished, he tilted his head and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "Qing Huan, do you want me to recite it again?"

He liked this feeling, this feeling... that Qinghuan also needed him.

If only it could always be like this, he wouldn't be a monster or a useless person, he could also help Qinghuan.

"No need." Seeing Huo Qu's cute and adorable appearance, Yu Qinghuan instantly felt guilty. She couldn't help but reach out and rub his hair. "You recited it very well. Fortunately, you are here so that I can remember it."

"Really?" Hearing this, Huo Qu's eyes widened in surprise. He happily moved closer to Yu Qinghuan and kept asking, "Did I really help you? Really?"

"Really." Yu Qinghuan looked up at him and smiled slightly, "You are very good."

Then, he saw a brilliant smile suddenly bloom on Huo Qu's face, so bright that it could almost outshine the winter sun.

Yu Qinghuan waited for the whole morning, but Liu Jiaan didn't call him. The reason is that Fang Zhongxi always fails to make good shots, and his take can never be filmed properly.

"Forget it, let's take a break and talk about it in the afternoon." In the end, Liu Jiaan was too lazy to even curse at anyone. He turned off the monitor, waved his hand tiredly and said something.

In fact, Fang Zhongxi has good acting skills and he works very hard, so Liu Jiaan still likes him very much. But I don't know what's wrong with him today. He's always out of shape. Either he forgets the lyrics, or his emotions are not right.

Although time is tight, Liu Jiaan is a person who cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes. As long as his requirements are not met, he will not pass it no matter what the situation is.

"I'm sorry, Director Liu, for causing you trouble." Fang Zhongxi apologized repeatedly and assured, "Don't worry, I will make adjustments this afternoon."

Liu Jiaan nodded and said nothing.

Seeing this, Fang Zhongxi was very nervous, but he didn't dare to say too much, so he had to leave with a lot on his mind.

"Zhongxi, it's okay, it's just a Chicly endorsement." Seeing Fang Zhongxi's gloomy face, the agent comforted him, "There will be opportunities."

"There's a chance, there's a chance! You always say that!" Fang Zhongxi covered his face in pain. "I'm not young anymore. If I continue to rely on my youth, others won't say anything, but I'll be embarrassed myself! I've done so many endorsements for Chicly! I didn't expect to end up making wedding dresses for others."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the agent did not dare to provoke him anymore and said in a slow tone, "You are already transforming. The fact that you were accepted into "Life and Death Line" is the best proof. Liu Jiaan hired you because you must have commercial value. Don't think too much. Hard work will always be rewarded."

Fang Zhongxi was silent for a long time before he sighed, "I was working in the wrong direction before. No one could see my silent efforts!" He paused and turned to his agent with a burning gaze, "Can you help me find out about Ada? Isn't their watch brand selecting a spokesperson recently?"

"Zhong Xi!" The agent widened his eyes in astonishment, "That's Ada! How could a top brand like that want you..." Before he could finish his words, he gradually died down when he met Fang Zhong Xi's mocking eyes.

"Yeah, why would you want a second-tier artist like me?" Fang Zhongxi sneered, "Is that what you want to say?"

Without waiting for the agent to answer, he continued, "So what if he's a second-tier artist? Anyway, they just want a spokesperson for a watch." Fang Zhongxi lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "I heard that their design director likes men..."

"You're crazy!" The agent never expected that Fang Zhongxi would go to this extent. He looked at him disapprovingly and advised: "Zhongxi, it's just an endorsement."

"Yeah, it's just an endorsement," Fang Zhongxi murmured softly, "but I just can't get it, what should I do?"

Although his voice was small, it was filled with endless despair and darkness. The agent stared at him for a while before looking away. "Got it. I'll ask for you."

At this moment on the set, Yu Qinghuan had just sat down to eat when he was stunned by the news brought by Yu Xin. He almost knocked over his lunch box. If Huo Qu hadn't reacted quickly and reached out to take it, his lunch today would have been ruined.

"What? How did Ada's watch endorsement come to me?" Yu Qinghuan was almost desperate. He repeatedly confirmed with Yu Xin, "Brother, did you make a mistake? This shouldn't be the case! I didn't even pass the audition for Chicly."

"I told you, that's because Chicly has no vision." Yu Xin was so happy that she almost floated to the sky. "Hurry up and eat, then I'll take you to meet Ada's design director. It won't take long, four hours round trip will be enough. Anyway, your role is scheduled last, so it won't be delayed."

"No, what if it's my turn soon? I have to wait in the crew." Yu Qinghuan refused firmly.

Just kidding, this weird good luck finally showed signs of dissipating, he couldn't try to maintain it, he had to find a way to turn down this audition.

Yu Qinghuan was just thinking about it when he heard Liu Jiaan's hearty laughter behind him, "Qinghuan, just go ahead. It's okay. We have a lot of things to shoot this afternoon, so I don't think we'll need you. Just come back before 7pm."

Yu Qinghuan turned around woodenly. Liu Jiaan and Jiang Qi were walking towards him, cigarettes in their mouths. As they walked, they said, "I like Qinghuan's personality. She is serious, responsible, and honest!"

"Yes, Qinghuan's character is really beyond reproach!"

Yu Qinghuan: “…”

No, he just simply doesn't want to audition!

But there was no more excuse to refuse, Yu Qinghuan could no longer refuse, and could only helplessly follow Yu Xin to the appointment.

Ada's design director is called Evanson, a handsome blond man with a very enthusiastic personality. As soon as they met, he wanted to hug Yu Qinghuan, but when he was about to touch him, he was stopped by Huo Qu.

Evanson's face was full of question marks. He wanted to ask what was going on, but when he saw Huo Qu staring at him with hostility, he understood instantly. He looked at Yu Qinghuan with regret. He did not make any physical contact with Yu Qinghuan again, and went straight to the point and talked about Ada's endorsement.

Evanson, who had entered the working state, looked particularly serious. He asked Yu Qinghuan about her physical data in detail, asked Yu Qinghuan to pose for him, and even asked the accompanying photographer to take a few photos on the spot. He looked at the photos and Yu Qinghuan's face for a long time before putting down the photos and extending his right hand to Yu Qinghuan, "Happy cooperation in the coming year."

Is this it? !

Did you decide to use him as the spokesperson after just looking at him a few times? !

Is Ada always so careless in selecting endorsements?

If it weren’t for the warm touch on her hands, Yu Qinghuan almost thought she was dreaming!

Although I only signed a one-year endorsement contract, that was Ada. I was a newcomer who didn’t have any works yet, but I got to endorse Ada! This is so unreal.

He could fully foresee how much of a shock it would cause once Ada released this news.

Yu Qinghuan returned to the crew in a daze, but Evanson did not go back to his hotel, but took a taxi directly to Starlight.

"How is it? Are you finally sure after seeing the real person?" Huo Rong asked, leaning on the sofa in the office.

"Not bad." Evanson gave Yu Qinghuan a high evaluation, "His physical condition and temperament are very good, very suitable for the Ada cold series of watches."

He paused, as if afraid that Huo Rong would take advantage of the situation, and added, "He's just not famous. You know, this is the biggest flaw for a spokesperson. If I didn't owe you a favor, I would never use him."

Huo Rong sneered, "Fame? Wait half a year and see. Don't be so ungrateful. One million and two hundred thousand a year in endorsement fees, and that's before tax. Do you think it's a lot? Besides," he looked at Evanson sharply, "do you think I don't know? The Lengdan series is the product you value the least. Otherwise, no matter how much you owe me, I'm afraid you wouldn't agree to this request."

"I can't hide anything from you." Evanson chuckled, not at all embarrassed by being exposed.

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Yu Chang is really good. If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would definitely pursue him."

"What did you say?" Huo Rong suddenly stood up from the sofa, his voice unconsciously raised by eight degrees, "You said Yu Qinghuan has a boyfriend?"

"Yeah," Evanson looked at him in confusion, "The man next to him who is a little taller than him and always has a blank expression, isn't he his boyfriend? Don't you know?"

Afraid that Huo Rong would not believe him, Evanson specifically told him in detail what happened today. At the end, he added with a solemn oath, "Believe me, with my many years of experience in the love field, I can't be wrong!"

Huo Rong only felt that his vision was getting darker.

He said why he always felt something was wrong!

Why did the stubborn brother suddenly admit his mistake? Why did he rush back to the United States after hearing that something happened to Yu Qinghuan? Why did he insist on following Yu Qinghuan?

This guy obviously likes me!

His brother actually became gay without even realizing it! Oh my god!

Huo Rong, who suddenly discovered his little brother's big secret, was terrified, but he dared not speak out. In the end, he almost became abnormal because of holding it in. Finally, he couldn't help but call Huo Zheng and told him about it. He sighed in worry, "Brother, what do you say? How come my little brother likes her?"

Huo Rong was not stupid. Recalling Yu Qinghuan's attitude towards Huo Qu, he knew that she didn't think that way at all. He was probably just foolishly having a one-sided love for him.

Although his brother is a good person in every way, Huo Rong still doesn't think Yu Qinghuan will respond to Huo Qu's feelings. Moreover, he would not feel at ease if his younger brother was really with Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan is good-looking and popular, so there must be countless people who like him. But my younger brother looks so otherworldly that I'm afraid he might be snatched away by someone else without anyone noticing.

Huo Zheng accidentally broke a glass when he heard this. He was silent for a long time, then asked, "Are you sure?"

Huo Rong: "Definitely and definitely."

Huo Zheng said calmly: "Don't worry about this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Rong began to protest, "How can I just ignore it? My life is already hard, how, how can I let him go down that path!"

Huo Zheng held the microphone a little further from his ear until he finished speaking, then he said, "Oh, is that your business?" He paused and continued, "I'll listen to you, little brother?"

Huo Rong: “…”

It seems... that there is nothing I can do about it.

But for such a big thing, we have to take care of it even if we can’t do it!

"So what do you say we should do?"

Huo Zheng's voice was very calm. After hearing such a big thing, he had no other reaction except for the initial loss of composure. "I will make my own decision." He paused and curled his lips. "Besides, given my situation, it's hard to say whether I really like you or not."

Huo Rong's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, how could he forget this! What if my liking for Yu Qinghuan is not love, but just the possessiveness between friends? If he intervenes rashly and misleads me, it’s hard to say what will happen in the future.

Thinking of this, Huo Rong couldn't help but sigh, "Ginger is still spicy with age."

Huo Zheng: "I was born only one minute earlier than you."

Huo Rong: “…”

Huo Qu had no idea that his brothers were struggling with his affairs. At this moment, he was carrying a small stool and sitting on the edge of the set waiting to watch Yu Qinghuan filming. In his hand, he was holding the small notebook that Yu Qinghuan had just bought for him, writing and drawing from time to time.

Yu Xin looked at him with his mouth wide open, his eyes almost bulging out.

This guy just said he wanted to learn how to find his way, so he found him a detailed local map on the Internet. Then... he saw a scene that was enough to shock his whole world -

Huo Qu was able to accurately draw the complex and diverse streets and stores on the map after only looking at them for a few dozen minutes!

Yu Xin refused to believe in evil and was determined to get the truth even if it meant losing his eyes. He compared the maps on the Internet with those drawn by Huo Qu bit by bit, and finally had to admit that geniuses were indeed different from ordinary people like them, and Huo Qu's map really had no mistakes at all!

This is simply... How can these people live!

Maybe it was because Yu Xin's resentment was too strong, Huo Qu suddenly put down the map and stood up, "Do you know where the bathroom is?"

"Oh, that one." Yu Xin came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to show him the way. "Go to the shed in front and turn left. Then go straight and it will be on the right."

Huo Qu pursed his lips and didn't move.

Yu Xin was puzzled: "What?"

Huo Qu smiled shyly, "Um... can you take me there? I can't find the way."

Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "Okay, I'll take you there!"

He took the lead and led the way, his face full of pride.

So what if you can memorize the entire city map in just a few minutes? I can’t even find the toilet! Tsk tsk tsk.

Yu Qinghuan glanced over here during the preparation period, and was relieved to see that it was Yu Xin with Huo Qu.

"Qinghuan, come here," Liu Jiaan shouted at Yu Qinghuan with a loud speaker.

Yu Qinghuan quickly retracted his gaze and trotted over, "Director Liu, are you looking for me?"

"How's your drinking tolerance?"

The next scene was what happened after Ye Sheng arrived at the battlefield.

All the doctors and nurses who arrived at the battlefield rushed to the military hospital to work as soon as possible. Only Ye Sheng, out of anger and fear, not only refused to join the rescue operation, but even drank to drown his sorrows.

And on this day, when he was drunk, a huge explosion suddenly occurred in the battlefield. There were so many injured people all of a sudden, and the hospital did not have enough staff. Peng Cheng had no choice but to drag Ye Sheng to the hospital.

But Ye Sheng had drunk some wine, and although he was not drunk, he was very excited. His hands were shaking and he was unable to pick up the scalpel. Even though he tried his best to control himself, it still didn't work.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the injured who could have been rescued slowly died in front of him because they did not receive timely treatment.

This is the most important turning point in Ye Sheng’s life.

"Not very good." Yu Qinghuan forced out three words, paused, and added, "Very bad."

"That won't work," Liu Jiaan rubbed his scalp in distress.

A person who is absolutely sober, no matter how good his acting skills are, cannot act out that slightly tipsy but excited state. His original intention was to let Yu Qinghuan drink a little wine, so that with this little bit of alcohol and her acting skills, there wouldn't be any major problems in this part.

But now I know that Yu Qinghuan can’t drink much! What should I do? Don’t get so drunk that you can’t even shoot the scene, that would be really funny.

"Why don't we give it a try?" Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath and made up his mind. "I'll just drink a little, it should be fine."

"That's fine." Liu Jiaan nodded and said to Jiang Qi, "Get Qinghuan a bottle of 8-proof Rio." After thinking for a moment, he changed his mind and said, "Forget it, let's get the 5-proof."

After taking a look at Yu Qinghuan's tall figure, he sighed and said, "No, I'll take the third degree."

If he gets drunk, he won't be able to carry this 1.80-meter-tall guy.

Jiang Qi held back his laughter and threw a bottle of wine over, "Old Liu, don't change your words. Apart from the octave, you don't have the rest."

Liu Jiaan had no choice but to take the wine and handed it to Yu Qinghuan, admonishing her again and again, "Take it easy, and don't get drunk."

"Got it, Director Liu." Yu Qinghuan responded with a helpless smile, opened the bottle of wine and drank half of it in small sips.

He didn't feel any discomfort, so he drank a few more sips before putting it down and saying to Liu Jiaan, "That's about it."

Yu Qinghuan could feel that he was more excited than usual, but his mind was still clear and he didn't stagger when walking. This state was just right.

"Hurry up, lighting technicians, props, get ready!" Upon hearing this, Liu Jia'an shouted hurriedly, looked at Yu Qinghuan carefully for a few seconds, and then returned to the monitor with satisfaction.

Yu Qinghuan has a good grasp of the balance between sobriety and tipsiness. He does not use the traditional exaggerated way to show that Ye Sheng is drunk, but conveys this message to the audience through his eyes, movements, and flushed eyes.

His performance was highly praised by Liu Jiaan. He watched the video on the monitor with a smile on his face. Liu Jiaan praised him, "You have improved since you first joined the group."

Yu Qinghuan thanked him for the compliment, confirmed that there was nothing for him to do next, and left the set with Huo Qu.

Perhaps it was the aftereffect of alcohol, he felt himself becoming more and more excited and couldn't control the smile on his face at all.

"Don't laugh like that." Seeing Huo Qu going out to get some water, Yu Xin glared at Yu Qinghuan fiercely, "What if some little girl saw this?"

Yu Xin also knows that his artists are good-looking, but no matter how good-looking they are, you've gotten used to them after seeing them for so long.

But after drinking, Yu Qinghuan's coldness seemed to evaporate along with the alcohol. There was a smile in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, the corners of his light-colored lips were slightly upturned, and just sitting there casually, he had a romantic and lazy demeanor in his bones.

"Aren't there any little girls here?" As if in provocation, the smile on Yu Qinghuan's face became brighter.

"Come on, come on. I can't control you anymore," Yu Xin was too lazy to pay attention to him. He left his room after giving him a few instructions.

Yu Qinghuan sat on the bed for a while bored, but Huo Qu didn't come back no matter how long she waited, so she simply got up and went to the kitchen.

Huo Qu was fiddling with the electric kettle with sweat all over his forehead. He knocked on the kettle from time to time and listened to the sound, looking very distressed.

"The button was not pressed." Yu Qinghuan walked over and said.

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