Chapter 222: Previous Life (14)

Shan Qingshan underestimated Zhou Chong's pursuit.

There is constant news every day.

Sweet words were poured out in baskets and baskets.

The gifts given were very thoughtful and all within Shan Qingshan's affordability.

Even if you take it out and show it off, it won't arouse suspicion from others.

I would come to see him every now and then.

Because Shan Qingshan said that no one should know about it, this person had a legitimate reason.

Every time he came, he would go to his rental house.

Sometimes I squat downstairs and wait, sometimes I climb through the window.

Once, Shan Qingshan came home late and when he opened the door, someone hugged him from behind. He was startled and punched Zhou Chong in the back.

Zhou Chong covered his face and said it hurt so much, and then he took the key to the rental house as a matter of course.

Sometimes when he got off work late, Zhou Chong would go to the set to pick him up.

Every time he came to the film and television city, he would carefully change out the branded clothes he was wearing and wear the same clothes he bought in the market.

Although he made the clothes look less like cheap goods, they were not as eye-catching as before.

Besides, it was dark at night, so Shan Qingshan let him go.

He loved seeing him as he walked off the set.

I was picked up by him several times, and every time I walked out of the set, I would feel anticipation.

I am looking forward to this person coming out from somewhere, hugging his arms and stamping his feet, saying that he is very cold, while stuffing a small hot water bottle into his hands. Then I take this opportunity to hold his hand and ask him with a smile if he is warm.

On the way back, they would share a red roasted sweet potato and eat the same bag of chestnuts.

Shan Qingshan couldn't help but buy Zhou Chong's favorite snacks, saying that he wanted to eat them.

I can't do anything about Zhou Chong's behavior of tugging at my clothes and asking for this and that.

When he accompanied her to take out the trash, she would touch the back of his hand vaguely in the narrow and dim stairwell.

He will be caught by him.

Zhou Chong would say, "Teacher Shan, you touched me first."

Such days are like a dream to Shan Qingshan.

As long as Zhou Chong doesn't mention the past, he won't make Zhou Chong sad.

But he always mentioned it.

It's like he's lying in wait, waiting for his chance to strike.

One day, when he gets hot-headed, confused, and impulsive, he will give in.

The phone vibrates.

It’s news from Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong: On the way to find my wife (emoticon)

Shan Qingshan looked at the time and asked the restaurant owner to fry a chicken for him so that he could take it home after get off work.

The boss agreed immediately.

The boss's child ran in.

"Brother Qingshan, someone is looking for you outside."

It’s here so soon?

When Shan Qingshan walked out of the kitchen, he realized that it was not Zhou Chong, but Director Cha.

"Come and get some beer."

Shan Qingshan brought over a dozen bottles of wine.

Director Cha lit a cigarette and asked him between puffs of smoke.

"I heard that you've been moving between various crews recently. What are you doing?"

Shan Qingshan didn't expect that he would be noticed.

He said frankly: “I’m learning.”

He originally planned to find a random job after his contract expired.

This life is ordinary and spent in a dull and ordinary way.

But Zhou Chong came.

Dating always costs money.

He couldn't always let Zhou Chong wear cheap clothes to please him.

The path of an actor can bring him closer to Zhou Chong.

He decided to move on after the contract was terminated.

Director Cha: "I've seen your information before. You won't take any prominent roles in the film and television city. If you don't have any roles to shoot, you'll just be a waiter."

A typical day of idleness.

Director Cha: “Have you changed your mind now?”

"Um."

"Can I ask why?"

Because of Zhou Chong. "It's inconvenient."

Director Cha laughed and said, "I can guess it even if you don't say it."

Shan Qingshan was alert.

Director Cha: "Is your contract with your original company about to expire?"

“……”That’s a reason.

Director Cha started his reasoning.

"You and your previous company are unhappy. Your agent, Tao Guang, is also a well-known scoundrel in the industry. He will try to find some leverage over any artist he signs. You are unwilling to take on roles and film properly in order to lower your own value so that it will be easier to terminate the contract."

"As for now... the contract is about to expire, right?"

"What have you learned in the past two months?"

Shan Qingshan said nothing.

"Nothing, right? It's not easy to get into a crew where you can really learn something."

Checked the missile and removed the ash.

"I can help you get into the crews of all the big directors currently working in the film and television city."

Shan Qingshan: "Conditions."

"Please give priority to me in your schedule in the future."

"Can."

Director Cha opened two bottles of beer and said, "Come with me after get off work. I'll show you around and give you a work badge."

"good."

Shan Qingshan told his boss that he would come back to get the chicken later, and then he followed Director Cha after get off work.

Although Director Cha is a new director, he has a wealthy family and some connections, so he gets along well with other major directors.

When the other directors heard that the kid was someone Director Cha knew and wanted to learn and observe, they readily gave him a work badge.

After a round, Shan Qingshan took one.

"Here, let me see what you can do."

Shan Qingshan left with his work badge.

The assistant director beside him asked Director Cha, "Why are you so concerned about a person with no background?"

"She has good looks, good skin, and even better bone structure. With such excellent appearance conditions, if she is given a little acting skills, she will be able to become a big hit if she is just above the passing line."

The assistant director agreed.

Director Cha: "I have nothing to lose anyway, so I'll just do a good deed today."

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Shan Qingshan went to the restaurant, took the chicken prepared by the boss and went back.

He opened the door and saw Zhou Chong lying weakly on the sofa, and quickened his pace.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Chong looked listless, and even opening his eyes seemed to be a struggle.

"I don't know, maybe I have a fever."

Not possible.

He knew he had a fever in the afternoon, but he refused to take any medicine and drove over happily. When he was almost there, he even opened the car window to let the cold air in.

Shan Qingshan touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

Hot.

"Go sleep on my bed, I'll go get you some medicine."

"good."

Zhou Chong showed his illness to the fullest extent.

If the voice is hollow, the person is hollow too.

He shook it intentionally when he stood up.

Shan Qingshan was so concerned that he was confused and had no doubts at all.

I helped him into the house and covered him with a blanket. I didn't dare to delay and ran to the pharmacy and ran back.

The cold wind made the tip of his nose red and his face red too.

When I got home, I took the time to boil water.

Coughing could be heard from time to time in the room, which tugged at his heart.

He fried the egg skin, cut it into strips, chopped some meat, and cooked some fragrant porridge. He also made some medicine and filled a hot water bottle and brought them all into the house.

"Eat something first and then take the medicine."

"good."

Zhou Chong pretended to be disabled but strong-willed.

With difficulty, I forced myself to hold myself up, slowed down, and then slowly transformed into a cricket pupae.

The action of sitting up adds eight hundred details.

Sit down and reach out to take the bowl.

Shan Qingshan didn’t give it.

"Sit down and I'll feed you."

Zhou Chong lowered his eyes and said, "It's troublesome."

In my heart: Damn, success!

"Is it hot?"

Zhou Chong thought: It's not hot, it tastes good. My wife is a good cook.

Mouth: "Tasteless, a little bitter."

Shan Qingshan tasted it.

Not bitter.

"It's your own problem."

"It turns out that my mouth tastes bitter. I want to eat something stronger."

"Wait until you get better."

"Teacher Shan, do you think that people who are sick will be particularly sentimental? I feel miserable right now. I haven't been sick for many years. The last time I was sick was when I was a child. My mother held me in her arms and sang nursery rhymes to me."

Shan Qingshan heard the sound of the abacus.

"Give up on that idea."

Zhou Chong smiled, "I don't want you to sing nursery rhymes, can you please say a few nice words to make me happy?"

"say what?"

Zhou Chong met Shan Qingshan's gaze.

Zhou Chong: "You said, Zhou Chong is so handsome."

“…”

So childish.

I am bored.

Shan Qingshan: "Zhou Chong is so handsome."

Zhou Chong: "I am fascinated by Zhou Chong."

Shan Qingshan: "...I am fascinated by Zhou Chong."

Zhou Chong: "Zhou Chong, can you be my boyfriend?"

Shan Qingshan: “…”