Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

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"Teacher Gu has worked hard all day and deserves a good rest. It's alright, it's our job to thank you."

The director's face was beaming with smiles, his enthusiasm so great he seemed ready to tear his heart out for Gu Qing to see.

"We are truly grateful that you took the time out of your busy schedule to help us promote our products."

The producer echoed this sentiment, holding Gu Qing's hands and shaking them up and down seven or eight times before refusing to let go.

The staff members around them nodded repeatedly, their faces filled with expressions of "understanding," "consideration," and "you should rest now."

For such a short distance, from the elevator to the door, the director insisted on arranging for three staff members to "escort" them.

If Gu Qing hadn't repeatedly declined, they would have almost had the hotel staff take out her wheelchair and personally push her upstairs.

The extent of their attentiveness was almost overwhelming for Gu Qing.

Where did Sister Ma go?

Upon entering the elevator, Gu Qing looked around but couldn't find Ma Sichun anywhere.

He was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth, but his expression remained unchanged. He maintained a polite smile and dealt with the flattery of those around him.

The noise gradually subsided only when the elevator reached the top floor.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a thick carpet in the corridor that was soft and quiet underfoot.

The wall lamps on both sides emit a warm yellow light, which shines on the beige wallpaper, making it look especially cozy.

"Boss, you haven't had dinner yet. Would you like me to order you something to eat?" Zhao Ya asked from behind.

"No need." Gu Qing shook her head. "Sister Xiaoya, you should get some rest too. I'll order something when we get back."

He just wants some peace and quiet right now.

That last round of socializing was more tiring than playing a game.

"Okay, boss. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Zhao Ya nodded, said no more, and left with her other assistants after putting away their luggage.

Gu Qing raised her hand and swiped to open the door. With a soft "beep," the smart door lock popped open.

He pushed open the door and casually inserted the room card into the slot to turn on the power. The main light and ambient light in the room instantly lit up one after another, illuminating the large space.

The presidential suite, costing tens of thousands of dollars a night, is naturally incredibly spacious.

The living room, bedroom, study, and walk-in closet together cover at least 100 square meters. The floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of Shanghai's nightscape, with countless lights twinkling like diamonds scattered across the floor.

But the more spacious it is, the more deserted it seems.

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, opened her luggage, picked out two changes of clothes, and headed straight for the bathroom.

The warm water washed away the day's fatigue.

the other side.

Ma Sichun and Wang Churan carefully ordered a table full of dishes, specifically choosing a good balance of meat and vegetables, and instructed the kitchen to prepare them in a light and palatable manner.

The two excitedly found Zhao Ya on their floor.

"Zhao Ya, could you swipe our elevator cards for us? We want to go up to find Xu Yi."

Ma Sichun urged impatiently.

"This……"

Looking at the two pretty girls in front of her, Zhao Ya felt a little hesitant.

As Gu Qing's chief agent, she must always be mindful of her boss's image and privacy, and cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.

"Ms. Sichun, are you two looking for the boss to have dinner with?

She wore a gentle and polite smile, and spoke in a soft and peaceful tone.

"Yes, we ordered a lot of food. Hurry up and swipe your card, we're starving."

Ma Sichun clutched her stomach.

Zhao Ya hesitated for a moment, then asked casually, "Aren't your own assistants coming along?"

She paused, her tone becoming increasingly tactful and cautious: "Of course it's not that I'm overthinking it, but the entertainment industry is under too much scrutiny these days. What if I'm caught on camera by a hidden camera in the hotel or by a sasaeng fan?"

"Even if you have a thousand mouths, you won't be able to explain yourself then, and it won't be good for your reputation or our boss's."

The infidelity scandal involving Yang Mi that caused such a stir a while ago still leaves traces online.
In the entertainment industry, even the slightest disturbance can be blown out of proportion, so she has to be careful.

As Gu Qing's agent, she had to consider her boss's image and reputation in every way and could not afford to make any mistakes.

"Oh, you can rest assured!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Sichun waved her hand, "The production crew had already informed the hotel that all the cameras had been temporarily turned off."
This hotel is specifically designed for entertainers, so it offers a high degree of privacy; there is a guarantee of privacy to be guaranteed.

"Are you afraid of two little girls like us? Do you think we can eat Xu Yi up?"

"Let's eat! Let's eat!"

Wang Churan nodded vigorously beside her, her little face full of the expression "we are good people," and her voice was soft and sweet, sounding exceptionally sincere.

Looking at the two beautiful and upright faces in front of her, Zhao Ya's concerns gradually dissipated.

One of the girls was an old friend of Gu Qing's, with whom he had worked on "The Left Ear," and they knew each other well.

another,
She is tall, but looks young and innocent, shy and well-behaved; she probably won't cause any trouble.

"How could that be? Ms. Sichun, please come here."

Without further hesitation, Zhao Ya took out her elevator card and swiped it lightly on the sensor, unlocking the access restriction to the top floor.

He wisely refrained from following them, giving them ample private space.

The instant the elevator doors slowly closed, Zhao Ya immediately pulled out her phone and typed rapidly, sending a message to Gu Qing:
"Boss, Ms. Sichun said she wants to have dinner with you. I've already swiped my card and let them go upstairs."

The message had just been sent successfully when she thought for a moment and couldn't help but add a thoughtful reminder:
"The cameras aren't on, boss, please take care of yourself."

"Ding dong."

A crisp announcement rang out, and the elevator smoothly arrived at the top floor.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, Ma Sichun and Wang Churan, who had been excited just moments before, suddenly became somewhat guilty and nervous.

The two walked hand in hand, dawdling as they approached Gu Qing's tightly closed door. They pushed and shoved each other, neither willing to be the first to knock.

"Cousin, you...you go knock on the door."

Ma Sichun shrank his neck and shoved Wang Churan in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of fear.

“You’re the older sister, you should go first.” Wang Churan shrank back, shaking her head vigorously.

"I'm Xiao Ma, you're my older sister, go ahead and knock!"

"You and Brother Gu Qing are the closest, so it's most appropriate for you to knock on the door!"

The two were quietly pushing and bickering at the door, exchanging words back and forth.

Finally, Ma Sichun took a deep breath, bit her lower lip, and steeled herself to take a step forward.

"Boom boom boom——"

Slender fingers tapped lightly on the door, producing a crisp sound.

"Xu Yi, we've come to have dinner with you!"

There was complete silence inside the door; there was no response.

Wang Churan quickly pulled out a small mirror she always carried with her from her pocket and turned it on.

She carefully tidied the messy strands of hair on her forehead in front of the mirror, then gently pursed her lips.
Only after making sure that she looked radiant and perfectly presentable did she quietly put the mirror back.

The two waited patiently at the door for a few more moments.

The room remained completely silent, as if no one was there.

"That's strange, what's going on? He's not even answering the phone?"

Ma Sichun frowned, knocked on the door a few more times, and even took out his phone to make a voice call to Gu Qing. Only a monotonous "no answer" tone came from the receiver, and there was still no response.

Her face gradually turned deathly pale. Panicked, she grabbed Wang Churan's hand and whispered anxiously, "Cousin, is Xu Yi angry with me?"

She secretly regretted not stopping the director and the others from putting on such a grand welcoming scene downstairs, with all the escorting and polite formalities, which might have annoyed Gu Qing instead.

"I don't think so... I don't think so."

Wang Churan also seemed a little unsure of herself, her voice unconsciously softening as she timidly guessed, "Perhaps Brother Gu Qing was too tired today and accidentally fell asleep..."

The two little girls were so frightened that they stood at the door, completely at a loss, almost spinning around in panic—

With a soft creak.

The tightly closed door was suddenly opened from the inside.

A wave of warm, moist air, mixed with the refreshing and clean scent of soapberry, wafted towards me.

Ma Sichun and Wang Churan subconsciously looked up, their beautiful eyes widening instantly, and they both froze on the spot.

Gu Qing stood at the door, clearly having just finished showering.

She wore a loose white T-shirt that draped casually over her body, revealing her slender neck, and a pair of loose mid-length shorts that showed off her shapely and straight calves.

His wet, black hair was still dripping with water, and a few soft strands clung to his smooth forehead, making his already handsome face even more refined and gentle.

Without the makeup of the stage and in front of the camera, his features became even cleaner and more defined. Stripped of the dazzling aura of a star, he resembled a tender green blade of grass sprouting after the rain, fresh and pleasant.

He looks like a manga boy straight out of an anime, without any trace of effeminacy, appearing clean, refreshing, and full of youthful energy.

"Why did you two come all the way here to call me for dinner?"

Gu Qing looked at Ma Sichun and Wang Churan, who were standing dumbfounded at the door, with a puzzled expression on her face and a lazy tone as if she had just taken a shower.

"I already told your director that I can just eat whatever I want in my room, no need to go to any trouble."

Ma Sichun finally snapped out of her daze at the image of the handsome man emerging from the bath; the tips of her ears instantly turned bright red, but she forced herself to remain calm.

"Xu Yi, we came to your room specifically to have dinner with you."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, trying to slip into the room, saying, "We've already ordered the food, it'll be served right away!"

"oops--"

Suddenly, a warm hand gently pressed against her forehead, the force not strong, but it steadily pushed her back.

Gu Qing's face darkened slightly.
"Are you crazy? Coming to my room for dinner in the middle of the night?"

He turned to look at Wang Churan, who was standing next to him with a flushed face, who had secretly glanced at him before quickly lowering her head, looking shy and bashful. He was even more furious.

He raised his hand, curled his fingers, and gently flicked Ma Sichun's forehead.

"And what's the meaning of bringing Chu Ran here? What exactly do you want?!"

"I didn't do anything! I wasn't thinking anything!"

Ma Sichun covered her forehead, complaining aggrievedly, "Chu Ran wanted to come herself!"
We ordered this food especially for you because we saw you'd been busy all day without eating, so you wouldn't go hungry! Don't get the wrong idea, okay?

"I...I didn't mean anything by it."

Hearing that Ma Sichun had actually come to bring him food because she was worried he was hungry, Gu Qing felt guilty, realizing that she had been too harsh with her words.

He slightly stepped aside to make room for the doorway.

"Alright, don't be upset, come in."

Wang Churan lowered her head, her cheeks burning hot, and took small steps, becoming the first to enter the room.

Stepping into the spacious and luxurious suite, she finally mustered the courage to quietly look up at Gu Qing.
"Brother Gu Qing, the food will be ready and delivered soon."

She paused for a moment, then quickly whispered an explanation for Ma Sichun: "I asked Sister Sichun to bring me along, so please don't be angry with her, Brother Gu Qing."

She took a deep breath, her cheeks growing redder, but she still mustered all her courage, closed her eyes, and said it earnestly:

"I really like you. I've read all your works and all your interviews. I've always supported you."

"Yes, I misunderstood her."

Does it hurt a lot?

"Ugh, it hurts!" Ma Sichun nodded vigorously. "There are probably marks on it! Look!"

She stepped forward and got closer to Gu Qing, put her hands down, and stood on tiptoe with a wronged expression.

The scent of soapberry was even stronger. A fair and full forehead came into view, without a single mark on it.

Gu Qing reached out and gently touched the smooth skin with her fingertips.

"I didn't use much force, and there's no mark."

Maschin was somewhat enjoying this feeling.

The fragrance of soapberry intensified at the tip of her nose, and she tilted her head back, blinking her eyes.

"Yes! Can you blow on it for me?"

Are you sick in the head? How old are you?

Gu Qing gently pushed her shoulder away, clearly annoyed.

"They're too close."

"How old are you?" Ma Sichun pressed closer, clinging to him affectionately. "I'm not even 30 yet!"

"Xu Yi, just once! Just once! Just blow it once!"

Wang Churan, who was eavesdropping from behind, opened her mouth slightly, utterly shocked.

It seemed to be the first time she had seen Ma Sichun act so affectionately and clingily, a stark contrast to her usual carefree demeanor.

She couldn't help but silently complain to herself: How could her cousin Ye Zhao be so...so effeminate!

"Don't move."

Gu Qing was so overwhelmed by the advances that she almost retreated to the wall.

He pressed down on Ma Sichun's shoulders, about to give him a perfunctory answer—

"Boom~"

Seizing the opportunity, Ma Sichun tiptoed and pressed her red lips to his.

Then, she ran happily towards the living room.

"Haha! Xu Yi, you idiot! You fell for the same trick twice!"

The laughter was triumphant and ostentatious.

This scene is reminiscent of the set of the film "The Left Ear" years ago.

The classic scene where Xu Yi is tricked by the mischievous Li Bala on the beach and innocently loses his first kiss is vividly recalled.

Gu Qing stood there, stunned, and touched her mouth.

Watching Ma Sichun frolicking and jumping on the sofa, memories of filming vividly surfaced.

He was immediately at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Hey lady, you're a woman, can't you pay a little more attention to your image?"

As Gu Qing passed by the little girl who seemed to be turning to stone in the wind, he felt a little embarrassed.

He reached out and gently closed Wang Churan's delicate chin, which was about to drop.

"Chu Ran, don't follow your sister Si Chun's example when filming in the future," he earnestly advised. "She's not mentally sound."

"Do you understand?"

"I...I understand."

Wang Churan's face was contorted with grievance, and she was about to cry.

You little bastard, Ma!

How could anyone tarnish my idol's image in front of me?!

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Not long after, a crisp knock sounded on the door again.

Hotel staff pushed food carts, delivering the carefully prepared meals to the rooms one by one, and skillfully arranged the dishes neatly on the coffee table in the living room.

Four dishes and a soup, steaming hot and fragrant, the rich aroma of the food instantly filled the entire living room, whetting one's appetite.

"Cousin, come here! Sit over here, sit next to me!"

Ma Sichun sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, patted the spot next to him, and waved excitedly at Wang Churan with a smug look on his face.

"I'm not going! I want to sit with Brother Gu Qing!"

Wang Churan rebelliously turned her head away, took small steps to Gu Qing's other side, and sat down close to him.

The two girls, one on the left and one on the right, like two saplings, firmly sandwiched Gu Qing in the middle, leaving no gap whatsoever.

"Gentlemen, could you please give me just a little bit of room to move around?"

Gu Qing was squeezed so tightly that she couldn't stretch her arms out, and her hand holding the chopsticks had nowhere to go. She was trapped in the middle and couldn't move.

"I can't even stretch out my arms, how am I supposed to eat?"

"oh oh……"

Ma Sichun and Wang Churan then belatedly realized what was happening and carefully shifted their positions slightly with their bottoms.

It was only a tiny bit, almost negligible.

Gu Qing sighed helplessly, deciding not to argue with them anymore, and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.

The atmosphere at the table was warm yet subtly ambiguous, and the air itself seemed to grow warmer.

Ma Sichun wore loose shorts, revealing two round, fair, and smooth long legs with delicate and smooth skin.

She would occasionally pick up the serving chopsticks to put food on Gu Qing's plate, and her arm would inadvertently brush against his arm, the smooth and warm touch of their skin clearly conveyed to her.

Wang Churan wore a light-colored, gentle dress, the hem of which draped across the carpet, revealing glimpses of her slender, white legs beneath.

She followed her cousin's example and served food to Gu Qing, her knees lightly touching Gu Qing's knees as she sat cross-legged each time she bent down, gentle and careful.

Whether it was an unintentional coincidence or a deliberate little scheme, it is unclear.

Gu Qing didn't pay much attention at first, but as these subtle touches happened more often, he gradually became a little uncomfortable.

The smooth, warm touch of skin, the faint, sweet fragrance of a young girl surrounding me, the barely perceptible, light touch...

Gu Qing subconsciously moved a little to the left, and Ma Sichun immediately followed quietly a little.

He moved a little to the right, and Wang Churan followed closely behind.

The two of them were like two small plasters, impossible to shake off.

As we ate—

Gu Qing suddenly slammed down her chopsticks, abruptly turned around, grabbed a soft cushion from the sofa behind her, hugged it to her chest, and said in despair:
"I'm full! You guys keep eating, I'm not eating anymore!"

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Ma Sichun couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Xu Yi, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell, or do you have a fever?"

She blinked innocently, leaned forward, and gently rested her delicate body on Gu Qing's shoulder. With concern, she reached out a cold hand and gently stroked his forehead and cheek, her fingertips caressing him delicately.

"It's so hot! You're not really running a fever, are you?"

"Sister Ma."

Gu Qing reached out and gently pressed down on her wrist, gritted her teeth and retreated to the sofa behind her, her other hand still tightly holding the pillow in her arms, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Who do you think has a fever?!"

"Xu Yi, the child is still here, watch your words."

Ma Sichun's pretty face flushed red, and she became shy.

"I'm an adult! I'm not a child!"

"However, I didn't understand."

Wang Churan's face turned bright red, and she covered her ears, clearly trying to hide something.

The temperature in the air seemed to have risen a few degrees.

Even Ma Sichun herself was finding it hard to handle.

She fanned herself with her hand, exhaling hot air, and changed the subject.

"Xu Yi, do you know what Xiao Tong has been up to lately?"

"I don't know." Gu Qing was also adjusting her breathing and calming herself down.

"Don't get angry when I tell you this."

Ma Sichun suddenly turned to the side and sat on the carpet, placing her hands on Gu Qing's legs as he sat on the sofa.

"Why would I be angry with Xiaotong when I'm perfectly fine?" Gu Qing asked, puzzled.

"You'll know once I tell you."

Ma Sichun glanced around mysteriously before whispering:

"Xiao Tong is filming with Lu Han. I heard... that the two of them seem to be... dating."

"what?!"

Before Gu Qing could react, Wang Churan next to her exploded.

"Sister Xiaotong is dating Lu Han?!"

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"How could she do this? Didn't she say her ideal type is Gu Qing?!"

"She even said she wouldn't date anyone but Gu Qing! How could she be dating Lu Han? And doesn't she know about Lu Han's relationship with Gu Qing?!"

As a longtime fan of Gu Qing, Wang Churan found it completely unacceptable.

Guan Xiaotong is one of Gu Qing's most well-known fans.

After collaborating on "The Left Ear," she mentioned Gu Qing in interviews with various media outlets more than once, always with the adoration of a devoted fan.

She said, "I most want to date Gu Qing."

She is often linked to Gu Qing in trending searches, and the Gu family members have a very good impression of her.

After all, the sense of satisfaction a female celebrity in the industry feels when she is completely infatuated with her own younger brother is far more satisfying than seeing her rival suffer a setback.

But who would have thought—

The most famous fan leader has started dating Lu Han.

Lu Han and Gu Qing were definitely competitors!
What is this called!
"Traitor! This is a traitor!"

Wang Churan's face turned red with anger, and her fists clenched tightly.

"Shh~ Cousin, keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear you!"

Ma Sichun was terrified and quickly gestured for her to calm down.

Then, she looked at Gu Qing, patted his leg comfortingly, and rested her chin on her hand.

"It's alright, Xu Yi. Even if Xiao Tong doesn't like you, my cousin and I will always support you."

I don't like either of them, but they're a perfect match.

Ma Sichun muttered to himself.

She wasn't just making things up.

Guan Xiaotong once had a really tough time during a game of snapping rubber bands on an episode of Happy Camp. The snap brought tears to her eyes, and she still feels pain when she thinks about it.

As for Lu Han, there's no need to say more.

When she appeared on Running Man for the third season, Lu Han said, "These pajamas are what my mom wears," which made her furious.

Two rude people together—

In Ma Sichun's opinion, they are quite a good match.

You'd better lock this up forever!

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...(End of this chapter)