MTL - I Just Want to Be in a Relationship-Chapter 8

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Yu Qinghuan went home and simply packed it up and went to the counterfeit. When he arrived, it was half past five, just right, not too late.

There are only a few people in the director's group, and the actors are not there.

When Liu Jia'an saw him, his face showed a smile, and he called him to sit down and talked to Jiang Qi about what he had encountered that day. At the end, he praised him. "This kid is good, I can see it in the future." It looks like it."

Jiang Qi nodded, and Yu Qinghuan had no contempt before, and he should say: "Well, the young man is really good."

Many actors nowadays, regardless of the size of the café, are arbitrarily swaying. When they play a net play, they feel that they are big stars. The acting is not very good. There are a lot of problems.

Yu Qinghuan, on the other hand, has a good acting skills, but still desperately finds a deficiency in himself. It is also a rare low-key, it is really a good seed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qi couldn't help but say a little more, "Qing Huan, you don't have to be arrogant, your acting is very good, if you have the chance, you can't let it go."

He knew that the child almost missed the role of Ye Sheng because he did not believe in his acting skills.

Yu Qinghuan is a bit of a shame. He doesn't believe in his acting skills. He just doesn't want to play. However, of course, this can't be said. I can only pretend to be grateful and accept their teachings.

Near six o'clock, the actors continued to arrive almost. Yu Qinghuan wisely said something to Liu Jia'an and found a corner to sit down. He is a newcomer who has just debuted, or a male third. If he is too close to the director group, I am afraid there will be bad rumors soon. Moreover, he has no interest in climbing up in this life, so it is just a leisurely leisure.

Most of the actors met for the first time. Soon, a few of them had a chance to talk and they exchanged contact information. Because Zhao Qingyuan and Wang Chengcheng have not come yet, the male No. 2 Fang Zhongxi and the female No. 2 Li Hong sleeve are the most popular at this time.

These two people are traffic small students, one is the flow of flowers, the topic of the major entertainment sections is high, and they have a good relationship with them, it is absolutely beneficial.

Yu Qinghuan glanced at the circle of people, silently sighed, sadly filled his cup with corn juice. What is the use of so many people? No one is the type he likes, the heart is stuffed.

Liu Jia'an inadvertently saw the movement of Yu Qinghuan, and suddenly added a "playing newcomer to face the predecessors want to approach but not dare", watching Yu Qinghuan's eyes more pity.

This child is too insincere, how can such a character go on in the versatile entertainment circle? After that, it is better to lead the circle, and people are obedient and eloquent.

He stood up and was about to tell Yu Qinghuan to come to his side. The box door was suddenly pushed open. Wang Chengcheng did not speak first. "Oh, come so many people, am I late?"

A circle of people stood up and smiled with the smile: "It’s not too late, it’s not yet time."

"Yeah, Cheng Jie, you just came."

Wang Chengcheng nodded and smiled and said: "Then I will be relieved." Sweeping a position in the box, seeing a position closest to Liu Jiaan was seated by Li Hongshou, then walked over, softly said: "You are... ...red sleeves? Play the female number two."

Li Hongshou was somewhat flattered and stood up. "Yes, it is me, Cheng Jie."

Wang Chengcheng reached out and said, "I hope we can cooperate happily." The palm and Li Hong sleeve touched immediately and immediately blinked at her. "I came a little late. Can this position let me sit? I just have a script." The question should be discussed with Liu."

Li Hong sleeves stunned and quickly let the position "you sit, you sit."

"Thank you." Wang Chengcheng greeted her with a thank-you, and then no longer had the actors who had come up to talk, began to talk to the director group.

Li Hongshou seems to be still immersed in the excitement of Wang Chengcheng taking the initiative to talk to himself. When he walked, he accidentally touched the chair, and suddenly a good laughter was heard. Yu Qinghuan looked at the score. The fists of her hands were already screaming. White.

It’s really a big show.

Liu Jia'an seems to have said good things to the waiter. At 6:00, he began to serve. The specialty dishes are mainly Cantonese cuisine, and the amount of exquisite dishes is small, which is suitable for gatherings between actors.

In front of Yu Qinghuan, it is a plate of durian snow Mei Niang, white and fat, but also braved the cold, it is very delicious. He looked at the actors and actresses, and when everyone saw that they could not stand the chopsticks, they would like to take this dish as their own.

Durian's dessert has always been his favorite.

"Liu Dao, how did Zhao Ge have not come yet?" Rice just ate for a while, Wang Chengcheng said as if he had inadvertently asked.

"He." Referring to Zhao Qingyuan, Liu Jia'an's smile on his face was sincere. He seems to have a good relationship with him. "It's a bit of a thing today, it's a little late."

"This way," Wang Chengcheng's eyes waved, his fingers rubbed on the cup, and he said, "When he comes, we have to punish him."

Liu Jiaan smiled happily: "Let's say something."

In the small box, everyone has their own minds, and as much as possible to widen their network. Only Yu Qinghuan has a hard time burying his head, and even one person sitting around does not know.

The man’s face was covered with a large scarf, and it seemed to be sneaking in. No one noticed him. Even if he noticed it, he saw that he was timid and straightforward, and thought it was an insignificant supporting role.

Yu Qinghuan glanced at him during the meal. At this time, the man had already taken off his big scarf and revealed a beautiful and somewhat masculine face.

A bit familiar, Yu Qinghuan thought for a second, did not think of the name of this person, they did not care to bow their heads, continue to eat money.

Anyway, it is not the type he likes, who loves who.

Zhao Qingyuan felt that this little newcomer was a bit unusual. He looked at the table and he sat alone there to eat and eat deliciously. And he clearly saw his face, but it was still a look of trepidation.

At this time, shouldn’t you stand up in earnest and fear, and greet yourself quickly, then ask if you want to eat or not?

Zhao Qingyuan decided to put out the image of the Emperor, and taught the younger generation to do well. However, in the next second, he saw a new person picking up a chopsticks and scented the money belly into his mouth. Although he was elegant, he didn’t know how. It is very exciting to appease people's appetite.

Zhao Qingyuan touched his stomach and wanted to eat a bit. This newcomer is poisonous!

"Is it delicious?" was ignored for too long, but it was not as good as a plate of money. Zhao Qingyuan had some heart plugs and couldn't help but get together to talk with Yu Qinghuan.

"It's delicious." Yu Qinghuan did not turn his head, and he was happy to eat.

Zhao Qingyuan: "..."

Why is this little newcomer so independent!

Zhao Qingyuan feels that at this moment, there is only one sentence that can describe his mood: very good, man, your success has caught my attention.

Just thinking, Yu Qinghuan pushed the money belly to him. "Eat."

The tone is indifferent, as if you were sending a kitten and puppy to eat.

Zhao Qingyuan: "..."

Forget it, the big fire will have to eat full stomach.

As a result, the madly eating team has one more person.

The food intake of Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan was not small. Soon, the food near them was eaten almost, and the two men became friends with each other without knowing the names of each other.

"Durian Melaleuca is also delicious." Yu Qinghuan gave Zhao Qingyuan Amway, "Special incense, you taste."

When Zhao Qingyuan was on the sidelines, his face was very disgusted. "I don't eat durian."

"Durian is delicious." Yu Qing sighed and shook his head in regret. "You really have no good fortune."

Zhao Qingyuan is not convinced, "Where is my mouth! I will try it today! You are not waiting for me!"

After that, I closed my mouth and put a piece in my mouth. I thought I would be spit out. I didn’t expect it to be really good after a taste.

Yu Qinghuan was keenly aware of the change in his look and raised his eyebrows: "Not bad."

Zhao Qingyuan’s face is strange. “Yes...good.” It seems that durian is not as stinky as I imagined? It's quite delicious.

Although Yu Qinghuan is only in his early twenties, his experience is there, and even if he does not intend to make a joint, he will always be happy with Zhao Qingyuan. Zhao Qingyuan looked savvy, but in fact it was a naive and simple one. The two people became more and more familiar, and at the end of the day they became friends with good relationships.

Zhao Qingyuan took out his mobile phone and clamored for exchange of contact information.

Yu Qinghuan saved his phone number, and some awkwardly said: "Sorry, I don't have Weibo."

"Ha?" Zhao Qingyuan licked his ear and almost thought he had got it wrong. This year, there are actors who don’t have Weibo? He has several trumpet. Looking at Yu Qinghuan’s look is not like a fake, he will pull him. "That is a quick registration, you can definitely use it later."

Yu Qinghuan did not want to register Weibo at all. After the performance of the show was forgotten by the audience, there was no way to be entangled by him. He could not think of the reason for rejection and had to take out the mobile phone.

"Hey, the first person you care about is me," Zhao Qingyuan smirked at the shoulder of Yu Qinghuan. "Well, I am paying attention to you. You have to go back to one."

Yu Qinghua nodded and clicked on the fan notification in the upper right corner. When he saw the nickname and the avatar, he suddenly became silent. "You are - Zhao Qingyuan?"

"You don't know me?" Zhao Qingyuan rounded his eyes and looked at Yu Qinghuan incredulously. "I really don't know?"

Yu Qinghuan silently clicked on the customs, vaguely saying: "I didn't recognize it for a while."

Zhao Qingyuan understood it, what did not recognize it, this person really does not know him! He looked at Yu Qinghuan silently, this man is not from Mars.

He is now red and purple, not only that, but the nationality is still very high. When he goes to elementary school Loli, he goes down to fifty aunts and can basically call his name. He is not happy with a person who doesn’t know him. Circle, Zhao Qingyuan felt very novel, and more and more entangled Yu Qinghuan asked this question.

Rao is a good temper of Yu Qinghuan, and in the end it is a little impatient.

Before he came, he went online to check the information on the starring of "Life and Death". If he remembers correctly, Zhao Qingyuan is taking the cold-faced prince. How come now... so collapsed.

What a cold-faced prince, this is clearly a huskies in the entertainment circle!

However, Yu Qinghuan, who was voicing in the heart at this time, did not know, because Zhao Qingyuan’s move of concern, his concern, the fan of the trumpet, was pushed to the hot topic.

Fans familiar with Zhao Qingyuan know that his character is the most indifferent, and that the family is very rich, and entering the entertainment circle is just fun. Therefore, he is not as bound by other stars. Weibo is especially private. He only pays attention to the people he wants to pay attention to, and only sends out what he wants to send.

Nowadays, Zhao Qingyuan, who is doing what he wants, has paid close attention to a trumpet! Still a blank, even a trumpet that did not send a microblog!

Who is this Yu Qinghuan! It will actually let Zhao Qingyuan be willing to pay attention to an empty number!

On Weibo, the uproar was set off, and the topic of “looking for Yu Qinghuan” instantly reached the top of the hot search.

So, after two photos, Yu Qinghuan only used one name, and once again, some people made a hot spot that they couldn’t get all they could.

The author has something to say: Qing Huan: Who am I? Why is my luck so good... confused...