After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Qin Ke probably knew the answer after watching the video.

This is the CP name of him and Song Yunran.

Just as Chen Jing said, how long the video was played, how long they pulled there.

The photographer's angle was very suitable, and the various expression changes of the two were clearly photographed. Without brain supplement, it was obvious that this was a small dispute and then settled in a good plot.

Qin Ke turned off the video and replayed it a few seconds later. After repeating this several times, the doubt in his heart became deeper than before.

He remembered what he said to coax the other party after he found that Song Yunran was angry.

But what he didn't know was that his expression at that time was simply unprecedented gentleness.

No wonder this video with only a few thousand views will make agents who have always been calm call to remind them.

The video is again in the part where Song Yunran was furious.

Qin Ke lowered his head, the indifference in his eyes faded quietly, and the corners of his lips raised silently.

Assistant Xiao Ke stood beside him, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

Although he didn't hear what Chen Jing said on the other side of the phone, he could guess the outline of the matter based on Qin Ke's answer and his subsequent actions.

What made him incredible was the smile that Qin Ke showed after finishing the video.

It seemed that the ice and snow accumulated for a long time finally showed signs of melting at this moment. In Qin Ke's eyes, the sunset and the sunset were warm and comfortable.

Xiao Ke stared closely at Qin Ke's face, and wanted to see through one or two more, when he saw the other person raised his eyes and asked, "You and Xiao Song always say I'm in a bad mood?"

"...I just mentioned a few words," Xiao Ke replied, "I'm not suing."

Qin Ke returned to his usual state again, and said quietly, "Well, thank you."

"?!"

Xiao Ke refreshed, meaning I did the right thing?

Immediately afterwards, Qin Ke added: "But don't make any claims in the future, especially don't talk too much in front of Mr. Song."

Xiao Ke humbly asked: "Because he is the president, this is called leapfrog reporting?"

"No. I'm afraid he thinks too much and won't sleep well at night."

After Qin Ke finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and saved the video to his mobile phone blankly.

Xiao Ke: "..."

Late at night, Yan City.

Song Yunran was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He sighed, got up, turned on the bedside lamp, glared out of the bed and took the charging mobile phone on the table, and couldn't help entering the Weibo trumpet.

Originally had dinner today, he has been comforted by his aunt's superb cooking skills.

After the meal, He Ziyou sent him a video of cats selling cute, Song Yunran upholds the thought of courtesy, cut to Weibo and found a video of puppy selling cute, which was forwarded a while ago, and sent it back.

After the two expressed their love to the furry little animals, he stayed on the trumpet for a while and reposted some cute content on the homepage.

Who knows that he ran away for ice cream that summer, so he just killed him and commented: [Little Eleven, don’t **** cats! Come and eat sugar, great sweetness! 】

At that time, Song Yunran didn't take it seriously. He felt that depending on the level of this group of people, he might have discovered that the multiplication of his student number when he was studying with Qin Ke's student number was also a sugar of 520.

It turns out that he is still too young.

When he clicked on the Weibo group, he was surprised to find that there were 50 people in the CP group!

In the days when he was busy with his career, the number of people who fainted had increased exponentially, which was beyond Song Yunran's expectations.

With the psychology of textual research, he clicked on the group chat, and at first glance he saw the violent words that made his eyes black.

[Absolutely! Sisters, we must have gotten it for real! 】

[They are really real! 】

"..."

Song Yunran was panicked, and quickly joined them: [I heard that you are dizzy and sugary? What happened? 】

The contrived tone made him feel sick.

Fortunately, the CP fans soaking in the sugar bowl didn't care about it, and even the veteran fan was surprised: [How come Xiaoxi, where have you been during this time? 】

Song Yunran was worried about what to answer, and the other party automatically made a persona for him: [Are you still in school? Don't mom and dad let you play mobile phones? 】

Song Yunran's pain mask: [Yes. 】

The other party said: [Then are you in junior high school or high school? Isn't it an elementary school? 】

Who are you cursing at the elementary school chicken!

Song Yunran was violent in an instant, typing hard: [I'm in high school. 】

After sending it out, he didn't think it was enough, so he decided to maximize the maturity of the junior eleven: [Next semester senior year! 】

[Wow, it’s so important in the third year of high school. After finishing homework, come to chase stars. 】

[Hmm, okay. 】

Song Yunran pretended to be a female high school student numbly and unfamiliarly, shouting crazy in his heart, where's sugar? Where is the sugar you are talking about? Let me see!

The cordial and enthusiastic CP fan seemed to hear the call in his heart and finally threw a link.

Song Yunran went in quickly, and after reading it, everyone was numb.

good, very good.

If he is an entertainer, once this video comes out, his Weifan probably should go crazy.

Song Yunran is not rare to comment, but he still thinks that this video is indeed a bit scary.

Yesterday he talked face to face with Qin Ke and didn't feel anything. Looking at it from a third party's point of view today, he found that he was on the screen of his mobile phone. He was basically acting out "what are you doing to me, I'm so angry".

When I finally stopped being angry, the eyebrows were inexplicably rippling with a thick smile, making it as if I had been touched by the hair.

What are you laughing laughing!

Are you so happy!

He couldn't help but scolded himself in his heart. If you give you a tail at the scene, can you shake it up!

He doesn't look like a president at all!

Song Yunran didn't have the strong psychology of Qin Ke. After reading it hastily, he began to evade reality. In the next few hours, he didn't even touch his mobile phone for fear of being discovered that there were seemingly non-existent problems between them.

But now it’s dead at night, and the comfortable big bed and warm yellow bedside lamps cooperate to create a safe and secret environment.

Song Yunran plucked up his courage and clicked on the video and watched it several times.

From this look, he found a more serious problem.

Qin Ke's expression, no matter how you look at it, has experienced four levels of tension, anger, helplessness and gentleness.

The first three are all normal, but the key lies in the last one, which makes Song Yunran look like a barbarian in his throat.

That's right, it's absolutely true feelings.

Like the look in a person's eyes, you really can't hide it.

Song Yunran put down the phone anxiously and sighed silently. It seemed that tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.

After a heavy rain, the weather became hotter.

The crew of "Jianghu Road" finally ended the filming of the location at the film and television base, and moved to the studio to shoot the interior before the local temperature exceeded 40 degrees.

This morning, Qin Ke came to the dressing room on time.

Before the makeup was finished, a staff member knocked on the door outside and asked if he could arrange for another actor to come here to put on makeup.

The number of dressing rooms in this studio is limited. The most inner one is generally dedicated to important actors, while the other ones are allocated to artists with few scenes.

The makeup artist did not rush to agree, but first asked the opinions of several actors present.

An old artist smiled and said yes.

Qin Ke saw that there was still a dressing table empty, and he was not a ostentatious person, so he said, "It's okay, let him in."

The two actors with the deepest qualifications and the heaviest roles all agreed, and the remaining male two naturally did not object.

Soon, when the door of the dressing room was pushed open again, Qin Ke saw Cheng Jiaming with a tangled face in the mirror.

He nodded lightly, retracted his gaze and closed his eyes, carefully recalling what Cheng Jiaming had done recently.

Except for the first day, it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

But Qin Ke still didn't dare to take it lightly because of the painful experience of his previous life.

The crew members present are all human beings. They have long seen that the relationship between the two people is not very good. After exchanging a few subtle glances with each other, they each did the work at hand.

For a while, the dressing room was exceptionally quiet.

Just when everyone thought everything would end in silence, Cheng Jiaming suddenly took out his mobile phone, put it on the table and fixed it, and watched the game video while putting on makeup.

The sound effects of the game are mixed with the voice of the anchor, instantly making the dressing room lively.

The old artist frowned unhappily.

Getting up early during the filming is a painful thing. Several actors are grabbing the time to make up for sleep. It's unruly for you to put some noisy things there.

Qin Ke also slowly opened his eyes at this time.

Cheng Jiaming was sitting next to him. This person didn't notice the dissatisfied eyes from all directions. He was still staring at the screen of the phone with relish, with expressions of sudden realization or confusion from time to time.

Seriously like he was learning how other people take Avia that day.

Qin Ke had to say, "Cheng Jiaming, have you brought headphones?"

Cheng Jiaming didn't expect that Qin Ke would take the initiative to talk to him, but he turned his head and said, "What are you doing, do you want to use it?"

Qin Ke didn't speak, and glanced at the other actors.

"..."

Cheng Jiaming understood, but didn't want to understand.

The other party reminded him to keep quiet. When someone else came forward, he would definitely apologize and then put on headphones or turn off the video, but when the person who came forward became Qin Ke, he felt despised inexplicably.

After thinking for a few seconds, Cheng Jiaming simply turned off the phone.

He asked the assistant to bring the script over, and after reading it for a while, he secretly raised his eyes to look at Qin Ke.

Qin Ke no longer looked at him, and returned to the way he closed his eyes and rested.

It seemed that the small episode just now didn't deserve his attention.

Cheng Jiaming couldn't sit still, and whispered: "What I just watched was a live broadcast of a professional player last night."

Qin Ke: "..."

He had to open his eyes again: "So what?"

"You don't know, this is the suggestion that Song gave me."

As soon as he spoke, Cheng Jiaming mastered the knack of showing off. He continued, "President Song made a special visit to me that day, saying that he thought my game was good and interesting. If I played the game live, it would definitely be very popular. "

Song Yunran's original remarks are not so exaggerated, but Cheng Jiaming's nature dictates that he described it in a more jealous manner.

Since he was completely defeated in "Jianghu Road", if he could win Qin Ke from a new angle, it would be a spiritual victory.

However, there was no expression on Qin Ke's face, and he only replied briefly: "Come on."

The attitude was similar to that of the encounter in the corridor that day, but after a period of buffering, Cheng Jiaming had understood the subtleties of it without a teacher.

This sentence seems calm, but it is not.

As long as you understand it carefully, you will find that it is full of undercurrents, filled with a burst of sourness.

Cheng Jiaming smiled triumphantly: "How do you say I should thank Mr. Song? He is the boss, he must be very busy at ordinary times. Maybe his artists can't take care of him, but he is still willing to take the time to give me tips. …"

Before finishing the latter words, Cheng Jiaming suddenly felt a frosty line of sight.

He shuddered uncontrollably, looked up from the script, and met Qin Keyun's calm expression.

"?"

Was it an illusion just now? Cheng Jiaming was confused.

Qin Ke looked at him, seemingly curious: "So you decided to listen to him and try?"

"…of course."

Cheng Jiaming bit the bullet and replied, but he hadn't made a decision at all.

So, knowing that your benefactor cares about me outside, how would you feel?

Cheng Jiaming couldn't help but secretly look forward to it, he must be very impatient, maybe he would still want to complain to the gold master, but he was afraid that Song Yunran would accidentally be offended, and he fell into a dilemma.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ke was silent for a while before speaking slowly, "Okay, just do it when you think it over. Don't let Mr. Song live up to his expectations. I think you can."

Cheng Jiaming was stunned on the spot.

In the big speechless incident, he seemed to be driven off the shelves by a duck!

The author has something to say: Today’s chapter is very painful, why, because I hit the mosquito and twisted my shoulder (.

Very physically disabled, but also very speechless