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Chapter 197 Yellow Fruit for the New Year (Fourth Update)
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The dinner party finally ended amidst a mess of empty plates and glasses.

Gu Qing followed Uncle Long out of the restaurant. The cool night breeze dispelled the lingering smell of smoke and alcohol in the private room.

"Uncle Long, thank you for taking care of me tonight."

Gu Qing sincerely thanked him and bowed deeply.

This kind of protection is invaluable in such a complex circle.

Uncle Long patted him on the back, "Don't be so polite. Just be a good artist, don't break the law, and promote our country's culture. That's the greatest way you can repay me."

"Uncle Long, I will. You should get some rest too."

Gu Qing watched as Uncle Long got into the car surrounded by his assistants before turning around and walking towards her own nanny van parked by the roadside.

The car door was just opened a crack,

Zhao Ya leaned forward anxiously and grabbed Gu Qing's arm, her voice full of worry: "Boss, are you alright?"

Oh my god, I smell terrible...

She sniffed hard, and the strong smell of smoke and alcohol emanating from Gu Qing hit her, making her even more flustered.

Gu Qing smiled and waved her hand, then quickly got into the car: "It's okay, really okay, don't worry, I didn't drink."

"You didn't drink?!"

Zhao Ya closed the car door, her eyes wide, her face filled with disbelief.

She had followed Gu Qing to many events and knew all too well what the atmosphere was like at these dinner parties where big shots gathered.

How could my boss, so young and a newcomer, escape unscathed without touching a drop of alcohol?

"Boss... are you really that amazing?" Her voice was a little unsteady, as if it were a fantasy.

"That's not my strength,"

Gu Qing leaned back in her seat and couldn't help but burp, her tone filled with gratitude, "It was Uncle Long who protected me and shielded me from the very beginning."

"If it weren't for his help, I probably would have been completely drunk by the time I got out today."

Zhao Ya suddenly realized and breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's not surprising that it was Brother Chen Long who helped."

She quickly handed him a thermos of warm water, saying, "Boss, have some water."

Gu Qing took the water glass, took out her phone, and the screen was still on the private WeChat account of Uncle Long, which she had just added.

The car drove smoothly toward the hotel.

Back in his room, Gu Qing quickly washed up, getting rid of the smell of smoke, and a wave of exhaustion washed over him. He fell asleep almost immediately and slept soundly through the night.

The next morning, before dawn.

Gu Qing was woken up on time by Zhao Ya and rushed to the airport with her team to fly to Changsha, the last stop of the year, to participate in Huangguo TV's New Year's Eve Gala.

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The plane landed, and it was already afternoon when we arrived in Changsha.

As the car entered the familiar Huangguo TV station area and stopped at the entrance, staff members warmly greeted us.

Upon learning this, Teacher He quickly walked out from inside, his face beaming with a warm smile.

"Little brother, welcome, welcome! We've been waiting for you!"

Teacher He opened his arms and gave Gu Qing a firm hug, saying, "You must be tired from the journey!"

"Teacher He, it's no trouble at all. I'm very happy to be here to celebrate the New Year," Gu Qing replied with a smile.

The two exchanged pleasantries as they walked inside.

Along the way, staff members from the TV station kept greeting us warmly.

"Brother Gu Qing!"

"Little brother, your clothes yesterday looked so cool!"

"Mr. Gu, could you please sign your autograph? My daughter loves you so much!"

Gu Qing was completely unpretentious, always wearing a gentle smile as she responded to each question: "Hello." "Thank you for your hard work." "No problem."

As he took the pen and skillfully signed his name, he casually chatted with familiar employees:
"Last time I came, wasn't there a SpongeBob SquarePants plush toy on your table? Why has it been replaced with a panda this time?"

The female employee who was called out blushed bright red, overwhelmed with happiness, and was speechless.

The teacher, watching from the side, marveled and couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, your memory is amazing!"

"It's been several months since you last came here, hasn't it?" "Only 83 days."

After signing the last name, Gu Qing handed the pen back to the staff member, saying, "I have a photographic memory."

"Hahaha."

Teacher He couldn't stop laughing.

Gu Qing felt helpless; why did no one believe that he was telling the truth?

After briefly greeting the enthusiastic employees,

Teacher He then led Gu Qingchao to the rehearsal venue.

On the way,

He also naturally brought up recent hot topics.

"Oh, right, little brother,"

Teacher He's tone was a mix of teasing and curiosity, "You really stole the show at the Golden Horse Awards last night. Photos of you wearing that outfit when you accepted the award are going viral online. You looked absolutely stunning!"

Also, what's going on between you and your older brother? You were chatting so enthusiastically, and people online are speculating that you have a powerful background. Someone even photographed you leaving together to have dinner.

"Teacher He, I don't have any background. I'm just an ordinary person."

Gu Qing quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's because Uncle Long is a really good person. He also started out as an opera singer, and the Huizhou opera I learned is somewhat of the same origin."

Since I happen to be from Anhui province, Uncle Long took pity on me out of our shared hometown ties.

"Oh~ So that's it."

Teacher He suddenly realized, and his eyes showed admiration. "That means your older brother really appreciates you and thinks you have potential. This is a rare opportunity, so cherish it."

He paused, then, as if remembering something, smiled and said, "Oh, it's a pity you left too soon after filming 'The Left Ear'."

On the day Nana went to make a cameo appearance, she kept saying she wanted to hang out with you, but her friend said you had already finished filming and left.

You have no idea how miserable my friend has been since you left. He messages me every day to complain.
He complained that the actors were too clumsy, the schedule was too tight, and kept saying, "If only Gu Qing were here, she could do it in one take, it would save us so much trouble."

Hearing this,

Gu Qing already had a picture in her mind of Su Youpeng's anger.

He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Teacher He, you can't blame me for this. I'm a genius, so naturally my efficiency is higher."

In the midst of laughter,
The group had already entered the brightly lit, huge rehearsal hall.

The stage has been set up, the lighting and sound equipment is being tested, and staff are busy moving around.

Gu Qing walked to the center of the stage and took the high-end microphone that she had specially ordered before coming from her assistant.

"Everyone get ready, it's time for my little brother to rehearse."

Teacher He gestured to the employees around him.

Gu Qing stood in the center of the stage, nodded in the direction of the music team, her smile faded, and she instantly got into character.

The familiar prelude, tinged with the melancholy of time and the resilience of perseverance, slowly begins.

"Circles traced my fingerprints onto my lips..."

"The bitter kiss marks of memory are like tree roots..."

In the empty venue, songs echoed, marking the start of the rehearsal for the New Year countdown.

Teacher He listened to it several times with great enjoyment before turning around and leaving to attend to his own work.

After about an hour of rehearsal,
"Thank you teachers."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Gu Qing felt that was enough, cleared her throat, took the thermos from her assistant, and nodded to the staff around her to express her gratitude.

Right here,

Gu Qing took a sip of water and had just closed the lid when a gust of wind came from behind her.

Then,

Suddenly, someone appeared on his back, pressing down on his waist and bending him over.
A warm breath came from my earlobe.
"Second Master, have you missed me?"

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(End of this chapter)