Chu Qin was stunned for a moment.
He didn't even notice who was using the recording studio.
Seeing that it was Chen Jiming, he smiled gently: "I said who had such a nice voice, it turned out to be Ji Ming.
Originally, Chen Jiming was just joking and being polite, but if he really followed these words, he would lose his standing.
What Chu Qin said not only praised him, but also showed that he was just passing by.
People with a more narcissistic attitude would interpret this sentence as meaning "I was attracted by this nice sound and stopped."
Sure enough, when he heard this, the smile on Chen Jiming's face deepened a little: "Brother Qin, please come over and give me some guidance."
As he said this, his eyes looked at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin.
Chen Jiming is a new recruit who has opened a talk show, scheduled for four o'clock in the afternoon.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a useless program that fills the gap, and not many people watch it.
But for a new graduate, this treatment is already very good.
When Chu Qin saw him looking at Zhong Yibin, he said, "Ah, you may not be familiar with him.
This is Mr.
Zhong from Shengshi.
He came here today to inspect the work."
"Mr.
Zhong."
Chen Jiming stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhong Yibin.
Zhong Yibin stretched out his hand to shake his hand, then let go, and said, "We still have something to do, let's go first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Chu Qin smiled at Chen Jiming and followed him.
The smile on Chen Jiming's face quickly disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes as he looked in the direction Zhong Yibin was leaving.
This Mr.
Zhong is really interesting.
It was obvious that his mother introduced him to him when he first came here.
Chu Qin was originally expecting Zhong Yibin to say that they had met before, but this person actually pretended not to know him.
"He is Director Chen's son," Chu Qin pulled Zhong Yibin to another video studio and talked about Chen Jiming as he walked, "This is what you told me last month, saying that he didn't want to reveal his identity for the time being.
You have to rely on your own strength to climb up."
So he pretended not to know and introduced them to them.
Zhong Yibin nodded clearly, but he didn't agree in his heart.
The man didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp.
How could he really be the kind of stupid young man who just wanted to climb up with his strength.
"Let's not talk about him anymore.
Let's eat whatever we want to eat outside at night."
Chu Qin stopped outside Video Studio No. 2 and turned to ask him.
Zhong Yibin thought for a while and said, "Eat hot pot."
Chu Qin nodded, pulled Zhong Yibin, found Qianliang who had just finished recording the show, and thanked him: "Brother Qian, I've made you tired.
I didn't treat you to hot pot tonight when I was free."
"It's okay to invite someone to dinner, but why do you want to eat hot pot in the summer?"
Qian Liang twitched the corner of his mouth.
How could he invite someone to dinner and decide what to eat first?
"Eating hot pot only in summer is like eating popsicles in winter, it's so refreshing," Chu Qin said with a smile.
Qian Liang didn't want to eat hot pot at all, but looking at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin, he swallowed his objections.
It's rare to have a meal with Mr.
Zhong, let's just have hot pot.
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An hour later, the three of them were sitting in the famous "Big Fish Hot Pot Restaurant".
The air-conditioning in the store was fully turned on, and despite the scorching weather outside, it was actually a bit cold inside.
I ordered a nine-grid mandarin duck pot, and the base of the pot is different among the nine grids.
Chu Qin took the menu and ordered the special fat beef, crispy tripe, and the restaurant's signature dish "Spicy Fish" that Zhong Yibin liked, and handed the menu to Qian Liang.
The old man who has been with me for many years is not polite about money or food.
I ordered all kinds of meatballs that he likes to eat, including beef balls, fish balls, and scallop balls.
The waiter turned to the ordering tablet and read out the menu to confirm.
Zhong Yibin suddenly said: "Add a shrimp paste."
Chu Qin was stunned and looked at Zhong Yibin in disbelief.
"Mr.
Zhong still remembers that Xiao Chu likes to eat shrimp slippers."
Qian Liang smiled and took a sip of sour plum soup.
"Well," Zhong Yibin responded, picking up the pot of iced sour plum soup and filling it up for Chu Qin, "just remember this one."
Chu Qin took a sip of the sour plum soup, which was sour and sweet, just like his mood at the moment.
Eating hot pot in the summer, roasting by the fire with the air conditioner blowing, drinking beer and singing songs is indeed one of the joys of life.
The three of them were sweating profusely and feeling very comfortable.
Because he had to drive and couldn't drink beer, Chu Qin picked up sour plum soup and clinked glasses with Qian Liang: "Brother Qian, my brother was in trouble last week.
Thank you for your help."
Qian Liang met him and said, "Are you too polite?
If something happens to me one day, I have to rely on you to support me.
I'm just under a lot of pressure and I'm afraid I'll screw it up for you."
Chu Qin ran to Qian Liang's side and sat down.
The two brought sour plum soup together and asked Zhong Yibin to take a photo.
I found the photo editing tool and used one click to beautify my face.
I checked back and forth to see if there was anything strange in the photo, and then I posted it on Weibo.
Chu Qinv: Thank you, Brother Qian, for taking over the shift last week.
I’ll treat you to hot pot.
Qian Mi Liang You v Qianliang immediately forwarded this article and responded.
Qian Mi Liang You v: [Rolling eyes] You should treat me to a coffin meal After the show aired last week, many people said that Qian Liang had a coffin face.
Now he came out to make fun of him, but he actually seemed generous and funny.
Soon, netizens commented below, "Brother You is sitting next to our little Qinqin, his face looks more like a coffin."
This one was quickly liked as the most popular comment, and Qian Liang rolled his eyes in anger.
Chu Qin couldn't help laughing, and comforted him while laughing: "They are just joking, they are nothing alike."
Zhong Yibin leaned over Chu Qin's shoulder and glanced at his mobile phone: "This topic is quite interesting, why not make it a hot topic?"
Is fried coffin face popular?
Qian Liang was stunned by Mr.
Zhong’s shocking marketing strategy.
"Don't make trouble, hahahaha."
Chu Qin thought Zhong Yibin was telling a joke and laughed harder, "Hahaha, oh, my ribs."
Zhong Yibin quickly hugged him and told him not to move and hurt his bones.
Chu Qin simply leaned against him and trembled with laughter.
Even more worried, Qian Liang ate five beef pills angrily.
Before he got home in the evening, Teacher Liang sent over the outline of the script.
Chu Qin looked at it and had to admire Teacher Liang's talent.
Not only were strenuous exercise games cut, but he was also given as much rest as possible through fun role-playing.
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Chu Qin called Teacher Liang back when he got home.
"Your idea is really great.
I will discuss the details with you tomorrow."
Chu Qin held the printed script and stood on the balcony looking at the billboard across the street.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Teacher Liang agreed readily.
After hanging up the phone, Chu Qin was already looking at the billboard in a daze.
The advertisement showed Mu Chen in a suit.
The huge electronic screen covered half of the building, which was particularly conspicuous in the city at night.
"Who is that man?"
Zhong Yibin floated over and hugged him from behind, his tone a little unhappy.
"Mu Chen is a movie king."
Chu Qin tilted his neck back and leaned lazily on Zhong Yibin.
The bubbles of sourness that had arisen due to Chu Qin staring blankly at the photo of the strange man were instantly burst by this action.
Zhong Yibin stood up happily and looked at the man opposite him with him.
Well, he has deep eyebrows and clear facial features, and he looks pretty good.
"I haven't seen Mu Chen for a while," Chu Qin said to himself, "I was thinking about what time it is to record the show with Mu Chen this week."
Halfway through, Chu Qin suddenly remembered something else and looked down at his phone.
It was already half past eight in the evening.
It would be difficult to call anyone later.
After sending Zhong Yibin to take a shower, Chu Qin sat down on the swing chair on the balcony and dialed an unfamiliar number.
The sour bubbles in Zhong Yibin's heart began to pop up again.
He squatted at Chu Qin's feet and refused to leave, determined to eavesdrop on the phone call.
Chu Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
How could anyone eavesdrop so openly?
Just as he was about to coax him to leave, the phone call over there was already connected.
"Hello, who are you?"
A low and magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhong Yibin's eyes widened.
He was really calling a wild man.
"Mr.
Zhong, this is Chu Qin."
Chu Qin avoided a hand that came to grab the phone.
Zhong Yibin was a little confused when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone.
When he heard the name "Mr.
Zhong", he frowned and mouthed to Chu Qin: "Why are you calling my brother?"
Chu Qin mouthed to him: "Complain" and then pointed to the small stool three steps away from his feet, signaling Zhong Yibin to stay there.
Zhong Yibin stood up obediently, and Chu Qin ignored him and concentrated on talking to the eldest brother of the Zhong family.
First, he briefly talked about Zhong Yibin’s condition these past few days, and then asked about his condition.
Zhong Jiabin said "Wait a minute", as if to signal other people in the room to get out.
After waiting for about five seconds, he spoke again: "The doctor's conclusion is that the memory area is slightly damaged.
After testing, it will not affect future memory." , It’s just a bad recovery from before.”
This is like a hard drive that was forced to clear its contents, but the operating system is normal, so it does not affect future use, but the files on it disappear.
As for why I can still remember Chu Qin?
"It's probably an emergency backup or a backup in another memory area before."
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The eldest brother of the Zhong family relayed the doctor's words intact without any emotional inclination, but it made Chu Qin's eyes red.
On the other end of the phone, Zhong Jiabin, who was still on a business trip, took a look at his schedule: "I'm going back this Friday, why don't we meet.
I'll give you the case, and you can take him for a review next week."
"That's great."
Chu Qin was very grateful to the eldest brother of the Zhong family for his trust.
He expressed his gratitude to the eldest brother, made an appointment to meet, and then hung up the phone.
He sniffed, turned his head, and saw that Zhong Yibin had moved the small stool to his feet at some point.
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