After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Qin Ke watched Song Yunran's face change for a while, from flushing to lifelessness, and there was a few minutes in between. Thinking that he was in trouble at work, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Do not talk."

Song Yunran leaned on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering what happened to everyone.

He is handsome, tall, and rich. Isn't he a fairly standard domineering president configuration?

Why does someone else’s tyrant stomping, so that a group of people can kneel down and call Dad, but he only wants to concentrate on being Qin Ke’s father, but he always encounters layers of obstacles?

Isn't this also the will of the original world?

Song Yunran was taken aback, and quickly consulted the Alliance: "Speaking of which, have you encountered any abnormalities since your rebirth?"

Qin Ke asked back: "Abnormal? What do you mean?"

"It's very unreasonable, beyond your knowledge."

After Song Yunran explained, she didn't forget to worry about her child's school work. "Why don't you even understand the meaning of abnormality? Didn't the teacher listen to it during class?"

"..."

Qin Ke rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, "Have you met?"

Song Yunran said: "That's right. For example, I have a great goal that seems to be well achieved, but I haven't been able to achieve it until now. Will this be a negative effect of rebirth?"

For some reason, Qin Ke seems to guess what the so-called great goal actually points to.

He didn't understand Song Yunran and wanted to be his father's obsession. He only felt ridiculous when he first heard about it. Now that he has experienced so much, he only feels cute.

This is different from Song Yunran he knew in his previous life.

More vivid and closer.

Before, Qin Ke never thought that one day he would sit on the sofa face to face with Song Yunran and discuss the topic of rebirth. It turned out to be a signal to start another road.

In this way, it is indeed beyond his previous cognition.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Song Yunran moved closer from the other side of the sofa impatiently, and said dissatisfied: "Is it difficult to answer this question? It needs to be considered for so long?"

Qin Ke cast his eyebrows slightly.

There was a clean and beautiful face in the field of vision. A pair of apricot eyes with round corners should have been very well-behaved, but because of the impatient urging force in Song Yunran's expression, they appeared to be very unclean, but he was very long. Blinking the eyelashes twice makes people want to not really clean him up.

A very contradictory state.

Qin Ke shifted his sight, his voice lowered: "If I have to say, you are the anomaly I encountered."

Song Yunran: "?"

He felt that this didn't sound like a good thing, and suspected Qin Ke was yin and yang scolding himself strangely.

"But I don't think this is a negative effect."

Qin Ke smiled, the light and shadow transformed into a different color in his eyes.

It doesn't sound like cursing anymore.

Song Yunran was stunned in doubt, as if he was about to understand something, the sound of his aunt calling them to eat interrupted his thoughts.

He didn't figure out what Qin Ke's words meant until the meal was over.

In a blink of an eye, it came to mid-October, a week before the official release of "Happy Anniversary", and Galaxy arranged several screening events in several major cities.

This kind of publicity method of small-scale screening in advance is not uncommon. The purpose is to rely on professional film critics and senior film enthusiasts to spread the word of mouth before the official release, which can further attract ordinary audiences and allow theaters to follow good reviews. To determine the final displacement.

When "Happy and White" was first released in the previous life, it suffered a lot from the filming because the main creative team was not well-known.

In this life, Song Yunran's mind is all about making more money, and of course he won't repeat the same mistakes.

This Saturday, the first spot-show will start in Yan City.

As the largest investor in the film, Song Yunran was naturally placed in the middle of the first row.

The director and producer, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, sat on his left side. The two looked back at the darkened auditorium and turned back together, probably thinking of the cost of publicity that Xinghe had incurred for the film. They couldn’t help but start to feel uneasy. Rub your hands together.

It's like Zhong Xiaofeng, who just learned that "South China Biography" will be developed into a big IP.

Song Yunran turned his face and asked Qin Ke on the right: "Are you nervous?"

"How about you?" Qin Ke asked softly.

Song Yunran vomited: "I wasn't nervous at first, but seeing them like that made me a little panicked."

As soon as the voice fell, as the familiar dragon mark music sounded, the lights dimmed, symbolizing that the movie had no chance to revise it again.

The director on the left shook suddenly. He turned his head in a panic, "Mr. Song, I'm afraid."

Song Yunran patted him on the shoulder: "Even if you lose money, it will be my money. Can you calm down?"

It's okay not to mention the money, but the director seems to be dying.

Song Yunran had to withdraw his hand.

It was a little cold in the screening hall. He pulled up the zipper of his jacket, leaning against Qin Ke unconsciously, and whispered: "Can you persuade him, don't always frighten me by surprise."

His jacket has a high neckline, and when the zipper is fully pulled to the top, half of his face is covered, and his voice is also a little dull, like a serious accusation.

Qin Ke held back a smile and asked, "Are you afraid too?"

"..."

Song Yunran was speechless for a while, not wanting to admit that things were coming, he was actually under more pressure than the director.

As netizens said, this publicity has **** the entire Ningdong Group. If the box office word-of-mouth loss is disastrous by that time, it is not just him, but his parents as well.

By then...

In front of Song Yunran's eyes, a picture of Bai Wanning's thunderous violent appeared uncontrollably.

He sighed heavily and said to himself: "Don't get it to the end, it won't work even to kneel down and beg my mother."

"will not."

The answer to him was a low voice close to his ear, "I said, I won't let you kneel down and beg Bai Dong."

Song Yunran's fingertips on the armrest trembled.

He curled his fingers silently, waited until the warm breath in his ear was far away, and then nodded like a wandering head.

Quietly for a few seconds, he tore off the zipper of the jacket again.

Strange, why it's hot again.

Song Yunran couldn't concentrate even after an hour and a half of watching movies.

Like an outsider forced to watch a movie, he numbly raised his head and looked at the screen, and changed his sitting position every few minutes, thinking about what Qin Ke said just now, always feeling that there was something special in that tone.

But before he and Qin Ke exploded their waistcoats, they had made up too many things on their own.

The unbearable experience made him dare not make judgments at will.

After all, it doesn't matter if you miss the key information given by Qin Ke. It doesn't matter if you live like Assistant Tang's brain replenishing madness, and spreading it out will damage his president's reputation.

Song Yunran was busy frowning in thought, but didn't realize that the director next to him was almost crying.

"Mr. Song, is the movie so ugly?"

The director choked and asked, and at the same time wondering if it should be, the audience laughed so loudly.

Song Yunran came back to his senses, turned his head to explain, and suddenly heard Qin Ke on the right smile softly.

At this moment, the last laugh point has just passed, and the audience is in a calm state of watching the movie. This uncontrollable movement is really suspicious.

Song Yunran once again set his sights on the big screen, and found that the plot was playing until a supporting role accidentally fell in front of the coffin.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Yunran realized.

Qin Ke didn't laugh at a delay, but couldn't help but laugh at the scene of him kneeling down between the props and worshiping the coffin.

For a moment, Song Yunran admired himself somewhat.

Some people can entertain the audience in the theater even though they don't appear in the movie.

It is indeed a rare talent.

-Blame it!

Song Yunran became angry from embarrassment, and his face immediately collapsed.

He said to the director indifferently: "The movie is very good, but the protagonist does not perform well."

director:"……"

Qin Ke: "..."

After the screening, the audience had not yet separated from the atmosphere of the movie, and they happily whispered to their companions. Looking around, the scene seemed like a sea of ​​joy.

Next is the time for the audience to ask questions. The main creative team walked onto the stage and lined up.

Qin Ke, who was already eye-catching, was even more eye-catching because of the fixing straps hanging on his shoulders.

Even if he hadn't spoken yet, the audience had long since learned without a teacher, and made up for him the four characters "disabled and strong".

Recalling the vivid acting skills in the movie, everyone felt more and more admired.

What an excellent actor, he can afford more enthusiastic applause!

In an instant, there was a sudden applause that almost lifted the roof of the auditorium.

It wasn't until the first film critic who got the microphone stood up that the surroundings slowly became quiet.

There were still tears of laughter hanging from the corner of the film critic’s eyes: “I believe I don’t need to say more about the quality of the film. The applause just now has proved everything. Congratulations for making a wonderful and interesting movie.”

The director thanked him repeatedly, and his hanging heart finally fell.

Song Yunran raised his head and inadvertently glanced at Qin Ke on the stage.

I don't know if it was an illusion. He seemed to see some comfort in Qin Ke's eyes, as if to say "Look, I said it's okay."

Song Yunran was about to respond with a smile, and suddenly remembered that Qin Ke had just laughed at him when he watched the movie, he suddenly constricted his smile, and turned his head away with a cold snort, and saw Qin Ke's lips curl up from the corner of his vision, as if he was in a good mood.

Isn't it the first time you have experienced a movie release, still so happy?

Song Yunran thought proudly that if it were him, he wouldn't be overjoyed by this little scene.

But if you think about it again, just look at the live repercussions of today's screening. Perhaps the word-of-mouth will be able to ferment online in advance before the film is officially released, and help them get more schedules.

On the premise of excellent film quality, the more platoons, the more box office.

In Song Yunran's eyes, it was all a beautiful sum of money.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes blooming yearning for money.

Song Yunran became happier as he thought about it, and almost laughed out of his seat.

He squeezed his wrist hard, reminding himself not to lose face in the public.

However, what he didn't know was that at the moment he was sitting alone in the first row, and every move was seen by the creative team on stage.

Everyone: "..."

They silently retracted their gaze, and decided not to speculate on Mr. Song's unpredictable mind.

The filming was a big success, and when they returned to the backstage, everyone screamed for the director to entertain.

Song Yunran was naturally among those invited to participate.

The director happily booked an old-fashioned restaurant, not far from the movie theater, only a ten-minute drive away.

After the group of people arrived at the parking lot, he counted the number of people and said, "There are not enough cars, or you can take the subway?"

The latter sentence was addressed to two young people in the team.

Song Yunran glanced around and said, "Don't be so troublesome, let's take my car and go."

After speaking, he turned to ask Qin Ke, "You came by the crew of the crew today, did you follow them or follow me?"

"With you." Qin Ke replied as expected.

Song Yunran nodded, paying attention to Qin Ke's shoulder injury when he got into the car, and asked him to go in and sit in the far right position.

Then he turned his head to look at the other two young men who were equally fat, and thought for a moment that he should sit in the middle to prevent Qin Ke from being squeezed by others.

After the car left, Song Yunran regretted it.

The road always turns around. The originally spacious seat became extremely cramped because of the shape of the boy next to him.

He was squeezed in the middle and was miserable. Several times he wanted the driver to stop. It was more comfortable to walk by himself.

Qin Ke noticed his discomfort and touched his arm, motioning him to lean closer.

Song Yunran shook his head and refused.

Considering that others can hear the words in the car, he clicked on the memo: [It's okay, it's coming soon, you take care of your shoulders. 】

As he lowered his head to type, the driver saw a skewed bicycle coming in retrograde! He didn't have time to tell everyone to sit firmly and hold the steering wheel tightly is a beautiful turn and drift!

The boy in the back row was unprepared: "My God--"

Before he could say anything, he hit Song Yunran hard.

Song Yunran was even more caught off guard. He didn't see anything, and was smashed to the side by a powerful impact.

The sudden change hit him dizzy. After the car stopped, he frowned and was about to get angry, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

"..."

Song Yunran's sanity returned at this time. He stared at the soft white sweater in front of him, smelled the fragrance of the sweater that did not belong to him, and finally understood.

He seemed to be lying in Qin Ke's arms.

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