Chapter 80 Rain

“Hahahahahahahahaha…!!!”

Liu Yue was laughing so hard that she fell backwards on the ride they took from the airport back to Fengcheng.

"This is truly heartening, Lanlan. I had no idea you were even interviewed by a national news station."

As soon as the news was broadcast, the entire Internet was in an uproar.

How many celebrities can make it to national news?

What everyone is discussing now is that it turns out that Jun Qiulan did not fail to volunteer or participate in disaster relief, but that he went to the most dangerous place with the rescue team and armed police.

The news footage not only showed him squatting beside muddy gravel and eating his lunch with the soldiers, but also showed him carrying sandbags...

Every frame is incredible.

Jun Qiulan gave them the impression of being a very down-to-earth person in life, but his original character should be that of a cold, aloof and modest gentleman.

But in the disaster area, he almost completely lacked the image that an artist should have.

Even in the photos of Sister Huang and Qu Feng taken by the public, although they were dressed in low-key and ordinary clothes, they looked clean and refreshing.

Only Jun Qiulan was covered in mud, sitting on the ground, his face showing visible fatigue, and his hands holding the lunch box were all scratched and broken.

And that long hair that everyone liked was just roughly tied up on top of her head.

A mess.

But his smile was so simple.

Many people who had followed the trend and cursed others before quickly knelt down to apologize.

This is an artist who has been officially praised.

There are also some stubborn black fans who have nothing better to do and they keep complaining about Jun Qiulan not donating money or supplies.

The reasoning is probably that it is much easier for celebrities to make money than ordinary people, and in this case, donating money and materials is a must.

At this time, Qu Feng really couldn't bear it anymore.

When Qu Feng saw the screenshots sent by his agent in the evening, he was also happy for a long time. Isn't this a very cool plot that slaps one's face in the backhand?

This is national television news, not entertainment news.

There are only this group of stubborn keyboard warriors left, and they are disgusting to look at.

Qu Feng directly took a screenshot of the chat history between him and Jun Qiulan and sent it out.

Jun Qiulan donated all the announcement fees after deducting taxes from the program he recorded.

The plot has taken another turn.

Netizens are now speechless.

Everyone knows that Jun Qiulan only started to enter this industry last year. He does not have any company to run, has not taken on any big productions, and has not used his fame to make money.

He hasn't even accepted any endorsements and doesn't receive many announcements.

So everyone can roughly estimate how much Jun Qiulan can earn.

I'm afraid the income from the entertainment industry is not as much as what he makes from selling folding fans.

Liu Yue saw the information on the Internet twisting and turning again.

I almost jumped up in the ride.

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing: "Sister Yue, calm down."

Liu Yue's face flushed with excitement. "There's nothing I can do, Lanlan. Anyone would get excited if they encountered something like this."

After she finished speaking, she paused.

Isn’t the real person quite calm?

Doesn’t Lanlan know what this means?

After a while, the black-skinned soldier who had been rescued by Jun Qiulan appeared on the official account of their unit.

In the form of a video, thanks were given to all the people who participated in the disaster relief efforts, and Jun Qiulan was singled out as an example.

Then he specially thanked Jun Qiulan for saving his life at the risk of his life.

This is the official account of the army.

One stone can cause a thousand ripples.

So many people are curious, does Jun Qiulan have any magical powers?

So many people spoke up for him.

The only possibility is that Jun Qiulan is worthy.

The driver listened for a long time and said, "I picked up a big star today."

Jun Qiulan said softly: "He's not a big star, just an ordinary person."

The driver was also happy. "I heard it all just now. Are they going to the disaster relief? They even made the news. It's amazing. I'm also a veteran and have participated in earthquake relief before..."

The driver was also a talkative person and told stories about their past disaster relief efforts.

Jun Qiulan listened very carefully and asked a few questions from time to time.

He is curious about these things now.

Many things cannot be found on the Internet, after all, they are a bit sensitive, but what comes from the mouths of veterans is the most real.

Of course, the driver only said what he could say. Even though he has retired, discipline is engraved in his bones.

Jun Qiulan benefited a lot.

We chatted all the way to Fengcheng.

When Jun Qiulan and the others got off the car, the driver got off specially to help them with their luggage.

"Work hard, young man. Being a star and being able to go deep into the rear to rescue people is something you can do. With such spirit, you will definitely become famous in the future. However, you must also keep your original intention in the future."

Jun Qiulan said sincerely, "Thank you very much, brother."

Seeing that he was still taking a taxi, the driver said, "If it's convenient, why not leave your contact information? If you need a taxi in the future, just call me directly and pay me the market price."

"Add mine, add mine. I'm his assistant." Liu Yue quickly answered: "I usually arrange the car for travel."

The driver didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It is indeed not convenient to give out the contact information of celebrities casually.

Liu Yue: "My name is Liu Yue, what's your name, big brother?"

"Just call me Old Hu." Brother Hu is also a generous man. "I often run the route from Fengcheng to the airport. Just call ahead."

"Okay, Brother Hu, take care."

After Brother Hu left, Liu Yue said somewhat awkwardly, "Should we buy a car?"

After all, their Lanlan is an artist who has been on national news. Who knew that he can only take a taxi to travel?

There is also a most important issue. Lanlan is an artist and she should always protect her personal privacy.

What if we start talking about other artists in the car and the news gets out and the meaning is distorted?

Occasionally they also need to talk about work. What if the schedule is leaked in advance?

It would be better to have your own car.

Jun Qiulan had actually always been interested in this vehicle with four wheels that did not require oxen or horses to pull it, but he had checked and found out that one had to take a driving test to drive one.

He wanted to take the exam, but he wasn't ready yet.

After all, he was an ancient man, driving this kind of steel vehicle, and had seen some tragic car accident videos on the Internet, so he still had to be mentally prepared.

He said: "I don't have a driver's license yet."

There are both cheap and expensive vehicles. For transportation, just buy one that he can afford.

He thinks that rechargeable cars are very good and can save fuel.

He paused and asked, "Sister Yue, do you have a driver's license?"

Liu Yue laughed awkwardly and said, "After the college entrance examination, I took the driving test, but I haven't driven a car since then."

Her family has cars, all of which are pickup trucks and vans.

It's a little too big for her, and she also has to deliver goods and transport them on a regular basis.

Jun Qiulan suppressed his laughter for a while and said, "It's okay, let's take our time later."

He was also planning to give Liu Yue an extra driver's salary.

Liu Yue was full of fighting spirit: "Give me some more time, and I will definitely learn how to drive."

As an artist assistant, how can you not know how to drive?

It would be a joke if you told others about it.

Jun Qiulan didn't think there was anything wrong.

He brought back a lot of things, so Liu Yue wanted to help him carry them up.

Some of them were gifts given to her by fans at the airport when she left, some were souvenirs she received from participating in the disaster relief efforts, and one box contained Jun Qiulan's own clothes.

The house is still as clean as ever.

"Where's the cat?"

I went to tell Liu Yue at that time and a friend would come to help feed the baby.

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "I didn't plan to stay this long, but then I felt uneasy leaving a cat at home, so I asked a friend to pick it up first."

Liu Yue had no doubts, because everyone knew that Jun Qiulan liked Jun Baisong very much.

"Do you want me to pick it up for you?"

"No, I just happen to be visiting my friend tomorrow."

He continued, "Sister Yue has been working hard for a few days. Go back and rest early. Rest tomorrow as well. Inform Sister Xu that we will have a small meeting the day after tomorrow."

Except for the first two days which were quite dangerous, Jun Qiulan did not let Liu Yue go. In the following two days, Liu Yue also participated in cleaning up the sludge after the flood, which was also quite hard work.

Liu Yue didn't hesitate: "Okay, you should take a good rest for a day. You have worked hard these past few days."

After that, I only have one endorsement commercial for a sports brand to shoot, which will take about two days.

It might be strange to outsiders. Jun Qiulan is now considered a hot rising star, but she has so few announcements.

It’s not that there were no notices, it’s just that Jun Qiulan herself was not in a hurry to accept them and was not so eager to make money.

After Liu Yue left, Jun Qiulan first dealt with the information on the Internet, posted a thank you Weibo, and then replied to the messages sent by friends.

Finally, he went home to report his safety to his parents, and took Jun Baisong back to the rental house before he replied to Yan Jing's message.

Click, click, a few photos were sent first.

"Just got home."

Yan Jing made a video call directly.

Yan Jing in the video looked a little haggard, and Jun Qiulan was no less so.

When the two saw each other, they couldn't help but smile.

Jun Qiulan's haggard appearance was entirely due to the exhaustion she had experienced during this period of time.

Yan Jing's haggard appearance is mainly caused by staying up late.

"Hasn't the actor finished interviewing yet?"

"It's not that bad, we just need a few minor roles, so there's no rush."

Jun Qiulan thought for a moment, "There's another artist in my studio named Zhang Li. He used to be a special extra. He was the one who guided me when I first started. You should know him. Is there a suitable role for him? Can you give me an audition?"

Yan Jing couldn't help laughing: "Now you have learned to talk to me about cooperation?"

Jun Qiulan was also amused. "Who doesn't know the power of Director Yan? Even small roles have their own highlights. I'm recommending an artist from my own studio. Is that okay?"

Nothing wrong.

Just to see if I can give me an audition opportunity.

It’s not like they just stuff people into the group.

Yan Jing’s mailbox now receives so many actor recommendations, whether from self-recommendations or recommendations from others, that he doesn’t know how many of them he receives every day.

This is understandable.

"Send the person's information." Yan Jing only had a very rough memory of Zhang Li, as if he was an artist with no memorable points.

It has nothing to do with facial features.

Many people who have made a name for themselves in the entertainment industry have extremely ordinary looks, and their appearance would even be considered just that of an ordinary person among ordinary people.

The audience's memory is very important.

But it's not without benefits.

For such people, if they can hone their acting skills well, playing supporting roles in various crews can be a good career path in the future. They may even be called a "drama-throwing face".

He can act whatever role he plays.

At this point, it doesn’t matter whether you are famous or not, because you will never lack roles to play.

When Jun Qiulan mentioned it at this time, Yan Jing really thought of a small role, whose first appearance was the highlight, and then that was it, just this one scene.

I originally planned to find a special agent.

Jun Qiulan smiled gently: "No matter whether it works or not, thank you very much in advance."

"There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

After knowing each other for so long, Yan Jing clearly knew that Jun Qiulan was a close friend worth making.

Whenever I can be of help, just give me a call.

"Don't forget what I told you. How is the situation?"

Jun Qiulan's eyes were a little vague. If Yan Jing hadn't said it, he would have really forgotten it.

Yan Jing asked him to ask Mr. Yangeng if he could come out of seclusion to paint a few calligraphy and paintings for the filming of the movie.

There is no sign of asking his father to come over yet.

Nowadays, the weight of living things that can be teleported has increased, but we still have to wait before we can send people over.

The filming of the movie was in July, and the sweet potatoes planted in early spring were about the same time to be harvested.

I don’t know if it will be possible by then.

Even if it was possible, he hadn't figured out how to solve the identity issue of his father and others here.

This world's household registration system is too complicated.

People like him were lucky enough to meet Master Qingheng, otherwise he would have been in a difficult situation.

In today's technologically advanced society, it is really difficult to obtain the identity of a person who has never appeared anywhere and has no trace of his life.

Unless you confess to the official agencies here.

This is probably my last plan. After all, my origins are unknown and I always lack confidence.

We still need to think of a more appropriate way.

He cleared his throat and said, "If you only want a few paintings and calligraphy, tell me your request and I'll pass it on. If I act in your movie, Mr. Yan Geng probably won't refuse. But if we want to invite him out of retirement, it's really a bit difficult."

Nor did I lie.

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "We'll talk about it later. Anyway, you have to help me keep this in mind."

Jun Qiulan nodded quickly, "I know, I will definitely remember it."

Yan Jing smiled and said, "Okay, go to bed early. You must have been exhausted in the past few days. You should correct it. Don't wait until the filming starts and your skin condition is too bad to be seen."

After all, that character is the most beautiful woman in the world, and with rough hair and skin, it is even too obvious on the big screen. Even if Jun Qiulan's facial features are impeccable, these two flaws may greatly reduce the beauty of this character.

Jun Qiulan was overjoyed. "I know. I will definitely join the crew with fair and tender skin and shiny hair."

Yan Jing also laughed.

The two chatted for a while, watched Jun Baisong sticking his butt out and sharpening his claws, and then hung up the video call.

There was nothing to do the next day, so Jun Qiulan simply went home to sleep.

Jun Baisong also prefers the ancient place. It has been raining here for several days. Jun Baisong doesn't like the feeling of the wet ground, and always likes to be held by someone when going out.

Ever since Jun Qiulan started to go to the disaster relief work that day, there has been varying degrees of rainfall every day.

Of course, it’s only the biggest on the first day.

With the rain in the past few days, the sky here in ancient times seems clearer and the crops in the fields are more vigorous.

The people's hope of survival is growing.

The next day when Jun Qiulan walked out of the door, he was still listening to the villagers chatting. They said that at this time of year in previous years, it never rained intermittently for several consecutive days.

And the rain came without any warning.

The sky may be clear one moment and pouring rain the next.

Under normal circumstances, if the weather was so changeable, people would complain in their hearts.

But now they are too late to be happy.

"If there are a few more, the water in the river will overflow."

As he said this, the old farmer's face was full of wrinkles from smiling.

They have never seen the river water backflow before.

Even the experienced farmers in the past are confused by this year's weather conditions.

They all clearly thought that this year would be a year of severe drought, and this had been the sign for some time.

Now it rains as soon as we say it will rain.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

These old farmers have been dealing with the weather and crops all their lives, and even in their old age they have been taught a lesson by the unpredictable weather.

Jun Qiulan carried Jun Baisong around the village, just to show up and take a look at the situation in the village and the pieces of land they had at home.

They are growing quite well.

It’s this rain…

This rain can provide some relief, but it is still a long way to go before we can truly defeat the natural disaster.

When the temperature rises and the sun shines, the rainfall in the past few days may evaporate directly.

Why……

It's better to have something than nothing.

Based on his experience and his understanding of this mysterious power, even if he went to another world and donated all the money he had, it probably would not make it rain in the border town again.

This is a fundamentally different situation.

However, it is always right to do more good deeds.

In the past, he was thinking about accumulating merits in Dasheng to open up the passage for time travel, but now he has a new idea.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was nothing going on in modern times today, Jun Qiulan took a walk around, went back to send Jun Bai to his mother, and then went straight into the city.

If Sister Wan'er has any news about the situation in the city, she will convey it to them in a timely manner.

It’s just that Sister Wan’er rarely goes out, so she doesn’t get much news.

Jun Qiulan decided to take a look for himself, and after that, he went to find Senior Brother Duan Wen.

Duan Wen can be said to be in high spirits recently.

Not only were the sweet potatoes planted, but several prefects in the surrounding area also responded to his call and did not collect head tax from the people.

And one advantage of sweet potatoes is that the vines that grow can be cut off and continued to be planted.

The news about the sweet potatoes could not be concealed, and the prefects of several nearby states even made personal trips there.

They are all close to the border town, and neither place is very wealthy. Those who can be sent here to serve as officials are mostly powerless and have no background, similar to Duan Wen's situation.

With their identities and backgrounds, there are only two extremes for them to face when they become officials.

Either they are extremely poor, honest and incorruptible, and do their jobs honestly and dutifully.

Or they are particularly good at "specializing", finding a backer, and then paying some tribute to the backer in order to have a better future.

Where does this kind of filial piety come from? Or is it just plundering the people's blood and sweat?

Three years as a clean magistrate and 100,000 silver coins is not a joke at all.

Fortunately, the surrounding prefects were relatively conscientious. When they came to find him, their attitudes were very sincere and they were all for the people.

He pretended to be embarrassed for a moment, but still got some vines for them to take away.

If my junior brothers want to expand in the future, the surrounding cities will be the first places they want to occupy.

This time, let’s just consider it as building good relationships in advance.

Also, there was the colored glaze formula that his junior brother gave him, no, it was the glass formula.

He set up a small workshop and has already produced a batch. He is trying to find a way to sell it.

It has to be spread farther.

And most importantly, it rained.

It was also raining in several surrounding cities, but not as heavily as here.

In any case, the drought situation can be alleviated to some extent.

"Junior brother, I've finally got you here." Duan Wen was very excited.

Jun Qiulan: "It seems that things are going well for Senior Brother."

Duan Wen directly recounted the recent events.

Jun Qiulan listened with a smile on his face, everything was going in a good direction.

Then it was worth it that he was so tired that he collapsed at night a few days ago.

"Junior Brother, please think of another solution for me. I'm not good at business, and neither is my master. Besides, he's been busy recruiting customers for you lately." Duan Wen said, "This glass is finished. It's translucent and beautiful. It will definitely fetch a good price, but how much is a suitable price? Where should I send it to?"

If you only form a caravan to send out such a valuable item without even mentioning its origin, you might be bullied by the local bullies.

Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment and said, "Mrs. Huo's brother, Boss Ruan, is a good partner. Senior Brother, you might want to talk to him. Part of the money earned from the glass will be used for military expenses. Boss Ruan will definitely give us a surprise."

Duan Wen's eyes lit up. "That's a good idea indeed. We have too few talented people at our disposal. I've only been here for a few months and don't have many connections here. It all depends on how many people you can find for me."

Don't talk about people during the day, this is a wise saying.

Su Changxun came over with Yan Su right after.

Yan Su has not left since he delivered supplies to his uncle this year.

He also had a rough idea of ​​the changes on his cousin's side and what he wanted to do.

Finally, I couldn't help but asked.

After hesitating for a while, my uncle finally revealed a little.

After all, they are a family, the Yan family is united enough, and their bookstores are spread all over the country. Maybe they can even serve as an intelligence organization.

The most important thing is that the concept mentioned by my cousin is very similar to what was said in a book left by an elder of their Yan family.

However, that legendary elder disappeared after the Yan family encountered trouble.

I don’t know whether I’m dead or alive.

Now that he heard this idea again, he couldn't help but feel curious.

It has been nearly sixty years since the Yan family's past, and people of their generation don't know much about it. They mostly just hear about it occasionally from their elders.

However, if they asked this elder, he would keep his mouth shut and refuse to say more, also in order to preserve the current Yan family.

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