Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

The woman who always lives on other people's INS - He Ercheng.

Because of the first show, the response was pretty good, and He Ercheng’s INS has a very high evaluation of the sister part. Due to the previous scandal with Quan Zhilong, the company gave He Ercheng a job in Japan alone. The Japanese cover focuses on the autumn section.

It can be regarded as blocking the mouths of Youyou, even if the reason for the ordinary relationship between them is because they have jobs.

Quan Zhilong thought that this was a good excuse, so he directly agreed to help her, and also got the salary card distributed by all her compensation in the company.

On the other hand, Hormon wasn't idle either. Although the second recording was canceled, there were also new commercials and variety shows. Taking advantage of the active time, he also started to read some scripts.

Mother Quan got fresh seafood and wanted to make a big meal like a family dinner. Except for those in her own family, she took out a large bottle of wrapped wine from below: "Guess, what is this?" As if to show off Put it on the table, ask He Ercheng and Quan Duomei.

Quan Duomei naturally knows her mother's preferences and what's inside.

Quan Zhilong said across the stairs: "Er Cheng, I'll go to Japan when I'm done filming. You can pack your things later."

"What is it?" He Ercheng was curious, but he could already smell the strong and intoxicating fragrance through the bottle, "Omo you, I don't want to guess, just tell me."

I just finished taking the traditional Chinese medicine, and I learned that it was the last medicine, so I don't need to adjust the saying in the future. However, Mama Quan seems to have something very happy and wants to celebrate.

"Ercheng probably never drank it before. Meihuaxiu fruit wine is sweet, and it's a kind of wine that is good for the body anyway." Quan Duomei explained.

"I've only drank beer, red wine, shochu, and... I don't know what kind of wine Oppa gave me in the Thai bar. I've never drank this kind of wine." Drinking secretly, if there is no recommendation from a friend, she is just curious about things like wine, and she will never appreciate the taste and texture.

"He Ercheng, I'm talking to you." Quan Zhilong put the phone on the table, smelled the aroma of wine on the table, and said, "Fruit wine?"

"What did you say?" He Ercheng didn't hear it.

"I said today's work is done, I will come back to pick you up, we will go to Japan together to complete a shoot, you prepare your things, and you will stay there for a few days." Quan Zhilong repeated, looking at the phone, Hormon's ins , The already crazy comments are calling for his sister to update her ins.

"You should also log in to ins occasionally, otherwise you won't know when your account is hacked." Quan Zhilong took her mobile phone over.

"Oh. Then take a look." After finishing speaking, he was very curious about the wine of Quan's mother, "Omo you, just... can I? I want to taste it too. Did you make it yourself? Can you?"

He Ercheng's mind was completely attracted by the fruit wine, no matter what Quan Zhilong said, she couldn't hear it.

Quan's mother said: "My friend gave it to me secretly. Although there are also some in the market, but they are all added with a lot of things, I don't have this to drink."

"Does that require a sense of ritual? For example, a family dinner, or when Ouba is away." He Ercheng has already leaned over to smell the fragrance, "Would it be the same as drinking a drink, so you won't get drunk?" Can you still beautify yourself?"

"He Ercheng, I can hear you." Quan Zhilong warned her brightly that he hasn't left the house yet, so it's tantamount to talking about him face to face.

Quan's mother said: "I got some seafood from my classmates. I thought about it tonight, but aren't you going to Japan? The seafood can only be temporarily stored with friends until you come back."

He Ercheng's already curious saliva almost left: "Omo you, I can take one bite right now." She smiled at Quan's mother obediently.

"Then I'll give you a taste first."

Quan Zhilong dragged back He Ercheng, who was almost climbing up the table, and asked, "I took this photo for you last time. How about this photo?"

He Ercheng glanced at it, because he took the picture in the morning before he woke up, so it was good in his eyes, but she thought it was weird.

I looked at his expression again: "If you think it's okay... then it's okay!"

Quan's mother poured half a cup into the big cup, because it was placed in a cold place, so the taste of drinking is also very cool in this season, and the degree is not very high: "Here." But the share for Quan Duomei is full One cup, who knows that there is still a son by the side.

He Ercheng took a sip cherishingly, it was so sweet that she didn't feel the sourness of wine at all.

"Okay." Quan Zhilong finished sending and returned the phone to her.

He Ercheng licked Yu Wei's mouth and pointed to the glass of wine: "Really, it's like...juice, very low alcohol content."

Quan Zhilong glanced at his mobile phone, then smiled, and fondled her head: "Well, drink more if it tastes good."

He Ercheng's eyes lit up, which meant that he could drink in an open and aboveboard manner, holding the cup with both hands...

Quan Zhilong snatched it away from her expectant nose smoothly, then drank it down in one gulp, gave a thumbs up, and said it was delicious: "Wait for me to come back obediently, I'm going out."

Then I greeted my sister and mother directly and left.

He Ercheng looked at the fruit wine full of expectations, and directly entered his stomach, so unwilling.

At this time, Mother Quan saw that she looked like Zhilong's favorite and most beloved thing was taken away when he was a child, but he could only accept it obediently, and didn't say anything.

Mama Quan had already hidden the fruit wine she was showing off and put it back in place.

Quan Duomei had expected that her younger brother would not agree easily. I heard that he was drunk several times, and was even dragged away by his colleagues on the grounds of having a dinner. If this is the case, he must exercise his drinking capacity and cannot be easily poured down.

Quan Duomei still gave half of it to He Ercheng: "I'm fine at home, I haven't had a drink yet."

Japan.

Quan Zhilong got off the plane and just wanted to go back to the hotel to take a shower, then lie down and listen to music. The arrangement was good and there was enough time, but when he told her to tidy up before going out, he only tidied up his own. Need to tidy up.

Mr. Smith's knock on the door still has lingering fears, so Quan Zhilong still kept some secrets about the itinerary, chose to catch the plane at night, and did not post this time's itinerary on the official website.

During this period of time, He Ercheng is not unemployed, but the manuscript has been approved, and the revision of the details has begun. This time, the work will not be posted online for netizens to see, but will be directly handed over to the publisher after the revision is completed. publishing.

Therefore, the company's suggestions and work arrangements must be arranged on the basis of her own works.

Quan Zhilong came out of the shower, rubbed her wet hair with a towel, and her hair was dripping with water, she was staring at the laptop screen intently, typing as fast as he was playing games, It's about to fly.

"It's so late, why don't you dry your hair first, and then write tomorrow, you still have filming tomorrow, and the schedule for the next few days, you can go wherever I go, because you have a job, so you can't Don't worry too much." Quan Zhilong said, afraid that she would find many reasons for herself not to go, "You don't come to Japan very often, so when I rest, I can take you out for a walk and then come back .”

"Hey~~ I still don't want to go, the teacher will look for me at any time, so I asked the teacher for leave during the filming, and I will write when I come back, otherwise it will be inconvenient to wear things, and I have to worry about losing the computer." He Er Cheng was talking, but the movement of his hands still didn't stop.

Quan Zhilong doesn't understand it very well, but her movements are very attractive, but the content on it is distracting to read. Why don't you buy a book and read it slowly when the book is published, and stroke your hair? Carefully wiped himself off with a dry towel.

"Let the agent look at things for you, and take the computer with you. If you have inspiration, you can just open it and write."

He Ercheng's hand suddenly paused, because the teacher gave some advice, and she had been thinking all afternoon, so she had a little inspiration on the plane. How much communication there is.

But when he heard the itinerary he said just now, he suddenly felt that his voice sounded a little tired.

The night is deep.

"I'm sorry, but the inspiration came suddenly, so..." He Ercheng apologized.

"You can write. It's just that your hair is a little wet and even your clothes are soaked. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" His mind was not on that, but he didn't want to disturb her sudden inspiration.

The energy to not allow her to drink in the morning is gone, although now he sounds more gentle.

He Ercheng closed the computer, "mua" out of the blue: "I'm sleepy, I'll write tomorrow, maybe I'll get more inspiration tomorrow after I sleep, I need to sort it out to see if there is any conflict."

"Then you have to dry your hair before going to bed, or you'll catch a cold, even though it's summer." The corner of his mouth wiped away his tiredness, and smiled.

He Ercheng got closer, hugged his neck, and looked at him carefully. He has thick eyebrows and thick bangs covering him. Because he has been together all the time, he didn't notice it. Compared with last year, he has lost a lot of weight this year.

She smiled brightly: "I'm suddenly looking forward to your album this time, is the MV out yet?"

He put the wet head scarf over her shoulders to avoid direct contact with the wet hair: "Not yet, there is only the sound source, there is not enough time, so I can only save some things." He still cares about the dampness pajamas, "I will change clothes later before going to bed."

"It should be very tiring to perform alone. Your voice can always comfort me, so when you hear my voice, will it be the same?"

"Maybe, if you don't always put your anger on me, I might feel more relaxed. I have to coax you besides work, and my brain is almost running out."

She kissed her lips fiercely, the color of her lips turned pale, and after she left, she smudged pink again: "Mr. Quan, how difficult am I to coax you, making you so troublesome?"

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth frivolously, and said seriously: "He Ercheng, I found you..."

He Ercheng smiled mischievously, kissed him again, and took his hand: "Go, help you dry your hair, go to bed early, and have important work tomorrow."

He tore off the towel from his shoulders and hugged him firmly with both hands.

He Ercheng struggled, and asked helplessly: "What are you doing, let me go."

Quan Zhilong wreaked havoc on the lips closest to her, sweetly covering the thin lips, and the struggling hand was crushed and couldn't move...

The author has something to say: Quan Zhilong: Anyway, you start first, kiss well first, and then dry your hair.