I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 136 Responsibilities
"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Yang Mi walked past Qin Muchu with her hands behind her back, shaking her head.

Qin Muchu turned his head, changed direction, and continued typing on the computer.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Yang Mi swayed to Qin Muchu again, shaking her head and sighing as she walked.

Qin Muchu finally stopped typing.

Looking at Yang Mi:

"You don't have class this afternoon?"

"No ah."

"..."

Seeing that Qin Muchu was speechless, Yang Mi sat across from him.

Laying on the table with folded arms, a pair of big eyes stared at Qin Muchu and blinked.

Qin Muchu continued to look at the computer, and after a while said:
"Let's look at the fees."

"A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost." Yang Mi said suddenly.

"Being scumbag?"

"Yeah, being scumbag, that person is bad!"

Yang Mi fixed her eyes on Qin Muchu and nodded seriously.

"I believe you are a scumbag, and there are people who can scumbag you? Quickly tell me which eminent monk is doing justice for the sky?"

After typing the last word, Qin Muchu was in a good mood.

Stretched and joked with Yang Mi.

"Shoot".

Yang Mi stood up suddenly, the chairs were knocked down, and she glared at Qin Muchu fiercely.

"It's you, this scumbag! You have to be responsible to me!"

"Ha ha."

Qin Muchu was unusually calm, picked up the water glass next to him, opened the lid, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and took a sip.

Looking at Yang Mi again:
"Go on."

When Yang Mi saw Qin Muchu's appearance of "watching your performance quietly", she became even more angry.

Clapping his hands on the table, he bent down with a sense of oppression:

"Which bastard said that students have to study hard at school and improve their acting skills. What happened? I haven't been to school for several days!"

Yang Mi hadn't seen Qin Muchu calling her out for dinner for a few days, so she didn't care at first, thinking that Qin Muchu had something to deal with and didn't care about eating.

This kind of thing happened often, and he would deal with two casually when he was busy.

But later on, she felt something was wrong, and when she asked Qin Muchu's class, she found out that he hadn't come to school for several days.

So this morning after class, I ran to the courtyard to look for Qin Muchu.

"The words are for you. You are an actor and want to learn acting skills, but I am a director."

Qin Muchu spread his hands, looking helpless and rascal.

Yang Mi gritted her teeth:
"Nonsense, you are obviously an actor too! No, if you don't go to school, then I won't either! Many crews have asked me to act!"

"sure."

Qin Muchu replied indifferently.

"Really?"

"I'm not good at acting, I can be a director, but you are not good at acting... Tsk tsk tsk, please, maybe I will consider taking care of you."

Yang Mi blushed first, then became angry again:

"The director is awesome! I will also direct a movie later, breaking your box office record in one fell swoop!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't take care of those with bad brains."

"Puff—!"

A fist was hammered on the table, causing Qin Muchu's computer to jump.

"cut--"

Qin Muchu curled his lips in disdain and chose to be quiet for a while.

"What are you doing again? Give me Kangkang."

Yang Mi reached for the computer, but was slapped by Qin Muchu, but failed.

Qin Muchu covered the computer and put it away.

"Important secret, it's better for a young actor like you not to know."

The Spring Festival Gala does have a confidentiality agreement, but how effective it is depends on who it is for.

Yang Mi immediately raised her brows, ran behind Qin Muchu in two steps, and strangled Qin Muchu's neck with a "cross naked twist".

"Say it quickly, or you'll break your neck!" She said fiercely.

Such close contact made Qin Muchu clearly smell the faint fragrance of Yang Mi's body, like jasmine.

"Let go, or I'll throw you flying!"

Qin Muchu turned his head uneasily.

Suddenly he stopped, and there was an amazing softness in the back of his head.

QQ, bouncing.

It's Wangzai...

Junior high school physics tells us that the effect of force is mutual. Qin Muchu felt it, and Yang Mi naturally felt it too.

She blushed, showing embarrassment, but hesitated for a while, and did not let go of her hand, but locked it even tighter.

Qin Muchu, who was enjoying the top-level "pillow", immediately felt uncomfortable when Yang Mi stepped up his efforts.

My head hurts, my neck hurts, and I can't breathe.

One hand patted Yang Mi's hand, the other hand took out something from the pocket, and handed it back to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi looked at the sign dangling in front of her, let go of her hand, took the sign with a frown, and looked at it.

"Spring Festival Gala program group, assistant director?"

Qin Muchu, who was released just now, was locked again by Yang Mi the next second.

"Are you lying to a fool? Why don't you buy a brand of the Olympic director? How can you be so humble while bragging?"

"Big breasts and no brains, long hair but short knowledge, let go! What if this is true?"

"It's true that I can sleep with you! What if it's fake?"

"You have a good idea, so I'm definitely at a disadvantage, oops!"

Qin Muchu touched the shoulder, where there was a row of neat tooth marks.

"Are you a dog?"

"I'm a tiger!"

Yang Mi bared her mouth and bared her canine teeth.

Qin Muchu moved his lips silently, stood up and took the work card from Yang Mi's hand, and put it in his pocket.

"I still have a fake card, ready to use it to deceive ignorant girls." Yang Mi mocked.

"Heh, I still use this brand to deceive ignorant girls?"

Qin Muchu raised his head and chest, and flung him into the sea.

Suddenly reacted:

"No, I don't have to lie at all."

After speaking, he put the notebook in his schoolbag, picked up the car keys on the table and walked out the door.

Seeing Qin Muchu's flabbergasted appearance, Yang Mi retched twice with aversion to cold.

Then trot to catch up,
"Where are you going? I'm going too!"

……

In the car, the scenery outside the window keeps receding.

"Where are you going?"

Yang Mi looked at Qin Muchu.

"You'll know when it arrives."

Qin Muchu didn't say that he was going to Studio No. [-], and Yang Mi wouldn't believe it if he said it, so it's better to go there and calm her down with the facts.

"Cut, play tricks."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes.

Bored, I reached out to tune the radio channel.

The melodious pure music played, Yang Mi hummed along with the music, her body twisted and swayed with the music.

Qin Muchu saw it, suddenly remembered something, and asked:

"Can you dance?"

"Yes, I learned ballet when I was young." Yang Mi replied.

"How small?"

"Four or five years old, I didn't practice after that."

Qin Muchu nodded,

"Then just say you can't do it?"

"I can dance modern now."

As Yang Mi spoke, she twisted.

"Your enthusiasm, hey! It's like a fire, roar! Dye the whole desert red!"

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi, who was the same as the epileptic, and was not curious whether the fire "burned" or "stained red" the desert, but felt a little distressed about the seat belt.

"Don't move, the seat belt will break for you."

Yang Mi lowered her head, her vision was obstructed, and she understood:
"rogue!"

Qin Muchu ignored Yang Mi, slowed down slowly, and turned around to find a parking space.

Yang Mi also looked out the window. As a native Yanjing girl, she naturally knew the CCTV No. [-] studio.

Surprised:
"How did you get here?"

"get off."

Qin Muchu parked the car, opened the car door, and walked towards the entrance of the studio with his bag.

"Hey, hey, are you serious? I see, you were invited to perform at the Spring Festival Gala, right? Where's Sister Li? It's already here? The invitation to the Spring Festival Gala will definitely invite you two."

Yang Mi followed Qin Muchu, asking non-stop.

Qin Muchu ignored her, and when he was almost at the door, he took out his work card from his pocket and hung it around his neck.

"Hello, please cooperate with the inspection!"

The guard stretched out his hand to stop Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu stopped and held up the task card

The guard glanced at Qin Muchu's sign, immediately withdrew his hand, turned sideways and respectfully said:
"Thank you for your cooperation, Director Qin, you can go in now!"

"Fuck."

Yang Mi, who was behind Qin Muchu, was dumbfounded at what had just happened, with her mouth open enough to stuff a duck's egg.

"Director Qin? Do you know him? Knowing that he is a film and television director, that's why you call him that?"

Yang Mi stepped forward and still couldn't believe it and asked the guard.

However, the guard just glanced at her, then stood upright, staring ahead, completely ignoring her.

"Pfft."

Yang Mi instantly looked at Qin Muchu who was covering his mouth.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Qin Muchu apologized without sincerity.

Before Yang Mi frowned and got angry, he walked into the door in two steps.

Yang Mi wanted to chase after her, but suddenly there was an extra hand in front of her.

"Excuse me, please show your ID!"

The doorman is like an iceberg without emotion.

"Me, I'm with him!"

Yang Mi pointed at Qin Muchu.

The guard looked at Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu nodded, holding back a smile:
"Yes, this is my bodyguard, please."

The guard immediately withdrew his hand, stood aside and said to Yang Mi:
"You can go in now."

Yang Mi glared at the doorman brother, then angrily walked towards Qin Muchu.

"You're done!"

She grabbed Qin Muchu's arm, gritted her teeth and whispered.

Qin Muchu smiled:
"Be honest, otherwise I will say that I don't know you. You have sneaked in, and I will be arrested as a spy for you!"

"you!"

Yang Mi stopped talking.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses.

The hand holding Qin Muchu's arm was hard.

……

"This is the preliminary plan. You can see if there is anything to be revised. I don't know how the Spring Festival Gala review standard is. If there is something inappropriate, I will modify it."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Yang Mi sat in a corner of the conference room, looking at Qin Muchu, who was discussing the program with the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, her eyes were blurred.

I must be dreaming.

But why do I have such a dream?
Isn't this a dream?

But how could Qin Muchu be the assistant director of the Spring Festival Gala if it wasn't Meng?
Oh, yes, Qin Muchu was originally a director, so it is very reasonable to be the assistant director of the Spring Festival Gala... No wonder!
Yang Mi rubbed her face.

Honey, wake up, you're going to be late for school!

She cried out in her heart.

But his face was red and he didn't want to wake up.

Qin Muchu glanced in Yang Mi's direction inadvertently, and saw Yang Mi who was frantically "dispossessing" herself.

Director Jin happened to be watching his program planning, so he walked up to Yang Mi and pulled her out of the conference room.

"Can't accept my appearance and want to have plastic surgery?"

Yang Mi quickly kicked Qin Muchu's calf, and then asked:

"Does it hurt?"

"You horse..."

Qin Muchu leaned against the wall with a distorted expression, arching his kicked leg and rubbing it non-stop.

Yang Mi looked at it thoughtfully:
"It hurts so much...then it's not a dream."

Listening to Yang Mi's nonsense, Qin Muchu felt a black line in his head.

glared at her,
"Stay honestly, I'm busy, I don't have time to talk to you."

After speaking, he limped back to the meeting room.

Yang Mi pouted, muttered something, and followed her in.

But this time she just looked at Qin Muchu quietly, without making any strange movements.

"In a world of great struggle, the strong will be strong, and the weak will perish!...That was forged by the blood-drinking Qin sword of my Great Qin Ruishi! Good! Good!"

Jin Yue finished watching Qin Muchu's program planning and script, and the text inside made him just read silently, and he felt excited, as if he had seen the eternal emperor who ruled China across the millennium.

"Well written, Xiao Qin! Just this program, it's done! It's done!"

Jin Yue excitedly patted Qin Muchu's arm repeatedly, his eyes full of amazement.

Qin Muchu was relatively calm:

"It's just a preliminary plan. You can see if there is anything to modify."

"No, you don't need to change a word! It should be like this, very mature, and can be put on stage!" Jin Yue said immediately.

Qin Muchu shook his head:

"Let's show it to other teachers. I can only come up with a general idea. The specific details, such as the selection and placement of props, choreography, actors' costumes, etc., have to be done by professionals."

Director Jin thought about it and laughed.

"That's right, I was too excited. You don't know, when I saw this program, I immediately understood what our CCTV program did, haha!"

a word,
"Xiao Qin, I really don't think about coming to CCTV..."

"No, Director Jin."

Qin Muchu knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted immediately,

"You also know that I have schedules for the rest of my life. One more thing, I'm used to being free and undisciplined. Going to CCTV is to discredit the country."

"You boy!"

Jin Yue smiled and pointed at Qin Muchu, but sighed seriously:
"That's right, it's not necessarily a good thing if you go to CCTV, it might be ruined, and there..."

Seeing what Jin Yue wanted to say, Qin Muchu immediately stopped him from speaking dangerously:

"Director Jin, let's talk about this show."

"Oh, okay, let's talk about the show, let's talk about the show."

Jin Yue also reacted.

Just now, because of Qin Muchu's outstanding talent, he couldn't help but love talents, so he lost his mind for a moment and spoke his mind.

"First of all, this is the bronze crane. I checked and found that it was unearthed in 2001. I wonder if I can borrow it and exhibit it at the Spring Festival Gala?" Qin Muchu asked.

In his program, the concrete object of "National Treasure" is the unearthed cultural relic of the Qin Dynasty "Bronze Crane", and other deeper "treasures" are all drawn by bronze cranes.

Therefore, if conditions permit, Qin Muchu still wants to invite a real bronze crane.

Of course, if it is not allowed, then use imitation crafts instead.

Jin Yue frowned and thought for a while, then asked:

"What level is this cultural relic roughly equivalent to?"

"Uh, what level?"

Qin Muchu scratched his head:
"Probably to the extent that no one dares to buy it when you sell it."

"..."

Jin Yue pondered for a long time, then smiled wryly:
"You're looking for something for me... Okay, I'll try my best and contact the higher-ups to see if I can borrow it."

"It's only used on the night of the [-]th night. Usually we rehearse and make a fake one." Qin Muchu added.

Jin Yue rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"Nonsense, of course I know, can I still show you the real thing for rehearsal? Don't talk about knocking, just knocking off some paint, my heads are enough to make amends!"

"Bronze ware is not painted, if it is painted, it is fake..."

Qin Muchu muttered, and continued:

"There is another scene, which is a video of about tens of seconds and one minute. It is played after the drama ends. The content is from the beginning of the Qin Dynasty, the armies of various dynasties, until now."

The previous dramas were adapted by Qin Muchu based on the "National Treasure Bronze Crane" he had seen in his previous life, and the last video was his original creation. Through the array of troops from various dynasties and generations, it shows the glory of the Chinese dynasty from ancient times to the present.

"This is easy to handle. You can go to Huairou's place and have hundreds of thousands of performers filming it. Don't worry, all expenses will be reimbursed by the program group."

Jin Yue heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Qin Muchu's request.

Compared to borrowing a bronze crane, this is hardly a requirement.

"The armies of all dynasties, including... the current one."

Jin Yue froze and looked at Qin Muchu, and the two looked at each other.

"You don't mean to..."

"Yes, that's right."

Qin Muchu nodded to confirm,
"How can a group performance show the soul of the army, let alone the People's Liberation Army."

……

Qin Muchu stayed until evening before coming out of Studio No. [-].

In the afternoon, the director team held a meeting specifically for his program, and the program was unanimously approved.

The planning and content of this program made the bosses who used to hold "you are an amateur" to look at him with a little more recognition and respect.

The detailed tasks related to the program are assigned and implemented layer by layer.

Regarding Qin Muchu's two requests, Director Jin also said that he would do his best to meet them, but he dared not guarantee them.

In the follow-up, there are still many things for Qin Muchu to do about this show, such as choosing actors, rehearsing, and digging out details...

By the way, he also has a chorus program with Zeng Li.

In short, for the next three months, until the [-]th night, Qin Muchu's life will be extremely "full".

But everything is difficult at the beginning, since it has already started, then go on step by step step by step.

Yang Mi looked at Qin Muchu, who looked tired but had shining eyes, and suddenly felt that he was very different from before.

It seems... more mature?

"Qin Muchu, why did you agree to be the assistant director of the Spring Festival Gala?" Yang Mi asked.

Based on what she knew about Qin Muchu, this guy was the most afraid of trouble.

Except for an inexplicable attachment to movies and TV that she doesn't understand, Qin Muchu doesn't seem to care about everything else.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hide in the courtyard without showing his face when the whole of Asia was on fire.

Qin Muchu would definitely not be willing to participate in such a party without a special reason, let alone act as a director to organize it.

"It was Director Jin who invited me, so I went."

Qin Muchu started the car, the sky was already a little dark, and many lights were on, like stars.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Yang Mi turned her head and leaned on the back of the chair in anger, looking ahead.

"Fasten your seat belt," Qin Muchu reminded.

"It doesn't matter. It's none of your business. If something goes wrong, let me kill you."

Qin Muchu shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull Yang Mi's seat belt, and helped her buckle it up.

"You're sitting in my car, and it's my responsibility to keep you safe."

Yang Mi felt that there was something in Qin Muchu's words, so she turned her head to look at him—the corners of the mouth on one side of her face were raised slightly, outlining a shallow arc, and there were some short black spots around her lips.

"Have you shaved?"

"Well, it seems that the beard has grown a bit this morning."

Qin Muchu touched his lips,

"Didn't you shave it clean?"

"No, it's fine."

Yang Mi turned her head and smiled unconsciously.

(I have to stay up all night to write another chapter... If I work so hard in the third year of high school, how can I be reduced to writing novels. "

(End of this chapter)