"It's so complicated..." Zhao Yongqi grabbed his head and said with a slight understanding. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Forget it, I don't need that much money anyway. Let's go to trouble when I quit the entertainment industry in the future."

"Haha, I knew you, kid, would say that." Qian Qiming seemed to be not surprised at all, and nodded with a smile and said, "In fact, this is not a big trouble for you. However, your idea is OK. Others do this just to make more money. You kid doesn't lack these. Let it go for the time being, and when you are free in the future, it is also a good thing to do this so-called "career" that is purely for money."

Seeing that Qian Qiming also supported his ideas, Zhao Yongqi, who was originally a lazy person, nodded with his head with a smile and said happily: "I just said that our Qian Director has a good vision and can always be consistent with the idea of ​​this male god."

Fatty Qian, who rolled his eyes, said disdainfully: "It's not that I have a good vision, but that I have a good look. I can see through you, a bad boy, at first glance. Instead of persuading you to be ambitious, it's better to be lazy with your thoughts."

"Director Qian, we have such a good relationship, and I often bribe you, do you have the nerve to say that to me?" Zhao Yongqi, who had a bitter face, stared at Qian Qiming resentfully in a burst of laughter, which caused the old fat man to laugh happily.

...

The busy day of the set ended. After dinner that night, Zhao Yongqi set out for the night running like before. It was rare that Xiao Baozi was in a good mood today, riding her pink bicycle and accompanying the male god.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Yongqi maintained an even pace, while the girl beside him slowly rode her bicycle and tried to keep her parallel with him.

"Little Baozi, do you think I should set up a physical store to play with?" Zhao Yongqi suddenly turned his head and looked at the petite girl beside him.

For Xiao Baozi, whether it is Brother Qi who is in his eyes to do these things or has no interest, it has nothing to do with it. In her opinion, instead of making more money, it is better to give him a good rest. At this moment, it is obvious that Xiao Yingying said in a gentle tone: "Brother Qi wants to do it, but if you want me to say, it is better to have a good rest and go for a vacation."

"Vacation." He seemed to have accepted the beautiful girl's suggestion immediately, and immediately threw some shop behind him. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Yuekong, nodded and said, "It's really good to go on a vacation."

"Hehe, Brother Qi has been very busy every day in recent years, and he should have to rest occasionally." Xiao Baozi laughed softly for a moment, but sighed again, "But, I guess Brother Qi is not available again this year. These two dramas will be filmed until the end of the year, and you still have so many endorsements and so on. With the two variety shows, it's almost like dividing yourself in half."

After raising his hand and touching his chin, Zhao Yongqi thought about it, suddenly looked at Xiao Baozi with his eyes shining, and said with a squinted eyes: "Goddess of Baozi, how about you tell me to just take a break from the phone?"

"What?!" Xiao Baozi's beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said in surprise for a long time: "Brother Qi, what do you want to do?"

"Hehe, it's too difficult to find time." Zhao Yongqi said with a smile: "Instead of discussing with Sister Ye Zi, we might as well slip away directly. I heard that New Zealand is good. Now the beaches over there are full of blond and blue-eyed beauties, why not go to New Zealand to play?"

"Brother Qi!" The goddess of buns, who had been extremely dissatisfied with her red lips, glared at Zhao Yongqi, and then said worriedly: "If you run away by yourself, everyone will be in trouble."

"Don't care about them!" Zhao Yongqi, who seemed to have made up his mind, waved his fists and didn't look at Xiao Baozi's glaring eyes at all. He shouted excitedly: "Big-breasted beauty, this male god is here to see you."

"Hehe, Brother Qi, you are really..." Although the gentle girl, although she completely disagreed, she did not stop her. So, a big action that made thousands of people in the whole film confused gradually entered the implementation stage.

...

When we first entered July, the whole of China was trapped in the stove. The scorching sun hanging above our heads every day seemed to evaporate his enthusiasm, and to spread every light and every bit of heat on this ancient and mysterious oriental land.

"Oba, Oppa." Park Soo-ji tried hard to move his short legs, chased out of the hotel, rushed towards Zhao Yongqi's figure, and waved the gauze in his hand, "Oba, put on this gauze dress, otherwise it would be tanned if it was sunburned like this."

Zhao Yongqi, who stopped waiting for Park Soo-ji, just looked back and sighed and said, "Suji, I am a man and a real man, wearing a gauze dress like a woman all day long, which feels very strange."

"Oba is talking nonsense again." Park Soo-ji, who pouted his lips, rushed to the front and threw the gauze outside Zhao Yongqi's sleeveless T-shirt in a few seconds. While tidying up, he said: "There are so many male stars on the set, and they are not wrapped like rice dumplings. Are they all men? Besides, if you are asked to take the bus, you don't do it. You like to walk all day long. What if you get tanned?"

"It's only been more than ten minutes to walk on the set, what kind of car is it?" Although he muttered, Zhao Yongqi was honestly waiting to circle around him, and he tried to make a sunshade dress look international. Then he continued to move forward: "Those men are too expensive. Your Oppa is not the kind of young man who has no power to tie a chicken."

"Hehe, yes, how can others compare with Oppa?" Park Soo-ji, who was smiling, obviously didn't want to argue with the male god on such a thing. He was willing to listen to his own words obediently, and that's all.

Raising his hand to touch his chin, Zhao Yongqi turned his head mysteriously and lowered his voice, as if he was avoiding the bodyguards following him, and said to Park Soo-ji: "Suji, do you know? I heard yesterday that a boy named Zhang was driven away by Fatty Qian."

"Well, that's the case." Park Soo-ji pointed his head and said seriously: "Oba recorded the video on the No. 3 studio yesterday, so he didn't see it. At that time, Director Qian was so fierce."

"Did you see?" Zhao Yongqi was excited, staring at the petite girl beside him, and asked with his eyes shining: "Tell me, what's going on? Fatty Qian always pretends to be Maitreya Buddha, how could he lose his temper?"

"Actually that man is not good." Park Soo-ji didn't seem to be planning to hide anything. He imitated Zhao Yongqi and began to lower his voice and slowly say everything he saw.



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Chapter completed!