Is Queen of the Movies open today?

The car stopped at the tenth building, and before the driver could wake Song Qi up, the rear door was suddenly opened, and a tall and straight figure bent down and stretched half his body in.

Gu Qinghui was wearing gloves, opened the door and saw that Song Qi was sleeping soundly leaning on Xia Chan's shoulder, he frowned, pushed Song Qi's head hard, and hugged Xia Chan out.

With a muffled sound of "dong", Song Qi's head hit the glass of the car, he also regained his sanity, and handed the master ten yuan.

"Gu Fayi, why did you go downstairs?"

Gu Qinghui turned his head to look at him coldly, and suddenly woke him up.

If he was still not awake, he would probably have been dissected.

Gu Qinghui pressed the elevator with one hand, and Song Qi followed behind him, a little embarrassed.

"Let me hug Forensic Doctor Gu, Miss Xia Chan is quite heavy."

The main reason is that he is afraid of exhausting his valuable hands! !
"No need." Gu Qinghui arrived at the floor coldly, took out the key from Xia Chan's bag to open the door, and sent her to the bedroom to lie down and cover her with a quilt. When she came out, she saw Song Qi already lying down on the sofa.

Gu Qinghui stood beside him, and kicked his drooping leg.

"Get up and go to sleep at my house."

Song Qi pursed his lips, there was no distinction between men and women between him and Xia Chan, it was common for them to sleep in the car together when they went out for news and didn't have a house to live in.

Besides, he is a gentleman, okay?

Song Qi followed behind Gu Qinghui, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled a smell of disinfectant, mixed with it, there was also a smell of poop.

"Please help me shovel the cat poop." Gu Qinghui seemed to repel that, and he didn't even want to look in that direction. "There is disinfectant in the bathroom, please help me clean it up after shoveling, thank you."

It is rare for Fayi Gu to ask for help, how could he not, nodded, and went to deal with the black lump in the middle of the living room.

Gu Qinghui picked up Xiao Bao who was getting rounder by the day, turned around and went to the next door, made sure that the windows were closed, and then closed the door next door and went home.

The living room is now as clean as new.

"Thank you." Gu Qinghui reached out and patted Song Qi's shoulder. Although he was wearing gloves, it was a great honor to be patted by him on the shoulder. Song Qi was stunned, a little surprised.

The clean freak actually patted him on the shoulder! ! !
"There is a bed in the second bedroom, you can go to sleep in it." Gu Qinghui pointed to a room next to the bathroom, Song Qi nodded, and pushed the door in. There were dark blue sheets and pillows, and the smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils. .

Song Qi pulled back the quilt and shook, but not a single bit of dust fell off.

Living with a clean freak, I really feel safe in my heart, but I don't know how much pain I usually have to suffer.

Song Qi let out a long sigh, pulled back the quilt and got into bed to sleep.

I don't know if it was because of the smell of disinfectant around him, but he slept very peacefully. The morning sun shone through the mist on his face, and he turned over and fell asleep again with his head covered.

Early in the morning, Song Qi was disturbed by knocking on the door.

"Song Qi, get up." Gu Qinghui knocked on the door twice regularly, his tone cold and clear, "Leave my house in 10 minutes."

"Understood." Song Qi yawned and sat up from the bed, realizing that he was in Gu Qinghui's house, got up quickly, spread the quilt as it was, put on his clothes and left the room.

Gu Qinghui was having breakfast, and there were plates and bowls on the table. There were two sandwiches on the plate, and white porridge in the bowl. He ate the porridge quietly, ignoring Song Qi.

"Gu Fayi, thank you for taking me in yesterday." Song Qi patted his head, completely forgetting what happened the day before.

After Gu Qinghui finished eating, he got up and put on his coat to get ready to go to work. Song Qi hurriedly followed him out and knocked on Xia Chan's door next door.

In less than 2 minutes, Xia Chan came out with a chicken coop on her head, yawned, saw Song Qi stunned for half a second, and then noticed Gu Qinghui standing behind him.

"Morning, Doctor Gu."

"It's getting late." Gu Qinghui replied nonchalantly, turned his head to press the elevator, Song Qi looked down at the time, and interrupted the tranquility of the morning, the two of them rushed to the bathroom and began to wash in a very tacit understanding .

Finally, before the last second of being late, the two of them clocked in successfully.

"Huh." The two of them leaned against the wall together, heaving a sigh of relief, almost being late and deducting the money.

For a person like her who is heavily in debt, the 200 yuan deducted for being late was like killing her.

The two sat down at their workstations, only to realize that someone arrived later than them.

Lin Yajing's desk was empty, and it was just after nine o'clock, but still no one came.

"Sister Xia Chan, why don't I call and ask, I'm still an intern, if something happens on the way to work, I'll be in trouble."

"Yeah." Xia Chan nodded slightly, turned on the computer, and uploaded the previously edited video to the interview page on the homepage of the website.

Gu Qinghui's video interview was well received and attracted a large number of readers to their newspaper website.

There may not be many people who have learned about the profession of forensic medicine before, and even most people still view it with prejudice. I did not expect that after Gu Qinghui's exclusive interview, so many people can understand and appreciate this profession, and they have gained unexpected results.

The first video interview got a very good response. Gu Qinghui's appearance in isolation suit and goggles is not too handsome. When he lowers his head to work seriously and concentrates, he is like a luminous body, which makes people's eyesight involuntary. stay on him.

Such a person seemed to be perfectly created by God. Xia Chan looked at the video she had cut out by herself, holding her face, feeling a little proud for no reason.

Less than 10 minutes after the video was released, various comments appeared on the barrage.

[I just sent this video to my mother, my mother accepted the forensic doctor as her son-in-law, asked me to ask the contact information of Gu Forensic, a reporter from your newspaper, hehe]

[My boyfriend won't let me take care of the forensic doctor, I'm very sad to make him jealous, I decided to break up with him and come back to see the forensic doctor]

[Male god! ! !I want to apply for forensic medicine! ! ! 】

[Gu forensic doctor loves this tune, Jiang Zhishu in the forensic world is none other than you]

[Forensic doctor Gu, I'll lie down, let's dissect me! ! ! ! 】

[Correcting the name of the forensic doctor, in fact, the forensic science major is extremely difficult to pass, the courses are also extremely difficult, and the work is even more difficult. A role model like Gu forensic doctor is what we want to become in the future]

Flipping through the comments, Xia Chan slowly raised her lips, a satisfied smile appeared on her whole face.

It's great, their original intention of making this program has come true. Although there are still some individuals who belittle them, most people have already understood the difficulty of forensic workers, which shows that their work is effective.

Song Qi glanced at the expression on Xia Chan's face, her face was flushed under the sunlight, and he had never seen such a gentle smile on her face.

Sure enough, girls with a spring heart sprout usually have this kind of smile.

Their Miss Xia Chan probably had some idea about Forensic Gu.

True color.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Yajing arrived late, punched her card, ran into the office, and sat down at her desk.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xia Chan, Senior Brother Song, the alarm clock didn't ring today, so I'm late." Lin Yajing sat down panting heavily, her face flushed slightly.

Her alarm clock rang at 07:30 in the morning, which woke up Jiang Fengchi too. He hugged her for a long time, and finally waited for him to finish before she put on her clothes and rushed to the newspaper office, but she was still late .

His body was sweaty, sticky, greasy, and extremely uncomfortable.

"It's okay, just pay attention next time." Seeing that Xia Chan was still immersed in the interview video, Song Qi responded to Lin Yajing.

Lin Yajing sat for a while, took her bag and went to the bathroom, untied her jacket and wiped the sweat off her body with a wet towel, and took two deep breaths.

Thinking of the entanglement in the morning, she blushed even more, and her breathing became a little short involuntarily.

After calming down, Lin Yajing left the bathroom, washed her hands, and returned to her work station.

"Yajing, I didn't receive your first draft yesterday, please resend it." After watching the video, Xia Chan straightened her face and reached out to knock on Lin Yajing's desk.

"Oh! I'm sorry Miss Xia Chan, I was really sleepy yesterday, I fell asleep halfway through writing, I'll write right now!" Lin Yajing suddenly remembered that there was still a press release, and hurriedly opened the document, suddenly remembered that yesterday she wrote in her notebook I wrote half of it, and Jiang Fengchi hugged me to the bed before I could save it. I thought I would finish it before I finished it, but I was too tired and fell asleep, and then I completely forgot about the press release!
"Forget it." Xia Chan rubbed the center of her brows, then turned to look at Song Qi, "Song Qi, write it and send it to me before lunch break."

"Yeah." Song Qi slightly nodded, opened the document, fingers fluttered, and tapped on the keyboard for a while. The sound of typing on the keyboard was extremely loud, and the air seemed not so quiet. Lin Yajing looked at Xia Chan's expression, she didn't Paying attention to her, instead he lowered his head and busy himself, without even blaming her.

Lin Yajing lowered her head in embarrassment, not knowing what to do with the computer, feeling a little embarrassed.

After eleven o'clock, Song Qi sent the manuscript to Xia Chan's mailbox. Song Qi's writing skills have always been good, and the manuscript is not used for too many revisions. Xia Chan reviewed it, corrected the inappropriate parts, and then sent it to Lao Ding mailbox.

"Do you want takeaway at noon?" Xia Chan's fingers are slender, but her mouth and fingertips are callused due to long-term typing and carrying the camera. She typed a little slower, but more steadily, "Bring me a copy."

Lin Yajing looked up, only to realize that she was talking to Song Qi.

Song Qi didn't raise his head, but the tacit understanding of cooperation has been perfect. After typing the last word, he took out his mobile phone and ordered the takeaway she often eats. Not long after he put down the mobile phone, Xia Chan picked up the mobile phone and transferred him 24 yuan. , Song Qi told her that she was ok.

Lin Yajing was stunned for a moment, the communication between the two of them had become a coded exchange, so they knew which one to order without talking?
Lin Yajing was stunned for a long time, when it was time for her lunch break, she was about to go downstairs to have something to eat, when she received a message from Jiang Fengchi.

"Have you rested? Go downstairs and take you to dinner."

Lin Yajing was overjoyed, and hurriedly took her bag and went downstairs.