Very Happy

It's a pity that no one can see the housekeeper's joy and sorrow.

Li Zhao pressed Yan Ting on the sofa, dug out the medicine box from the salute pile, and stuffed the thermometer into Yan Ting's hand: "Sit here and don't move, I'll get you a cup of hot water." After finishing speaking, He took out a cartoon mug from the box to wash it, and walked around the room until he found a place to put the water dispenser.

"Drink more hot water when you are sick." Li Zhao tested the temperature of the water with the back of his hand. Li Zhao passed the water cup in one hand and the thermometer in the other: "It's 37 degrees nine, and I have a low-grade fever. I don't need to take antipyretics for now."

"Did you catch a cold when you came down from the company last night without wearing a coat?" Li Zhao frowned angrily, "I should have gone upstairs if I knew it. At least I could remind you to wear a coat."

"It's my poor health." Yan Ting coughed twice: "I forgot to close the window last night, it has nothing to do with you."

The butler looked sideways slightly, looking at the ridiculous mug in Yan Ting's hand with a cartoon big-headed doll printed on it and the words "tomorrow will be better", and smiled and put his gaze back to its original position.

One of the basic standards of a qualified housekeeper: as long as there is something related to the host's house, no matter how surprising it is, you must smile gracefully.As the most outstanding graduate of the Butler Academy, he will never allow himself to have the slightest flaw.

The temperature of the water was neither too hot nor too cold, and it was just right for it to enter the throat. Yan Ting lay on the sofa, watching Li Zhao busy packing his luggage, and changing a new towel on his forehead from time to time, feeling strangely quiet in his heart.

His brain never seemed to be as stable as this moment.

"The housekeeper uncle said that he cooked a lot of delicious food at noon, but in your current situation, you can only eat light." Li Zhao patted the hot towel on Yan Ting's forehead sympathetically: "Don't be sad, I will accompany you later. You drink porridge together. Avoid it for two days, and when you recover from illness, I will treat you to a big meal."

Yan Ting let Li Zhao's paws gently pat on his forehead, waited for Li Zhao to take the towel away, and sat up against the sofa: "Okay."

When eating at noon, the table was indeed full of delicacies. Li Zhao dragged the stool away from Dake and Zhang Xiaoyuan, and drank the lean meat porridge in front of him.

Soon a bowl of porridge was eaten, and when Li Zhao was about to add a second bowl, he saw that the porridge in Yan Ting's bowl had barely moved: "Is it because my stomach feels uncomfortable and I can't eat?"

Yan Ting put down the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

"What do you mean I don't care about you?" Li Zhao put down the bowl he was going to add to his meal: "How can your body survive if you are sick and don't eat?"

"Wait a minute." He got up and ran to the kitchen, and brought out a small bowl of sour cowpeas: "I pickled these cowpeas. The aunt who took care of our daily life used to pickle the cowpeas. The pickled cowpeas are very delicious. I got her true inheritance and made pickles." Crispy and delicious, put two drops of sesame oil in it, especially for rice, try it first to see if you are used to this taste.”

The sour cowpea is slightly spicy, the time of soaking is just right, the mouth is crisp and salty, it is very suitable with light lean meat porridge, but it is a bit sour.

"How is it?" Li Zhao looked at Yan Ting expectantly.

"Okay." Even though he was eating sour cowpea, Yan Ting didn't frown.Served with sour cowpea, Yan Ting reluctantly ate half a bowl of rice, and when he put down his chopsticks, Li Zhao had already eaten three bowls of porridge.

"Wait another half an hour, and I'll mix a sachet of cold medicine for you to drink." Li Zhao got up and put away the bowl: "Go back and lie down for a while after drinking the medicine, remember not to blow the cold wind."

"Mr. Li, just leave these tasks to the staff." The butler leaned over at the right time and stopped Li Zhao from cleaning up the dishes: "You can sit and rest on the sofa with your friends, and you will be fine soon."

"Thank you." Li Zhao noticed that Yan Ting's condition was really not good, so he didn't insist on these trivial matters, and sat with Yan Ting on the sofa to watch TV.

Just turn on a channel, and a martial arts drama is playing. The male protagonist descends from the sky with a sense of immortality. Although he can't see his face clearly, this scene alone can arouse the infinite reverie of the female audience.

"I participated in this drama." Seeing the drama he participated in was broadcast on the TV station, Li Zhao happily shared the filming process with Yan Ting: "At that time, the male lead was uncomfortable in the waist, and there were many Wia and others who couldn't see their faces. I helped him shoot the action scenes. The crew gave me a lot of money, and the male lead even gave me a red envelope in private, and I made a lot of money relying on them."

The two watched TV for half an hour, and when the TV series ended, Li Zhao got up and went to the kitchen to make cold medicine for Yan Ting.

After the tens of seconds of commercial ended, the TV station began to broadcast an entertainment interview program, and the interviewee was the male lead of the drama just now.

"Brother Nan, I heard that in the hit martial arts drama "Xiajun" starring you recently, many of the difficult moves were performed by you yourself, and you almost never used a double. Can you share with us, what did you encounter during filming? Is it difficult?"

"As a professional actor, it's my principle when I'm filming not to use doubles as much as possible." A man in an expensive suit talked eloquently in front of the camera. There were microphones with the station logo in front of him, and the sound of the shutter never stopped.

"Tingting." Li Zhao came out with the medicine: "The medicine is a little hot, let it dry for a while before drinking."

Yan Ting picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"Why don't you watch TV anymore?" Li Zhao sat down beside him, and touched Yan Ting's forehead with the back of his hand: "Fortunately, the body temperature hasn't risen."

"Dizziness." Yan Ting drooped his eyelids, looking extremely sick.

Hearing that Yan Ting was dizzy, Li Zhao didn't care about watching TV, so he leaned against Yan Ting's waist with the sofa cushion: "Don't go back later, go to my room to rest first, the bed sheets have just been changed, why not?" No one slept."

Yan Ting was silent and didn't speak, but based on Li Zhao's understanding of Yan Ting, he agreed if he didn't speak.

Seeing that Li Zhao was going to take care of the sick Yan Ting, Zhang Xiaoyuan said, "Zhao Zhao, I'm going back first. Tonight there is a local offline promotional event for "Overbearing Female President", and the crew would like to invite you." Let's go together, if you don't want to go, I will push it for you."

"Is there an appearance fee?" Li Zhao asked.

"This is a promotional activity outside the contract, and there is an appearance fee."

"Accepted." Li Zhao was still very enthusiastic about activities that could make money.

"After five o'clock in the afternoon, I'll bring someone over to give you styling." Zhang Xiaoyuan stood up: "Dake and I will go back to the company first to choose a script that suits you."

When Zhang Xiaoyuan and Dake left, Li Zhao stared at Yan Ting, drank the medicine, and brought him into the room: "Lie down for a while, I will sit on the balcony and watch the script with you, call me if you need anything."

The quilt on the bed was only about [-]% or [-]% new, and there was a faint smell of soap locust covering him. Yan Ting looked at the big boy sitting quietly on the balcony, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, Li Zhao put down the script, stood up and helped Yan Ting put the quilt down, took out his phone and put it on silent.

With the popularity of "Overbearing Female President" on the Internet, more and more people follow Li Zhao, and more and more netizens scold Song Yu for pretending to be a criminal.Song Yu stayed at home these few days, watching the bullet screens on the Internet, and dropped his mouse several times in anger.

"If you want to change the audience's perception of you, you need a more challenging role." The manager didn't seem to see Song Yu's anger: "I will arrange for you to join the group in the next few days, so you can act well. The audience is You are fickle, as long as the characters behind you please them, all the criticism you are facing now is nothing."

"Is there a character suitable for that one, give him one." Song Yu kicked the mouse fragment aside, and said with a displeased face: "I will feel better if I pay back the favor I owe him earlier."

"Who?" The manager didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment: "Who are you talking about Li Zhao?"

"Who else is it if it's not him?" Song Yu turned his face away: "You just pick any important character that I don't like and throw it at him. Anyway, with his own network, he can't get access to these resources even in his dreams."

"There's something I didn't tell you." The manager's expression was a little subtle: "I'm afraid we won't be able to repay the favor we owe Li Zhao."

"What do you mean?" Song Yu frowned, "Li Zhao's manager, Lion, asked for something else?"

"No." The agent shook his head: "Li Zhao has signed with Strawberry Entertainment. I heard that Strawberry Entertainment values ​​him very much. They not only build a tailor-made work team for him, but also contact him with many resources."

"Impossible!" Song Yu's face became very strange: "How could he sign to Strawberry Entertainment?!"

The agent thought that he was not reconciled, so he could only persuade him with good words: "Although the news has not been made public, many people in the industry have received the news. I have told you these few words many times, and I will tell you again today , you have a different development path from Li Zhao, and now he is backed by Strawberry Entertainment. Now all the fans think you and him are good friends, I hope you will keep the good friend persona."

Song Yu's heart was beating like thunder, and he didn't hear what the manager said at all.In his prophetic dream, although Li Zhao became popular with the web drama "The Domineering Female President", he did not sign a contract with Strawberry Entertainment. Instead, he suffered a lot and endured a lot of hardships before becoming a top-notch actress in the industry. A powerful idol actor.

Could it be that all these changes stemmed from his switching of Li Zhao's role?

It turned out that all his tossing and tossing in the past few months was for Li Zhao's marriage.He who predicted being scolded in the dream was still scolded by the audience, and Li Zhao, who was about to become popular, still became popular, and his luck became even better because he secretly changed his original track.

"I'm a big fool." Wanting to understand this, Song Yu couldn't help cursing: "I've really hit the devil."

"Don't swear!" The manager said seriously: "Song Yu, many of your fans are still underage, pay attention to me!"

"I know who would swear in front of fans." Song Yu was in a bad mood: "Why do you think Li Zhao is hotter than me?"

"Want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"What's a lie?"

"He himself came from a poor background, so he can be regarded as a true character in the play."

"What about the truth?"

The agent was silent for a moment: "He played the role very well, which aroused the affection of the female audience. The most important thing is...he is also prettier than you."

Song Yu: "..."

Why would he ask such self-defeating questions?

As night fell, Yan Ting pushed open a door that he was unwilling to come to on weekdays.

"Mr. Ting is very punctual today." Dr. Sun, who had been waiting in the room for a long time, saw him come in, smiled casually at him, and pointed to the recliner next to him: "It seems that you have time to chat with me today."

Yan Ting went to the recliner and sat down, without speaking, the room was extremely quiet.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Dr. Sun didn't speak, but tried to reduce his presence in the room as much as possible.This is the most uncooperative patient among all his patients.

After an unknown period of time, he noticed that the person on the recliner moved. He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and assumed the posture of a listener.

It is an excellent phenomenon that patients are willing to speak up.

The lighting in the room was very warm, but the man on the recliner did not relax.He was guarding against him, or everything in the house.

There was another long silence, and just when Dr. Sun thought he couldn't speak, he spoke.

"I met someone."

"He's weird."