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For Mo Yunqiu, getting Luo Qiu's affirmation was happier than winning 100 million.

He was still immersed in joy until he stepped off the stage.

Luo Qiu spread his arms and gave him a big hug.

"How is my performance?" Mo Yunqiu begged for praise.

"Barely sixty points." Luo Qiu looked disdainful.

"Why did you just pass!"

"Nonsense, why did you just pass?" Luo Qiu said seriously, "The full score is one hundred and five."

The extras were still being played in the venue, and the atmosphere was still very lively, especially when the characters Luo Qiu had played in the past appeared on the big screen, many emotional fans quietly wiped their tears.

After ten years of spring and autumn, he has gone through ups and downs. Although he is now crowned king, the road ahead is not smooth.

The two returned to the single dressing room and had a conversation. Tong Chengrui knocked on the door: "Xiao Mo, come here."

Luo Qiu looked at the time and said to Mo Yunqiu: "You can rest for a while, and you can leave later."

Mo Yunqiu was the only one left in the dressing room. He was bored looking at the mirror for a while, and fiddled with flowers.This bouquet was given by the fan club on behalf of the fans, and it was stamped with words: Congratulations to Luo Qiu for winning the Best Actor Award for the Golden Dragon Award.

The elegant fragrance of flowers permeates the air, the red roses are fiery red, with a few valentine plants inserted, and small and lovely baby's breath dotted among them, this is the love and expectation of fans.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the flowers, and took a few pictures of himself in the makeup mirror.

Boom boom boom!There were several knocks on the door.

"Come in."

A staff member wearing a peaked cap is holding a gift box.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Yunqiu sized him up and smiled politely.

"Mr. Luo, just now I met a few fans running around in the corridor. I was afraid that they would affect your rest, so I stopped them. They begged me to pass the gift to you. Look at this..."

Mo Yunqiu put down the flowers and the phone, and smiled slightly: "Oh, it's okay, put it down, thank you."

"You're welcome, then I'll go first." The man put the gift in front of Mo Yunqiu, and quickly exited the dressing room.

The square box is beautifully packaged but not special. It seems that a lot of perfume has been sprayed on it, and the quiet floral fragrance is washed away at once.Mo Yunqiu stared at the gift for a long time, then leaned over and sniffed it.

The rich aroma almost made him faint, but it seemed to be mixed with some other flavors, and it smelled a bit weird.

Mo Yunqiu recalled that Luo Qiu once reminded himself not to dismantle fans' gifts, coupled with his weird expression at that time, he vaguely realized something.

In the past, every time I accompanied Luo Qiu to the company, my biggest hobby was to spend time in the office and help him unpack presents. It felt like jumping into a pirate’s treasure house. Opening a treasure chest was a surprise, and then he would pick out useful things and put them on display. at home.At that time, Luo Qiu never stopped him from this hobby.

Skillfully unpacking, Mo Yunqiu made mental preparations and opened the lid.

A bloody smell came out, and inside was a bloody black dead cat.

Despite all the preparations, it was inevitable that there would be nausea.

In the past, Luo Qiu has received many similar things, some obscene things sent by perverts, and threats from hostile colleagues, but this is the first time he has seen such bloody things.

Mo Yunqiu didn't dare to look too much, so he directly closed the lid of the box, found it and tied it tightly with a rope, found a big plastic bag to store it, and stuffed a bunch of messy things into it, making it look like a garbage bag, to prevent Curious people opened it and threw it in the trash.

After dealing with it, he took a breath, the fishy smell was still lingering, making him upset.

Back in the dressing room, I saw Luo Qiu coming out of it.

"Where did you go?" Luo Qiu asked.

"Take out the trash." Mo Yunqiu clapped his hands.

"You leave the rubbish and someone will clean it up, why bother?"

"Brother Qiu, let me ask you..."

Tong Chengrui shouted from a distance: "Are you all right? Can you go?"

"Okay!" Luo Qiu responded, and said to Mo Yunqiu, "Let's go, the car is already waiting, if we wait until the end of the show, it will be difficult for the fans to leave."

Before Mo Yunqiu could tell Luo Qiu about receiving the dead cat, he hurriedly left the studio.

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Back home, Mo Yunqiu's spirit was still a bit sluggish, Luo Qiu thought he was exhausted, and urged him to take a bath quickly.

After a comfortable shower under the hot water, the depression in his chest was washed away, and he walked out of the bathroom wet.

"Brother Qiu?" Pushing open the bedroom door, he saw Luo Qiu leaning comfortably on the bed, holding an ipad in his hand, his legs crossed together, his loose trousers drooping down, vaguely outlining his straight and slender legs line.

Luo Qiu lazily hummed: "We are leaving for Mount Emei tomorrow, and you can pack your luggage later."

"Why do you go to Mount Emei? Become a monk?"

Luo Qiu squinted at him: "Go find the magic stick."

"Great!" Mo Yunqiu was excited again, "Let's go to Jiuzhaigou for a few days, how about staying in Chengdu for a few days?"

Luo Qiu was impatient: "Didn't I take you to Jiuzhaigou when I was filming there last time?"

"Is it okay to go there in a hurry for half a day? Besides, the last time I went there was spring, and Jiuzhaigou is the most beautiful in autumn, do you understand?"

"Hey, you're seriously wrong, okay? Shouldn't you be concerned about whether we can get our bodies back? Why don't you care at all, but all you think about is having fun?"

"But...we can't decide whether we can change back, but whether we can go to Jiuzhaigou or not, we can decide." Mo Yunqiu had a good reason.

Luo Qiu was choked by his tone, speechless, and angrily poked his ipad to check flights and hotels.

After tinkering for a long time, this matter was finally settled. Just as Luo Qiu wanted to look at other things, the ipad was snatched by Mo Yunqiu.

"Let me read the news about the meeting." Mo Yunqiu sat cross-legged on his bed.

"Look at you rubbing your hair on my bed without even drying it! How will I sleep in a while!" Luo Qiu was furious.

Mo Yunqiu ignored him and turned his back to him.

First, I watched the entertainment news, compared to the official reports, there was nothing fancy.I opened Weibo again, and the number of forwarding and commenting on the news of the meeting was astonishing, especially the few photos and videos of snapping roses, which were almost forwarded like crazy.

"Hahaha! Brother Qiu, do you think I'm handsome!" Mo Yunqiu clicked on the big picture happily.

"If you want to be handsome, I must be handsome, okay?"

"That's right, Brother Qiu, you are the most handsome." Mo Yunqiu said without sincerity.

The person on the screen has an elegant smile on his face. The bright light shines on his face, giving off a light golden luster. The well-fitting suit sets off the curve of his body, like a slender and straight pine. He leans forward slightly, with a delicate and beautiful flower Just as the dripping rose leaves the hand, a piece of bright red petals is scattered, which is captured by the camera, giving people a feeling of not knowing who will get the flower.

Mo Yunqiu was intoxicated for a while, and clicked on the comment below.

"Qiuqiu, we love you forever!"

"Congratulations to Luo Qiu for becoming the film king~"

"Wooooooow, I didn't grab the flowers... [crying loudly]"

"Looking back ten years, I'm crying. Is there any reason! We will support you in 20, 30, 40 years!"

"Qiuqiu is mine! Get the hell out of here, little bitch! [Angry] [Angry]"

The tens of thousands of comments couldn't be read at all, so Mo Yunqiu flipped through some casually, smiling, and of course there were some dark ones, all of which were automatically ignored by him.

He also saw a Weibo with a lot of retweets. It was posted by a fan who snatched roses. She held roses in her hand and covered her face with a cute camel: "Ahh! Qiuqiu's The rose fell on my head! So happy! You are jealous of me! Qiuqiu, I love you! [爱心][爱心]”

"I want to forward this Weibo." Mo Yunqiu said to Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu glanced at Weibo, then at the effervescent Mo Yunqiu, and subtly curled the corners of his mouth: "Turn around if you want."

Mo Yunqiu immediately pressed forward: "I love you too [kiss]~"

After a while, there was another scream below.

After finally waiting for him to watch and play enough, Luo Qiu almost fell asleep beside him.

It was only then that Mo Yunqiu remembered that he had come to tell him about the dead cat.

"Brother Qiu?"

Mo Yunqiu patted him, and Luo Qiu frowned and turned over: "Go to sleep, the plane at noon tomorrow."

He could only swallow what he wanted to say, and when he left, Mo Yunqiu turned off the light and closed the door behind him.

Back in the room, Mo Yunqiu lay on the bed with his eyes open.

In the past few days, he often recalled the scene two years ago.

At that time, Luo Qiu was filming a martial arts film, and he was filming on Mount Emei. He happened to have no part in the scene that day. Under Mo Yunqiu's instigation, the two of them didn't have a good rest, and played on the mountain with their faces covered.

They avoided people, only took the path, and along a secluded path, they found a ruined temple.

This temple is really small, only one entered, wandered around for a long time, no one saw it, I don't know what kind of Bodhisattva was enshrined in it, the paint was mottled, and neither of them could recognize it.

"Brother Qiu, ask for a lottery." Mo Yunqiu's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the lottery on the altar table, he instigated Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu said coldly that this kind of feudal superstition activity, he did not want to participate.

"Come on, just come in and play."

"Can you stop reading the old bustard's lines? I want to ask you to ask yourself."

The two tugged and tugged, and the stick fell to the ground, spilling the lottery all over the floor.

"Look at you, he broke all his things. This is a guy who cheats money."

Luo Qiu chased one and flew outside the door to sign. Just as he was about to pick it up, a white and tender hand picked it up first.A man with a Shamat hairstyle and a monk's robe smiled and knocked on a bamboo stick: "Handsome guy, do you want to tell your fortune?"

So there is the theory of ten years of catastrophe.

Can you change your body back?

Mo Yunqiu thought about it for a long time, took out his phone and fiddled with it for a while, closed his eyes and fell asleep.