Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 1228 Bookworm

Fortunately, Wang Zhi didn't have a fever, not even the slightest sign of having a fever.

She stretched her waist and said, "Actually, I just caught a cold. It's not a big deal. I got an injection after I fell asleep. Now I feel a little weak, but nothing else."

Wang Qing glared at her: "Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking! Continue to take the medicine at night! You have to take the medicine in the morning too! Don't be embarrassing just a little bit better!"

Wang Zhi choked, and had to say that over the years, her manager almost knew her better than herself!
She... really thought that since she recovered, she would not need to take medicine.

But obviously, Wang Qing didn't think so.

"These few announcements in the past two days are due to the production team to ease the jet lag. Don't cherish it. After a few days, the announcements will be full. If you are sick, you will die of pain." Wang Qing instructed her again.

Wang Zhi's expression turned serious, and she nodded her head in response: "Well, I know Sister Qing, don't worry."

Wang Qing raised her hand and poked her on the head lightly: "You, you'd better make me feel at ease!"

Wang Zhi giggled, "Better than the top, more than the bottom, isn't it?"

Wang Qing sighed, looked at her and said, "Is the heat from sleep gone? Let's get out of the car?"

Wang Zhi's heart warmed, she nodded with a smile.

Her family's agent, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, has been loitering in the car for a long time. Isn't it because she is afraid that she will be blown by the wind when she is hot from sleep just now?
The first filming location Wang Qing chose was a small bookstore.

This small bookstore has been around for a long time, and there are some mottled walls outside the door, but it doesn't make people feel down and down, with the traces of time accumulated, it is unexpectedly beautiful.

There are all kinds of books in the store, English, French, German, almost all old books, and there are not those exquisitely packaged books in luxury bookstores, let alone those best-selling books.

This small bookstore is really small, the bookshelves are close together, and the aisle can only allow one person to pass sideways.

However, even if the place is crowded, every book here has been well taken care of, and none of them are scattered on the floor.

Because I greeted the boss early in the morning, the boss also prepared coffee for them.

The boss is a gray-haired old couple. After they took two sips of coffee, the boss smiled and said, "Nowadays, celebrities don't come here to take pictures. You are the first one."

Wang Qing looked at Wang Zhi with bright eyes, and explained with a smile: "She just likes books, so no matter where she goes, she always goes to the bookstore."

Holding the coffee cup in both hands, Wang Zhi looked at the bookshelves with sparkling eyes, and asked in a low voice, "The books here... are all your collections?"

The boss nodded with a smile, "Well, yes."

The proprietress also smiled, "My husband loves books very much. I didn't like them when I was young, but after being taken by him, I also love to read... Here, I can read all over the world without leaving home, whether it's Greece , Egypt or Persia, I've 'been' to both."

Wang Zhi's eyes unconsciously revealed a look of envy. She looked at these books and said in a low voice, "That's great."

Wang Qing was standing against the wall, and the photographer over there had already adjusted the lens and lighting, and with a "click", he captured Wang Zhi's eyes shining while holding the coffee cup.

The sound of the shutter brought Wang Zhi back to her senses, and she looked at the photographer with some resentment: "At least let me take a look..."

It's going to be working so soon, it's really...

The photographer smiled and shook his head: "No, no, you continue, I think we can be less rigid, Zhi Zhi, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Zhi smiled and nodded, feeling a little helpless.

She is most afraid of the photographer saying "you are free".

Because the photographer said casually, the result will not be very good.

For example, when you suddenly interrupt something, it really makes people jump.

Wang Zhi put down the coffee cup, took out a wet tissue from her bag, wiped her hands carefully, and looked at the boss with a flattering smile: "Can I... can I read these books?"

The boss wiped her hands specially when he saw her, and smiled even brighter, "You can do whatever you want, I don't have any guests here, you can stay as long as you want."

"Thank you." Wang Zhi thanked her softly, then walked sideways into the forest made up of bookshelves.

Every book here has traces of being read countless times, obviously being read repeatedly.

But every footer is flat, old, but not broken.

Occasionally, there are bookmarks in one or two books, with different styles, presumably they are small gifts left by book lovers.

The photographer followed Wang Zhi silently.

It's not necessarily true to say "following", because the aisle here is too narrow, and he can't stand in the aisle to take pictures of Wang Zhi, so...

After taking a few pictures that he was sure would work, he silently put away the camera and returned to Wang Qing's side to drink coffee with her.

Wang Zhi didn't seem to notice that the photographer had left at all, she was leaning on the bookshelf, reading a book.

The photographer asked Wang Qing softly, "Sister Qing, are you not leaving?"

Wang Qing looked at him with a smile, "What's the rush? If you're tired, go back to the car and take a nap. Zhizhi won't be able to get out for two hours."

The corner of the photographer's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help whispering: "I'm afraid of reading. I have a copy of "To Live" at home. It's been on my bedside for two years. I haven't read the second page. I fell asleep halfway through the page."

Wang Qing looked at him sideways, then rolled her eyes.

The photographer smiled awkwardly, finished his coffee, thanked the two old men, and left with his camera.

Not suitable for him!

Still don't embarrass yourself arty!
The photographer returned to the car, remembering Wang Qing's assertion that "Zhi Zhi can't get out for two hours", he silently took out the computer, and began to edit the pictures on the spot.

It has to be said that when Wang Zhi was reading a book, there was light in her eyes.

Those who can be admitted to University A are basically top students, and Wang Zhi is no exception. Although she also faced the embarrassing situation of "studying financial management, but suffering from no financial management" after graduation, this does not prevent her from being a high school student at all. Facts of a master.

She really likes reading.

When Wang Qing finally had to remind her that it was time to leave, Wang Zhi's eyes darkened instantly, and she sighed depressedly. She pursed her lips and said, "Can I stop taking pictures? I think I'm a little sick .”

"You're a book addict. Let's go. It's almost dark. Take a few photos in a nearby shop and call it a day." Wang Qing patted her on the shoulder and reminded her helplessly. , "When you have time to come back, you have to stay in London for half a month."

The corner of Wang Zhi's mouth finally raised again: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)