dear dreamer

Luo Hengqiu had a happy reunion dinner with Luo Qiong, Ji Ying, and Ji Ying's boyfriend.Luo Qiong doesn't think much else about Ji Ying's boyfriend.When her father died, he made a will and left most of the property to a couple of children. Not only did the women who followed him outside get nothing, even Ji Ying got only a small part of Huatian's shares and a apartment.

Ji Ying didn't care, because her small share made her qualifications to attend the shareholders' meeting doubted. As for the apartment, it was dispensable: she was financially independent, so she could buy a house and settle down by herself.

Therefore, Ji Ying has an extra person close to her, and there is no threat to Luo Qiong's interests.She doesn't really like this woman, but she doesn't hate her: after all, in the more than 20 years of her growing up, this woman has always faithfully played the role of mother.Not great, but at least qualified.Luo Qiong had resented Ji Ying and Luo Hengqiu, and this kind of resentment was difficult to completely disappear, but now it was insignificant except for making Luo Qiong tired.

Everyone at the dinner table toasted and talked about some cheerful topics.Ji Ying and Luo Qiong kept asking Luo Hengqiu about Deng Tingge's affairs. The more they asked, the more detailed they became, and Luo Hengqiu finally shut up and refused to say anything more.

"Bring it back so we can meet." Luo Qiong said, "Auntie and I haven't seen it yet."

"...you've seen it before." Luo Hengqiu couldn't help reminding her, "The last time he went to Huatian..."

"It's not counted." Luo Qiong is very good at dealing with this kind of problem, "How can it be counted? It's too informal."

Luo Hengqiu: "...how can it be considered formal?"

In the next half an hour, he realized that his mother, who was as tall and pure as a white lotus, was actually no different from Luo Qiong, who liked to put on airs.He held up his wine glass, looked at Ji Ying's boyfriend for a few moments, smiled understandingly, and let the two women chatter about the formal meeting, drinking and eating in silence.

Back to Deng Tingge's side, Luo Hengqiu really followed what he said and cooked a good meal for Deng Tingge.

Deng Tingge still didn't give up, and slipped to the kitchen to ask for help, helping Luo Hengqiu soon after.

"Brother..." Deng Tingge hugged him from behind, resting his head on his shoulder, "What perfume did you wear? It smells so good."

He sniffed Luo Hengqiu's neck.

"Extremely fresh!" Deng Tingge finished the appraisal.

Luo Hengqiu twitched his nose: "I just cut the onion, it smells like onion."

Still wanting to say something more, Deng Tingge turned around and kissed him.The two got bored in front of the chopping board for a while, and Deng Tingge said vaguely, "Do that first, then this, okay?"

He was immediately beaten back by Luo Hengqiu.

So Deng Tingge obediently washed the vegetables for him, set the dishes for him, and handed him the spatula and poured the oil very attentively.Luo Hengqiu put the lid on the pot, stewed the meat, turned around and saw Deng Tingge eating a bunch of grapes leaning against the refrigerator, and looked at him with a smile.

"You go out." Luo Hengqiu felt a headache, "It's so narrow, don't walk around."

Deng Tingge waved his fingers back and forth and said, happy.

Luo Hengqiu couldn't help but also smiled.

"Let's spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together next year." Deng Tingge said.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he went home and made another surprise attack. The lights were still on when he went upstairs, but when he knocked on the door, it was dark inside.

The corridor is also dark, and the voice control light is broken.Deng Tingge stood in the darkness where the inside and the outside were integrated, and heard the joyful and lively music faintly coming from the door, and the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala was being broadcast live.He stood outside the door for a while, said a few words, put all the things he had brought at the door, turned around and walked down.

He wanted to touch the cigarettes, but when he finished digging out his pockets, he remembered that Luo Hengqiu didn't let him smoke so much, and he had already started to control it.He stood downstairs, looked at the neat row of bicycles on the left, and at the neat row of electric cars on the right, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Deng Xiao and Pang Qiaoyun: Dad, Mom, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

As he was leaving he looked up to see the lights in the house were on again.Pang Qiaoyun stood by the window and waved at him slightly.Deng Tingge's nose was so sore that he kept sniffling while standing under a longan tree and mango tree that had lost all their fruits.

Luo Hengqiu heard him talking about this matter again, and hurriedly walked over to hug him: "Then let's live together."

Deng Tingge put his head on his shoulder again, called "senior brother" slowly, and hugged him tightly with a slight force in his hands.

The meat simmering in the pot gurgled, and he sniffled again. This time, he finally confirmed that Luo Hengqiu's body really smelled of green onions.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is another period of hectic life.Deng Tingge is on the set every day, and has to find time to go to variety shows.His fame is getting bigger and bigger, and he has a lot of fans in the weekly variety show, and there are more and more scenes.Many times he finished his work on the set at five or six in the afternoon. Although he was very hungry, he could only have a meal in Chang Huan's car. After getting off the car, he went to the airport to fly to record the show.

Chang Huan is also tired, but he is very happy, and the money keeps coming.She took the time to tell Deng Tingge that Mu Mu, the screenwriter of "Da Tang Jun Hua", wanted to see him.

Deng Tingge just swallowed a mouthful of Chao Niuhe, his mouth was full of oil, and he said vaguely: "See me? What do you see me for? I'm sure I can act?"

"It's close to ten." Chang Huan was in a very good mood, "Zhong Xing came out in person. Of course, I guess your Luo Boss may also have some... so what. But in the end it is your Yulan who will see the emperor This title and the popularity of the best explosion. I'm just not sure what role you are playing. This drama is a big deal, and there are many people competing for it."

"The script has been written?" Deng Tingge continued to eat, "Didn't you say you just confirmed it last time?"

"It doesn't seem to be finished, but the screenwriter said that he wants to meet some actors." Chang Huan said, "The producer respects her opinion very much, so I agreed. In fact, I have been in the industry for so long, and I have never heard of a screenwriter wanting to meet actors." .”

"Then what do you say after we meet? Tell me about the script or the story?" Deng Tingge took the last bite and threw the fast food box into the bag. "I don't even know what "Da Tang Jun Hua" is about."

Chang Huan shrugged: "Just chatting casually. The screenwriter seems to be a nice person, so it should be easy to talk to. She is a soft girl, a real soft girl, different from me."

Deng Tingge choked in his throat: "Ahem, sister Huan...you are very, very down-to-earth, and self-aware."

The business war series he is currently filming is called "Undercurrent", and he plays with a bunch of powerful old dramas every day, mentally, he seems to be overloaded with fitness every day, and he is gradually getting stronger when he is tired.

Chen Houshi, a veteran actor in his fifties who plays the boss who appreciates the wage earners at the newsstand, likes Deng Tingge very much, and whenever he is free, he will take him to talk about the past and the key points of filming.Those are all real dry goods, Deng Tinge can't wait to take out a pen and paper to record them.Chen Houshi's line skills are very solid. When Deng Tingge asked, he really has been on the stage of drama for several years.

"The drama at that time was different from what it is now." Chen Houshi showed disapproval of the new drama now. Deng Tingge enthusiastically asked him to go to the theater to watch the drama together, and Chen Houshi also enthusiastically agreed.But because the filming was too busy, Chen Houshi's roles were far more and more important than his male lead. Many times Deng Tingge retired after filming, and Chen Houshi continued to work.

Deng Tingge called him Mr. Chen because he admired and respected him from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Houshi is not familiar with the knowledge of economics. For this play, he wore glasses and took notes. He took economics courses in college for three months and consulted many people in his spare time. Now he is a very "scholar" in the crew.Deng Tingge felt that Yan Fei was a bit like him. The way they figured out how to enter the play was not only to get into the script, but also to become a character in the play as much as possible.After asking, I found out that Chen Houshi was the one who brought Yan Fei into the industry.

Deng Tinge himself squatted in various newsstands for more than ten days, observing the abbreviations of various newspapers and periodicals, watching how the stall owners display newspapers and magazines, buying a bottle of mineral water and chatting with the stall owner for several hours.He still feels far from enough.These are easy for him, because he himself lives in such a world, and his parents are ordinary people who have to plan carefully for every dime.What really stumped him was the status of the wage earners after their transformation.

Luo Hengqiu's secretary was already very familiar with him.At first, I thought that the legendary handsome guy was here to spy on the boss, but later I found out that this handsome guy was actually reading the information.He not only read the materials, but also carefully took notes. If he caught the boss, he would ask the boss for advice, and if he couldn't catch the boss, he would ask the manager or director.

So handsome, so down-to-earth, so good—the little secretary secretly biting her handkerchief every day: Why do you like men? !

Deng Tingge got to know him well in Huatian, and the staff at Luo Hengqiu's office would greet him when they saw him, and when he was reading in silence, someone would come over and ask him for his autograph.He was still drinking coffee and watching "Securities Analysis" that day, but he didn't notice that someone came over and the table was knocked.

He looked up and saw Kong Yu standing in front of him.

"Yo." Deng Tingge immediately thought of Hu Mu when he saw him now, and couldn't help laughing, "You are handsome today."

Kong Yu seemed to have just rushed over from another event, wearing a neat white suit with a small blue handkerchief folded on his chest.He looked at the book in Deng Ting's singer: "Learn to trade stocks? Do you have money? You won't lose money."

Deng Tingge narrowed his eyes.

Ever since he knew that he and Luo Hengqiu were together, Kong Yu's tone of voice to him was not polite at all. The humble and learned person in the crew of "The Great Wave" before seemed like a second personality that had been swallowed up.But Deng Tingge knew that Kong Yu was improving: Last year he was nominated for Best Supporting Actor in a certain film festival. Although he didn't win, it proved that his acting skills had been partially recognized.

Kong Yu sat beside him: "I'm here for a meeting. I'm so bored, I keep talking. Just tell my manager if you have something to say?"

Deng Tingge: "What will happen?"

"Brand or endorsement, I don't know, it's related to Huatian." He leaned into the soft leather without any manners, "everything is so annoying."

Deng Tingge nodded knowingly when he remembered that he was Huatian's brand spokesperson.

The two had nothing to talk about, and Deng Tingge was tired from reading the K-line chart, so he wanted to chat with Kong Yu for a while.After much deliberation, it seems that there is only one common topic.

"By the way, do you know that Hu Mu was injured while filming?" he said.

Kong Yu said he knew.

Deng Tingge: "Don't you greet me? Hu Mu likes... your drama, I admire you very much."

Kong Yu finally reacted, raised his head and looked at Deng Tingge suspiciously, and then tilted his head back after a while.

"He ignores me, what can I do."