I was loved by my idol

"Cace"

Hearing this voice and this address, Qin Ce froze in place, and took three seconds to react before turning around with difficulty: "Mom..."

He Chunian was also stunned when he called his mother, what did this do to his son, and he met his parents?

Turning around, I saw a woman of indeterminate age standing not far away. Compared with her external appearance, what was more attractive was the powerful aura emanating from her body.

A long, neatly cut dark red aunt, wearing a black evening dress and embellished with a low-key and unobtrusive pearl necklace, is still intimidating even though she is smiling.

"Why are you here?" Mother Qin stepped on her stiletto high heels, took two steps forward, and stopped in front of the two of them.

Qin Ce felt that his weak and domineering president's aura disappeared completely, shrunk his shoulders slightly and replied obediently: "The finale banquet of "Drunken Flower Yin" is in the banquet hall here, and I just sent the director back. It's the hero of the movie, He Chunian."

Qin Ce's hand that was stretched out towards He Chunian trembled slightly, somehow feeling a little nervous about bringing his girlfriend to meet his parents.

"Hello, Auntie." He Chunian subconsciously stood up straighter and said hello.

Qin's mother looked him up and down, showing a bland smile of unknown meaning, and nodded to He Chunian as a greeting.Turning his head and continuing to ask Qin Ce: "Is it over?"

"Well, it's over at nine o'clock"

"It's almost there, let's go together."

"No..." Qin Ce was struggling with how to decline his mother's call to go home with him, when he saw a young girl walking quickly from the front.

In a pale pink suit, with slightly curly hair casually draped over her shoulders, she is holding a limited-edition clutch bag from a certain famous brand. The diamonds on her fingers and wrists are shining, her appearance is sweet and precious.

"President Qin, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Mr. Qin here is naturally not called Qin Ce.

Qin's mother turned her head to see her with a slight smile, stretched out her hand to hold the girl's hand and said to Qin Ce, "I just met here, this is your youngest daughter from Uncle Zhang's family, Pingping, you met when you were young, remember ?"

"Ping... Ping...?" Qin Ce tilted his head, but couldn't think of which Pingping this Pingping was.

The girl is generous, as if she was a childhood friend: "It's Brother Ce, I remember, I met him at my grandfather's villa when I was young, long time no see."

"Okay... long time no see"

Qin's mother nodded in satisfaction, holding the girl with one hand and her son with the other: "Let's go, let's catch up on the old days in the car."

"But..." Qin Ce wanted to say, but I still made an appointment with He Chunian for a midnight snack, I can't just be dragged away like this! ! !

He looked at He Chunian for help, and roared with his soul, save me!

Qin's mother could see clearly in the middle, she let go of Qin Ce's hand understandingly and asked, "Are you going to see him off? It's okay, you can ride with me and let Lao Wang take him off." Cell phone call.

"Auntie, no need, I can go back by myself"

Qin Ce wanted to cry, but was dragged by his mother every step of the way.On the one hand, he would not dare to disobey his mother by borrowing his eight guts; I have to bear so much.

With a smile on his face, He Chunian waved his mobile phone at him, motioning for him to contact him by mobile phone.

Seeing Qin Ce walk out of the gate, get into the car and drive away, it feels a bit lonely standing alone in the lobby.He lowered his head and couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly.

In the car, Qin Ce was sitting on pins and needles, with his smirking mother on one side and the smirking girl on the other. He sat in the middle, neither smiling nor not smiling.

"Pingping just came back from France this year. After studying drama for a few years, I heard that she still practiced in a theater for a while? I'm half a colleague with you."

"Really? Brother Ce is also working on a play recently?" The girl was generous, calling each brother Ce intimately.

"I just made a movie, and I'm doing a variety show recently."

"Brother Na Ce is mainly doing things in front of the screen. I majored in French literature and minored in drama. After returning to China, I want to do theater. There are few domestic theaters and not many repertoires, especially musicals. There is no shortage of professional and excellent talents, but no one is willing to devote themselves to developing it.”

"Oh, that's not bad." Qin Ce didn't come from a major, so he might not know much about this kind of drama and film. After all, he is just a businessman, and he is good at speaking and business, but he is not good enough to discuss literature and art.

He bent an embarrassing arc. At first he heard that he was in the same industry, and he wondered if it was a job bureau?It turned out that it was still a blind date while chatting.

Qin Ce was nearly 30 years old and was at the peak of marriage urging. Qin's mother was busy arranging big and small blind dates, but unfortunately they all ended without a problem.He is really not interested in having a girlfriend, and of course neither is a boyfriend.

I am busy chasing stars every day, how can I have time to fall in love, isn't idols popular, isn't it enough to have idols!

"Brother Ce, why do you want to be on the screen?"

Why?In order to support idols, why else?Is it possible that it has become a literary and artistic construction?

"I'm a businessman, and I don't know much about art. The entertainment industry is at its peak, and it's trending towards diversification. At this time, it's a good time to enter. I just encountered an opportunity and invested in movies, so I started expand the Group’s business in this area.”

The little girl seemed to be bluffed by his nonsense, and she really asked sincerely: "What about the offline theater? What do you think of Brother Ce? When I first came in, I always felt that I had no direction and was at a loss."

Offline theater?Qin Ce's impression of offline theaters is that the lights are so sleepy.

When I was young, I would be taken to attend premieres, reruns, classic repertoires, concerts, recitals, etc. In short, I felt bored and couldn’t understand, and often fell asleep halfway through watching.

Not much to go after that.

He pretended to be Chen Si and asked, "Why do you want to be a theater?"

"I like the atmosphere of the theater, the sense of distance between the actors and the audience, and... the uniqueness that cannot be reproduced once."

"I believe this is also the reason for most people who choose theaters instead of theaters. Thinking about these things can always find a direction."

"Hmm! I seem to understand a little bit more." The little girl looked at Qin Ce with staring eyes.

Qin Ce didn't know what she understood, but felt that the child should be well protected.

The phone vibrated twice, and he took out the phone to see that it was a message from He Chunian.

A photo of a small shop with typical Japanese decoration. There is a bowl of bone broth ramen on the table. Two pieces of char siu are placed on the milky white thick soup, which looks extremely fat.

He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and replied two words "very hungry".

Qin's mother saw him looking at his mobile phone and said, "I don't understand what you two are talking about, so I just exchanged contact information."

"OK"

While opening the QR code, Qin Ce thought to himself, what don't you understand, what don't you know, aren't you just trying to sell your son.He was supposed to sit and eat noodles with He Chunian, but ended up chatting inexplicably in the car. Qin Ce seemed to understand the reason why he was single for so long. It was all the fault of his original family!

The phone buzzed and vibrated twice, a message from He Chunian.

"Then, Brother Ce, come~"

Ce... Brother... Brother...

Qin Ce's face turned red as he stared at the phone.