joe big

Chapter 11

But Qiao Qiu is not Jiang Yang after all.

After two months, Qiao Qiu is currently acting in the last scene of his play.

In the dark sky, there was the sound of wild birds flapping their wings outside the window, and the old staircase was so decayed that it seemed to be shattered, and the drop-shaped blood stains on it formed a line.

blood line.

Jiang Yang's face was pale, he lowered his head, carefully identified the blood lines under his feet, and walked up slowly, step by step.A drop of sweat trickled down his cheek.Viewed from the side, this teenage boy was extremely handsome, with fine features and dark pupils.He made a swallowing motion, and the surroundings suddenly became very quiet.

The ghost who had been with him all this time disappeared.Jiang Yang walked up while meditating.Before he had time to confirm his guess, who was the ghost?Why is it here?

The bloodstain spiraling up the stairs was suddenly interrupted somewhere.

Jiang Yang was startled, raised his head, and looked up calmly.

That kind of calm is a kind of peace before the storm, which makes the strings in the hearts of the people next to you tense and uneasy.

The moment Jiang Yang raised his head, a drop of warm blood 'tick' fell down, just falling on his left cheek.

The final solidified picture was very classic. Jiang Yang raised his head in astonishment, his expression was a little terrified, but it stopped abruptly before it was fully brewed.If you look closely, there is actually a hint of softness in his eyes.

"Cut!" Likert yelled, "Very good. It's finished."

After a few seconds of pause, the crew cheered loudly.After two months, I finally finished filming this [-]-episode TV series.During the period, there were situations of rushing to work and staying up late. After all, it was the first TV series, and Likert worked hard. Overall, nothing was perfunctory.

Qiao Qiu wiped the sweat off his face, he was so hot that he was about to faint, thinking to himself, this is really interesting.

Likert took the microphone and said, "Everyone has worked hard these days, and I remember every drop of your sweat in my heart. Of course, Qiao Qiu couldn't remember, he is too sweaty."

Everyone laughed softly.

Hippie smile: "It's too edible."

Qiao begged himself not to be able to hold back, and lowered his head and smiled shyly.

"—It's also very desperate." Likert said with a serious expression, "Everyone is very desperate. I think of when we just graduated, the moment we walked out of the school, our ideals and wishes were about to come true. Before long, you will be able to see your name on TV, in the credits, in the cast."

The ashen-faced and thinned staff collectively let out a cry of surprise and applauded.

"Okay, I have one more thing to say. We will have a party on the first floor of the hotel tonight. Anyone who can come should come."

The protagonist of "The Four Contracts" is Qiao Qiu, and the rest of the supporting roles are played by various men and women brought in by investors. Most of them don't care much about such small roles. After being scolded severely by Likert, he basically didn't want to come to the wrap-up banquet.

So there were only those 20 crew members and Qiao Qiu at the celebration banquet.

Everyone regards Qiao Qiu as one of their own. This is already a tacit understanding. They talk loudly about many secrets that cannot be revealed outside, and ask Qiao Qiu from time to time: "Is it right?"

Qiao Qiu could only nod and drink with Likert.

Likert was very happy, the wine glass was still in his hand, his ears and the top of his head were red, and he looked like an alcoholic.

The party lasted until after eleven o'clock in the evening, almost everyone collapsed, and Qiao begged to send them back to the room.

Likert was lying on the bed, and suddenly asked Qiao Qiu:

"Qiao Qiu, do you still want to act in the future?"

"..." Qiao Qiu hesitated for a moment, turned to look at the drunken Likert, and said seriously, "I think so."

Likert sat up, leaned against the bed, and asked, "Really?"

"Really." Qiao Qiu said softly, "I... like acting."

Likert smiled and said, "I see."

Before leaving, more than 20 members of the production team chartered a large bus, and everyone unanimously decided to send Qiao Qiu home first.

"You're young," Dong Jie, who was almost 30 years old, said boldly, "You should be pampered."

The car was extremely lively, everyone seemed to want to vent all the fatigue of these days, and toasted Likert one cup at a time.

Likert laughed so hard, but the closer he got to Qiao Qiujia, the more dull the atmosphere became.

Qiao begged to call Jiang Zhanxin and said that he was coming back today, but Jiang Zhanxin let out a 'huh', as if he didn't respond.

Qiao Qiu looked out the window, feeling very disappointed.

He really wanted to ask Likert, can we still film together?But it's a bit embarrassing to ask.Until the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Qiao Qiu stood up with his luggage on his back, without asking.

The crew lowered their heads and pretended to be playing with their mobile phones. No one said goodbye to Joe, and Likert even hid far away in the back seat of the car. He was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions.

Qiao Qiu stood alone by the car door, looked around in a daze, and yelled vaguely: "Sister Dong, Brother Liu, the director...

No one answered him.

Qiao Qiu murmured, "I'm leaving."

The car was very quiet. The driver in neutral put on the handbrake and lit a cigarette without looking too far.

Qiao Qiu suddenly felt very lonely, but fortunately, he was not sure he could hold back his tears if everyone surrounded him.

Just when he was hesitating and wanted to say something, a man's hoarse and deep voice suddenly came from behind him: "Little Qiao, are you going home?"

As soon as Qiao Qiu turned his head, he saw Jiang Zhanxin standing under the locust tree at the entrance of the alley, with one leg bent, looking at him calmly.

Qiao Qiu hurriedly picked up his luggage, and after getting off the car, he couldn't help but look back. Everyone in the crew raised their heads, looked back at him, and pretended to be looking at their mobile phones.

Qiao Qiu smiled, waved vigorously, then closed the door and said, "I'm going back!"

The car paused and headed north.

Jiang Zhanxin stood under the tree, his eyes seemed to be glued to Qiao Qiu's body, watching him walk towards him step by step.

Qiao Qiu was carrying a huge backpack on his back, which contained dirty clothes that hadn't been washed in time.Due to the busy filming, most of the people in the crew don't pay attention to hygiene as before, and they work as much as they can.But back here, Qiao Qiu realized how inappropriate his smell was.

He hesitated, and stopped about five steps in front of Jiang Zhanxin.

Jiang Zhan took a deep breath, straightened up, and looked at Qiao Qiu quietly.

Joe begged his throat to make a swallowing movement, feeling inexplicably nervous.He was afraid that he would become dark and thin, and would be scolded.

Who would have thought that Jiang Zhanxin looked at Qiao Qiu as if he hadn't found anything.It was a kind of tolerance without any grievances, which made Qiao Qiu feel flustered.

Because Jiang Zhanxin is the best at concealing his true thoughts, maybe he is so angry, but on the surface he still looks calm and breezy.

Jiang Zhanxin stood under the shade of a tree, squinting and lighting a cigarette.

Qiao Qiu stood right in front, not afraid of the scorching sun.

Jiang Zhanxin only took a breath, barely calmed down his trembling fingers, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Qiu's shoulder.

Qiao Qiu thought that Jiang Zhan was about to beat him up, so he couldn't help but make an evasive movement and hugged his head.

Who would have thought that Jiang Zhanxin just took off the huge and heavy backpack on his back, and then put it on his shoulders naturally.

"...Let's go." Jiang Zhanxin held the cigarette between his lips, glanced at Qiao Qiu who was stunned, and asked, "Why, don't you know your family?"