apples more than anything

On the day Song Pingguo and Leiqiu were about to leave, Qiu Yichen enthusiastically sorted out a large box of apples and insisted on taking them home for Leiqiu and Song Pingguo to eat. Leiqiu repeatedly explained more than ten times, and Qiu Yichen finally Finally believing that the two of them couldn't finish eating so many apples, they put a bag in a plastic bag and stuffed it into Raichu's backpack.

"Mom, do you think my bag is not heavy enough, and I need to find something to hold the weight?" Raichu adjusted the position of the strap of the backpack on his shoulders with difficulty, "Then Apple and I will go back first, and wait for the old man to return." I'll definitely send you back the CD if you sing, okay?"

Lei Qiu felt regretful when she got on the subway, she shouldn't have rejected Qiu Yichen's big box of apples and chose these plastic bags, she should have rejected them all.

Seeing Leiqiu and others being squeezed beside the car door and unable to move, Song Pingguo struggled to separate from the crowd and got in front of her, grabbing the railing next to the seat with one hand and pulling Leiqiu with the other: "Don't wait for the car door to open later!" directly squeezed out."

"Yeah, looking at the flow of people, if you squeeze out, you may not be able to come up."

When the subway passes through the transfer station between Line [-] and Line [-], the number of people is reduced by more than half. Although there are still no seats, they can stand normally after all.Lei Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the middle of the carriage, and held onto the railing to stand firm.

"Speaking of which, what did you and your parents say that you didn't go home for the New Year?"

Song Pingguo scratched her cheek in embarrassment: "Uh...you know, I haven't told them that I'm in a relationship yet, so I think it's better not to tell them that I'm in a relationship and that I'm going to your house for the New Year. , so I just said that my friends and I are traveling abroad."

"They didn't ask which friend you were with?"

"I asked, and I said it was the one I partnered with. He's a nice guy, so don't worry."

"Did you and your parents talk about me like that? The one you partnered with?"

"Not really..." Song Pingguo tried hard to recall what she and Song Yong said when they mentioned Leiqiu, and finally replied under Leiqiu's scorching gaze, "He should know that you eat every meal. Eat clean."

"...What exactly did you say to make your father have such a one-sided impression of me?"

"At that time, no one thought that you would fall in love with me, so I just talked about it..." Song Pingguo tried hard to hide from Leiqiu's sight by hiding behind the subway railing, "Oh, don't be angry, How about I go back and let him see the old man still singing, and establish a deep and three-dimensional image of you?"

"I think your dad will build a deeper one-sided impression because of this, just like I still think Daniel Radcliffe is Harry Potter. Let me forget that he is Harry Potter." Leiqiu sniffed depressedly, "If your father thinks that I am a dignified and witty rich second generation like Shan Siyan, it will be the end of it. "

"Then why don't you let my dad watch Swallowing Heaven and Earth? I think this film is quite realistic except for your gender. It perfectly shows your daily life and personal hobbies. It can be called a real performance."

Raichu did not deny this obvious fact, she sniffed aggrievedly: "Then when are you going to tell your parents?"

Song Pingguo gritted her teeth and stomped her feet. She simply took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed Song Yong directly.

"Hey, Dad, let me tell you something... Is my mother here? Okay, if you turn on the speakerphone, I will also tell my mother. That's it, I'm in a relationship, right, right, that's right, that's right, that Ray mound……"

After saying this, Song Pingguo paused for five seconds, slowly moved the phone away from her ear, and put it back in her pocket.

"What's wrong?" Lei Qiu watched Song Pingguo nervously, "What did your parents say?"

"My dad said, ok, I see. I'll take it back for dinner when I have time. Is there anything else to do? Then he hung up the phone." Song Pingguo looked out the window expressionlessly, "Conversation It ended so quickly like a tornado, and I didn't have a whole bunch of lines to say."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the audience applauds." Lei Qiu thought that Qiu Yichen and Lei Xiaotian were already very independent parents, but he didn't expect that there were people outside the world, "You can accompany me to find Gong Xiao later. ?”

"Why, are you afraid that if you go to find her alone, she will lock you in the basement?"

After returning home and putting down their bags and washing their faces, Lei Qiu and Song Pinguo hurried out again.

As a standard rich second generation, Gong Xiao also has many houses.This time, the address she gave to Raichu was in the suburbs, in a not too big but very quiet villa - surrounded by suburbs, there was nothing to eat.

After Gong Xiao also opened the door for them, Lei Qiu understood why Gong Xiao, who had no food and could not live like her, chose to live in this deserted place: because she was retreating.

Gong Xiao also really likes the kind of drama where the most important thing is held until the last moment to "surprise you". She is not only responsible for the conception of the script, she is also responsible for writing the script.

"Sister, you're choking so badly." Lei Qiu squatted down and picked up a piece of manuscript paper scattered all over the floor, "According to your personality, you should pay for a professional to do it."

"No, I have to let everyone know that this plot was conceived by me!" Gong Xiao was also lying on the carpet, biting his pen at the blank manuscript paper in his hand, "I don't want to let others write this idea!"

"Oh, what's the trouble with this? Aren't you an investor? Just let them write two names in the screenwriting line. This is a legitimate cooperation between you and it's not a private ghostwriting. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"You're right. But I'm still reluctant to write to others."

"I don't really understand why you rich people like to drill so much—why don't you stop writing, Boss Gong, and really lock me in and let me play freely."

Gong Xiao also lay on the ground and struggled for at least 10 minutes, and finally remembered that she didn't ask Leiqiu to come here to discuss who should write the script.

She stood up and accused angrily: "Fuck, you are too much. Although dieting to lose weight has no visual effect, you can't eat like this!"

Gong Xiao also looked at Leiqiu in shock, and then continued to ask Song Pingguo in shock: "I said you didn't take care of your girlfriend so that she wouldn't break things like this?"

"Who will break the jar?" Lei Qiu took out his phone and showed Gong Xiao a photo, "The weight I just weighed before coming here is basically the same as when I took pictures of my old friend still singing, and it's a little lighter than that time two."

Gong Xiao also found out on the spot that the photos taken when the old man was still singing were compared with the current Leiqiu, and it was really what Leiqiu said.

"Actually, my current weight is about the same as when I was filming The Old Man Still Singing, but you think I have gained weight, why?"

Before Gong Xiao could figure out what she meant by this question, Lei Qiu answered his own question first: "Because the last time you saw me was before the Spring Festival, although you were still dissatisfied, then It is already the thinnest visual effect I can achieve. So when you see me now, you will think that I am a lot fatter... Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, understood, when you first shoot the front in this state, and then shoot the back in the later state, you will look very thin. Anyway, there is only one scene, and there is no need to change it back and forth. Human beings are so easy to deceive. Gong Xiao also patted Leiqiu on the shoulder and sighed, "You can come up with such an idea."

Lei Qiu originally wanted to share with Gong Xiao her thoughts on this role these days, but before she could speak, she heard a familiar voice from the stairs leading to the second floor.

"I said, you asked me to come over to supervise your script writing, but you didn't let me watch you write the script. It's been an afternoon and the sun is about to go down. How much have you written——Lei Qiu, Song Pingguo, why are you two here? "

Seeing Sang Zhi coming down from the second floor of the villa, Song Pingguo had already arranged a lot of plots for Gong Xiao in her heart. As a person who is very good at observing words and expressions, she pulled Leiqiu's sleeve at the right time and winked .

Fortunately, Lei Qiu's dullness didn't break out at this time, and she said goodbye to Gong Xiao knowingly: "Then I'll come to get the script when it's finished, if you think it's too late for me to come to get it, you can send it directly Give it to me, I’ll just print it myself, then I’ll go home with Little Apple first, Mr. Gong, you and Sangzhi will continue and we won’t bother you hahahahahaha!”

Gong Xiao also shouted at Leiqiu's back angrily: "The smile is real!"

Although he has acted in two well-known TV series, Leiqiu feels that his popularity is not enough to be a star, at most he is an Internet celebrity.One of the differences between the two is that celebrities have fans everywhere and there are really a lot of them. Fans of Internet celebrities have to find a social platform and open a homepage online to gather them all together. Many.

One of Leiqiu's recent hobbies is to log on to his Weibo account to see what kind of person he is in the eyes of these fans.

This hobby also made her clearly realize that she is not popular at all - there is no one who hates her!Certainly not fire!

"You don't have any black spots." Song Pingguo put the rice bowl heavily in front of Leiqiu, and went to pick up the mobile phone in her hand, "It's time to eat, don't play with your mobile phone anymore!"

"Oh, they are talking about why they are fans of me, why don't you let me take another look..."

Speaking of strength, if Leiqiu didn't give way to Song Pingguo, Song Pingguo would never be able to confront Leiqiu head-on. No matter how hard she tried, the phone would be firmly held in Leiqiu's hands .

"Little Apple, look at this..." Lei Qiu dumbfoundedly held up the phone to Song Pingguo, "Some people say they are fans of me because of my good looks..."

"What, you said that there are still people who follow you because you are good-looking?" Song Pingguo stared at Leiqiu for a long time, resting her chin in thought, "Are you sure this is your fan, not your black?"

"And she said she was watching the old friend Youchang!" Lei Qiu emphasized, poking the screen, "My God, why would you still fall in love with me just because of my looks? If it's worth it, why don't you choose her and choose me?"

Song Pingguo couldn't laugh or cry and put a piece of meat in her bowl: "Oh... Humans really can't understand each other. This deviation is too terrible."

"Don't talk, let me be intoxicated for a while. This is the first time I have been praised for my good looks since I grew up."