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Chapter 91

Qidong Incident, after half a month, there are still scattered news. Although the North District has undergone a round of cleansing, there are still many follow-up issues that need to be dealt with. Even so, Chu Qinbai did not let him go this time. Zhou Sheng was allowed to go out for a walk when the doctors were relieved when Lancheng completely entered the cold winter. Xu Chao

drove to deliver the information early in the morning. As soon

as he arrived at the gate of Qiyuan, he was scolded by Mrs. Zhang, who pulled his leather jacket, "You are wearing this in such a cold weather, don't you feel cold? And the secretary who came last time, Mr. Zhou, was also wearing a skirt with her thighs exposed. She said she didn't feel it even though she was frozen blue." Xu Chao didn't know

whether to laugh or cry, "Our company is now young, and young people are full of energy."

"Nonsense." Mrs. Zhang disagreed.

Since Zhou Sheng returned to Lancheng from Qidong to recuperate.

Mrs. Zhang changed the way she prepared food for him. She would always mention health to everyone she met, and would nag him from time to time.

Seeing the pile of information in his hand, he shook his head and said, "You can't finish sending all this information day after day. How can you expect to maintain your health?"

"No way." Xu Chao was also helpless. He walked in and said, "It's the end of the year now. Many things need Brother Sheng's approval."

Zhou Sheng has never been a person who takes on too much.

On the contrary, he has always paid attention to giving opportunities to those around him and those under him.

People with experience are given enough space to play, and people like him, Xu Chao, Tang Mi, and Zhu Qin, none of them were not promoted by him. In the past, there were no opportunities, and their abilities were not seen, but in just one year, all of them have grown rapidly.

But after all, the time is still short.

"Wangjiangcheng" is also in its starting stage.

This first year was originally the most difficult and busiest period. No matter how the rules are set, Zhou Sheng still has to make the decision on the general direction.

They basically learned that Zhou Sheng had an accident in Qidong after seeing the news on the Internet, and they were almost scared to death.

The company was also in a panic for a few days.

Fortunately, it was only in the first few days.

People woke up and successfully passed the dangerous period.

I found that all the emails sent to his mailbox were processed on time, and any problems were discussed in online meetings in a timely manner. Even if Brother Sheng did not show up, this sense of presence really stabilized people's hearts.

He was the same as always, as if as long as he was there, the surroundings would not be chaotic. Xu Chao

didn't come to this Qiyuan very often.

This was his first time coming in after Zhou Sheng fell ill.

After entering the back garden, he saw Zhou Sheng at a glance.

He was leaning against the round wooden pillar of the corridor with his clothes on, and he seemed to be checking his mobile phone. Compared with traveling in the past, he now looked much more casual at home, with his hair softly let down. At that moment, Xu Chao suddenly realized that his brother Sheng was not very old.

He used to give people the impression of being very strong and firm, and no matter how bad his health was, it was easy for people to ignore his age.

But maybe it was because of a sudden serious illness.

Or maybe it was at home.

This was the first time Xu Chao had this feeling in his heart. This might be the most relaxed look of Brother Sheng in private. Being in this Qiyuan, he was like a famous young master resting at home.

Before Xu Chao spoke, Mrs. Zhang beside him spoke first.

"You can't get out of the wind! Your body is not well yet. If Mr. Chu knew that you ran outside to play with your phone as soon as he left, you'd be scolded!"

Xu Chao's mouth froze.

He thought, is this talking about his brother Sheng?

Zhou Sheng heard the voice before he looked up.

He couldn't stay in the room any longer, and said without raising his head: "No, I'll go in later, don't tell him."

Xu Chao: "..."

He really couldn't imagine that Brother Sheng would be a rogue.

Zhou Sheng saw Xu Chao standing behind Mrs. Zhang a few seconds later. He didn't think there was anything strange about him just now. He stood up, put away his phone, and smiled lightly, "I'm here, let's talk in the study."

"Brother Sheng." Xu Chao followed behind with a file bag. Seeing that his face was still not very good, he also said: "The weather is getting colder and colder. Didn't the doctor say that you can't catch a cold now, so you'd better not go out."

Zhou Sheng walked around the corridor: "You can't go out the door, so just stand outside for a while."

Zhou Sheng has a studio in Qiyuan.

The study is on the second floor, connected to the living room.

Xu Chao followed all the way and handed over the file bag after entering the door.

He said, "This is the plan for all activities at the end of the year. There is also the opening ceremony of the Shangnan District. The planning department wants to invite celebrities to attend. This is the list of people to be invited."

Zhou Sheng looked up, "Celebrities to attend?"

"Yes, that's basically what they do now." Xu Chao said, "It's an end-of-year event, and it happens to be on New Year's Day. The purpose is to make it lively. When the firecrackers in the suburbs are crackling, next year will definitely be prosperous." When

Zhou Sheng heard about celebrities, he thought about the fact that his marriage to Chu Qinbai was now known to everyone. Before he saw the people to be invited, he asked, "You want to invite Brother Chu?"

Xu Chao stared at him and stuttered, "What a joke, who is so bold."

The planning department dared to climb the ladder of the entertainment industry by relying on Mr. Zhou's personal relationship. It's not like they were stupid.

Zhou Sheng looked at the list of people to be invited.

Indeed, he didn't know any of them.

Maybe Zhou Sheng himself didn't notice that all the people in the entertainment industry he met were the top echelons, from the directors and producers he knew to the actresses, etc., who knows how many people can't match him and find it difficult to integrate into the circle.

Ordinary people would never think about it this way.

Zhou Sheng handed the list back, "Then let the planning department determine the final personnel."

"Okay." Xu Chao agreed.

Speaking of Chu Qinbai, Xu Chao couldn't help asking, "Brother Chu is not here today?"

Zhou Sheng: "He went to discuss the project and should be back in the evening."

Xu Chao looked at Zhou Sheng like this for a while, and felt inexplicably relieved.

Today, looking at this garden located here, and Zhou Sheng who would bargain with the aunt, Xu Chao found that the changes in him from the inside out were not obvious, but very detailed.

Outsiders look at things more on the surface.

But Xu Chao remembered the brother Sheng who asked him to follow him at the beginning.

Compared with now, the alienation that always lingered around him at that time, all the feelings that made people feel unreal, have now taken root one by one. He was the secret marriage partner of the famous Chu Qinbai, but he was not disturbed by the outside world. It was obvious that a few 18th-tier stars would be more than enough for the opening ceremony. When people mentioned celebrities, they would think of Chu Qinbai's status. Xu Chao knew that this was all because of Chu Qinbai's existence.

Now it's not just the Internet that is lively.

It's also spreading in the company.

Their CEO Zhou is really popular.

Not inferior to the top stars.

This is all due to the celebrity effect of Chu, the movie emperor, plus the blessing of Zhou Sheng's mysterious image.

Now, after the explosion of the crew, the most popular stage was suddenly exposed. He was bloody and unconscious in the hospital. It's hard for him not to be noticed.

Fans have passed the initial shock stage and are committed to making Zhou Sheng a person who has completely surfaced.

But this time, let's dig.

There are still two or three photos, and none of them can show the whole face.

After Chu Qinbai's studio implicitly admitted it, Zhou Sheng's encyclopedia quickly appeared, but it was useless. The official photo used was still the one that was secretly taken when he got on the bus in Beijing.

Name: Zhou Sheng.

Age: Unknown.

Date of birth: Unknown.

Known identity: The eldest son of Zhou Group of Lancheng Manufacturing Industry, partner of Zhilin Charity Medicine, suspected investor in the construction of Lancheng North District Economic Development Zone (this water is too deep, not sure)

Specialty: Very good-looking, with a stunning side profile (says the face dog)

Partner: Chu Qinbai (the studio admitted it!)

...

Such an incomplete information with a lot of content to be filled in is the result of netizens collecting for so long.

But this can't stop Zhou Sheng's popularity from being high.

The comments are mostly the same.

——I thought he was a bronze, but I didn't expect him to be a king.

——I want to see the faces of those who shouted for divorce at the beginning. It must be very interesting.

——I am different. I just think that since I can't be Brother Chu's wife, then I will be his wife's wife! Mr. Zhou, look at me!

——I said I just want to know how the person is physically. Is it okay with so much blood?

——The studio has come out to speak, proving that the person should be fine.

——The scene where Brother Chu rushed into the hospital with a person in his arms explained what life is like a play. I saw a reporter at the scene was scared by his shouting "get out" and his face turned blue.

——It's been so long, so does anyone know what happened that night?

——Don't ask, isn't it related to a major case? In short, it's not a life that ordinary people like us can touch.

——Yes, I just want to know when Brother Chu can post a photo. I want to see his full face!

Zhou Sheng didn't know all these things.

He sent red envelopes to Chu Qinbai's studio group because he knew that his identity could not be concealed, which increased the workload of the team to work overtime. As for the direction of public opinion, he has always paid little attention.

On the other side, in the private room of a restaurant in the city center.

A circle of investors sat at the table.

The last time Zhou Sheng was here, the man who happened to have visited Chu Qinbai's studio laughed and said, "I haven't shown up for more than half a month. I have to find a time to go out. It's getting harder and harder to make an appointment."

"It's not that I'm hard to make an appointment." Chu Qinbai put down his hand, leaned back in his chair and looked over. "Now the environment above is tightening again and again. Many originally scheduled projects can't be launched at all. If Mr. Huang has made the final decision, can't we organize a meeting?"

The man pointed at him and said to the people around him, "Look, you use this kind of words to stop me when you mention this."

Someone laughed and said, "Mr. Huang, you always want to make others bleed, but you do

n't spend a penny yourself. There is no such good thing in the world." Mr. Huang: "Who made us do professional investment for so many years, but we are not as good as Brother Chu. Brother Chu knows the difficult environment better. I just want to save a little bit."

At the wine party, people pushed cups and exchanged cups.

Chu Qinbai came out for a day and sat here for less than an hour. He drank four or five cups of wine and was too lazy to practice Tai Chi all the time.

He placed his left hand on the table, nodded nonchalantly, and said, "I can provide the connections and funds, but the profit must be increased by another five points. If we still need to continue to negotiate, then let's stop here."

The man stroked his hairless head and drank the wine in his glass in one breath.

He slapped the table: "Okay! Five points is five points."

The man agreed and shook his head and sighed, "It's the end of the year. If you don't open it, you will be hungry next year. If you didn't give in last time when I went to your company, you can wait for me here."

Chu Qinbai laughed, put down his knees, stood up, and picked up the glass, "Happy cooperation."

After the discussion, it was drizzling outside.

The driver Xiaolin ran over with an umbrella, "Brother Chu."

"Yeah." Chu Qinbai took the umbrella, said hello to the others, and got in the car directly.

The few people left at the door shivered in the cold wind.

While looking at the direction where the car left, he said, "Well, this meal is in vain. Chu Qinbai is a man who doesn't give in

to any tricks." "Do you think he has been working so hard for so many years in vain?" One of them said, "Although his investment company was only established this year, its foundation is very solid. Have you ever heard of him suffering a loss?"

"If you ask me, it would be better to find other ways as I suggested at the beginning?"

"Don't do that. You are talking about starting with the Zhou family, right? You haven't heard about what happened this time. It's such a big event in the North District. Chu Qinbai is not soft-handed. His father is involved. Who are you and I? You must be crazy to get into this bad luck."

There were several more sighs in the cold wind.

"What does that Zhou Sheng do?" "

He is in the industry. He is not the same as us. Chu Qinbai is reluctant to let him step into this muddy water circle. I advise you not to have any crooked ideas. When the time comes, let alone investment funds, I am afraid you will not dare to open it even if I give you money."

When Chu Qinbai returned to Qiyuan.

It was a little dark.

Seeing that he had been keeping his eyes closed in the car, Xiao Lin was afraid that he was very drunk, so he took him in with an umbrella.

He bumped into Zhou Sheng who was coming out.

"Mr. Zhou." Xiao Lin greeted.

Zhou Sheng responded, looked at the man who was staring at him without saying a word, and asked: "Did you drink?"

Chu Qinbai frowned lightly, "A group of old-timers, it's inevitable to drink a few glasses."

It didn't look any different.

But he just stood there, looking at him, without asking or speaking.

Zhou Sheng knew that it should be more than just a few glasses.

Sure enough, the driver Xiao Lin decisively betrayed him and said: "Brother Chu has played a total of three games from this morning to now, and he drank a little in each game."

Chu Qinbai looked back and said, "Shut up."

"Shut up." Zhou Sheng handed the dried pen he had just put away to Xiao Lin, took Xiao Lin's place, led people into the door, and said: "I told you not to stay here with me. It took so long to come back from the hospital. There are so many things to do. Have you forgotten that you have stomach problems?"

Chu Qinbai walked in and fell into the sofa.

The light shone down, and he raised his arm to block it.

After two seconds, he put it down, stood up, unbuttoned his waist, looked at Zhou Sheng who came back with a glass of water and bent down to put it on the coffee table, and waved: "Come here."

Zhou Sheng looked at him for two seconds, but still walked around the coffee table and approached.

Chu Qinbai pulled him down.

Before Zhou Sheng could exclaim, he pressed on him.

Supporting his hands, he looked at him indifferently: "Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk." Chu Qinbai adjusted his posture and hugged him, asking: "What did you do today?"

Zhou Sheng: "Work, practiced calligraphy for a while, and held an online meeting."

"Are you bored?" Chu Qinbai pinched his waist, which had regained some touch.

Zhou Sheng thought he was not sober, and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Let me out?"

Chu Qinbai sighed, "It's not that I don't want you to go out on purpose. The doctor said that you need to rest well. But I've been feeling better recently. It just so happens that the premiere of "Floating Life Dream" is coming up, and Yang Zhicheng asked if you want to attend. Do you want to go?" "

Floating Life Dream", Zhou Sheng thought, it has been filmed for a long time, it was still the beginning of the year.

It's been so long.

Zhou Sheng recalled the drawings that flowed out of his hands, and thought of the past scenes of the movie studio that seemed to be reappeared. At that time, I thought it was good that Zhong Qing could leave a trace in this way.

As time passed, Zhou Sheng found his cousin's daughter.

And his past self was also spread out in front of Chu Qinbai without reservation.

In this world, only he knows.

Zhou Sheng pulled the button on his collar and looked at him with half-lowered eyes, "I heard that you asked people to dismantle the scenery set up in the movie studio in advance. Do you really want me to go to the premiere?"

Chu Qinbai looked up at him, "That is your past, you always have the right to miss and remember it."

Zhou Sheng was stunned, he didn't expect this answer.

Then he thought, he has always been like this, allowing him to go to Jicheng, giving him Qiyuan, and setting up the Zhou Family Ancestral Hall.

All these things were what he did after he knew his identity.

Zhou Sheng lowered his head and touched his forehead, "Brother Chu is generous."

"You are learning nonsense again." Chu Qinbai said.

Zhou Sheng: "Shouldn't I say that?"

"Because I am not generous either." Chu Qinbai pressed his neck and gave him a kiss with the aroma of wine, whispering: "Just remember, don't look back."

Zhou Sheng felt a little soft in his heart and scratched his hair.

"Brother Chu."

"Yeah."

"You are drunk."

"I am sober."

Zhou Sheng: "If you want to be sober, how can you always forget that the past Zhou Sheng has disappeared and can't go back."

Disappearance means death and end.

Now Zhou Sheng has taken root here.

If he doesn't wake up about the Qidong incident, he will never wake up again.

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a long time.

"Mr. Zhou."

"Hmm?"

"If you stab me again, you won't be allowed to go to the premiere."

Zhou Sheng glanced at him: "Director Yang invited me, what does it have to do with you?"

"Why don't you try?" The great actor Chu, under the influence of alcohol, had a completely suppressed aura and said coldly: "I'm not letting you go, let's see who dares."

The last second, he was asking him if he was going.

He was talking to himself, without any logic.

Zhou Sheng pushed his face, and did not want to entangle with him, and stepped back: "Wake up, you wild drunkard."

Chapter 92

The premiere of "Floating Life Dream" can almost be said to be the focus of everyone's attention. Not only because Chu Qinbai took the lead, but also because this is another masterpiece of Yang Zhicheng after five years, and it is also the third time for the two to work together.

It was moved up to this year's Lunar New Year's Day, and it will be released nationwide on New Year's Eve.

There will be many audiences and reporters at the premiere.

So Zhou Sheng directly skipped the introduction of the premiere personnel, and only needed to go directly to the movie later.

He also went to the company first that morning. It was his

first appearance after the illness and received a wave of intensive greetings.

Arranging the copy, arranging pre-holiday work activities, assigning personnel, and signing documents, I worked until about two o'clock in the afternoon.

I went to the scene on time.

The staff was waiting at the exit of the private passage. When they saw the car coming, they ran over to open the door.

There was a rumor early in the morning that the mysterious Mr. Zhou might come today, and the reporters were eager to move. Unfortunately, he did not participate in the first half of the session, and the reporters had no chance to see him in person.

When the staff saw the person getting off the car, they bent down and said, "Mr. Zhou, please come this way."

"Has it started?" Zhou Sheng nodded and explained as he walked, "I was delayed on the way."

The staff immediately said, "No, no, the leading actors are still being interviewed."

They led Zhou Sheng in and went directly to the theater.

Zhou Sheng's seat was in the first row, and Chu Qinbai was on his left, but the seat was empty at this time.

The staff who brought him here explained kindly, "Brother Chu has some time to go, Mr. Zhou, please sit down first."

"Thank you, go and do your work, don't worry about me."

Zhou Sheng greeted Yang Zhicheng who came over and several acquaintances from the production company, and exchanged a few words with each other. After a while, Yang Zhicheng joked, "Today's interview is difficult."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Sheng was puzzled.

Yang Zhicheng saw that his doubts did not seem to be fake.

He laughed, "You don't know how popular you are recently, do you? The media is like wolves and tigers. He finally made a public appearance, so why not take the opportunity to ask questions clearly."

Zhou Sheng: "Will this cause trouble to the premiere?"

Yang Zhicheng laughed twice, "The interview questions have been screened in advance, but you are also a half-consultant of the film, one of us, so it is reasonable to be asked."

Zhou Sheng sat for a while, thought about it, stood up and left his seat. He

went to the front area for interviews alone.

A staff member at the entrance of the passage noticed him and opened his mouth in surprise. Zhou Sheng raised his hand to indicate that it was okay. The staff understood and made way for him to stand a little further.

Now it was the interview session for the leading actors.

Nearly a dozen people, both known and unknown to Zhou Sheng, stood on the stage, but most of the reporters' questions were about Chu Qinbai in the middle.

He was wearing a suit, which was selected at Zhou Sheng's suggestion when he went out in the morning.

Pure black, it looked more solemn and dignified than Zhou Sheng's own ancient stripes.

Yang Zhicheng was right, the topic was actually revolving around him.

"Brother Chu, did your family visit the set during the filming?"

Chu Qinbai knows how to beat around the bush. He laughed and said, "My eldest brother said he would, but then he was delayed by something and didn't go."

"Brother Chu, I heard from the director that some scenes in "Floating Life Dream" seem to be from Mr. Zhou, but no news was leaked before. Is Mr. Zhou so low-key?"

Chu Qinbai: "Keeping secrets before the release is your director Yang's forte. You should ask him this question."

After beating around the bush for a long time, the reporter had to let him beat around the bush.

Zhou Sheng, who was listening nearby, found it a little funny.

He stood against the wall, with his arms folded, and his eyes followed the people on the stage.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhou Sheng felt that Chu Qinbai glanced over here and didn't know if he had spotted him. But this side is in the shadows and it's not easy to see clearly.

It happened that the reporter was asking again, "Brother Chu, you know that everyone has been curious for so long, why don't you tell us what kind of person Mr. Zhou is? You have to answer this question."

All the reporters cheered and responded.

Originally, everyone thought that Chu Qinbai might not really answer this question.

But he suddenly spoke while holding the microphone.

"There are hills and valleys in my heart, and mountains and rivers between my eyebrows." Chu Qinbai did not mention Zhou Sheng's name, and the next sentence switched to the movie "Floating Life Dream", "After watching the movie, everyone will understand that the epitome of the times can be engraved into the bones and blood of the characters. It is an existence that cannot be erased by time and space. Remember history, that is what the predecessors exchanged their lives for today. I have been filming for many years, and I feel deeply touched by making this movie. Thank you for your continued support."

It seems like an answer, but it also seems like no answer.

But he raised the topic to this level in an instant, and everyone was embarrassed to continue chasing it.

He led the topic to other actors and left the stage by himself.

Zhou Sheng watched him walk over step by step, and he knew that he had seen him on the stage just now. At

the dim entrance of the passage, the staff had already evacuated.

Zhou Sheng leaned inside with a smile in his eyes.

Chu Qinbai stood in front of him, "What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't expect you to think so highly of me."

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it always so high?"

Zhou Sheng flipped through the almanac, "You didn't say that when we first met." Zhou Sheng imitated him and mocked, "It's better to buy more books with the money and reshape your world view and value system."

Chu Qinbai raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

Regretful, "I didn't recognize the great man, I was mean, and I didn't know Mr. Minguo was good."

Zhou Sheng pulled his clothes around his waist and pulled him closer, raised his eyes, and whispered, "Mr. Chu, who was born in the new era and grew up under the red flag, you are also very good." "

Am I good?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Zhou Sheng nodded, "Why not? Responsibility and reputation coexist, and you have never made any mistakes."

Zhou Sheng always remembered the truckloads of donated materials during the flood in Linshun County.

That was Zhou Sheng's superficial understanding of this modern industry and circle. He also knew that he invested a large amount of money in the charity left by his mother every year. His last name is Chu, but he was brought up in the Qin family. He has a grandfather who is full of poetry and books, and a kind and generous grandmother. He was rebellious when he was young. Even though he had an unbearable father, he was cruel and cold-hearted, but he also had unexpected tenderness, persistence and patience.

He is not only the idol of the entertainment industry, Brother Chu.

He is also the Chu Qinbai who held an umbrella on a rainy night, hugged on the streets of England, tore apart the past without mercy, but did not forget to give him a real home.

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a while, hugged him, and turned his position.

He leaned against the wall, pinched his fingers, changed the subject and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Zhou Sheng looked at the still lively interview area and said, "I thought it was a matter between two people, and it didn't seem right to leave you alone to the media."

Chu Qinbai laughed softly, "This is my job."

"Well, I can see that. You can handle it well."

Chu Qinbai moved closer, his nose almost touching Zhou Sheng's nose, "The movie won't be played in full, it's only about half an hour, promise me you won't cry."

Zhou Sheng blinked, surprised, "Why do you think I will cry?"

"I'm afraid you will be sad when you see the scene." Chu Qinbai said the reason why he didn't want him to come the most, "and Fan Zhongqing's role is more important than the original script, I'm afraid you will miss your uncle."

Zhou Sheng hadn't thought about it this way.

But now he almost drowned in Chu Qinbai's voice and that meaning.

He didn't know that he had so many concerns.

Zhou Sheng took a step forward and knocked his chin on Chu Qinbai's shoulder.

Chu Qinbai was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched his back, "Mr. Zhou, I'm giving you a shot of prevention, not to make you uncomfortable now."

"No discomfort." Zhou Sheng hugged his waist and rubbed his neck with his head sideways: "I can distinguish between reality and illusion. Just like what I said to Director Yang at the beginning, only with the form of movies can old people reappear on the screen, but actors are actors, Zhong Qing is Zhong Qing, and "Floating Dream" cannot replicate the life of my uncle, have you forgotten? This is also your work, the character is Chang Zheng, and the actor is Chu Qinbai."

Chu Qinbai paused with his hand on his back.

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course." Zhou Sheng said, "Why don't you think I came to the premiere because of you? This is your glorious moment, Brother Chu."

During the movie viewing session that day.

Zhou Sheng sat in the front row and watched the 30-minute movie.

The story stayed at the climax, the node where Chang Zheng switched between the two lives before and after.

Chu Qinbai in the camera did not look like the noble big movie star sitting next to him, with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees.

He was down and out, depressed.

The opium had hollowed out his body, and he couldn't find a single coin in his pocket.

The so-called separation of person and drama, Zhou Sheng saw it to the extreme in Chu Qinbai, who is deeply rooted in the hearts of his fans no matter who he plays. The word actor really suits him.

And the actor who plays Zhong Qing.

You can't see much content in 30 minutes, he acted very well, and he had a strong sense of substitution.

But Zhou Sheng didn't really feel much, probably because Chu Qinbai's precautions in advance had a certain effect, and he himself was very sober and didn't associate the role with his impression of his uncle at all.

The reactions around this role were all very good.

It was indeed outstanding.

Jincheng Xiao Fan Ye, this person once existed. Whether it was because of the movie to be curious and delve into it, whether it was one person or a hundred people who remembered it, Zhou Sheng felt that it had achieved its meaning.

After the premiere,

it was raining again.

Looking at the rain and fog floating under the street lights, his hand touched the small old photo in his pocket. Zhou Sheng thought, the drizzle is still the same, and the uncle's life was full of wantonness. He always believed that with his personality, no matter he went far away or did what he wanted to do, he would be with the one he loved, and he would never feel regretful in his life.

A coat was thrown on his back.

Chu Qinbai lifted the clothes on his shoulders, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking." Zhou Sheng looked at the edge of the umbrella, "Will the rain drift in."

Chu Qinbai put his arm around his shoulders and told him, "No."

Zhou Sheng raised the corner of his mouth.

I thought, little uncle, just as you wrote, I actually met such a person.

Zhou Sheng originally thought that the premiere was over.

Little did he know that there was a follow-up to this matter.

Because it was photographed that day.

It happened to be when he was standing with Chu Qinbai at the entrance of the passage.

The photo went viral on the Internet.

The entrance of the passage was not wide, and the light was dimly tilted from the other side. Chu Qinbai stood against the wall on the slightly darker side, while Zhou Sheng's shadowy side faced the light, closed his eyes, and let Chu Qinbai bend down and touch his nose and forehead.

One light and one dark interlaced, the same formal clothes.

It was as if their identities were reversed, and they were forever frozen in light and shadow.

After such a long time, Zhou Sheng's photo was updated again.

And this time he was not alone, but a group photo! The Internet went crazy.

"Amazing! Who took the photo? Come out and get praised!"

"Is this finally in the same frame?"

"So Zhou Sheng really went to the premiere. Is this him? Can someone come out and say something?"

"Is there any need to ask? It must be!"

"Didn't they say Chu Qinbai had someone else before? They said it with details."

"Silly, that was spread in Beijing. Think about the picture of Mr. Zhou in the encyclopedia. The time coincides with the time of the award ceremony. Do you find any highlights ?"

"It's just one person. He cheated on his wife. What do you think about it?"

"I'm the only one who is shocked. Brother Chu can also be so tender to others??? And in this freshly-released photo, it can be seen that Mr. Zhou has excellent conditions! His waist is so thin and narrow, his shoulders and neck are so elegant, and his Adam's apple is so sexy... Damn, can I say I love him?"

The Internet is bustling, adding a wave of heat to the premiere. It

is a relationship that everyone tacitly agrees on. In fact, there are many people who are pessimistic, saying it is a show, and even deliberately hyping it up before the movie is released. There are all kinds of voices. But since Zhou Sheng had been missing for too long, and his identity was completely different from what the Internet had initially speculated, the general direction had not been out of control.

Even the studio's plan for adjusting public opinion was not used.

At this time, the official Weibo of "Floating Life Dream" did not forget to join in the fun.

Originally, fans insisted on asking them to release the backstage photos, but the official Weibo said there were no backstage photos, and then released a new one.

It cannot be said to be new, because it was a live photo during the filming of the movie.

On the streets of the Republic of China, in front of an old-fashioned car.

Chu Qinbai was leaning against the front of the car in his coat, and Zhou Sheng was holding a cigarette between his fingertips. Judging from his posture, he was about to pass it to Chu Qinbai. The light smoke lingered between the two and blurred their faces. The neon lights of the dance hall behind them flickered, and it was a photo full of the atmosphere of the old times.

But they both have excellent temperament, and the atmosphere can be directly used as movie posters.

Official blog: "............So this is what Chu said about no one visiting the set?"

"So how did you hide this god-level picture for so long and not release it?"

"So why didn't Director Yang invite both of them together?"

"So they were already together at that time?"

"The above poster, let me remind you that they are not together, they are married."

"And those who asked why they were not invited together, please, he is an entrepreneur, he can't even keep a low profile, he is not a professional actor."

"But her husband is."

"...It seems to make sense."

By the time Zhou Sheng saw the photo, the busiest time on the Internet was almost over.

He remembered that day.

When he went to visit the set, he happened to see Chu Qinbai filming an emotional scene. He just didn't know that the official had taken that scene. After such a long time, Zhou Sheng could still recall the atmosphere and scenery around the set when he saw the photos.

Zhou Sheng saved the two photos.

He didn't have any substantial feelings about everything on the Internet, because if it wasn't for an occasion like a movie premiere, he would hardly have any intersection with people in the circle.

Until New Year's Day, when the Shangnan District opened, he attended for half an hour.

Among the celebrities invited to the platform, there was also a boy group. It is said that they have been in the industry for three years and have a considerable influence. Two of them started filming this year. What kind of low-cost online drama, Zhou Sheng didn't particularly understand the level of TV drama projects.

But when people came up, they bowed to people with a large bow.

Zhou Sheng became the one who was treated extremely specially.

Seeing that he couldn't stand this enthusiasm, Tang Mi hurriedly came up to help, and whispered to the side with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, you are now connected with Brother Chu's important connections, and people just want to leave a good impression on you."

"I usually don't do this kind of thing." Zhou Sheng said truthfully.

Tang Mi couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, they won't mind. It's not bad to be with Mr. Zhou. With the boss behind you, why worry about not having resources?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and ignored the teasing.

While waiting for the driver's car to come, he called Chu Qinbai.

The call was picked up quickly, "What's wrong? The opening is not going well?"

Zhou Sheng stood in the open space full of firecracker residue, breathed in the cold wind, and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Chu Qinbai seemed to have not expected such a casual chat to start. His voice relaxed and responded to him, "In the company, doing a project summary."

Zhou Sheng repeated what had just happened.

Chu Qinbai listened and said, "They are basically all trained by professional brokerage companies. Even the curvature of the bending posture and the boundaries of answering questions are strictly regulated. Mr. Zhou feels that his etiquette education has been impacted by the stereotype, or he can't accept this behavior of trying to take shortcuts?"

Zhou Sheng: "I think too much. How can I care about these things? Besides, no matter the industry or circle, the whole society is made up of a large network of relationships."

Chu Qinbai's pen was put down. "Hearing this, why do I feel that there is something else?"

Zhou Sheng got to the point: "These days before the New Year, I have to follow the inspection team above to conduct an analysis and exchange meeting on special economic zones across the country."

Chu Qinbai paused, "How long will it take?"

"It is planned to be over in about 20 days."

Chu Qinbai had to warn, "How long have you rested, and you want to go on a high-intensity business trip for work."

"If the task is not heavy, I will pay attention myself." Zhou Sheng watched the driver driving the car from far to near, "Didn't I say it, society is a large network of relationships, relationships make up exchanges, drive the economy, and realize wealth and human freedom."

"So you're waiting here for me, just to make me give up." Chu Qinbai couldn't really trap him in this matter, but he didn't buy it either. "What can you promise me?"

Zhou Sheng put the microphone of the mobile phone to his lips.

"Brother Chu."

"Go ahead."

"Will it work if I say I like you now?"

After five seconds of silence, Chu Qinbai gritted his teeth, "Zhou Sheng, if you are negotiating with me like this, you should know that the interest rate will be very high, right?"

"Pay in installments?" Zhou Sheng bargained.

The man on the other side said coldly: "In my business, Chu Qinbai, the payment is made in full, and no credit is accepted." He also reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, abandoning a husband was a serious crime in ancient times. Is my request not too much?"

The car was already approaching.

Zhou Sheng pressed his forehead, "The Republic of China does not belong to the ancient times, your clause is an unfair one."

"Yes, it is indeed an unfair one."

Chu Qinbai admitted it with a clear conscience, "I am not negotiating business with you."

Zhou Sheng could imagine him sitting in a chair, slowly tapping the armrests, looking out the window and saying, "I am telling you, I am waiting for you."

Zhou Sheng suddenly became quiet, wondering how he could win in his hands.

The opening ceremony of the Shangnan District, the remaining excitement had not yet dissipated, Zhou Sheng looked into the distance and saw the steel frames of the area. Birds were perched on the power lines, and there was a noisy sound of cars and people in his ears.

This is what Zhou Sheng can see and control.

What he cannot control is the heart that beats for a person, and that he is willing to do so even if he has to cede land and pay compensation.

The driver Xiaolin leaned his head out of the slid down window.

Asked: "Mr. Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and laughed, "It's nothing, your boss is good at bewitching people, and sometimes I feel that going out in this winter is really a hard job."

Chapter 93

Even if it is a tough job, someone has to do it. Starting from Lancheng, on the sixth day of departure, the exchange group suddenly changed the original planned route. It was a coincidence, but it was also a place Zhou Sheng had not expected, his parents' hometown, the hometown where Zhou Sheng had buried his parents himself.

When setting up the ancestral hall before, Chu Qinbai asked someone to find the old tomb in advance.

When Zhou Sheng said that he would not move the tomb, but only rebuild it, he had actually prepared it in his heart. Even if it was just a moment for himself, in fact, it spanned nearly a hundred years, and there was no incense for a hundred years. War, reform and opening up, construction, and modern rapid development, I am afraid that no traces can be found.

As a result, half a month later, news came back that after the local government carried out land planning, the hilltop called "Lishan" in the Republic of China was renamed and included in the ecological protection area.

Times have changed, but Lishan has been miraculously preserved.

The original plan was to go before.

As a result, Qidong's incident suddenly happened. After a long rest, he had to postpone the trip. As a result, he did not go as planned. It was work that pushed the trip forward.

The night before he learned that he was going to Xiding, Zhou Sheng found that he could not sleep.

The hotel room was on a high floor.

He could see the neon buildings of the city.

He got up and approached the window, thinking about his feelings when he first saw this magnificent scene. It was magnificent. It was for countless predecessors. He could not replace the feelings and thoughts of so many people. He could only work diligently until now, just to live up to this life.

"Zhou Sheng" has both parents alive, brothers and stepmother, but the relationship is really weak.

Zhou Sheng can only carry out the word responsibility throughout, which is all he can do.

But facing his father and mother.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng was shocked to find that he was actually uneasy.

As a son, he enjoyed the love of his mother and the careful teaching of his father when he was young, but this relationship was only more than 20 years.

The situation is difficult, and the small family is not as good as the big family. Everyone in the Zhou family knows this.

But do you regret it? No regrets.

Regret? How could I not regret?

Regret that the time was too short.

Parents couldn't wait to grow old, and the son didn't have time to fulfill his filial piety.

The phone on the bedside table behind him vibrated.

It was like some kind of tacit understanding thousands of miles away. The caller ID showed Chu Qinbai.

"Brother Chu." Zhou Sheng picked up the phone.

When the person opposite heard the low voice that did not sound like someone being woken up in a sleep, he immediately slowed down his voice, "What's wrong? Are the people in the inspection team difficult to deal with?"

"How come?" Zhou Sheng leaned his head against the window glass, "Thanks to the news, people now think I'm a pushover. In addition to my regular job, they take good care of me in life. By the way, someone asked me for your autograph, saying that his high school son regards you as an idol and is preparing to take the entrance exam for the Film Academy next year."

Chu Qinbai: "Did you agree?"

"I agreed. Then I'll trouble you, brother Chu, to write a few more words of encouragement for him." When Zhou Sheng said this, he thought of the powerful penmanship when he signed his name, and added, "Although your grandmother said you don't have any artistic talent, your handwriting is beautiful."

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah."

"What do you like?"

"Handwriting."

"Don't you like people?"

"I like it."

He answered every question and was suddenly so obedient. It's not like President Zhou.

Chu Qinbai lowered his voice by two degrees, "Can't sleep?"

"We're going to Xiding tomorrow." Zhou Sheng explained the reason, raised his head from the glass, and blew gently on the glass. Watching the mist dissipate, from clear to blurry, and then from blurry to a clear night scene, he said: "Some people are afraid of being close to home. They may have been reincarnated for a long time. I don't know if they still recognize me." There

was silence over there for about half a minute.

"Zhou Shengsheng." Chu Qinbai suddenly called him like this.

Just like his family members called him when he was a child.

Zhou Sheng nodded in surprise.

Chu Qinbai: "You are their pride, in the past and now."

"Really?"

"Of course."

Zhou Sheng fell into a deep sleep this time.

When he woke up from a dream, it was already bright outside.

Xiding is a small city. The reason why the inspection team came here this time is because this place is connected to the river transportation and plans to vigorously develop it next year.

The group arrived at nine in the morning.

But they met a new host at the exit.

The professional reception team took away all the luggage, and the meaning of their words was, "Our brother Chu happened to come here for activities this time. When he learned that Mr. Zhou was here on business, he simply arranged accommodation and travel together. Don't be polite."

Zhou Sheng was still stunned.

After learning the specifications of the arrangements, the people who were traveling with him were already polite to Zhou Sheng.

"This brother Chu is too polite. In fact, you, Mr. Zhou, can be arranged alone, but he actually took care of us."

"Mr. Zhou, we are really lucky this time."

"Since you are here, we must have a meal together."

"This professional reception team is different. As for the guesthouse where we stayed at the first stop, my back and waist ached when I slept. After this trip, my bones must be falling apart."

Zhou Sheng was led to the car in a daze. Looking at the people sitting in the car, Zhou Sheng was still a little unresponsive.

"When did you come?" he asked.

Chu Qinbai reached out to take the bag from his hand, took the person over, and asked the driver to drive while saying, "I came from an early flight."

Zhou Sheng looked at the completely unfamiliar street scene facing the street.

He looked at the person in front of him again and asked in a low voice: "Because I told you last night that I was coming to Xiding?"

Chu Qinbai handed him one of the two bouquets of white chrysanthemums next to him.

"I guessed that you wanted to go and see it as soon as you got here." Chu Qinbai saw him take the flowers, and then slowly said: "When you went to Jicheng before, you said you wanted to go there alone, and I agreed, because I knew that you must be in a complicated mood at the time and needed to sort yourself out. But this time is different. How could I let you go alone to worship your parents?"

Zhou Sheng slowed down and looked at the white chrysanthemums in his hand.

"Thank you." He said.

Chu Qinbai stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "You are so polite. Find time to make up for the wedding."

"Wedding?" Zhou Sheng was surprised to say this suddenly.

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows, "At least it has to be legitimate, and it has to reassure my parents. If your parents knew that I robbed their son for no reason, wouldn't I feel guilty every year when I worship them in the future?"

Zhou Sheng smiled.

He didn't really care about the form.

Some people take this matter to heart. In order to reassure his parents, Zhou Sheng felt that he had an extra mission on this trip. He really wanted to bring this person to meet them.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain.

After Lishan was planned, a stone staircase was built.

Zhou Sheng could no longer find any sense of familiarity. He could not find the path that he and Shunzi had taken up the mountain together that year, nor could he find the weeds that he had pulled together, nor could he see the pine forest, nor could he remember the small piece of land where he had knelt.

Chu Qinbai seemed to be more familiar with the place than he was.

He led him all the way up.

Zhou Sheng thought he would see overgrown weeds, and the blue bricks were dilapidated with moss.

In fact, on the open space near the top of the mountain, a new stone tomb was built, and there were fruits and incense as well, and the tombstone was clearly visible.

Zhou Sheng stopped ten steps away. The half-human-high withered yellow silk hemp and foxtail grass swayed on the roadside around him, and the wind blew gracefully, but he was reluctant to move forward.

Chu Qinbai understood his hesitation and said, "In fact, this place has been well preserved. Your father is a celebrity in your hometown, and countless neighbors respect and admire him. The older generation is gradually passing away, and the younger generations have heard a lot about it. How could it be easily destroyed?"

Zhou Sheng's eyes gradually turned red.

Chu Qinbai's fingertips brushed under his eyelids.

He said slowly: "But it's been too long, and the tomb is a bit old. Originally, the relatives and descendants should take the lead in rebuilding it. But I call myself a half-son, and you can't worry about it after you recuperate from your illness, so I made this decision on my own. I think your parents will understand, and Mr. Zhou should not think that I am overstepping his authority, okay?"

"Chu Qinbai."

Zhou Sheng raised his hand and covered his eyes with his arm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you deliberately provoking me."

Chu Qinbai took his hand, lowered his head and kissed his eyelids, "Go over, they are waiting for you."

Zhou Sheng looked at him for a few seconds, turned his head and stepped forward.

Unlike Jicheng, this time, in front of his parents, he no longer has any identity, but a son.

The tomb of his father Zhou Zhaotang and mother Fan Xiuyun.

The son Zhou Sheng, husband, Chu Qinbai Xinli.

Zhou Sheng looked at the words on the inscription and knelt down to kowtow three times.

The last time he said goodbye was before he went south.

There was no chance to come back after that.

Now seeing each other again, Zhou Sheng couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Zhou Sheng explained one by one, "Father and mother, remember your teachings and be a good person. The patriots taken in by mother later devoted themselves to the cause of saving the country. Five died, two were disabled, and the rest are missing. The sons left money to protect themselves, and they were lucky enough to survive and live a worry-free life. The hidden dangers of the Chamber of Commerce left by father were eliminated, and all the Zhou family properties were donated. Today, the son is lucky enough to be alive and see you again. I hope I have never let you down. My cousin's daughter later lived a happy life, and my uncle was lucky enough to be on the screen as a role. You should know that he is the focus of everyone's attention. He must be happy."

"Also, the person behind me, his name is Chu Qinbai."

"Maybe you already know it, but when I met him, I actually began to believe in fate."

Zhou Sheng said a lot.

Some words, some expressions, are probably really only in front of elders.

Talk about the past, talk about current careers, and talk about your own emotions.

When Chu Qinbai half-held him, his feet were numb and he could hardly stand.

Chu Qinbai's eyebrows showed heartache.

Holding him, looking at the tombstone, after thinking for a while, he decided to call them directly: "Mom and Dad."

It was a promise and also an affirmation.

"I promised the two elders that I would protect his lofty ambitions from being swallowed by the night for the rest of his life, and protect his health and happiness."

Zhou Sheng reminded in a low voice: "You are too confident."

Chu Qinbai: "But it's all sincere."

"My parents like humble people."

"No, they will only like me in the future."

Zhou Sheng was interrupted by him, and his thoughts were scattered. Most of the sadness was gone, leaving only the comfort of reunion.

After the worship,

Zhou Sheng stood beside the car and looked back.

"Uncomfortable?" Chu Qinbai asked him while holding the car door.

Zhou Sheng retracted his gaze and shook his head, "No, it was only when I saw them again that I really felt that a long time had passed."

Chu Qinbai stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck, "There will be many years to come."

Zhou Sheng turned around and leaned against the car frame, looking at Chu Qinbai, "I know, thank you for everything you have done."

Chu Qinbai twisted his hair that was wet in the mountains and reminded: "Get in the car."

It was already afternoon when he returned to the city.

No one else knew about this private trip.

Chu Qinbai spent his money to pay for the inspection team's food, clothing, housing and transportation. Once they returned to the hotel, they were inevitably pulled over for a chat.

Zhou Sheng smiled and let him be pulled.

He left and went to the room first.

The top floor luxury suite is probably the standard for people in the entertainment industry to travel, but Zhou Sheng felt that the room was too large and empty. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to run water. Seeing essential oils next to him, he also dropped two drops into the bathtub. He

took off all his clothes and stepped in.

Zhou Sheng soaked on the edge and closed his eyes.

Chu Qinbai tried every way to recuperate some time ago, one of which was a medicinal bath.

Zhou Sheng didn't know if it was because of the medicine, but every time he came out of the bath, he felt sleepy, and the next day he felt more energetic than the day before. His complexion improved, and even the problem of cold hands and feet improved.

When Zhou Sheng was drowsy from the bath, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

He lay on his stomach, half-closed his eyes, and asked in confusion, "Are you back?"

Chu Qinbai squatted down in front of him, "You didn't have the heart to leave me to the media, but how could you have the heart to do that just now?"

Zhou Sheng opened one eye and looked up at him.

He laughed, "Brother Chu is so hard to meet on weekdays. You have to learn to satisfy the ordinary people, the kind of people you can only see in the cinema or on TV, uh... curiosity?"

"Bad taste."

Chu Qinbai rolled up his sleeves, and seeing his sweaty hair and reddish skin from soaking, he frowned and scooped water with his hands to pour on his shoulders.

He whispered, "Will you get up? Aren't you dizzy after soaking for so long?"

"Dizzy." Zhou Sheng tilted his head, pressed his face on his arm, and lazily ordered, "Hold me." "

Glad to help." Chu Qinbai stepped into the bathtub, picked him up with the dripping water, and whispered, "Serving Mr. Zhou wholeheartedly."

Zhou Sheng was suddenly exposed to the air.

He suddenly opened his eyes in surprise, pointed at the bathrobe hanging next to him and reminded, "Clothes."

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows, "I'm serving Boss Zhou personally, you don't need to wear it."

Then he carried the person out of the bathroom.

Without drying or wrapping, he pressed directly into the soft quilt like a wet fish. Fortunately, the curtains were drawn in the room, so Zhou Sheng avoided the exclamation that came out of his mouth.

He had tasted all kinds of bone-eroding tastes.

The touch again, not as shy as before, but a little more comfortable.

Lying on his back, he took the initiative to reach out and hug the side of the face of the person above, and his thumb rubbed Chu Qinbai's lips. He raised his red eyebrows evaporated by the hot water and asked with interest: "Brother Chu is so expensive, and I am a shabby boss. I wonder if I can afford this price?"

"Of course I can afford it?" Chu Qinbai bit his rebellious fingertips, sank his upper body, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give Boss Zhou a discount." He

adjusted the air conditioner up again and again.

The temperature evaporated the moisture brought from the bathroom on the quilt, and then it was soaked layer by layer by sweat.

When Zhou Sheng couldn't bear it any longer, the person sitting cross-legged behind him reached out and cruelly stopped him.

He put his hand on the back of his neck and told him, "No."

Zhou Sheng was at the critical moment, opened his eyelids that were condensed with sweat, and said hoarsely with a collapsed voice, "Let go."

"Your body has finally adjusted to this level." Chu Qinbai controlled the person who twisted his body to escape, but he got deeper and deeper, and said righteously, "It's not good for your body."

Zhou Sheng couldn't bear this level.

The most brutal posture required him to use the strongest willpower.

Zhou Sheng was finally forced to lean on the shoulder of the person behind him, trying to escape, and then he was held in the abdomen and pushed back to prevent him from hiding.

He didn't have time to care about what he was manipulated into later.

His will was so dull that he remembered biting someone.

Until it got dark, Chu Qinbai finally showed mercy and let go, giving him the only ultimate peak experience.

Then tell him, "I'm here to collect the interest in advance. Just

think of it as you being soft-hearted and agreeing to Mr. Zhou's request to pay in installments. You can pay me back next time." Zhou Sheng didn't think that he had the strength to pay the rest this way.

Burying his head in the pillow, he blurted out, "No."

"No what?"

"No."

The satisfied man slid his hand over the smooth back and disappeared into the quilt. Leaning in, he pecked the back of his neck with red fingerprints, "If you get well, I won't bully you. But if you don't pay, the interest will be doubled."

Zhou Sheng was so sensitive and trembling at his touch.

With his head tilted to the side, disheveled, he glared at him listlessly, "You're so good at calculating, no wonder you're rich."

Chu Qinbai laughed from his throat.

Kissing him, "I can give you all the money. Mr. Zhou won't lose out."

Chapter 94:

Planning for the Spring Festival this year. The programs and performers of the Spring Festival Gala have always been the focus of public attention and discussion. Suddenly, it was reported online that Chu Qinbai would participate, and he would be the last performer. This matter has sparked a lot of heated discussions online.

——Are you kidding? It's not like he never participates in any festival celebrations of satellite TV.

——Although, that's CCTV.

——Indeed, the old artist is still begging to be on the show. Some fans don't say that he doesn't want to be on the show. I think he just can't be on the show.

——Some people are jealous. Everyone knows that all his mainstream movies are broadcast on CCTV. He has good connections. Whether he is busy or really doesn't want to be on the show, it's not someone's turn to make comments.

——Indeed, CCTV has invited him before. One year, it was said that he was filming a movie during the Spring Festival. Another year, I forgot the reason. This year, there is news of inviting him again, which shows that he has not offended CCTV.

——It's a matter of time, and the final list has not been determined.

——It's really possible this year. "Floating Dream" happens to be released on New Year's Eve. It's normal to have this opportunity to be on the show.

At the beginning, it was just hearsay.

Until the day when all programs were reviewed, a reporter actually squatted at the door with him and his team.

The media rushed over.

Assistant Chen Dengdeng was shocked.

He cried out and urged others to hurry up, muttering, "I said Xiaolin was unreliable. He had to drive in front." It turned out to be too late

.

Chu Qinbai did not mean to compete with reporters to see who could hide better.

If he was stopped, he would stop.

The winter in Beijing is quite dry. All reporters were wrapped in hats and scarves so that their faces could not be seen. Holding equipment that froze their hands, they asked persistently: "Brother Chu, can you reveal a little bit about the final review results?" Chu Qinbai

put his hands in his pockets and said, "We can wait for the official announcement."

"What about the content and format of the program?"

"We will watch the live broadcast at that time."

Nothing could be asked, and the reporter did not force it. After all, it was not time yet and the content was confidential.

A reporter next to him changed the angle.

He asked jokingly: "Is it possible to arrange the time this year? Who invited Brother Chu to appear?"

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows: "Returning a favor for my wife."

Media: "......???"

Netizens who later saw the interview video: "......???????" Netizens

went to inquire.

After many twists and turns, it really is Mr. Zhou's connections.

This year, as Zhou Sheng's identity gradually came to light, although he never appeared in front of the public, he was given many titles such as "the most low-key young philanthropist", "national heavyweight project investor" and "benchmark of the times".

This made his existence more low-key and mysterious in the eyes of the outside world.

But after all, his identity has been locked.

Some things can still be found out by those who want to know.

For example.

"I want to laugh right now. Brother Chu is here to find his wife on the show."

"What's wrong?"

"I heard that Mr. Zhou has been busy since New Year's Day. He doesn't know which hotel bed he is in when he wakes up every day. He can't be seen for a month. I'd be anxious too."

"Oh my god, they won't get divorced if they keep doing this?"

"No, what does this have to do with the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Let me put it this way. Many of Mr. Zhou's contacts are in the mainstream financial circle, commonly known as the red family. To put it simply, someone from CCTV wanted to invite Brother Chu and borrowed Mr. Zhou's relationship. It's probably difficult to push Mr. Zhou's side, so Brother Chu said he was repaying a favor for him."

"It's hard to have a wife who is both famous and professional, but the point is that you can't see her..."

"So these two are really not getting married? If it's a resource exchange, it's a win-win situation."

Many people were speculating on whether the news was true or not.

Zhou Sheng's original schedule for more than half a month was repeatedly postponed due to the sudden increase in workload.

On the 29th of the year, he returned to Beijing.

At the foot of the imperial city, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is particularly strong.

The streets are very lively and decorated with lights.

A group of people came out after the meeting, and they sighed as they walked, "This year has been really busy until the last day."

The people next to them comforted, "At least it's over on the last day, we can spend the New Year peacefully, and go home and have a reunion dinner with our families."

"That's right, compared to those industries that can't get free time during the New Year and are still busy, we are considered very good."

Several people said as they walked to the side of the road.

Looking at Zhou Sheng who was walking next to them without saying much, one of them asked, "Is Mr. Zhou going back today too?"

"Not today." Zhou Sheng smiled and shook his head.

The person who asked the question was patted by someone and reacted, "That's right, Mr. Chu is also in Beijing, are you going to the Spring Festival Gala? Oh, I'm envious."

These people are leaders and bosses on weekdays.

It's the New Year, and when they talk about it, they don't talk about the value of economic data, but about what their wives and children are going to eat on New Year's Eve, and the content is also quite down-to-earth.

They all have a good impression of Zhou Sheng.

It's not just because of his rapidly rising reputation this year, but also because after getting to know him, you will find that he has his own set of rules for dealing with people, and he is the kind of person who really knows how to get things done. He knows when to advance and retreat, he is humble, and when it comes to important key points, he makes decisions decisively and tenaciously.

Who doesn't like to work with such a person?

In any field, with such a mentality, the future will not be too bad.

In addition, everyone knows that he is married to the actor Chu.

Originally, I felt that he was in a circle that I couldn't get in touch with, but in fact, I didn't, so when I worked together, my good impression of him almost increased.

At this time, a car happened to drive by the side of the road.

It was the car that Chu Qinbai drove in Beijing before, the black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the lowered car window, Chu Qinbai put his elbow on the car window, and looked out to meet everyone on Zhou Sheng's side.

Chu Qinbai greeted them calmly.

Others laughed and joked, "Brother Chu is so busy that he still comes to pick up President Zhou. It seems that CCTV doesn't have a rehearsal today?"

Chu Qinbai reached out of the window and knocked on the door panel outside. He glanced at Zhou Sheng and frowned to remind him, "Get in the car. Aren't you cold wearing so little?" After

calling someone, he turned around and replied with a smile, "The rehearsal is over."

"Then we must stay in front of the TV and watch it on time."

Chu Qinbai said thank you for the support. He was casual and didn't feel any distance .

Zhou Sheng got on the co-pilot and said to the window on Chu Qinbai's side, "President Li and President Wang, the programs are all in the evening. There is nothing to do during the New Year holidays. Why don't you take your family to see a movie together?"

Everyone he called laughed.

"President Zhou, you are so hardworking in this publicity. Brother Chu's influence in the film industry is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"But we will definitely book the whole place to support you! Right?"

Zhou Sheng smiled, "Everyone, take care. I wish you a happy new year in advance. See you next year."

"Happy New Year."

"See you next year."

"Mr. Zhou, you worked hard before the New Year. Have a good rest during the New Year."

Chu Qinbai responded for Zhou Sheng and closed the car window to block out the cold wind outside.

The two hadn't seen each other for more than ten days.

Chu Qinbai raised the temperature in the car and asked him sideways, "Are you still cold? Why don't you wear one more layer?"

"Much better." Zhou Sheng took off the leather gloves on his hands and felt it after running through so many places. "The wind in Beijing is particularly cold. I didn't feel it when I was in the south before I came here."

Chu Qinbai felt the temperature of his hands, squeezed his hands together, held them in his palms, and said, "It's expected to snow tomorrow, so it's so cold."

Zhou Sheng let him hold them. After so many days of continuous heavy tasks, Zhou Sheng felt more relaxed than ever before. He sat relaxed, looking at the road with few cars on it. On the roadside sycamore trees that had been trimmed to only the trunks, red lanterns and colorful paper-cuts were hung, creating a festive scene.

Zhou Sheng stood up, leaned forward slightly, and sighed, "It's great."

Chu Qinbai tilted his head to look at his bright eyes at the moment.

He asked with a smile, "What's great?"

Zhou Sheng pointed outside, "This era is great, the motherland is great, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the seas are peaceful and the rivers are clear."

"It seems that this trip has yielded a lot?"

"Indeed." Zhou Sheng admitted.

Previously, business trips abroad were basically for other work content. He had never had such a focused and intensive time to deeply understand and explore domestic development, see the customs and customs of different places, and understand the local economic situation.

To absorb and learn, and feel the ever-changing changes.

Chu Qinbai understood his state of mind.

He also understood that his feelings were deeper and more sincere than countless people.

He pinched his fingers and said, "It's really great to let you see this day."

Zhou Sheng was deeply hidden in the new era.

His perspective on things is different from that of others. His abilities, state of mind, and so on are the inevitable results of his coming to this point.

Every time Chu Qinbai sees his curiosity and sincerity about everything in this era, he feels that he has given too little and has not treated him well enough. He hopes that he will never see the chaotic world again, and his perception of the world will only be enthusiasm and prosperity.

Zhou Sheng thought of something, retracted his gaze, and took something out of his pocket.

He tied it sideways on Chu Qinbai's left wrist.

"What is this?" Chu Qinbai asked, looking down.

While tying the red rope, Zhou Sheng said, "The peace buckle, also called nostalgia, is from a jade boss I met on a business trip in Yunnan and Guizhou a few days ago. This is his own collection, and he asked a master to consecrate it." The

extremely rare ice-ink jade is lustrous and suits him very well on his hands.

After Zhou Sheng tied it, he smiled with satisfaction and looked up, "A gift for a business trip."

"Your gift is not cheap." Chu Qinbai felt the slight weight on his wrist, which seemed to be tied heavily on his heart. He couldn't help but feel this straightforward concern and thoughtfulness, and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me this?"

Zhou Sheng sat back and smiled, "You said before that the Spring Festival Gala program review is very strict. I was just making up a bridge. President Qiao has a relationship with the two deputy directors of the Spring Festival Gala, and I didn't think he would really be on the show. But now the final review has been passed."

Chu Qinbai looked at the front of the car, "I didn't expect to find you."

Zhou Sheng laughed, "The witness sincerely wanted to invite you."

Chu Qinbai continued to ask, "But what does this have to do with giving me something?"

Zhou Sheng: "The peace locket can ward off evil and avoid disasters, and it means smooth sailing and safe travel. You have been injured this year, and I thought it was the end of the year. Don't you still insist on burning incense and worshiping gods before filming? The movie will be released tomorrow, and you have to be on the Spring Festival Gala. It's such an important day, this is just right."

Chu Qinbai turned the steering wheel slightly and braked the car steadily to the side of the road.

Zhou Sheng looked around, "What's wrong?"

Chu Qinbai unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over.

Putting his hand on the back of the chair, "Mr. Zhou."

"Are you sure you can park here?" Zhou Sheng's attention was still on the surroundings, and he reminded, "I heard that many people were fined by the traffic police at the end of the year. If you were caught today, it would have a big impact."

Chu Qinbai palmed his face and turned him back.

He didn't forget to deal with him, "Although you can park here, even if you are caught, won't you be embarrassed too?"

"This is not a shameful thing." Zhou Sheng pulled him close by the collar, almost face to face, and stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on his face. He raised his eyes and spoke righteously, and whispered: "You must obey the law, Brother Chu."

While calling Brother Chu, his breath almost sprayed on his lips.

Deliberate.

I haven't seen him for half a month.

Giving gifts again, and this kind of small action.

The jawbone of the big actor Chu was bitten to highlight the cheek.

He raised his eyebrows, "You messed with me?"

"I dare not." Mr. Zhou now switched back from work mode, and relaxed to the most natural private look. He imitated him and raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "It's broad daylight, I can't do anything to you, how did I mess with you?"

The result was that he was pressed on the back of the chair and kissed thoroughly.

Missing became real.

The icy jade knocked against Zhou Sheng's collarbone, reflecting the gradually reddening skin, and the ambiguity gradually heated up in the small space.

Zhou Sheng is also an ordinary person, with emotions, desires, delusions, greed and anger.

Letting himself immerse in the little warmth of this long-awaited reunion before the festival, surrounded by the clean and cold fragrance of Chu Qinbai, he rested here with peace of mind.

After a long time, Chu Qinbai finally stepped back a little.

Zhou Sheng raised his hand and gently rubbed the short hair behind his head, and smiled: "Brother Chu, the audience across the country is watching, everything will go smoothly tomorrow."

Chu Qinbai didn't tell him.

The release of the movie has long been a common thing for him.

As for the Spring Festival Gala, which is criticized more and more every year, seeing Zhou Sheng attach so much importance to it, it has a newer and deeper definition. There

were a few pedestrians on the road.

From this place where you can see the top of the Forbidden City from a distance.

Chu Qinbai raised the thing on his wrist and put it in front of him.

He whispered: "Mr. Zhou's thousand-heartedness, Shanhai dare not let it down, and I cherish it as well."

Chapter 95

Time flies and it is New Year's Eve. Zhou Sheng witnessed the New Century's New Year for the first time. His phone started to ring non-stop in the morning. Partners, company employees, and even Zhou Qicong called.

"He has a schedule conflict, but didn't you say that it would be fine on the last day before the holiday? Why can't he come back today?"

Zhou Sheng: "I'm in Beijing now."

Someone called him from behind, "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng turned around and saw Chen Dengdeng.

His boss had a schedule for New Year's Eve, so naturally everyone in the team had to follow suit. In addition, the movie was released, and the data had to be monitored throughout the process.

Zhou Sheng motioned for the other party to wait.

He said to Zhou Qicong, "Dad, Zhou Song has changed a lot now, but he is not completely unable to take on responsibilities. If he can achieve results next year, I plan to gradually hand over some of the company's business to him."

Zhou Qicong was obviously hesitant, "Can he do it? Are you too busy to handle it? If your health is really not good , Dad will go back to the company to take on some of the responsibilities."

"I'm in good health, and I'm not too busy." Zhou Sheng stood by the window, "He has to grow up."

Zhou Qicong sighed, "You, as a brother, are more competent than me."

Zhou Sheng smiled.

It's not that he is competent, Zhou Song is now scared to death of him, and Zhou Sheng is not afraid that he will cause other trouble.

Secondly, although this man has an unreliable mother and many flaws in his personality, at least in order to please Zhou Qicong, he learned a solid thing in college and has some work experience.

If he can really help him, Zhou Sheng will not be hard on him.

Zhou Sheng said, "Dad, Happy New Year. Have a good New Year. I'll go back to see you in two days."

"Okay, be careful when you're outside."

Although the father-son relationship is not deep, it is because of changes after all. Because the company has developed for such a long time and maintained what it is today, there are some things to talk about and something to chat about.

Zhou Sheng didn't know whether Zhou Qicong had ever felt strange.

But this father-son relationship was not dissipated after all.

Zhou Sheng put away his phone and turned back.

Chen Dengdeng moved up, "Shall we go?"

"Let's go." Zhou Sheng raised his foot to go out, while saying, "Your boss only went an hour earlier, is it in time?"

"In time, in time." Chen Dengdeng nodded and said, "Brother Chu is very behind. We have to wait at least three or four hours after we go there."

Zhou Sheng was a little curious, "What is the content of his program?"

Chen Dengdeng immediately shivered, "Brother Chu won't tell you, Mr. Zhou, how can I have the courage to tell you."

Zhou Sheng heard her tone and it was not that he couldn't reveal it, but until now, he really didn't know anything at all.

The Spring Festival Gala has a history of nearly 40 years. Zhou Sheng only vaguely knew from the conversations in his team that there is a saying on the Internet that the Spring Festival Gala has evolved from a large-scale cultural festival to the so-called "gilding factory" of stars.

Countless people have broken their heads to squeeze in. In recent years, there have been a lot of traffic and popular stars, which can be regarded as keeping up with the times.

Zhou Sheng didn't think about these things at all.

When he really sat in the backstage, he felt the festive atmosphere.

His position was not conspicuous, in the front.

There were gg merchants and artists around. In

the huge studio, countless people participated in the event.

The programs ranged from classical songs and dances to modern ballet, from funny sketches to traditional operas. The funny parts would be led by the people next to him to discuss a few words, and he would applaud sincerely when he should applaud. Zhou Sheng was completely immersed in this cultural feast.

Various lottery links plus backstage interviews.

Time passed unknowingly.

What Zhou Sheng felt most deeply in the later period was the interviews with the meritorious generals of the country by the host of the backstage. He looked at their aging faces and listened to their experiences of passing through the artillery fire.

Zhou Sheng didn't know any of them, but a warm current surged from his chest from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is quite subtle.

If time goes back to the moment he woke up in this world.

He would never have thought of this day.

As a businessman, he borrowed the identity of the family of the movie emperor in the entertainment industry, like a young image that is completely integrated into the current society, and listened to the veterans talk about the years he had experienced under the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

The interview session ended.

Zhou Sheng realized that it was the second to last show.

The host first joked about the rumor that the movie emperor Chu was a big shot and the program team was rejected after three visits, which caused the whole audience to laugh. Then the host said: "Everyone knows that Brother Chu is an actor, with great acting skills. His investment business is also thriving, but he never participates in entertainment activities. It seems that he has been kidnapped. But who makes everyone look forward to it? Well, let's take a different approach this time and invite someone." At

this time, millions of viewers watched the director's camera sweep across the stage.

Stayed at a certain position for two more seconds.

The person in the camera focused on the stage and did not notice anything unusual.

But the majority of netizens squatting in the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast room are different from those who honestly wait in front of the TV just for a traditional festival atmosphere. They are always fighting on the front line, the most likely to discuss, and the most sharp-eyed. The

original barrage was brushing something like "Finally waited, so sleepy", "I haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala for several years just to wait for this show", "It's hard to imagine what Brother Chu will perform, crosstalk? I will laugh to death", "The image of years of high and cold collapsed", "Singing? It's safer, I think".

The next second, the barrage suddenly changed.

"Director!!! Get the camera back! So damn handsome!"

"Indeed, I only saw the guy sitting in the middle. He has such a superior temperament! One second, I need to know who he is!"

"The director will definitely not randomly cut. He just glanced at the person who won the Best Actor Award. Could it be... Zhou Sheng?"

"My defense is broken. Why do fans have to guess who they are after so long? Why? Because the Best Actor Award winner Chu refused to show it to people!"

"Take screenshots, take screenshots, take screenshots quickly."

"If it's really Zhou Sheng, then director, you understand netizens."

"CCTV YYDS!"

The scene was different from the outside. Zhou Sheng appeared in the camera. Maybe some people noticed it, but they didn't make any reaction.

Zhou Sheng's attention was also on the stage.

The host was still saying, "But since Brother Chu is here, the show must be special. Next, please look forward to the large-scale instrumental performance program "Hongyan" specially planned by the Spring Festival Gala and designed by Brother Chu himself."

When everyone was still confused, the first music played was magnificent.

The background above, which was originally covered by a black cloth, was slowly unveiled.

Multi-dimensional visual effects gradually appeared on the big screen, with mountains and rivers flowing green for thousands of years, a vast and boundless picture of the mountains and rivers.

Zhou Sheng, sitting in the audience, could hear the exclamations of the people around him looking up.

There was also doubt in my ears, where are the people? The stage gradually moved forward from the back, the white mist gradually dissipated, and four or five people formed a team, jumping and beating with the music and drums, showing in front of everyone the largest and most complete set of chime bells unearthed in China so far.

The person who stood behind the chime bell stand at the beginning was dressed in a white shirt, trousers, and standard modern clothes. Hidden behind, the wooden hammer hit the bronze bell, and gradually revealed his figure from left to right.

The chime bells rang, and the sound of gold and jade resounded.

In conjunction with the integration of other surrounding instruments, the scenes behind, the Great Wall of Qin and Han Dynasties, the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and a series of paintings poured out. The half-hidden people brought a sense of time and space interweaving, like wandering in the garden for thousands of years.

The music suddenly turned, and the people went from front to back. The picture also changed from the late Qing Dynasty to gunfire, from steel chimneys to modern skyscrapers. The music went from grand to tragic to vast, and there was no other description except shocking.

The show is not just a musical instrument performance.

It has achieved a good scene integration and performance nature.

Chu Qinbai's presence, from hidden to appearing, from slow to fast, from single to double mallet, he is not the most prominent presence in the picture, but he makes people unconsciously focus on his position every second.

This is probably his innate quality as an actor.

Nearly four minutes of performance.

If someone is watching the live broadcast, they will find a lot of exclamation marks on the screen.

"It's so awesome, this visual, this artistic conception, this music, I would like to call it the best of this year's Spring Festival Gala!"

"It's scheduled to be a hot search."

"I'm so stunned, where is the crosstalk and skit that we agreed on?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a Brother Chu? My mom just asked me who the man on the stage was? I said, Mom, don't be fooled, this man has a terrible temper and is not worthy of being your son-in-law, hahaha."

"Where's your face? But in fact my mom also asked, I said you just watched his movie this afternoon... My grandma was shocked next to me, and said that it was the man in the movie who beat his wife and squandered the family property? That's unacceptable."

"Hahahahahahahaha."

"Actually, the previous show "Dad, I'm Back" was also very good. It was very touching. It was really appropriate for Brother Chu's show to be the finale."

"I can only say that it's very unfair to Chu Qinbai."

"Since he has a wife who is dedicated to developing people's livelihood enterprises, Mr. Chu's way is so righteous that I can't bear to watch it."

"Now those who hate him will probably have to think for two or three seconds."

"It's about to end."

"I will watch it over and over again."

"Hey, what's that on the big screen?"

The performance on the stage has reached the last half minute.

This grand picture scroll is coming to an end, and the music is gradually slowing down.

As the person standing in front of the chime stand slowly struck the chimes, a short rhythm came out, and a few lines of words gradually appeared on the big screen. Next to the subtitles was a yellow letter paper projected on it. The handwriting

that Zhou Sheng once praised was vigorous and powerful. "

Letter to You"

The wild geese will return north when the season comes, but all the mountains, rivers and rivers they have seen are there.

I guess you will like it very much.

In the future, go and experience the fireworks of roadside beer and barbecue, and the relaxation of night talk around the fire. The days are slow, the time is slow, and the New Year's blessings are also simple.

Every year has today.

Be healthy and safe, remember the past, and also look forward to the future.

——To the gentleman who came in 1945.

Whether it is on site or online, there are different interpretations of this letter.

"It's a kind of echo. Whether it's the theme of the movie released today or this program, such a letter feels very appropriate."

"Written in 1945, for the character?"

"No matter what it means, I just want to say that the last ten seconds when he stood in front of the chimes and rang them were simply divine. Inexplicably deep."

Zhou Sheng was originally completely immersed in this performance, and his eyes were always following Chu Qinbai.

Until the last ten seconds, he was stunned.

Looking at the screen and the person who wrote this letter.

After the end, he was pulled by the host for an interview and smiled and said a few Spring Festival greetings. Zhou Sheng was in the audience, but his heart was filled with it, and it took a long time to calm down.

So much so that Zhou Sheng couldn't get into the chorus later. As

the people in the audience stood up, Zhou Sheng was suddenly held by the hand from behind. He turned around suddenly, and the person who was on the stage not long ago suddenly appeared behind him.

Chu Qinbai saw his wide eyes and laughed, "What's wrong?"

"Why... did you come down?" Zhou Sheng reacted a little slowly.

"It's almost over." Chu Qinbai put on a long coat over the clothes he had just worn on stage, raised his hand to take off the big red scarf around his neck, put it around Zhou Sheng's neck, and leaned close to his ear, "Let's go."

Then Zhou Sheng was led by him in a daze.

With many smiling eyes around him, he followed him out of the studio.

When they got outside, the assistant rushed out with something.

They caught up with them at the door.

"Brother Chu, President Zhou." Chen Dengdeng called from behind: "The car hasn't come yet."

Zhou Sheng turned around and took another look at the snow outside the glass door, and smiled, "It's okay, let's go for a walk."

Chu Qinbai said to his assistant: "Didn't you say you wouldn't go back to Lancheng this year? You're going to your sister's house, right? She's in Jingshi, I'll give you a day off now, let's go."

"Ah?" Chen Dengdeng reacted in a second, surprised, "Really?"

Chu Qinbai nodded, "Otherwise there's still time off? The New Year's red envelope is with your sister Fan, remind others to remember to ask her for it after twelve o'clock."

The assistant almost jumped up, excited: "Okay."

He ran two steps, turned back and waved.

"Brother Chu, President Zhou, Happy New Year!! Brother Chu's box office is a big hit! President Zhou's work is going well!"

Zhou Sheng smiled: "Let's go, watch the road."

As he stepped out of the door, heavy snow rushed towards him.

Zhou Sheng stood on the stone steps, looked up and said: "It's actually snowing, it didn't snow before I set out."

Chu Qinbai turned him around and pulled his clothes for him.

"I told you there would be snow. It will definitely snow."

Some artists who had finished their performances in front of them were in a hurry to get home and had already left. But now it was almost twelve o'clock and most of them were waiting for the final countdown. After going down the stone steps, there were no artists but ordinary people who came out to celebrate the New Year.

On the open space outside, there was a family of three or four, some children playing with each other, and some middle-aged friends chatting.

A child suddenly rushed over and bumped into Zhou Sheng's knee.

Zhou Sheng bent down and helped him.

The child's mother ran over to grab her. When she looked up and saw the two handsome men in front of her, she was stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a few seconds, she first said to Chu Qinbai, "Are you Brother Chu?"

Chu Qinbai nodded to the man.

The young mother looked at Zhou Sheng again, "Then you are Mr. Zhou?"

"Yes." Zhou Sheng also admitted with a smile.

The young mother said, "I saw people saying that Mr. Zhou was also in the studio. It's actually true." She picked up her child and teased her, "Say hello to the two uncles."

The little girl obediently called Chu Qinbai, "Uncle."

She looked at Zhou Sheng and changed her words, "Brother."

Zhou Sheng laughed so hard.

She looked at Chu Qinbai and said, "Brother Chu, you are not old."

"Are you so happy?" Chu Qinbai pinched his face.

However, Zhou Sheng didn't expect why people knew he was in the studio, and he didn't ask. While saying goodbye to the mother and daughter with Chu Qinbai, he asked as they walked, "I didn't know you knew music theory? How long have you studied it?"

Chu Qinbai took his hand and said, "I was forced to do it at the last minute. I only provided the background and the overall idea. It was still difficult for you to learn the chimes."

"I like the show very much." Zhou Sheng stopped and turned around.

He stood in front of Chu Qinbai, looked at him, and asked, "What about the letter? It's from CCTV, is it okay?"

"Of course it's okay." Chu Qinbai stretched out his hand to pat the snow that had fallen on Zhou Sheng's scarf, and leaned forward slightly, "That's a little bit of my selfishness, given to you."

Zhou Sheng didn't speak for a long time.

That kind of touching feeling, I always feel that it is impossible to express it in words.

At this time, Chu Qinbai looked at the time on his wrist, "It's twelve o'clock."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers rang out around him, and then brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky.

Zhou Sheng looked up.

Chu Qinbai pulled open his coat and wrapped him in, and Zhou Sheng hugged his waist.

They stood in the crowd, and at this moment they were not conspicuous.

Chu Qinbai rubbed his cold ears and said, "We'll go back tomorrow. The old lady prepared a lot of food early in the morning and said she would take people to send it directly to Qiyuan. Aunt Zhang and Uncle Pan have cleaned everything at home, and the atmosphere should be very good. Don't deal with those cooperative bosses who you don't interact with on weekdays. Most of them come to ask for favors during the New Year. Xu Chao is expected to come to you for the New Year. Didn't his mother say that she made dumplings for you to try? It depends on the second or third day of the New Year. Go back to see your father. Annan will definitely bring Sheng Nian'an back. That kid likes you the most. Big brother will be there by then..."

Zhou Sheng listened to his voice quietly.

Winter is a good season. Autumn is over and spring will come next year.

The winter in Zhou Sheng's impression.

It is the thick snow that sank under his feet and could not be pulled out when he was a child.

It is the ice formed in the hands of the youth group.

It is the end of 1945.

But the winter now is a home that is waiting for him, and he is also looking forward to returning to it, the fireworks in the sky, and the embrace in front of him.

"Brother Chu."

"Yes."

"Three wishes in the world, wind like whispers, snow welcoming spring, and, always with you."

Chu Qinbai hugged him tightly.

After the reservation, he whispered: "Yes, in this life and the next, it will always be you."

The snow was getting heavier.

Surrounded by the carnival, this inch of frost and snow was not cold, and the heart was at peace.

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