Chapter 68 Kiss Me
In the evening, Jin Baobao called again via video.
Compared to last night's happy announcement of the Jin family's booming business and the excitement of watching the entire movie, today he was a little listless and his eyes were red from crying.
"Why don't you say anything?" He couldn't help complaining while feeling distressed.
There are three days off for fireworks, from New Year’s Eve to the second day of the New Year.
At that time, Bai You had just returned to the hotel and was preparing to take a shower and go to bed to prepare for the next day's filming.
Seeing that Jin Baobao had a breakdown, I had to stop and comfort him.
"It's all over," Bai You smiled at him in front of the camera, "and compared to the place my mother took me out of, I feel that everything I've experienced since then hasn't been that hard."
Baby Jin pouted and managed not to cry.
"I'll have someone kill those two bad guys later," he muttered.
"Don't trick the young master into doing bad things." Although he knew that Jin Baobao was speaking in anger, Bai You still looked serious. He paused and lowered his voice, "They will not have a good life in the future."
"Really?" Jin Baobao has always believed in Bai You.
"Yeah." Bai You nodded at him affirmatively.
Jin Baobao's mood slowly recovered and he remembered the good things: "Youyou, you are so excited now. I am so happy."
Hearing this, Bai You's eyes narrowed a little bit.
Although he knew that this incident had actually happened, Bai You still felt it was not real.
"You are very popular on the Internet now," Jin Baobao emphasized after seeing his expression, and then asked, "Did you not have time to watch it?"
"I took a look." Bai You said, but he was in a hurry and didn't really look carefully. Most of the time, Tao Yin was chattering in his ear.
"Then wait and see." Jin Baobao said, sitting up straighter, "I want to bring Aunt Bai to visit the set in a couple of days."
"I have one day off for the Lantern Festival. Xingyu's contract is about to expire, so I'll go back to deal with some remaining issues." Traffic was congested during the Spring Festival travel rush, and Jin Baobao's driving skills were average. Bai You was worried about them coming, so he said, "Wait for me at home."
"Okay then." Jin Baobao was annoyed, but suddenly he remembered something and his eyes lit up, "Give me your hotel room number."
"What for?" Bai You looked at him warily, afraid that he would suddenly come up with something new.
"Valentine's Day is coming soon, I'll order flowers for you from T City." said Jin Baobao.
"Why did you give me flowers on Valentine's Day?" Bai You asked.
"It's about appearance," Jin Baobao said as a matter of course, "You are a big star now. Big stars must have countless admirers and countless fans. Of course you have to receive many bouquets of flowers on Valentine's Day. It would be best if there are so many that you can't put them all in your room and have to secretly throw them into the trash can."
Bai You was amused by his serious look.
"That's enough. We don't have any popular stars in our group, and everyone's room is confidential. It would be weird if I was the only one to receive so many flowers." Bai You smiled and suppressed the little flame in Jin Baobao's heart. "Just wait for me at home. I'll bring you something delicious when I get home."
"Okay then." Jin Baobao had no choice but to say it, and then muttered a few more words before hanging up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Bai You sat on the sofa for a while, but still couldn't help but find Jin Baobao cute.
He postponed his shower and obediently opened Weibo.
The popularity of the movie is still rising, but the growth rate of his Weibo fans is no slower than the popularity of the movie.
As usual, Bai You first looked at the reviews of the movie on the Internet before clicking on his own private topic.
Because in the past most of the comments were negative or sarcastic, there were actually very few white fans, and they were a bit resistant to seeing comments about themselves.
But today, it seemed like the whole world suddenly began to love him.
Even if those negative comments occasionally pop up, they will quickly be blocked by other comments.
[After reading Qiu Wan’s Weibo, I finally understood why they have such a good relationship. Bai You is really kind. 】
[My baby is not only a good actor, but also a kind-hearted person. He deserves to be so popular today. 】
[Fortunately, Youyou finally got her reward after all the hardships.] 】
[Although everyone on the Internet has a big reaction, Bai You himself has always acted calm and nonchalant. He really makes me cry...]
[The wind and snow pressed down on me for two or three years, but I smiled at the light wind and snow as soft as cotton. It was amazing. 】
【……】
"My smile is as light as wind and snow..." Bai You lowered his eyes and repeated softly, unable to help but smile.
In fact, it is not as light as cotton at all.
Perhaps to people of Meng Qingyan's status, people like Feng Yu and He Dajin are just like ants, and he can crush them to death silently with just a flick of his fingers.
But for children from ordinary families like him and Qiu Wan, this was like a huge mountain pressing down on them.
They need to accumulate strength for a very long time before they can escape from this mountain, and then they can really consider how to fight back.
But now...
Bai You exited Weibo, opened the chat software, and found Meng Qingyan’s avatar.
His fingertips hovered over the screen for a long time before he lowered his eyes to type.
【BY: Feng Yu’s matter is related to you, right? 】
Meng Qingyan had just come out of the bathroom and opened his tablet to prepare for work.
Because Bai You had to rush to shoot the fireworks, the promotion of Building No. 8 mainly fell on him, Fang Zhi and Zhou Xiuyuan.
Therefore, he would have to catch a flight from S City to H City early tomorrow morning to meet up with Zhou Xiuyuan.
And after tomorrow, the promotion of Building No. 8 will officially come to an end.
Compared with the popularity of Building No. 8 and the current situation of National Tap Water, the current publicity activities are more about giving popularity to fans and audiences than opening up sales for the film.
So everyone is in a very relaxed mood.
There were a lot of messages in the Building No. 8 group, but at first glance, Meng Qingyan still saw the pinned message.
Since the chat before Bai You joined the group, the information in the two people's dialog box has not been updated.
Meng Qingyan knew that Bai You was seriously considering it, so he tried his best to keep his troops in place and wait quietly.
When he saw the content of the message, his eyes darkened slightly, but soon, a smile appeared on his face again.
【MY: Why do you think it was me? Or, did you think of me first? 】
It was like something gently touching the lake of her heart, causing faint ripples. Bai You pursed her lips and hovered her fingers above the screen.
As if afraid that he would be angry, Meng Qingyan stopped teasing and the second message came quickly.
【MY: It’s me.】 】
Sure enough, Bai You thought.
Because he had guessed it long ago, he felt quite calm this time.
The room was very quiet, without even the slightest sound. Bai You lowered his eyes, his thoughts uncontrollably traveling through the long river of time, trying to find traces of Meng Qingyan in his growth process.
"There's a really cool freshman in the first grade. He has a very good relationship with the seniors and looks super cute. Do you want to go take a peek?"
It seemed like there was a very vague voice ringing in my ears, and even the content seemed unreal.
Bai You wasn't sure whether this really happened or was just his imagination.
He shook his head and refocused his eyes on the screen.
In fact, he knew very well in his heart that he had made his choice.
Perhaps, after he felt the wonderful feeling of being protected by someone for the first time, and when he saw Meng Qingyan's tall figure keeping the danger out of his sight for the first time, his indifference towards "feelings" turned into some new emotion.
Bai You has experienced the happiness of being with Meng Qingyan.
He really wanted to try it.
Try a lifestyle that is completely different from the deeply rooted ideas in your mind.
Seeing that he hadn't replied to the message for a long time, Meng Qingyan's message came in again.
[MY: Let the bullets fly for a while, let them be nervous and terrified, then take out sharper weapons to make them completely collapse, and then, destroy them. 】
Bai You didn't ask who "they" included, he replied to the message.
【BY: When did you start to like me? 】
Meng Qingyan's information came in very quickly.
【MY:Want to know? If you want to know, when I turn around and knock on the door, remember to open the door and let me in. 】
Bai You laughed and raised his hand to cover his eyes.
Just as he was about to reply again, the phone suddenly rang. He thought it was Meng Qingyan, but the name on the screen was Jiang Minyao.
Seeing that it was almost midnight, Bai You answered the phone with some confusion.
"Youyou," Jiang Minyao's voice was excited, "Do you know how busy I am today?"
Bai You was a little confused. He confirmed in his mind that today was indeed the Spring Festival holiday. He didn't know what Jiang Minyao meant by "busy".
"Why?" he asked, "Are you busy collecting New Year's money or busy giving out New Year's money?"
"Neither, no," Jiang Minyao excitedly said, "I received a lot of invitations from luxury brands today, because everyone knew you were going to leave soon, and they all came to ask for your contact information. Ahhhhhh, quite a few of them were for endorsements, and we sent them out."
Hearing this, Bai You was stunned.
Although he knew that his popularity had soared, his attention had been focused on the movie in the past few days, and he had never thought about anything else outside of the movie.
"Your commercial value has almost reached the top," Jiang Minyao said excitedly. "Brands are worried that similar competitors will get there first, so even during the Spring Festival, everyone is scrambling to send invitations."
"I have already replied to their emails and phone calls. We will discuss the details after your contract expires in a few days." Jiang Minyao was excited. "When I think of Lao Zhu's regretful expression, it feels so good. I have never had such a good New Year."
"But the schedule for shooting fireworks is very tight," Bai You said. "We may not be able to spare time for the event."
"Don't worry, we can talk about anything." Jiang Minyao said, and then paused, "Are you really not considering coming to Tianying? Going it alone, these contract terms alone will drive you crazy."
"I'm thinking about it carefully," Bai You said, "Let me think about it."
According to the shooting schedule, the fireworks would not be finished until May at the latest, so he still had several months to buffer.
But now things seem to be getting out of control.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Minyao sent a list of emails to Bai You. Bai You took a quick look at it and was very surprised.
I finally understood why Jiang Minyao was so excited.
Those brand invitations that were once so high and mighty that I never dared to think about are now quietly lying in my mailbox, from all walks of life, there are more than a dozen of them.
The ultimate value of an actor lies in his work.
The popularity and topicality brought by Building No. 8 is proof of this.
But at the same time, the commercial value of actors is equally important.
Not everyone has the capital like Meng Qingyan to easily refuse commercial endorsements.
Bai Youdian opened the emails in his mailbox and read them carefully, forgetting to reply to Meng Qingyan's message.
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Valentine's Day arrives.
To Bai You's surprise, many people in the group received roses from their lovers.
On the contrary, Bai You, who was the most popular and the youngest actor in the group, ended up with nothing.
This made Liu Ben, who was so serious, couldn't help laughing at him.
After a full day of shooting, it was already late at night when we returned to the hotel.
The Baiyou crew is on the 12th floor, and there is a great view at the corner where the elevator exits.
When stepping out of the elevator, Bai Youdian turned on his mobile phone to check the time. He didn't reach for his room card until he arrived at the door, which he was familiar with.
The room card was in the coat pocket, feeling slightly cold. When Bai You's fingertips touched the coolness, he suddenly paused.
Because, on the door frame, a bright red rose was blooming warmly towards him.
Bai You was a little stunned, and then his heart started beating wildly.
He looked around hurriedly, but all he could see was a long, empty hotel corridor.
He stood by the door for a moment, then turned around and went back to the elevator.
The elevator was brightly lit but not empty, but Bai You did not stop. He pushed open the door of the emergency passage next to him.
The light shone dimly, and a tall figure was leaning against the wall smoking.
Seeing his figure, Meng Qingyan raised his eyes with a smile.
"Valentine's Day is almost over," he said, "but fortunately, I will wait for you."
I'll wait for you...
How long did Meng Qingyan wait?
Bai You's heart burned and he took two steps forward.
He raised his eyes and looked into Meng Qingyan's eyes quietly. He could smell the light scent of cedar on the other person intertwined with the fiery scent of tobacco.
"Meng Qingyan, kiss me." Bai You heard himself say.
Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and looked at him, the fire from the cigarette butt flickered in his eyes, as if it had burned into two blazing flames, but his tone was still as calm.
"Kiss where?" he asked.
Bai You didn't say anything else. He stood on tiptoe and pressed his slightly cool lips against Meng Qingyan's fiery lips.
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