It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Yu Qiu firmly rejected Shen Mingdeng.

He just wants to be alone now.

Shen Mingdeng obviously guessed the answer, didn't insist, and left the Yu's villa straight away.

The Yu family villa has also been remodeled. Yu Qiu turned the wheelchair and reached the second floor with the help of the elevator.

There is an embroidery workshop on the second floor. Outside the window of the workshop is the garden of the villa. The weeds in the garden have been cleared, and the flowers have not been planted yet, so it is bare.

Yu Qiu sat by the window and watched for a while before walking to the old embroidery frame.

It was used by his mother during her lifetime.

The memory of her childhood was gradually blurred. When Yu Qiu poked the needle and thread into the embroidery ground, the hand felt very dull.His hands seemed to be rusted, slowly leaving messy stitches on the white embroidery floor, and he couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Yu Qiu was not in a hurry.

As more and more embroidery threads fell on the embroidery floor, his movements became more skillful and natural, as if he had recovered his childhood memories, and his mother's strict teachings were still in his ears.

He sat in front of the embroidery frame for a long time.

It wasn't until the alarm rang that I woke up from the embroidery.

In the past, he hated embroidery because of his mother's strictness and coercion, but now he wants to use embroidery to prove that he is not a waste.

But oddly enough, he wasn't repelled.

The mystery of being immersed in embroidery just now is also real, and he found the long-lost peace from embroidery.In front of his eyes is only this embroidery stretcher, only the rubbing sound of the needle and thread as it shuttles across the embroidery floor, other than that, there is nothing else.

He reluctantly left the embroidery room and came to the kitchen.

Since you want to live alone, you have to learn how to fire.He had never cooked before, and his first attempt at cooking came after he became disabled.

Yu Qiu's learning ability is good. According to the videos and recipes on the Internet, he hurriedly cooked two home-cooked dishes. Although the appearance is not very good, the taste is still good.

It's like the kitchen is at war.

He also used the money he had saved over the years to hire a professional masseur to come to him every day to give him massages.

Yu Qiu lived a solitary life leisurely, practicing cooking and embroidery every day for a week.

Something needs to be done.

With a calm mind, he logged on to WeChat, first sent a message to his agent agreeing to terminate the contract, and then opened Weibo, and found that the number of fans on Weibo had increased a bit compared to before.

strangeness.

Suddenly a call came in, it was his former assistant.

"Brother Yu! Do you really want to terminate the contract?!" The assistant expressed concern in anxiety.

After Yu Qiu's accident, the Shen family stepped forward strongly and blocked all the news media's interviews for him, and even his agents couldn't get in touch with him.

Many people don't know exactly how Yu Qiu's injury is.

Yu Qiu asked lightly: "What's wrong?"

"You didn't show up for three months, everyone thought you... Are you okay? Are you really going to terminate the contract?"

"It's the company that wants to terminate the contract with me." The agent really didn't know the specific situation, but the company's senior management always had some information channels, so it wasn't difficult to find out about Yu Qiu's current situation.

Knowing that Yu Qiu has become a useless person, the company will of course terminate the contract.

Even if Yu Qiu is a hero who saves people, what does it matter to the company?

The assistant has been with Yu Qiu for four years and has a deep relationship with him. He couldn't help but choked up and said, "What about the fan group? Are they going to disband? There are still many people waiting for you to come back."

Yu Qiu's heart moved slightly, and he said, "Didn't more than half of Weibo fans leave?"

Is there really someone waiting for him?

The assistant thought that he had just woken up from a serious illness, and he didn't know that it was normal, so he sighed: "It's all the fault of Chen Luan. After the video of you being injured and admitted to the hospital spread, the media couldn't find out the specific news, and you didn't show up for so long. , Many fans couldn't bear it, and suddenly one day, many marketing accounts followed suit and reposted an article."

Having said this, he stopped.

"What article?" Yu Qiu took a sip of tea calmly, "Tell me."

"It lists your behaviors of using your backing to wantonly grab resources and bully other artists over the past few years."

Yu Qiu: "..."

He chuckled and asked: "Would it be said that I stepped on him because I was of the same type as him?"

"Yes." The assistant said indignantly, "Not only him, but also many other artists, including...Meng Pingjiang."

It's no secret in the entertainment industry that Yu Qiu and Meng Pingjiang don't get along.

Both of them are the most dazzling stars in the same period. The competition for resources is fierce, and the relationship cannot be good. It is common for fans to step on each other.

The assistant has been with Yu Qiu for so long, so he naturally knows that Yu Qiu doesn't like Meng Pingjiang.

But their Brother Yu always "grabs" resources by relying on his strength, and never uses any conspiracy.

Grab it above board.

Those marketing accounts were instigated by Chen Luan to talk nonsense, and so many stars who had been "robbed" of their resources were involved in it, which naturally aroused the intense fire from other fans.

Yu Qiu's fans couldn't bear it at all, and since the owner hadn't shown up, they had no choice but to cancel.

The one who benefited the most was Chen Luan.

She abused a wave of fans and was of the same type as Yu Qiu, attracting many fans and traffic.

Yu Qiu finally figured out the whole story.

But now he doesn't care about those things in the entertainment industry.

"However, there is one strange thing," the assistant said in a subtle tone, "No one else made a sound, only Meng Pingjiang..."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you watch it for yourself, Brother Yu." The assistant said anxiously, "Someone called me, I have to go to work, let's talk later!"

The phone hangs up.

Yu Qiu was a little curious, so he logged on to Weibo, clicked on Meng Pingjiang's homepage, searched, and saw Meng Pingjiang's response.

[Meng Pingjiang V: Yu Qiu is more suitable for the role than me, and it has nothing to do with others. 】

Below the blog post is the forwarded article.

Among the crowd of people who have fallen into trouble, Meng Pingjiang's words are very different.

But obviously, Meng Pingjiang's voice alone didn't have much effect. Yu Qiu's reputation of being arrogant and domineering still persisted, and under the manipulation of capital, it intensified.

A few days later, Meng Pingjiang spoke up again, saying, "A person who can sacrifice himself to save others is really the villain you call?Don't be blinded by malice, and don't chill the hearts of heroes. 】

Who would have thought that under such circumstances, as Yu Qiu's former competitor, Meng Pingjiang would continue to speak out for Yu Qiu and call him a hero? !

Even Yu Qiu, the righteous master, didn't expect it.

But the power of capital is to be able to turn black and white. What many people care about is not whether they are heroes or not, but whether they have residual value.

Just when Chen Luan and the others were about to make a new move, a lawsuit directly brought him and the people behind him to court, and none of those marketing accounts were dropped.

At the end of Chen Luan's star journey, the title of the marketing account, the fine of the fine, the backer behind it is also everyone shouting, the building will collapse.

Yu Qiu carefully understood what happened, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

He saw the shadow of the Shen family inside.

Aunt Xiang and Uncle Shen basically don't have any contact with the entertainment industry, and they don't understand these things on the Internet, so there is only one person left to make a move.

Shen Mingdeng...

The doorbell was rang suddenly, waking Yu Qiu awake.

He raised his head and saw the man on the cat's eye monitor.

Handsome as ever.

The 29-year-old Shen Mingdeng has a depth and stability far beyond those of his peers. Yu Qiu has heard praises for him from others more than once, and he has also heard more than once cases of failed attempts by insiders to hook up with him.

In the eyes of his former "colleagues", Shen Mingdeng was quite difficult to deal with. They even suspected that he had a cold personality or some kind of dysfunction.

Yu Qiu privately thought that this suspicion was not unreasonable.

He opens the door.

Shen Mingdeng stood outside the door, tall and long-legged, while Yu Qiu was sitting in a wheelchair, his gaze passing over a certain part of him without leaving a trace.

A little sympathy.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Shen Mingdeng's gaze behind the lens was calm and deep. He lifted the thermos bucket in his hand, "Visiting neighbors. This is the soup made by my aunt at home. It is the taste you like."

Yu Qiu:? ? ?

Neighbor?Did he hear correctly?

Shen Mingdeng managed to arouse his curiosity, but he didn't explain, he just asked, "Can I go in?"

Yu Qiu frowned.

Based on his understanding of Shen Mingdeng, this kind of behavior of visiting neighbors to give nutritious soup does not seem like what he can do, and it is particularly against harmony.

Aunt Xiang probably asked him to come.

Yu Qiu didn't want to disappoint Aunt Xiang's kindness, so she moved the wheelchair and let him in sideways.

The soup was delicious. Yu Qiu had only learned to cook for a week, and he couldn't make such a delicious soup. He planned to just drink one bowl, but he couldn't help but drink two bowls.

The belly is full.

After delivering the soup, Shen Mingdeng didn't say much, and when Yu Qiu finished drinking, he left with the thermos bucket.

After the door was closed, Yu Qiu secretly hid behind the window and watched Shen Mingdeng's back. Unfortunately, his vision was blocked and he couldn't see where Shen Mingdeng had gone.

They won't really be neighbors, will they?

Forget it, don't think about it.

Yu Qiu still focused on embroidery.

After many days of practice, his skills became more and more proficient, and he regained little by little the embroidery stitches he learned in childhood. When he successfully embroidered a complete embroidery with almost no flaws, he finally had the confidence Make a decision.

He issued a statement on Weibo to withdraw from the circle.

After four months, I will bid farewell when I return.

Afterwards, the company's official blog forwarded the statement and stated that the contract had been terminated.

Meng Pingjiang also reposted Weibo: [Best regards. 】

Yu Qiu replied to him for the first time: [I also wish you a bright future. 】

Then exit Weibo, uninstall the software, and bid farewell to the past.

His world is only embroidery.

And Shen Mingdeng who knocked on the door every now and then to deliver soup.

The cold winter is gone, and the bright spring is revived.

After Yu Qiu finished embroidering a piece of work, she rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, and checked the time. The masseur should be here.

He controlled the wheelchair and went downstairs when the doorbell rang.

When the door opened, Yu Qiu couldn't help raising his brows, why did Shen Mingdeng do this?Isn't it time to deliver soup at dusk?

And it was delivered just yesterday.

After the two came in, Yu Qiu sat on the massage table with his arms propped up, and looked up at Shen Mingdeng. The sun fell on his pale and thin face, adding a bit of spring brilliance.

"How did you come?"

Shen Mingdeng didn't speak, but sat in front of the bed instead of the masseur.

"What do you mean?" Yu Qiu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The masseur smiled very delicately: "Mr. Shen has been studying in our training class for several months. He learns quickly and has mastered all the techniques."

Yu Qiu: "...so?"

"In a situation like Mr. Yu's, there is no harm in getting more massages." The masseuse said, "I can only come here once a day, and Mr. Shen can massage you for the rest of the time."

Yu Qiu: "..."

He looked at Shen Mingdeng with puzzlement and confusion in his eyes. He even wondered if Shen Mingdeng just used him as a training tool on a whim?

However, Mr. Shen, who only cares about his career, would really waste his energy doing these boring things for no reason?

Could it be Xiang Yi's order again?

Yu Qiu couldn't figure it out, so he simply leaned back, "Then try Mr. Shen's skills."

The dignified Mr. Shen personally gave him a massage, what else could he choose?

Let's see how long this guy can last.