Although the party had only been going on for a short time, several different small circles had already formed in the box. Everyone was gathered together chatting animatedly. In addition, the corner where Yu Qinghuan was staying was very remote, and blocked by the money tree next to him, making him even less noticeable.
The first person to discover that Zhao Qingyuan had arrived was Director Liu.
After three rounds of drinks, his usual seriousness disappeared from his face. He was beaming with joy as he painted a rosy picture for the actors when he suddenly heard a disdainful sneer from someone in the corner.
I looked in the direction of the voice, wondering who was so bold, when I met Zhao Qingyuan's provocative eyes.
When did this person come?
Director Liu was stunned for a moment, then quickly came over and said, "What are you doing squatting here? You didn't even say hello to me when you came."
"What's the point of greeting?" Zhao Qingyuan waved his hand at him indifferently and said, "It's too noisy over there. It's quieter here." Liu Jiaan was originally a soldier under Zhao Qingyuan's grandfather. After demobilization, the two families often visited each other, so they had a very good relationship.
Looking at the entire entertainment industry, even though Director Liu has fallen silent now, the only person who dares to speak to him like this is Zhao Qingyuan.
“You brat!” Director Liu was not angry at all. He scolded him with a smile, glanced at Yu Qinghuan beside him, and asked Zhao Qingyuan, “Do you know each other?”
"Of course not." Zhao Qingyuan smiled and put his arms around Yu Qinghuan's neck. "This is my buddy."
Yu Qinghuan twitched his eyes and raised his elbow to knock his arm down. Zhao Qingyuan was not angry. He leaned over and tried to hug him like a sticky candy.
Director Liu smiled and nodded, "Well, Qinghuan is a good kid, you can't bully him."
In response, Zhao Qingyuan rolled his eyes impatiently.
The two of them were talking harmoniously, but the people around them were almost dumbfounded.
When did Zhao Qingyuan come? How come they didn't notice at all?
Besides, why would an award-winning actor like him hide his head and show his tail when entering the box of his own movie party? They don't have sharp eyes, how can they recognize him!
The person who had just looked down on Yu Qinghuan was now regretting his decision.
If they had known that Zhao Qingyuan would sit in the corner, they would have gone there to fight for a seat even if it meant a life-and-death struggle!
The rest of the people were filled with remorse, and changed their previous contempt, coming over to toast humbly, but it was a pity that Zhao Qingyuan was not who he was, and did not buy their account at all, refusing to drink a single glass of wine, and even Wang Chengcheng was not allowed to come over.
"I don't drink." Leaning back in the chair, Zhao Qingyuan glanced at Wang Chengcheng lazily and said bluntly.
"It's my fault." Wang Chengcheng had a perfect smile on his face, not feeling embarrassed at all. He quickly put down the wine glass and replaced it with corn juice. He looked at Zhao Qingyuan, "Brother Zhao, how about we exchange the corn juice for one?"
Wang Chengcheng is not only beautiful in appearance, but more importantly, she also has beautiful bones. The white and slender fingers against the tender yellow corn juice look very delicious.
Zhao Qingyuan stared at her until Wang Chengcheng's hands were almost sore, then he turned his head and said, "Sorry, I've had enough corn juice."
This time, Wang Chengcheng was really embarrassed. He made up an excuse and returned to his seat.
Because of Zhao Qingyuan's interference, the second half of the party was very awkward. It was originally scheduled to end at eight o'clock, but by seven-thirty many people had already left.
Yu Qinghuan rejected Zhao Qingyuan's suggestion to go for another drink, picked a middle time, and slipped back home.
Along the way, Zhao Qingyuan kept sending messages. This guy might have been holding it in for too long, and when we finally caught him, he started chattering nonstop as if he had just grown a mouth.
Zhao Qingyuan: Qinghuan, you entered the circle too late and didn’t know that Wang Chengcheng looks pure and pretty, but in fact, she is as cunning as honeycomb coal! If I drink her wine tonight, there might be news tomorrow that I bullied her.
Zhao Qingyuan: That Li Hongxiu is not a good person either. Emma is amazing, what kind of actors did Director Liu choose?
Zhao Qingyuan: Qinghuan, I'm not talking about you, don't think too much. Oh, I really feel that I am a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. As such an upright person, I am afraid that I will not be welcome anywhere. Forget it, I'd better not socialize with people and just work hard on my acting skills and win an Oscar.
Yu Qinghuan read the message with a sluggish face, did not reply, and threw the phone onto the sofa.
He doesn't know whether Zhao Qingyuan is a clean person, but he is definitely a weirdo.
Zhao Qingyuan waited for a few minutes, but saw no reply from Yu Qinghuan, so he started bombarding her with messages again.
Zhao Qingyuan: Qinghuan, did you see it?
Zhao Qingyuan: Qinghuan, why don’t you reply to me? Are you angry? Have you taken a shower? Go to sleep?
…………
Yu Qinghuan was really unable to do anything because of the vibration of her phone. She clicked on the chat interface and started to reply——
Yu Qinghuan: Don't worry, you won't be unwelcome.
Zhao Qingyuan replied immediately: Emma! Qinghuan, you are so nice! ! And comfort me.
Yu Qinghuan: You won’t win an Oscar either.
Zhao Qingyuan: ………………
Zhao Qingyuan: Qinghuan, you hurt my heart so much, do you know that? I am the best actor now.
Yu Qinghuan: Oh, time to sleep. Good night.
Zhao Qingyuan: ………………
When Yu Qinghuan said he was going to sleep, he really meant it. He worked too hard in his previous life, and it was common for him to shoot movies all night long, which resulted in his health breaking down when he was only in his thirties. After finally getting this life, Yu Qinghuan decided to take good care of his body.
At ten o'clock in the evening, he lay in bed on time. I don’t know why, but I always feel like something is on my mind and I can’t fall asleep.
Yu Qinghuan racked his brains but couldn't remember what he had overlooked, and finally fell asleep in such a state of distress.
At the Huo family, Huo Qu, who always went to bed at 9 o'clock in the evening, stayed up late for the first time.
He sat upright in the study, the expression on his face had changed from excitement at the beginning to depression now.
Qinghuan said she would call him, but why didn’t she call?
Did the business card fall off? Or can’t find it?
What if this is true?
Huo Qu fidgeted and tapped his cell phone twice, looking unusually anxious.
The two brothers of the Huo family were watching from outside with fear and trepidation. Huo Rong couldn't help but look at Huo Zheng: "Brother, what's wrong with me? This is so abnormal!"
Huo Zheng frowned and asked, "Did they research some dangerous topic again?"
Last time, in order to study the lifespan of protons, Huo Qu squatted in front of the swimming pool for three days. He refused to leave no matter who said so, insisting that he had turned into a split proton. Later, Huo Zheng had no choice but to join forces with Huo Rong to knock him out and take him home.
And his current situation reminded Huo Zheng of the last time.
"No way." Huo Rong was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up. He couldn't help but wail, "I can't bear it if it happens again."
Huo Zheng was just about to ask his brother to keep his voice down so as not to scare Huo Qu. Huo Qu suddenly stood up and looked accurately in their direction, his face expressionless and his eyes cold.
Huo Rong shuddered and stood up. "Little brother, I came to see why you are still not asleep."
"Hey..." Huo Qu held up his cell phone and handed it to Huo Rong, "Did you miss a call?"
Qinghuan might have called me, but I must not be very good at using my cell phone, so I didn't see his call.
The more Huo Qu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and urged Huo Rong: "Second brother, take a look."
"What missed call?" Huo Rong muttered softly, but resigned himself to checking it.
The communication records were clean, nothing in them.
"No one has called you." Huo Rong raised his cell phone and waved it in front of Huo Qu's eyes.
Could it be that I have made some friends? But that's impossible. With my personality, I would rather believe that he just wanted to understand the functions of the phone.
"Like this..." Huo Qu's expression instantly fell. He walked back dejectedly and squatted in front of the desk like a mushroom again.
After that, no matter what Huo Zheng and Huo Rong said, he stopped talking, as if he had lost his soul and remained silent.
Yu Qinghuan was halfway through her sleep when she suddenly had a dream. In the dream, Huo Qu called his name over and over again like chanting a sutra: Qing Huan, Qing Huan, Qing Huan…
Yu Qinghuan was suddenly awakened by the shock, and she suddenly remembered that she had promised to call Huo Qu back but had forgotten.
Thinking of Huo Qu's serious character, Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel his scalp tighten. He quickly turned on the light, took out the business card, and called the number on it.
The phone rang for a moment, then was picked up instantly. Huo Qu's cheerful voice came from the other end of the line, "Qing Huan!"
"Why did you answer so quickly?" Yu Qinghuan was surprised for a moment, then joked, "Could it be that he had been waiting in front of the phone the whole time?"
"Yes." Huo Qu said without hesitation, "I'm waiting for you to call me."
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but look at the time on his phone. It was already past midnight. How long had Huo Qu been waiting? He felt so guilty that he apologized immediately: "I'm sorry, Huo Qu, I forgot."
Huo Qu was not angry at all: "It doesn't matter, you didn't break your promise."
However, this sentence not only failed to make Yu Qinghuan feel better, but made him even more uncomfortable. Thinking of the image of Huo Qu holding the phone pitifully, wasting time waiting for his call, he felt that he was such an asshole.
There are so many things to forget, but I just forgot this thing.
"I was wrong. Go to bed early. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, okay?" Yu Qinghuan decided to make amends with a meal.
"Okay!" Although Huo Qu didn't understand what Yu Qinghuan meant, he still agreed immediately. As long as he could see Qinghuan, it would be a good thing.
Yu Qinghuan chatted with him for a few more sentences, then couldn't resist feeling sleepy and hung up the phone.
Not only did I get Yu Qinghuan's phone number, but I also had a chance to have dinner with him! Huo Qu put away his phone, swept away his previous low mood, and went to take a shower and go to bed happily.
However, the Huo family twins, who had been watching outside all night, felt unable to sleep tonight.
Huo Zheng: "Who is Qing Huan?"
Huo Rong scratched his head: "It's the one I told you about last time, a young actor our company just signed."
Huo Zheng glared at Huo Rong angrily: "How do I know such an actor? Is this your doing?"
Huo Rong cried out in injustice: "I am also confused, who knows how they know each other." After a pause, he quietly went to Huo Qu's door and said, "I have to meet this little actor tomorrow, what should I do?"
Huo Zheng said as a matter of course: "What should we do? Follow, of course!" Who knows what this actor is thinking, they must pay close attention!
So, when Yu Qinghuan got up early the next day to pick up Huo Qu, he didn't know that there was another car from the Huo family following behind their car, and the Huo family's twins were sitting inside, staring at him hungrily.
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