From mid-July, Haihua City entered the rainy season. It rained for three consecutive days. The air was humid, and the water vapor shrouded the entire city.The long streets were covered with rain-beaten flowers and leaves, and when the wind blew, the fragrance of flowers permeated everywhere was particularly strong. People who are allergic to pollen smell have been wearing masks when they travel these days.

Taking into account the weather conditions, the film crew temporarily added an extra scene to Miao Qingyu. Not long after he came out of the set just now, he bumped into it when he was off work.

He likes rainy days, especially summer rain.The temperature is not cold, as if the whole world is surrounded by the sound of rain, and the sound of rain hitting the eardrum is pleasant to the ear.As far as he could see, the hazy mist calmed his mind.

However, the situation at this time does not seem to be optimistic. The sound of the trumpet interrupted his romantic fantasy and brought him back to reality in an instant.

At this moment, the car was blocked by the long flow of traffic on the road, and the horns of the car kept beeping from the front and back. After staying for a long time, it was quite disturbing to listen to.

The driver lowered the window to let in the fresh air from outside, mixed with a faint scent of flowers, which would be stronger when there was no wind.

Xue Cheng was allergic to the smell of pollen, and the degree was quite serious. Miao Qingyu was worried, and the messages he sent out could be described as exhortations, and even bought a few masks online when he was done.

He purposely bought an extra model with a cartoon pig's nose tattooed on it. Xue Cheng didn't need these things, so he bought them purely out of joy and as a psychological comfort.

Miao Qingyu was going to record the program "Exclusive Memory" at a later date. After sending the message, he put his phone aside and asked the assistant next to him how long it would take to get to the recording site according to the current situation.

Assistant Xiu Ni had already picked up the phone, his forehead was sweating, obviously dissatisfied with the rain.

"I'll contact the program team to discuss it immediately, hoping to delay the time. Look at the rain outside the window, hell, it's getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know when the traffic will be blocked."

"No." Miao Qingyu raised her hand to block Shuni's movement, and asked disapprovingly, "Where are we now?"

Xiuni clicked on the map for him, Miao Qingyu stared at it carefully, took the phone and said, "I'll walk over by myself, you continue to wait here."

"Are you crazy?!" Xiu Ni hastily grabbed him, "You can't walk there in half an hour, and aren't you afraid that others will recognize you?"

Miao Qingyu looked puzzled, and he touched his face: "I'm not a popular actor. Everyone is busy rushing home from get off work at this time and the weather, so there is no time to pay attention to me. Xiu Ni, I don't like being late."

Xiu Ni was angry, and glanced at his head in a bad mood: "OK, OK, you are the most upright, and you don't have to look down on yourself. With your family's background, it's not a matter of every minute to praise you, it's you—"

The voice stopped abruptly, but Xiu Ni was the first to come up with aggrieved, silent.

After a few seconds of muffled sound, Xiu Ni changed his expression as if changing his face, and put on a hat and a raincoat for Miao Qingyu tightly: "Who told you that you are a son of your family, how dare I disobey your ideas, you want Just walk over, take the umbrella or not."

Miao Qingyu touched her nose, smiled and showed two small white canine teeth: "No, it's in the way."

Xiu Ni bluffed him: "Everything is in the way!"

Miao Qingyu hooked the corner of her mouth, and her long and curved eyelashes covered a pair of bright and clean single phoenix eyes.

The Miao family has good genes, especially Miao's mother, who has a classical temperament and was a famous beauty back then.

Miao Qingyu lives with his mother, his facial features are exquisite but not feminine, he is very clear, and people can't help but feel joy when they get close to him.

Xiuni shouted unhappily: "Be careful!"

"okay."

Xiuni had nothing to say, and watched Miao Qingyu open the car door and walk out until his back gradually disappeared into the dark night, and he couldn't utter a word.

Miao Qingyu didn't pay attention to what was going on in his little assistant's mind, and ran slowly all the way against the wind and rain, and arrived at the program building 10 minutes before.He and the host of "Exclusive Memories" are good friends who have known each other for many years. As soon as he called the other party, the other party immediately yelled: "Miao Miao Xiaoyu?!"

Miao Qingyu nodded: "I'm downstairs."

Before he could speak, the elevator door in front of him opened, and the young man who walked out was his friend from middle school, Fang Congshu, the host of "Exclusive Memories".

He put down his phone: "Why did you run downstairs to pick me up?"

Fang Congshu looked at Miao Qingyu's wet raincoat, and asked, "Why are you in such a mess? You came here by yourself?"

"Yeah, it's not that I don't want to be late."

Fang Congshu: "...Your problem is still the same, it's your right to be late."

Miao Qingyu laughed at herself: "My family's rights?"

Fang Cong held the bookstall: "I didn't say anything, you admitted it yourself."

Miao Qingyu felt amused, carefully took off the raincoat and stacked it in the umbrella shelf on the first floor, and followed Fang Congshu upstairs.

After walking in the rain for a while, Miao Qingyu looked somewhat embarrassed. He took care of his appearance, and then looked up to find that the direction he was walking seemed to be different.

"From the book, did we go wrong?"

Fang Congshu opened a door: "You did not go wrong. I will take you to take a shower first. No matter how much makeup you put on, you will not be able to cover up your messy appearance. Viewers who don't know will think that our program group has treated you badly."

"But the show isn't about..."

"Delayed for 10 minutes. There was something wrong with the equipment just now. Call the master to take a look. 10 minutes is enough for you to clean it up."

Fang Congshu's eyes were not joking, so Miao Qingyu could only nod.The kindness was hard to give up, and he took the unopened packaging bag from Fang Congshu, buried himself in the bathroom, turned on the hot water and quickly washed himself.

Most of the time they work in this business, they have to race against time. Miao Qingyu has a strong sense of time and is even a little obsessive-compulsive. It took less than 10 minutes to shower and dry his hair. When he rushed out, he said, "Let's go."

Fang Congshu followed behind him slowly: "No more makeup?"

Miao Qingyu shook her head: "It's too late," the voice raised a little, "Fang Congshu, can you go faster?"

Miao Qingyu has seldom shown an impatient side since he got married. Fang Congshu has been with him since he was a child, knowing that he doesn't like being late, but every time he deliberately picks time issues to challenge his limit.I haven't seen each other for several years. This is the first time they met after he came to Haihua Market. They haven't seen each other at all, unlike the situation where they haven't seen each other for several years. Fang Congshu said that his problems have not changed, and he himself is not dead. If you don't change it, you'll look like a gentle scum.

Fang Congshu followed behind Miao Qingyu, and seemed to see what he was thinking, so he smiled: "There is a saying that good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million. I combine the two into one, and you count the two of us." Even if we haven't seen each other for several years, I don't want to tease you, Miao Miao Xiaoyu, you have changed your mind."

Miao Qingyu didn't hit him, walked outside the studio, put away the thoughts of teasing Fang Congshu, and became calm and cold. When Fang Congshu entered, he deliberately turned his head to look at him.

"Exclusive Memories" is a very popular celebrity talk show in China. Miao Qingyu recently had a period drama that was on the air, in which he played the male number two.This character is neither bloody nor sensational, nor is it a spare tire. The character is positive and positive, and the plot is not too much, but he accidentally captured the hearts of countless audiences in front of the TV, which made him a little popular.

Some people teased him and congratulated him on gaining a batch of March drama fans, and asked him to seize the opportunity to take on more roles and stabilize fans. Miao Qingyu just smiled.

It has been seven years since Miao Qingyu made his debut. He keeps a low profile and rarely packs himself up.Filming is just an ordinary job for him. It is one thing to have contacts in the family. He never takes on roles with many scripts, no matter the male third or fourth male or even an unremarkable supporting role. The content of the script and the characters make him If he thinks it is suitable, he will accept it.

At the beginning of the interview, Fang Congshu exchanged greetings routinely, and promoted the hit new drama and the role he played to him in a relaxed chat. Miao Qingyu had questions and answers.

The atmosphere of the interview was good.

The reason why he took a bath was that Miao Qingyu was unconsciously feeling comfortable while chatting with his old friend whom he had known for many years. He leaned back in the chair, his forehead hair half hanging, slightly covering the delicate contours of his eyebrows and eyes.The warm light on the scene rendered his small half of the cheek, and occasionally exchanged a look with Fang Congshu, the look in the eyes was enough to make people lose their minds.

Miao Qingyu was raised very well, and the meticulous care of the Miao family did not develop any bad habits in him. After debuting for seven years, he kept his original appearance, clean and pure, like a beam of warm light. It is impossible for such a person to imagine that he has Experienced four years of married life.

After talking about the hit drama and debut experience, Fang Congshu changed the subject: "We are also good friends who have known each other for many years. Four years ago, you suddenly told me that we were going to get married. The person who didn't say a word held back a big move. It took me a long time to recover."

Miao Qingyu smiled.

Fang Congshu asked: "Would you mind sharing with us why you chose to get married right after graduation? As we all know, the particularity of the show business makes most people in this industry marry late."

Miao Qingyu turned her head to the side and thought for a while: "If you think it's suitable, get married."

"The word appropriate is a big question in life."

Miao Qingyu answered easily and simply: "Yes."

"Will Mr. Xue mind? For example, you are sometimes busy filming."

"My husband is a person who is more rational than emotional, and he can understand most things at work."

Fang Congshu suddenly gossiped mysteriously: "Will Mr. Xue watch the TV series you act in? If he sees a more intimate scene, such as a kissing scene, will he be jealous?"

"He's more... rigid." Miao Qingyu couldn't help laughing as she said, two small canine teeth were faintly exposed, showing that he was in a good mood.

"My husband doesn't like to watch programs other than news. Sometimes I will pull him to watch together. At the beginning, I would think about explaining to him that it was an excuse for the intimate scene you mentioned, but the words didn't come out. He Just tell me that the position is not tight enough, and it can be seen at a glance that it is borrowed."

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from the audience below, and Fang Congshu teased: "Man's excessive integrity in some aspects can be regarded as a kind of taste."

Miao Qingyu nodded happily: "Probably."

"Mr. Xue has outstanding abilities. Last year, he was selected as one of the top ten outstanding youths in Haihua City. There should be many cases that want to find a barrister like him. How do two people usually coordinate their time when they are too busy?"

Miao Qingyu said without hesitation: "Actually, when two people live together, they need to learn how to adapt. During this adapting process, each other pays for each other. Often there are some things that I haven't thought about yet, but he has already considered them thoroughly and given them to me." I said what's going to happen next."

"Are there times when opinions differ?"

Miao Qingyu nodded: "Of course."

Fang Congshu continued to ask in a curious tone: "How to solve it?"

Only then did Miao Qingyu show a bit of helplessness, and his eyes were clearly immersed in the joy of happiness: "I can't argue with him in terms of reasoning. He is quite eloquent as a lawyer." He joked, "Here is a piece of advice to everyone. Don't offend the lawyer if you offend anyone, it's often you who argue here, and he can calmly analyze the reasoning for you next to each other, and in the end you just have nothing to say to refute."

The audience laughed again, and Fang Congshu said, "Sounds very interesting."

"Has a person like Lawyer Xue ever done anything exciting and unforgettable for you?"

"Well..." Miao Qingyu pretended to pause, "Not really."

Fang Congshu laughed: "Last question, your wedding anniversary is coming soon, is it convenient to share your first meeting?" He blinked, "As an old friend for many years, I have never known about this, Then I received news from you that I was going to get married, you know how shocked I was back then, I stupidly prepared the red envelopes, and I didn't slow down when I came back from the wedding."

The wedding anniversary instantly brought Miao Qingyu back into the memories of five years ago, his eyes were far away: "Wedding anniversary..."

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, I will start a new article in the new year, this time I will write a different story, I hope you are still here, okay?

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