Birthday

In the morning, Qi Xingchen was woken up by a remote call from An Ran. When he sat up from the bed, his body felt like it had been run over by a big truck, and everything hurt.

The multifunctional record player was of good quality, and even after a night, it was still playing music, and the new song was playing at the right time, Qi Xingchen lazily listened to it for a while while holding the quilt, and became more and more perplexed.

Acrobatic performances are usually accompanied by background music, because he grew up practicing acrobatics, he is more sensitive to music than ordinary people. He listened to the melody several times, and it was very similar to the one sent by the station sister.

...... It could also be that his memory has been distorted after the accident, or that it has been too long since he remembered it. He was also curious about the earring on Bai Ye's avatar for a long time after he added the other party to his WeChat account.

--Is the world that was created in the book really so real that even the fan "Qi Xingchen" who sends you an earpiece exists?

Qi Xingchen looked at the time, and thought, "Forget it, I'll ask Bai Ye when I see him.

Rubbing his eyes and stretching, Qi Xingchen reluctantly went to wash up. When he went downstairs, he deliberately stepped softly, not wanting to wake up his family.

When he arrived at the first floor, he found all of them, except Qi Jiaze, who was still in the hospital with him, fully dressed and sitting on the sofa, looking at him in unison.

"Dad, you guys ......" Qi Xingchen was surprised, "Why are you up so early? It's not even six o'clock!"

"Send you," snapped Mr. Ki, "go."

It wasn't the first time Qi Xingchen had seen such a scene, but he felt that there was something strange about it today. Dad and Big Brother looked normal, but Sister seemed a bit nervous.

The chauffeur drove a seven-seat commercial car, Qi Xingchen got into the car in a daze. The same as every time before, Qi Yunxiao sat in the passenger seat, Elder Qi sat in the first row of the back seat, and he and Qi Yuji sat in the last row.

Not long after the car drove out, Qi Yuji organized his language, "Xingchen, last night I saw that your skin was a bit dry, so I bought you some skin care products and face masks and sent them to the crew, they'll probably arrive tomorrow. There are also snacks that will arrive almost tomorrow, if you can't use them up or eat them, give them to your colleagues on the set and make good relations."

Qi Xingchen's hair is numb when she hears "I can't use it up, I can't eat it" - my sister has always been very exaggerated in her purchases, and it looks like she didn't send too much this time.

But it was the thought of a loved one, and he said happily, "Thank you, sister!"

"It's okay, those dozen or so face masks are quite good, you can try them," Qi Yuji paused, "And I heard that there are also hip masks from abroad, do you want them? If so, I'll ask my classmates to bring you some."

Butt Mask ......

As the name suggests, a butt wrap is applied to the buttocks.

So why the butt wrap? It must be to beautify the buttocks 丨.

So why glorify the buttocks 丨? It's such a private place that you can't usually see it in your pants, and you can't see it yourself.

Only do something when the other party can see it.

The conversation suddenly took a 360-degree Thomas spin in an unexpected direction, and Qi Xingchen was so startled that he subconsciously looked at his father and brother to see if they had heard him.

Unfortunately for those two, one of their bodies was leaning to the left 丨and the other to the right 丨and their ears were exposed, so close to being pressed up against his mouth to listen.

Qi Xingchen : "......"

How much does the family really know ahhhhh!

"Sister, sister," he panicked, "I don't have to, I really don't!"

"Oh, then let me know when you need it and I'll send it to you," Qi Yuji and Qi Yunxiao exchanged glances, "By the way, how much of the stuff I brought you last time did you use?"

Qi Xingchen : "......"

Sure enough, it's her ah ah ah!

If body temperature could be visualized, Qi Xingchen would be smoking right now. He couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and his face seemed to be dripping a basin of blood with every word: "No, it didn't work."

"Really useless, huh? All adults, no need to lie to your sister."

Qi Xingchen is on the verge of a breakdown: "It's useless! It's useless! I don't know who to use it with!"

Seeing that he didn't look like he was faking, the other two of the Qi family let out a long breath. They are both happy that the family's golden cabbages haven't been arched with nothing left, and angry that their Xingchen is so cute, so why isn't the pig interested in arching it to the last step.

However, in order to prevent his favorite brother from dying of shame on the spot, Qi Yuji didn't ask again. Only when Qi Xingchen got off the bus, he quietly told him, "Feel free to use the birth control products, the family has left you 30,000 pieces, definitely enough."

"......" Qi Xingchen flings the car door open and runs away.

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Back in the snowy city of J, when I got off the plane, An Ran and the Male One special car were waiting in the parking lot.

As the end of the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. An Ran was afraid Qi Xingchen was freezing and had two military coats in the car.

When she saw him get into the car, An Ran shook out her coat and wrapped it around him, complaining, "Why don't you wear a scarf?"

Actually, it wasn't that he didn't wear it, he was in a hurry when he left from the theater and didn't have time to take it. Qi Xingchen vaguely said, "I forgot, it's okay, it's not cold."

"...... You're so red in the face," An Ran surveyed him for a moment, "It can't be a fever, can it?"

Qi Xingchen touched her cheeks, but because her hands were cold, she couldn't be sure because everything she touched was hot.

"No," he shook his head, "don't worry about me, just get back to the theater."

An Ran knew his character and didn't say anything. When he arrived at the set, Qi Xingchen went to greet the director first, and An Ran went out to buy a piece of ginger and made him a pot of ginger soup.

Qi Xingchen coped by saying she would drink it later, then when An Ran went out, she secretly took it to the bathroom and poured it all out.

Remembering that he had just returned to the group, the director didn't arrange too many scenes for him that day, and let him go back to the hotel to rest before six o'clock. An Ran pressed the hotel elevator while saying, "I didn't have time to ask you in the morning, but the first batch of letters that the support group wrote to you yesterday have already been sent to the company, would you like to take a look?"

"What day is it?" Qi Xingchen was a little confused.

"The 23rd. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day start tomorrow, followed by your birthday on the 28th, not many days to go, and letters from other station subs and unofficial backers are being sent to the company."

Speaking here, An Ran paused and frowned slightly, "Xingchen, you don't look too good. The last batch of medicine is about to expire, so why don't you go upstairs first, and I'll go to the drugstore to buy a thermometer and cold and fever medication."

It was so cold, Qi Xingchen didn't want to toss and turn An Ran. Besides, he just felt dizzy, no sign of cold or fever.

He stopped An Ran, "I will be fine after a night's sleep, if you want to buy medicine, wait till tomorrow."

"Okay. ......" Before getting off the elevator, An Ran said helplessly, "If the night gets hard, call me immediately and I'll come over anytime."

"Got it, don't worry." Qi Xingchen watched An Ran leave.

After not taking a proper shower yesterday and taking public transportation today, Qi Xingchen ran to the bathroom first thing when he entered the room and put in a full tank of hot water.

Taking his cell phone and getting into the bathtub, he had wanted to chat with Bai Ye on WeChat, but he accidentally fell asleep while typing.

When he opened his eyes again, the water was cold through and through. He shivered and jumped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around him and crawling under the covers.

Heavy-headed to the point of not supporting him to video with Bai Ye again, he hurriedly sent a sentence: [Today is particularly, particularly sleepy, no video], and then fell back to sleep.

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The result of this maneuvering was obvious: when he woke up the next morning, Xiao Qi had been hit.

It was not a common cold, but a severe cold, the kind where the nose was so blocked that not a single breath could come out. His temperature reached 38 degrees, and An Ran dragged him to the hospital for three bottles of water before his temperature returned to normal.

The doctor said that he had an inflammation and advised him to stay in the hospital for a few more days. In order to recover earlier and interpret the role of Liang Xiaolong in the best condition, Qi Xingchen started a miserable life of filming during the day and going to the hospital at night to get a hangnail.

During this time, he was afraid to tell Bai Ye about his illness and communicated only in Chinese characters, citing the fact that he was having a night play.

He had never cared about being sick, but now that he couldn't watch Bai Ye with impunity, it finally taught him the horror of illness.

Three days passed like this, and on the fourth day the doctor agreed not to use the bottle. Qi Xingchen looked at the back of his hand, which had been pierced with needle holes by the little nurse-in-training, and shed tears of joy.

Now he has no fever at all, his voice isn't as muffled as it was before, his nose is slightly stuffed up, but he has no problem reading his lines or anything like that.

It is estimated that in two or three more days, it will be ready.

The fourth day happened to be the 28th, the birthday he shared with the original owner. Entering the set, he followed the usual practice of doing his costume. After everything was done, he didn't wait for the first scene to start filming, but the director's assistant, Da Zhuang, ran over and called out to him, "Xingchen, there's a handsome guy in a big caravan waiting for you outside, go take a look!"

The Ultimate Evolution Grand Caravan? Dudes?

Could it be that Chen Nuoya was trying to kiss his ass and trade him an RV?

Qi Xingchen was particularly intrigued by these two adjectives, and followed Da Zhuang's direction.

Only on the biggest street around the city center village, there was a military green cross-country caravan that was comparable to a tank. Looking closer, the length of the body was about the same as two large trucks combined, and the height was about three meters - comparable to the height of a small one-story building.

A dozen or so passersby were gathering around pointing at the car and tutting. Qi Xingchen was also shocked and pushed his way through the crowd.

"Hey you young man," a woman, probably scratched by him, crossed her arms and said, "squeeze what ah, tall white long? If you want to see, just look outside!"

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Qi Xingchen hurriedly apologized.

"You can't say you weren't paying attention? My shoulder was hurt by your squeezing, you should pay for it - but you can't afford to pay for it," the woman spat, "Bah, count me unlucky."

Qi Xingchen was wearing takeaway uniforms and onlookers thought he was a delivery man. Another man responded, "That's not true! Besides, what's the point of coming over to look at the car, it's a rich man's thing, millions of dollars a piece, how many takeaways do you have to deliver to be able to afford it?"

The conditions will make people narrow-minded, Qi Xingchen lazily ignore them, as if they did not hear. The first thing I want to do is to get a good deal of money from the government, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

The man placed his left hand on his abdomen and bowed slightly, "Second young master, I'm Mr. Qi's assistant, and Mr. Qi asked me to drive this car over to you."

Oh, so it's big brother! Qi Xingchen lost his senses and shook his hand.

The woman in the back who heard these words changed her face dramatically, lowered her head, and quietly ran away, dragging the man with her.

The rest of them got the talk and talked to each other with raised eyebrows.

Of course, Qi Xingchen didn't care to listen to what they had to say and couldn't help but be shocked by his big brother's handiwork, "What kind of car is this? I don't think I've seen it on TV before!"

"Mercedes-Benz off-road saloon Zetros 6X6, limited to only nine units worldwide."

"!" Qi Xingchen sends out an unseen soul torture, "That must have been expensive, right?"

"It's okay, the unit price is more than ten million dollars, but-" the assistant gestured "nine", "in order for you to have a unique cross-country caravan, Mr. Qi bought all nine of them, so its value has risen accordingly."

"......" Qi Xingchen was dumbfounded.

Over a hundred million dollars! That's over a hundred million dollars! Doesn't it hurt?

Seeing the second young master silent, the assistant opened the door of the rear compartment, continued to introduce: "This car is particularly well equipped, bedroom, kitchen, small living room, small study, bathroom, toilet have everything, kitchenware, bedding and bathroom Qi always sent someone to change, all domestic and foreign super first-line brand, you can rest assured that you can use."

"..... Good, good," Qi Xingchen stammered.

"Then my mission is complete, so I'll leave you to wish the Second Young Master a happy birthday."

"Wait." Qi Xingchen called out to him, "Can you drive it back first? I can't use it for the movie!"

"Afraid of affecting your filming, Mr. Qi has already greeted the director beforehand, the car is parked here, you can nap on it during your usual breaks, or you can invite your coworkers to go out and play together."

With that, the assistant got into another accompanying car and took off.

Qi Xingchen stayed for a few minutes, called Qi Yunxiao to thank her, and then arranged for Old Qin to come over to watch the car and go back to the crew.

The first scene of the day had just finished filming when there was suddenly a rumbling sound from the sky. Looking up, I saw a helicopter hovering low in the sky.

Probably because they didn't find a tarmac, the personnel on board could only shout with a loud speaker, "Second young master, we are helping Director Qi to deliver the airplane! There's no tarmac here, so we've parked the plane on the roof of the Deheng Mansion. Happy Birthday to you!"

Qi Xingchen : "...... Hey, I didn't get a pilot's license!"

"It's okay, J-City pilots, waiting for your orders twenty-four hours a day!"

"Rumble, rumble, rumble-" rolled a gust of wind, and the plane ran away again.

The entire cast and crew: "Holy shit, airplanes plus RVs ...... Xingchen, your house is too trenchant, right? After a while is it going to send objects from the sea?"

Qi Xingchen thought: I don't think so, he already has a yacht.

"Go, go, go, don't watch the fun, keep adjusting the camera position," Director Zhou blasted the people back, and rushed Qi Xingchen, "It just so happens that we have a scene of searching deep in the mountains later on, Xiao Qi, when the time comes, lend me your airplane, I'll give you a report on the expenses. I'll pay for it."

"No problem." Qi Xingchen numbly said.

The next Qi family subsided for a while, the morning passed, nothing happened except that Master Qi asked him if he liked the purple color of the plane.

He thought that was it for the day, but when he finished filming two rival scenes in the afternoon, a Shunfeng boy rode up on a tricycle in the dust, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Qi Xingchen? There is a delivery for you, please sign for it."

Qi Xingchen nodded his head in agreement, and the SF man got out of the car and opened the iron carriage behind him. The wagon gurgled down a large pile of couriers, all packed in paper bags.

Qi Xingchen signed to the soft hand, sent off the SF guy, and opened the first file bag.

Inside is a real estate license.

Open the second one, still with the real estate license.

Open the third ...... Forget about typing.

Qi Yuji's achievement of buying him two suites in each city has been GET.

Da Zhuang was dumbfounded: "Xingchen, I'm not saying, why do you want to come to the movies and suffer like this? Why don't you just go home and become a rent-a-boy?"

Another supporting character speaks like Da Zhuang: "Not really!"

Qi Xingchen explained that he likes acting and so on. If he didn't really like it, what kind of second-generation person would come out to suffer as an actor?

Director Zhou, with a hopeless look on his face, blasted the people back for the third time, "Stop looking, all of you shoot the movie for me!"

Luckily, there was really nothing else to do in the afternoon. Qi Jiaze had been accompanying Tao Xuan and didn't have too much time to dump big objects, so she simply made a cute dancing video for Qi Xingchen as a birthday present and wrapped up all the electronic advertisement screens in J City and H City to give him support.

Qi Xingchen said: "Everywhere you go, you can see himself, but it's also twisted enough QAQ," he said!

In the evening, Director Zhou wrapped up his work an hour early and said, "Xiao Qi's family is so rich, I can't compare with them, but I still want to give Xiao Qi a good birthday. I've booked a private room in a KTV, let's have a good drink tonight and relax on the way."

"Wow!" Everyone in the crew raised their arms and cheered, "Thank you Director Zhou, thank you Xiao Qi!"

"Director Zhou," Qi Xingchen, however, was rather embarrassed, "I just lost a few days of progress due to a cold, it's not good to lose any more time, don't go."

"It's okay, you are polite with me what strength, hurry to remove makeup and change clothes to go. And KTV is having a guest waiting for you, if you don't go, I can't account for it!"

Guests ...... What guest?

Qi's gifts have been sent, certainly not family, probably which of his friends. Qi Xingchen guessed all the way did not guess out, and finally was pushed by a group of people to the door of the KTV box.

Director Zhou had booked a KTV similar to a private club style, with a lot of privacy and few guests. No one was in the corridor at this time, it was the best time, everyone coaxed together, "Xingchen, open the door!"

Qi Xingchen mood was also driven by them, and laughed as he pushed the door, "Okay, so one, two, three, sesame--"

"Open the door," the voice ended abruptly before the word "open the door" could be uttered.

-- As a birthday song floats through the box, Bai Ye stands in front of a five-tiered cake and gazes at him tenderly and fondly, mouthing, "Happy Birthday, baby."