Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 12 Good Sister

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so Lu Kuan decided to put it down before he could say anything. "Sister Jiang, how about I go back first?"

"No! I've been drinking too, and I'm not very good at driving. I'm afraid..."

In a hurry, Jiang Qinqin grabbed the little Taoist priest's arm, but when she saw him looking at her with a half-smile, she hurriedly let go and pretended to straighten Zhou Xun.

"Then you guys go into the inner room and sleep. I'll spend the night on the sofa and be your door god."

Jiang Qinqin's voice was a bit like a mosquito's at this moment: "Well... let her stay here for a while, so that she won't vomit later."

"Ah."

There was another deafening silence.

"Well, how about we have some more drinks? It's still early."

Lu Kuan looked at the neatly arranged goblets and off-brand red wine in the suite and cautiously spoke to test the waters.

"Ah? Sure."

Jiang Qinqin changed her bold and unrestrained Sichuan girl's style today. She didn't take off her coat when she entered the house, but just took off her scarf. The two of them sat in front of the large French window and had a drink.

"Xiaolu, you're really accurate. It's a pity that Xun Ge has such a bad temper..."

She recalled the scenes that happened in the hospital during the day and couldn't help feeling sad. It was for Zhou Xun, but also for herself.

Lu Kuan chuckled and said, "When you're in the Jianghu, you have no choice. Xun Ge'er has a good personality. She has a strong sense of insensitivity!"

"Insensitivity?"

Lu Kuan accidentally blurted out a word from later times and patiently explained, "The 'dull' in slow-wittedness means that the opinions and comments of the outside world have little impact on her, and she has a strong psychological endurance."

"Do you believe that she will be a lively and energetic Xun Ge'er when she wakes up tomorrow? I don't think Qu Ying can compete with her."

Jiang Qinqin gently shook the red wine glass with her fair wrist. The scarlet wine sparkled in the moonlight, making her look a little intoxicated and dazed.

"I..."

"I did as you asked and broke off all ties with that person."

Jiang Qinqin seemed a little ashamed to talk about her shameful past, especially in front of such a handsome and intelligent young man.

Lu Kuan clinked his glasses with hers gently: "That's great news, congratulations, Sister Jiang."

With this early closure, the scandal and gossip will probably have less impact on her.

In later generations, Ms. Yu, the original wife of director Zhang Xiaozheng from Taiwan Province, was extremely resentful.

Not only was she exposed and criticized through the media in 2002, but she also left a message of accusation after committing suicide by burning charcoal in 2014. The impact on her was indeed small.

Especially in early 2002, when Jiang Qinqin was preparing to transition from costume dramas to modern urban dramas, many crews gave up the idea of ​​extending olive branches to her.

Seeing her increasingly sad as she drank more and more, Lu Kuan thought that it was because she was reminded of Zhou Xun's incident.

It is very difficult to judge the right and wrong in the relationships in the entertainment industry. There are many brave people who dare to challenge and try, but most of them end up broken into pieces and covered in bruises.

Especially for someone like Lu Kuan who is familiar with all kinds of public relations affairs and unspoken rules, it is difficult for him to immerse himself in this big dye vat. Most of the time, he just enjoys himself in the moment.

"You want to congratulate me, but I also want to thank you."

She looked at the little Taoist priest's angular profile, and the residual light reflected from the light curtain of the opposite building illuminated his high nose bridge. She thought that if she were not an actress, it would be nice to find a lover like this.

The two of them quickly finished a whole bottle of red wine. Perhaps it was because the wine was of poor quality or the heating in the room was turned up too high, but Jiang Qinqin felt short of breath and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

She stood up, took off her coat, kicked off her high heels, and staggered to the door to turn down the air conditioner.

Zhou Xun was already snoring softly on the sofa. After two days of sleeping with her boyfriend, she finally got a good night's sleep today. "I'll go turn it off!" Lu Kuan saw that she was struggling to stand, so he stood up and supported Jiang Qinqin, gently holding her shoulders.

How could a drunk person be manipulated? Once his rebellious mentality came up, he walked to the end of the sofa in a sneaky manner.

The room was dark. Zhou Xun, who was dozing off, suddenly started and stretched out his foot, causing the two of them to stumble.

Jiang Qinqin screamed and grabbed Lu Kuan's shirt tightly, then fell to the carpet in a woman-on-top position, almost completely pressed against him.

Lu Kuan saw that her dazed eyes had become a little clearer, and fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on her smooth forehead. Her thin pink lips were moving, which was enough to capture people's souls.

Their eyes met, and the young Taoist priest's blood quickly filled his veins as he looked at her rosy cheeks and delicate face like rouge. He knew that he must never be worse than an animal in this life.

He stretched out his big hand and pressed the back of Sister Jiang's pretty head and rushed forward. After a struggle, the latter hugged him back passionately, and after a few moments, they parted their lips by pulling the thread.

"Xiaolu, carry me in."

A lonely man and a resentful woman, thunder and fire from heaven and earth.

The female star gritted her teeth and said in hatred, "Little Taoist priest, you got away with it today, but this won't happen again!"

Lu Kuan just laughed and ignored it.

The delicate orioles began to chirp for the first time, and fish and dragons danced all night long. I will not go into details here.

The two biggest troubles for alcoholics are that they are easily thirsty in the middle of the night and have to go to the toilet easily.

In the early morning light, Zhou Xun woke up from the big bed with a hangover. He opened his sleepy eyes with his delicate arms, and Jiang Qinqin, wearing a bathrobe, was beside him.

She felt like her throat was about to smoke, so she got up from the bed to find some water. Her cervical spine and the back of her head felt like they were being pricked by needles.

"Are you awake, Xun brother?"

She turned over and barely managed to raise her arms. She felt as if her whole body had been run over by a truck and was extremely sore. She tried to stand on the ground with her feet, but was hit by another indescribable pain.

Zhou Xun remembered what happened last night and knew that it was her best friend who took good care of her. She asked with concern, "What's wrong, Qinqin?"

"Ah, well, it's all because of me taking care of you yesterday. I fell a few times and my legs are weak now."

Jiang Qinqin was wearing underwear with her back to Zhou Xun, and her pretty face was already flushed.

Zhou Xun turned around apologetically and looked at the bruise on her knee. He said awkwardly, "I won't drink it again next time. I'm sorry for that, Qinqin."

Jiang Qinqin thought to herself, you'd better keep your word. It doesn't matter if you're drunk, but you'll get yourself into trouble...

After they had packed up, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

"Who?"

"The road is wide, I'll ask him to pick us up."

The young Taoist priest brought two breakfasts into the house and opened the window with disdain: "Xun'er, your alcohol tolerance is too poor. Look at the smell in this room!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Are you rushing here early in the morning to make fun of your sister?"

Lu Kuan smiled and said, "I'm innocent! It was Sister Jiang who said you drank too much last night and asked me to come over early this morning to help."

"Right? Sister Jiang!"

Jiang Qinqin, who was eating salty tofu pudding, was suddenly called out. She looked up in panic, rolled her eyes at him, and reached out to brush a few strands of hair behind her head.

Lu Kuan was amazed in his heart!
(End of this chapter)