[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

The next day, He Qianqiu did what he said, and he really came to visit the class.

The two assistants rewarded the crew with big and small bags of snacks and fruits, and the whole studio was bustling like a festival during the break.

Half of the crew in the small crew are fans of He Qianqiu's books, and their eyes are shining around He Qianqiu.

"Mr. He, when is your new book coming out?" This is lighting assistant A who hardly ever speaks.

"Mr. He, are you here to see Xiao Yan?"

He Qianqiu smiled gently, "I recently encountered a bottleneck in writing the script. I heard that Luo Bin is here to shoot commercials. He is a director I have always admired, so I came to observe and observe."

Everyone suddenly realized that Luo Bin is an excellent director who has attracted much attention. He has directed two films and both achieved good box office results.The artists are all attracted to each other, and it's wonderful that the director and screenwriter can also relate.

Qi Yan was filming the angel part today, wearing crisp light blue jeans and a white shirt, and special effects such as wings and halos are waiting to be added in post-production.Standing in front of the curtain and having the leather ring adjusted for him, he secretly complained in his heart, as expected of a writer, people will believe everything he says.

Just as he was thinking, He Qianqiu walked over through the crowd, "How is it?"

The smell of pine-like perfume came over, as if it still carried a charming body temperature, surrounding him.Qi Yan's chest was tight, and he swallowed hard to calm down. He raised his head and smiled, "Mr. He, you are really here."

He Qianqiu nodded slightly, "How is it?"

"As soon as you come, I won't be nervous." Qi Yan chuckled, raised his hands and waited for someone to make the final adjustment, "I'm going to hang Wia, just watch me fly."

He Qianqiu also smiled, "Don't worry, I'll just watch from the side."

These words are like a wonderful medicine for peace of mind, filling Qi Yan's limbs with calming power.

When everything was ready, Tang Yue also appeared.

The staff of the film crew were inexplicably terrified. Isn't it just to shoot an advertisement? Why are all the bosses having nothing to do to join in the fun?It's scary, too much stress can lead to heart disease!

Half of the angel's movements were completed in mid-air. Qi Yan moved his limbs, made an OK gesture, and started the first practice of hanging Wia.

The steel cable was gradually entangled by the reel, and Qi Yan was slowly hoisted up.Here he has to do a few mid-air combat moves.

When the body is suspended in the air, a familiar feeling hits.

When being thrown into the air, the surrounding scenery changes;

The despair and fear of dying when falling toward the endless abyss;

Qi Yan's limbs suddenly became stiff, and then he began to struggle desperately, screaming.

He Qianqiu sensed something was wrong from the very beginning, and rushed into the stage, shouting at the prop assistant, "Put him down!"

The crowd was all in a commotion, and the short two seconds seemed like several hours, and Qi Yan was finally put down, and He Qianqiu and Tang Yue caught him almost at the same time.

Qi Yan yelled out in horror, desperately avoiding Tang Yue's outstretched hand, turned around and hugged He Qianqiu.Shivering, like a little beast that has just experienced a disaster.

He Qianqiu held him tightly in his arms, comforted him in a low voice along his back, "It's all right, Xiao Yan, it's all right." After the leather cover was untied, he directly hugged the young man horizontally, looked directly at Tang Yue, "I can't make it today, so I'll take him back first."

Tang Yue didn't speak, and didn't stop him, allowing He Qianqiu to leave with Qi Yan in his arms.

People around whispered something, the director sighed, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, a group of guys actually have a fear of heights."

Everyone laughed now, and the tense atmosphere in the studio was swept away.In this commercial, Qi Yan played four roles alone. Once he left, there were not many shots left. The director flipped through the script to ask Tang Yue for his opinion, "Mr. Tang, why don't we shoot all the supporting roles first?" .”

Tang Yue lowered his eyelids, but he spoke beautifully, "You are the director, you have the final say in the studio."

The director himself had the same idea in his heart, but with the employer at his side, he had to ask politely.Now that I got approval, I smiled and went to arrange people to work.

Seeing that the studio had restored order, Tang Yue also left.Ouyang Fan followed behind him and whispered with his mobile phone, "Mr. Tang, Marco is willing to sell the shares in his hand, provided that the old employees cannot be fired."

Tang Yue sat in the car, rubbed his eyebrows and sneered, "What qualifications does he have to negotiate terms with me?"

After receiving the approval letter, Ouyang Fan immediately called back to the colleague in charge of the acquisition, "Rou'er, this is what Mr. Tang meant, and you have to convey it clearly to Mr. Ma: either throw away the shares and collect the money, or wait to become a pile of waste." paper."

Tang Yue frowned, and continued to order, "Call Lao Wang and increase the budget for Youpeng.com's acquisition project by another 50%."

Ouyang Fan responded, conveyed the order clearly and accurately, and took care of some trivial matters by the way.

Ouyang Fan has always been a good assistant, Tang Yue praised and touched the young man's silky hair, the latter showed an intoxicated and happy expression.

At that moment, Qi Yan avoided his hand.

He always thought that Qi Yan was like everyone else, but he was a little afraid of him.But in the eyes of the young man looking at him just now, apart from the deep fear, there was also burning anger and—hatred.

Unforgettable grief and anger, as if watching the killing of father and enemy.

Qi Yan is an orphan, and Ouyang Fan found out his resume clearly.He was born in a small county called Taiping County in the south. His father failed in business and owed a huge sum of money. He ran away from home in order to avoid debts, leaving behind his sickly wife and young son.

The family was ransacked by creditors, even the house was mortgaged, and his mother died of depression within a year. No relatives were willing to adopt him, so Qi Yan was sent to an orphanage when he was seven years old.

Since then, he has grown up stumbled, and his grades are not bad. He was funded by a philanthropist and finished college, and then joined Starlight Infinity.

He is not a child who was pampered and grew up, but still has warm, friendly, clear eyes that are willing to trust others, which is one of the reasons why Tang Yue is attracted.

At that moment just now, he became like an evil ghost, fierce and hateful, full of despair and thick blackness.Tang Yue felt very familiar, because of that look, he could see it in the mirror every night.

What kind of person is the real Qi Yan?

Tang Yue became more interested in him.

The real Qi Yan is being tormented by memories.

He curled up in He Qianqiu's arms, stuffed his fist into his mouth and bit hard until it bled, his breathing was heavy and short.

Under the yellow light in the underground hall, he smiled and said to He Qianqiu: "Even if the whole world betrays Tang Yue, I will still be by his side."

On the roof of the headquarters of Longzhitang Base, which was cloudy and silent, he roared with all his strength: "Tang Yue! Why don't you believe me?"

Tang Yue just looked at him with emotionless eyes and ordered the execution.Behind Tang Yue, Du Feng smiled coldly and arrogantly.

And then fall, fall, fall.The sound of the wind was blowing into his ears, he stretched out his hand desperately, but he couldn't catch anything, his body fell rapidly...

Qi Yan let out a short scream, grabbed He Qianqiu's lapel tightly, and cried hoarsely and terribly.

The scars, once made, never faded away, and the healing he mistakenly thought was nothing more than a thick scab of blood.The wound under the blood scab is still festering continuously and deeply.When the time came, the pain came back, reminding him of the wound, mocking his innocence and self-righteousness.

Qi Yan shivered from the cold, desperately leaning against his warm embrace.He cried for a long time, and He Qianqiu was by his side from the beginning to the end.

When he woke up, he was in a daze, and it took him a while to realize that he was lying in a strange bedroom.

His clothes were stripped off, and his bare skin felt extremely smooth against the silk sheets.His eyes were so swollen that he could hardly keep his eyes open, his throat was dry and itchy, and the soft light of the milky white chandelier above his head illuminated the large and quiet room.

After venting the emotions, all that is left is regret and shame.

Qi Yan sat up silently, just as the door opened, He Qianqiu walked in wearing a Japanese yukata, he was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, wearing this kind of clothes showed a particularly charming elegance.He handed Qi Yan a mug, then sat opposite, took a cigarette and drank it, but did not light it.

It's just that posture... no matter how you look at it, it looks like an afterthought.

Qi Yan hurriedly sipped water from the cup, then froze.The liquid is not tea, it has a special cool and sweet taste, mixed with a little bit of bitterness, it is a very familiar taste.

He whispered, "This is, Prunella vulgaris and Artemisia annua?"

"You know quite a lot." He Qianqiu's tone was the same as before, with a hint of ridicule in his gentleness, and Qi Yan's tears fell down again. To cover up, he raised his glass and gulped down the water.

It's over, why is he crying so much recently, where is his masculine dignity?

Taiping Town is built along the river. When the end of spring and the beginning of summer are approaching, the banks of the river are covered with Prunella vulgaris and Artemisia annua.These two kinds of plants can be used as medicine, cool and reduce fire. Local residents like to pick a basket, dry it on their balcony and pack it up. When they have nothing to do, soak it in water to drink. It cools down in summer and moistens dryness in winter. It is said to be the first in Taiping Town. Herbal tea is not too bad.

Qi Yan drank a lot when he was a child, and the taste was as familiar as his own fingers.

It's just that this sense of familiarity made his chest sore even more, making him unable to stop crying.

No good, he told himself.

He returned to ten years ago for more than two months, and he thought he was fine, but he didn't expect the reflex arc to be comparable to the plesiosaur, and it only broke out now.

He Qianqiu sat by the bed, wrapped Qi Yan in his arms, pulled his hands away, and applied a hot towel to his eyes.

The generous and warm embrace behind him drove away the coldness and made him depend on something.The slight trembling also slowly stopped.

There was only the sound of Qi Yan sobbing one after another in the room.

He Qianqiu took a basin of hot water, wrung out the towel again and again, and wiped his cheeks and eyes for him.

Qi Yan finally calmed down, took the towel, and began to wipe it silently.His face turned red from rubbing, so he sucked his nose pitifully and said, "I'm hungry..."

As if to emphasize, my stomach rumbled in response to the occasion.

Qi Yan buried his face in the towel, feeling ashamed.

He Qianqiu smiled lightly, and stood up from the bed, "I'll eat it for you."

Qi Yan's face flushed instantly, and he retorted sullenly, "I, I want to eat decent food!"

"Is egg noodles a dishonest thing?"

Qi Yan fell back on the bed and hid in the quilt in despair. This is the retribution for making too many vulgar jokes...

The helper He Qianqiu hired worked from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, so he had to cook the noodles by himself in the middle of the night.

His craftsmanship is mediocre, neither good nor bad, but he wins with his heart.Green spring onions are sprinkled on the noodles, the sauce has a pleasant aroma, and a few slices of green vegetables and a yellow and white fried egg are on top.

Qi Yan was wearing He Qianqiu's shirt, sitting at the dining table holding chopsticks full of gratitude, almost reluctant to speak.The noodles cooked by Mr. He, I am so envious of those book fans.

The sauce on the noodles has the aroma of shrimp and lemongrass. Qi Yan likes Southeast Asian flavors, so he couldn't help but praise.

He Qianqiu sat opposite, poured himself a glass of brandy, and watched the children accept the feeding while drinking. "This is the homemade Tom Yum Kung sauce given by others when I went to Chiang Mai last month. It took a lot of trouble to go through the security check."

Qi Yan was a little apprehensive, "That man treats you really well."

Uncharacteristically, He Qianqiu didn't speak, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he remembered something that was particularly interesting.

Seeing his abnormal behavior, Qi Yan became more concerned about the mysterious person who gave him Tom Yum Kung Sauce, "What kind of person is he..."

He Qianqiu was in a better mood, "An old boatman."

It turned out that he and his assistant accepted an invitation from a Thai publishing house last month to attend a seminar in Chiang Mai.There is a remote lake near Chiang Mai, and there is a small island in the center of the lake less than one square kilometer.He Qianqiu wanted to go to the lake to watch the sunrise, so his assistant Xiao Jiang specially found a boatman, paid a deposit, and made an appointment to meet at the lake at [-] o'clock in the morning and take them to the island by boat.

That morning, He Qianqiu and Xiao Jiang waited from 55:[-] until the sun rose, but they did not see the shadow of the boat.

Lao Chuanfu didn't have a mobile phone, so he couldn't get in touch.He Qianqiu said forget it, Xiao Jiang was not reconciled, and finally found the old boatman and dragged him to He Qianqiu to apologize.

He Qianqiu was curious for a moment and asked him why he broke the contract.The old boatman replied lazily: He woke up that day and found that the weather was too good to waste, so he decided to give himself a day off, and then slept until the afternoon.

Qi Yan drank all the noodle soup. He originally wanted to condemn the old boatman for being unprofessional, but his words changed to: "I'm so envious..."

This kind of free and leisurely life, compared with his current daily schedule of intensive combat, is simply heaven.

Later, in order to apologize, Lao Chuanfu gave He Qianqiu a bottle of Tom Yum Kung Sauce. It is said that it is a secret family recipe, and it is very troublesome to make. He makes it at most once a year.

He Qianqiu didn't want it at first, but seeing the old boatman holding the bottle with a painful expression on his face, as if he would immediately take it back if he refused, so he accepted it with a smile.

Qi Yan listened amusedly, and almost forgot the painful past in Yu Jie's heart. He patted the table and laughed, "Mr. He, you are so bad! But it's such a trouble to bring it back, why bother?"

He Qianqiu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of Prunella vulgaris tea for the two, "After all, it's one person's heart."

This is the biggest difference between He Qianqiu and Tang Yue.He Qianqiu showed enough respect to everyone, but he would not lose himself because of it, let alone be swayed by other people's ideas.

But Tang Yue is at the other extreme. If it is someone he approves of, he will naturally be infinitely tolerant. If he loses his approval, even his heart will be trampled and abandoned without mercy.

Ouyang Fan is like this, and so is Qi Yan.How many people there were before this, because the number is too large, he can't count.

Qi Yan knew that it was wrong for him to always let his thoughts fall into a pessimistic situation, but he was just asking for trouble, but he couldn't control it, and the atmosphere at the table became cold again.

When he was distracted, someone lifted his jaw, and he subconsciously met He Qianqiu's eyes.

The man's thoughtful eyes seemed to have a deep meaning at this moment, and even his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Where did you learn the skills?"

Qi Yan was stunned, "What, what method?"

He Qianqiu got closer, and the breath with the warm aroma of herbal tea was gently sprinkled on Qi Yan's lips, "It's a way to seduce people."