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Chapter 263 I, Yu Qian, wish to smoke, drink and perm my hair for the Guo family from generation to generation
Hide in the small building to form a unified system, regardless of winter, summer and spring and autumn.

It was a day when the spring breeze was rippling, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night. On this day, Han Qiao pulled back the quilt in a trance, moved away his pink and tender arms, and walked into the toilet tremblingly. He saw the man in the mirror inadvertently, and was shocked. , This man is unshaven, his cheeks are thin, his complexion is dull, his appearance looks haggard, Han Qiao is in a trance, it turns out that I was hurt by wine and sex, and I am so haggard.

How can a man be addicted to wine and sex.

Han Qiao swears viciously, from today on, I will never live with sex.

After washing his face with cold water, his drowsy head from the cold became clearer, and he slipped into the bed, squeezed the soft dough balls in his arms, and hummed: "It's so cold, what time is it?"

Han Qiao lowered his head and looked, what a big stumbling block, he had to eat food at a bite, and things had to be done little by little, quit drinking today, and quit sex tomorrow!
Convincing himself, Han Qiao felt relaxed, stretched out his hand and patted: "Sister Yuanyuan, don't sleep, get up for a meeting."

Time flies, and it is afternoon again.

Waking up lazily, Han Qiao is making breakfast in the kitchen. Crack the eggs and fry them with oil. They are golden and crispy. Shout: "Sister Yuanyuan, call the mutton restaurant outside the community to send over some mutton."

"Then order a few side dishes, don't be too spicy."

"Eating mutton again." Gao Yuanyuan muttered, her pretty figure was wrapped in pink pajamas, and a small section of white ankle was exposed in the fluffy slippers, and she put down the mop in her hand.

The mobile phone on the tea table buzzed, I reached out to take it, looked at it, walked to the kitchen, leaned against the door, and teased, "I dare not answer Sister Ma's call, lest she say I kidnapped you again."

"Sister Ma is so scary." Han Qiao turned off the fire, poked Gao Yuanyuan's fat baby face, and answered the phone. On the phone, Ma Jia's voice was furious: "Xiaoqiao, it's almost done. It's been a few days, and I can't do my work yet." I did, I contacted Xu Zheng as you said, there was a conflict in the schedule, and he said he would call you personally to explain."

Xu Zheng has no schedule.

Burning white paper on the grave, fooling ghosts?
People are on an embarrassing journey, without Xu Zheng, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little less flavorful. Han Qiao feels troubled: "Sister, how about this, I will go to communicate with Xu Zheng again, and you will continue to communicate with other actors."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qiao looked through the address book. He had Xu Zheng's phone number. Back then, "Love Through Time and Space" intended to invite him and Xu Zheng to act as two male leads, but unfortunately, Han Qiao refused.

There is no cooperation, but there is still a nod of friendship.

In the call log, there are more than a dozen missed calls in red. Han Qiao was a little embarrassed. After dialing the phone, Xu Zheng's voice came out a few seconds later: "Brother Han, why did you think you called me?"

Ask knowingly.

Han Qiao smiled: "Brother Xu, what have you been up to lately?"

"There is a TV series to be filmed." Xu Zheng paused: "By the way, Brother Han, thank you for giving me the opportunity to act in a movie, but I'm really sorry, the schedule for the second half of the year is quite urgent, I don't know if I can wait here ?”

At that time, in a high-end residential area in Shenghai JA District, Xu Zheng was lazily sitting on the sofa with a pot of hot tea on the tea table beside him. Finished, picked up the teacup, looked at the Huangpu River outside the balcony at dusk, and said casually, "I'm really sorry bro, there is a chance to cooperate next time."

hang up the phone.

Tao Hong came over hearing the sound, wiped his hands on his apron, and asked, "Did Han Qiao call back?"

"I'm back……"

"He's really famous. I didn't answer more than a dozen calls..." Xu Zheng had a good impression of Han Qiao, but he's been tormented these days.

"He has the qualifications." Tao Hong curled his lips, sat down and snatched the cold tea for a while, and devoured it: "Han Qiao's first movie, it's a pity to just reject it like this."

"What do you think?"

Xu Zheng looked at the prodigal ladies and said with pain: "His movie is on the Spring Festival. There are several blockbuster movies on the Spring Festival. The investment of this movie is only 500 million. This is my first movie, and the risk is too great."

"makes sense……"

"But it's not good to be offended by such a refusal. In this way, I will find a relationship and give Qin Lan a gift..."

Xu Zheng nodded: "Prepare a copy for Gao Yuanyuan and Li Xiaoran, no wonder there are so many people..."

"It's a pity, Han Qiao, this time the film has a bad start..."

Tao Hong smiled: "Even if the box office of the movie is not good, the Hanqiao of the TV series is still the first-class in China..."

"You don't like him, do you?" Xu Zheng touched his bald forehead, a little cold, looked suspiciously, and said jealously: "Han Qiao has three girlfriends now, and you are the only one."

"What?" Tao Hong quit, put down his cup heavily, tore off his apron, and covered his head and face: "You're promising, right? Why weren't you so hard-headed when you chased after my old lady? You still want to find three girlfriends. Han Qiao is so handsome." Not to mention, people have a lot of hair, but your hair is gone, can you do three?"

Xu Zheng flicked his ears: "It's so annoying."

Han Qiao is great, and I'm not bad either!

………………

Han Qiao hung up the phone.

Xu Zheng's popularity is really not weak at this time. "Spring Brilliant Pig Bajie" is a popular national drama, and "Love Through Time and Space" itself is the pillar of Shenghai Drama Art Center. It is the first film in the mainland, "People on the Journey" lost Xu Zheng's joining, and the wings broke before filming started.

This is really embarrassing.

The most important thing is that without Xu Zheng, Li Chenggong couldn't find a replacement for a while.

Han Qiao was worried.

There was a warm touch on his arm, and Han Yuanyuan stretched out her fingers to smooth Han Qiao's frown, disgusted: "You are so young, you look so sad and ugly."

"What's wrong? The movie didn't go well."

Han Qiao touched Gao Yuanyuan's soft hand, and smiled: "It's nothing, just a little bumpy, by the way, let's go out to eat later, don't you want to open a bar?"

"We're just going to check out the place."

"Okay, I don't want to say it." Han Yuanyuan felt a little lost, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Han Qiao, it doesn't matter what others think. The most important thing is that I have confidence in you. It will definitely work."

Dying.

Han Qiao's heart was pounding, and it seemed impossible to succeed in rebooting.

………………

A woman's waiting may mean the birth and death of a species.

When Han Qiao was about to faint, Gao Yuanyuan finally packed up and walked out of the room with her bag.

Han Qiao took a look, dammit, plain face, long hair shawl, simple white sweater, paired with light blue jeans, it will take so long.

"How about it, I matched it carefully." Gao Yuanyuan opened her hands, turned around, and asked expectantly, "Does the makeup look good?"

Han Qiao hurriedly flattered her, but she couldn't say no to flattery. Gao Yuanyuan's appearance was dull, her temperament was fresh and refined, and her simple style of dress just showed the calmness of the sky.

Gao Yuanyuan was very satisfied, and spent more than an hour of "inner makeup" in vain.

The two drove around the North Sea.

The bar culture in Yanjing is very strong. It originated from rock and roll. At the beginning, this was an exclusive activity for the children of the big courtyard. After so many years, rock and roll has spread, and bars are everywhere. The most famous ones are Beihai and Houhai.

The bars in Houhai are more commercial, but the bars in Beihai are much quieter.

In the car.

Han Qiao looked out from the car window. At this time, the neon lights were first on, the bar was open, and young people in twos and threes wandered around the intersection: "Sister Yuanyuan, do you think this place is okay?"

Gao Yuanyuan looked at it: "Go down and take a walk."

"Row."

Hanqiao parked his car. This is an alley behind Beihai. The flow of people is not as much as that in the front alley, and the bar is deserted.

Han Qiao and Gao Yuanyuan walked along the alley and looked at a few of them. The business was deserted, and most of them had transfer signs hanging on the door. Gao Yuanyuan was a little entangled: "This place is quiet, but the business is too bad. If this continues, we guess You must die."

Han Qiao didn't expect Gao Yuanyuan to have the idea of ​​making money, so he wondered, "Sister Yuanyuan, are you sure you can make money?"

Gao Yuanyuan was originally full of plans, but when she heard this, her heart darkened, she rolled her eyes at Han Qiao, stroked her wind-torn hair, and said angrily, "I don't make money, you support me."

"I'll support you." Han Qiao blurted out.

"Let's talk about it after you reach the legal age of marriage." Gao Yuanyuan spat in disgust, not wanting to continue this topic, and looked into the distance: "Let's go to Qianjie to have a look."

The front street is much more lively, the lights are feasting, and the singing is rippling in the night.

After shopping around, Gao Yuanyuan sat on the stone bench, straightened her two well-proportioned legs, hammered the hammer, and sighed, "It seems that business is really not that easy to do. The back street is too quiet, and the front street is too lively. ideal."

Han Qiao handed over the golden corn, picked up Gao Yuanyuan's leg and put it on his knee, hammered and pressed it casually, ate the tofu, thought for a while, and asked, "Sister Yuanyuan, do you want to clear the Qing Dynasty? Do you have any friends to chat with?"

"Yes." Gao Yuanyuan chewed the corn slowly with red lips, feeling like a hamster eating. Seeing Han Qiao's profile, under the light, Han Qiao's face had soft lines, a gentle and serious expression, and a warm current surged in her heart. She couldn't help saying: "Xiaoqiao, I want to open a bar. Besides my friends, there is another important reason..."

After a pause, he put down the corn and said hesitantly, "Actually, I'm under a lot of pressure, so I just want to have a land that belongs only to me. You don't know, pretending to be a goddess is also very hard."

"Then don't pretend."

Han Qiao patted his leg, motioned for another leg, and said: "We are public figures, but there is no need to act according to the public's ideas, as long as you are right for the audience, not to say that you are a goddess in the eyes of others. , you have to put on the airs of a goddess, it’s too tiring, you can do whatever you want.”

"It's not as easy as you said." Gao Yuanyuan poked Han Qiao's face: "I'm not like you, I'm talented and willful. Only if I play "Gao Yuanyuan" well, the audience will not be disappointed?"

Han Qiao smiled: "Why do I hear that you look down on yourself a bit."

As she spoke, she clasped Gao Yuanyuan's shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "In my heart, Sister Yuanyuan is always the best, so, to me, you are just Gao Yuanyuan, not Gao Yuanyuan in the eyes of the audience."

"It's so nasty." Gao Yuanyuan pretended to be disgusted, stuck out her pink tongue, stretched out the corn, and leaned in front of Han Qiao with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "But I like it very much. I will reward you with a big corn. Keep going."

Sugar-coated shells.

Eat the sugar coating and hit the shells back.

It's been a while.

Han Qiao shouted: "I see, it's so boring to open a bar, Sister Yuanyuan, I'll take you to a place."

………………

Han Qiao drove to Zhengyangmen in DC District. In the dark night, the ancient watchtowers of Zhengyangmen stood in the darkness.

After passing the watchtower, drive along the road for more than ten minutes, and turn into the west entrance of Dashanlan.

The two got out of the car and walked side by side. On both sides of the street were ancient restaurants with red lanterns hanging. People were coming and going, very lively.

Han Qiao pointed to a small two-story building with red tiles and white walls and said, "Sister Yuanyuan, we're here."

"Guangde Building."

Han Yuanyuan is from Yanjing, and Zhonghua First Street is a well-known opera shop in Yanjing. She said: "You don't want me to open a Peking opera shop, Xiaoqiao, or forget it, the cost is too high .”

"Go in and have a look."

Han Qiao took Gao Yuanyuan's hand and got mixed up in the crowd.

Guangde Building is a small two-story building with 200 seats on the first floor and 10 luxurious boxes on the second floor.

There is an advertisement at the door: "Yanjing Crosstalk Conference".

That's right, this is Guo Degang's three-acre land.

In her previous life, she heard that Gao Yuanyuan liked to listen to the cross talk of Deyun Society, and she could even say a few words.

However, at this time, the Deyun Society had not yet been established. Guo Degang had been in Yanjing for 7 years, and the wife he saved was originally the "Yanjing Crosstalk Conference".

Han Qiao thought that since this was the case, it would be better to invest in Deyun Club, so that Gao Yuanyuan's concerns would be satisfied, and she would have her own business in the future.

On the high platform in the front, a fat man with a kind face and kind eyes was wearing a dark coat. Beside him was a short, fat middle-aged man with a personality, wearing small sunglasses, curly curls, a blue coat, and a folding fan.

There are pocketbooks on the table.

Han Qiao and Gao Yuanyuan found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, looked up, and said that it was Guo Degang and Yu Qian who talked about the cross talk.

Gao Yuanyuan had also heard cross talk before, but in her impression cross talk was meaningless, she turned her head to look at Han Qiao, and saw Han Qiao with Erlang legs up, catching melon seeds, looking at it curiously, smiled, reached out for the teapot, and poured a hot cup Tea for Han Qiao.

Guo Degang folded his hands on the stage, smiled and said, "Hundreds of people have come to listen to the cross talk, to praise us..."

"Um"

"Actually, many viewers like you, Teacher Yu Qian."

Yu Qian continued: "Show love."

Guo Degang smirked: "I have partnered with Teacher Yu for some time, and it has helped me a lot..."

"Hey, you're too polite to say it."

"If I, Guo Degang, have such a small achievement?" Guo Degang pulled two fingers apart.

"Hey... your guest..."

"Then it's all due to my own efforts..."

"Hey, say..." Yu Qian wanted to be humble a few times, but his raised hand froze.

There was a lot of laughter in the audience.

Yu Qian wondered: "That...you don't talk about me in the future, don't gesture to me."

"Aren't you finished?"

………………

The two people on the stage spoke vigorously.

The audience also joined in, laughing from time to time.

Han Qiao looked back at Gao Yuanyuan, Gao Yuanyuan's white neck was raised, her soft long hair was draped over her shoulders, her delicate nose was raised, her red lips smiled slightly, Han Qiao smiled, and handed over the prepared melon seeds, Gao Yuanyuan Looking down in wonder, he took Han Qiao's melon seeds, picked one out with plain hands, fed it to Han Qiao, picked it up by himself, stretched his eyebrows, and could see that he was in a good mood.

A cross talk lasts four to 10 minutes.

With the end.

Gao Yuanyuan stretched her waist, showing half of her pink and tender waist, looked back at Han Qiao, looked at Han Qiao, and said excitedly: "I didn't expect cross talk to be so interesting. It's so funny. That chubby one is Mr. Guo." ?"

"That's right, Guo Degang smashed the gang." Han Qiao said casually, "Sister Yuanyuan, do you want to go backstage to see him?"

"is it okay?"

"Of course." Han Qiao grabbed Gao Yuanyuan's hand. Maybe she was protected too well when she was a child.

If others give it, they will ask "really give it to me"?
Quite fun.

Han Qiao took Gao Yuanyuan to the backstage. There is actually no shortage of people here, but they are all rich people in private rooms. If you want to meet a good gentleman, if you are particular, you will leave a contact information and go to the mansion another day A narrative.

Cross talk is an old business handed down by the ancestors, and there are many rules.

Han Qiao and the others were almost done. They walked over, took off their masks, and politely said to the staff, "Hello, I'm Han Qiao. I want to see Mr. Guo. Is Mr. Guo free?"

The staff member was dizzy and said without raising his head, "Another day, it's too late today."

Han Qiao smiled and handed over the money: "Please inform me."

The staff didn't expect Han Qiao to be so generous. When he looked up, his eyes were familiar. After looking carefully, he was amused: "Aren't you that... the big star Han Qiao?"

"You also like to listen to cross talk, I will inform Mr. Guo right away."

Han Qiao is a popular star, cross talk is a minority, and there are only these people in the circle. Actually, there are only a hundred people in this show.

The arrival of Han Qiao is also a kind of publicity for the theater.

Soon.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian came hand in hand, seeing Han Qiao from a distance, Guo Degang said politely: "Mr. Han is here, please come inside."

Han Qiao took Gao Yuanyuan's hand and smiled: "Mr. Guo, Mr. Yu, please come inside."

People in flowery sedan chairs carry people, and in the rivers and lakes, there is only one face.

There is a lounge in the background.

After a few people took their seats.

Han Qiao said politely: "I have heard that the cross talk between Mr. Guo and Mr. Yu in Qianmen is wonderful, but I didn't expect it to be even more exciting than I imagined."

Guo Degang waved his hand modestly: "Mr. Han's love is all given by the audience."

Han Qiao introduced Gao Yuanyuan to Guo Degang. Hearing that Gao Yuanyuan likes to listen to cross talk, Guo Degang gave her his usual folding fan on the spot and invited her to join him often in the future.

Several people chattered a few words.

Leave a contact.

Han Qiao stood up to say goodbye, just as Guo Degang was about to leave, and several people walked towards the door, when they reached the door, a child plunged into Han Qiao's arms, sat down on the ground with an ouch sound, not afraid of pain, and jumped up Get up and shout: "What's the matter with you, buddy, why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Han Qiao still hasn't spoken.

Guo Degang grabbed the child's ears with one hand, ignored the child jumping up and down, and said apologetically, "Mr. Han was offended. This is Guo Qilin, a dog. He is young and ignorant."

Han Qiao looked at Guo Qilin, who had a big butt, struggling to get his trouser pockets torn off, most of his buttocks were shaking, Han Qiao took out his mobile phone, wiped it, and waved his hands: "Small things, children are ignorant, just give them a spanking. "

Guo Qilin's body froze, and he was honest.

"Hahaha..." Yu Qian laughed loudly, and threatened Guo Qilin, "Have you heard that, why don't you hurry up and apologize."

"sorry."

"I was wrong."

Guo Qilin bowed down decisively to apologize.

Han Qiao smiled. He would not compete with a child. After saying goodbye, he turned the corner to the backstage and tipped 3000 yuan.

This is also a good custom. If you speak badly, the audience will coax you off the stage in a fit of anger. If you speak well, of course there will be rewards.

The two got into the car.

Gao Yuanyuan was in a good mood, playing with the folding fan, she slapped Han Qiao, and glared coquettishly: "You're such an adult, you still bully people and children,"

"How big is it?" Han Qiao said seriously, "That's not the legal age for marriage."

"You don't dare to marry me when we get there." Gao Yuanyuan blurted out, feeling a little disappointed immediately, closing the fan, and opening it unconsciously.

Qiao Mimi Hanqiao looked at it, held Gao Yuanyuan's hand with one hand, and said, "How is it? The cross talk is not bad, do you think we should invest in Guo Degang's cross talk stage..."

"In the future, if you are bored and in a bad mood, come and listen to the cross talk."

Gao Yuanyuan's heart was sour. She only owned one-third of Han Qiao. Hearing this, she raised her spirits: "Is it really possible?"

"Of course." Han Qiao squeezed a little harder.

"I have no objection." Gao Yuanyuan looked at Han Qiao: "Listen to you."

………………

After returning home.

Han Qiao took advantage of Gao Yuanyuan to wash up, thinking about who to replace Xu Zheng.

Thinking of the cross talk in the afternoon, I suddenly noticed...

Guo Degang said that the cross talk is good, and he also has the experience of the boss. Moreover, the typhoon on the stage is very stable, and he still has the background of the boss. In this case, it is better to invite Xia... bah... Shen Teng.

Shen Teng and Xu Zheng's paths are somewhat similar. The most important thing is that they have a natural sense of comedy. You don't need to act, just stand there and people will laugh.

The cooperation is good, Shen Teng still has several movies, and Han Qiao doesn't mind letting him continue to act.

and.

Shen Teng has now graduated from military art and has experience in acting, and Li Chenggong is not difficult.

Compared with Xu Zheng, Shen Teng's salary is less.

Just do what he said, Han Qiao called Ma Jia and shared Shen Teng's information.

Ma Jia was running, complained angrily, and hung up the phone.

Han Qiao tapped the floor with his toes in embarrassment.

After dealing with the movie, Han Qiao thought about Bai Xiang again. The advertisement is still in contact, but the popularity on the Internet has nothing to do with Bai Xiang for the time being. Han Qiao let the company's trolls build momentum, but the effect is not great. Now, it is still worse A tipping point.

pity.

Han Qiao really couldn't think of it.

She was thinking hard, her brows were a little cool, Gao Yuanyuan was wearing a white silk nightgown, her wet hair was wrapped in a towel, and she said: "Why are you frowning again, don't think about it, it's so late, go take a shower."

Han Qiao laughed: "The meeting is more important."

(End of this chapter)