Chapter 50 Vaccines
There are some vaccines that babies must receive from birth.
BCG, tuberculosis, pneumonia, hepatitis B, hepatitis A, measles, mumps and rubella...
Although vaccination cannot completely prevent the spread of these diseases, it does give you a buff.
Yan Jing analyzed the pros and cons of the vaccine to Jun Qiulan.
Jun Qiulan was so shocked that he opened his mouth but couldn't even utter a word.
He knew that medical care in this world was very advanced, but he never expected that they could invent drugs to prevent diseases.
Yan Jing was actually a little confused. According to his conversation with Taoist Qingheng, the mountains were indeed relatively isolated from the outside world in the past, but they didn't seem to be that backward either.
At least, Taoist Qingheng had already become very good at using mobile phones before this.
Although the signal on the mountain is unstable, there is no problem with basic Internet access.
Also, in the past, the older generation living at the foot of the mountain were willing to go up the mountain to find Taoist Master Qingheng for funeral ceremonies. In other words, they were not completely cut off from communication with the outside world.
How could it be that an entire Taoist temple had no ID card for the past few decades?
Doesn't anyone care about this issue?
As for his grandfather, he only knew that Qingheng had saved his grandfather before, and that his grandfather had lived in the Taoist temple for a while. Later, every few years, he would come back alone to visit.
Even if the Taoist priests of Qingfeng Temple don’t understand the issues about ID cards and vaccines, could it be that his grandfather doesn’t understand either?
Forget it, I’m afraid there must be some other reason. Let’s not think about this problem for now.
The most urgent task is to arrange Jun Qiulan's vaccination as soon as possible.
Although I am an adult now and some vaccines can no longer be given as a booster shot, I still have to get all the vaccines I can.
Yan Jing gave instructions to his assistant.
The vehicle turned around and went directly to the local health center.
The health center had already closed, but there were still staff on duty. Assistant Tang Te went in to consult with some people, and even took other Taoist priests in the Taoist temple into consideration.
I compiled some information.
Wang Te: "Boss, these vaccines can be boosted, but there is an interval. If it is convenient for Mr. Jun, I can make an appointment for you first, and you can come and get the injection according to the schedule."
Yan Jing turned around and asked, "Did you bring your ID card?"
Jun Qiulan shook his head, "No."
There is no need to use your ID card in daily life. If you need it occasionally, an electronic ID card will do.
Yan Jing held his forehead with his hand. "It's okay. One more day won't be too bad. Do you have any scenes tomorrow? Even if you do, I suggest you take a day off. Getting the vaccine as soon as possible will also protect your health and safety."
Generally speaking, the director will understand if you need to take leave due to special circumstances.
"There is no filming tomorrow morning, but there is in the afternoon." Jun Qiulan looked through the work schedule.
Yan Jing nodded, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Jun Qiulan wanted to get the vaccine himself, but he had never been to a hospital in this world, and he had no idea how or where to get it.
According to Assistant Tang Te, there are quite a few types of vaccines that need to be administered, which made him even more confused.
It should be more convenient if someone brings it with you.
He said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."
Yan Jing: "No need to thank me, just thank me for giving it to you for free."
If he hadn't mentioned that it was time for vaccinations, he wouldn't have thought that Jun Qiulan had never been vaccinated at such a age.
Thinking about how Jun Qiulan became an extra after coming down the mountain and set up a stall at the night market, places with a lot of people.
Yan Jing rubbed his brows, saying, "Tang Te, go make another trip and schedule him an appointment for a physical examination tomorrow."
Tang Te asked Jun Qiulan to send him his ID number.
Making an appointment for a physical examination is much simpler. Just operate on the mini program.
Jun Qiulan originally wanted to say no, as he felt he was in good health. Before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Yan Jing.
"Some vaccines also depend on your health condition."
Jun Qiulan said "Oh", it seems he has never seen the world.
"Let's go." Yan Jing looked at the time, "Let's go eat first."
Fortunately, the dining place was relatively private, with few customers, and a private room was booked, otherwise Yan Jing would not have dared to bring anyone out for dinner.
This was Jun Qiulan's first time to eat in such a high-end place, it was quite novel.
I didn't expect that there would be high-end restaurants in a city that everyone calls backward.
Yan Jing couldn't help but curled up the corners of his mouth. Sometimes he found it difficult to understand this man's thoughts, but sometimes they were written directly on his face.
"See if there's anything you want to eat." He handed over the menu with Jun Baisong in his hand.
Jun Baisong, Jun, Baisong, the more he chewed on this name, the more interesting it became.
Who said this name is uncultured?
Baisong is well taken care of by Jun Qiulan. His fur is shiny and smooth, and he is well-groomed. The cat is also chubby, but he is not simply fat. He is a cat that is regularly exercised and has a healthy and strong appearance. He is a qualified cat owner.
Jun Qiulan ordered two dishes he had never eaten before. "That's all. Thank you so much for today."
Yan Jing added a few more dishes and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll send someone to follow up on the vaccinations at your Taoist temple. Let's take a look at the paintings first."
He put Xiaobai back into Jun Qiulan's arms.
Unfold the scroll and your eyes will be dazzled.
He even took off his glasses, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
It’s over. He couldn’t bear to give this painting to his grandfather.
Seeing his satisfied expression, Jun Qiulan felt a little proud in her heart. Her father's calligraphy and painting were once well-known in the capital.
In this world, he can indeed reach the so-called master level.
Later, when he opens the channel and finds a way to get his identity settled, if his father is willing, he can also develop his own career in this world.
"Could you please ask this gentleman to produce another painting?" Yan Jing was rarely so excited. "The price is negotiable. Please don't refuse yet. Just think of it as asking Mr. Yan Geng for me."
Jun Qiulan seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.
Is this about money?
When he was in the capital, his father's calligraphy and paintings were also very valuable. Perhaps because of his status, this huge sum of money might be mixed with some water.
But the truth is still the same.
It was the same issue that Jun Qiulan had considered before. His father was not in this world, and it might not be a good thing if too many of his works were circulated.
But Jun Qiulan still couldn't say no.
Today, people made an appointment for him to have a physical examination and vaccination, and even Master Qingheng was taken into consideration.
If he were an ordinary friend, he would probably just remind him to get all the vaccines.
But judging from Yan Jing's actions, he probably treated him as a good friend.
good friend.
Jun Qiulan slowed down and said, "I'll go back and ask for you."
go back?
Yan Jing had a hunch that something was wrong.
But I can’t tell.
Yan Jing didn't think much about it. He knew that many reclusive bosses didn't like fame and fortune, and he had never heard of Mr. Yan Geng before.
He said, "I'm not trying to embarrass you. Just help me convey a message. Whether it succeeds or not, it doesn't matter."
Jun Qiulan smiled, "I know, but I don't know what kind of painting Mr. Yan wants. I can talk to Mr. Yangeng about it. If he has an idea, then this matter will be settled."
As long as he opens his mouth, there is no possibility that his father will refuse.
It only takes half a day to complete a painting, and his father likes it himself.
Hearing him say this, it seems like it's almost certain.
Yan Jing also smiled, "Thank you very much, I don't have any requirements, you can draw anything you want."
With this level of skill, Mr. Yan Geng could just paint a few strokes and his grandfather would be very happy.
Even if it was just the folding fan, he took a photo and sent it to his grandfather, who was full of praise for it.
Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment and said, "Just do your best."
He didn't say anything final.
He continued, "How long do you plan to stay at the film and television base, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Jing paused, "I was originally planning to leave tomorrow."
Don’t we have to take the little Taoist priest to get injections and check-ups?
The hospital system is the most troublesome for a child who just came down from the mountain. I'm afraid the child can't even tell which department he is in.
Just watch it.
Jun Qiulan heard the hidden meaning in his words and felt even more grateful.
The food was served, and there was even cat food specially prepared for Song Song.
Thinking of the previous role, Jun Qiulan wanted to ask, but Yan Jing didn't mention it. For some reason, it seemed that she was a little hesitant to ask.
Yan Jing was amused by the tangled and anxious look.
He thought about it for a moment and knew what was going on. "Why? Have you considered that role? Want to try it?"
Jun Qiulan laughed awkwardly. "No, I don't know how to dance or anything like that. I mainly want to ask if there are any other roles I can try. Even just one or two lines would be fine."
Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, "The roles in my movies are not that easy to get."
Of course Jun Qiulan knew.
He now fully understands the value of the two words "Yan Jing" in the film and television industry.
Not to mention the characters with names, even the extras have to undergo collective training before filming begins.
This shows how rigorous he is about movies.
Jun Qiulan took another step back and said, "Being an extra is fine, I mainly want to broaden my horizons."
His attitude made Yan Jing not know how to refuse him.
He sighed, "You've been an extra for so long, you must have encountered the same problem frequently. Your appearance really doesn't suit you for an extra role. The director will ask you to be placed in an inconspicuous place."
Hit the nail on the head.
Jun Qiulan scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. "I'm not a character who needs to show my face."
It seems like he is very narcissistic about his appearance.
Yan Jing couldn't help laughing. "The role of an extra is a waste of your talent. You should consider other options. As long as you can handle dancing, we can discuss the rest later."
Even if you get over this hurdle, you still need to find professionals to teach you.
Furthermore, some people may not be born able to dance, and no matter how they learn, dancing is like precious material of humans' first taming of their limbs.
Jun Qiulan has a suitable physique, and he has learned martial arts, so it shouldn't be that difficult for him to tame his limbs, right?
But he has high demands.
Even if Jun Qiulan could accept it and learn to dance, she might not be able to meet his requirements and standards.
Yan Jing has always been like this. He will not lower his standards just because they are friends. This is to be responsible for his own work, as well as for the role and the actor.
He said, "This role has a relatively important part. The dancing scene is actually only one scene overall. It's said to be a bit of flirting, but it's not really that serious. I can give you a little hint: it's a film about ancient power struggles and revenge."
Multiple lines run in parallel, and everyone has their own complete plot chain.
He continued, "You should know one thing: our domestic films have a crucial issue: they have to pass censorship. To the extent that they can pass censorship, how excessive do you think they can be?"
Jun Qiulan thought so too.
Although this world seems free and open, it actually has very strict restrictions on many things.
When he first came to this world, he was looking up information and browsing the web when he accidentally clicked on a small advertisement for Seqin in a rogue plug-in.
He was so scared that he quickly quit, and within three minutes he received a text message warning him of fraud.
The ancient times when he grew up seemed to be more feudal and conservative, but in fact some people were more extravagant.
It was dirty, messy and filthy beyond his imagination.
In comparison, the coquettish behavior he imagined was probably completely different from the coquettish behavior Yan Jing imagined.
That's it, dancing...
He doesn't have time to study now.
Yan Jing saw through it and said, "Don't worry, the other actors haven't been found yet. How long will it take to shoot this drama?"
Jun Qiulan doesn’t have many scenes in The Golden Chamber, but the role is relatively important, so his scenes are arranged in a relatively scattered manner.
"It may take until after the New Year to wrap up."
Yan Jingzhi nodded, "Then let's talk about it after the New Year. My initial plan is to start filming in the summer of next year, so there's still plenty of time."
"Okay." Jun Qiulan nodded.
Anyway, let's try it first.
Yan Jing also made a promise, "If it doesn't work out in the end, you can try other small roles, but you will still compete fairly with other actors."
Jun Qiulan's eyes lit up.
It’s just a small role, how could he despise a small role?
Fair competition is what should happen.
After dinner, Yan Jing didn't let Jun Qiulan stay outside for too long. He sent him back directly and drove the car to his doorstep.
"Don't eat breakfast tomorrow morning, and don't drink water. Keep your stomach empty. I'll pick you up."
Jun Qiulan held Bai Song in his arms and stood beside the luxury car, his eyebrows curved, "Good night, Mr. Yan."
The car drove away.
Jun Qiulan turned around and went up to his small attic.
However, where he couldn't see, a dark shadow was holding a camera and took several pictures of Jun Qiulan getting out of the luxury car.
"You really think you're such a gentleman? Don't you drive the same luxury cars as the rich?"
His mouth was full of malice.
Jun Qiulan knew nothing about it.
Yan Jing seemed to have noticed something and told Tang Te, "Pay attention to the trend on the Internet in the next two days."
It was normal for him to meet Jun Qiulan and have a meal with friends.
I am annoyed by the Spring and Autumn style of writing. They start with a picture and the whole process is made up.
In the rental house.
Jun Qiulan held Songsong Patcher for a while, then took out her cell phone to check information about vaccination.
After listening to Yan Jing and Assistant Tang Te talk for a long time today, he still had some vague understanding.
The main reason was that it was beyond his understanding.
He needs to investigate further.
This investigation shocked me again by the power and wealth of this country.
Many vaccines are free, and even many diseases are treated free of charge.
There are so many types of vaccines.
It’s a pity that many vaccines have age restrictions.
Thinking of this, Jun Qiulan wanted to open the passage as soon as possible and bring his parents and younger sister here as soon as possible.
Arrange the vaccination.
Especially my younger sister, who is only fifteen years old. She can get more vaccines than people of his age. Moreover, she plans to pursue a career in medicine in the future, so she needs vaccines even more.
I brought Songsong home and talked about this topic with my parents.
The couple were also surprised.
Having taken medicine from that world, they knew that the medicine there was miraculous and the medical care was advanced, but they could never have imagined that the doctors there could even develop medicine to prevent and control epidemics.
This is the medicine, is it an injection?
Jun Yu: "Is it a kind of acupuncture?"
"No." Jun Qiulan explained the vaccination images he saw on the Internet.
Medicine, injected directly into the body.
Most are given as an injection in the arm.
This is actually a bit shocking to both husband and wife, but it can prevent the epidemic, so why bother about it?
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to find some time to figure out how to arrange your identity information in the future."
The main reason is that his identity has been registered in the Taoist temple, and it is a collective household registration of the Taoist temple.
But my parents won’t be able to take this path when the time comes. It doesn’t make sense to explain it.
We still have to figure out a solution for this matter slowly, as it seems to be occasionally mentioned in those novels that travel from ancient times to the present.
Perhaps we can identify which method is more reasonable, legal and compliant and more suitable for their current situation.
"There's no rush now." Song Xirong was worried that her son would be tired over there.
Recently I always go out before dawn and come back very late.
Jun Qiulan smiled. Even though he was thirty years old now, he was probably still just a child in his parents' eyes.
"Oh, Dad, Mr. Yan also wants a painting. I didn't want to agree at first, but now that this vaccine thing has happened, I can't refuse anymore."
Jun Yu waved his hands. "It's no big deal. I'm so happy that he likes my paintings. Hey, the taste of the people over there is pretty good."
Song Xirong smiled gently: "I suddenly thought of a question. When your father came to my house to propose marriage, your grandparents actually didn't want to agree."
Their family loves their child and doesn't expect her to help the family after she gets married. They just want her to live a happy life.
Royal affairs are too complicated.
Even if he was an idle member of the royal family, they didn't really want to get involved.
Even if one comes from a merchant family, one still has his own integrity.
As it turned out, Jun Yu somehow found out that his father-in-law liked calligraphy and paintings, and he would find an excuse to send him one or two paintings every now and then.
Some are antique calligraphy and paintings, some are works by contemporary calligraphy and painting masters, and occasionally there are one or two of his own works mixed in.
Her father thought this man was sincere and not as unreasonable as other royal children, so he agreed to the marriage.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. His parents had a really good relationship, and his grandfather's family were also good people.
I don’t know where Song Ting and the others are. I hope they can get home before the New Year and not be delayed on the road.
Jun Yu thought of what happened back then and laughed, still full of youthful vigor.
"It's still early today, so I'll go paint now. You can bring it back to Mr. Yan tomorrow."
Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment and said, "It's better not to rush. Let's wait a few days. Then I'll send it to Mr. Yan by express delivery."
He has only received express deliveries, but has never sent any.
Besides, he took the painting out so quickly, and Yan Jing was so smart, it would be inappropriate if he guessed something.
Jun Yu thought that was the case. "Then there's no need to rush. Mr. Yan has helped us so much, so I'll think about what to draw. Oh, and what about Xiao Songsong? Is he sure he won't want to take it back?"
Yan Jing has already seen Songsong and accepted him as the adoptive father. Now Songsong can stay in the village with peace of mind.
The village is nice and spacious, allowing cats to move freely, which is much better than being kept in a small attic.
"Let's go, little Songsong, sleep with grandpa and grandma tonight." Jun Yu was very satisfied. He held Songsong in one hand and held his wife's hand with the other, and went back to their own room leisurely.
Jun Qiulan felt a little jealous.
I used to live in the palace and had never seen the daily life of an ordinary couple. I was only reunited with my parents during exile. It was difficult at that time, but I also felt the mutual support between the couple.
Now that I have settled down, my parents are still as loving as ever.
I have to say, I'm a little envious.
Thinking about my own situation, forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
The physical examination that Tang Te booked for Jun Qiulan was quite comprehensive.
It was the first time that Jun Qiulan truly witnessed the medical care in this world.
Blood and urine can both detect the condition of the body.
The most amazing thing is the B-ultrasound, which can actually see whether there are any lesions in the internal organs.
Jun Qiulan was in a daze. Yan Jing accompanied him throughout the whole process and explained things to him from time to time.
Today, Yan Jing was wearing casual clothes and a mask: "Sometimes I feel like you and I are not living in the same time and space."
Jun Qiulan was very steady. He was a person with legal status. "Well, it's time to go down the mountain and see the world."
The tone was pitiful.
Yan Jing didn't want to ask any more questions, so he changed the subject: "Does the needle hole still hurt?"
When Jun Qiulan was drawing blood just now, he closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly, which was really heartbreaking to see.
Jun Qiulan didn't actually feel any pain, but she was under a lot of psychological pressure, and she had to have several tubes of blood drawn.
According to common knowledge, losing so much blood will cause great harm to the body.
But the people here, even the doctors, didn't seem to express any problem and seemed to be used to it.
Is he making a big deal out of nothing?
Just don't watch the blood-drawing scene.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jing misunderstood me, and now I have no choice but to admit it.
"It hurt a little just now, but it doesn't hurt anymore."
Yan Jingzhi nodded, "Some reports will take about two days to get. Those who need the vaccine today will need it in about an hour."
"good."
Tang Te also came back, "Mr. Jun, breakfast."
The boss just specifically told him to buy it.
Now that all the checks are done, you can have breakfast.
Breakfast was simple, bought at Kaifengcai, a bowl of lean meat porridge, a potato cake, and a cup of soy milk.
It smells quite good.
Jun Qiulan chewed and chewed. "Thank you for your hard work today. I'll treat you to lunch at noon. You can choose the place. I'm not very familiar with it."
Although he was not rich, he could still afford to treat people to a meal.
Yan Jing smiled and said, "Next time, after I accompany you to get vaccinated, we should leave."
Jun Qiulan could only nod and agree, after all, it was he who delayed Yan Jing's trip.
After the basic physical examination report came out, I went to the vaccination center again.
There are two types of vaccines available today, both injected into the arm.
Jun Qiulan took off his coat, revealing a long-sleeved T-shirt underneath. The sleeves were tight and couldn't be rolled up, but the neckline was loose.
The nurse who gave me the injection smiled and said, "If you're not afraid of the cold, just take off your clothes."
Jun Qiulan was an ancient man after all. How could he take off his clothes in public?
Yan Jing tugged at his collar and said, "Hit from here."
Just enough to expose the shoulders.
Jun Qiulan didn't even have time to stop it. Just as he was about to say something, Yan Jing covered his eyes again.
"Don't look if you're afraid of pain."
Jun Qiulan: "..."
He actually really wanted to see how the vaccine was administered.
I just felt like an ant pricked my arm, and then I heard the nurse say, "Okay, switch shoulders, give me another shot."
Jun Qiulan didn't need to do anything, Yan Jing was already pulling his collar on the other side.
Jun Qiulan was still a little uncomfortable, "I'll do it myself."
Yan Jing lowered his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Jun Qiulan's red ears, and then his collarbone exposed after he pulled open his collar.
He averted his gaze with just one glance.
But I still didn't let go.
"It will be ready soon," he said.
After the vaccine is administered, there will be half an hour of observation time.
Jun Qiulan remained silent. The injection didn't hurt, and he didn't feel any discomfort. At this moment, all he could think about was Yan Jing's hand covering his eyes.
Warm and dry, but the body temperature in the fingertips seems to be low.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Jing smiled. "It's almost time. Let's go. I'll take you home."
Jun Qiulan was in a daze until he was sent to the door of his home. Only then did he come to his senses and express his gratitude sincerely.
"If you really want to thank me, why don't you try hard and get Mr. Yan Geng to agree to paint me another picture."
I have forgotten about this.
Jun Qiulan pursed her lips and smiled. "Mr. Yan Geng has agreed, but it will take some time. When the time comes, just give me an address and I'll send it to you."
send?
Nowadays, many express deliveries are handled in a violent manner. How can he feel at ease? If the package is damaged during transportation, his grandfather will be heartbroken.
Just send someone to pick it up when the time comes.
But he didn't say it now.
He raised his eyes and looked at the small building in the urban village behind Jun Qiulan.
"If possible, try to find a safe place to stay as soon as possible."
It’s not that he thinks this place is bad. In fact, this kind of place has a very down-to-earth atmosphere and is very humane.
Living here and experiencing more of life is a good thing for an actor.
But since I was secretly photographed last night, I still have to consider safety issues.
In other words, there is no news on the Internet yet, maybe a fan just passed by and took a photo?
He spoke briefly.
Jun Qiulan was alert, "I'll consider it."
Maybe we really need to move out.
Regardless of anything else, the most important thing is his background, so that no one can find out that there is something wrong with him one day.
Modern people are still very smart.
Yan Jing looked at the time and said, "Then I'll go first. Remember to get the next vaccinations, and don't forget the vaccines that were delivered."
Jun Qiulan was so amused that she cracked a rare joke, "Why are you like that mother who's about to leave for work far away but is worried about her mentally handicapped husband and young son, and keeps giving them instructions?"
The corners of Yan Jing's mouth twitched. "What the hell do you watch all day?"
Jun Qiulan would not answer.
It's just that his mother has recently fallen in love with watching the kind of melodramatic dramas that middle-aged and elderly people like to watch, the kind with ridiculous plots.
According to the development of his words, the subsequent plot is probably that the mother disappeared without a trace, and a few years later the foolish husband brought his half-grown son to the city to find a wife.
Yan Jing held his forehead and thought, "mentally retarded husband," it was a blessing that Jun Qiulan could use this word to describe him.
His mother who is away from home is nothing.
"Leave."
The car slowly drove away from the urban village full of life.
Jun Qiulan looked around carefully and saw that there seemed to be someone in a small building not far away.
He looked up and the man had disappeared.
Jun Qiulan's face didn't look good.
Director Su and Si Wei had reminded him before, but he always felt that he was used to living there, and since he was busy, he didn't put moving on the agenda.
It doesn't work now.
Uncle Hua happened to be at home, having lunch.
"Uncle Hua, you said last time that you have other houses for rent?"
"Have you eaten yet? Let's eat first. I happened to make too much today. Your aunt is playing mahjong and she's not back yet. I can't finish it all by myself."
As he said that, he directly added more rice to Jun Qiulan's meal.
Jun Qiulan couldn't refuse, so she sat down. They were all home-cooked dishes. Uncle Hua's cooking skills were really good.
Uncle Hua also thought that Jun Qiulan should move away.
Where's the little star?
He would occasionally act as an extra to earn enough money to buy groceries, and he heard a lot of news about Jun Qiulan.
After a retired old man he knew knew that the person who wrote to him was Jun Qiulan, he mentioned it a few times and asked him to introduce this kid to him.
Of course, these retired old men didn't have any bad intentions. They just thought the child's handwriting was good and wanted to get familiar with it so that they could do him a favor if he needed to write something for them in the future.
But Uncle Hua still refused.
The child is very busy and has to study, so he shouldn't be distracted by these trivial matters.
"That house is a little further from the film and television city than ours, about one bus stop away. The decoration is good, but the appliances are not yet complete. You won't be in a hurry for a day or two, right? You can wait for Uncle Hua to equip you with the appliances."
Jun Qiulan didn't know what to say.
I was naturally moved.
He has lived here for a few months. Uncle Hua takes good care of him and Aunt Hua feeds him often.
"Hey, don't cry." Uncle Hua smiled. "The house has been unoccupied for a long time and has no vitality. If I rent it out, I'm afraid it will be ruined. You like to keep it clean, so I trust you."
Jun Qiulan didn't want to cry at first, but now her eyes are really a little sore.
"Thank you, Uncle Hua."
He had nothing else to offer Uncle Hua in return, so he thought about giving Uncle Hua a few more calligraphy and paintings some other day.
"Are you free today? Go take a look at the house first. If you see anything missing, we can arrange it." Uncle Hua was ready to get the key.
Jun Qiulan shook her head. "No need to watch it. Uncle Hua can just take care of the arrangements. I have to go filming this afternoon."
"That works."
Jun Qiulan didn't expect this either.
He hadn't even moved into the house yet, but the news had already broken out online.
There are several photos of Jun Qiulan getting out of a luxury car, both during the day and at night.
The person in the car was not captured.
In addition, that person used various suggestive tones, such as the young man with a folding fan was picked up and dropped off by a luxury car when traveling.
But if you look more closely, the background of the photo is obviously the houses in the urban village.
Live in an urban village and be picked up by a luxury car?
In addition, Jun Qiulan's background had long been revealed. He used to be a Taoist priest living in the mountains.
After coming down the mountain, I worked as an extra, sold fans, and took on a few small roles. How much money could I make?
The most important thing is Jun Qiulan's handsome face, which attracts men, women, young and old.
When several pieces of information collide with each other, it gives people a lot of room for imagination.
Most of them are just there to watch the fun.
But some rats living in the gutter, seeing this excitement, immediately dug out their filthy keyboards.
Jun Qiulan was filming in the afternoon and did not receive the news immediately. He was immersed in his role and did not notice that many people on the scene were looking at him with subtle expressions.
Director Wang also saw the news.
He also thought it was impossible. The child was very well-behaved. When he didn't have any scenes, he was basically helping out and studying on the crew.
That is, he left a while early yesterday, and he had no scenes this morning. He also specifically said in the group that he was going to have a physical examination and get vaccinated.
This luxury car...
Ji Hong also came over to take a look and said, "That's simply impossible."
He still believed in the kid.
"He's a Taoist priest. Maybe some rich person asked him to perform a ritual or something."
This is also a possibility.
As for the start time of their crew's filming, they still asked Jun Qiulan to calculate it.
Everything has been going smoothly for the crew.
Metaphysics is also a skill.
"Let him take a break after this scene." Director Wang said.
Jun Qiulan took a break, but not completely. He didn't even touch his phone. He just held the script and continued to study his role.
The entire crew didn't know what to say.
Logically speaking, they have been with Jun Qiulan for some time, and they have a good idea of what this child is like.
But I can’t resist the detailed analysis of those netizens.
Ji Hong couldn't bear it anymore.
"Just do what you need to do, why join in the fun?"
He called Jun Qiulan, "Come with me."
Jun Qiulan was still confused, thinking that Teacher Ji wanted to discuss the script with him.
"You don't know what's happening on the Internet?"
Jun Qiulan was stunned. "What happened?"
As he said this, he took out his cell phone.
I had turned off the message notifications, but when I opened the app, my hands were almost numb from the shock.
He took a quick look and was stunned.
This was the first time he faced such overwhelming malice.
"This? I went to dinner with Yan Jing." He explained to Teacher Ji Hong that it was Yan Jing who took him to get vaccinated today.
Ji Hong didn't expect that it was Yan Jing.
The relationship between the two is pretty good. I think about the previous gift of a cat and their interactions on Weibo.
This is easy to handle.
"You should contact Yan Jing. You don't have a company or a team. If this matter gets out of hand and you fail to clarify it in time, it will have a bad impact on you in the future."
Jun Qiulan nodded. "Can't I just post on Weibo to clarify it myself?"
Ji Hong shook his head, he was still too young.
There is no senior to guide him.
"Unless you have evidence that you and Yan Jing went out for dinner, and you can convince netizens that it was yesterday or today, they won't believe it."
There are too many people muddying the waters. Even if someone believes it, it won't affect the keyboard warriors.
Maybe Yan Jing’s fans will be involved at that time.
Unless Yan Jing comes out to explain directly.
The two people's situations are different. One is a director who has been famous for many years and has won numerous awards, while the other is a fledgling young actor. The weight of their words is different.
Jun Qiulan seemed to understand and sent a message to Yan Jing, but Yan Jing never replied.
By the time the crew finished work for the day, Yan Jing still hadn't replied to the message.
Jun Qiulan was surprised. Maybe he was busy? Or maybe he fell asleep?
People who have never been on a plane don’t know that there is no signal on the plane.
Director Wang came over and said, "This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible. It cannot affect the filming of the crew. Do you understand?"
His words undoubtedly expressed that he believed in Jun Qiulan.
Jun Qiulan felt warm in his heart. Apart from the day he was demoted and suffered the condemnation of thousands of people in the capital, he actually experienced it again after coming to this world.
However, the situations were different on both occasions.
When he was demoted, he was confused about the future and didn't know where to go. He was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
It’s different now. He knows that even if Yan Jing fails to reply to his message immediately, Yan Jing will help him solve this problem.
"Thank you for the director's trust. This matter will be resolved as soon as possible."
By the way, he explained that the person in the car was Yan Jing.
Director Wang didn't seem very surprised. He just nodded and asked him to come on time tomorrow so as not to delay the filming.
Finally, Director Wang walked out the door and turned back to say something.
"Originally, the main actors in the crew were all arranged with hotels. You said at the time that you lived nearby and didn't need a hotel. If you need a place to stay now, go directly to Lao Li and he will arrange it for you."
Lao Li is a lifestyle producer, and Jun Qiulan usually helps him out, and they have a good relationship.
Jun Qiulan was worried about this matter.
He just saw on the Internet that some people have organized to go to the urban village to find him. Not all of them are keyboard warriors, most of them are just joining in the fun.
I've never seen a celebrity living in an urban village.
His address should have been exposed a long time ago, but since nothing happened before, no one paid attention to this issue. After all, he is not a very famous star.
Now that this has happened, if he goes back, he will definitely cause trouble for Uncle Hua's family.
He was wondering whether he should find an empty toilet, go home directly and come back tomorrow.
But that’s not possible either. He still has to wait for news from Yan Jing.
It would be fine if there was a hotel, mainly because he had never thought of staying in a hotel.
He first called Uncle Hua and explained the matter.
Uncle Hua was even angrier than him. He said that these people had nothing to do after eating, so they started making up stories whenever they saw something.
Jun Qiulan felt quite embarrassed.
Uncle Hua waved his hand and said, "If anything happens, we'll call the police. Don't panic."
Jun Qiulan was really happy this time and asked Lao Li to help him arrange a room.
It wasn’t far, but he didn’t go out directly today. He was smart and took the props team’s car to the hotel.
Register and check in.
White walls, white floor tiles, white bed sheets.
Jun Qiulan, who was staying in a hotel for the first time, was shocked. He remembered that the hotel Yan Jing had stayed in before was not like this.
Thinking of Yan Jing, the message finally came back.
Yan Jing: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Then there was no news again.
It was not until three minutes later when Yan Jing asked him to repost it on Weibo that he realized what Yan Jing had done.
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The author has something to say: Another successful day, hehehe.
It's finally Friday.
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