pretend crush

The next day, everyone packed up their things and took their nanny cars to the airport.

Xiaozhou asked the driver to park the car early, and saw Meng Ziqin coming out with the suitcase from a distance, and waved to him excitedly.

Mencius Qin raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhou, then turned and went in another direction.

Xiaozhou: "..."

Although I knew that you should have come out with Brother Qiu, I didn't expect you to abandon me so directly.

He saw Meng Ziqin follow Zhou Qiu into the nanny car parked at the other end, and then the phone rang.

"Xiaozhou, you go first, see you at the airport."

"Okay." Xiaozhou hung up the phone with self-knowledge and got into the car. He poked his head out from the back seat to the front seat, and said to the driver, "Go, follow the car in front!"

"Okay!" The driver flicked his tail and chased after him.

Zhou Qiu pulled Meng Ziqin into the car and asked him, "Is there any work after you go back?"

"I need to screen a few scripts and see if I can do anything next." Meng Ziqin yawned. He was a little sleepy in the morning.

"Don't watch," Zhou Qiu squeezed Meng Ziqin's hand, looked at him and said, "Come and act with me, okay?"

Meng Ziqin suspected that he hadn't woken up, and heard it wrong.

"Act with you... what?"

The production team behind Zhou Qiu's script is one of the best. He is transparent, has no qualifications and resources, and the director can see it?

"Xu Yuanchuan's, I'll ask Liu An to show you the script later, you should prepare and come over to audition another day."

After Zhou Qiu finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing when he saw his dazed look, "Why are you so stupid?"

Meng Ziqin shook his head, frowned and confirmed with him: "Can I really?"

"Don't worry, if you can't do it, I won't keep you, fair and just, okay?" After Zhou Qiu explained, Meng Ziqin thought for a while.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qiu scratched his nose, and with an expression of understanding, he approached Meng Ziqin and asked, "Oh, you want me to be biased, right?"

Meng Ziqin muttered while pushing him away: "What the hell."

Zhou Qiu: "Then promise?"

"I agree." Mencius nodded, put the hood of his coat on his head, and leaned against the car window with his hands folded, ignoring Zhou Qiu.

In order to ensure the smooth shooting of the program, the program team has always kept the guests from disclosing their itineraries, and the airport is also very clean.

Zhou Qiu and Meng Ziqin were seated next to each other, so when Xiaozhou chased him to the airport, he just said hello to Brother Meng.

After getting off the plane, Zhou Qiu said that the company still had something to do, so he didn't send Meng Ziqin home.

Xiaozhou saw that Mencius Qin was also very tired, so he didn't disturb him to rest.

After Meng Ziqin came home, he simply cleaned himself up and fell asleep on the bed. When he woke up, he lay on the bed and brushed his weibo.

Handbook: Do you think you have a good time these days?

Mencius slid his finger on the screen: Have you been brainwashed by Director Zhang?

manual:……

Manual: Then I'll just say it straight, there's a quest here for you to do.

Mencius stretched calmly: Why are you being polite to me?

Manual: ...Yes, I shouldn't be rude to you.

Manual: Within 10 minutes, post an ambiguous dynamic on your social software.

Handbook thought that Meng Ziqin would react greatly, but he didn't seem worried at all.

Handbook: Are you not afraid of death this time?

Meng Ziqin snorted: Do you think the dead are still afraid of death?

manual:……

In fact, the real reason is that the variety show Travel Love requires guests to maintain a relationship as a couple during the show, including the period when there is no filming. Of course, the best way to interact is weibo.

So this task is considered cheap for Meng Ziqin.

Meng Ziqin lay on the bed and asked the manual: Do you have any recommended sentences?

Manual: ...no cheating.

Meng Ziqin held his phone up in the air, clicked on Weibo, and accessed the tuba.

Ok……

It's been a lot of fun with Brother Qiu these days...

Manual: So old-fashioned, it doesn't meet your quest requirements at all.

Meng Ziqin deleted it, and cut it out to search directly: Say something to the person who is ambiguous.

I am in good health and can carry rice bags and gas tanks, but I can't bear missing you.

Are you blind?Hit my heart.

Can you wash something for me?like me.

Meng Ziqin: ...

Isn't this an earthy love story? !

Meng Ziqin clicked on the search box again, and the association that popped up in it was: use a poem to announce the relationship.

Meng Ziqin clicked in while explaining: This, this is not bad.

Handbook: Did you think I went blind when you guys kissed.

Mencius: What did you just say?Is your internet broken? I can't hear you.

Manual: The mission just now has been cancelled.

Mencius:? !

Meng Ziqin: Can your mission be cancelled?

Manual: Nothing, it was just used to test whether my network is working or not, it seems to be working fine.

Meng Ziqin: ...I really want to beat you every day.

The tone of the manual is weak: that's it, it doesn't violate peace at all to send it out.

Mencius rolled his eyes: cut!

A few minutes later, the phone on Zhou Qiu's desk vibrated slightly.

The employee who was making a work report stopped for a second, and saw the boss turned his head to look at the phone, and gave him a gesture to continue.

"The plan we made here is..."

Zhou Qiu's cell phone rang again, this time the notification tone was different.

The employee was about to continue talking, but Zhou Qiu raised his hand to stop.

A conference room fell silent, and Zhou Qiu turned on his mobile phone under the gaze of everyone.

Zhou Qiu:! ! !

Everyone saw their boss bowed his head in silence for a few seconds, put down his phone and announced the dissolution of the meeting.

Everyone was puzzled, but the boss was the biggest, so they all stood up and left one by one.

Liu An leaned against the doorway and looked at Zhou Qiu with a smile: "Hey, you can't find God now?"

Zhou Qiu also smiled, and said helplessly, "Yes, I can't find it."

Liu An didn't make fun of him, turned around and left.

Zhou Qiu was the only one left in the meeting room.

What kind of meeting is there?

Zhou Qiu couldn't listen to anything.

It was Zhou Qiu who set a special notification tone for Mencius Qin's weibo just now, as long as he sends a weibo, it will ring.

Even though he knew that Meng Ziqin was supposed to be responding to the request of the program group, Zhou Qiu couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

Meng Ziqin's weibo is:

I want to watch

IQIYI

Do you have a membership?

@周刘v

Zhou Qiu calmed down after drinking the coffee in hand. When he picked up his phone and was about to reply him, Zhang Jiayi sent him a v-mail: Brother Qiu, please interact with your partner as much as possible when you are not shooting.

It was Zhang Che's request for Zhang Jiayi to send this V letter. Originally, Zhang Che wanted to tell them one by one to remember to interact, but now it was a good thing, and Meng Ziqin took the lead.

When Zhang Jiayi got Zhang Che's request, his heart was broken.

You want me to meddle in the matter of the young couple?

Zhang Che just said calmly, "Hey, you are all young people. Young people just need to be more efficient."

no way.

Migrant workers, migrant workers, and migrant workers are all subordinates.

So it was really requested by the program team?

Zhou Qiu's heart turned cold, and he rubbed his hands on the screen, thinking about how to face Meng Ziqin.

Although Meng Ziqin's liking for him has been obvious before, but there is still a big gap between whether to say it or not.

They kissed.

Ok.

This is also an in-depth exchange.

So it shouldn't be too urgent for him to tell Qinqin that I like you now?

How do you want to confess?

After thinking about it, the actor's face became serious.

Send flowers?

Really vulgar.

candlelight dinner?

A bit earthy.

Send a Gift?

It is necessary, but it needs to be well planned.

Zhou Qiu put one hand on the table, and his fingertips touched the wooden table rhythmically, making muffled sounds.

After a few minutes, the phone rang again.

Zhang Jiayi: Before we all came to remember to remind, Brother Meng had already done it himself.

Zhou Qiu stunned to read these twenty characters or so several times.

Zhou Qiu: Did Qinqin post it himself?

Zhang Jiayi: Yes.

Zhou Qiu stood up suddenly, and the chair with pulleys was pushed far away.

He hurried out, and happened to meet Zhao Chengshan when passing by the front desk.

"Do you have the car keys?"

Zhao Chengshan was frightened by his eager tone, quickly took it out of his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qiu, and asked while following him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you go back first."

Zhao Chengshan saw Zhou Qiu standing in the elevator, and the elevator door closed.

Zhou Qiu had been calling Meng Ziqin since he got in the car, but no one answered.

No matter where the road to Mencius Qin's house started, Zhou Qiu was very familiar with it.

He was rarely so impulsive. He didn't know where Meng Ziqin was or what he was going to do, but he was already driving at high speed on the road.

In fact, Meng Ziqin did not receive the call because he went to take a shower and chatted with the handbook by the way.

Meng Ziqin: How many customer service staff do you have?

Manual: ... customer service?

Meng Ziqin leaned closer to the mirror to look at his perfect face, and stroked his eyebrows: Well, it looks good.

manual:……

Meng Ziqin: Oh, customer service means, like you, I think it is closer to customer service.

Manual: I don't know that.

Meng Ziqin: Then where did your tasks come from?You don't have a boss or something?

Handbook: Everyday...it comes.

Meng Ziqin: I thought you were a worker, but I didn't expect you to be.

manual:……

Manual: I heard a car outside your house.

Meng Ziqin's hand that was still stroking his face suddenly froze. Those who could park outside were either going to their house or Zhou Chou's house.

Meng Ziqin: Are you sure?

Handbook: When you ask this question, I am suddenly not sure.

In fact, the manual read correctly, the car parked at the door belonged to Zhou Qiu.

He rushed from the company for more than 40 minutes, and finally regretted it at the door.

He sat in the car and opened all the windows, lit a cigarette and held it in his left hand, and stretched his forearm outside through the window.

A white puff of smoke rose from a point of spark, and was blown sideways by the cold wind.

Zhou Qiu thought, just wait until Qinqin has a cigarette.

Meng Ziqin came out of the bathroom. The room was well heated. He turned around and threw himself into the soft bed.

Handbook: Remember there is a good night mission tonight.

Mencius handpicked it into the V letter and sent Zhou Qiu a good night message.

The cigarette in his hand had just been burned out, and the screen in the car lit up. Zhou Qiu opened it casually and saw that it was Meng Ziqin's fixed good night every day.

He spent a few minutes on his phone, fired up the car and left.

The headlights disappeared into the night, and a weibo post by Zhou Qiu just climbed into the trending search, right on top of Meng Ziqin's.

Zhou Qiuv: When you smile, it is my good weather.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if there is any special reminder for wb

then take it as it is

Also, the copy written by Qinqin came from the Internet, not my own idea.

Zhou Qiu calmly turned on the phone: Well, Qinqin sent another WB, what kind of advertisement is this time?

Zhou Qiu: (Grandpa on the subway looks at his phone.jpg)