Chu Qin was stunned for a moment. He didn't even notice who was using this recording studio. Seeing that it was Chen Jiming, he smiled gently: "Whose voice is so nice? It turns out it is Ji Ming."

Originally, Chen Jiming was just joking and polite, and he would lose his share if he really wanted to follow this. Chu Qin praised him and also stated that he was just passing by. People who were a little narcissistic would understand this sentence as "I was attracted by this nice voice and stopped."

Sure enough, hearing this, Chen Jiming's smile became even deeper: "It's rare for Brother Qin to come here, come and give me guidance?" As he said this, his eyes looked at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin.

Chen Jiming is a newly recruited newcomer and held a talk show, which was arranged at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. To put it bluntly, it is a useless show to make up for the gap, and not many people watched it. But for a newly graduated newcomer, the treatment is already very good.

Seeing him looking at Zhong Yibin, Chu Qin said, "Ah, you may not be familiar with him. This is Mr. Zhong from the prosperous era. He came here to inspect the work today."

"Mr. Zhong." Chen Jiming stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Zhong Yibin.

Zhong Yibin reached out and shook him, then let go, and said, "We have something to do, let's go first." After that, he turned around and left. Chu Qin smiled at Chen Jiming and followed him.

The smile on Chen Jiming's face quickly disappeared, and he looked at the direction of Zhong Yibin's departure and narrowed his eyes. Mr. Zhong was really interesting. He obviously introduced him to him when he first came. He was looking forward to Zhong Yibin saying something they had met, which surprised Chu Qin, but the man actually pretended not to know him!

"He is the son of Director Chen," Chu Qin pulled Zhong Yibin to another studio, and said about Chen Jiming as he walked, "This is what you told me last month, saying that he doesn't want to reveal his identity for the time being, and has to rely on his own strength to climb up." So he pretended not to know and introduced it to them.

Zhong Yibin nodded in understanding, but he didn't think so. The man didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp. How could he be really the kind of naughty green who simply wanted to climb up with his strength?

"I won't talk about him anymore. What do you want to eat tonight? Let's eat outside." Chu Qin stopped outside the No. 2 studio and turned to ask him.

Zhong Yibin thought for a while and said, "Eat hot pot."

Chu Qin nodded, pulled Zhong Yibin, found the money and grain that had just finished recording the show, and thanked him: "Brother Qian, I've made you suffer. Do you have time tonight? Please give me a hot pot."

"It's okay to invite someone to have a meal, but why do you need hot pot in the summer?" Qian Liang twitched his lips, and how could he order something delicious first when he invited someone to dinner.

"I just want to eat hot pot in summer! Just like eating popsicles in winter, it's very cool!" Chu Qin said with a smile.

Qian Liang didn't want to eat hot pot at all, but looking at Zhong Yibin behind Chu Qin, he swallowed up the objection again. It's rare to have a meal with Mr. Zhong, just hot pot.

An hour later, the three of them sat in the famous "Big Fish Hot Pot Restaurant". The store was full of air conditioning, and the weather was like a fire outside, and the room was a little cold.

I ordered a nine-grid shuang pot, and the bottoms of the nine-grid shuang pot were different. Chu Qin took the menu and ordered the special fat beef, thin crispy tripe that Zhong Yibin liked to eat, as well as the restaurant's signature dish "spicy fish", and handed the menu to Moji.

The old guy who has been doing this for many years is not polite, so he ordered all kinds of meatballs, beef balls, fish balls, scallop balls that he likes to eat...

The waiter ordered the tablet computer and read the confirmation menu. Zhong Yibin suddenly said, "Add a shrimp slip."

Chu Qin was stunned and looked at Zhong Yibin incredibly.

"Mr. Zhong still remembers that Xiao Chu likes to eat shrimp slips!" Qian Liang smiled and drank a sip of sour plum soup.

"Well," Zhong Yibin responded, picked up the iced sour plum soup pot and added it to Chu Qin, "Just remember this one."

Chu Qin took a sip of sour plum soup, which was sour and sweet, just like his mood at the moment.

In the summer, eating hot pot, roasting on the air conditioner, and singing on the fire, eating beer and singing on the song is indeed a great pleasure in life. The three of them were sweating heavily and they were very comfortable.

Because I had to drive and couldn't drink beer, Chu Qin picked up the sour plum soup and clinked the glass with Qianliang: "Brother Qian, my brother was in trouble last week, thanks to your help."

Qian Liang met him: "Well, I have to rely on you to push the tank one day! I'm under a lot of pressure, I'm afraid I'll mess it up."

Chu Qin ran to Qianliang to sit. The two picked up the sour plum soup and met each other, asking Zhong Yibin to take a photo. They found the beautiful picture tool, and looked back and forth to see that nothing strange came into the camera. Then they posted it on Weibo.

Chu Qin V: Thank you Brother Qian for serving last week, and invite you to have hot pot＠Qianmi Grain and Oil V

Qianliang immediately forwarded this article and responded.

Qianmi Grain and Oil V: [Blank your eyes] You should treat me to a coffin rice!

After the show was broadcast last week, many people said that the face of money and food coffin was in the coffin. At this time, he came out to tease himself, which seemed generous and funny. Soon, netizens said below, "Brother You sat with us little kiss, and his face looked more like a coffin!"

This article was quickly praised for the hottest comment, and Qian Liang rolled his eyes in anger. Chu Qin couldn't help laughing, and comforted him while laughing: "They were talking and they didn't look like it at all."

Zhong Yibin leaned over Chu Qin's shoulder and looked at his phone: "This topic is quite interesting, why not make a hot topic?"

Is the face of a coffin frying hot? Money and grain were shocked by Mr. Zhong's marketing strategy.

"Stop making trouble, hahahaha!" Chu Qin thought Zhong Yibin was telling jokes and laughed even harder, "Hahaha, oh, my ribs."

Zhong Yibin hugged him quickly and told him not to move around and hurt his bones. Chu Qin simply leaned on him and trembled with a smile. He was even more heartbroken and took five cow pills angrily.

Before he got home in the evening, Teacher Liang sent the outline of the article. Chu Qin looked at it and had to admire Teacher Liang's talent. Not only did he reduce the game projects of intense exercise, but he also allowed him to rest as much as possible through interesting role-playing. Chu Qin called Teacher Liang when he got home.

"Your idea is really amazing. I will discuss the details with you tomorrow." Chu Qin pinched the printed script and stood on the balcony looking at the billboard across the street.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Teacher Liang agreed readily.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Qin was already staring at the billboard in a daze. The advertisement was Mu Chen in a suit, and the huge electronic screen covered half of the building, which was particularly conspicuous in the city at night.

"Who is that man?" Zhong Yibin floated over and hugged him from behind, his tone of displeasure.

"Mu Chen, he is a movie emperor." Chu Qin leaned back his neck and leaned lazily against Zhong Yibin.

The sour bubbles that appeared because Chu Qin stared at the photos of a strange man were instantly exposed by this action. Zhong Yibin stood firm happily and looked at the man opposite him. Well, his eyebrows were deep, his facial features were clear, and he looked pretty good.

"I haven't seen Mu Chen for a while," Chu Qin said to himself, "I'm thinking, I'm recording a show with Mu Chen this week... Oh, what time is it?"

Halfway through, Chu Qin suddenly remembered something else and looked down at his cell phone. It was already 8:30 in the evening. It would be hard to call someone any later. I sent Zhong Yibin to take a shower. Chu Qin sat down on the swing chair on the balcony and dialed a strange number out.

The sour bubbles in Zhong Yibin's heart began to appear again, squatting at Chu Qin's feet and refused to leave, firmly trying to eavesdrop on the contents of the phone.

Chu Qin was so amused that he could not have eavesdropped so openly? He was about to coax him to leave, but the phone number there was already connected.

"Hello, who?" A low and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone. Zhong Yibin widened his eyes and was really calling the wild man!

"Mr. Zhong, I am Chu Qin." Chu Qin avoided someone who came to grab the phone.

Zhong Yibin was a little confused when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone. When he heard the name "Mr. Zhong", he frowned and said to Chu Qin with his mouth: "What are you calling my brother?"

Chu Qin said to him with a lip, "Cai!" Then he pointed to the small stool three steps away from his feet, signaling Zhong Yibin to stay there.

Zhong Yibin stood up obediently, but Chu Qin ignored him and focused on talking to the eldest brother of the Zhong family. He first briefly explained Zhong Yibin's condition over the past few days, and then asked about his condition.

Zhong Jiabin said a moment, as if he was signaling the others in the room to go out. After waiting for about five seconds, he spoke again: "The doctor's conclusion is that the memory area is slightly damaged. After testing, it will not affect the future memory, but it is difficult to recover before."

It's like a hard disk, which is forced to clear the content, but the operating system is normal, so it does not affect future use, but the file above disappears. As for why you can still remember Chu Qin...

"It was probably an emergency backup or a backup in another memory area before." The eldest brother of the Zhong family reposted the doctor's words intact, without any emotional tendencies, but Chu Qin's eyes turned red.

On the other end of the phone, Zhong Jiabin, who was still on a business trip outside, checked out the itinerary: "I'll go back this Friday, so why not meet me. I'll give you the case and you'll take him for a review next week."
Chapter completed!