Take It Easy

"Because..." Mu Qinglin found Zhou Yi who was at the end of the line, and said flatly, "The play is over."

Zhou Yi thought he was dazzled, so he stared at the screen for a long time before he loosened the half-zipped zipper of his bag, squatted beside him and asked Mu Qinglin: 【Do you know where I am? 】

As soon as the message was sent, Zhou Yi knew that he was stupid.

If Mu Qinglin didn't know where she was, how could those companies and funds contact Nevianan?

Zhang Zhong asked Mu Qinglin for help, and probably told her verbatim the information she left in the email.

Zhou Yi long-pressed the message, and tapped withdraw.

Mu Qinglin said: [I saw it]

Zhou Yi, "..."

In fact, there is no need to point it out, her teeth are not so sharp now, even if she hears unpleasant words, or is being teased like now, she will just hold back without saying a word, and she will not be as unforgiving as before .

Zhou Yi sat by the bed and typed: [What do you want to shoot? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Let's meet and chat, I can't explain clearly on WeChat...]

Zhou Yi hesitated, one is that she has no face to face Mu Qinglin now, and she dare not see her all the time, she is reluctant to leave after seeing her too much, two...

If she really wanted to go to their place to shoot, she and Han Qiu would have to act for a long time, still in front of Mu Qinglin.

She couldn't imagine what Mu Qinglin's expression would be, but she was sure that she wouldn't last for a while.

Zhou Yi: [There are many places in China where you can shoot]

Mu Qinglin: [I can shoot domestically, but if you want to record the existence value of your profession and the survival status of wild animals from a broader perspective, it is far from enough to only be limited to domestic...]

Zhou Yi understands, but they don't have to be guides, and government organizations should welcome such shooting very much.

Before Zhou Yi refused again, another message popped up in the dialog box: [In addition to its own social and cultural value, this film can also make your team into the public eye. Only by being known will you be taken seriously, and you may prefer to do things in obscurity. But being noticed can make your silence last longer, instead of being forced to disappear in oblivion. 】

Zhou Yi was deeply touched by Mu Qinglin's words.

Antoin formed this team at the beginning purely because he wanted to do this. He never accepted interviews, and he would not cooperate with the government or companies to do some fancy performances in order to get something. Otherwise, he would not even take the supplies promised by the government. less than.

But as Tang Yuanzhou said, eat well, wear well, and have the confidence to protect what you want to protect. With sufficient funds to escort, there will be no next giraffe that dies in vain due to myrrh treatment.

Zhou Yi curled up her fingers, and quickly let go: 【Where are you? I'm going to find you now...]

Mu Qinglin said: [I have work today, tomorrow...]

Zhou Yi: [OK]

[Where will I meet? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Second Hospital]

[I did an exclusive interview with Dean Sun a few days ago, there are a few places in the manuscript that need to be revised, and I have an appointment with him tomorrow morning...]

Seeing the word "Second Courtyard", Zhou Yi subconsciously tugged at the lobe of his right ear.

Counting the time, it's time for her to go for a follow-up visit.

The hospital I went to just happened to be the Second Hospital.

Zhou Yi agreed: [OK]

Mu Qinglin said: [Tomorrow morning at 8:30, I will pick you up...]

Zhou Yi's steady heartbeat skipped a beat, and after it passed, it was a little twitching.

How generous is Mu Qinglin to be able to get along with her so peacefully? But she can no longer receive her kindness, and has nothing to repay.

Zhou Yi: [Don't bother, I know how to ride a car...]

Mu Qinglin came back quickly: 【I'm not here to pick you up】

[I have to meet someone in the morning, she works where you live...]

It turned out to be like this.

Zhou Yi's straight back collapsed, and he said, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you..."

Mu Qinglin: [polite]

After finishing the chat, Zhou Yi stared at the phone and did not move.

This was the first time they had spoken so politely since they met, their palms were sweating, their fingertips were a little numb, and their throats were swollen.

"Knock, knock!" Auntie Cleaning knocked on the door twice, and said loudly, "The boss asked me to come and see the house, and I can cancel the rent if there is no problem!"

Zhou Yi pinched his throat hard, threw the phone on the bed, got up and came to open the door, "Auntie, I'm sorry, the house is temporarily closed."

"Well, then I'll go down and talk to the boss."

"Ok…"

Zhou Yi closed the door and came back.

If she didn't leave, the team's affairs were settled, and she suddenly didn't know what else she could do.

Sitting beside the bed for a few minutes, Zhou Yi downloaded Weibo, re-registered, found Mu Qinglin's account, and read all her Weibo in the past few years from the morning until three o'clock in the morning.

She doesn't have any private life, but she is really outstanding at work, and people can't help but admire her.

Zhou Yi forced himself not to think about it, and went to sleep, who knew that he closed and opened his eyes until it was 8:10 in the morning.

Zhou Yi hurriedly washed his face and went out.

It's nine minutes to eight thirty, and there must be no time for dinner.

Zhou Yi went straight to the convenience store where she had bought instant noodles before, thinking that if the girl who helped her pay that night happened to be on duty that night, she would be able to thank her again in person.

The red envelope she sent a few days ago was returned by the girl, saying that it was convenient for others to help her, and the nature of collecting money changed.

Running to the side of the road, seeing Mu Qinglin standing tall and tall through the glass door, Zhou Yi stopped in a hurry.

That girl was really on duty, she seemed to know Mu Qinglin, she didn't know what she said, Mu Qinglin raised his hand and stroked her hair, smiling much brighter than the bright morning sun.

Zhou Yi's heart felt sore and soft.

She is a little envious.

It's not right, she is very envious, thinking uncontrollably: Is this the girl Mu Qinglin came to meet early in the morning? What is their relationship? Why did Mu Qinglin touch her head so gently and smile so nicely at her?

Suddenly recalling the current relationship between himself and Mu Qinglin, the doubts turned into needle-like icicles and fell into his heart, leaving dense pain and throbbing cold.

From Mu Qinglin's perspective, she couldn't see the outside. When she opened the door and met Zhou Yi's straight eyes, the remaining smile on her face settled for two seconds. She continued to walk down the steps, walked up to Zhou Yi, and said, "Yes. Didn't have breakfast?"

Zhou Yi put his hand on the brim of his hat, avoiding Mu Qing's gaze, and said, "No, I got up late, and I'm about to go shopping."

"Don't worry..." Mu Qinglin said, "My car is limited today. It belongs to my dad. I just sent him to school and parked inside. It will take a while to walk there. You go to eat first, and you will be there in 20 minutes. Wait for me at the school gate."

"Okay..." Zhou Yi responded.

Zhou Yi didn't leave right away, when Mu Qinglin crossed the road and entered the school gate, she turned to look at the busy girl in the convenience store.

Half a minute later, Zhou Yi quickly walked in that direction.

"Miss, it's you, long time no see." The girl warmly greeted Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi walked in and said, "Long time no see, thank you for what happened last time."

"It's a little effort, you're welcome. Has your phone been repaired?" the girl asked with a smile.

Zhou Yi said, "Okay. Please help me get two meat buns, an egg, and a carton of milk."

"The milk is on the shelf over there, miss, you can pick it yourself." The girl pointed in a direction and said.

Zhou Yi walked over, randomly took a box and came back to pay the bill.

When paying, Zhou Yi lowered her head and nodded at the payment code, pretending to ask the girl casually, "Is that acquaintance of yours who just left?"

"Which one? Ah, you mean the beautiful sister with suit pants and casual shoes." The smile in the girl's voice was much more obvious than before, and there was a hint of restraint when listening carefully.

Zhou Yi turned the phone and asked the girl to scan the code, "Hmm..."

"She's my sister, she's a nice person." The girl handed things to Zhou Yi, looked at her with a smile and said, "Without her, I wouldn't have such a good job and such an easy life."

Zhou Yi was puzzled.

Is being a cashier at a small convenience store a good job?

Is it okay to live alone on night shift?

Thinking of the girl's first sentence "she is my sister", Zhou Yi's doubts turned into a lot of sadness. She took the bag, said "thank you", and turned to leave.

It took Zhou Yi five minutes to walk to the school gate.

These five minutes were enough for her to finish eating what was in her hand, but she just carried it without moving a mouthful, as if she had lost her soul.

Looking up and seeing the white car parked by the side of the road, Zhou Yi regained a semblance of reason - the car was turned off, and Mu Qinglin was leaning on the side of the car with one leg slightly bent, lowering her head and swiping her phone.

Didn't it take twenty minutes to drive the car out?

Now at most ten minutes have passed, and the car has turned off.

Waiting for someone who will come soon, is it necessary to turn off the fire?

Before Zhou Yi could continue to think, Mu Qinglin, who was aware of being watched, raised his head and looked over.

Seeing Zhou Yi, Mu Qinglin turned off the phone, straightened up naturally and said, "Is this enough?"

Zhou Yi lowered her head and glanced, it should not be enough, the buns in the convenience store are soft and small, so she just fooled someone with a small appetite, she can eat very well now.

"Go buy some more..." Mu Qinglin said directly, "There is a handmade steamed stuffed bun in Xitou, which tastes better than this one. Bring me two too."

Mu Qinglin's tone was overly familiar, as if it was the same as when the two were dating five years ago.

Zhou Yi felt sad when he heard it, and felt that he should be more natural.

The score was brought about by her alone, and she has no right to suffer.

"Okay, what stuffing do you eat?" Zhou Yi looked up at Mu Qinglin and asked.

The sudden tone of voice made Mu Qinglin stunned, and said, "Mushroom meat and beans."

Zhou Yi nodded, dodged left and right to confirm it was safe, then quickly crossed the road and ran towards the west.

Mu Qinglin stood there and looked at her with a bad expression.

—

Zhou Yi registered on the spot again this time, and when Mu Qinglin was busy, he came to find him. There were still 3 people in front of him.

3 people can take up to 10 minutes. It is definitely impossible to talk clearly about the documentary in such a short time.

Forget it, anyway, the number can be extended, at worst, I will watch it in the afternoon.

"Shall we talk somewhere else?" Zhou Yi asked proactively.

Mu Qinglin, who was leaning against the wall, lowered her head, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Yi, "Didn't you say we met today to talk about the shooting of the documentary?"

Mu Qinglin raised his hand, rubbed the tip of his nose with his knuckles, and said, "This requires you to go to the stage. There will be two surveys before the documentary is shot, one to determine the shooting plan, and one to complete the episode outline and script writing.

Colleagues in the filming team know Yebao very well, but they don't know the situation on your side. So I hope you can come to Taiwan to give us some explanations, and cooperate with us to determine the topic as soon as possible. Once the topic is selected, we can arrange for someone to do in-depth research with you in the past and start the next step of work. "

Zhou Yi pinched the registration slip, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Since the steps are so clear, wouldn't it be better to directly inform her to go to Taiwan Province? Why waste your time making an appointment this time.

"It's your turn..." Mu Qinglin said, "The people in front are not here."

Mu Qinglin, who was talking, tapped Zhou Yi on the top of his head naturally, as lightly as teasing her.

Zhou Yi's calmness that had been maintained for half the morning was hit, and he got stuck for a long time, stood up and walked to the door of the consulting room.

"?" Why did Mu Qinglin walk faster than herself? The doors are all open, already in...

"What are you doing at the door, come in." Mu Qinglin stood by the doctor's table and said.

Zhou Yi was stared at by the old doctor with a smile last time, and couldn't run away, so he walked in and sat down at a low pace, and began to explain his situation.

"The recovery is not bad." The doctor said, "Have you had any tinnitus recently?"

Zhou Yi's eyes subconsciously glanced at the wrist whose red marks had not completely subsided, clenched it, and said, "I took a cold shower a few days ago, it may have been a bit long, and my tinnitus still hurts."

"Well, it's normal, don't worry." The doctor instructed the students to prescribe a doctor's order and said, "Be sure to avoid noise exposure until you fully recover."

Zhou Yi, "OK..."

"You are still young, and your hearing is very important. This time, I want to replace two imported medicines for you. The price is a bit high. Can you accept it?" the doctor asked.

Before Zhou Yi spoke, he heard Mu Qinglin, who had not made a sound since he came in, said, "It's acceptable, just change it."

The doctor didn't speak, but asked Zhou Yi with his eyes.

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded for a long time, and said: "You change..."

After the words fell, the printer started working immediately.

Just, is it still necessary to go through the process of the inquiry just now?

The student stamped the prescription form, handed it to Zhou Yi, and said, "Go and pay for the medicine."

Before Zhou Yi raised the table with his hand, a piece of soft cloth suddenly brushed against the tip of his ear, and he saw the prescription sheet being pinched by a slender white hand with sharp knuckles.

Zhou Yi raised her head with stiff hands.

Mu Qinglin calmly took out the ringing phone from her pocket, "Hello..."

Zhou Yi watched Mu Qinglin go out, looked back at the doctor and his students, stood up, and said, "Thank you..."

The doctor smiled kindly, "I have to come back for a follow-up visit next week."

Zhou Yi, "OK..."

It only took less than five seconds to walk from the consulting room to the corridor, and Zhou Yi walked very mysteriously.

To be precise, she is now surrounded by the obsession of metaphysics. Otherwise, the outrageous idea of ​​"Mu Qinglin seems to be accompanying her to see a doctor" would not have arisen.

When Zhou Yi came out of the consultation room, Mu Qinglin had already walked out for a while, and she might have noticed that she hadn't followed and was looking back.

Zhou Yi pursed her mouth tightly, put back the messy thoughts in her head, and hurried to Mu Qinglin, thinking that she would get the prescription back as soon as she finished the phone call.

The truth is, from the escalator to the toll hall, Zhou Yi watched Mu Qinglin go from the long queue where one more person had to turn to pay the toll, and she still didn't finish her calls.

Mu Qinglin handed the prescription and the receipt to Zhou Yi, pointed to the place where the western medicine was picked up with his chin, and continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone, "I can't do it tomorrow, I have a meeting here one day. Well, you can send it to me first... "

Zhou Yi couldn't get in the way, so he silently took the things Mu Qinglin handed over, and walked towards the medicine collection place.

She turned around, and Mu Qing stopped talking.

The person on the other side of the phone couldn't hear the sound, and said anxiously: "Go on!"

Mu Qinglin's attitude suddenly became indifferent, "My apprentice's apprentice has just been in the station for a year, and I don't have to worry about writing manuscripts. You, an old reporter with more than ten years of experience, ask me to revise manuscripts every time, and you don't feel hot. Is it?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and said cautiously: "Did I say something wrong just now?"

Mu Qinglin, "No..."

"Without your attitude, why did you make a 180-degree turn, you were enthusiastic about guiding me a second ago, and then you turned around and started to sneer?"

"Because—" Mu Qinglin found Zhou Yi who was at the end of the line, and said flatly, "The play is over."

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