This morning, while Qin Xiaobao was still sleeping, he felt a fragrant and warm body squeeze into the bed. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Wang Bingbing laughing.
I looked at the time and saw it was less than eight o'clock.
The weather was cold and the air conditioner hadn't been turned on yet. Qin Xiaobao held her in his arms and rubbed his chin on her little head: "What's wrong with you so early?"
"I'm happy." Wang Bingbing hugged her boyfriend tightly.
Qin Xiaobao was a little confused. He didn't go to bed until after three o'clock last night. Professor Chen was so helpful that he gave a reply in two days. Huayi called and communicated directly with Kiwi Tao, saying that Ge You and the company were interested in "Let the Bullets Fly"
Interested and hope to receive a more complete script.
Before that, the screenwriters had been working. Starting from the afternoon, he took a few people in front of the computer and sorted out Lao Tang's lines. It was impossible to finish them completely. He also told Huayi in advance.
However, the script needs to be polished, and as a professional agency, we will definitely understand.
Wang Bingbing was bored with her boyfriend for a while, took out her mobile phone, and said those words to him: "Brother Xiaobao, look at it..."
The mobile phone has a Douyin interface, and the MV of "Wine among Flowers" is playing in it. Wang Bingbing is dressed as a classical beauty from the Western Regions, singing and dancing in a palace-like setting.
Although Qin Xiaobao hasn't woken up yet, he knows what he should do as his boyfriend at this moment.
First, I watched the MV carefully, and then I praised it fiercely from the singing, styling, makeup, and figure.
During this period, I secretly glanced at Wang Bingbing a few times out of the corner of my eye. Wang Bingbing's eyebrows were dancing and her feet under the quilt were kicking happily, so I knew that I had done the right thing.
"Hey, why are there only more than 3,000 likes?" Qin Xiaobao asked, pointing to the screen.
"Of course." Wang Bingbing took her phone back and started playing again.
It’s completely understandable that she must be excited and nervous when she releases a single for the first time, and she won’t give up until she plays it dozens of times a day.
"Because it was released on time at seven o'clock."
"That's amazing," Qin Xiaobao continued: "Early in the morning, before many people even woke up, there were three thousand likes."
"Look at the comments." Wang Bingbing tapped her fingers twice deftly.
"Before the movie, the single came first. It's very nice."
"Oh, I just discovered that Qin Xiaobao wrote the lyrics and composed the music. It really has some flavor."
"It sounds great, and I feel it is very popular."
"The shape is so pretty, Bingbing, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."
"Did you notice that Bingbing's voice is completely different when she sings and talks?"
"Like it and get a morning bonus."
"My ears are going to be pregnant, I'm so happy."
"He is indeed a real artist, his level is superb."
"The people are beautiful, the songs are sweet, and the MV is of high quality. I like it very much. Come on Bingbing."
"When can I see Qin Xiaobao singing duet with you?"
Wang Bingbing looked very proud, lying there shaking her shoulders, Qin Xiaobao tucked her into a quilt: "So happy."
"Yeah!" The young lady didn't deny it, nodding her little head: "Seeing these heart-warming words, I feel very motivated. I feel that the two days of filming the MV were worth the hardship and fatigue."
"I see, Bingbing, do you like singing?" Qin Xiaobao lowered his head and looked into her eyes.
"I like...maybe!" Wang Bingbing said with some hesitation: "No, I don't seem to like it that much.
I'm not a professional. I don't know how to pronounce it, how to adjust my breath, how to express my feelings. I'm so tired when I sing. What you can complete in a morning, or even an hour, takes me three days."
"Afraid of hard work?" Qin Xiaobao scratched her little nose.
Wang Bingbing shook her head: "No, I don't know what to say. I think it's okay to sing occasionally, but I'm under a lot of pressure."
"I understand," Qin Xiaobao hugged her lovingly: "It mainly depends on you. The company won't force you, and I won't force you. It doesn't matter if you don't want to film the movie now."
"Hey hey hey, you are the best." Wang Bingbing giggled: "It's not okay if you don't film, wouldn't you be a worm?"
"It doesn't matter. If you don't work, I will support you." Qin Xiaobao said that classic line unconsciously. Unfortunately, the young lady did not understand it, but it did not prevent her from being moved.
"I have hands and feet, why should you support me? I'm a paid actor, okay?" Wang Bingbing found a comfortable position in her boyfriend's arms.
Qin Xiaobao tightened his arms: "Okay, you are the most powerful. You will become famous in the future and become a movie queen, and then..."
"Then you followed me and begged me to film."
Wang Bingbing was probably thinking about this scene in her head, and kept laughing.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to this day coming soon."
Young men and women, it was already past eleven o'clock when they got up again.
Nowadays, there are always some vegetables in the refrigerator at home. While Wang Bingbing was taking a bath, Qin Xiaobao cooked the rice first, took out two tomatoes, and prepared to make scrambled eggs. The quick-frozen meat was also defrosted in water.
While he was cracking eggs, the young lady came out, wearing a bathrobe, with wet hair, and an indescribable charm that made Qin Xiaobao's eyes widen.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Bingbing's face was still flushed.
"Look at my wife!" Qin Xiaobao laughed silly.
Wang Bingbing rolled her eyes at him: "Come here and help me blow dry my hair."
"okay!"
How could Qin Xiaobao know how to blow dry his hair, but both of them enjoyed it. It was just a little fun, but his clumsy look made Bingbing secretly happy. No one likes that their boyfriend is a master at flirting with girls.
After blow-drying her hair, Wang Bingbing wanted to cook, but Qin Xiaobao stopped her.
"Try my skills today."
"Can you cook?" Wang Bingbing was naturally very happy.
Qin Xiaobao picked up the oil and said, "I may not be able to make those complicated things you made. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes and shredded pork with green peppers are still fine, but there is no soup."
"No, no, no, I'm looking forward to it."
Turn the pan over high heat, add oil, turn the pan, add eggs, fry until golden, set aside for later use, no need to wash the pan, continue to light the fire, stir-fry the chopped tomatoes over high heat, add sugar, chicken essence, salt...
Wang Bingbing wanted to say that tomatoes should be boiled and peeled first, but after thinking about it, she decided not to say it.
What's there to say since he's already taken the pot? Besides, it's just skin, don't dampen his enthusiasm.
The smile on his face never stopped until he saw Qin Xiaobao cooking. From time to time, he would look back at himself, lift his chin, and blink his eyes, feeling very proud of himself.
Two dishes, two bowls of white rice, two people sitting across from each other.
"Come on, give it a try!" Qin Xiaobao looked expectant.
Wang Bingbing took the chopsticks and tasted the eggs first: "Hmm..."
"how is it going?"
"It's delicious," she widened her eyes: "It tastes much better than I expected. It's sweet and sour, especially the soup, which is great for soaking rice."
Saying that, take action immediately.
"Yeah," Qin Xiaobao said happily: "I can still make simple dishes."
"Okay, then our family will eat simple dishes from now on."