In the welfare house, Qiao Rong had been back for several days.

When Qiao Sheng arrived, he was boxing with his younger brothers and sisters.

He was still a nameless extra. After signing with Snowball Entertainment, Qiao Sheng had not had time to get a script for him, and he was still acting as an extra in Hengcheng Film and Television Base.

Qiao Sheng also talked to him about this, but Qiao Rong felt that he still had a lot to go.

Qiao Rong felt that with his current acting skills and abilities, he was not enough to take the lead in a film and television drama.

He also wanted to hone his skills in Hengcheng Film and Television Base.

Qiao Sheng did not deny his idea, but encouraged him.

Seeing Qiao Sheng come back with a lot of bags in his hands, everyone came to help.

Du Fei was a little shy when she saw so many brothers and sisters for the first time. She huddled behind Du Ziteng with her small body, hugged his legs, and showed only a timid face.

However, soon, under the leadership of Qiao Sheng, she became friends with the children in the welfare home.

Qin Ma was the only one at the New Year. Qiao Sheng was afraid that she would have too much trouble preparing the New Year's Eve meal, so he booked the meal at the hotel a few days ago.

When the agreed time came, someone from the hotel would naturally deliver the prepared meal.

In the afternoon, Qiao Sheng waved his hand again and took several older children to the supermarket to buy.

In the evening, everyone gathered in the dining hall, watching the Spring Festival Gala while eating.

Qin Ma took a stack of red envelopes and gave them to the children one by one, and Qiao Sheng naturally got one too.

Qiao Sheng originally wanted to refuse, but Qin Ma said that he had not yet married, so he had to accept this red envelope for good luck.

Qin Ma also prepared Du Fei's, and the father and daughter could not persuade Qin Ma, so they could only accept it embarrassedly.

After knowing Du Fei's life experience, Qin's mother looked at Du Fei with love.

She felt that Du Ziteng had a hard time and praised him for taking such good care of Du Fei.

The children who received the New Year's money had happy smiles on their faces, especially after opening the red envelopes and seeing the amount inside, they smiled even happier.

In the past, Qin's mother would also give them red envelopes during the New Year, but because of the problem of the welfare home's funds, the red envelopes Qin's mother wrapped were very small, basically less than five yuan.

This year, with the money that Qiao Sheng sent regularly every month, Qin's mother was generous for once, and she put a red Mao Zedong in the red envelope for everyone.

On this day of family reunion, Qiao Sheng looked at the lively group of people in front of him, and there was an indescribable warmth in his heart.

He took a photo and sent it to Bai Shu.

Bai Shu: Oh, I'm having a New Year's Eve dinner, it's quite rich, let me show you mine too.

Soon, Bai Shu also sent back a photo.

Judging from the background of the photo, Bai Shu is in the lobby of a hotel. The whole crew is gathered here, and it looks very lively.

Bai Shu: How is it, not bad?

Qiao Sheng: Not bad, but I seem to see someone drinking beer again.

When looking at the photo, Qiao Sheng saw a can of beer in front of Bai Shu at a glance.

Bai Shu immediately sent a voice message.

"It's New Year's Day, let me drink two cans."

Hearing Bai Shu's sweet tone, Qiao Sheng immediately surrendered.

Qiao Sheng: Drink it, but you can only drink two cans.

Bai Shu: Thank you for your grace, I have nothing to repay you, I can only...

Qiao Sheng: Can only promise you my body?

Bai Shu: I can only feed you two handfuls of grass when you are my cow and horse in the next life.

Qiao Sheng: [Speechless expression] Then you have to feed me fresh grass!

Qiao Sheng: Forget being a cow, but if you are a horse, I only allow you to ride me.

Bai Shu: Driving, right? !

Qiao Sheng: I dare not, how long will you finish filming?

Bai Shu: I guess it will take half a month. Why, do you miss me?

Qiao Sheng: Of course, I miss you day and night, when I walk, eat, and poop.

Bai Shu: Why do I feel that your missing you has all kinds of flavors.

Qiao Sheng: What about you, do you miss me?

Bai Shu: I am just average.

Qiao Sheng: Damn, it’s a good thing I wrote a song for you.

Bai Shu: Oh? You just finished recording an album, and you started writing songs for me again?

Qiao Sheng: That’s right, you wait, before you become the queen of the film and television industry, I will put you on the throne of the queen of the music industry.

Bai Shu: The album has not been released yet, and I am not even a second-tier singer now.

Bai Shu is not wrong. Even though she has been crowned as a first-tier female singer in the first two years of her debut and has won some awards, after she faded out of the music industry, without the support of song data, she has fallen.

Falling to the position of a third-tier singer.

She is not worried about her position in the music industry at all. She is waiting for the album produced by Qiao Sheng for her to be released after the New Year. It is not a problem to rush back to the second tier.

If Qiao Sheng can continue to write songs for her, it is only a matter of time before she becomes a first-tier singer.

Hearing Qiao Sheng say that he has written a new song for her, Bai Shu suddenly feels itchy and sends a voice message directly.

Bai Shu: "Hurry up, sing a few lines of the new song for your sister."

Qiao Sheng pretended to cough twice, cleared his throat, looked around and sang softly.

"I miss your smile, your coat, your white socks, and the smell of you."

Bai Shu: You are worthy of being a genius producer. The lyrics are good and the singing is also good.

After these days of learning, Qiao Sheng's singing level has improved a lot. He is not a powerful singer, but he can finally sing it out for others.

Qiao Sheng: That's right, it's not bad. Since you miss me, I'll give you this song.

Bai Shu: Since you miss me so much, I will give you a surprise after the Chinese New Year.

Qiao Sheng: What surprise?

Bai Shu: It's not a surprise if I tell you, you can guess.

In the end, Qiao Sheng tried his best, but he couldn't get Bai Shu to say anything.

In order to change the topic, Bai Shu sent a question: By the way, the album is ready. The company asked me to think of the album name. I really can't think of it. How about you think of one?

Qiao Sheng replied without hesitation: 999.

Bai Shu sent a few question marks to express her doubts to Qiao Sheng.

Bai Shu: ? ? ? Do you want to call 666?

Qiao Sheng: No, I mean the album name, which is called 999.

Bai Shu: Does this name mean nine hundred and ninety-nine, or just three nines?

Qiao Sheng: Either way.

Perhaps because she thought the typing was too slow, or perhaps because she thought Qiao Sheng was teasing her, Bai Shu directly called.

"Hey, Qiao Sheng, are you sure you're not kidding me? What does 999 mean? Do you want everyone to think I'm selling cold medicine?"

Qiao Sheng smiled and said, "I can't tell you now. You'll know after the album is released."

Bai Shu's doubtful voice reached Qiao Sheng's ears through the microphone: "Are you sure you're not taking revenge on me for not telling you what the surprise is?"

Qiao Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Really, there's absolutely no revenge. This album name has a meaning, but I really can't tell you now. You'll definitely know after the album is released."

"Mysterious, okay, I believe you, but if I find out you're playing a trick on me, you'd better be careful of your skin. Humph."

Bai Shu finally compromised and didn't continue to ask.

In this regard, Qiao Sheng felt that Bai Shu was particularly reasonable and never asked questions to the end. Even if she had some doubts, she would choose to believe Qiao Sheng.

To be honest, this was the tacit understanding they established when playing games.

Qiao Sheng can always predict the timing of the enemy teammates coming to gank in advance, and often tells Bai Shu in advance to be careful not to rush.

Sometimes, Qiao Sheng's prediction can even be accurate to a few minutes before the jungler appears in the bottom lane.

It's as if he is the jungler on the opposite side.

At first, Bai Shu sneered at Qiao Sheng's judgment, but after suffering a few losses, even if he was very confused about how Qiao Sheng knew, he would obey.

This time, Bai Shu also chose to believe Qiao Sheng.

As for the surprise she said, she didn't plan to tell Qiao Sheng anyway.

Let this stinky dog ​​guess.

He will definitely not guess.

Humph.

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