Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Chapter 8 Serious Chapter 1

When Bi He returned to Xue Qiao's house, it was already past dinner time, and the room he opened the door was still the same as when he went out.

He raised his arm and sniffed the smell on his body. In fact, he couldn't smell anything from a few glasses of beer, but when he stepped into Xue Qiao's house, he felt that there was always an unbearable smell of alcohol on his body.

Open the living room window, turn around and go into the bathroom to take a shower.

Compared with the public bathhouse in Tongzilou, Xue Qiao's bathroom is of course very high-end.Bi He took the old-fashioned shower for several years, and it took a while to turn on the hot water successfully.

The shower gel that Xue Qiao used smells good and looks expensive. Bi He didn't feel ashamed to use too much, so he squeezed a little bit and took a shower, then put it back intact, even squeezing his head in the right direction. It is exactly the same as before picking it up.

He washed his hair, and the yellow-haired Bihe reappeared with a thump.

He really likes his non-mainstream hairstyle that is easy to be dismissed. It's so boring to be well-behaved.

However, the play has already begun, and he can only continue to behave.

Bi He went back to the guest room and took out the pomade that he bought yesterday, took it into the bathroom, and followed the steps in the manual to dye his hair back to black. After admiring it in the mirror for a while, he felt that he could go to a hair salon to work.

After finishing everything, I packed the used disposable tools in new garbage bags separately, and slipped back to the guest room with the changed clothes and unused pomade like a thief, and hid them in the suitcase.

Standing in the middle of the guest room for a while, Bi He felt a little bored, picked up his phone and took a photo.The old-fashioned mobile phone didn't even have a front-facing camera. He flipped the phone over and held it up, grinning and snapping one.

Staring at the photo and looking at it, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit inconsistent.

Bi He pouted, and threw the phone on the bed.

When the Orange mobile phone was first launched, Ma Gan wanted it so badly. He didn’t spend money on drinking for more than half a year, and he actually saved thousands of dollars to buy it. Even though Orange 2 had already come out at that time, Ma Gan was still desperate. .

Bi He is different from him. Bi He can’t save money, so he wants to eat a big bowl of pork rib noodles more than buying a camera phone with a front camera.

Thinking of the pork ribs noodles, he felt that he was starving. He went to the living room and found the takeaway phone number Xue Qiao left behind. He was a little hesitant looking at the condensed menu on it.

In this high-end neighborhood, ordering takeaway is not cheap.Bi Hezuo got into the sofa, took out the money and counted it again, and finally sighed deeply.

Forget it, go hungry, get up at noon tomorrow and eat three meals, what a bargain.

After thinking about it, Ge You slumped into the sofa, and his eyes turned around the room full of Xue Qiao's atmosphere, and he felt that the other party was really different from himself, at least he wouldn't even be reluctant to order takeout.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of a key opening the door came from the entrance, and Bi He quickly stood up and returned to his straight back.

"Are you back?" Before the words fell, the steps that went forward stopped.

The man who opened the door and came in was also taken aback when he saw Bi He. The two looked at each other, and they were silent. A handsome face appeared from behind the man.

"I'm back." Xue Qiao closed the door and greeted Bi He. Seeing that the other two were looking at him, he smiled, changed his shoes and entered the room to introduce, "This is my manager, Qin Li. Of course, Xiao He, you should be called Brother Qin."

Bi He nodded, and saw Xue Qiao patted his agent on the shoulder and introduced himself to the other party: "The friend I told you in the morning."

The man named Qin Liran looked at Bi He again after hearing the words, and shook hands with Bi He, with a faint smile on his lips: "Hello, Qin Liran."

Bi He shook back subconsciously: "Bi He."

Qin Liran had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. He let go of Bi He's hand and walked towards the sofa.

Bi He subconsciously stepped aside, and couldn't help but look at Qin Liran more.

Xue Qiao's manager didn't look like a down-and-coming person in the entertainment industry at all, but a businessman, dressed in a suit meticulously.

Bi He rarely sees such a man. He usually sees a fat man with tattoos who loves to shave his head, or a social hooligan who is fooling around. The rare normal person is also a warm, enthusiastic and reliable young man like Xue Qiao.And this Qin Liran was born too gentle, full of bookish atmosphere, but his eyes are very sharp at first glance, he is a person who has seen the world.

So much so that Bi He even felt a little uncomfortable standing in front of him.

"Why are you so serious." Xue Qiao rubbed his hair with a smile, "Sit down, have you had dinner yet?"

Bi He looked up at the wall clock. It should have been time for dinner, but he was so hungry that he said casually: "No, I'm too tired when I come back. Let's take a nap first."

Xue Qiao went into the kitchen with the things in his hands, and said with a smile: "That's just right, let's buy some dinner, let's eat together."

"Ah... good." Bi He quietly glanced at the man on the sofa.

Qin Liran didn't look at him. Seeing Xue Qiao busy in the kitchen, he also got up and walked to him, washed his hands and skillfully took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard.

He is Xue Qiao's manager, and he is probably familiar with Xue Qiao's home. He helped Xue Qiao put the take-out dinner into bowls and plates, and chatted with Xue Qiao about work matters at the same time.The atmosphere of the two is familiar, and they look like friends who have been together for many years.

Xue Qiao put the plate on the dining table, saw that Bi He was still standing, and greeted him: "Xiao He, come and eat."

Bi He came back to his senses: "Want to help? I... let me pour you a glass of water."

Xue Qiao quickly pressed his shoulders to let him sit down: "No, let's eat."

There was a warm temperature in his palm, Bi He turned his head and glanced at him, maybe because he was too tired from work today, Xue Qiao had a tired look on his brows and eyes, but his expression was still very gentle.

Bi He sat down obediently, and the three of them occupied the table at one side and ate in silence.

Xue Qiao should be really tired, and his speech is shorter than usual, but he still brings food to Bi He from time to time.

"I bought them casually, and I don't know what you like to eat now." Xue Qiao pushed the soup in front of Bihe, "It tastes good, try it."

"Don't worry about me, you can eat." Bi He looked at him with a guilty conscience, "You are so busy with work, eat more."

Xue Qiao smiled, Bi He looked at him, and put a piece of pork belly into his bowl.

The dinner on this table is almost all vegetarian dishes, and the only portion of meat is pitifully small.

Xue Qiao thanked him, and Qin Liran beside him suddenly called out coldly: "Ah Qiao."

Xue Qiao paused, but before he could speak, Qin Liran had already snatched the piece of meat that Bi He put in from his bowl naturally.

"He has to avoid eating recently." Qin Liran glanced at Bi He, as if explaining something.

Xue Qiao glanced at Bi He apologetically, and said with a smile: "Liran picked me up as a guest on an outdoor variety show, how should I put it, show off your abs, you know."

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Bi He nodded knowingly, and said with a smile: "Being a star is not easy."

Before Xue Qiao could speak, Bi He heard Qin Liran say again: "As an artist, this is the basic professionalism."

Bi He was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously nodded.

He glanced at Qin Liran, who had a normal expression and looked like an elite when eating.

Bi He suddenly missed Comrade Ma Gan who had just been separated for a long time.

Even squatting on the street and listening to those social brothers bragging, it seems more comfortable than now.

After eating, Qin Liran didn't leave right away. He and Xue Qiao sat in the living room and chatted about work. Bi He always felt awkward sitting next to him, so he simply pretended to answer the phone and went into the guest room.

Bored, I hugged the pillow and rolled around twice, feeling the aftermath of being hit in the afternoon came back again, and fell asleep drowsily.

Maybe it's the so-called Risi dream, he always dreamed of the black-haired Bihe these days.

A well-behaved, boring and old-fashioned middle school boy.

The yellow-haired Bihe was leaning against the wall with his trouser pockets in his pocket, and the black-haired Bihe walked in front of him. He whistled, but the other party couldn't hear him at all, and walked forward without any response.

The five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation in his hand, if the yellow-haired Bihe opened it, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to read a single sign.

don't go.

The black-haired Bi He approached the person against the light at the end of the corridor, Huang Mao opened his mouth to call him.

You are leaving this place soon, and walking towards that person is not a waste of time.

But he didn't say it, watching the boy in summer uniform getting closer to the beam of light.

Forget it, the yellow-haired Bihe gave up.

The so-called people who have come here have to pass once before they are considered to be here.

He whistled, turned and walked in the opposite direction to the black-haired Bi He.Walking all the way, he walked into the guest room of Xue Qiao's house.

Bi He opened his eyes, he fell asleep unknowingly, and the light was still on in the room.

This moment seemed to repeat a certain scene. Ever since he came to bring Xue Qiao's house, he always seemed to fall asleep unconsciously like this, and then woke up suddenly in the silence.

Opening the door and going out, Qin Liran seemed to have left, the light in the living room was off, only the balcony was on.

Bi He walked to the French window, Xue Qiao was sitting in a chair on the balcony, with his slender legs stretched out, and there were script-like documents spread out on it, but he didn't read them. He looked at the night sky in the distance, as if he was thinking about something, with a look on his face There is a bit of exhaustion in the earnestness.

Xue Qiao's fans don't like passers-by to praise Xue Qiao as handsome. They say that Wuli Daqiao is handsome, and adjectives like handsome are too weak.

Bi He looked at Xue Qiao's side face under the dim light, the faint light flickered on his face, his face flickered on and off, it didn't look like the daytime appearance, it was a bit more handsome and sharp.

Bi He felt that he was possessed by Qiao Fan, and couldn't help but "suck" in his heart.

He came back to his senses, glanced at his blurred shadow reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows, and called softly to the person on the balcony: "Ah Qiao."

Xue Qiao turned his head when he heard the words, with Bi He's familiar smile on his face: "I thought you were asleep."

"I fell asleep for a while, and suddenly woke up again." Bi He stepped into the balcony, Xue Qiao got up and changed to the chair in the back to sit down, and patted the one he was sitting on just now.

Bi He sat down cooperatively, turned his head and looked at the script in Bi He's hand: "Are you going to make a new movie?"

"Not necessarily." Xue Qiao smiled, "The company's own IP drama, the characters are not too breakthrough, I am actually hesitant."

Bi He also smiled. The Xue Qiao he knew was not a person who would hesitate. The other party would say this, and he should be still analyzing and weighing.

"I remember you acted in an IP drama before." Bi He said, ""Wolf Smoke", right? Young Marshal Yan."

Xue Qiao said: "Yes, but that movie is considered to be a cooperation with another company."

As he spoke, he raised the script in his hand: "This is completely my own play, have you read the novel "Bright Moon and Dark Clouds"?"

Bi He shook his head obediently, he spends his days wasting away, how could he have the leisure to read novels.

Xue Qiao automatically understood that Bi He didn't pay much attention to domestic novels abroad, and said with a smile: "The company let me watch the male lead, but I would rather play a supporting role, a scheming regent, what do you think? How about it?"

Bi He didn't quite understand this, so he shook his head again and asked, "Don't you want to play the leading role?"

"It doesn't matter if it's the protagonist or not." Xue Qiao changed his sitting position and said leisurely, "I prefer to play non-repetitive characters. Do you know that I played the Wind of the Wind? The hero of this movie is a bit like him, so it's better to attract me with supporting roles .”

"Who do you want to play?" When talking about work-related matters, Xue Qiao had a different look on his face. He looked relaxed and casual, but he had the ability to attract people's attention. Bi He became interested and followed his words asked a question.

Xue Qiao smiled: "A man named Moga... Let's count it as a villain for now. To be honest, I haven't acted as a villain yet."

Bi He has never seen the original work, so he doesn't know what kind of character this villain named Moga is. He tilted his head and said: "You are so handsome and have good acting skills. You must be able to play anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Qiao suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were the same as usual, but Bi He always felt that there was a slight change in his smile.

"What's wrong?" Bi He asked.

Xue Qiao shook his head and said with a smile, "Xiaohe, you seem to be more cheerful."

"Really?" Bi He was stunned for a moment, rubbing his cheeks with some embarrassment, "Am I talking too much?"

"No, it's very good." Xue Qiao looked at him, his eyes were a little gentle reflected by the light, "Actually, I never thought before that I could still chat with you like before."

Bi He raised his eyes to look at Xue Qiao. The man in front of him was gentle and handsome. He was really the same as many years ago, and he hadn't changed at all.