The blind date is Neptune

At the beginning, Qiuhong would seriously correct him for not being strict with his wife.

However, with one mouth, he could only speak to the thousands of mouths on the barrage, and finally protested silently.

From then on, every time it is broadcast, the bullet screen will brush his wife's strict control in a carnival manner. As time goes by, the face will thicken, and it will be okay to ignore it.

After turning off the computer, Qiuhong put the tangerine on his lap on the table, got up to get a cup of hot water, and played a video for Yan Xiaowen.

As an unrestrained squat at home, Qiuhong's work and rest are quite abnormal. His poor health is largely due to these bad habits.

So every night, Yan Xiaowen asked him to make video calls, watched him go to bed early, and called him early the next day to wake him up.

At the beginning, Qiuhong was woken up by the phone, and he was so annoyed that he exploded.

If the two live together, they will do something like this every day——

Qiuhong: Gradually, he became murderous...

But after getting used to it, he can feel the benefits of it, at least he won't be groggy all day long, and after walking the dog's eggs, it's like dying again.

It's just that he doesn't have enough self-control. If Yan Xiaowen didn't watch, he would definitely play on his mobile phone until the early hours of the morning, and the next day his schedule would be messed up again.

Ever since Yan Xiaowen watched the crew's night show one day, and didn't return to the hotel on time, the next day he learned that Qiu Hong was released, and stayed up until four in the morning.

When I played the video the next day, my face was full of sleepiness, and I could fall asleep while talking.

Yan Xiaowen didn't dare to let him stay up all night anymore, and watched him more closely than the class teacher in the third year of high school every day.

Turning on the video, drinking a glass of water, and going to the bathroom to wash up, Qiuhong sat in front of the phone and wiped his hair while chatting with Yan Xiaowen, saying that the article that Yan Xiaowen was serializing was about to end.

Yan Xiaowen didn't hide and choked, and said: "What my brother means is that instead of selling the copyright to others, regardless of the quality, it's not certain whether the filming will be successful, it's better to directly shoot in our own company."

This is true.

Although Qiuhong wrote the article as if he was playing tickets at the end, he was a loyal reader of Lujiang, and he knew how awesome the copyright of Lujiang was.

Yan Xiaowen, as a great master who became famous several years ago, sold a lot of copyrights, but either they didn't get photographed, or the finished product was hard to describe.

Consuming the enthusiasm of readers without producing the corresponding quality, laymen will only think that the author's novel is not suitable for adaptation, which will greatly affect the sale of subsequent copyrights.

Qiu Hong nodded. As Yan Xiaowen's old fan for many years, Qiu Hong saw that Yan Xiaowen's writing was very good.

The filter is just that thick.

Qiuhong was quite relieved that the article "Generals Die in a Hundred Battles" was handed over to Yan Xiaowen's brother's company for filming, and he would not cheat his brother.

Yan Xiaowen looked at Qiuhong's pensive face, seriously considering his gains and losses, and felt soft in his heart: "Brother Hong, come to the crew to see it when the time comes, aren't you also writing novels?"

When Qiu Hong heard the words, he immediately looked at Yan Xiaowen warily, and said, "I'm going to hit the streets when I write novels, and I have no chance."

"Then just stay with me." Yan Xiaowen is kind and gentle, "When the time comes, I won't see you in the set for several months. I miss you, what should I do?"

"Cold salad!" Qiuhong tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, and picked up the hair dryer pretending to be calm.

When the topic came to this point, the two stopped in tacit understanding, one didn't want to be delved into writing vests, and the other made up his mind that the next crew would tie people by his side.

Qiuhong touched his completely dry hair and yawned. His biological clock is very normal now, and he should go to bed at this point.

Yan Xiaowen immediately stopped talking and urged him to go to sleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was the long-awaited May Day holiday, and Bai Jingjing called, saying that she was on vacation and would come over at noon.

It doesn't matter to Qiuhong, it's not a big deal to come here every now and then.

He really can't cook, Yan Xiaowen gave up on cultivating his hands-on ability after giving remote guidance once, for fear that one day he would accidentally be poisoned to death by the food he made.

So Qiuhong continued to deliver food happily.

Ordered takeaway online. In order not to miss the takeaway, Qiuhong moved his laptop to the living room and waited for the takeaway while typing.

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and Qiuhong swiftly threw away the notebook, and ran to the door wearing slippers. Goudan and Juju had already been served comfortably.

Tangerine nestled lazily on the top of the tall cabinet, but Goudan rushed towards the door excitedly.

Qiuhong opened the door, Goudan got out first, and then a woman screamed in fright.

Qiuhong calmed down, and said lightly, "God, come back."

Goudan didn't listen, Qiuhong's tone became more serious: "Come back!"

Realizing that Qiuhong was unhappy, Goudan surrounded Qiuhong's feet with his tail between his legs.

Qiuhong looked at the noble woman and Bai Jingjing who shrank cowardly behind the woman, with an unswerving expression: "What are you here for?"

The woman was still in shock, and she was also a little unhappy when she heard what Qiu Hong said, and said stiffly, "Can't I come to my son's house?"

Bai Jingjing's face collapsed, and she pulled the corner of the woman's clothes behind her back.

Ms. Zhou, be gentle, my brother doesn't like you!

Qiuhong's eyes fell on Bai Jingjing, who kept making small movements, and Bai Jingjing immediately made a flattering smile: "Brother, mom is worried about you, and wants to come and see, you...won't you invite mom to come in and sit?"

When Ms. Zhou heard this, she immediately put away the anger on her face and stared straight at her first son, almost waiting for Qiu Hong to speak.

However, Qiuhong put his hand on the door, showing his refusal: "The house is in chaos, so I won't invite you in. What are you doing here?"

A trace of injury flashed in Ms. Zhou's eyes. She forced a smile and looked at Qiuhong's improvement. She looked pretty good, and she was relieved at the moment.

"Since it's inconvenient, I won't go in. I'm just here to see you. Don't worry about what you need. You can call me if you have nothing to do."

Qiuhong smiled alienatedly: "I'm fine, I don't need anything, I don't need to trouble you."

As for the phone call or something, I'm sorry he didn't hear it.

Ms. Zhou sighed secretly, she could only nod her head, and said slowly: "That's good."

Sensing the impatience on Qiuhong's calm expression, Ms. Zhou smiled wryly in her heart, and she didn't bother much, but before leaving, she finally couldn't help asking: "Is he... treating you well?"

Qiuhong tilted his head slightly, thought about who he was, and replied, "Mr. Qiu? Very good."

Well, it's just like that, I can't speak two words all year round, maybe he and Mr. Qiu can live longer without speaking.

"I mean your boyfriend."

Qiuhong stared at Bai Jingjing coldly, Bai Jingjing was heartbroken, and shook her head frantically behind Ms. Zhou's back, she is not a spy!

"This has nothing to do with you." Qiu Hong avoided talking about it, "You are busy with business, so I won't disturb your time."

As if to end this conversation.

Ms. Zhou was a little unwilling, but she also knew that she couldn't pry Qiuhong's mouth away, so she could only nod and say, "Then I'll go first, call me if you need anything."

Sitting in the car, Ms. Zhou looked a little gloomy, and sat silently in the driver's seat.

Bai Jingjing sat in the co-pilot and comforted her softly: "Mom, don't be too sad, brother Hong treats everyone like this."

Ms. Zhou said in a low voice: "He is like this, if no one takes care of him in the future, he will definitely suffer a lot."

She and Qiuhong's father married because of similar interests when they were young, but after marriage, their relationship was exhausted by trivial matters. For Qiuhong, the two persisted for several years, and finally chose to divorce.

She got acquainted with Bai Jingjing's father through the introduction at home, then got married quickly, and then got busy with her career. When she came to her senses and remembered that she had a son, Qiuhong had already become like this.

Go to school alone, live alone, like a hedgehog, fully armed, if you want to get close to him, you will be beaten to death by him.

It seemed that all she could do was send money to him so that he would not be troubled financially.

If she had to make another choice, she would still divorce, but she would care more about Qiuhong.

Bai Jingjing can be considered to be raised by Ms. Zhou, but with Mr. Bai watching, when she was in school, because Qiuhong was several years older than her, with Qiuhong covering her, she was almost a bully in school.

Bai Jingjing also felt sorry for her brother, but as she grew up, she couldn't say anything to make Ms. Zhou abandon her career and focus on her family.

It's just the result of one mistake after another.

Fortunately, Ms. Zhou didn't remain depressed for too long, she put away her weakness and looked like a career-oriented strong woman, and said to Bai Jingjing: "Look at your brother, if that child from the Yan family treats your brother badly, you can I'll call, and I'll deal with it."

Bai Jingjing nodded quickly.

I heard that senior Yan went on a business trip, and several of them were missing, and her brother didn't seem to have changed.

No, her brother had been playing games with Jiang Da every day for the past two months, and a thought suddenly appeared in Bai Jingjing's mind, and she quickly turned her head to look out the window, fearing that Ms. Bai would spot the clue.

Bow down and send Qiuhong a WeChat message: [Brother, you won't be straightened, will you? 】

Qiuhong was eating takeaway when he suddenly saw Bai Jingjing go crazy, he quickly sent her three question marks, and then blocked her in a hurry.

Bai Jingjing was asking, but the message could no longer be sent out.

"Mom~ My brother blackmailed me." Bai Jingjing had a bitter face.

Ms. Zhou was driving the car, she didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "Go and squat in front of his house, and torture him to let you out."

Bai Jingjing: Ms. Zhou, am I dear?Does Ning know such a creature as an otaku? Your lovely daughter may starve to death without waiting for the door to open, okay?

However, Ms. Zhou didn't know anything and said: That's your problem, not mine.

Bai Jingjing: Why is it always me who gets hurt!

Qiu Hong glanced at the time, counted his fingers, Yan Xiaowen was about to leave work, and as expected, when Yan Xiaowen called the video, Qiu Hong was eating takeaway with gusto.

Faced with the box lunch, Yan Xiaowen suddenly became dull.

Qiu Hong took a sip of the soup, and complained to Yan Xiaowen: "Will your production crew take a rest tomorrow? This day, when you don't have a rest every day, it can really make people die."

Tomorrow is May Day.

Yan Xiaowen smiled suddenly: "Guess?"

Qiuhong originally complained casually, but he did not know how many times he said it in the past few days. Hearing Yan Xiaowen's words, his eyes lit up.

The author has something to say: Bai Jingjing (smiling at him, hesitated to speak): My brother won't put a hat on Senior Brother Yan!

☆、Chapter 21