After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

On the plane, first class.

The air conditioner was turned on very low, and the flight attendants gave each passenger a disposable blanket back and forth.

When she deliberately walked up to two beautiful young people again, smiled enthusiastically:

"Sir, do you need something to drink?"

The young man sitting by the window was already asleep. He leaned his head against the shoulder of the person beside him, covered with a blanket.

Probably afraid of disturbing his sleep, Qi Linqing frowned and said in a low voice, "No."

This sentence made it clear that he was rejecting the flight attendant.

But she didn't have the slightest insight, and continued: "Would you like something to eat? We offer Sichuan cuisine and authentic French food today... Maybe you still want to have some red wine?"

She should have it. But when they recognized the identities of these two young people, the only remaining reason disappeared.

Two young, handsome, rich and talented second generations of the best. Even if she catches any of them for the rest of her life, she won't have to worry about it.

Qi Linqing: "No."

But it was too late. Zhong Chen rubbed his eyes and woke up. He glanced at the stewardess, deliberately pretending to be confused and hugged Qi Linqing's waist twice, "Baby..."

This baby not only shocked the stewardess and turned around and fled, but even Qi Linqing was shocked.

"What are you talking about?" His tone revealed three-point surprise and four-point disbelief.

Zhong Chen sat up straight and stretched lazily.

"I'm helping you, baby. Otherwise, she will ask you for a WeChat account later."

Qi Linqing: "Shut up!"

Zhong Chen: "?"

The next second he turned around and saw the other party's solemn and dignified expression, like the director of the teaching reprimanding the premature love:

"Don't be so frivolous, you know?"

Zhong Chen: "..."

Qi Linqing said bitterly: "The "Ancient Commandments" has something to say, the gentleman's ritual is to keep the courtesy. If you can shout such frivolous things to everyone in order to help others, it will give people a very bad impression."

Zhong Chen suddenly laughed.

This fool, won't you be jealous again.

Qi Linqing: "Are you still smiling?"

Zhong Chen propped his chin, looked at him, and said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, I won't call other people a baby. I will only call you like that."

Wow.

The sound of glass everywhere sounded.

Qi Linqing glanced over, and it turned out that it was the flight attendant who had just accidentally smashed the water glass.

He coughed a few times, pulled out the old magazine in front of the seat, and looked at it casually.

Behind the two.

Gan Yishan and the others, who were also in the first-class cabin, were eating a free meal.

Because they are so close, they can hardly avoid hearing the conversation between them, and their hearts are already boiling.

No wonder CP is so hot on the Internet early in the morning.

Gan Yishan summed it up in one sentence: "He is self-disciplined, abstinent, calm and self-restrained, not close to female sex, but moved his heart..."

Tangu Lamian stuffed a chilly bread into her mouth expressionlessly.

"Shut up and thank you."

At the same time, the courtyard.

As soon as Cai Ji came downstairs, he was stopped by an anxious butler, "Cai, Master Cai, there are several visiting self-media reporters at the door, and they are reluctant to leave anyway."

I don't know where these people got the way to enter the community, but it was obviously a waste of effort. Therefore, they stood guard at the door, not seeing Qi Linqing himself unwilling to go.

Since the last theft, the Qi family has strengthened security.

Mr. Yan spent money to invite several international security guards, and they stayed around the courtyard day and night.

It's just that in this situation, the other party is not bad, and the butler is always embarrassed to send someone to drive them away.

Steward: "You are learning broadcasting, and these people are half the same, can you explain to them?"

Cai Ji nodded and said, "Okay."

When Cai Ji went out, he met this group of journalists and media with long guns and short cannons. After a conversation, he quickly understood their intentions.

It turned out that they wanted to ask Qi Linqing to cooperate in a special interview.

Many people on the Internet suspect that Qi Linqing is a "newcomer of traditional Chinese painting", and even the artist of Lan Luo at station B has become popular. There is even a blogger who specializes in details. They hope to verify the facts.

After Cai Ji heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking with his toes knowing that Qi Linqing would never agree.

Regardless of whether Qi Linqing is the two big players or not, since people use vests on the Internet, it means that they don't want to be known for their true identities.

Cai Ji declined, "I'm afraid it won't work. Mr. Qi is already on the plane to Dunhuang."

"Dear sir and madam, good afternoon. This flight H7377 is about to arrive in Dunhuang. Please go back to your place and sit down, fasten your seat belt, and put away your small table..."

Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen walked out of the passage in the direction of the crowd.

He took the initiative to carry the other party's luggage.

As a famous tourist city, Dunhuang Airport is generally full of tourists.

Gan Yishan followed them, pointing to the team in uniform, short-sleeved red and black uniforms not far away, and said: "There is such a young tour group."

Qi Linqing raised his head and glanced.

They take the same flight together, it's just the difference between first class and economy class.

Before he got on the plane, he noticed these people. There were men and women, young people and old men. They were indeed incompatible with the sunset red tour groups that were common around him.

Zhong Chen looked at the baggage carried by these people for a while, and suddenly said: "They are not a tourist group, they are archeologists."

Dunhuang Desert Campground.

The desert in the afternoon was especially dry and hot, with yellow sand all over the sky, which could be called sweltering heat.

Except for tourists, the staff in the camp do not like to come out.

They set up a 399 and 599 candlelight dinner set in Dianping. They often wait for the sunset to go down and get out of the air-conditioned room when it gets dark. They slowly put the food on the white cloth wooden table, and then Cover with a stainless steel lid.

The bus of the archaeological team from J province parked near the campsite.

There are more than twenty people in total, which is a big business for the camp owner.

"Liang Mingshan! Liang Mingshan! How about you?!" He yelled the employees unceremoniously.

After a while, a handsome young man walked out of the room and wiped the red watermelon stains on his lips.

"Boss, what are you looking for?" He smiled sly.

The boss pointed to the group of people outside and said, "The archaeologists from the government will check in for them."

Liang Mingshan nodded and sat in front of the computer numbly to complete the formalities.

The boss looked at him proficiently operating the computer, and he felt a little sigh in his heart.

Who would have thought that this kid was still an amnesia child who knew nothing about modern technology?

More than half a year ago.

The other party, dressed in strange ancient costumes, appeared inexplicably at the entrance of his camp, sinking deep in the sand, like a corpse falling from the sky.

At that time, the boss was terrified. His camp had just been renovated and opened soon, so he didn't want to be killed.

He panicked and called the police, calling 120.

But their camp is deep in the desert, and even if the hospital sends people to hurry, the kid in front of him is destined to be a pigtail.

Fortunately, this kid did not die. He said that he had amnesia, and only remembered that his name was Liang Mingshan.

The camp is short of manpower.

Later, the boss saw that he was quick and sincere and honest, so he kept him.

Even if the other party is strange. As a modern man in the 21st century, he doesn't even have an ID card.

And when he first met Liang Mingshan, the other party talked and waited for you, he looked like a real ancient person.

"You live in room 1, room 2, and rooms 4, 5...16. By the way, room 16 is a six-person room, so please squeeze it."

Liang Mingshan handed the room card to the middle-aged man headed by it.

In such a hot day, a six-person room?

The young people in the archeological team looked a little bitter.

This middle-aged man seemed to be a leader, and frowned upon hearing this: "There are no single or double rooms?"

Liang Mingshan hummed happily and smiled like a bright little sun.

"Yes, but it has been booked in advance by the customer."

The archeologists had to move in according to the room number.

According to seniority, the youngest people are in the six-person room.

The young man didn't care about the city. By buying snacks and snacks, he quickly became a part of Liang Mingshan.

It turned out that a new Dunhuang mural site was found in the depths of the desert. This time they are specially sent for archaeological excavations. Some restoration work is probably needed. It is expected to stay for two months.

Speaking of this, the young man was crying and wailing: "Two months, two full months!"

One of the beautiful girls looked desperate. With such a venomous sun in the desert, her proud white skin will turn into the color of soy sauce in less than half a month.

Liang Mingshan was still wondering how the archaeologists would come to their uninhabited desert. He opened the freezer and took a few bottles of iced black tea, smiled and handed them to the young people and said, "It's okay. It's actually quite fun to stay in the desert for a long time."

After a while, the lead leader of the archaeological team came to talk to Liang Mingshan and the boss again, to discuss whether they could vacate two more rooms.

They will also bring two local folks to this event, that is, guides who are proficient in desert routes.

The boss shook his head and said regretfully: "No, there is no way to cancel the room that the guest has booked. And they called this morning to confirm the flight landing information with us, and it is estimated that it will be there soon."

The rooms booked by these guests from city B are all luxurious suites, which makes the archaeologists greedy.

When the leader sees it, he can't say anything, he can only think about waiting for these people to come to discuss.

Soon half an hour later, a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the camp.

The boss asked Liang Mingshan to come out and greeted him warmly.

They like such generous and generous rich people.

After Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen came out, the boss stared and recognized them, and immediately became more excited.

"Internet celebrities! Big stars!" the boss exclaimed excitedly: "Can we take a photo together? Signatures are fine."

They have never welcomed such a famous guest in this shabby place.

But for the time being, no one birded him.

After seeing Liang Mingshan himself, Zhong Chen was taken aback.

Isn't this his little boyfriend? Regardless of looks and body shape, they are exactly the same.

The eyes are facing each other.

Liang Mingshan seemed to understand something, his lips trembled slightly.

Qi Linqing glanced at them, then quickly looked away.

He only felt that Liang Mingshan was a bit familiar, and did not recognize him.

When he came to Liang's house in the last life, Liang Luoduan and Xiaosi Mingshan were young and light, and their facial features had not yet developed.

Especially Mingshan. It is said that the eighteenth change of the Women's Congress, he later followed Liang Luoduan to practice martial arts, his facial features became more handsome, and he was very different from the former appearance of a beautiful lady and a weak force.