I Have Amnesia, Don't Be Noisy!

"I can't show up in the company recently, so please report to me in time if you have any problems." Zhong Yibin told Secretary Jin after listening to the company's current situation and the big projects that are going to be done recently.

Secretary Jin, who felt that he had a heavy responsibility, nodded solemnly.

Zhong Yibin looked down at the phone, got up and sent Secretary Jin out, walked to the foyer, and suddenly remembered: "Do you remember my email password?"

"You forgot?" Secretary Jin was taken aback, remembering that the boss had saved the password on his phone and computer to log in automatically, and he might not remember it when he switched to Chu Qin's home computer, "I'll send it to your phone later. "

Zhong Yibin nodded, indicating that he could leave.

When Secretary Jin left, Zhong Yibin's serious expression disappeared immediately, and he returned to the bedroom with a smile: "It's a good thing you reminded me."

Just now, Chu Qin was in the room and sent a text message to Zhong Yibin, asking him to ask Secretary Jin for the email password.The boss's work mailbox and password are usually known to the secretary, so that the secretary can help with some unimportant emails.Chu Qin had personally seen Zhong Yibin order Secretary Jin to reply to the email before, so Secretary Guan Jin must be right.

With a work email, Zhong Yibin can get a general idea of ​​the content of his previous work, and he will not reveal his secrets when he arrives at the company.

After a while, Secretary Jin sent the password.Zhong Yibin was not in a hurry to watch, but wanted to discuss with Chu Qin the unfinished kiss just now.

"Don't make trouble," Chu Qin couldn't help laughing when he saw the big head approaching with his mouth pouted, and spread his five fingers to press the pretty face, "Mr. President, go to work quickly."

"I've lost my memory, so I don't want to work." Zhong Yibin followed his pressure on his face and lay down on the bed.

Chu Qin stretched out his hand to poke the itchy flesh on his body: "I've lost my memory, can uncle give you a physical examination?"

Zhong Yibin looked up at him, his clear eyes were full of innocence and ignorance.Chu Qin gave a dry cough. He was used to making noises. He forgot that this guy might not understand now...

Before he finished blaming himself, Zhong Yibin moved his head to Chu Qin's lap, and said in a pitiful loli voice, "Then uncle, be gentle!"

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Chu Qin couldn't help bursting out laughing.

The two were fighting and fighting, and because of the memory loss, some of the life parts suddenly disappeared into nothingness.After drinking some milk for dinner, it was time for bed.

Chu Qin's house is not small, but a single apartment with this architectural style has a lot of space and few rooms.He never thought about letting Zhong Yibin sleep on the sofa, but now this guy doesn't remember anything. Facing his lover with clear eyes, Chu Qin is a little embarrassed, always feeling embarrassed to take advantage of others' dangers.

This strange feeling couldn't go away, so he could only order Zhong Yibin to take another thin quilt.

Turn off the lights, the room is quiet, only the slight wind noise from the air conditioner.Zhong Yibin lay beside Chu Qin, staring at him with bright eyes.In the past few days at Zhong's house, he has been unable to sleep well, because everything around him is too strange, which makes him very nervous.Now that Chu Qin was by his side, he just felt itchy and warm in his heart, and couldn't get enough of it.

Unable to bear it, he moved forward and quietly rubbed his head against Chu Qin's pillow.

Chu Qin felt hot air on his face, opened his eyes, and saw the CEO who had already occupied a corner of the pillow: "What are you doing?"

"We used to have one bed per person?" Zhong Yibin looked at him innocently.

In the past... Chu Qin's cheeks flushed. In the past, when the two of them were on the same bed, something must happen. How could it be possible to sleep in two beds.But it was a bit embarrassing to say this, Chu Qin wanted to fool the past, but when he met those focused eyes, he compromised, and said truthfully, "That's not..."

When Zhong Yibin heard this, he threw away the quilt without saying a word.

Chu Qin sighed, raised his hand to lift off the quilt, and wrapped Zhong Yibin in: "The air conditioner is on, draw your arms in, or your joints will hurt tomorrow."

"Does the rib still hurt?" Zhong Yibin obediently let Chu Qin tuck him in the quilt, being careful not to touch Chu Qin's chest.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, just lie down and you'll be fine." Chu Qin yawned. He had been sleeping in the hospital for the past few days, and he couldn't sleep well. Now there was a familiar body temperature around him, and he felt drowsy soon.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Zhong Yibin stopped talking, rubbed his head against Chu Qin's shoulder, groped in the bed for a while, grabbed one of Chu Qin's hands, and sniffed on the pillow with his face sideways. Chu Qin's usual shampoo.The warm body and the familiar smell make people who have not slept well for several nights sleep very soundly like fledglings returning to their nests.

The next day, Zhong Yibin started to learn how to make breakfast.Chu Qin stood in front of the kitchen door to guide, fried two eggs and sausage, and heated a pot of milk.After breaking three eggs and frying one egg, it was made smoothly.

The morning sun shines on the wooden dining table through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The blue checkered tablecloth is soft in tone, and the lemonade in the open glass bottle is shining with crystal light, which looks quiet and beautiful.Chu Qin picked up a piece of fried egg and put it to his mouth. Under the gaze of the opposite pair of eyes waiting for praise, he felt a lot of pressure and stuffed a piece into his mouth...

"It's fried well, the heat is just right, but the salt is a bit salty, it's not good to use for fried eggs, just go to the supermarket to buy some snowflake salt another day." Chu Qin said without changing his expression.

Zhong Yibin tasted it himself, it was so salty!Quickly took a sip of water.Just as he was about to say something, Chu Qin's cell phone rang.

Chu Qin signaled him to eat quickly, and picked up the phone himself. It was the program director who called.

"Today?" Chu Qin glanced at Zhong Yibin who was facing him, hesitating, "I may have to rest this week."

"Just make up a few shots, otherwise this episode can't be broadcast." The director watched the video over there and sighed.

The episode last week, which was replaced by money and food, was supposed to be broadcast in the next episode, but the content of the program involved the promotion of a movie, which will be released this week.The film crew approached the executives of Shengshi and tried their best to put this episode on the air that week.As a result, the time of the two episodes recorded by Chu Qin did not match.

Because some time-related sentences will be involved in the program, such as "Army Day is coming soon", "Today is Senior XX's birthday", etc., it is necessary to re-record a few scenes.

The program "Kiss Potpourri" was created by Chu Qin, and it will be the eighth year soon. He attaches more importance to this program than anyone else.It is necessary to make up the scene, otherwise the two episodes will not be aired, so Chu Qin agreed, and made an appointment to go there at two o'clock in the afternoon.

The program team at Shengshi TV breathed a sigh of relief, because there are particularly interesting scenes near these lines, and they are really reluctant to cut them.But Chu Qin couldn't record the show this week, which made them very sad.Mr. Liang, the chief planner of the program, pulled his hair, sighed and went to the next door recording studio.

Qian Liang was reading the script next door. His own talk show was going to be recorded this afternoon. When he saw Mr. Liang coming over, he stood up and said hello.Mr. Liang is a little old man with thinning hair. Although he looks old-fashioned, he is not inferior to young people in all kinds of creativity. He has a lot of status in the stage.

"Little Qian, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you this week." Teacher Liang was a little embarrassed.

With a bitter face, Qian Liang took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and handed it to Teacher Liang: "Look, I'm almost scolded on the Internet."

The Weibo interface is the official Weibo of "Kiss Potpourri". Mr. Liang checked it all day yesterday, so of course he knows what the netizens are talking about.It's an exaggeration to say scolding, it's all kinds of ridicule.

Because Qian Liang came from a national TV station, he always looked serious. Although his talk shows were also entertaining, they were more literary and humorous, which was different from Chu Qin's playful show.The audience couldn't accept it for a while, and compared Chu Qin with him one after another, saying that Qian Liang had a fish-eyed coffin face, and all kinds of swiping screens wanted Chu Qin to come back.

"But Mu Chen is invited for this issue. You know his schedule. It's pretty good to be able to spare a day. It's impossible to wait until Chu Qin resumes work." Teacher Liang is also in a dilemma. Although there are still two sessions to continue, but You can't let the movie star wait.

"What happened to Chu Qin?" On the other side of the recording studio, several staff gathered together and whispered.

"There was an accident, and I was injured and hospitalized." The field manager of the hodgepodge program team sighed.

"Hey, I heard that it was because Chu Qin and Mr. Zhong didn't know each other well and was taught a lesson," someone secretly said, "Is it true?"

The makeup artist next door opened the door, and Chen Jiming, the host of a new show who was sitting inside doing makeup, heard these words clearly.

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"Refuting Rumors Must Be Serious"

Reporter A: I heard that the relationship between the two of you is unclear.

Erbing: Nonsense, all rumors

Reporter B: So what is the real situation?

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