Wall climbing observation diary

Chu Qi slept at Yan Ming's house for a night, and woke up before dawn the next day.Today he has to temporarily leave the handsome big star and go back to work in the company, and return to the ordinary life of an office worker.

He didn't drive these days. Fortunately, Yan Ming's house is very close to his company, and it takes only ten minutes to walk there.

Before leaving, he saw Yan Ming was making the juicer in the kitchen.Yan Ming also turned his gaze to look at him, those eyes were like a pair of crystal clear brown glass beads, staring at Chu Qishou who hadn't had time to put on his coat without blinking.

Yan Ming told him: "Take the can of blueberry milk by the door."

The blueberries were bought by Chu Qishou from the supermarket last night. They were big and plump. They looked round and bright in color, but he came back and tasted one that was so sour. He didn’t believe that he was so bad at picking fruits. The second time he breathed I sent a handful to my mouth, but I didn't expect my face to change after chewing twice, and the roots of my teeth were almost sour.

Last night he carried the fruit box and walked into the kitchen, trying to throw away the remaining half of the box of blueberries, but Yan Ming stopped him and said not to waste it, he had a way.

In the morning, Yanming took out the juicer, mixed half a can of milk with two spoonfuls of sugar, and squeezed the blueberries into blueberry milk.Looking at the thick and soft foam floating in the lavender liquid in the glass jar, and smelling a sweet milky scent from time to time, he felt extremely warm in his heart.

It's great to fall in love with Yanming.

Fortunately, Chu Qishou doesn't even want to go back to his own home now, he has to work hard, try to get off work early, and rush back to Yan Ming's house.

Chu Qi received the company, and ran into Zhan Jiameng who hadn't seen him for a long time while waiting for the elevator downstairs.Zhan Jiameng's condition is not very good today. Under the light of the incandescent lamp, his face is pale and blue. There are large red bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes. Because the eye circles are too swollen, the place where the bottom meets his cheeks seems to have become two deep ravines .

After she and Chu Qi said goodbye, their eyes stared blankly at the wall where the company's corporate motto "Forge Forward, Embrace Change" was written, and their eyes became illusory.

Chu Qishou felt bad, and asked her: "...what's wrong with you."

He has already grabbed the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. If the other party faints in the next second, he can dial 120 immediately.

Zhan Jiameng stiffened her shoulders and shook her head: "Hey, don't mention it, my friend insisted on dragging me to be an audience member of a show, and she said that she just got two tickets. As soon as I heard the words, I adjusted with the leader for a long time The holidays followed, but it was only when I got there that I realized that it was going to be recorded all night. I queued up for the whole afternoon on a windy day, entered at 09:30 pm, and came out at [-]:[-] am. Came back to work at [-]:[-]."

There are words.a whole night.

Then the program recorded by Zhan Jiameng should be the second episode of the talent show "Infinite Possibilities".

"Young and ignorant?" What kind of strange description is this, Chu Qishou asked her, "What happened afterwards?"

"I was temporarily transferred to go out on vacation, but I didn't finish the task at hand. Yesterday, the leader told me to finish it before going home, so I worked overtime all night yesterday, and I didn't go home all night. Originally After seeing Wan Yanming, I was so excited after staying up all night that day that I felt like I could punch and kick a cow, but now I can’t do it after staying up for the second night. For a little while, I now feel like I can stand on a wall and fall asleep with my eyes closed."

Chu Qi accepted this and understood.The reason why Zhan Jiameng seems to have aged ten years overnight is because he didn't make a plan before asking for leave.For example, every time he thinks about what show to follow, he will plan it a week or two in advance, and work overtime to finish the tasks that can be done in advance.He used to uphold this concept when he was running the website at school, and he still does it now at work.

He suddenly realized that the years when he opened the website for Pan Liang did not seem to be as fruitless as he thought. At least he learned how to switch between two simultaneous jobs. In addition, many young people now have procrastination. No.His efficiency and time planning skills have always been much better than most people.

Chu Qi patted her on the shoulder and said, "Pay attention to your body. If you want to chase stars in the future, you—"

Zhan Jiameng shook his head as if disillusioned with the world: "I won't chase anymore, I won't chase stars offline anymore, life-saving is important, unless one day I hit the Universiade and meet on the street or become a rich lady and never have to go to work and be squeezed by capitalists... I swear I will You can only see him on TV from now on."

It's nice to be able to see it that way.

After just 2 minutes of communication, the elevator came.The two of them stepped onto the elevators leading to different floors.Chu Qishou watched Zhan Jiameng's thin back melt into the crowd in the opposite elevator, and a light word popped into his mind.

"I want to ask how these classmates who are supposed to be me are doing."

If Yanming knew that his "classmate" took time off to watch his recording, he might be very happy.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qishou took out his mobile phone, stuck in the corner of the elevator and sent Yan Ming a message: Teacher Yan, do you still remember the class secretary I introduced to you earlier?She is your fan, I met her this morning, she said that she went to be an audience of "Infinite Possibilities" the night before yesterday, and she was very excited after seeing you.

After 10 minutes, Chu Qishou turned on the computer at his workstation.The phone rang.

Yan Ming: They have to stand in the cold wind all afternoon and stay up all night.Thanks for your hard work.

This "hard work" seemed to be said to Zhan Jiameng and other fans, but she couldn't hear it.

Chu Qishou: It was very hard work. She stayed up all night and rushed back to work in the morning.By the way, she said she wanted to write to you before.

Yan Ming: You can take a look.

Chu Qishou: Do you read letters written by fans?

No wonder Chu Qi sent out such questions.The main reason is that he has met a few artists in the past few years in the entertainment industry. Most of them will politely accept letters from fans in public, and then find a way to deal with them quietly, as long as they do not openly in front of fans Just throw it away, and everyone can leave a sincere thought for each other.

Even in the SNE group that is purely supported by fans, there are only two artists who can read fans' letters, and Shen Ziqiu is too much. Mangmang said that he would use fans' letters to stand on the table, and even create his own. A set of self-justified theories: rather than being thrown away, fans will prefer their letters to be useful in idols.

Chu Qishou added another sentence: I remember that your company does not allow artists to accept gifts from fans.Can the letter be accepted?

Yanming: In the past, it was not allowed, but even if it is really accepted, it will not be a big deal.Fans don't write much because of the company's regulations.I usually keep it at home when I receive it.

Chu Qishou: At home?Where did you put it?

Why didn't he see it.

Yan Ming: In the study room you cleaned yesterday, there are fan letters in the pile of cardboard boxes.

Chu Qishou still remembered what the bedroom next door looked like, half of the room was full of cardboard boxes.It turned out that the big house where Yanming lives has such uses.

Chu Qishou: Then I will ask her if she has written you a letter. If she has, I will find a way to come over to you.

Yan Ming: OK.

Yan Ming: There is one more thing I need to tell you.I'm leaving tonight to rehearse for the trainees and I'm not at home.

Chu Qi couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He originally thought that he could get off work and reunite with Yanming.Now I don't even have the motivation to hurry up and work like this.

Chu Qishou: When will you come back?

Statement: next week.After rehearsal, record the third period directly.

Chu Qishou: I will go to you when I am free on weekends.

Yan Ming: OK.

Yan Ming: Is blueberry milk delicious?

Chu Qi received: delicious.

Although he hasn't drunk yet.He has had a habit since he was a child, and he always wants to save the things he cherishes until the end.

After chatting with her boyfriend, Chu Qi put away her phone and suddenly felt uncomfortable eyes on him.

He turned his head to look, and there was cold sweat running down his back—the bald, middle-aged boss with a shiny forehead was wearing a black face of Mr. Bao, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the third computer on his left, staring straight at him.

The boss's sparse eyebrows twitched inward, and the brows instantly slipped into two deep grooves.He bowed to Chu Qi: "It's time to go to work! Don't play with your phone."

So Chu Qishou failed to fulfill his wish and became lazy, and worked conscientiously again for a day.

At seven o'clock in the evening, he got off work.

He received a call from someone he hadn't expected - Naixin, a friend who could barely be called a "blind date".Chu Qi accepted his father as if he was still immersed in the fantasy of Naixin and him looking at each other, but the fact is that Lang Wuqing has no intention of concubine, neither of them looks down on the other.

Naixin asked him if he was free, and if he wanted to come out to play script killing, they were still short of one person.

Chu Qi closed his mouth and wanted to refuse, but Naixin's tone was very happy, and she said: "Our school has no classes recently, and I'm going to be bored to death when I'm alone at home. It's hard to think of a game."

Stay home alone.

Chu Qishou seemed to see himself after returning home. His beautiful vision before going to work in the morning was to work hard and go home early to reunite with Yan Ming. However, now that he was able to go home, Yan Ming left V City to become a host.

If he went home now, he would face the situation of being alone and staring at the wall in a daze.In the past, he disliked living in groups in the dormitory, and liked to live alone outside. He went to school, work, and the library every day without restraint. tough.

It's so hard.

It’s just killing scripts. Most of the people who like to play this kind of games are students. They don’t smoke or drink while playing, and they can kill a lot of time, which is great.

He changed his words and said, "I'll be there right away, where's the address?"

"At 182 Fulu Street."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

At this time, Yan Ming had already got into the nanny car driven by Wang Zhao.

Wang Chi asked with a smile, "Brother Yan, have you gone back to rest these two days?"

Yan Ming: "Have a good rest."

Wang Tzu couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, his eyes were shining brightly: "That's good."

Yan Ming seldom saw Wang Cho smile so much that he could see his tongue, so he asked, "Is there any happy event in your family recently?"

If Wang Chou is going to get married, Yan Ming will definitely send him a big red envelope.

"Huh? No happy event. Ah, I see. Brother Yan wants to ask me why I am so happy today, right?" Wang Tzu laughed, and glanced at Yan Ming's phone, "Brother Yan, go search for Weiwei It's the reporter who came to your hometown to interview nonsense a few days ago. All the videos about you in her official account just now were taken off the shelves."