I Have Amnesia, Don’t Be Noisy!

Chu Qin stunned. He didn't pay attention to who was using the studio. When he saw Chen Jiming, he smiled softly. "I said who's voice is so good, it turned out to be Ji Ming."

Originally, Chen Jiming was just a joke, and it really fell down on this. Chu Qin said that he praised him and that he was only passing by. People who are narcissistic will understand this sentence as "I am attracted by this good voice and stop."

Sure enough, after hearing this, Chen Jiming’s smile on the face was a bit deeper: “It’s rare to come over to Chin, come to give me guidance and guidance?” As I said, my eyes looked at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin.

Chen Jiming is a newcomer who has just recruited. He opened a talk show and arranged it at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the chicken-ribbed program that fills the gap, and there are not many people watching it. But for a newcomer who just graduated, this treatment is already very good.

When Chu Qin saw him watching Zhong Yibin, he said: "Ah, you may not be familiar. This is the bell of the prosperous world. I came to inspect the work today."

"Zhong Zong." Chen Jiming reached out and shook hands with Zhong Yibin.

When Zhong Yibin reached out and shook him with him, he let go and said, "We still have something to do. Let's go first." After that, he turned and left, and Chu Qin chong Chen Jiming smiled and followed.

The smile on Chen Jiming’s face quickly disappeared, and he looked at the direction in which Zhong Yibin left, and narrowed his eyes. This clock is always interesting. When he first came, the mother gave him a referral. I was looking forward to Zhong Yibin saying that they had met, and Chu Qin was shocked. As a result, this person actually pretended not to know!

"He is the son of Director Chen," Chu Qin took Zhong Yibin to another video studio, and walked over and talked about Chen Jiming. "This is what you told me last month, saying that he does not want to reveal his identity for the time being. I have to climb up on my own strength." So he pretended not to know, but also introduced them.

Zhong Yibin nodded in no doubt, but he didn't think so in his heart. The man looked like a fuel-efficient lamp. How could it be really the kind of Shantou Qing who simply wanted to climb up by strength.

"Don't say him, what do you want to eat at night? Let's eat it outside." Chu Qin stopped at the outside of the second studio and turned to ask him.

Zhong Yibin thought about it and said, "Have a hot pot."

Chu Qin nodded, took Zhong Yibin, found the money and food that had just recorded the program, and thanked him: "Qian Ge, let you get tired, are you free tonight? Please eat hot pot."

"Please eat, but why should you eat hot pot in the summer?" The money and food pumped the mouth of the mouth, how can I ask someone to eat and decide what to eat first.

"It’s just to eat hot pot in the summer! Just like eating popsicles in winter, it’s cool!” Chu Qin said with a smile.

The money and grain did not want to go to the hot pot at all, but look at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin and swallow the objection. It is rare to have dinner with Zhong Zong, and the hot pot will be hot pot.

An hour later, three people sat in the famous "big fish hot pot restaurant". The air-conditioning in the store was full, and the weather was cold outside, and the room was a bit cold.

I ordered a shabu-shabu of nine squares, and the bottoms of the nine grids were different. Chu Qin took the menu, ordered the special beef cattle that Zhong Yibin liked to eat, the crispy hairy belly, and the signature dish "Spicy Fish" of the store, and handed the menu to the money.

For many years, the old man, the money and food are not welcome, he ordered all kinds of meatballs he likes to eat, beef balls, fish balls, scallop balls...

The waiter ordered the tablet to order, and read the confirmation menu. Zhong Yibin suddenly said: "Add a shrimp to slip."

Chu Qin glimpsed, and looked at Zhong Yibin incredibly.

"Zhong always remembers that Xiao Chu likes to eat shrimp and slide!" Qianliang smiled and drank the sour plum soup.

"Well," Zhong Yibin replied, and picked up the pot of the iced sour plum soup to fill Chu Qin. "Just remember this one."

Chu Qin took a bite of sour plum soup, sour and sweet, just like his mood at the moment.

Eating hot pot in the summer, blowing the air conditioner to roast the fire, eating beer and singing songs is indeed a great thing in life. The three people ate sweat and were very refreshed.

Because of the need to drive, beer can not drink, Chu Qin picked up the sour plum soup and the money to clink: "Qian Ge, last week, the brothers have difficulties, thanks to your help."

Money and food met him: "What kind of politeness, I have something to do, I have to rely on your top tank! It is a lot of pressure, I am afraid to ruin you."

Chu Qin ran to the side of the money and food, and the two men took the sour plum soup and touched it together, so that Zhong Yibin gave a photo. Find out the Mito tools, one-click beauty, back and forth, no strange things into the mirror, this is sent to Weibo.

Chu Qin v: Thank you Qian brother last week, please eat hot pot @钱米粮油v

Money and grain immediately forwarded this article and responded.

Qianmi Cereals and Oils v: [White Eyes] You should ask me to eat coffin rice!

After the program was broadcast last week, many people said that the money and the coffin face, when he came out to ridicule himself, it turned out to be generous and funny. Soon, the netizens said below that "the oil brother is sitting with our little kiss, and the face is more like a coffin!"

This one was quickly approved in favor of the hottest commentary, and the money was overturned. Chu Qin couldn't help but laugh, laughing and comforting him: "They are talking about playing, not at all."

Zhong Yibin took a look at Chu Qin's shoulder and glanced at his mobile phone: "This topic is very interesting, is it better to stir up a hot?"

Is the fried coffin face popular? Money and food were shocked by Zhong’s marketing strategy of screaming and screaming.

"Don't make trouble, hahahaha!" Chu Qin thought that Zhong Yibin was telling a joke and laughed even more. "Ha ha ha, hey, my ribs."

Zhong Yibin hugged him and let him not hurt the bones. Chu Qin simply leaned on him and smiled and trembled. More heart-wrenching money and grain eat five cows.

Before arriving at home in the evening, Teacher Liang sent the Taiben outline. Chu Qin looked at it and had to admire Liang’s talent. Not only cut the game of strenuous exercise, but also let him rest as much as possible through interesting role playing. When Chu Qin arrived home, he gave a call to Teacher Liang.

"You are really thinking about this idea. I will go to discuss the details with you tomorrow." Chu Qin pinched the printed Taiwanese and stood on the balcony looking at the billboard across the street.

"Yes, I am waiting for you." Teacher Liang readily agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Chu Qin has already looked at the billboard in a daze. In the advertisement, it is the Muchen wearing a suit. The huge electronic screen covers half of the building and is particularly conspicuous in the night city.

"Who is that man?" Zhong Yibin drifted over and hugged him from behind, his tone was a little unhappy.

"Mu Chen, is a movie emperor." Chu Qin neck back, lazily leaning on Zhong Yibin.

Originally because Chu Qin stared at the strange man's photo, the acid bubble popped up in a daze, and was instantly poked by this action, Zhong Yibin steadily stood up and watched the man opposite him. Hey, his eyes are deep, his facial features are clear, and he is okay.

"I haven't seen Mu Chen for a while," Chu Qin said, "I was thinking, this week with Mu Chen recorded... Oh, what time?"

Halfway through, Chu Qin suddenly remembered something else, looked down at the phone, it was already at 8:30 in the evening, and it was not good to call someone later. Sending Zhong Yibin to take a shower, Chu Qin sat down on the swing chair on the balcony and dialed a strange number to go out.

The acid bubble in Zhong Yibin’s heart began to scream and screamed out. He refused to walk at the foot of Chu Qin and insisted on eavesdropping on the phone.

Chu Qin can't laugh and cry. How can it be so secretly eavesdropped? Just want to let him go, the phone has been connected.

"Hello, which one?" On the other end of the line, there was a low and magnetic male voice. Zhong Yibin’s eyes widened and he really called the wild man!

"Mr. Zhong, I am Chu Qin." Chu Qin avoided a hand that came to grab the phone.

Zhong Yibin heard the familiar voice on the phone. Some doubts, when he heard the name of "Mr. Zhong", he frowned and said to Chu Qin with his mouth: "You call my brother to do it?"

Chu Qin said to him with a mouth shape: "Fighting!" Then pointed to a small stool three steps away from the foot, indicating that Zhong Yibin was staying.

When Zhong Yibin got up, Chu Qin stopped paying attention to him and concentrated on talking to his older brother. First, I talked about the situation of Zhong Yibin in the past few days, and then asked about the condition.

Zhong Jiabin said a little while, it seems to be indicating that other people in the room went out, waited for about five seconds, and then re-speak: "The doctor's conclusion is that the memory area is slightly damaged, after testing, does not affect the memory of the future. Just before the bad recovery."

This is like a hard disk, forced to empty the content, but the operating system is normal, so it does not affect the future use, but the above file disappears. As for why you can remember Chu Qin...

"Probably an emergency backup or a backup in another memory area." Zhong Jia’s brother relayed the doctor’s words intact, without any emotional inclination, but made Chu Qin red-eyed.

At the end of the phone, Zhong Jiabin, who was still on a business trip, took a look at the itinerary: "I will go back this Friday. It is better to meet you. I will give you the case. You will take him to review next week."

"That's great." Chu Qin was very grateful to the trust of the big brother, and expressed his gratitude to the older brother. He had an appointment to meet, and then he hung up. Sucking his nose and turning his head, he saw that Zhong Yibin did not know when to move the small bench to his feet. The big one was sitting on a wooden bench in the shape of a small apple and looked at him without hesitation.