"I don't want to climb the wall!"
Qi Xingchen jumped up from his bed and yelled at the top of his lungs.
Immediately after, a bright light blinded him.
He covered his eyes and turned to the left. When he saw the light coming through the curtains, he realized that it was daytime and last night had passed.
Thanks to his fake idol, he had a dream last night. In the dream, his real idol kept questioning him, "Did you climb the wall?"
… How would he dare to climb the wall?!
He asked his fake idol that question last night because he was afraid that if he lost contact, he would not be able to follow the plot in real time!
Qi Xingchen climbed out of bed and brushed his teeth while turning on his phone.
A bunch of notifications popped up. There were more than ten WeChat messages and three missed calls.
One was from Qi Yuji, saying that she would pick him up at the airport tonight. Qi Xingchen replied, "Okay."
The rest were the guests of "Poor Traveler". Luo Qiuman was flying to Hong Kong, Liu Ziyu and Tao Tao were going to Shanghai to attend a brand event, Zhang Yunfei was going to Hengdian Film City, and Bai Ye was going to Washington.
Everyone had different destinations and flights. They were afraid that they would feel uncomfortable when parting, so they decided not to send each other off. They just needed to say goodbye on WeChat.
So Qi Xingchen replied them one by one, wishing them a safe journey.
After dealing with these, he opened the missed call record.
They were all from Du Lanxin!
Why was she looking for him?
Qi Xingchen wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth and dialed back.
Du Lanxin sounded anxious, "Why didn't you pick up the phone this morning?"
"Don't turn off your phone next time when you sleep."
Du Lanxin nagged a lot. The general idea was that as an artist, he needed to be on standby at all times. Maybe there would be a last-minute job, but her tone was not as tough as before.
She saw that his situation had changed and was ready to treat him well.
Qi Xingchen replied, "Okay." Du Lanxin said with satisfaction, "Come to the company tomorrow. The Communist Youth League wants to interview you.
I also got a book for you. Take a look. "
Qi Xingchen was stunned. It seemed that the fans tagging the official Weibo account was useful.
At first, he didn't understand what it meant, but three seconds later, he suddenly realized that it was a script. He was going to act in a movie!
However, Du Lanxin's resources were ordinary, so there was a high chance that it was not a good book. Qi Xingchen agreed and went home.
At 18 o 'clock, the plane landed on time.
Qi Xingchen had just walked to the exit and was about to look for the elevator in the underground parking lot when a girl in front of him suddenly shouted, "Ah ah ah ah ah!
The voice was very unfamiliar. It was not Qi Yuji.
He looked towards the source of the sound. About ten girls were running towards him with small, quick steps. They were holding signs, banners, and other items of support in their hands.
His name was printed on all of them.
"Brother, we are your Xing Guang. Are you tired?"
"Did your assistant come to pick you up?"
"What's the next schedule? Do you have a plan?"
The girls surrounded him and asked him a bunch of questions.
In the past, when he was in Bai Ye's fan club, the president of the fan club would organize a fan pick-up flight whenever there was an event.
Qi Xingchen had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. His mind was blank and he couldn't believe it.
There were actually fans coming to pick him up!
There was not much difference between 30,000 and a million followers on Weibo. They were all virtual.
There were really so many people who missed him even though they had never met him.
Qi Xingchen was stunned for a few seconds and quickly took two steps forward. "Let's not block the exit."
"Okay, brother." Xing Guang obediently followed beside him.
In order to take care of the girls, he deliberately slowed down and chatted with them as he walked.
"Fortunately, I slept all the way. I'm not too tired."
"My family is coming to pick me up. They're waiting in the parking lot now."
"I'll probably rest for a few days before I start work. Don't worry, I won't become a missing person."
Xing Guang didn't expect him to be so good-tempered. He answered all of their questions and they jumped up and down happily.
When they reached the elevator, Qi Xingchen said, "Okay, I should go down. You guys should go back quickly too. Be careful on the road."
"Okay, you too." Xing Guang was very obedient.
"Brother." At this time, a girl took out a small box. "I have a gift for you."
Bai Ye never accepted personal gifts from fans. He only accepted letters and gifts from fans.
Qi Xingchen immediately refused. "I appreciate your kindness, but I won't accept the gift."
"It's not expensive," the girl said anxiously. "It's a plush pendant I made myself!"
In order to prove herself, the girl hurriedly opened the gift box.
There was indeed a plush pendant inside. It had single eyelids and a sharp chin. At a glance, one could tell that it was a cute version of Qi Xingchen.
Qi Xingchen's heart instantly softened. "How long did you make it?"
"Okay." Qi Xingchen sighed. "Then I'll accept it. Thank you."
He hung the pendant on the side of his backpack. Xing Guang immediately let out a cry of jealousy.
The Qi family had a dedicated parking space at the airport. Qi Xingchen followed the signs and walked in search of Qi Yuji's Bentley, which had a license plate ending in 666 and was flapping its little wings.
When he arrived, he saw the license plates ending with 666 and 777.
Qi Yuji leaned against the car and touched up her makeup with a small powder puff.
Xiao Xiang's custom-made jacket matched with a miniskirt. Her knee-high boots made her legs twice as long.
Qi Yunxiao was standing next to her and talking on the phone. He was tall and straight and his smoky gray shirt was unbuttoned to the second button.
He had probably just finished reading some documents and hadn't had time to take off his black-rimmed glasses, which added a sense of abstinence.
Grandpa Qi was dressed more formally in a suit and leather shoes. His hair was neatly combed. Even though he was already an uncle, he was still the most handsome among all the uncles.
If one didn't know them, one would think that they were going to receive a foreign leader.
Qi Xingchen cleared his throat and wanted to ask why there were so many people. At this time, the door of the Lamborghini next to him rose.
A leg in ripped jeans came out first, followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
The boy's hair was dyed gray and blown into the most popular hairstyle.
His eyes were arrogant and the two earrings on his left ear shone.
Qi Xingchen didn't have time to recall who he was before the boy spoke first. "Brother, why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"
Oh, Qi Xingchen remembered. This was Qi Jiaze, the cousin of the original owner's uncle.
As soon as Qi Jiaze spoke, the others also noticed the big treasure.
Qi Yuji hurriedly put away the powder and said, "Jiaze, your brother is tired. Let's not talk about this first."
Then she turned to Qi Xingchen with a worried look. "Xing Xing, you seem to have lost weight again."
"No, maybe it's because I exercised too much and my muscles are tighter. That's why I look thinner."
Later on, under the supervision of a certain fake idol, he ate until he was full every meal. It was impossible for him to lose weight.
"That's good." Qi Yuji's eyebrows relaxed. "I made soup for you. It's almost ready. Let's go back and drink it."
"Well, by the way," Qi Xingchen asked, "why are you all here?"
"We're here to take you home!"
Qi Yuji replied with a smile. Father Qi and Qi Yunxiao nodded in agreement.
Qi Xingchen's heart melted and he also smiled.
666 was Qi Yuji's car, and 777 was Qi Yunxiao's car. When they got in the car, the harmony that had been maintained until now was instantly broken.
Qi Yuji said, "Xing Xing, take my car. I'll drive for you."
"She can't drive properly," Qi Yunxiao said. "I brought Old Sun here. You should take mine."
Old Sun was the most stable driver in the Qi family.
"Yes, take Yunxiao," Father Qi said because he and Qi Yunxiao were in the same car.
Qi Yuji's face immediately darkened. World War III was about to start.
Qi Xingchen's scalp went numb. If he chose anyone now, he would make the other party unhappy. Thus, he chose none. "I'll take Jiaze's car. I forgot to tell him before I left. I can talk to him on the way."
Hearing this, Qi Jiaze's expression finally softened. He gave Qi Xingchen a "at least you know what's good for you" look and opened the car door for him.
"I see … Okay then." The others could only admit defeat.
On the way, Qi Jiaze looked ahead and said coldly, "What do you want to talk about? Don't apologize. I'm telling you, it's useless."
When he left, Qi Jiaze was in boarding school.
At that time, he had just transmigrated and his thoughts were in a mess. He accidentally forgot about the original owner's younger brother.
In the original owner's memory fragments, although Qi Jiaze had a bad temper, he was quite good to him.
Most importantly, Qi Jiaze also played the role of cannon fodder.
As for what exactly it was, Qi Xingchen needed time to figure it out. It seemed to have something to do with Tao Tao's younger brother.
In order not to ruin his brotherly image, Qi Xingchen asked, "Then what can I do to appease your anger?"
"Do you still need to ask me?"
"Forget it." Qi Jiaze sneered. "You're not sincere."
Qi Xingchen had never interacted with such a young master before. He didn't know how to answer, so he lowered his head weakly.
Looking at his phone, he suddenly remembered that he had promised Luo Qiuman and the others that he would inform them after they landed. He hurriedly sent a message one by one.
When he sent it to Bai Ye, he thought for a moment and typed: [I'm here. Are you here?]
This rhetorical question greatly reduced the possibility that the other party would not reply after seeing that he had reported that he was safe.
Unfortunately, ten minutes after he sent the message, everyone replied. Bai Ye's call log showed that nothing happened.
Perhaps his plane had not landed. Qi Xingchen thought to himself and put the phone back into his pocket — —
Without knowing what happened, Qi Jiaze suddenly slammed on the brakes!
His body leaned forward due to inertia and was pulled back by the seat belt. The back of his head hit the back of the seat heavily!
The seat was not hard, but the impact was not pleasant. Qi Xingchen's vision turned black.
Then, a hand held the back of his head and caressed it randomly. Qi Jiaze's voice was anxious. "Are you hurt?"
"No, no." Qi Xingchen shook his head. "I'm a little dizzy. I'm fine now."
Qi Jiaze was still worried and caressed the back of his head carefully.
After making sure that there was no blood, his face was gloomy. "Brother, there's your favorite sandwich candy in the back seat. Wait for me here for a few minutes."
As he spoke, he pressed the electric door. Qi Xingchen hurriedly pulled his sleeve. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to deal with that bastard who crossed the road."
Qi Xingchen looked forward and saw a boy in a school uniform in the middle of the road. He was holding his school bag and walking very slowly with his head down.
"Go around him and continue walking." Qi Xingchen shook his head. "He might have something on his mind or he's not feeling well."
In your dreams! "Qi Jiaze snorted." How dare he hurt you. I must kill him! "