pretend crush

Meng Ziqin changed into the clothes that Zhou Qiu bought for him, and stood at the entrance of the hospital waiting for the car to come.

Most people passing by looked back at him.

Not because Mencius Qin is so handsome, but because he is conspicuously dressed.

Conspicuous is not because of good looks, but because of strangeness!

Who said that the new season's new products of big brands must be earth-shatteringly beautiful?No matter how beautiful the clothes are, there must be a decent collaborator, such as Zhou Qiu, absolutely not!

One sweater, one sweater cardigan, one short coat and one long windbreaker, one thin scarf and one thick scarf.

Meng Ziqin was tightly wrapped in this pile of clothes from head to toe, as if he didn't need money one by one, his originally thin figure looked a little swollen.

He tried his best to stand there without expression or movement.

After waiting for a while, the nanny car finally arrived. Meng Ziqin quickly got in, turned on his phone immediately, and posted angrily on Weibo with his trumpet.

Don't call me kiss: Mencius Qin is not such a soft person, he has never been afraid of Zhou Qiu!

Xiaozhou caught a glimpse of a Weibo interface and asked anxiously, "Brother Meng, what are you doing?"

Meng Ziqin had a thick scarf around his neck and a down-padded hat with only two eyes exposed. He glanced at him: "What are you worried about?"

Xiaozhou turned his head and did not speak.

Meng Ziqin looked down at his phone again: Your Weibo does not comply with Chaohua management standards, and it has been deleted.

Mencius:? ? ?

This year's fans are so hard to bring!

The hospital was a little far from the hotel. After sitting for more than ten minutes, the heater in the car came on. Meng Ziqin couldn't stand the heat, so he took off his clothes one by one, threw away his hat and scarf, and was about to take off his unbuttoned windbreaker He was stopped by a small boat.

"Ancestor, it's good for you to have a cold, put it on first."

"It's okay...Ah Choo!"

Meng Ziqin couldn't help sniffling, said "oh", and finally put on obediently.

The hotel is still the same hotel, but the room has been changed. Xiaozhou took Meng Ziqin's original room and led him to a higher floor.

"Actually, there's no need to change rooms." Meng Ziqin took the room card from Xiaozhou and swiped the door. "Well, it's still necessary."

In front of you is a suite, from the living room, dining room to the balcony, the decoration is comfortable, spacious and bright.

It's just that there are a few charging cables on the coffee table, and a small piece of cigarette butts in the ashtray, as if someone is living there.

Mencius asked, "Zhou Qiu also lives here?"

Xiaozhou pushed the suitcase and said as he walked, "Yes, brother Qiu arranged it."

Xiao Zhou, who has experienced many times, has become accustomed to the interaction between his artist and actor.

The suitcase rolled to the door of a room, and Xiao Zhou opened the door: "Brother Qiu means, save money."

Meng Ziqin: ...do you think I believe it?

Zhou Chou didn't come back for the rest of the afternoon, sitting on the balcony for fear of the wind, and Xiaozhou wouldn't let him out, so Meng Ziqin wandered around the room boredly by himself.

Handbook: How about chatting with me?

Meng Ziqin patted the pillow in his arms: OK, then tell me first, what other tasks do you have?

Manual: ...I suddenly have something to do, so I'm leaving first.

At night when it was almost dinner time, someone rang the doorbell, and Meng Ziqin lay on the sofa, and it was Xiaozhou who opened the door.

Years of professional habits, Xiaozhou will look at the cat's eyes first.

This time he watched it for a long time. As soon as Meng Ziqin asked, "What's the matter?", Xiao Zhou bent down to open the door, and said in a respectful voice that Meng Ziqin had never heard before, "Sister An."

It turned out that Liu An, Zhou Qiu's manager, was standing at the door, and Meng Ziqin straightened up and sat down.

Liu An is a well-known agent in the circle, with qualifications and skills, he has cultivated many hot characters successively.

And her way of appearing on the stage is much more ordinary than Meng Ziqin thought.

Xiao Zhou has already stretched out his hand, "Sister An, let me help you."

Liu An carried her pockets with both hands, which looked like various lunch boxes. The coat on her body was crumpled by the pockets, and there was only light makeup on her face.

"Let me in first."

Xiao Zhou turned sideways quickly, and Liu An came in with big bags and small bags, walked quickly to the dining table to put things, panted and said to Meng Ziqin, "Come and eat."

Meng Ziqin was stunned for a moment before he stood up, hooked his slippers on his feet several times, and walked over.

"These..." Mencius pointed to the dishes on the table.

"It's all bought by Zhou Qiu," Liu An sat down while opening the lunch box, "Eat."

Brochure: Whoa, millet porridge, steamed pork ribs, sliced ​​yam meat, fried carrots...so delicious.

Meng Ziqin: Can you still smell it?

Brochure: Imagine!Imagine...

Unfortunately, there is no sweet potato porridge.

Meng Ziqin sat down, took the chopsticks from Xiao Zhou, and Liu An pushed the porridge bowl in front of him.

"Zhou Qiu said that he was not here, and it was troublesome for you to get sweet potatoes, so I bought you millet porridge."

Meng Ziqin paused with the chopsticks in his hand and said "OK".

He was indeed a little hungry. Most of these dishes were bland, but they looked good in color and smelled delicious, which made Mencius twitch his index finger.

After eating for a while, Meng Ziqin realized that Liu An and Xiao Zhou had opened another lunch box and shared half the table with him.

Spicy rabbit head, boiled beef, tamales...

How on earth did you find these dishes abroad?

The porridge in my hand is suddenly not fragrant!

"That..." Meng Ziqin probed, he hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time, and the smell made him want to die.

"No, you're sick."

Although Liu An was all smiles when he said this, in Meng Ziqin's eyes, it was full of warning.

Sure enough, there are no simple people around Zhou Qiu!

Meng Ziqin had no choice but to bury his head and eat his own sick meal.

He just wants to get off this table now!

"Brother, don't eat so fast." Seeing Meng Ziqin gobbling, Xiao Zhou couldn't help reminding.

This is Liu An!Can we make a good impression?

Liu An took a sip of the soup, nodded pretendingly, but immediately took out her mobile phone under the table, and clicked on Zhou Qiu's V letter: Your little friend likes what you ordered very much.

Zhou Qiu left in the afternoon because there was a problem with the magazine he was shooting last time, and he only needed to make up a little bit, but it was delayed because the scene didn't handle it well.

He walked around restlessly outside the arena, and Zhao Chengshan, who followed him, didn't dare to show his air.

"Brother Qiu, do you want me to buy you a cup of coffee?" Zhao Chengshan asked cautiously.

Zhou Qiu said "hmm", and Zhao Chengshan was about to leave when the cell phone under his clothes rang.

Under normal working conditions, Zhou Qiu's cell phone would be handed over to Zhao Chengshan for safekeeping.

Zhao Chengshan quickly handed him his mobile phone.

After Zhou Qiu took it, he only glanced at it, and the expression on his face instantly changed from cloudy to clear.

Zhou Qiu: "No more coffee."

Zhao Chengshan: "Ah...ah?"

Zhou Qiu raised his foot and walked towards the field manager, and asked him, "Where is the stool? Bring one and I'll sit on it for a while."

Mencius finished his meal in a few strokes and was wiping his mouth when the manual suddenly said: "Qinqin, let's issue a mission."

Meng Ziqin stood up while listening.

Handbook: Learn about Zhou Qiu's routine, the time limit is 15 hours.

Meng Ziqin fell back into his chair.

Both Liu An and Xiao Zhou looked up at him.

Meng Ziqin forced a smile: "I'm a little supportive."

Who knows Zhou Qiu's work and rest better than his manager and assistant?

Meng Ziqin took a quick look at Xiao Zhou, and made up his mind: "I don't think I've been sleeping well recently, so Xiao Zhou can help me find some medicine to help me sleep."

Xiaozhou suspected that Meng Ziqin was lying with his eyes open: he went to bed earlier at night than anyone else, and still couldn't wake up every day. Do you call this a sleep problem?

"Hmm, Brother Meng, I think you slept quite well..."

"It's not good. I've been under a lot of pressure recently." Meng Ziqin interrupted Xiao Zhou's words and looked straight at him.

Meng Ziqin: Think it over before you speak!

Xiaozhou: "Oh, oh oh, ok ok."

"If you don't sleep well, you can take diet therapy first."

As soon as Liu An spoke, Meng Ziqin immediately felt hopeful.

"For example, you can eat some dried fruit first," Liu An said, and took out several boxes from which pocket he brought in just now, "almonds, walnuts and the like."

Meng Ziqin nodded expectantly.

Is it time to arrive? Is it time to arrive?Tell me about Zhou Qiu's sleeping situation!

"Also, eat more fruit."

"For example, kiwi." Liu An touched another kiwi and handed it to Xiao Zhou, "help him open it."

And then?

"If it's a period of poor sleep, it may be due to the recent stress problem. Are you a little stressed at work?" Liu An looked at Meng Ziqin gently, "If you really feel anxious, you can contact your manager and discuss it appropriately. Work less."

Meng Ziqin: Yes, so how is Zhou Qiu's work recently?

Liu An continued: "I've also heard about your itinerary from Xiao Ning. It shouldn't be too busy. Is there any trouble in other areas?"

Handbook: This sister knows you well.

Meng Ziqin: ...I can see it.

Liu An moved closer to him: "Is it about feelings..."

"It suddenly occurred to me! That shouldn't count as insomnia," Mencius waved his hand and looked away, "That's right."

Liu An smiled: "If you have something on your mind, you can communicate more with Zhou Qiu."

"Okay, Miss An." Meng Ziqin agreed, and hurried away.

As expected of a manager in the entertainment industry, he can effectively prevent even unknown risks.

After the meal, Liu An brought a plate of fruit to Meng Ziqin, and sat on the sofa with him.

Brochure: Ask Quickly!

"Sister An," Meng Ziqin stuffed a piece of kiwi into his mouth, "Zhou Qiu him..."

Hearing Zhou Qiu's name, Liu An opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Ziqin.

What... what's wrong?

"It's okay, I just..."

Liu An quickly explained: "He went to deal with work matters this afternoon."

Meng Ziqin suddenly became happy, and asked: Manual, does this count as work and rest?

Seeing Mencius smiling, Liu An screamed inwardly, and quickly sent a message to Zhou Qiu while holding the phone: Xiaoqin wants you back!

She restrained her expression and said, "Zhou Qiu has a dinner appointment with a director in the evening, and the time of his return is uncertain, so you don't have to wait for him."

Manual: Of course it doesn't count.

The corners of Meng Ziqin's mouth collapsed suddenly.

Liu An:! ! !

"Why don't I tell Zhou Qiu now, try to let him come back as soon as possible?"

Meng Ziqin shook his head, "He just needs to work, so why not care about me."

Liu An: Take a look, this kind of self-defeating words are all spoken!

Willow needs to be well: I told Xiaoqin that you have a dinner tonight and the time when you will come back is uncertain, he got angry!

A few minutes later, Meng Ziqin answered a call from Zhou Qiu.

"I have to have dinner with the producer tonight, so I can't refuse."

Zhou Qiu's voice was soft and soft.

Handbook: So pampered!Please forgive him!

Subconsciously, Meng Ziqin wanted to ask what was wrong with me, and suddenly thought of a way to complete this task, and said a little happily, "It's okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

作者有话要说：周仇：宝贝好乖，我人傻了感谢在2020-11-2520:32:05~2020-11-2619:30:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Mu Yiyi 11 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!