Is Queen of the Movies open today?

It may be because of climbing the window, the little party got a little rainy, and his body was a little wet
"This pig is too strong. Fortunately, it's your house next to the balcony." Xia Chan picked up the cat and rubbed its head through the towel, "I'll return the towel to you later."

"You don't need to pay it back." At first, he also disliked her so much, seeing water dripping from her hair, he couldn't help reminding, "Remember to drink ginger soup when it's raining."

"It's okay, it's just that my hair is a little wet." Xia Chan touched the top of her head and smiled nonchalantly.

"Whatever you want." Gu Qinghui turned and went home, and closed the door coldly.

Xia Chan opened the door and entered the living room, Lin Yajing followed behind her, the light was turned on, and the room was bright.

"Sister Xia Chan, your house is well decorated."

"It's okay, it was decorated when I bought it." Xia Chan smiled, took Gu Qinghui's towel and wiped Xiaoba's hair, let go of the pig and ran to eat food, she got up and went to the kitchen After washing his hands, "Wait a minute, I'll make ginger soup."

"Well, thank you, Miss Xia Chan." Lin Yajing sat down on the sofa a little cautiously, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked, "Sister Xia Chan, was that person your boyfriend just now?"

"No, it's my neighbor." Xia Chan took out ginger from the refrigerator, sliced ​​it into a small pot, added water to boil, and soon the room was filled with the scent of ginger.

"He's so handsome." Lin Yajing couldn't help being nympho, "I really envy you for having such a good-looking neighbor."

The child is nympho, but Xia Chan didn't care much. The ginger soup was cooked for one person and one bowl. After a busy day, she didn't want to cook, so she ordered a takeaway and the two of them settled the dinner hastily.

At this moment when she was in such a tight situation, there were more mouths in the family, and there were students and juniors, so she was completely embarrassed to share the meal money with her, so she gritted her teeth, and at worst would not eat dinner tomorrow.

Late at night, Xia Chan was thirsty, and when she got up to drink water, she heard Lin Yajing on the phone in the living room.

"So what if I broke it, won't you find someone to fix it? They're all roommates, so why bother?"

"What do you mean I didn't go back on purpose? How can I go back when the house is full of water? Who told you not to find someone to fix it?"

……

After listening to the general idea, Xia Chan remembered what Lin Yajing said about repairing the water pipes in the morning.

No wonder she insisted on saying that she lived far away, and instead of taking her home, she wanted to come and live with her.

It seems that this child is not as honest as he appears on the surface.

If I had known her earlier, I would have sent her home. Why should she use her to avoid taking responsibility.

In the morning, Xia Chan got up to wash up and saw Lin Yajing was still sleeping, it was still early, she didn't wake her up, put on her sneakers, went downstairs for a jog twice, and had breakfast by the way.

When she went upstairs, she changed her clothes and took a shower, but she was still asleep.

It's already eight o'clock, this girl can really sleep.

"Student Yajing, it's eight o'clock. If you don't wake up and take a shower within 10 minutes, I will leave first."

Xia Chan tapped on the table, and the other party slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Miss Xia Chan, I didn't sleep well last night."

This kid really doesn't know what politeness is sometimes.

After driving back to the newspaper office, Song Qi had a small interview and took Lin Yajing out for an interview. Xia Chan was so rare, she remembered what Lao Ding had said about the video interview, pondered for a long time, and decided to call Gu Qinghui first .

After all, this person is not easy to talk to. The video follow-up interview means that they want to enter his work place. He may not be very resistant, and he feels that the possibility of agreeing is unlikely.

Fortunately, it was still early, he should not have entered the autopsy room yet, and the phone should still be able to get through.

The number was dialed, and it was picked up after two rings.

"Hey."

"Hey, Gu Qinghui, I don't know if you are busy now?" Whenever she asked for something, she would not speak confidently, obviously Gu Qinghui also saw this.

"Busy. So we don't need to talk about Xiaoba's foster care." Gu Qinghui still held a pen in one hand, and quickly wrote down a series of technical terms on the white paper.

"I haven't been on business recently, and it's not about foster care, it's another matter."

"Tell me, maybe I'll think about it." Gu Qinghui put down his pen and leaned gently on the back of the chair. Someone opened the cabinet behind him. He ignored it and focused on listening to Xia Chan.

Lin Yin changed into a white coat, and looked down at Gu Qinghui's expression.

No matter when she sees him, he is serious, most of his faces are serious and expressionless, and it is the first time she sees him leaning on the back of his chair so relaxed on the phone.

There may not be too obvious changes in people's expressions, but as long as the micro-expressions move a little, careful people can see a little bit.

What's more, the expression on Gu Qinghui's face at this moment is completely different from his usual one.

I just heard him say Xiao Pa, it should be the neighbor's kitten.

Are you on the phone with your neighbors?

"No." Seeing that Gu Qinghui's expression turned cold at the speed of light, he straightened up, his brows frowned slightly, "You think beautifully."

"Oh, why don't you think about it. It's not easy for me to do this job. If the negotiation fails, our editor-in-chief will fire me. I'm such a peerless beautiful girl. Do you have the heart for me to live on the street? I still have to pay for the house." It's not over yet, if I lose my job again, I will be miserable..." Xia Chan burst into tears and snotted her nose, and said very miserable.

Gu Qinghui rubbed his heart with quite a headache.

He has already seen her desperate attitude when she annoys people, and he is really afraid that she will come over with another banner.

"We don't allow irrelevant people to enter. In addition, I often run around the police hospital to dissect corpses and so on. Are you sure it can be broadcast?"

"Don't shoot what should be shot, and code what should be coded." Xia Chan felt that there was something interesting, and her energy rose again, "In short, as long as you agree, I will figure out the rest."

"Whatever you want." Gu Qinghui had no choice but to hang up the phone and sighed deeply.

He has provoked something, and he can't get rid of it.

"Who is it that gives you such a headache?" Lin Yin asked pretending to be relaxed.

"It's nothing." Gu Qinghui returned to his previous cold and expressionless look, lowered his head and continued to write vigorously.

Lin Yin turned around and left the office. Leaning against the white wall, she held back her depressed mood, lowered her head and pretended to be looking at her mobile phone, and lowered her eyelids.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chan turned her head proudly, the distorted smile on her back almost made her faint.

"I heard that I'm going to fire you?" Lao Ding smiled extraordinarily coldly, "Do you want me to go into the office right now and write a letter of dismissal for you?"

"Don't don't, boss, you are the best for me. I'm here for work, so please be considerate and considerate of me." Xia Chan smiled flatteringly, "Seeing that I'm about to succeed, even if I have to be fired I have to wait until the sampling is over, too?"

"Then I'll see soon." Ding Xianshu turned around, with a slight smile on his face, "I have already contacted Gu Qinghui's superiors, and they think it is necessary to promote this profession, but there must be some photos The content is of a high level, and they have to go through each episode before it can be broadcast, you can guarantee this, right?"

"Of course!" Xia Chan answered decisively, "Boss, don't you know my ability? Make sure to handle this matter properly and give Gu Qinghui's leaders a thumbs up."

"Yeah." Ding Xianshu hummed slightly, then turned and went back to the office.

Now that everything is done, the rest is the problem of shooting and editing.

Xia Chan called Song Qi and asked him to finish the interview as soon as possible, they were going to interview Gu Qinghui soon.

Hearing Gu Qinghui's name, Song Qi looked up to the sky and sighed.

He was really a little afraid of Gu Fayi's cold face and his indifferent personality who only uttered one or two words.

"I really don't want to interview Forensic Gu."

"Who is Forensic Doctor Gu? It must be difficult to serve you if you can make seniors feel scared." Lin Yajing couldn't help but said.

"It's not just hard to serve, it's hard to wait until what time, you'll know when you see him later."

Thinking about the expression on his face when he was sitting across from him in the last interview, it seemed as if the surrounding area suddenly turned into an icehouse.

Sometimes it is not so difficult for the interviewee to talk too much. If they talk too much, they can cut it out. If they talk too little, it is too difficult to add.

Fortunately, the interview with one person is only for one month. After this difficult month, the next few people will have too many interviews.

Soon, Xia Chan contacted Gu Qinghui's leader and got Gu Qinghui's itinerary for this month.

At the end of the semester, before the students were on vacation, the Medical University organized a lecture related to medicine. All the leaders in the city's medical industry were invited. A total of five people were invited, and one of them gave a lecture for 10 minutes. Gu Qinghui was here one of five.

The three of them arrived at the auditorium early, intending to take a good seat, but once they arrived, they realized what it meant to be a crowd of people and a sea of ​​gongs and drums.

"I'll go. It's already a holiday. Why are there so many people here? Don't these college students go home for the New Year?" Xia Chan looked at Wuyang Wuyang's people, stunned.

"Sister Chan, you underestimate the thirst for knowledge in the medical school. It's only halfway here. You can wait a while and make sure there are no empty seats." When Song Qi was in college, there was a Chinese medicine school opposite the school. Every medical student seems to have a fairy spirit. Many students in Chinese medicine colleges are Chinese medicine from their elders, passed down from generation to generation, and they can cure diseases and save people without going to university.

He still remembers once, eating barbecue with his roommates at a roadside food stall, a medical student passed by, looked at them, and said to him, "Students eat less, or you will vomit very badly at night." He vomited four times in the evening, but the roommate who ate with him was fine.

Just weird and magical.

At that time, the classmates from their school would go to the opposite school every now and then to find teachers or students to help them see a doctor. After a quick check, they were right. Gradually, they regarded the group of medical students as gods.

Being erudite is nothing, being erudite and working hard, this is the scariest thing.

"There are so many people. When I was in school, there were not so many people in the welcome party." Lin Yajing glanced at them, they were all holding books, and some were wearing glasses. At first glance, they were a group of bullies.

However, in comparison, his appearance is slightly lower than some other schools, and he has not seen any particularly good-looking boys.

There are quite a few good-looking girls.