Ideal Entertainment - Chapter 65

The cold current came from icy Siberia, and people on the street had already put on sweaters and big coats.

Chu Qiu put on a big windbreaker, a mask and a woolen hat, with only his eyebrows and eyes exposed, holding a file bag, standing at the door of a coffee shop not far from the studio, stomping gently, waiting for someone.

Chu Qiu was afraid of the cold. As soon as he went out in winter, two warm babies should be attached to the inside of the sweater and attached to both waists, so that when he put his hands in his pockets or trouser pockets, he would feel warm.

But there is no way on the feet.

Chu Qiu sucked his nose and stomped his feet, feeling that he was trembling in the freezing cold wind of City B.

His eyes squinted slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled.

Chu Qiu made an appointment with Guo Kuang today. Director Xiao Guo seemed to be in a bad mood recently, and he refused several invitations from Zhang Dali. Zhang Dali reluctantly went to Chu Qiu. Chu Qiu asked Guo Kuang out as soon as he called.

Chu Qiu couldn’t understand Guo Kuang’s pain point. His brother Guo Meng’s film smashed the box office and also won prizes. The director’s prize is full and he has already won three.

However, Guo Kuang has been in the industry for nine years. He has a reputation and fame, and he has won awards for his films. However, he has been nominated for director awards and accompanies him again and again. It is impossible to say that he has no breath in his heart.

Chu Qiu stepped on his pain point and stirred again, and Guo Kuang was so angry that he responded.

Chu Qiu squinted his eyes and looked around. After catching a figure with his head down holding a cell phone and looking around blankly, he pulled the collar of the windbreaker and walked up.

Chu Qiu walked to Guo Kuang, who was looking down at the navigation, and stopped, calling him: “Director Xiao Guo.”

Guo Kuang raised his head and looked at the heavily armed Chu Qiu.

“Chu Qiu?”

Chu Qiu nodded, “Let’s go.”

The two entered the coffee shop one after the other, and the warm environment made them all relieved.

The two each ordered a cup of hot drink, Chu Qiu didn’t say much, just pushed the document bag in his hand to Guo Kuang.

Guo Kuang didn’t say a word, he opened the file bag and took out the script inside to look through it.

During the whole process, the two did not exchange any words other than greetings. It was like an underground party exchanging information. It was so quiet that only the sound of breathing and the occasional light sip of a drink were left.

The seats in this cafe are similar to some private teahouses. Each seat is enclosed. When seated, there is a door with a hollow pattern on the door. After sitting down, even the waiters passing by will look at it. I don’t really know what’s inside.

Chu Qiu and Guo Kuang also tacitly did not choose a position by the window. They sat in the corner and stayed quietly for a full forty minutes before Guo Kuang finished reading the script roughly.

Chu Qiu has refilled two cups of milk.

The remaining half of the coffee in Guo Kuang’s cup has cooled completely.

Guo Kuang put the script back in the file bag and met Chu Qiu’s gaze, “I want to change it.”

Chu Qiu nodded without surprise, “Change.”

Guo Kuang was taken aback for a while, and he didn’t react for a while-he thought that his request to change the script would be blocked. After all, the author of this script was much stronger than him.

Guo Kuang took a sip of cold coffee and asked, “You are the protagonist?”

Chu Qiu nodded.

Guo Kuang said: “Schedule.”

Chu Qiu replied: “In late January, independent production.”

“I’ll look for the doctor and mother.” Guo Kuang demanded.

Chu Qiu had no objection and nodded.

Guo Kuang looked at Chu Qiu for two seconds. He really hadn’t seen a few people who spoke less than him.

But the answer he wanted was already received, and Guo Kuang didn’t care about anything else. He picked up the file bag and got up and left.

Chu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, rang the bell to check out, and then put on the mask and hat again before the waiter arrived, got up, swiped his card, and left.

This is Chu Qiu and Guo Kuang’s traditional way of getting along. It is very simple and neat. They don’t say anything extra. When the cooperation is over, they just leave.

To be honest, Chu Qiu has always felt comfortable with Guo Kuang—probably because he and Guo Kuang are the kind of people who can squat in the corner and spend a whole day.

Chu Qiu left the coffee shop, glanced at the time on the phone, touched the work card in the pocket of his coat, turned and walked towards the studio.

On the way there, he bought two pancakes and fruits at the roadside stall for lunch. He ate them while walking into the studios through the staff aisle. Then he chewed gum and put on the mask again, and ran to the new one among the tourists. The setting of Taijing City.

The film and television city in City B is open to the outside world, but places where large crews are filming will be isolated and not allowed to enter. For example, the newly built Taijing City is listed here.

There was Chu Qiu’s role this afternoon. Chu Qiu refused Zhang Dali’s **** because he wanted to see Guo Kuang early.

Chu Qiu walked near the scene of the capital city and looked at the group of men and women blocking the door. After two seconds of guessing whether they were fans or acting in the group, he felt that it should be the former.

Chu Qiu didn’t have Zhang Dali to protect himself today.

Thinking of what might happen after being recognized, Chu Qiu pursed his lips. He looked around and ran to a small corner to hide.

He tightened his windbreaker with his hands and crossed them on both sides of his waist, feeling the warmth coming from the warm baby, like a big mushroom growing around the corner, thinking seriously about how he should get around the group Fans, successfully entered the set.

Such a big capital city does not have side doors. It has four gates in the south, east, north, and west, as well as six small side gates.

However, there is no use for eggs, because today’s scenes are all on the south gate that is now blocked, and the other doors are closed tightly, and there is no chance to enter.

Chu Qiu looked at this entrance, which was about half a kilometer away from Taijing City, and felt very entangled.

When he was tangled, a male voice emerged from behind him.

Qi Tianrui looked at the gray hat squatting in the small corner, and was stunned for a while: “Xiao Qiu?”

Chu Qiu was taken aback, turned his head and looked at Qi Tianrui in surprise.

What is he doing in the studio?

“I’m here to talk to the Studio City about something, by the way…” Qi Tianrui pursed her lips, and glanced up at the studio where the entrance was blocked by fans.

By the way, he asked about Zhang Dali and Chuqiu’s schedule, ready to come to visit the class.

Since he failed to confess again, he and Chu Qiu hadn’t seen each other for three weeks and hadn’t spoken.

It was not that Chu Qiu ignored him, but that he himself did not dare to talk to Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu would still send him some simple greetings—for example, it’s time to finish work, such as good morning.

But after Qi Tianrui didn’t reply to him for a week, Chu Qiu stopped this behavior.

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu, but Chu Qiu was a little dazed.

To be honest, he thought that Qi Tianrui was no longer ready to talk to him. After all, even if he didn’t reply immediately for some reason, in the past two or three hours, as long as Qi Tianrui saw it, he would reply to Chu Qiu.

But Qi Tianrui didn’t say a word for a whole week, Chu Qiu thought, Qi Tianrui probably didn’t want to talk to him.

Chu Qiu is not good at dealing with contradictions, and is quite passive in interpersonal communication.

Persevering for a week is already the limit that Chu Qiu can achieve.

He sadly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to post.

Qi Tianrui never replied to him, he acquiesced to the fact that Qi Tianrui had given up on him in his heart.

What about Qi Tianrui?

Qi Tianrui felt extremely frustrated because he failed to confess again, and licked the wound alone.

Every time I saw a message from Chu Qiu to him, I felt like I was split in half, half of which was ecstatic, and the other half of suffocation.

Qi Tianrui was thinking when he was most sad, why?

Why did Chu Qiu send these messages as usual after rejecting him?

Isn’t it a hooligan to tease and not marry?

But after Qi Tianrui persisted for a full week of hard-heartedness, in the days when Chu Qiu stopped sending him news, he fell into endless panic again.

Am I going too far?

Should I not do this?

Chu Qiu must be sad now, right?

…

Such problems entangled him for a long time. Until today, it happened to come to the B City Film and Television City to discuss cooperation. Qi Tianrui finally failed to control himself. Walk to the newly built Taijing City.

He has filmed here before, and he is very familiar with it.

As a result, he ran into Chu Mushroom Qiu, who was crouching on the corner frowning and very distressed, before he entered the crew.

“Brother Qi.” Chu Qiu stood up, and the cold wind poured into the windbreaker, causing him to shiver.

Qi Tianrui looked at him trembling, sighed softly, and finally accepted his fate.

After all, he couldn’t bear to see that Chu Qiu was treated badly.

Qi Tianrui took off his scarf, put it on Chu Qiu, and said: “Wear a turtleneck sweater if you are afraid of the cold.”

Chu Qiu couldn’t stop him, and Qi Tianrui stopped the action of taking off the bib. In the end, he had to honestly say, “It will be exposed when filming.”

“Then this bib will be given to you.” Qi Tianrui said, took out his mobile phone and called the security room of the studio.

When Chu Qiu refused, he swallowed it back, adjusting his collar uncomfortably, while waiting for Qi Tianrui to finish the call.

But before the call was over, they were unfortunately seen by fans.

Qi Tianrui met a boy’s eyes, only to realize that he hadn’t put on any cover on his face now.

He watched the boy’s eyes grow wider and wider, and then moved his gaze from him to Chu Qiu, who was unconsciously lowering his head and pulling his collar uncomfortably.

Chu Qiu was wearing a mask and hat, but was still seen.

“Chu Qiu! Qi Tianrui!” the boy who recognized them called out.

Just like two sheep falling into a group of lions, Chu Qiu and Qi Tianrui both received the enthusiastic attention of about twenty people.

Qi Tianrui quickly reported the address on the phone, stretched out his hand to hold Chu Qiu, who was at a loss with his eyes widened, and turned his head and ran.

Qi Tianrui and Chu Qiu never expected that before they met, they had not had time to discuss the matters they had confessed before, and even before they had officially reconciled the short and subtle cold war between them, they encountered such a major event that required life and death.

After all, Qi Tianrui and Chu Qiu are both actors, and the physical quality of actors is always better than ordinary people.

But they didn’t know exactly which venues were not allowed to enter during filming today. As a result, they ran into a lot of tour groups along the way, and there were more and more people behind them like snowballing!

They shuttled very skillfully through the various sets of the film and television city, the trails, the dark alleys and the messy places, counted as their own homes, and their movements were agile and swift, almost like they were making a blockbuster action movie.

But they still couldn’t get rid of the crowd chasing them behind.

“Do you know where you are not allowed to enter today, Xiaoqiu!” Qi Tianrui asked Chu Qiu who was being pulled by him as he ran.

As long as he can find a greenhouse where he is shooting, Qi Tianrui can brush his face and go in for refuge.

However, Chu Qiu gave him six points of silence: “…”

Okay, it seems I don’t know anymore.

In the end, the security department of City B Studios was not looking at it. In the ten minutes that Qi Tianrui and Chu Qiu escaped from Taijing City in the west corner of the Studio City to the Minguo Street in the east corner, the security guard finally stood there. Come out, blocking the turbulent crowd.

The two of them traversed a few roads without worry, then stopped, bending over and gasping for breath.

Qi Tianrui was panting and was still a little broken, he could already think of what the headline would be today!

Fenghuang Entertainment CEO Qi Tianrui and Fenghuang Entertainment’s newcomer Chuqiu Film and Television City ran wildly, is it the annihilation of humanity or the depravity of morality!

“Brother Qi.” Chu Qiu took a deep breath and pointed to the phone ringing in Qi Tianrui’s hand, “Phone.”

Qi Tianrui answered the phone weakly, and Zhang Dali’s angry roar was on the other end of the phone.

“Qi Tianrui, you Sabi stuff! I just didn’t follow Chu Qiu for a **** day! Just this day!!!”

Qi Tianrui: “…”

What can I do, I am also desperate!

I’m just a salted fish who came to find my future partner and good salted fish, and I don’t want to experience it either!

Qi Tianrui felt extremely wronged.

Chu Qiu looked around, vaguely remembering that there should be a small shop on Minguo Street.

When Qi Tianrui called, he bought two bottles of water and handed it to him when Qi Tianrui hung up.

Qi Tianrui was stunned and took the water he handed over.

“Xiao Qiu.” Qi Tianrui called to him. After looking at Chu Qiu’s gaze, he touched the pocket of his coat and took out a big white rabbit from it, “Here you are, let’s make up.”

Chu Qiu looked down at the candy in Qi Tianrui’s palm, and under Qi Tianrui’s slightly nervous gaze, he stretched out his hand to take it, peeled it and ate it.

“If you accept sugar, then you agree to reconcile.” Qi Tianrui said, “You continue to send me messages.”

Chu Qiu looked at Qi Tianrui with the sugar in his mouth, without speaking.

Qi Tianrui felt that Chu Qiu probably agreed, and the two cautiously avoided the chaotic tourist group and successfully entered the set of “Tai Jing”.

Qi Tianrui received a WeChat message from Chu Qiu that evening.

WeChat has only two characters.

Chu Qiu: News

Qi Tianrui couldn’t hold back, fell back, flicked on the soft bed, turned over and buried his face in the pillow, and laughed gruntingly.

The author has something to say: Qi Tianrui: Oh, why is my object so cute!

Zhang Dali: Get out!