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The narrow attic was very clean.

This small loft is very small, it only has enough for a double bed and a small table, which is all the furniture.

The light coming in from the attic window illuminates the dimly dim environment, and the sun falls on the small table next to the bed with a few pictures on it.

Painting paper is not very good paper. The pigments are condensed into lumps on the paper, which also looks very poor quality.

The paintings are all the same coast, but the color of each one is different.

The top two are soft and warm colors, and the beautiful and soft colors cover a whole piece of drawing paper.

The author's drawing skills are not brilliant, but the colors are very beautiful.

Only one corner or a small half of the drawing papers pressed behind those two warm sheets were exposed.

Those black and dark colors crawled on the drawing paper with their teeth and claws, the dark clouds rolled and the waves shot, like a behemoth with a beast, opening a **** mouth to the world outside the canvas.

There are also several used syringes on the canvas, as if they were thrown away casually, becoming the only disharmonious mess in this small attic.

The sunlight fell on the low table, but the attic was extremely decadent.

Two hands that were white to a little transparent in the sun stretched out, and silently arranged the pieces of drawing paper, neatly stacked on the short table.

The young man at the table lowered his eyes with a dull expression and calm eyes. The sun fell on his long eyelashes, casting a shadow under his eyes.

His figure was thin and his back buckled, and at first glance it only made people feel deeply tired and weak.

Under the sway of his short sleeves, some red dots can be clearly seen on his arm, which is probably related to the syringes.

He pulled out a few pieces of drawing paper from the corner where some papers were piled on one side, and carefully wrapped the stack of less than ten paintings in the sunlight.

Contrary to his dull look, it was the neat movements of his hands.

As if he had already made some decision, his actions were very simple. After carefully wrapping the painting in his hand, he took out a sheet from the pile of paper, cut it into a suitable size, and took the drawing paper. Carrying the drawing tools, he bent over and left the attic.

"Crack!" Guo Kuang yelled, looked down at the monitor, and looked at the scene three times before saying, "Pass!"

Chu Qiu put down the painting tools, rubbed his face, and squatted on the ground for a while, cleared up his emotions, then raised his head, and nodded to Guo Kuang, who was frowning and a little worried.

The makeup lady waiting next to me happily ran over, while preparing the makeup remover, she said happily: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Chu Qiu looked at her with such a happy look and couldn't help but smile.

Miss Sister probably feels bored and crooked here, she always needs sun protection, and there is no entertainment here.

It is indeed a good habit to take a break from sunrise to sunset, but for people who live in cities all the year round, especially young people, it is simply torture.

"Tongxi." Chu Qiu raised his face, and in coordination with the makeup removal, he also reached out to remove the red dots on his arm and the three layers of powder rubbed on his hand.

"It ended a week earlier than the scheduled schedule." The little brother Guangguang was also very happy, "Vacation! You can take enough vacation for a week!"

"Xiao Qiu probably hasn't been on vacation for such a long time." The photographer also ran over, sat on the side, swiping his mobile phone, "The fixed-stage promotion of "Jianghu" has begun to be recorded, right? Zhou Yixing has been tired for the past half month. I’m out of shape. It’s said that I have to run five shows a day at the top."

"It's the starring role." The makeup lady answered, "Xiao Qiu doesn't have many scenes there, so Zhou Yixing is definitely not as busy as Zhou Yixing."

This is true.

The big movie comes out to a certain file, basically it is to promote running and breaking legs, which is much more tired than making a movie.

Sometimes a propaganda has just ended, and several online media will come to interview during the break in the background, not to mention the physical and brain-consuming variety shows to participate in for the promotion.

When running publicity, I really want to break one minute into two minutes.

However, during the period from March to May of Chu Qiu, there were not many propaganda content about "Jianghu Xing".

It wasn't until June, when Zhenger Bajing began to publicize in many places before the screening, his schedule would become full.

But Chu Qiu still has a "Taijing" in his hand.

Liu Aiguo is a very sleek director. Basically, he is willing to spend money and energy to manage both the upper and lower channels. The editing is also personally supervised. He has very rich experience in playing sideballs, and the card review basically does not happen to his crew.

Therefore, Director Liu has just begun to finish the rough cut, and he has already begun to prepare to promote "Taijing".

The audience of IP dramas is there, and there is no channel for publicity. What's more, the gimmick of the original author who personally edited the script and supervised the group is enough for the original book fans to smash the popularity of the TV series.

After the finale, Guo Kuang brought the crew back to City B, and a dozen or so people had a dinner together as a finale banquet, and then broke up on the spot.

The deadline for this year's Yar Film Festival is approaching. Guo Kuang didn't want to waste a little time, and returned to his studio with the film.

Looking at that posture, Chu Qiu felt that Guo Kuang would not leave his studio in these two months.

Back in City B, Zhang Dali also gave Chu Qiu three days to rest and adjust. After three days, Chu Qiu was taken out of the bed early in the morning and taken to the program group.

Zhou Yixing and some important figures from the "Jianghu Xing" crew also arrived one after another.

This is a big variety show.

Chu Qiu found a corner to sit down under the attack of a group of big guys, holding the desk and listening to Zhang Dali talking about this and that.

Today, Chu Qiu is going to record two consecutive issues here. In the morning, he will be responsible for the promotion of "Jianghu Xing", and he will be responsible for the vase. In the afternoon, it will be the promotion of "Taijing", so he needs to make more preparations.

Zhou Yixing finally found Chu Qiu in the corner of the backstage. He curled his lips as he watched Chu Qiu and Zhang Dali not chatting together.

"Xiao Qiu, pay attention, this is not the kind of chat show like "Treasure Map"."

Zhang Dali turned his head and glanced at Zhou Yixing. He saw the state that Chu Qiu was accustomed to doing well, so he didn't say anything at all.

However, out of the feeling of becoming an old father, Zhang Dali patted Zhou Yixing on the shoulder.

The words are earnest and heartfelt: "Xiao Qiu stays next to the station, please pay more attention to it."

Zhou Yixing promised, just as the stylist came over, he simply sat next to Chu Qiu.

The Taiwanese book had actually been in Chu Qiu's hands three days ago, but he still habitually confirmed it again before officially starting.

Especially in the afternoon with Liu Wenqing.

Chu Qiu was not at all worried about the publicity with Zhou Yixing in the morning, after all, Zhou Yixing claimed to be a gem that could hold up the entire show alone.

In fact it is.

Zhou Yixing guarded Chu Qiu tightly on the show, and asked Chu Qiu some questions by name, and Chu Qiu answered fairly well.

There was a small group of fans holding the Chu Qiu card in the audience, and they looked disappointed.

The host noticed that Zhou Yixing was half-truth and half-truth: "Don't **** Chu Qiu's words."

"Don't make trouble." Zhou Yixing shook his head, "Chu Qiu is super shy. If you don't believe me, stare at him for ten seconds, no, five seconds, his face can turn red into a tomato!"

As soon as his voice fell, the whole studio was quiet, countless light fell on Chu Qiu, and the big screen behind him also gave Chu Qiu a close-up.

Chu Qiu didn't react at all. He was stunned for two seconds, unconsciously moved two steps behind Zhou Yixing, turned his head and slightly avoided the camera that was slid, leaving only a red eartip to the big screen.

The small group of fans holding the Chu Qiu support sign immediately screamed like a knock on the medicine, raising the light sign and support stick in their hands and playing CALL frantically.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah how can our autumn be so cute! !

"Look at what I said." Zhou Yixing smiled and leaned against Chu Qiu, who was betrayed by him. "I also tell you that every time Chu Qiu goes on this kind of show, he will do the same as homework. Three, four, one, two, three, four lines, one, two, three, four."

"Don't look at him like this, he has worked very hard for the variety show." Zhou Walking's Breaker Yixing sold Chu Qiu without hesitation.

Even during the impromptu lottery session, he ran to Chu Qiu, took out a big white rabbit from his pocket, handed it to Chu Qiu, and then caressed Chu Qiu's head.

"I, Zhou Yixing, let you feel the power of Koi Autumn today!" Zhou Yixing raised his sleeves and drew out a card box full of improvisation requirements. "Come out! Goodbye in the rain!"

The big screen behind him was cut to the unopened card in Zhou Yixing's hand.

"Why say goodbye in the rain?" the host asked.

Zhou Yixing smiled while opening the envelope, "Because I only acted in this plot not long ago, so I don't need to use my brain."

The envelope was opened, and it actually read the words in the rain.

The host glanced at Chu Qiu in surprise.

"Director? This is definitely a show effect, right?" She couldn't believe it. "There are fifty different cards in it? Fifty!"

"If you don't believe me, try it, lend you a big white rabbit." Zhou Yixing handed her a candy, "tribute."

Chu Qiu, who was touched by the dog's head again and stuffed with sugar: "..."

Zhou Yixing can be proud, "We Qiu is a big baby!"

The big baby Chu Qiu said that he did not want to speak, and removed a candy from Zhou Yixing's mouth in an attempt to block his mouth.

Zhou Yixing once again fell into too much sage time after the recording of the show.

He silently took Chu Qiu and Zhang Dali to have lunch, and then silently sent Chu Qiu back to the building of the program team.

As soon as Chu Qiu got out of the car, he happened to ran into Liu Wenqing who was driving over.

Zhou Yixing looked at Liu Wenqing, then at Chu Qiu, and then patted Chu Qiu on the shoulder with a painful look.

"Good luck." He finally said the first sentence since noon.

Liu Wenqing looked at Zhou Yixing, feeling deeply that he had been targeted.

And Chu Qiu, after going to the backstage, gave Liu Wenqing a set of the small script he printed out.

Liu Wenqing looked at the one, two, three, and four listed above in shock.

Chu Qiu sat on the stage and recorded the first conversation. The host’s question still remains with the two heroes and heroines Liu Wenqing and Xu Huan.

Chu Qiu looked down the stage and found that the audience in the afternoon had changed a group, but the people holding the light sign of his name were still sitting in that group. In the afternoon session, there were more spectators holding his light sign than in the morning. Fully twice.

There was a commotion among the twice as many fans.

Chu Qiu swept around in confusion, and was finally surprised to find that not far from the auditorium, Mr. Qi was leaning against a camera at the entrance, looking at him with a slight smile.

After discovering that Chu Qiu looked over, Mr. Qi raised his hand and waved his hand in a small arc.

I haven't seen it for half a month, Qi Tianrui seems a little tired between his eyebrows and eyes.

He was holding a paper cup in his hand, which seemed to be handed to him by the staff, and Zhang Dali was also walking up to Qi Tianrui at this time and talking with him in a low voice.

Chu Qiu scanned Qi Tianrui's slightly tired expression, pursed his lips slightly, and withdrew his gaze.

Go back and do something to make up for Brother Qi.

Chu Qiu thought while answering the host's questions according to the small script.

The audience Qi Tianrui was tired, so he simply found two vacant VIP seats, sat down with Zhang Dali, signed the names of the fans next to him, and continued to whisper there.

It's been three months since Sister Liu's stomach, Zhang Dali has already started to find people around him to name his little father.

Qi Tianrui reported several names, but was killed by Zhang Dali.

Qi Tianrui and Zhang Dali, who were distressed about the name of the future Xiaogongju, never expected that Chu Qiu, in the "kitchen help" part of this show, happened to draw Qi Tianrui who is sitting now. seat number.

When they heard the seat number reported by the host, Qi Tianrui and Zhang Dali were dumbfounded.

Qi Tianrui froze in his seat, wondering whether Chu Qiu was too unlucky or he was too lucky.

The moment the camera hit Qi Tianrui, everyone was silent for a second, and then screams instantly filled the entire studio!

The author has something to say: Chu Qiu: Are you moved?

Qi Tianrui: Don't dare to move, don't dare to move.