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Chapter 263 I, Yu Qian, want to smoke, drink and perm my hair for generations

Hiding in a small building and becoming a united state, then it doesn’t matter if it’s winter, summer, spring and autumn.

The days of spring breeze are hard to tell whether it is day or night. On this day, Han Qiao tranced and pulled open the quilt, moved away the pink jade arm on his body, and walked into the toilet tremblingly. He accidentally saw the man in the mirror and was shocked. The man was unshaven, his cheeks were thin, his skin was dull, and his figure seemed to be withered. Han Qiao was in a daze. It turned out that I was hurt by the wine and color, so haggard.

How can a real man become addicted to wine and sex?

Han Qiao swore viciously that from today on, I will be incompatible with the wine and sex.

After washing his face with cold water, his dizzy head became clearer, and he got into the quilt with his butt. The soft powder ball squeezed in his arms and whimpered: "It's so cold, what time is it?"

Han Qiao looked down and saw that it was such a big stumbling block. He had to eat food in one bite and do things a little bit. He quit drinking today and quit sex tomorrow!

Convincing himself that Han Qiao was in a relaxed mood and reached out to pat him: "Sister Yuanyuan, stop sleeping, get up for a meeting."

Time flies, and it's afternoon again.

Waking up lazy, Han Qiao made breakfast in the kitchen, smashed eggs and fryed them in oil, golden and crispy, and boiled them with water, the noodles were put into the pot like a scattered flower. Master Han, who had been busy for several hours, shouted outside the door: "Sister Yuanyuan, call to send mutton in the mutton restaurant outside the community."

"Then order a few side dishes, don't be too spicy."

"Eat mutton again." Gao Yuanyuan muttered, her pink pajamas wrapped around her pretty figure, her furry slippers made a small piece of snow-white on her ankles, and put down the mop in her hand.

The cell phone on the tea table buzzed, and he reached out to take it, looked at it, walked to the kitchen, leaned against the door, and teased, "I dare not answer Sister Ma's phone number, so as not to say that I'll traffic you again."

"Sister Ma is not that scary." Han Qiao turned off the fire, poked Gao Yuanyuan's baby's fat face, and answered the phone. On the phone, Ma Jia's voice was booming: "Xiaoqiao, it's almost done. It's been a few days, and I can't do my job anymore. I'm in touch with you when you said Xu Zheng. There was a conflict over the schedules there. He said he called you to explain to you in person."

Xu Zheng has no schedule.

White paper burned on the grave, and fooling around?

When people are in a daze, Xu Zheng is gone, and no matter how you look at it, Han Qiao feels tricky: "Sister, I'll communicate with Xu Zheng again and continue to communicate with other actors here."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qiao flipped through the address book. He had Xu Zheng's phone number. At the beginning, "Love Traveling Through Time and Space" intended to invite him and Xu Zheng to play the role to create a two-man hero, but unfortunately, Han Qiao refused.

There was no cooperation, but there was still nodding.

In the call record, there were more than a dozen red missed calls. Han Qiao was a little embarrassed and dialed the phone. A few seconds later, Xu Zheng's voice came out: "Brother Han, why did you think about calling me?"

Ask aware of it.

Han Qiao smiled: "Brother Xu, what are you busy with recently?"

"There is a TV series to be filmed." Xu Zheng paused: "By the way, Brother Han, I would like to thank me for giving me the opportunity to star in the movie, but I'm really embarrassed. The schedule of the second half of the year is quite urgent. I wonder if I can wait here?"

At that time, in a high-end residential community in Shenghai JA District, Xu Zheng sat lazily on the sofa, and a pot of hot tea was brewed on the tea table beside him. This was his habit, and he developed it at Shenghai Drama Center. He picked up the tea cup, looked at the Huangpu River at dusk outside the balcony, and said casually: "I'm really sorry, I have the opportunity to cooperate next time."

Hang up the phone.

Tao Hong came over and wiped his hands on the apron and asked, "Han Qiao called back?"

"Back..."

"He is really a big name. I made more than a dozen calls but didn't answer..." Xu Zheng had a good impression of Han Qiao, but he had been tormented these days.

"He has this qualification." Tao Hong curled his lips, sat down and snatched the tea that had been cooled for a while, and swallowed the cows: "It's a pity that Han Qiao refused like this in the first movie."

"What do you think?"

Xu Zheng looked at the prodigal girls and said in pain: "He is the Spring Festival period. There are several blockbusters in the Spring Festival period. The investment of this film is only 5 million. This is my first film work, and the risk is too great."

“That’s right…”

"But it is not good to offend this way. In this way, I will find a relationship and give Qin Lan a gift..."

Xu Zheng nodded: "Prepare one for Gao Yuanyuan and Li Xiaoran, it's not a big deal..."

"It's a pity that Han Qiao, this time the movie is not good..."

Tao Hong smiled: "Even if the movie box office is not good, the Hanqiao in TV series is still the first-class in China..."

"You won't like him, right?" Xu Zheng touched his bare forehead, a little cold, looked suspiciously, and said jealously: "Han Qiao has three girlfriends now, and I'm the only one."

"What?" Tao Hong stopped doing it, put down the cup heavily, pulled open the apron, and looked at him: "It's a promising prospect, right? Why didn't you be so tough when you chased me? You still wanted to find three girlfriends. Han Qiao is handsome, she has so many hair, and you have lost all your hair. Can you do three?"

Xu Zheng shook his ears: "I'm so annoyed."

Han Qiao is amazing, I am not bad either!

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Han Qiao hung up the phone.

Xu Zheng was very popular at this time. "The Legend of Spring" is a popular national drama, and "Love Traveling Through Time and Space". It is a pillar of Shenghai Drama Art Center. It has a plum blossom award and a pound body. It can be said that its acting skills are all top-notch in the mainland. "Lost in the Road" lost Xu Zheng's franchise and had its wings broken before it even started to shoot.

This is really embarrassing.

The most important thing is that without Xu Zheng, Li Chenggong could not find a replacement candidate for a while.

Han Qiao was worried.

A warm touch came from his arm, and Han Yuanyuan stretched out her fingers to smooth Han Qiao's frown, disgusted: "So young, I'm so ugly."

"What's wrong? The movie is not going well."

Han Qiao touched Gao Yuanyuan's soft hand and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just a little bump. By the way, let's go out to eat later. Don't you want to open a bar?"

"We happened to go and see the place."

"Okay, I don't want to forget it." Han Yuanyuan felt a little disappointed. She thought about it and said seriously: "Han Qiao, no matter how others view it, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that I have confidence in you, and you will definitely succeed in this movie."

He died young.

Han Qiao's heart was pounding, and it seemed impossible to succeed in quitting sex.

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A woman's waiting may be the birth and death of a species.

When Han Qiao was almost dizzy and drowsy, Gao Yuanyuan finally packed up and walked out of the room with her bag.

Han Qiao looked at it, with a plain face facing the sky, long hair shawl, a simple white wool sweater, light blue jeans, it will take so long.

"How is this? I've carefully matched it." Gao Yuanyuan spread her hands and turned around, looking forward to asking: "Does the makeup look good?"

Han Qiao quickly flattered, but he couldn't say he was flattered. Gao Yuanyuan looked bland and had a fresh and refined temperament. Her simple style dress just showed a light and gentle style. She naturally decorated her body and gave birth to lotus flowers.

Gao Yuanyuan was very satisfied and she had spent more than an hour of "heart makeup".

The two drove around the Beihai.

Yanjing has a strong bar culture, originated from rock. At the beginning, this was the exclusive job for the children of the big courtyard. After so many years, rock has spread and bars are everywhere. The most famous ones are Beihai and Houhai.

The bars in Houhai have a strong commercial flavor, while the bars in Beihai are much quieter.

On the car.

Han Qiao saw through the car window. At this time, the neon lights were on, and the bar was open. Young people in groups of three or three were wandering at the intersection: "Sister Yuanyuan, do you think this place can be done?"

Gao Yuanyuan looked at it and said, "Go down and have a walk."

"OK."

Hanqiao is a good car. This is an alley behind Beihai. There are not as many people in the front alley, and the bar is deserted.

Han Qiao and Gao Yuanyuan walked along the alley and looked at several stores. The business was deserted and there were mostly transfer signs hanging at the door. Gao Yuanyuan was a little confused: "This place is quiet, but the business is too bad. If this continues, we will probably lose to death."

Han Qiao didn't expect that Gao Yuanyuan had the idea of ​​making money, and wondered: "Sister Yuanyuan, are you sure you can make money by clearing it?"

Gao Yuanyuan was already full of plans, but when she heard this, she felt depressed, and her eyes turned Han Qiao, stroked her hair that was splattered by the wind, and said unhappy: "I don't make money, you can support me."

"I'll support you." Han Qiao blurted out.

"Let's talk about it when you are legally married." Gao Yuanyuan "spit" in disgust, not wanting to continue the topic, so she looked away: "Let's go to the front street to take a look."

The front street is much more lively, with lights and wine, and singing ripples in the night.

After walking around, Gao Yuanyuan sat on a stone bench, her two well-proportioned legs straightened, and she hammered them, sighed and said, "It seems that the business is not that easy to do. The back street is too quiet and the front street is too lively, and it is not ideal."

Han Qiao handed over the golden corn, picked up Gao Yuanyuan's legs and placed them on her knees, hammered and pressed them, ate tofu, and thought for a while, and asked, "Sister Yuanyuan, do you want to open the cleaning, just want to have a friend chat with me?"

"Yes." Gao Yuanyuan slowly chewed the corn with red lips, and she felt like a hamster eating. Seeing Han Qiao's side face, under the light, Han Qiao's face was soft, with a gentle and serious expression. A warm current surged in her heart. She couldn't help but say: "Xiaoqiao, I want to open a bar. In addition to my friends, there is another important reason..."

After pausing, putting down the corn, hesitating, "Actually, I'm under great pressure, so I want to have a place that belongs only to me. You don't know, it's a blessing to pretend to be a goddess."

"Then let's not pretend."

Han Qiao patted his legs and signaled to change his other legs, saying, "We are public figures, but there is no need to do everything according to the public's ideas. Just give the audience the right way. It's not that others think you are a goddess, but you must be as good as a goddess. This is too tiring, so how comfortable it is."

"How could you say so easily?" Gao Yuanyuan poked Han Qiao's face: "I'm not like you, talented and willful. Only when I play "Gao Yuanyuan" well can the audience not be disappointed?"

Han Qiao smiled: "Why do I listen to you look down on me a little?"

As he said that, he put his hands on Gao Yuanyuan's shoulders and said seriously: "In my heart, Sister Yuanyuan is always the best, so, for me, you are just Gao Yuanyuan, not Gao Yuanyuan in the eyes of the audience."

"So numb." Gao Yuanyuan pretended to be disgusting, spit out her pink and tender red tongue, stretched out the corn, and came to Hanqiao, with a smile on her lips: "But I like it very much, I reward you with a big corn, keep cheering on."

Sugar-coated cannonballs.

Eat the sugar coat and shoot the shells back.

It took a long time.

Han Qiao shouted: "I understand, it's so boring to open a bar. Sister Yuanyuan, I'll take you to a place."

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Han Qiao drove to Zhengyangmen, DC. In the dark night, the ancient watchtower of Zhengyangmen stood in the night.

After passing the watchtower, I drove along the road for more than ten minutes and turned into the west entrance of Dashanlan.

The two got out of the car and walked with them. There were old restaurants with ancient and ancient styles on both sides of the street, with big red lanterns hanging, people coming and going, which was quite lively.

Han Qiao pointed to a two-story building with red tiles and white walls and said, "Sister Yuanyuan, we are here."

"Guangde Tower."

Han Yuanyuan is an old Yanjing native. The First Street of China is a famous opera-listening shop in Yanjing. She said, "You won't want me to open a Peking Opera shop, Xiaoqiao, why don't you forget it, the expenses are too high."

"Go in and have a look."

Han Qiao held Gao Yuanyuan's hand and mingled in the abortion.

Guangde Building is a small building on the second floor, with 200 seats on the first floor and 10 luxurious private rooms on the second floor.

An advertisement stands at the door: "Yanjing Crosstalk Conference".

That's right, this is Guo Degang's acre of three-point land.

In my previous life, I heard that Gao Yuanyuan liked to listen to Deyun Club's crosstalk, and even could say a few words.

However, at this time, Deyun Club had not been established. Guo Degang had been in Yanjing for 7 years, and his wife he had saved was originally this "Yanjing Crosstalk Conference".

Han Qiao thought that since this is the case, it would be better to invest in Deyun Club. This will not only bring Gao Yuanyuan’s thoughts, but she will also have her own business in the future.

On the platform ahead, the kind-eyed fat man was wearing a dark coat. A short and chubby middle-aged man next to him was very unique, with small sunglasses, wavy curls, green coat, and a folding fan.

There are small notes on the table.

Han Qiao and Gao Yuanyuan found an inconspicuous corner to sit down, looked up and said that it was Guo Degang and Yu Qian who were talking about crosstalk.

Gao Yuanyuan had heard crosstalk before, but in her impression, she had no interest in crosstalk. She turned to look at Han Qiao and saw Han Qiao crossing her legs and catching melon seeds. She was just watching curiously, smiled, reached out to take the teapot, and poured a cup of hot tea for Han Qiao.

Guo Degang held his hands on the stage and said with a smile: "Hundreds of people are coming, come and listen to crosstalk, come and praise us..."

"Um"

"Actually, many viewers like you, Mr. Yu Qian."

Yu Qian continued: "Love."

Guo Degang smiled wickedly: "My partner with Teacher Yu has been a few times, and it has helped me a lot..."

"Hey, you are too polite, you dare not say it."

"What if I, Guo Degang, have achieved such a little success?" Guo Degang pulled his fingers apart.

"Oh...you..."

"So it's entirely due to my own efforts..."

"Oh, say..." Yu Qian wanted to be modest several times, but his raised hand was stunned.

There was a lot of laughter from the audience.

Yu Qian wondered: "That... if you don't talk about me in the future, don't tell me if you're going to show me."

"I haven't finished speaking?"

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The two of them talked in a great way on the stage.

The audience also supported the audience and laughed from time to time.

Han Qiao turned around and looked at Gao Yuanyuan. Gao Yuanyuan's fair neck was raised, her long soft hair was draped over her shoulders, her delicate nose was upright, and her red lips were smiling slightly. Han Qiao smiled and handed over the melon seeds that had been plied. Gao Yuanyuan looked down in confusion. He took Han Qiao's melon seeds, picked up one with his bare hands, fed it to Han Qiao, picked it up by himself, and stretched his eyebrows, which showed that he was in a good mood.

Forty minutes of a crosstalk.

With the end of the show.

Gao Yuanyuan stretched her waist, revealing half of her pink waist around her waist. She looked back at Han Qiao and looked at him with a look of her and said excitedly: "I didn't expect crosstalk to be so interesting. It's so funny. Is that chubby person Mr. Guo?"

"Yes, Guo Degang smashed Gang." Han Qiao said casually: "Sister Yuanyuan, do you want to go to the backstage to see him?"

"May I?"

"Of course it's OK." Han Qiao grabbed Gao Yuanyuan's hand. Maybe she was protected too well when she was a child. Gao Yuanyuan was soft-hearted and did not fight or rob. Sometimes she thought to herself, but she wouldn't take the initiative to ask for it.

If someone gives it to you, he will ask, "Do you really give it to me?"

It's quite fun.

Han Qiao took Gao Yuanyuan to the backstage. There was actually no shortage of people here, but they were all rich people in the private room. They wanted to meet the good gentlemen and those who were particular, and they would leave a contact information to pass by the mansion one day.

Crosstalk is an old business passed down by our ancestors, and there are many rules.

Han Qiao and others were almost done, so they walked over, pulled off their masks, and said politely to the staff: "Hello, I am Han Qiao. I want to see Mr. Guo. Don't you know if Mr. Guo is available?"

The staff was so busy that they didn't raise their heads and said, "It's too late to be the next day."

Han Qiao smiled and handed over the banknotes: "Please inform me."

The staff didn't expect Han Qiao to be so generous. When he looked up, he looked familiar. He looked carefully and was amused: "Aren't you that person... the big star Han Qiao?"

"You also like to listen to crosstalk, so I'll inform Mr. Guo now."

Han Qiao is a popular star, and crosstalk is a niche. There are only these people in the circle. In fact, there are only a hundred people in this game.

Han Qiao's arrival is also a promotion for the theater.

After a while.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian came hand in hand and saw Han Qiao from afar. Guo Degang said politely: "Mr. Han is here, please come inside."

Han Qiao held Gao Yuanyuan's hand and smiled: "Mr. Guo, Mr. Yu, please come inside."

People carry people in the flower sedan chair, and they are just a face.

There is a lounge in the backstage.

After several people sat down.

Han Qiao said politely: "I have heard the wonderful crosstalk between Mr. Guo and Mr. Yu in Qianmen for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be even more exciting than I thought."

Guo Degang waved his hand modestly: "Mr. Han is always in love with the audience."

Han Qiao introduced Gao Yuanyuan to Guo Degang. He heard that Gao Yuanyuan liked to listen to crosstalk, so Guo Degang gave her his usual folding fan on the spot and invited her to support her in the future.

Several people nagged for a few words.

Leave a contact information.

Han Qiao stood up and said goodbye. Guo Degang was about to leave too. Several people walked out the door. Just as they reached the door, a child plunged into Han Qiao's arms. He whispered and sat down on the ground with a chubby voice. He was not afraid of pain. He jumped up and shouted, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Han Qiao hasn't spoken yet.

Guo Degang grabbed the child's ear with one hand, jumped up and down regardless of the child, and said apologetically: "Mr. Han offended him. This is Guo Qilin, a young man, who is ignorant."

Han Qiao looked at Guo Qilin with a big fart and struggled to pull it off. Most of the white butts shook. Han Qiao took out his cell phone, wiped it, and waved his hand: "A small matter, a child is ignorant, just beat him."

Guo Qilin's body stiffened and became honest.

"Hahaha..." Yu Qian laughed loudly and scared Guo Qilin, saying, "Did you hear it? Why don't you apologize quickly?"

"sorry."

"I was wrong."

Guo Qilin decisively bent down to apologize.

Han Qiao smiled. He wasn't going to compete with a child. After saying goodbye, he turned to the backstage and gave him a reward of 3,000 yuan.

This is also a good custom. If you say something bad, the audience will be able to coax you to step down in anger. If you say something good, of course you will also give rewards.

The two got into the car.

Gao Yuanyuan was in a good mood. She played with folding fans and fanned at Han Qiao, glaring at her charmingly: "You are so adult, you are bullying children."

"How old?" Han Qiao looked serious: "That's not the legal marriage age."

"You don't dare to marry me when you are here." Gao Yuanyuan blurted out, then felt a little disappointed, closed the fan, and opened it unconsciously.

Han Qiao Qiaomi looked at her, held Gao Yuanyuan's hand with one hand, and said, "How is it? Crosstalk is not bad, do you think we should invest in Guo Degang's crosstalk stage..."

"In this way, if you are upset and in a bad mood in the future, come and listen to crosstalk."

Gao Yuanyuan felt so sad that she only owned one-third of Han Qiao. She heard this and said, "It's really OK?"

"Of course." Han Qiao pinched it hard.

"I have no objection." Gao Yuanyuan looked at Han Qiao: "Listen to you."

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After returning home.

Han Qiao took advantage of Gao Yuanyuan's trip to wash up, thinking about who to find to replace Xu Zheng.

Thinking of the afternoon crosstalk, I suddenly noticed...

Guo Degang said that crosstalk is good and has the experience of the boss. Moreover, the typhoon on the stage is very stable, and he still has the foundation of the boss. Since this is the case, it is better to invite Xia...bah...Shen Teng.

Shen Teng and Xu Zheng have some similar ways. The most important thing is that they are born with a comedy sense. If they don’t have to act, they will laugh when they stand there.

He has a good collaboration, and Shen Teng has several movies, so Han Qiao doesn't mind continuing to let him star in it.

and.

Shen Teng has now graduated from the military arts and has experience in acting, so it is not difficult for Li Chenggong to succeed.

Compared with Xu Zheng, Shen Teng's salary is even smaller.

He did what he said, Han Qiao called Ma Jia and told Shen Teng about his information.

Ma Jia was running, and she complained in anger and hung up the phone directly.

Han Qiao's awkward toe clasped the floor.

After dealing with the movie, Han Qiao thought of Bai Xiang again. The advertisement was still in contact, but the popularity of the Internet has no connection with Bai Xiang for the time being. Han Qiao asked the company's navy to build momentum, but the effect was not great. Now, there is still a point of detonation.

pity.

Han Qiao really couldn't imagine it.

As he was thinking hard, his eyebrows were a little cool. Gao Yuanyuan's white silk nightgown and wet hair wrapped in a towel, saying, "Why are you frowning again? Don't think about it anymore. It's so late, go and take a shower."

Han Qiao laughed: "It's more important to have a meeting."

(End of this chapter)