After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

What happened today is like a dream to Gan Yishan.

Her parents divorced since childhood and grew up with her grandfather.

Grandpa Gan Yishan is also a master of traditional Chinese painting and has taught her a lot. After the death of her grandfather, she gradually regarded traditional Chinese painting as an irresistible hobby.

She used to watch teaching videos of newcomers to Chinese painting in countless late nights. It is no exaggeration to say that the other party has become a beacon in her paintings after her grandfather.

Therefore, after discovering that his classmate Qi Linqing was him, Gan Yishan couldn't help but immediately asked for an apprenticeship.

Zhong Chen's expression became more and more complicated.

Qi Linqing was a little dazed, pointing to himself and asking: "You want to worship me as a teacher?"

In that tone, there was a bit of suspicion of "Are you sure??"

Gan Yishan nodded without hesitation, and said, "Yes!"

If you miss this village, there will be no store. She thought to herself that although Qi Linqing was younger than herself, the other's strength in traditional Chinese painting might be beyond the reach of the elders. She must seize this opportunity of apprenticeship.

Qi Linqing pondered for a moment. He lived to be more than 20 years old in his last life, and only then took Liang Luoduan as an apprentice.

The line of painting needs to be passed on, and the simple content of the live broadcast is not enough.

He knew that he had become a painting saint and his painting skills were recognized by the world. Just like Mr. Xu said on the phone, he is perfectly capable of doing it directly as a professor of Chinese painting at the Academy of Fine Arts.

Qi Linqing won't go. He knows that those who claim to have achieved something may not listen to him.

In his previous life, he was heavily suppressed and squeezed out by the Northern faction, which made him see the sinister heart.

On the contrary, young students like Gan Yishan who already have a good foundation...it is easier to teach.

The ride-hailing driver Didi blew his horn twice.

Qi Linqing came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and said, "I will go back and think about it. I will tell you next week."

"Well, you, you walk slowly." Gan Yishan was so nervous that he stammered a little.

Even when she talks to each other now, she uses honorifics earlier.

Qi Linqing turned to online car-hailing.

He rolled down the window at last and wanted to say hello to Zhong Chen before leaving.

But Zhong Chen's expression seemed a bit unhappy.

Qi Linqing paused and said, "Goodbye."

Zhong Chen snorted, "Goodbye."

The car slowly drove away from the door of the studio.

Zhong Chen put his arms around his chest, his expression was a little inexplicable as he watched the car gradually disappear from his field of vision.

Gan Yishan suddenly realized something.

Hearing that they are a couple, if you take the liberty of apprenticeship, it will definitely make Zhong Chen feel uncomfortable.

Gan Yishan whispered: "Zhong.. Classmate Zhong, I just want to tell you."

Zhong Chen: "Huh?"

Gan Yishan: "I really admire classmate Qi's painting skills, so I want to be a teacher... Well, you can rest assured that I am not interested in boys right now."

Zhong Chen was a little loose, turned his head to look at her: "Then you like girls?"

Gan Yishan nodded vigorously: "Hmm."

She also came to the studio, and only confirmed her sexual orientation after meeting Ye Runan.

Although it is still impossible to fully confirm that Qi Linqing is Fu Yi, the possessive desire for master still made Zhong Chen jealous at first. But when he calmed down, he quickly realized that his goal was not to defend his identity as an apprentice in this district.

He wants more.

"Oh, I wish you happiness," Zhong Chen said.

The online car-hailing stopped at the old alley in downtown B.

Here is a well-known scenic spot in the residential area in the urban area, with a house costing hundreds of millions at every turn. Tourists can't come in, but there are often Republican crews filming here.

The driver glanced at the courtyard house slipping outside the window, then looked at the handsome young man behind him, and said smoothly:

"Little handsome guy, do you live here?"

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

Driver: "Are you a celebrity? It looks familiar. I heard that there is a variety show to be filmed on your side recently."

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "No."

He pushed the car door and walked down.

The driver unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car to help him go to the trunk to fetch his luggage and escorted him to the door.

Qi Linqing politely thanked him.

The driver smacked the rich in his heart, and drove away from this place.

He couldn't afford the toilet here even if he worked hard all his life.

And Qi Linqing stood at the gate, saw the house number of 123, and spoke to Pa Sui.

Elder Yan told him that there are people in the family.

Boom boom boom.

There was a rush of footsteps.

The heavy carved pear wood door was opened, and the middle-aged butler in Chinese tunic suit bowed to him, and said respectfully:

"Master, welcome home."

If it weren't for the modern buildings and busy streets behind him, the eye emblems and wildness would suddenly give people the illusion of traveling through time and space.

Qi Linqing was also startled.

The butler took the luggage and greeted him eagerly.

At this time, the variety show crew passing by outside the door accidentally saw the figure of the old and the young.

"Are they also making TV shows?" the makeup artist asked.

Field Affairs: "No, I think this is the real rich family in Beijing."

While talking, the crew carried the filming equipment and continued to fall into poverty.

The focus of the lens is in the magical capsule

Especially the actor Fu Hanri, even if he is in such ordinary ancient alleys, he can still show a sense of sharpness that has attracted much attention.

Next to him was a beautiful young man with a shorter body, Qi Lele.

This time they participated in this pastoral variety show, because Huang Zeng Mu Songduo’s rural scenes were criticized, so this time the director changed his style and rented a dilapidated courtyard house in the center of B. The guests can live in it. Three days and three nights shooting.

Field Affairs: "Emperor Fu's house seems to have bought a courtyard house here."

The makeup artist was a little surprised, "Really? I remember that a courtyard house here costs hundreds of millions."

The scene lowered his voice, and the **** mysteriously said: "Are you very poor when you are Fu Ying? His father is the richest man on Hong Kong Island, but he is the prince of Hong Kong..."

While they were talking, they came to the shooting site of this variety show, the courtyard house at house number 125.

Because the owner did not carry out a second repair, this yard is much more dilapidated than the neighbors.

The director deliberately rented such a house, also in order to create a contrast between the show.

Qi Lele gently pulled Fu Hanri's sleeve and asked:

"Your family's **** is the Mu Xianxian, Cang, and the shovel, the shovel.

Fu Hanri nodded and said, "Well, it's next door, No. 124. If you are not used to living here at night, you can go to my house. I have already discussed with the director."

The director will definitely give the actor's face.

In fact, Fu Hanri's coffee position will condescend to downgrade this program, and it is also for Qi Lele like last time.

Qi Lele hurriedly waved his hand: "That still won't work. Other guests will feel uncomfortable afterwards. Will you stay here with me, okay?"

The unrenovated Siheyuan still retains a scene from the Republic of China period. There is a well in the courtyard for fetching water.

The room was also dusty, the bed was stiff, the mottled white wall was mostly peeled off, and the toilet was a spittoon.

In terms of living conditions alone, it is worse than in the countryside.

At least the houses in the countryside have flush toilets.

If you were bluffing, Fu Hanri would think in his heart why Qi Lele is so good and so kind.

But now, he opened his mouth and said nothing after all.

The other party gave all the perfect person settings to outsiders, but never thought that he would not be used to living here.

The days of shooting variety shows were lacklustre.

What's more, Fu Han Japan doesn't like to shoot such exaggerated, book-bound programs designed to satisfy the audience's interest.

Most of the celebrities in the industry took on variety shows because the production team gave enough money.

But Fu Hanri is not short of money. More often, he likes to stay alone, studying scripts or film acting.

He loves acting.

But because of love, he was eating the uncooked rice cooked by Qi Lele with a clay stove in this ghost place, and he had diarrhea.

When he had diarrhea, he could only use the spittoon toilet.

What kind of human suffering is this?

When Fu Hanri came out of the toilet, he doubted his life.

He began to think, is his love for Qi Lele really so great?

The assistant greeted him hurriedly, handed him hot water to warm him, and said, "Brother Fu, if the director said that you are unwell, you will rest tonight. Do you want to go back to your room now?"

Fu Hanri didn't want to go back to the room full of dust, cobwebs, and monitoring.

"I'll go out and buy something," he said.

Going down the street, he bought a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store at the end.

In case he was photographed, he also wore a peaked cap and a mask.

He walked back after buying cigarettes.

In the twilight, misty drizzle floated in the sky.

Not many people along the way. Fu Han had become addicted to cigarettes, so he simply found an eaves, stood underneath and lit a cigarette, squinting his eyes.

Qi Lele forbids him to smoke. He hasn't smoked for a long time.

Looking at the tall buildings hidden in the distance between the clouds and rain, Fu Hanri fell into a melancholy mood.

Patter.

The door behind him was suddenly pushed open.

"Can you let me trouble you?" An inexplicably familiar Qingrun voice came.

Fu Hanri turned around subconsciously, and ran into the opponent's misty black eyes.

In fact, it was just because of the drizzle that came on, soaking Qi Linqing's face, and even the pupils seemed to be wrapped in cold water vapor.

"Oh..." Fu Hanri stepped back subconsciously.

He saw the boy stepping out the door and walking out, and he shouted abruptly:

"Hey, why are you here?"

Qi Linqing turned around and said, "This is my home."

Fu Hanri turned his head and looked at the house number on the courtyard, 123.

He was silent.

Dare to feel that the other party is his neighbor? !

Impossible, Qi Lele never told him about this...

When Fu Hanri went back, he asked Qi Lele:

"Your family also bought real estate here?"

Qi Lele shook his head, "No, I have never heard my parents talk about it."

Fu Hanri was lost in thought.

Qi Lele: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Fu Hanri looked away and said, "I just met Qi Linqing outside."

Qi Lele was taken aback, "Is he here too?!"

Fu Hanri: "Well, he also told me that his home is here."

This thing is really incredible.

Fu Hanri was still wondering, but Qi Lele's heart was flashing, and he had an answer.

If Qi Lin Halal lives here, the house in the nearby courtyard house is probably bought by Mr. Yan.

He knows that he is not comparable to Qi Linqing, but he still can't help but compare in his heart...

Qi Lele bit her lip, feeling a little disappointed.

Yihuang Ludi and Hexianzi are not bad to him, but he has never bought a house for him.

On the street.

Qi Linqing went to the convenience store to buy soap.

Mr. Yan is very considerate. He not only hired a housekeeper, but also provided daily necessities at home.

But modern people are used to shower gels and other things, and these are the same in the bathroom of his room.

Qi Linqing was not used to it, so he came out and bought it by himself.

Qi Linqing remembered the last time Zhong Chen said that he used white tea-flavored soaps to smell particularly good.

His fingertips slid across the shelf of gray Yuan Huai, B, Feng Nai, the reduced version of Soap Huang A, and finally chose the high-grade white tea-flavored soap for 20 yuan.

Check out, push the door to go out, and go home.

Living alone is really comfortable.

This courtyard house was bought by Mr. Yan from an old artist who had gone abroad.

The old artist is quite tasteful, the decoration is simple, and the understated reveals the extraordinary. All the furniture is handmade from expensive pear wood, combining Chinese and Western, with the convenience of modern technology.

There are also flowers and plants in the yard.

The old artist has an exclusive studio underground.

Now it has been transformed into Qi Linqing's studio after being instructed by Mr. Yan.

In his opinion, his grandson certainly wants the best in everything. So I deliberately consigned boxes of painting materials and filled the basement.

Qi Linqing's bedroom is on the second floor, facing the sun, and there is a small balcony when he opens the door.

The furnishings of the room have not been changed much, but the white bedspread is still a big bed with ancient wood carvings. The mattress is also hard.

Elder Yan was afraid that he would not be used to sleeping, so he asked him if he wanted to change the bed.

Qi Linqing refused. In fact, he is more accustomed to this kind of hardwood bed than Qi's black leather all-inclusive soft bed.

There are wooden bookcases, storage cabinets, and storage shelves for paintings on the opposite side of the bed, but they are all empty now.

Qi Linqing wondered when he would go back to Qi's house to pick up things.

His "Ten Thousand Li Rivers and Mountains" and two ancient paintings by his old friend Yuan Sihao.

The fact that Qi Lele almost destroyed the painting last time made him realize that maybe Qi's house is not a safe place.

late at night.

The basement is still brightly lit.

Rice paper, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly placed on the table.

Qi Linqing dipped his pen and swiped his ink, his expression focused.

Like eating and sleeping, painting has become an indispensable part of his life.

"Master, have a cup of hot milk." The butler knocked gently on the door.

He was holding a wooden dinner plate with biscuits in addition to milk.

Qi Linqing raised his head and said, "Thank you, but no, I don't drink milk."

His eyes fell on the dinner plate, and suddenly he thought of Zhong Chen.

If the other person is here, he would like to eat this kind of biscuits.

The housekeeper hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry! I just came here, and I don't know what the young master likes. Then what do you like to eat for supper?"

Qi Linqing: "I usually don't eat supper."

Steward: "Okay, I know the young master."

The butler wanted to quit after speaking.

Qi Linqing hesitated for a moment, then stopped him and said, "But I want to eat a bowl of red oil and make my hands, okay?"

"Of course." The butler smiled professionally at him, "Whenever you are hungry, ring the bell and call me. You can eat whatever you want."

Qi Linqing: "Thank you."

Ten minutes later, the butler sent a bowl of red oil to hand over. He also added coriander to his liking.

Qi Linqing put aside his pen and sat down on another table with a bowl in his hand.

A new message from Zhong Chen popped up from the mobile phone:

[Good night]

Qi Linqing picked up the phone and replied: [Good evening. ]

Zhong Chen: [I haven't slept so late, what are you doing]

Life is like tea: [Just finished painting, eating supper]

Zhong Chen: [What a coincidence, I am also eating (picture.jpg) What are you eating? ]

Qi Linqing opened the photos sent by the other party and found that Zhong Chen was eating biscuits and milk as he thought.

He also took a picture and sent it over.

Life is like tea: [I'm eating red oil and making hands. ]

At the moment he saw the copying hand, Zhong Chen's breathing slowed by half a beat, almost breaking the defense.

But the bright green coriander leaves on the bowl quickly brought back his sanity.

Zhong Chen thought to himself, he had never hated coriander so much.

Zhong Chen: [. ]

Zhong Chen: [Is it delicious?]

Life is like tea: [Not bad. ]

Zhong Chen: [Oh, then you eat more]

Life is like tea: [You also drink more milk]

Zhong Chen: [Hmm]

On the other side of the city, Zhong's villa.

Zhong Chen put down the phone.

Zhong Chen looked at the stock market dynamics on the tablet, but didn't know why, but today he didn't have the mind to focus on it.

He picked up the book again. I turned two pages and couldn't stand it.

Reason tells him to stay away from the mobile phone.

But emotions limit his reason, so he opens the WeChat chat box again and enters a message to the other party:

[have you slept]

It doesn't feel right.

Zhong Chen deleted these three words again.

Zhong Chen: [What time do you plan to sleep]

Life is like tea: [Now go to wash and go to sleep. ]

Zhong Chen: [Ok, good night]

Life is like tea: [Good night]

Again, Zhong Chen collapsed somewhat.

He feels like he can't talk at all.

I don't know why, the WeChat chat records between him and Qi Linqing always reveal an embarrassing atmosphere that can make people dig their toes.

So who invented online chat?

Zhong Chen bitterly put the phone aside again.

At the same time, Qi family.

Qi Yingjun, who had finished his exhausting day of work, returned home.

Turning on the light, the deserted living room made him sway for a moment.

Today is Friday, why is there no one at home?

Until Yan Qiongfang went downstairs to pour water.

Qi Yingjun hurriedly asked, "Where are Qi Lele and Linqing, why didn't they come back?"

Yan Qiongfang walked to the kitchen and said while pouring lemonade:

"Lele went to shoot a variety show, don't you know that you have such a good relationship with him?"

This sentence made Qi Yingjun a little embarrassed.

He hasn't contacted Qi Lele for a long time recently.

Qi Lele sent him a message on WeChat, but he didn't reply much, saying that he was busy at work.

Qi Yingjun felt that he might be awake soon.

After all, Qi Lele is not related to him by blood, but he is still on the same account book.

Qi Yingjun: "I have been too busy these past two days to read WeChat. What about Linqing? Does his studio have no holidays on weekends?"

Yan Qiongfang: "It's on holiday, but he won't come back."

Qi Yingjun was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Where can he go if he doesn't go home?"

Yan Qiongfang covered her mouth and yawned, saying, "Your grandfather bought him a new house and said that he will live in the new house on the weekend."

Qi Yingjun: "No... Doesn't Dad know about this?"

Qi Yingjun knew well that Qi Hui’s character would not allow Qi Linqing to move out without permission.

Yan Qiongfang: "He doesn't know, don't tell him."

Qi Yingjun was incomprehensible, "Why are you like this, mom? Wouldn't you worry if he moved out alone?"

"I'm worried." Yan Qiongfang was also helpless, "but your grandpa threatened me by severing the relationship between father and daughter. Can I disagree."

She didn't expect Linqing to have such a heavy weight in Father Yan's heart. One shot would be two suites in a courtyard in the center of B.

Qi Yingjun: "Do you know where he lives?"

He still feels a little uneasy. He has a rest this weekend and has to go over and take a look.

Yan Qiongfang: "I don't know, your grandpa didn't tell me."

Qi Yingjun: "..."

Mom is really unreliable.

Yan Qiongfang looked at his suddenly cold expression on the ice machine, and said strangely:

"You have started to care about people with the help of the emperor."

Qi Yingjun's face hurts fiercely.

He suddenly realized that he had no right to blame his mother.

Because once he treated Qi Linqing even more excessively.

This day Zhong Chen was lying in bed tossing and unable to sleep.

It happened that Jiang Bai sent him a message, asking him if he would go out to play during the rare holiday in his studio.

Zhong Chen automatically ignored this question and moved on to the next topic.

Zhong Chen: [Do you know how to chat on WeChat? ]

Jiang Bai: [question mark]

Jiang Bai: [Brother Zhong, actually I don’t quite understand what you mean]

Zhong Chen went straight into it: [I want to chat with Qi Linqing on WeChat, but I don’t know why it’s embarrassing to talk to me]

Jiang Bai: [This is normal Brother Zhong]

Zhong Chen: [? ]

Jiang Bai: [A slap won’t sound, you can’t just talk, I think Brother Qi is quite dumb, Zhihuai Qiuwei commented that Deng always uses the old little genius phone watch without a cell phone. Typing and chatting on the screen. How about you try to ask him out? ]

Zhong Chen: [. ]

Zhong Chen: [Except for holidays, I can meet him in the studio every day]

Jiang Bai: [(Scratch your head.jpg) Oh, yes, I forgot, Brother Qi is giving you supplementary lessons day and night every day]

Zhong Chen: [. . ]

Jiang Bai: [Dating outside of school is completely different from that in school. Believe me, Brother Zhong, everyone needs freshness. You can choose the place he likes]

Zhong Chen: [ok]

Zhong Chen: [I try]

Jiang Bai: [I wish you success]

The next day.

Because variety shows came to the urban courtyard for filming, many paparazzi gathered around here.

Paparazzi have always been supernatural and omnipresent.

Even if the security guards here are strict, they have been pervasive for a long time.

Originally, Qu Wang wanted to focus on secretly taking pictures of Fu Yingdi and Qi Lele or the news.

Recently online scandals that they are a couple are flying everywhere.

And Qu Wang's keen sense of entertainment industry also made him smell the taste of gossip.

But after staying all night, Qu Wang didn't expect it.

The first thing he photographed was not Fu Yingdi and others, but a more controversial figure—Qi Linqing.

At six o'clock in the morning, the genius had just turned bright, blue and white.

Their squatting paparazzi are all dozing off.

Qu Wang was also very sleepy at the time, head little by little, like the arm of an electric lucky cat at the door of the restaurant.

He just opened his eyes inadvertently and happened to see a familiar figure panicking from his face.

The teenager was wearing black sports five-quarter pants and short sleeves, with overlapping steps, but not fast but steady. That side face looked extremely dazzling under the dim light of Chen Hui.

To Qu Wang, the important thing is not that he squatted in the morning and met a handsome guy who was running and exercising.

The important thing is that the other party is someone he knows-Qi Linqing!

Qu Wang was shocked, his mouth closed from ear to ear, and his whole body was dumbfounded.

But the knee-jerk reaction cultivated by the paparazzi for many years allowed him to hold the camera with his brain first, capturing the scene of the other person running.

Qu Wang lowered his head and glanced at the finished photo, and was even more dazed.

Just a casual shot, like a refined idol drama scene.

Such a peerless handsome guy hasn't entered the entertainment circle? !

Qu Wang quickly sent the photos to the company.

As a result, the photos taken at 6 o'clock in the morning were topped by hot searches at 9 o'clock in the morning.

[What? ! ]

[Why didn’t I know that Qi Linqing also participated in "The Pastoral Poor Residence"]

[The guest list announced on the program group does not have him either]

[I only saw Fu Hanri, Qi Lele... plus him, the rhythm that is going to explode in this issue]

[My jio, Qi Linqing, may be a mysterious guest invited by the program group, the kind who will not disclose his identity for the time being]

[I also]

[I also]

[Ahhhhh, I look forward to it]

[Finally waited until Qi Linqing entered the entertainment circle]

[Career fans cry]

[Hahahahahaha I laughed to death]

[Writer of sensational headlines]

[I was attracted by the title]

[These legs are really beautiful. White and long, is it really something a boy can have]

[Envy woooooo]

[None of my girls look as good as his legs]

[I want to see the face right now]

[The side face looks so beautiful]

[I feel Qi Linqing has grown up, his temperament is completely different from that in the deformation meter now]

[]agree! !

[and many more]

[Didn’t it say that Qi Linqing is going to study fine art and enter the studio? ]

[Why does he appear here to record the show? ]

[The sister upstairs is naive]

[The news is released that he is going to the art test university, do you really believe it? ]

[Qi Linqing is so good-looking, and the entertainment industry is his final destination]

[Drawing and painting are exhausted before making a few money. He might as well enter the circle and pick up advertisements every minute, like Qi Lele, and grab tens of millions]

[Seconded! ! ]

[Entertainment circle, when yyds thinks of so many spicy materials, it may even wait until Qi Linqing opens Weibo...]

[I'm dead]

[Online Guiqiu this kind of photo Modo Modo]

[Paparazzi! I am willing to give you money (dog head)]

…

As soon as this hot search came out, the crew of "The Pastoral Poor House" next door was confused.

Why was Qi Linqing photographed by paparazzi nearby?

They didn't invite each other at all!

But Qi Linqing himself was completely unaware of this.

He came back at exactly seven o'clock after running. Taking a shower and eating breakfast, he sat at the table and browsed the art news on the Internet.

This is what Qi Linqing learned only recently.

WeChat popped up with new messages.

Zhong Chen: [Are you free this afternoon]

Life is like tea: [Yes, what's wrong? ]

Zhong Chen: [Will I go to Antique Street, I want to buy paintings]

Qi Linqing is typing.

A new message popped up on the phone,

Zhong Chen: [Your Chinese painting is so good, can you help me make a reference? I invite you to dinner tonight]

Life is like tea: [Yes]

After Qi Linqing returned the news, he finished the last porridge in the bowl.

When he picked up the phone again, he found that more than 20 messages had popped up crazily.

Du Yuanbai: [! ! ]

Du Yuanbai: [Brother, you are on the hot search again]

Du Yuanbai: [You are too awesome for running in the morning. I finally know why your abs appeared out of thin air]

Life is like tea: [? ]

Qi Linqing is a little at a loss, what does this have to do with his running?

Qi Linqing clicked into the "Weibo Hot Search" taught by Yuanbai, and browsed down.

Only see the page below.

#戚 Linqing is suspected of participating in the variety show "Poverty Living in the Pastoral", running at six o'clock in the morning with big beautiful legs#

Qi Linqing: "..."

The author has something to say: Everyday: From getting started to giving up

Light a cigarette

It's really squeezed dry, there is not a drop left