After that, Qi Jiaze slammed the car door and walked towards the boy.
Qi Xingchen couldn't stop him. He was afraid that they would fight, so he had to get out of the car and follow him.
Qi Jiaze ran to the boy's side and said in surprise, "It's you.
Why aren't you going back to class? Why are you wandering on the road? "
The boy didn't say anything. He kept holding his schoolbag and looked sideways at Qi Jiaze and Qi Xingchen.
Qi Xingchen was surprised — the boy looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Qi Jiaze seemed to know who he was. Qi Xingchen asked, "Jiaze, do you know each other?"
"We're in the same grade. He's in Class Three."
"Since we're classmates, let's forget about it." Qi Xingchen acted as a peacemaker. "Our car and people are not hurt. Let's not argue."
"That won't do." Qi Jiaze snorted and turned to the boy. "Hey, I'm asking you a question. Why are you wandering in the middle of the road? Are you mute?"
"What does it have to do with you?" The boy finally spoke.
"What does it have to do with me?"
His words directly infuriated Qi Jiaze. Qi Jiaze stretched out his finger and tapped him on the shoulder. "You didn't look at the car and crossed the road with your head down. Even if you were hit by a car, you wouldn't be wronged. Do you understand?"
The boy immediately took a step back and dodged his finger. "How I die has nothing to do with you."
This sentence was even more infuriating. Qi Jiaze couldn't stand it anymore. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around his waist, as if he was going to hit him.
Qi Xingchen now understood. With his brother's bad temper, if he wanted to hit someone, he would have done it immediately.
He didn't hit him and even warned the boy to look at the car when crossing the road. His words were unpleasant, but his intentions were kind.
It showed that he cared about their friendship.
On the other hand, the boy did not appreciate her kindness. Every word he said was more insulting than the last. Moreover, it sounded like he was harming himself. Perhaps it was because he was in a bad mood.
Qi Xingchen did not want to cause any trouble, so he grabbed Qi Jiaze's arm and said, "Alright, stop arguing."
"No, I must beat him up until he kneels down and calls me grandpa!"
"I don't have that much time to wait for you." Qi Xingchen pretended to be exhausted. "I'm really tired after a day's flight."
Qi Jiaze looked at the boy, then at his brother. In the end, he felt that venting his anger was not as important as his brother. He put down his fists and gave up. "That's all for now … Don't get too cocky. I'll teach you a lesson when we get back."
Qi Jiaze put on his clothes, warned the boy, and prepared to go home.
Qi Xingchen was a little worried about the boy's mental state, so he said, "Jiaze, it's getting late. You're all classmates, so let's give him a lift."
"Brother, why is your elbow facing outwards?"
Before Qi Jiaze could finish his protest, the boy turned around and left.
Since the boy said so, Qi Xingchen could not help him even if he wanted to.
He shook his head helplessly and dragged Qi Jiaze, who had evolved into a super Tyrannosaurus, back to the car.
When they reached home, Qi Xingchen was shocked by the dining table.
The long table, from left to right, was covered with plates.
"Why did you make so many dishes?" Qi Xingchen did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Can we finish it all?"
"It's all because Dad felt that you've been suffering outside after watching 'Budget Traveler', so he wanted to make sure you're well nourished."
Qi Yuji pushed his back. "Go wash your hands. I'll get you some soup."
Qi Xingchen washed his hands as he was told. When he sat down, there was a bowl of soup in his usual spot.
He could not tell what it was. He picked it up and took a sip.
Erm, this was the smelliest soup he had ever tasted.
He did not know what was in it. Did Missy not taste it herself?
Qi Xingchen put down the bowl of soup silently. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qi Yuji looking in his direction.
He could not bear to disappoint Qi Yuji's expectant gaze, so he raised his hand and drank the bowl of soup.
After dinner, Qi Yuji chatted with him for a long time.
When it was time to sleep, the soup might have taken effect. He lay in bed and felt bored. He forgot to ask about Qi Jiaze.
The Communist Youth League had arranged a meeting at ten o 'clock in Nuoya's practice room.
At seven o 'clock in the morning, Du Lanxin was afraid that Qi Xingchen would oversleep, so she made a series of calls.
"The driver will pick you up in half an hour. Remember not to drink water. It won't look good on camera.
I've asked my assistant to bring you breakfast. Eat it on the way. Don't waste time. "
Qi Xingchen had just woken up. His brain quickly filtered through the information in this paragraph.
"The driver will pick you up" meant that the company had arranged a car for him.
"The assistant will buy breakfast" meant that the company had also arranged an assistant for him.
After a year and a half, he finally enjoyed the treatment an artist deserved. This was because he had gained more attention through "Poor Traveler".
Otherwise, with the character of the original owner, if he did not want to use the Qi family's resources, he would have been frozen for years.
He left ten minutes earlier than Du Lanxin said. When the original owner gave the address, he gave the name of the neighborhood next to it.
When he arrived at the designated location, the car had already been waiting for a while.
An ordinary Buick business car and Bai Ye's luxury RV were worlds apart.
He motioned to the driver to open the door. The driver and the assistant could not help but open their mouths in surprise.
"Oh my god." The assistant could not believe it. "I thought you were very good-looking in" Poor Traveler ", but I did not expect you to be several times better in person … Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself!
My name is An Ran. I'm three years older than you. I'll be your assistant from now on. Please take care of me! "
Qi Xingchen secretly calculated her age. If she had entered the entertainment industry after graduating from university, she would have only worked for a year. She was not experienced enough.
But it was good enough that she was not an intern.
He could do most of the things himself. There were few places where he needed an assistant.
The driver was older. His surname was Qin.
After the introduction, An Ran gave him breakfast. Two boiled eggs, a small box of purple potatoes, cherry tomatoes, and boiled vegetables.
He was too tired of eating last night. He wanted to eat something light this morning.
Qi Xingchen took it and said casually, "Did Sister Xin ask you to bring me a diet meal?"
"No." An Ran smiled. "I looked at your profile yesterday. I thought your weight was okay, but your body fat ratio was not good. So I made it for you myself."
Qi Xingchen asked again, "Then what should I do when I get to the company? Should I meet up with Sister Xin first, or should I go directly to do my makeup?"
As he asked, he stared at An Ran's expression.
An Ran said naturally, "Didn't you discuss it?
Then I'll call and ask now. Wait a moment. "
Qi Xingchen was completely relieved.
He asked these questions because he wanted to know the relationship between An Ran and Du Lanxin.
Usually, an agent earned a commission while an assistant was employed by the company. The two belonged to different systems.
But there was no lack of agents who used benefits to train their assistants to be their confidants. They were always monitoring the movements of their artists.
If An Ran was Du Lanxin's confidant, his actions would be limited. It would be difficult for him to do many things.
Fortunately, they did not have a deep relationship. Qi Xingchen ate his breakfast in peace.
At eight o 'clock, Qi Xingchen arrived at Nuoya. Du Lanxin was waiting for him in the makeup room.
Seeing that he was wearing a simple and solemn black suit, Du Lanxin smacked her lips, "You know quite a lot."
To participate in an official interview, one had to dress formally and seriously. Anyone with a little social experience knew this.
Qi Xingchen could not be bothered with her because he knew that she would not be able to jump around for long. He said lazily, "Do your makeup and give me the script while you're at it."
Du Lanxin was obviously not satisfied with his attitude. She slapped a piece of A4 paper on the makeup table in front of him.
On the paper were questions that the reporter wanted to ask. They were nothing more than the reason for performing on the streets of Denmark, why he chose to learn acrobatics, what changes China's traditional culture had brought to his life, what he planned to do in the future, etc.
These questions were easy to answer and difficult to answer. He needed to always remember to promote positive energy and play the role of the youth group as a leader.
When he finished the draft, his makeup was almost done. He picked up his phone to check the time.
However, he was surprised to see a reply from Bai Ye.
Bo: [Landed in the second half of the night yesterday.]
Qi Xingchen was silent for a moment. He felt that something was missing.
[You landed in the second half of the night and did not reply to my message because you were afraid of disturbing my rest.
Or were you tired and fell asleep, so you did not see my message and did not reply to it?
Why didn't you say it clearly?
Are you waiting for me to guess?]
Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. Then, two new messages popped up.
Bo: [The signal here is not good. I didn't finish the message just now.]
Bo: [I guessed that you must have slept so late and did not reply in time.]
… Oh, so that's what happened.
Qi Xingchen lowered his eyes and put away his phone.
"Mr. Qi!" At this moment, the makeup artist suddenly called out to him.
"Ah?" Qi Xingchen was so shocked that he quickly turned off the screen.
"I'm putting on your lip makeup. Don't laugh!"
"Oh, oh, I … I'm not laughing …"
With the answer prepared in advance, the interview went very smoothly.
When asked about the reason for performing on the streets of Denmark, there was nothing to hide since "Traveling Penniless" had already been broadcast. He told the truth. "When I was filming the show, I did not have enough money to travel, so I wanted to perform to earn some money."
"So many pairs of eyes watching you in a foreign country. Aren't you shy?"
"No," Qi Xingchen said with a smile. "I'm using my own hard work and sweat to earn money. I'm proud of it."
The reporter nodded. It was obvious that he was very satisfied.
Qi Xingchen secretly thanked Bai Ye.
The interview ended in less than an hour.
After escorting the reporters to the car, Qi Xingchen sprawled out on the sofa and realized that the clothes on his back were all damp.
Du Lanxin saw it too. She said, "It's normal to be nervous and scared when facing an official organization for the first time. Your performance just now was perfect.
Qi Xingchen, I was wrong about you. "
This sentence was equivalent to a positive affirmation of his ability. It was not easy to get a positive comment from her. Qi Xingchen smiled but did not say anything.
"Okay, you should have rested enough. Look at the script."
"Okay." Qi Xingchen took the script and flipped to the first page.
The next second, the name of the lead came into view. Qi Xingchen's brain buzzed.
[Script Name: "Heart of the Ocean"
[Lead Actors: Tao Tao, Feng Qingyuan]