Divorce me for fame and fortune, why are you crying when I make you a famous queen?

The next day, after several days of continuous rotation, Su Qingmei finally returned to Linjiang.

But she couldn't stop working.

No, as soon as I got off the plane, I had to rush to an official branch of the poetry contest in Linjiang to shoot a promotional video for the finals.

Fortunately, the filming location was in the city, and after getting off the plane, the group quickly came to the venue.

In fact, it is also simple, it is a studio, the background is the LOGO of the poetry contest, and Su Qingmei can stand in front of the camera and say a word.

When she arrived at the place, the staff was still preparing, and Su Qingmei was holding a notebook to read the words.

It's not much, two or three sentences, the important thing is not what she says, but that she appears in the promotional video, and the attention of the poetry contest finals will be there.

Idle, Zhou Yun curiously took a look at the official blog of the poetry contest, at this time, the online voting will end in one day, and the little girl doesn't understand poetry, pure gossip, and looks directly at the rankings.

"Well, the number of votes for the first place is more than double that of the second place, and the second place is so miserable.

Zhou Yun looked at it, the first place was more than 1 million votes, and the second place was only 500,000, which was too miserable.

Looking at it again, the second place is called Guo Muzhi, as if he has heard of it, and then looks at

Zhang Hong: "Sister Eh, I remember that you seem to have bought Guo Muzhi's poetry collection?"

Although Zhang Hong is in the vanity fair of the entertainment industry and is a dedicated agent, he still has a bit of poetic yearning in his bones, and he likes to read prose and poetry in his spare time.

I did buy Guo Muzhi's poetry collection, but it also belongs to personal privacy, and I don't mention it much, but I didn't expect it to be exposed by Zhou Yun's little gossip at this time.

She brushed her hair unnaturally, glared at Zhou Yun, looked at the surprised Lin Zhou, and then said

, "When I was young, I liked to look at it."

Zhou Yun smiled: "Don't you like to look at it now when you're

old?" Zhang Hong raised his hand: "I'm old?" "Wrong, wrong, Sister Hong, I'm wrong!" The little assistant immediately begged for mercy, and suddenly sighed, pointing to the name of the first place: "

Xuezhou? from the amateur station? This can't be the Xuezhou teacher from Sister Qingmei, right?"

Lin

Zhou was silent for a moment, and turned his head to look away seemingly casually.

Su Qingmei hummed very calmly.

"Wow Sister Qingmei, you already knew?" Zhou

Yun asked curiously, Zhang Hong was also surprised, "Isn't Teacher Xuezhou a songwriter? Why did you write poems again?"

Su Qingmei put down her notebook and said lightly: "I don't know either."

Zhou Yun and Zhang Hong were also used to it, and looked at Xue Zhou's poem curiously.

The two women quickly finished reading it, with different expressions.

Zhou Yun, who was more emotional, began to wipe her eyes, "When I was a child, my mother often sewed clothes for me, this poem is really well written!" Zhang

Hong was silent, bowing her head, as if remembering something.

Su Qingmei looked at Zhang Hong and said softly

: "Sister Hong..." Zhou Yun also reacted, and hurriedly comforted: "Sister Hong, you still have us!"

They all know that Zhang Hong's mother has been dead for a few years, and this poem undoubtedly provoked Zhang Hong's sad memories.

Zhang Hong raised his head and patted Zhou Yun: "It's good if you two don't get angry with me

!" "Hehe, yes, Hong's mother!"

Zhou Yun hugged Zhang Hong's arm and coquettishly, Zhang Hong pretended to hit her twice, but the smile on her face was very kind.

"By the way, Sister Qingmei, aren't you going to be a judge in the finals?

Zhou Yun suddenly remembered, quite excited.

For them, Xue Zhou is undoubtedly one of the heroes of Su Qingmei's return to the peak of popularity, and the song "It's a pity it's not you" helped Su Qingmei reverse her desperate situation.

But this teacher Xuezhou is very mysterious, except that he knows that he is a man, his age and appearance are unknown.

It's impossible to say not to be curious.

"Qingmei can recover her popularity so quickly, in addition to external forces, it depends more on our own people.

Zhang Hong looked at Lin Zhou and said with a smile.

Although Xue Zhou's works helped Su Qingmei shine on the stage, Lin Zhou's personal companionship, protection and supervision made Su Qingmei quickly adjust her state to the best.

Lin Zhou is even more indispensable in this.

Zhang Hong is the agent and the leader of Su Qingmei's team, so naturally he can't chill the team's heart.

What's more, Su Qingmei herself said, "He is not an outsider."

Su Qingmei also looked at Lin Zhou and snorted.

He really helped me a lot.

Where you can see it, and where you can't see it.

Feeling Su Qingmei's eyes, Lin Zhou could only smile, and it was hard to say anything.

At this time, the staff came to greet and was ready.

Su Qingmei got up, walked to the front of the LOGO, and faced the camera.

The filming director took a look at Su Qingmei's outfit, wearing a cyan cheongsam, graceful, and the oblique slit skirt showed a small white jade-like calf up to the knee.

The surrounding staff were a little stunned, they usually shoot some third- and fourth-tier small artists, when have they ever photographed a star of this level?

And it is also Su Qingmei, who is known as the top three beauties in the entertainment industry and the first leg essence!

I used to feel beautiful when I watched it on TV, and I wondered if it was due to the filter.

Today, when you look at it so closely, people are just wearing light makeup, just standing there, without laughing, and they have already captivated the country and the city.

The

director calmed down, beckoned his subordinates to pay attention, and hurriedly filmed it.

There are only two lines in the line: "Inherit Chinese culture and recreate famous stories through the ages, I am Su Qingmei, I am waiting for you in the poetry contest!" Su Qingmei

didn't smile during the whole process, she basically couldn't laugh except for singing and meeting fans.

However, as long as the cold goddess stands in front of the camera, she is beautiful without saying a word.

The director watched the film and was very satisfied, and this part can already be played and enjoyed on a loop.

"It's okay, Mr. Su has worked hard.

As soon as the director finished speaking, the staff hula went up to surround Su Qingmei.

Lin Zhou was startled, and hurriedly rushed over to separate the crowd and block in front of Su Qingmei.

"Teacher Su, I'm your fan, please sign my name!" "Teacher Su, I'm your

dance fan, please take a photo with me!" It

turned out that these people wanted to sign a photo with Su Qingmei, Lin Zhou turned sideways, but he was still very cautious to protect Su Qingmei's side.

Su Qingmei looked at him and was about to speak, when the enthusiastic staff had already handed over the autograph book.

Su Qingmei never tires of fans, meets the requirements one by one, and finally the director also came over and suggested that everyone take a group photo together, everyone's circle of friends is about to explode today.

People were starry, Su Qingmei stood in the center, and Lin Zhou confirmed that he was safe, so he silently stepped aside.

At this time, a young girl shouted: "Teacher Su, your boyfriend should come over and shoot together." The

little girl shouted out, and the scene was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at Lin Zhou in amazement.

This is Mr. Su's boyfriend? Wouldn't it? I haven't heard of it?

But if I think about it carefully, this handsome man just now was so careful to protect Su Qingmei, and her boyfriend is MAX, maybe it's really Ha! Su Qingmei was

also stunned, and just wanted to speak, Lin Zhou had already said:

"I am Miss Su's

assistant."

Everyone was stunned, and the little girl also realized that she had said the wrong thing

, and said again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Su, I said nonsense."

Su Qingmei looked at Lin Zhou, and then nodded to the little girl: "It's okay."

After everyone took pictures, they finally called it a day, and Su Qingmei left under the cheers of the workers.

The four of them got into the car, and Zhou Yun suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha, they actually thought that Brother Lin was Sister Qingmei's boyfriend, and they laughed at me, hahaha!"

Su Qingmei originally habitually moved her position to lean against the car window to look at the scenery outside, but when she heard the words, she stopped, sat next to Lin Zhou, and glared at Zhou Yun in front:

"Funny

?" Zhou Yun was still giggling there, and turned around and said, "Yes, Sister Qingmei, don't you think it's funny?" You and Brother Lin, how is it possible, hahaha

!" Zhang Hong wanted to raise his hand to her again, and urged: "Drive!"

Zhou Yun sighed, then stopped laughing and started the car.

Zhang Hong turned back to Lin Zhou and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, Xiao Yun has no intentions, she didn't mean that."

Zhou Yun, who was still driving, reacted and quickly explained

: "It's not Brother Lin, I'm not saying that you are not worthy of Sister Qingmei, I just think that the personalities of the two of you are not suitable, you are a good person, really!"

Lin Zhou was speechless, I didn't say anything, you will send me a good person card?

Su Qingmei suddenly spoke: "Xiao Yun, I plan to invite you to eat crayfish tonight."

Zhou Yun was overjoyed when she heard this: "Okay, okay, there were only two plates of crayfish that day, and I didn't eat enough!"

Su Qingmei said again: "But now I don't want to."

"Huh?" The little assistant was depressed: "Sister Qingmei, are you teasing me? Don't bring this!" Su Qingmei

said lightly: "Send me home."

Zhou Yun had to agree and drove towards Xuemei Garden.

At this time, Lin Zhou's mobile phone vibrated twice, and he looked sideways at Su Qingmei, only to see that she was leaning on the back of the chair, squinting her eyes, and seemed to be resting.

Lin Zhou took out his mobile phone, but saw that it was a private message from the station of the fishman singer:

"Lao Zhou, things are right, the organizer promised to let you participate remotely, and you can not show your face."

Lin Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, that's it, and replied: "Thank you! I will invite you to dinner next time I come to Kyoto!" "

Well, there is another thing, they want to change the rules of the finals, the finals will not be released in advance, the questions will be randomly drawn on the spot, and they will also require seven steps to become a poem." The

fishman singer didn't babble before, and her tone was a little guilty:

"I'm sorry, my dad can't speak, he didn't stop it, this trick was proposed by the guy from the Poetry Association, just to embarrass you." "

The people of the Poetry Association study this thing all day long, and after a few glasses of wine, they become rioters, and it is common for them to compose poems on the spot.

Guo Muzhi is even more of a master, and it is obvious that this rule is to help the Poetry Association target Xuezhou.

"Seven steps into a poem?" Lin Zhou was stunned, and he didn't know what his mood was.

Good guys, this is directly delivered to the door.

are all lovers of Chinese poetry, why are they in a hurry?