I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 148
"Changing clothes? Makeup? Then don't come."

Qin Muchu hung up the phone, looked at Zhou Jiaolun,
"Eat quickly, let's go."

As he said that, he took a large chopsticks mutton and put it in his mouth.

Zhou Jiaolun is sitting upright, looking like a perfect idol:
"Xiao Chu, when fans meet their idols, they dress up to the point. It's understandable to want to make a good impression on the idol. You have to understand, you will also turn purple when you see the idol."

Qin Muchu ate the mutton without raising his head:
"I don't have an idol."

"cough."

Zhou Jiaolun coughed, failed, and looked at Qin Muchu like a monster:
"You don't have an idol roar? Don't you listen to the songs of Li Zongsheng, Leslie Cheung, and Alan Tam?"

These are all singers of his previous generation, popular all over Asia.

Qin Muchu raised his head, looked at Zhou Jiaolun, his lips twitched, he wanted to say something but he didn't say it, he just said:
"Originally there were, but later I saw that the idol was too sculpted, so there were no idols."

"Oh, it turned out to be Jiang Zi."

Zhou Jiaolun nodded, and explained to Qin Muchu again:
"It's normal for celebrities to have differences with TV in private, so don't take it to heart. But people still have idols, so that they have goals to pursue, and they can keep improving."

"Then who is your idol?"

Qin Muchu was a little curious,
"Zhou Runfa? The God of Gamblers will be your father in the future? Or Zhang Xueyou, starting to sing "Kiss Goodbye"?"

"Brother Fa and Brother Xueyou are fine, but I only have one biggest idol now..."

"Who?"

Zhou Jiaolun smiled:
"Myself! Because I am already invincible in the music world, I can only use myself as an idol and keep surpassing myself!"

Mad, bad luck.

Qin Muchu lowered his head and let out a "bah".

Let him pretend.

"Come on, what do you mean by 'pooh'?"

Zhou Jiaolun slapped the table, expressing that he was humiliated.

"'Bah' means praise in mainland China, which may be different from yours." Qin Muchu said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Come on, are you yelling at me as an idiot?"

"you are not?"

Qin Muchu was surprised.

"I fought with you!"

……

The car slowed down slowly at the gate of the courtyard.

"Hurry up and open the door, I'm going to take a shower! It smells like mutton!" Zhou Jiaolun urged.

Jump out of the car and walk to the gate.

Qin Muchu closed the car door, and said while walking:

"It's not that you insist on messing around and overturned the pot!"

"It was you who called me an idiot first!"

"Idiot is what you said yourself, I just agree with it."

The two bickered and approached the door.

The cold wind rustled, and it was so cold outside in the northern winter that people stomped their feet; the moonlight was faint, and the night was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Suddenly, a group of black shadows jumped up from the gate.

"It's north!"

"Fuck!"

Both Zhou Jiaolun and Qin Muchu were startled by the black shadow, and they backed away screaming.

"it's me……"

Qin Muchu felt that the voice was a little familiar.

Then the black shadow seemed to pull out something, and soon a beam of faint light illuminated the black shadow's face from bottom to top.

"Come on, run, run!"

Zhou Jiaolun panicked even more, and desperately pulled Qin Muchu to run away, but he couldn't.

Yang Mi also reacted, and moved the phone from below to next to her face.

"I'm Yang Mi, that, you, hello."

She looked at Zhou Jiaolun who was so frightened by herself with some embarrassment.

The first time I formally met an idol, I was so scared... This must be an unforgettable experience.

"..."

Zhou Jiaolun was a little embarrassed, especially when he looked up and saw Qin Muchu's eyes full of contempt, he was a little ashamed besides the embarrassment.

"I'm good at acting."

"Do you believe this?" Qin Muchu asked.

"……I believe."

"You can lie to me, but don't lie to yourself."

Slapping Zhou Jiaolun's hand away, Qin Muchu walked towards Yang Mi and looked him up and down.

It's December, and he's only wearing a slim-fit jacket and jeans. The hat on his head is in line with this season, a white conical cotton hat.

The overall attire is pretty good, slim and playful, especially the jeans perfectly show off a pair of thin and long legs.

If it is not trembling all over, there is nothing wrong with this outfit.

"Beautiful frozen person..."

Qin Muchu spoke.

Yang Mi immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile,
"That is……"

"It's still cold legs, cold arms, pig skin is warmer than human skin."

Yang Mi's face darkened immediately, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

How could he think that Qin Muchu's dog could spit out ivory.

"Come in, don't freeze to death at the door."

Qin Muchu opened the door and said.

Yang Mi hesitated, whether she should be stubborn and not go in.

A black shadow flashed before his eyes.

"You don't go in and shout? It's too cold!"

Zhou Jiaolun stood at the door, turned his head and said to Yang Mi who was standing there motionless.

"Enter."

Yang Mi replied.

I went in because Zhou Jiaolun invited me, hum!
Walking into the wing room where Qin Muchu's room was located, with the heating, Yang Mi shivered, feeling as if she had come back to life.

"water."

Qin Muchu brought a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"Humph!"

Yang Mi shook her head, but held the cup in her hand, took a small sip, and immediately felt warm all over.

"I also want."

Zhou Jiaolun looked at the cup in Yang Mi's hand, and stretched out his hand to Qin Muchu.

"Isn't there a kettle next to your hand?"

Qin Muchu glanced at the kettle on the tea table.

Zhou Jiaolun also found out, pouted.

It's over, Vivian is in danger.

He poured water for Yang Mi but didn't pour it for me!
Ignoring Zhou Jiaolun, who was always in a state of madness, Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi:
"Didn't I tell you not to come? Dress like this and freeze outside. If I come back later, you are going to freeze to death?"

Seeing that Qin Muchu was a little angry, Yang Mi's momentum weakened a little:
"I just came from school too. I didn't wait for a few minutes, otherwise I must have called you."

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi's weak eyes looking up from below, knowing that she was pretending to be pitiful, but there was nothing he could do, so he turned around and waved:
"Go, where is your idol, take a closer look, or I'm sorry for the cold."

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Muchu turned around, a cunning flashed in Yang Mi's fox-like eyes, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"It's not because of him that he is dressed like this and suffers from the cold..." she muttered softly.

"what?"

Qin Muchu didn't hear clearly.

"nothing!"

Yang Mi replied, and then walked in front of Zhou Jiaolun.

"I really like your songs, I have bought all your albums!"

As she spoke, she took out an album from her jacket pocket, which was the latest "Still Fancit" released by Zhou Jiaolun.

"Can you sign my name?"

She blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhou Jiaolun.

"Uh, yes."

Zhou Jiaolun looked a little shy and blushed.

In order to cover up, he quickly stood up and said to Qin Muchu:

"Xiao Chu, do you have a pen, the kind you want to sign?"

Qin Muchu walked into the room, came out with an oil-based pen in his hand, threw it to Zhou Jiaolun, and said to Yang Mi:
"The collapse of an idol often begins with contact with him."

"Don't say such things and ruin my image."

Zhou Jiaolun, who was signing, raised his head and handed the album to Yang Mi.

"He's jealous."

"Ah!"

With a sneer, Qin Muchu walked into the room.

Yang Mi and Zhou Jiaolun also followed in.

"Yelling at work again? What if you take a day off?"

Zhou Jiaolun looked at Qin Muchu who was typing on the computer, stepped forward and pushed Qin Muchu's mouse to make trouble.

Qin Muchu stopped working,
"Then what else can I do this time?"

"Take me to play "Warcraft", I have encountered a bottleneck."

Zhou Jiaolun grabbed Qin Muchu's arm, trying to see him.

"It doesn't end with colored pencils."

Qin Muchu pushed his hand away and looked at the computer.

Yang Mi who was sitting on Qin Muchu's bed stood up and asked:

"Do you also play "Warcraft"?"

"Me? It's okay, a little better than ordinary people."

Zhou Jiaolun's seemingly modest words contained pride that couldn't be hidden.

Yang Mi raised her eyebrows and said in front of me that she is good at playing games?
So challenge:

"Do you want a plate?"

"You? Girls can play games?"

"Don't you dare?"

"……Come!"

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi who pushed away from him, separated from Zhou Jiaolun on the left and right, and started "Warcraft", and shook his head helplessly.

Two young Internet addicts...

Sighing, he wrote the planning of the show "Red Pity" on the paper.

Two people singing together?

He wrote these four words, and after a while, he shook his head after thinking about it, and crossed them out again.

Zeng Li definitely had to wear a costume, but she didn't wear makeup on her face, otherwise others wouldn't be able to see that it was her.

In that case, if there were only myself and Zeng Li, the flavor of Peking Opera would not be very strong.

backup dancer

He wrote two more words.

This is desirable.

But what kind of backup dancer should I choose?

Peking Opera.

The backup dancers have to wear costumes and perform with standard costumes.

then……

He tapped his head with his pen.

Then Zeng Li was with them at first, and then came out from among them and sang.

what about me?
Just stand in front of the stage and sing?Will it be too abrupt and isolated?It seems that it has nothing to do with them at all...

If not, then in what capacity should I integrate into this "drama"?
Qin Muchu fell into deep thought.

It seems to be very complete, they are enough, and there is no need to join them.

Then I go?
shook his head.

He wanted to leave, but Jin Yue would definitely not agree, he and Zeng Li were the meaning of this show, and neither of them would work.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Muchu sighed, unable to figure out what identity he should be involved in this program.

In fact, he committed a common fault of film and television drama directors and entered a misunderstanding.

Film and television drama directors all tell stories, but program directors do not.

If you want to sing, you can sing. Just stand up and sing.

Jin Yue didn't think about how complicated the show was, he just thought about Zeng Li wearing a costume, Qin Muchu stood up and the two of them finished singing.

But Qin Muchu obviously thought deeply, and it seems that there is a tendency to develop a simplified version of the musical...

If you can't figure it out, do what you can do first.

Qin Muchu no longer struggled, walked out of the room, and called Jin Yue.

The phone was connected quickly, and the sound of the stage sound came from inside, which should be in the studio.

"Hello? Xiaoqin, you didn't come today if you didn't come on the weekend, remember you missed work for a day." Jin Yue joked.

Qin Muchu smiled and said:
"Then you can remember for a few more days, and forget about my expulsion."

"Haha, cunning, it's so easy to give up the pick, but I still want to give up the pick! Tell me, what else do you want me to do?"

Qin Muchu chuckled, he didn't expect Jin Yue to know him so well, knowing that whenever he called, he would have something to do, so he didn't hide it, and said directly:

""Red Pity" needs some backup dancers with theater skills, preferably real theater actors."

Jin Yue almost didn't think about it, so he replied:

"That's it? Okay, how much do you want?"

"Four or five..." Qin Muchu thought for a while.

If it's too much, it will steal the limelight from him and Zeng Li, but if it's too little, it's useless.

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible and give you an answer tomorrow." Jin Yue replied.

Then he remembered something again, and said happily:

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that the matter of borrowing the bronze crane is over. They are willing to borrow it for an exhibition on the [-]th night!"

"It's done?"

Qin Muchu was also very happy.

Although fakes can be used instead, the fake ones are not as good as the real ones psychologically, although the audience may not be able to tell the difference.

"However, people also said that you, the program director, should go there in person." Jin Yue said again.

"Me? What am I going to do?" Qin Muchu was surprised.

"We talked about the idea of ​​the Spring Festival Gala program, and the follow-up CCTV "National Treasure" program. They seem to be very interested and want to meet the creator of your program.

Just the day after tomorrow, if you go there, it shouldn't make things difficult for you.

They are all a group of old scholars. Their thinking may be a bit old-fashioned, but they are all professional masters. Although they have no real power, they have a high reputation in the academic world. benefit……"

……

After hanging up the phone, Qin Muchu walked into the room.

Yang Mi and Zhou Jiaolun were still fighting in front of the computer.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Yang Mi was relaxed and proud, while Zhou Jiaolun frowned in distress.

It seems that the situation is very clear.

Qin Muchu walked behind the two and looked at the pictures on their screens.

Well, sure enough, Zhou Jiaolun was about to lose.

How long is this?There are really enough dishes.

Yang Mi felt that there was someone behind her, and she was so relaxed that she could turn around and chat with Qin Muchu:
"Who are you calling?"

"It's about the Spring Festival Gala."

"Oh."

Yang Mi nodded and fell silent.

Suddenly, with some melancholy, he said:
"You have become the director of the Spring Festival Gala, when can I go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Qin Muchu thought about it. He came here from his previous life in 2020. It seems that he has never seen Yang Mi go to the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

So he said:

"Please let me unspokenly rule you and take you to the Spring Festival Gala."

"cut."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, then looked at Qin Muchu with disdain,
"Let you unspoken rules, do you dare?"

Qin Muchu suddenly felt that his dignity as a man was being challenged, he clenched his fists and walked towards... Zhou Jianlun.

"Caiji, she's going to steal your house from here, so send someone to guard it."

Qin Muchu pointed to the computer screen and pointed to Zhou Jianlun.

Sure enough, after a while, a group of monsters rushed forward brandishing their weapons. Fortunately, Qin Muchu reminded them, and wiped them out without any risk.

Yang Mi, who had seen through the trick, immediately frowned and shouted:
"Ruppy! I was going to win!"

After finishing speaking, she leaned back to the computer, clicked the mouse frantically, and began to operate seriously.

"What to do, what to do?"

Looking at the overall disadvantaged situation, Zhou Jiaolun was devastated.

"Here, here, and here."

Qin Muchu took his time and dispatched troops to stabilize the situation.

Seeing her own attacks being resolved by Qin Muchu, Yang Mi's eyes gradually lit up with fire, and she became more and more serious.

After half an hour.

"We won, haha, Xiao Chu, we are really good!"

Zhou Jianlun stood up and cheered.

Although he basically watched Qin Muchu play in the end, but without him, would there be this game?

His role is very important!
"It's just abuse, it's nothing."

Qin Muchu waved his hand.

If it wasn't for Zhou Jiaolun's bad start, he would have defeated Yang Mi long ago.

Yang Mi can only be said to have a level, but not much, which is not bad among ordinary players of "Warcraft".

But compared with his "Interstellar" high-level players, it is far worse.

On the other side, Yang Mi, who was turned into victory, was so angry that her chest heaved for a while. Looking at the two people who were cheering happily, her fists clenched loudly.

With a sound of "expansion", it was hammered on the table.

"One more, me, and you!"

Her angry eyes fixed on Qin Muchu.

"Hehe, I'm retired, this one is enough!"

Qin Muchu shrugged triumphantly, rejecting Yang Mi's challenge.

"No, I have to do it again!"

Yang Mi walked towards Qin Muchu step by step, feeling full of oppression.

"One more shot! One more shot!"

Zhou Jiaolun didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he laughed and booed.

"Okay, then you two play."

Qin Muchu wanted to stand up.

Halfway through the stand, Yang Mi pushed her back. Just as she was about to stand up again, she felt her shoulders being pressed, and the soft touch from the back of her head was so familiar...

Yang Mi pressed Qin Muchu to prevent him from getting up:

"No, he's too bad, I won't play with him!"

The smile on Zhou Jiaolun's face froze instantly.

What do you mean?
Don't borrow your computer to play!
(End of this chapter)