Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Duan Yun had already realized what was going on, and sent Duan Chen Fang to work, asking him to take the vegetables Duan Congzhi brought back to the kitchen.

Duan Congzhi was unclear. Duan Chenfang didn’t realize the problem, but he listened to Master’s words and asked him to do whatever he wanted. He walked up to Duan Congzhi and called out the little brother, indicating that he was on the handle of Duan Congzhi. Give him something.

After Duan Congzhi handed it to him, he put the matter aside.

Qin Ke came here for the first time, so he should give an introduction to both parties.

Qin Ke is a guest. He first said to Qin Ke: "This is my little uncle, the master of the martial arts hall."

Then he said to Duan Yun: "This is Qin Ke."

Duan Congzhi did not mention the Qin family or Qin Sanye. He said it was Qin Ke. Whoever introduced Qin Ke would not be the same. Duan Congzhi put Qin Ke in the same position as him, a junior.

This is totally a subconscious reaction.

Duan Yun went to see Qin Ke, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

The legendary Qin Sanye nodded to him, and asked him properly: "Hello."

Duan Yun couldn't laugh at all. If Duan Congzhi meant it unilaterally, it might not be true, but if Qin Ke also...

Duan Yun asked Duan Congzhi to get a set of chess.

It stands to reason that his guests should be entertained by him, but Duan Congzhi actually doesn't know how to entertain guests. He didn't need to worry about these things when he was in the Qin family. He learned a lot in the Qin family and missed a lot.

Duan Congzhi didn’t expect that Xiao Shishu would look for Qin Ke to play chess. Of course Qin Ke would play chess, but Duan Congzhi would not. Anyway, he didn’t play well, so he didn’t go away. He just sat and watched. .

He was stunned when he saw it. He had Qin Ke's chess box on his hand. He casually held the chess pieces in his hand, grabbed them and released them. The smooth chess pieces fell from the gap between his fingers, colliding with each other, sending out a crisp Sound good to hear.

Duan Yun glanced at him and didn't speak. When Qin Ke reached out to take a chess, he touched his hand. Duan Congzhi blinked, looked at Qin Ke, and then offered a chess piece on his own initiative.

Qin Ke took it and landed on the chessboard.

Perhaps Qin Ke's chess piece was too difficult to place. Duan Yun had a slight crease on his eyebrows, and it didn't let go until the end of the game.

In their game of chess, Duan Congzhi was about to fall asleep at noon.

Duan Yun said: "Go to the kitchen and have a look."

There are a lot of people during the New Year, the busiest thing is the kitchen.

There are three long-term employed aunts in the martial arts hall. Two of them are going to go home for the New Year. Now only one is left. Fortunately, everyone will consciously help.

Duan Congzhi looked at Qin Ke. Of course, he could see that the little uncle actually didn't like Qin Ke very much, but Qin Ke shouldn't be unable to deal with the little uncle, so he got up and passed with confidence.

As soon as he left, Duan Yun accepted the chess: "San Ye, Congzhi is different from you. If you don't mean that, let him go as soon as possible."

When Duan Yun said this, Qin Ke didn't seem surprised. He gathered the chess piece into his hand and put it back into the chess box.

"I respect his choice."

Duan Congzhi greeted everyone for lunch right out of the kitchen.

The seniors who were idling playing cards and watching the variety show all came to help set the round table, and Duan Congzhi walked in and called them: "Lunch is ready, have you finished?"

Three round tables were set up for lunch. Duan Congzhi sat next to Qin Ke. From the morning he brought Qin Ke in, they stayed under the eyes of the little teacher. Duan Congzhi didn’t dare to do anything excessive or say anything. If you are out of the ordinary, sit on one side properly, and now finally find your chance.

There are many people in the martial arts hall, far more than 30. Each table has to sit twelve or three people. The stools are small round stools without backrests, and the two adjacent people are very close.

Duan Congzhi and Qin Ke sat in the corner against the wall. They couldn't touch them when they were serving, so it was not very convenient to get in and out. There is a wall behind them and a table in front, which is convenient for Duan Congzhi to make some small movements.

He placed his hand under the table and gently tugged Qin Ke, Qin Ke turned to look at him, Duan Congzhi looked back at him innocently.

Qin Ke looked at him for a while, probably trying to figure out his intentions. After a while, he asked him, "What do you want?"

Duan Congzhi didn't understand Qin Ke's meaning. Qin Ke still looked at him before he realized it. This was asking him what he wanted to eat and should he serve him vegetables?

Duan Congzhi is best at pushing his nose to face, Qin Ke stepped back one foot and he was about to go in one foot, his eyes rolled around on the table: "Then San Ye will give me a crab?"

The crabs on the table were cut in half and laid out, revealing the yellow and orange crab roe. Although it has passed the fattest period, it still looks very attractive.

The Qin family’s crabs have been processed before they are put on the table. There are a complete set of tools on the table, but there are no tools here.

Duan Congzhi was obviously deliberate. Qin Ke picked up half of a crab and used chopsticks and toothpicks to pick out a spoonful of crab meat for him. He peeled it for a long time. Duan Congzhi was mixed with vinegar and disappeared in one bite.

He finished tasting the fragrance between his lips and tongue, looked at Qin Ke and said, "More."

Duan Congzhi really likes to eat crabs. The method of crabs is simple. Most of the time, they are steamed without too much flavor. What he eats is the delicious flavor of crab meat and crab roe, which is Duan Congzhi's favorite ingredients. Original.

He also likes to eat fugu.

Qin Ke caught the second half crab, and Duan Congzhi immediately handed it over and put it away.

Duan Yun coughed slightly, and Duan Congzhi converged a lot, subconsciously sitting upright.

Qin Ke was unmoved, picking crab meat for him without urgency, and after picking half of it, he even dipped the vinegar this time.

It takes a lot of time to peel crabs. After sitting down till now, Qin Kejing has peeled crabs for him. Duan Congzhi is a little bit sad, and he scoops out a small bowl of fermented rice **** for Qin Ke.

"Aunt Liu's fermented rice **** are delicious. Can you try?"

Qin Ke tasted it, and Duan Congzhi stared at him for a while, as if waiting for his feedback.

Qin Ke's lips are a little thin. As the old saying goes, such people are often ungrateful. Qin Ke doesn't look mean at all, at best, it's a bit difficult to get close to.

Duan Congzhi found out that Qin Ke's lip color was so beautiful after dipping a little bit of Yuanzi soup.

"Is it tasty?"

Qin Ke nodded.

Duan Congzhi smiled crookedly, and took a sip to look at him.

Qin Ke left after lunch, and Duan Congzhi was about to go to the company. The Lantern Festival Gala was recorded and broadcast. He was going to the TV station on the eighth day of the eighth day. Xue Ping asked him to return to the company on the sixth day of the year to adjust his status.

The stage places high demands on people. Duan Congzhi usually has the habit of exercising, his taste is weak, and his condition is good. Xue Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him.

Just don’t get fat.

The Lantern Festival Gala is recorded and broadcast. Duan Cong goes on the eighth day of the first day of the year, and will be back after recording.

Qin Ke sent him on the plane. After he arrived, he spent a day studying. This is a very simple set of swordsmanship. The movements look fancy, but in fact it is a superposition of several basic sword moves.

Although it is a collective performance, he is actually standing alone in the corner of the stage, and there will be a separate lighting on the stage. He doesn't need too much time to run in with the team, just dance to the music on his own.

The core of the practice at the end is actually not to leave the fixed-point performance.

He was rehearsing with him from a martial arts school. They were all fifteen or sixteen years old. They were a little curious about him, the airborne "star", and were a little unconvinced. They asked him for things in secret during practice.

Duan Congzhi doesn't care about children, but he doesn't suffer, so he had a friendly exchange with them one-to-many. After the exchange, they already had a bite of a little brother.

In the next few days, Duan Congzhi practiced with everyone. There was a dress rehearsal on the night of November and the 12th, and the official recording on the 13th night. The advantage of recording and broadcasting is that it can be edited afterwards.

Some programs, they perform, but they may not be able to broadcast in the end, but generally there is no such risk if they hire a star, so the instructor of the martial arts show is very happy after hearing that Duan Congzhi is coming.

Duan Congzhi had to invite him to dinner before he left.

He took the plane at nine in the morning and arrived at Longcheng at one in the afternoon.

Duan Congzhi had good eyesight, and as soon as he came out of the hall, he had already seen Qin Ke.

Today Qin Ke is wearing a black trench coat. Duan Congzhi knows that it must still be a three-piece suit. With a stick, he is an elegant English gentleman.

Finding the target, with the established direction, Duan Congzhi walked straight there, and other people coming and going in the hall couldn't see him.

He had already begun to anticipate that in a while, he would just throw away his suitcase and rush to hug him, and even began to calculate that within a few steps, he would start sprinting to hang on him without causing an excessive burden on Qin Ke.

When I thought about it, the corners of my mouth rose, and my feet moved faster and faster.

When he vaguely heard someone calling him, Duan Congzhi turned his head in surprise, and the girls behind followed, panting.

"Brother Xiao Duan."

Duan Congzhi quickly reacted, he is, is there a fan to pick up the plane?

Zhou Quan stood by his side, watching the fans, slightly defensive. As a celebrity assistant, Transcision has also given him some training. The most important thing is to guard against private fans.

Duan Congzhi's flight information has not been made public, how did they get here?

Duan Congzhi looked around and found that the people who came were basically not too old. They were only fourteen today. Most of the students did not start school and were relatively idle. It was normal to pick up the plane after getting the flight information.

Duan Congzhi doesn't dislike the fans picking up the plane, but the leakage of flight information is a big problem for him, and he needs to pay attention to it in the future.

These questions will be discussed later. Duan Congzhi didn't want to hit them when he came to pick up the plane for the first time. He glanced in Qin Ke's direction, then stopped to talk to them and take a photo to sign.

There were not many people, and it took less than a few minutes to take a photo together after signing one by one.

Duan Congzhi covered the pen cap and returned the pen: "It's cold, pay attention to safety and keep warm. Go back soon and report to each other for safety." He took Zhou Quan's suitcase and said to him, "You Stay here for a while, buy them something to drink, send them to the car, and reimburse you."

Zhou Quan should be good.

Duan Congzhi made arrangements, then turned and continued to walk towards Qin Ke. Fans followed him a few steps, and Duan Congzhi turned around and said: "Go back, don't run here in the future, I will pick it up."

They didn't follow again, Duan Congzhi walked out more than a dozen steps, and then heard someone shouting from behind him: "Brother Xiao Duan——"

Duan Congzhi looked back, she stood still for a long time without speaking. Duan Congzhi thought she had something to say, and waited patiently, then he heard: "You move your ears--"

Duan Congzhi: "..."

Is something wrong with his fans?

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