Top Star Chasing Road

The second phase of "The Birth of an Actor" was recorded in City J, which is more than half of the motherland away from City C.

Although everyone uses the same Beijing timetable, the difference in weather and climate is not at 01:30.

The air in J city was dry, standing under the sun, Liang Yuma slid up to hold an umbrella, but Lu Ziyuan still felt like he was going to be scorched in less than two seconds.

Look around, the shade is under a distant building.

The trees on the side of the road are all small, and they can't play the role of shading the sun at all.

The umbrella held by Liang Yu felt useless at all, it was too small to cover the top but not the bottom.Lu Ziyuan stuck his left hand to the bottom of his trousers, moved slightly, then stopped, after a while, moved slightly again, and stopped again.

As an employee, Lu Ziyuan resisted the urge to lift his feet out of social class politeness.

When Qi Tiao got out of the car, he saw Lu Ziyuan standing beside the car. Although his face was expressionless, Qi Tiao could read a hint of impatience from his figure.

As a fan, idols have some obvious little habits, and he is still very clear.

For example, I don't like heat, don't like cold, don't like to pursue trends, don't like to eat irritating snacks, but I like spicy food.

I only found out about my liking for spicy food when I fed him recently.

Qi Tiao approached under Xiao Zhou's umbrella: "Mr. Lu, shall we go in together?"

"Let's go." Lu Ziyuan wanted to leave long ago.

The moment he entered the hotel, the cold air from the air conditioner rushed towards his face, Lu Ziyuan opened his hands slightly comfortably, feeling his whole body stretched.

Xiao Zhou took Liang Yu to check in, Lu Ziyuan was fine, Qi Tiao couldn't appear in front of the public, the receptionist waiting at the door led them to the VIP elevator.

Qi Tiao's room was on the top floor, the presidential suite, and Lu Ziyuan was the next-level suite downstairs.

The program group of "The Birth of an Actor" does not allow guests to meet before the broadcast, so this store they booked is also a private itinerary.

Director Rong is very picky, and the hotel travel expenses will not be reimbursed, and all the expenses are the studio's money.

Liang Yu and Xiao Zhou's room was downstairs, they helped Lu Ziyuan pack up the salute and then went down.

Lu Ziyuan took off his shoes, stepped on the carpet with his bare feet, and threw himself onto the sofa.

"Doo~" Wechat message.

The phone was on the coffee table next to it, and Lu Ziyuan lay on the sofa and couldn't reach it.

The little mouth shrunk, squeezed it indiscriminately, and groaned.

"Beep~" The message sounded again, and Lu Ziyuan sighed reluctantly and stood up to pick it up.

It was a message from his fan: "Teacher Lu, there is a restaurant with C city cuisine nearby that is very delicious, do you want to try it?"

Lu Ziyuan: ...This fan really only knows how to drag himself to eat all day long.

The body that just slumped on the sofa didn't particularly want to move, Lu Ziyuan sent a message: "It seems inconvenient for you to go out, do you have takeaway?"

"There is a private kitchen here, and the dishes there are not bad." The reply from the other side was quick.

Lu Ziyuan replied: "Then let's cook in private."

Qi Tiao cheerfully went to order food.

During the period, I asked from time to time: "Mr. Lu, which dish do you want to eat?"

"Boiled fish?"

"Stir-fried eggplant?"

"Double Pepper Rabbit?"

This private kitchen has an official website, and there is a familiar logo and name in the cut-out picture - small kitchen.

Lu Ziyuan: ...All right.

He ordered two dishes he liked, and collapsed back on the sofa.

He wrote the logo of the small kitchen, and the name is also due to him.

Lu Ziyuan has been away from home for eight years. In order not to be found by his family, he has been hiding by deceiving himself. He doesn't even know how far the family's industry has developed.

But I don't know how the taste of the small kitchen in J City is. It would be great if it tasted the same as that of Mama Liu at home, Lu Ziyuan thought, and the corners of his mouth were about to drool.

Liu Ma is the cook in the family. She has stayed in the Lu family for more than ten years, and the taste of the food she cooks is a skill that everyone in their circle can't help but praise.

Lu Ziyuan hadn't eaten it for eight years, and now that he thought about it for a while, the glutton immediately hooked him.

When he was at home, he always had to exercise after eating and resting for a while, because he would always eat too much.

"Boom bang."

There was a knock on the door, Lu Ziyuan opened his closed eyes, and fell asleep greedily.He put on his slippers, behind the door was Qi Tiao from upstairs, carrying a delicate basket from the small kitchen, Lu Ziyuan opened the door to welcome him in.

"Ms. Lu, these are the rabbits and fish you like." Qi Tiao took out the vegetables in the small basket on the coffee table. They took it themselves, and this is ours."

Lu Ziyuan nodded. He remembered that there were no such dishes in the small kitchen before, and the dishes were basically the taste of the capital city.

When Qi Tiao sent it to him just now, he was a little puzzled in his heart, but now looking at the two dishes of C City, his heart slowly felt sour, and his nasal cavity was also a little stuffy: "Yeah."

"Their family has an event today, and they gave away a stewed pig's trotter." Qi Tiao took out a few more dishes from the basket, and brought out a stewed pig's trotter.

Finally, he took out two bottles of beer: "Mr. Lu, can you drink with me?"

Lu Ziyuan: "...I don't drink well." Although I love fans, I will not love them unconditionally.

Qi Tiao laughed: "I brought you lemon juice." He took out another bottle of drink from it.

It was the brand that Lu Ziyuan often drank.

"You seem very happy today?" Lu Ziyuan asked.

Qi Tiao nodded: "I'll tell you later."

Lu Ziyuan didn't ask in detail, the air was filled with the familiar scent that he remembered, he opened his eyes slightly, and the glutton was waiting to be fed in his stomach, although the smell was not as fragrant as Liu Ma's, but it was also quite effective.

Lu Ziyuan sniffled, sat down, and glanced at the trotter: "You're very lucky."

Qi Tiao followed his gaze and looked at the pig's trotters, and smiled: "Mr. Lu, you are lucky. I said I was going to that restaurant, but it was Mr. Lu who asked me to change to this one."

Lu Ziyuan smiled secretly: "...All right."

Might be right.

Lu Ziyuan picked up a chopstick and pig's trotter, the smell of nostalgia spread in his mouth, Lu Ziyuan's heart was surging, and an unknown tune came from outside, Lu Ziyuan followed on tiptoe.

While immersed in it, Qi Tiao opened a bottle of beer: "Mr. Lu, shall we have a sip?"

Lu Ziyuan glanced at it, took the lemon juice and unscrewed it: "Replace the wine with a drink."

The bottles of beer and drink collided in mid-air, and the two looked at each other and smiled, taking a sip from each other.

The tune outside was changed to a more intense one than the one just now. Qi Tiao spoke with a good mood, his high-spirited mood couldn't stop him: "Mr. Lu, the studio is planning to hold an idol selection contest recently, let's see?"

After this period of contact, Qi Tiao's speech was not as cautious as it was at the beginning, but Lu Ziyuan got used to it. Seeing Qi Tiao's undisguised joy, he swallowed what was in his mouth and said, "Okay."

Qi Tiao didn't just show him an outline, but directly sent him a complete plan: "Mr. Lu, I want to hear your opinion."

Lu Ziyuan clicked on it, and joked with a smile: "Are you asking me to work two jobs?"

Artists generally don't participate in decision-making matters, Lu Ziyuan pouted slightly: "You get two salaries."

Qi Tiao laughed and nodded: "OK."

Da Da pressed twice on the phone, Lu Ziyuan's phone beeped, picked it up and looked, Qi Tiao transferred him a sum of money, the amount was not small.

Lu Ziyuan accepted it unequivocally, and made an envious voice: "QL's salary is really good."

The corners of Qi Tiao's mouth remained undiminished, and after seeing Lu Ziyuan accepting his money, his eyes were a little hot.

After some exchanges, after eating and drinking, there was still some food left in front of him. When Lu Ziyuan first arrived, he found that there was a refrigerator in the room, so he packed up the leftovers and prepared to put them in the refrigerator.

Qi Tiao opened his eyes wide, a little surprised, then smiled slowly, and stepped forward to help him tidy up: "There is only a refrigerator and no kitchen here. If Mr. Lu has his next meal, he can ask the front desk to call a chef to come up. There is a mobile In the kitchen, the chef will come and heat it up for you."

Lu Ziyuan nodded, and put the stewed pig's trotters into the refrigerator.

"Mr. Lu is quite a housekeeper." Qi Tiao didn't expect this at first. After all, he could see that the clothes Mr. Lu was wearing were of good quality, and there were basically no brand logos, and many clothes were only worn for one season, and would be worn again later. Also out of sight.

In short, he does not seem to be a frugal person, but he did not expect that such a non-frugal person would actually keep leftovers.

Lu Ziyuan shook his head and muttered quietly: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips down the soil."

Qi Tiao smiled slightly and continued: "Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work."

The two are strangely harmonious.

After dinner, Qi Tiao had nothing to do, and Qi Tiao didn't want to leave. After receiving his salary, Lu Ziyuan carefully read the plan in front of him.

There are endless talent shows in the market, and big companies like China Capital are doing them. This summer, a large-scale talent show - "Summer Idol" will be launched soon. It is said that the investment is particularly large.

Qi Tiao's plan should not be underestimated. From it, Lu Ziyuan saw Qi Tiao's ambition to cultivate a group of new idols.

But he pointed to the above paragraph: "What is this?"

That paragraph is highlighted in the planning case: "Three QL Gold Awards, Golden Music, Golden Dance, and Golden Shadow."

Qi Tiao took a look at that paragraph, his expression was as serious as ever, but even more serious: "QL Golden Music Award, the highest award in this competition." He looked at Lu Ziyuan with burning eyes, and said in a firm and fiery tone: "This is just the first prize. The first step, I want to create an award that all musicians agree with, and create an era that belongs to QL! In the future, we will carry out the Golden Dance, Golden Film, and awards for various types of work!"

That was the future he had thought about for a long time, it was the gift he wanted to give back to Lu Ziyuan, and it was the confidence he wanted to follow Lu Ziyuan.

Lu Ziyuan sat up slightly, with his back propped up, and saw the ambition in this man's eyes.

His career has reached its peak, and in the future, at most, it will continue this glory.

Stars rose outside the window, and the lights twinkled and shone on the night of the city. Lu Ziyuan's heart was pounding, and he felt this man's ambition to leave his name in the history of the entertainment industry.

It was such an arduous journey, but the person in front of him, no matter what, was as determined as he was to rush into the entertainment industry.

The author has something to say: Lu Ziyuan: I am not worthy.

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