Dressed as Cannon Fodder Abandoned by the Actor

Gu Qingchi's apartment has only large pieces of furniture, all of which are built in the house. Besides that, there are not many clutter and it looks a bit empty.

All the curtains were closed, very dark and quiet, with only the sound of air conditioning.

Gu Qingchi opened his eyes in a daze, and after a while in a daze, he touched the phone on the bedside table. It was ten thirty-eight, it was too early.

Nocturnal animal Gu Maomao retracted himself into the quilt and wanted to continue to nest for a while.

It's a pity that Gu Qingchi just woke up when she was spotted by the little raccoon who had been staring at Gu Qingchi at the foot of the bed.

It immediately meowed loudly and happily, and walked around the bed enthusiastically.

Gu Qingchi tried to hide himself in the quilt.

After a while, Gu Qingchi finally gave up the idea of ​​sleeping for a while amid the continuous sweet screams, and sat up.

Gu Qingchi doesn't like to wear a complete set of pajamas.

Usually only wear a pair of trousers, sometimes five-quarter trousers and sometimes long trousers.

Regardless of the clothes, all clothes that are comfortable to wear will eventually be treated as pajamas by Gu Qingchi.

The curtains were not opened, and the light in the room was a little dark.

Gu Qingchi half-closed his eyes, opened the quilt, and his hair tail was crawling on his naked back. His hair was particularly black and his skin was white, so white that he seemed to glow in a dimly lit room. Together, People have a Mi Yan feeling.

He had just woke up, his eyes closed slightly, and the tails of his eyes were naturally raised. This look naturally gave him a feeling of laziness and lust.

Obviously there is no extra action, a look in the eyes and a raised eyebrow are all amorous.

Now, he should bite a cigarette and smoke afterwards instead of having a cat on his feet.

Gu Qingchi sat on the edge of the bed, supporting the bed lazily with his hands.

The long legs stretched out in a nice arc, and the foot stepped on the floor. When the little raccoon saw him getting up, her cries stopped, and she pleased to rub Gu Qingchi's ankle.

Gu Qingchi sighed slightly inaudible.

I took the silk shirt next to me and draped it casually on my body. I was too lazy to button it. I walked barefoot to the front of the living room cabinet, took out a bowl, put it in front of the little raccoon flower, and poured it a half bowl of cat food.

Little Lihua has been affectionately trying to act like a baby in Gu Qingchi's arms.

Gu Qingchi was entangled tightly by it, frowning and pushing the small bowl in front of it.

The little raccoon flower is not very big yet, squatting in front of the bowl, showing only a small head.

It tilted its head and yelled a few times, and saw that Gu Qingchi was still, around the small bowl, continued to hug Gu Qingchi's ankle, and licked a few times with its tongue.

Gu Qingchi lifted it by the neck and took it away, and then gave it water. Little raccoon still persisted and moved to Gu Qingchi's side.

It doesn't matter if you can't reach your arms, you can hug it if you have an ankle.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Gu Qingchi just breathed a sigh of relief, and walked directly to the door to open the door.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his clothes. He was obviously not dressed up, but he looked like he was in a suit and leather shoes.

Gu Qingchi seldom cared about these things. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and he didn't mind being exposed to others' sight.

This is the sequelae of those two years. He lives in his own world. When others ignore him, he also ignores others.

So Ye Li, who came with a bunch of documents, looked up and saw a disheveled Gu Qingchi, followed by a small raccoon meowing behind him.

He was stunned for a while before remembering what he was here for.

"Just started? Didn't I tell you that I will come over at noon today?"

Like an elderly person, Gu live doesn't read WeChat·Qingchi often: "Ah, I didn't see WeChat."

Ye Li frowned and entered the door, putting the papers on the coffee table in the living room.

"You didn't go out to the nightclub, did you?"

The former artist Ye Li was a regular at nightclubs, and he didn't know how many times he wiped his butt.

Gu Qingchi sat on the sofa, and the lazy sofa gave him the feeling of sitting on a beautiful couch.

The little raccoon immediately tangled up its legs.

Gu Qingchi yawned, his voice a little hoarse.

"No, I'm used to going to bed late."

Looking at this picture of Gu Qingchi, Ye Li had an inexplicable feeling of being trusted.

Gu Qingchi feels like a big cat. When a big cat lays down in front of you and reveals its belly, everyone will feel accepted by the other person.

So Ye Li couldn't help but put Gu Qingchi under his protection.

In particular, the agent and the artist have a very close relationship.

Agents generally have a feeling of watching children for their artists. Ye Li has always distinguished the two clearly, and now he can't help but worry a little more.

He originally thought that Gu Qingchi was very reassuring, but now he found that Gu Qingchi was very reliable in major matters, he was serious about his career, and would never take care of himself in life.

"Stay up late is not good for your health, and it's not good to be bored in the house all day. The house is so tightly covered, there is no sunshine—"

"By the way, that tabby cat, why is it so clingy, the few days I raised it, coldly I thought it wouldn't bark."

Gu Qingchi also frowned, and gently pushed the little raccoon flower out with his feet, and soon it came back like a piece of plasticine.

Gu Qingchi was very confused, looking at the cat that kept holding his ankles a little troubled.

"I don't know, I thought cats are not very clingy."

Ye Li looked a little jealous at the little raccoon who almost wagged his tail.

The roles of the cat owner and the **** shovel officer seemed to be reversed on Gu Qingchi and Xiaolihua.

One has been indifferent and refused, and the other has been persistent in wanting to suck.

Ye Li sorted out the documents, put them out on the table, and formally entered the working state.

He opened all the curtains, the house was well lit, and it suddenly became a lot brighter.

"Now the situation has changed a little bit, and the corresponding development route has also changed. I have already pushed the cover shots of those two magazines."

Gu Qingchi didn't respond, and was even a little happy, similar to the kind of happiness that the teacher assigned to the homework suddenly told not to do it.

Ye Li pushed his glasses, very satisfied with the calmness of his artist.

"That variety show performed well. Do you still remember the sponsor's clothes worn on the show? Although the show team did not do it authentically, the result was not bad. Now the sponsor has contacted me and asked you to do their clothing series. Spokesperson."

Yelibi gave a number.

"The price is six digits."

Ye Li stood up and opened his arms. He once signed a seven-figure or even eight-figure Heyue, but he couldn't remain indifferent seeing the miracle born in his hands.

He wants to reassess Gu Qingchi.

"You can't be considered a newcomer without a foundation. You can count as a third-line traffic just by looking at fans, and you haven't even officially debuted."

"Do you know what this means? It means you will have a bright future and an open star!"

Gu Qingchi propped his chin and pushed away the little raccoon flower that was beginning to lick again. He was a little bored, only to hear that he gave a soft ah, which seemed meaningless.

But Ye Li didn't mind at all. He was used to Gu Qingchi's character. If Gu Qingchi was the kind of person who was unwilling to be content with the status quo, he would not have been silent for so many years.