Yu Qinghuan's cold came on very badly and lasted for more than a week before she finally recovered. But he would still cough once or twice occasionally, so Yu Xin had to carry monk fruit with him all the time and give him one from time to time.
The roadshow of "Life and Death Line" has been going on for half a month. Today's stop is their last city. After the dinner, everyone can go home.
Everyone in the crew showed expressions of relief at the thought that they no longer had to get up early and go to bed late and work hard.
Even Liu Jiaan, who was always tough, touched his bald forehead and smiled for the first time: "Thank you for your hard work! I will send red envelopes to the group later!" After a pause, he emphasized: "Big red envelopes!"
In fact, this is also to seek a good omen. Tomorrow is the day when "Life and Death Line" will be released, and Liu Jiaan wants to get a good start in advance.
As soon as they heard about sending red envelopes, everyone immediately became active. The originally silent group was instantly filled with various expressions of people rubbing their hands and waiting for red envelopes. There were even many people who dared to tease Liu Jiaan -
"Don't wait, Director Liu, send it now. It's never too early!"
"That's right! I found it and it's being sent out now! Send it out now!"
"Rub your hands in anticipation! Please ask Director Liu to post it immediately."
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I don’t know if it was because he was relieved after all the efforts for the new film, or because he was infected by this atmosphere, but Liu Jiaan actually took out his mobile phone and said, “Okay! Let’s post it now!”
Deafening cheers suddenly rang out in the box. Everyone turned on their mobile phone screens, held their breath, and waited for Liu Jiaan's red envelope.
Liu Jiaan didn't try to attract attention. He moved his fingers nimbly on his phone and sent out more than a dozen red envelopes in a row, almost blinding the crew members who were scrambling to get them.
"What are you daydreaming about!" While Zhao Qingyuan was grabbing the red envelope, he didn't forget to pay attention to Yu Qinghuan. Seeing that he didn't move, he nudged him with his elbow, "Hurry up and grab it! Otherwise, there will be no big ones left in a while."
"Got it." Yu Qinghuan reluctantly put down the durian pastry in her hand and slowly started to grab the red envelopes from the first one.
The number of red envelopes set by Liu Jiaan is exactly the number of people in the group, so there is no situation where no one can get one. As Yu Qinghuan moved her fingers slightly, the amounts in the red envelopes popped out one by one.
No. 199, 190, 195...the lowest number is no less than 190.
Yu Qinghuan swallowed hard, feeling that God was playing a joke on him again. He had clearly deliberately grabbed the last bit, so how could he still grab so much! Is it that he is just too lucky, or is it that the other people in the crew are just too unlucky? !
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a chill on his spine. He looked up and saw that everyone in the crew was glaring at him.
Being stared at with unfriendly eyes by dozens of them is quite stressful. Yu Qinghuan laughed dryly and was about to speak when Zhao Qingyuan, who was standing next to him, put his arm around his shoulder and said with a sad face, "Qinghuan, I want to discuss something with you. Don't grab the next red envelope. Leave us a way out!
Been busy for most of the day! Grabbed more than a dozen red envelopes! How do you feel when the total amount in the end is less than five dollars? !
Zhao Qingyuan said that although Yu Qinghuan was his good friend, but... at this moment he also wanted to kill someone.
Perhaps because their hatred towards Yu Qinghuan was too strong, several crew members forgot Zhao Qingyuan's identity for the first time and said in a broken voice: "Teacher Zhao, don't worry, at least you managed to steal a few dollars! All of us together only earned a few cents!"
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
So he is still a lucky guy? !
Therefore, under the strong protest from the crew, Yu Qinghuan was ruthlessly kicked out of the team grabbing red envelopes.
Strangely enough, the subsequent red envelopes never had such an uneven distribution of amounts, which surprised Liu Jiaan. In the end, he shamelessly used his privilege as a director and switched seats with the person sitting on the other side of Yu Qinghuan, saying that the movie would be released soon and he wanted to take part in the celebration.
“Qinghuan, look at me!” Just when Yu Qinghuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly called him. The moment he turned his head, he took a photo. He lowered his head and edited it happily while saying, “I’m going to repost it on Weibo, hoping that the premiere of Life and Death will have a good result!”
He typed very quickly, and before Yu Qinghuan could stop him, the Weibo post was sent out.
Zhao Qingyuan v: It’s the beast below! ! There are more than twenty of us scrambling for red envelopes! Grabbed a dozen! As a result, the amount he robbed each time was more than 190! 【Goodbye】I want to expose him! By the way, try his luck [Picture]
Zhao Qingyuan originally wanted to play a joke on Yu Qinghuan, but he didn't expect that after he posted on Weibo, Liu Jiaan immediately forwarded it, and then everyone present forwarded it.
The melons in the mouths of the onlookers were about to fall out of their mouths. How lucky is Yu Qinghuan! Not only did he incur public outrage, he was also collectively bashed!
The spectators said that they also wanted to get a taste of this popular thing.
“Repost and forward! Share the joy!”
“Hahahaha our little koi really is God’s own son, forward this for good luck~”
"To be honest...if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten what Yu Qinghuan's original name was. In my heart, he only has one name: Koi!"
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After this incident, the sadness of parting between the crew members was immediately dispelled.
Although there was a half-month promotion after the release of "Life and Death Line". But basically only Zhao Qingyuan and Wang Chengcheng participated in this promotion, and no one else was needed.
Liu Jiaan is a military man with a strong and upright character. The management of the crew is usually very strict. So there are rarely any messy things in the crew he is in.
After eating and living together for such a long time, the crew members have a good relationship with each other. Thinking that it would be difficult to meet again in the future, many people had tears in their eyes.
Originally, the dinner was scheduled to end at nine o'clock in the evening, but everyone subconsciously wanted to postpone the separation time again and again, so that they stayed up until the early morning before returning to the hotel.
Yu Qinghuan had already told Huo Qu his return date and flight information, and gave him an approximate time of arrival.
When he thought about meeting Huo Qu soon, he began to feel excited unconsciously.
Yu Qinghuan hadn't seen Huo Qu for half a month because of the busy roadshow schedule. The only way to communicate is through messages and limited phone calls every day, but this is far from satisfying people in love.
His Huo Qu, I really want to see him right away!
Yu Qinghuan rolled around in bed hugging the quilt, feeling that every minute and every second that followed was like torture. She tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep in the end.
When they went to the airport the next day, he kept yawning. Yu Xin thought he was going to catch a cold again. He was so scared that he took out his cotton jacket and insisted that he put it on.
Yu Qinghuan and his group took a flight in the morning and would land in the afternoon. After getting on the plane, Yu Qinghuan first sent a message to Huo Qu and then turned off the phone.
Huo Qu, who had been staring at his phone, was also excited when he saw the new message. He held the phone in his hands like a treasure and read Yu Qinghuan's message over and over again, then suddenly ran towards Huo Rong's room.
"Brother, please take me to the airport later."
"Oh, you can't wait to see her." Huo Rong teased him, his eyes fell on his brother's deep dimples, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub the top of his head, "What are you going to bring to pick up Yu Qinghuan?"
Huo Qu looked at him in confusion. What did this mean?
His younger brother was a slow learner, so Huo Rong could only guide him slowly. "Usually when picking someone up at the airport, you would bring something for them, such as food, flowers, etc."
Huo Qu tried hard to digest his words. His hands unconsciously rubbed his trouser pockets and his eyes suddenly lit up!
He knows! He wants to bring Tremella and Snow Pear Soup to Qinghuan!
The old doctor in the outpatient department told him the last time he went to the hospital that this soup can relieve cough.
After he came back, he not only told Yu Qinghuan everything he had learned, but also wrote it down in his little notebook, planning to wait for Yu Qinghuan to come back and take him to read it a few more times.
Why didn't he think of that he could do it well and bring Qing Huan!
Huo Qu knocked on his temples in annoyance, and under Huo Rong's shocked gaze, he suddenly ran downstairs like a whirlwind and rushed into the kitchen like a calf.
Mrs. Huo was discussing the lunch menu with the chef. She was startled by him and quickly stopped him and asked, "San'er, what are you doing here?"
Looking at her youngest son's anxious look, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
Could it be that her third son is going to do some weird research again?
Mrs. Huo's heart trembled when she thought of the last time Huo Qu was doing an experiment at home and almost blew up her entire living room.
"I'm going to cook Tremella and Snow Pear Soup for Qinghuan." Huo Qu looked at the pots and pans on the cooking table with bright eyes and said without turning his head.
It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s just cooking some soup. Mrs. Huo breathed a long sigh of relief and felt relieved immediately. She even ignored the purpose of Huo Qu cooking the soup.
However, there is one important thing I need to confirm with my youngest son——
Mrs. Huo coughed and asked him tentatively: "Do you cook it yourself?"
Someone who can't even use a kettle suddenly wants to cook soup. Isn't this a bit too much of a professional gap?
Huo Qu shook his head and said in frustration, "I don't know how to cook." He paused and turned to the chef, "Auntie Wang, can you help me cook?"
This was the first time that Mrs. Huo saw Huo Qu asking for help. She widened her eyes in shock and almost thought it was all an illusion.
It turned out that her youngest son had already made this progress.
When Huo Qu was young, she took him to all the top hospitals in the world. But no hospital dared to define his condition. It looked like autism and savant syndrome, but some of the characteristics did not match.
In the end, only a vague conclusion could be given: it is a new branch derived from autism and savant syndrome.
Both the hospital and their family members tried every possible way to enable Huo Qu to communicate normally with others, but they all ended in failure.
Mrs. Huo never thought that Huo Qu's situation would one day become what it is now.
Even though she was unwilling, she had to admit that this change was all because of Yu Qinghuan.
Even today, she still finds it hard to accept two boys being together, but she is still grateful to Yu Qinghuan.
"Let me cook," Mrs. Huo rolled up her sleeves and said to Huo Tong, "Mom will help you cook."
She cooked this soup with great willingness.
However, she didn't expect that Huo Qu would not nod and leave everything to her as she thought. Instead, he looked at her hesitantly, then at the chef, and asked, "Can you... cook?"
It was the first time he brought something for Qinghuan, and he wanted to bring something good.
Mrs. Huo: “…”
She took a deep breath and secretly told herself not to bother with this little bastard. After repeatedly emphasizing his excellent cooking skills in Huo Qu's ear countless times, Huo Qu finally nodded and accepted the important task of making soup for Yu Qinghuan.
Mrs. Huo snorted, rolled up her sleeves, and decided to show off her cooking skills today to let Huo Qu, who didn't know anything, see her cooking skills!
However, Mrs. Huo soon regretted her decision.
Because... when Huo Qu asked her to cook the soup, he didn't mean to really let her cook it, but to let her cook it according to his method!
He searched for a detailed menu on Weibo and insisted that she follow it, not even the smallest difference in ingredients could be a tenth of a gram!
Huo Qu studied experimental physics, so naturally he had a lot of small things at home that could measure weight. Mrs. Huo never imagined that these tools would be used in her own kitchen one day.
She was an impatient person. Seeing Huo Qu weighing the ingredients so nitpickingly, she almost wanted to throw the soup pot on his head and then yell: I quit!
Mrs. Huo felt that cooking this soup was more difficult than giving birth to a child!
When all the ingredients were put into the pot, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly swore that next time something like this happened, she would never rush forward even if she had to push Huo Rong into the kitchen!
A few hours later, Huo Qu was sent to the airport by Huo Rong, carrying a bucket of sweet and delicious Tremella and Pear Soup.
The airport is crowded and parking spaces are difficult to find. Because Huo Qu had gotten much better recently, Huo Rong safely placed him at the door of Gate No. 4 and told him not to move and just wait for him there. He would park the car in front and come back later.
Seeing Huo Qu nodded in agreement, he drove away with peace of mind as he knew his brother's character well.
However, he didn't expect that accidents were happening every moment. As soon as he left, Huo Qu was bumped by a young man with a scoundrel-like appearance.
Huo Qu didn't understand these social tricks and just watched the young man walk away stupidly.
It was not until he wanted to take out his cell phone to call Huo Rong and ask him how long it would take him to come over that he realized that his cell phone was missing.
Huo Qu had no idea what the term "stealing a cell phone" meant. I thought I had accidentally dropped my phone. I opened my eyes wide and looked around for a long time, but I didn't find the phone, and I lost myself instead.
There is no mobile phone and no way to contact anyone.
Huo Qu pursed his lips, and with some difficulty his gaze fell on the strangers around him, then immediately retracted his gaze.
He is much better than before and can now take the initiative to talk to people. However, both the driver and the chef were people he knew.
Asking a stranger for help was an experience he had never had before.
Huo Qu pursed his lips nervously, his clenched palms full of sweat.
what to do? what to do?
Or just wait, wait for the second brother, he will definitely find you.
But this idea was immediately overturned by him. He looked down at the watch on his wrist. Qing Huan was about to come back, and he wanted to see him as soon as possible.
Qing Huan, Qing Huan... He couldn't wait to see him...
Finally, Huo Qu took a deep breath, turned to the person next to him, and said stiffly: "Excuse me... can you lend me your cell phone?"
Unexpectedly, the man looked at him warily, said hurriedly, "My phone is out of battery," and left immediately.
After failing for the first time, Huo Qu carefully summed up his mistakes and quickly grabbed the second person, "Sorry, can you lend me your phone?"
He paused, looking at the thermos in his hand with some reluctance, "I can exchange it for Tremella and Pear Soup."
It must be because he has not put in any effort that others are unwilling to lend him a mobile phone. If I exchange something with my own, I should be able to borrow it.
But to his disappointment, the second person not only rejected him, but even called him a liar.
The same goes for the third, fourth, fifth...
Huo Qu leaned against the wall behind him in frustration, with his head lowered.
He didn't know what was going on. He had clearly tried hard to communicate with them, but he couldn't get the result he wanted.
I am indeed a useless person... No one likes to drink the soup I brought...
When Huo Rong came back and didn't see Huo Qu at the door, he felt dizzy and quickly took out his cell phone to call him. Unexpectedly, he found that Huo Qu's phone was turned off.
Is there something wrong?
Huo Rong was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweats. He immediately began looking for someone all over the airport, even using the airport broadcast.
So, when Yu Qinghuan got off the plane, he was startled by the broadcast that was everywhere in the airport looking for Huo Qu. He quickly called Huo Rong. After knowing the whole story, he didn't care about anything else. He threw the luggage to Yu Xin and asked him to help take it back. He also started looking for someone in a hurry.
Several people searched around the airport for two hours. Just when Huo Rong was about to alarm his father, Yu Qinghuan found Huo Qu.
He was standing next to a circular rotating column in the airport lobby, but they didn't see him because his body was covered.
"Huo Qu!" He breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards him quickly.
"Qinghuan!" When Huo Qu saw him, his eyes lit up at first, but soon, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he even timidly hid the thermos behind him.
"What's wrong? Huo Qu," Yu Qinghuan ignored his panicked obstruction and forcefully pulled the thermos bucket forward, "Is this for me?"
Huo Qu shook his head, then nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "Tremella and pear soup, you have a cough." After a pause, he added, "It doesn't taste good..."
After saying this, he immediately gave up and leaned his forehead against Yu Qinghuan's shoulder, saying out loud what was in his heart uncomfortably: "I'm sorry, I'm always useless and always get lost."
Pursing her lips, she said, "Qing Huan, you must be angry with me. I have always been causing you trouble."
"Why are you angry?" Yu Qinghuan sighed and gently held his hand hidden underneath. "I'm so happy to see that you're okay."
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