After signing a stand-in agreement with the actor

Chapter 2 Cohabitation

After Xie Pei left, Lin Qingle looked down at one of the contracts signed in duplicate with her own name, and slapped it heavily on the table.

I actually... really signed it!

At this moment, there was a vibrating sound from the phone, and it was from the manager Chen Yang.

Lin Qingle picked it up happily: "Hello? Brother Yang."

"Qingle." Hearing Lin Qingle's voice, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "You and Xie Pei didn't fight, did you?"

"No, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, how could I possibly fight." Lin Qingle sneered.

Chen Yang immediately tensed up all over.

What do you mean by saying nothing but scolding Xie Pei?

"Then he didn't trouble you, did he?"

"Is it troublesome to sign a three-month stand-in agreement?"

But Chen Yang was taken aback: "A substitute agreement?"

"Well, Dogecoin said that I look like the Bai Yueguang he misses so much, and I miss him so much that I am sick, so he came to find me, his ex-boyfriend, to be his substitute for Bai Yueguang." Speaking of this, Lin Qingle had already gritted his teeth, and his hands holding the phone were all in the air. Cackling, "Look for your ex-boyfriend to be Bai Yueguang's stand-in, brother Yang, how did you come up with Dogecoin, I've been on horseback for ten years and I can't think of such a loss."

Chen Yang on the other end was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't expect Xie Pei to ask him to meet Lin Qingle for the purpose of signing an agreement. He just told himself that he had a business to discuss with Lin Qingle. He thought about Lin Qingle's recent absence. Money was in short supply, and regardless of the previous grievances between the two, he helped Xie Pei make an appointment with Lin Qingle.

Who knew... such a bloody incident would happen.

Chen Yang adjusted his mentality and comforted him: "Qing Le, this may not be a bad thing."

"Of course it's not a bad thing." Lin Qingle glanced down at the number on the contract, "It's 300 million."

"300 million? The actor is generous."

"Yeah, really generous." Lin Qingle sarcastically said, but when he was talking, he felt a faint soreness in his heart. They talked for two years, and during those two years they depended on each other, supporting each other for warmth. He thought that Xie Pei was loved by no one. Love, is a poor little worm, so when he graduated, the tutor introduced him to the second male role, and he rejected it without saying a word. Feels like the poor guy in the house can't live without him.

Unexpectedly, the day after he rejected his mentor, Xie Pei disappeared, and he later found out that Xie Pei took his role, and because of that role, he won the best supporting actor, and since then he has embarked on a broad road.

When I meet again five years later, he is already a radiant and popular actor, and he is still an 300th-line actor who competes with others for a small resource. Then, he paid [-] million to shoot him on the head.

How ridiculous.

Perhaps there was something wrong with Lin Qingle's voice, Chen Yang could hear it with a single ear, and sighed, "There's nothing you can do about it, a penny can't beat a hero, if you don't make this deal with Xie Pei, Xiao Hongdou's surgery Money, do you have a way to get it together? The doctor also said that now is the best time for surgery, after this period, who knows what complications will arise later. "

The two questions directly overwhelmed Lin Qingle.

It's not that he hasn't made any money in the past few years, but that all the money he earned has been stuffed into the big hole in the hospital. Xiao Hongdou was born prematurely, and his heart and lungs were not fully developed when he was born. At this time, Xiaohongdou fell ill again. This time the doctor said that it is best to have an operation, and there is no delay. However, Xiaohongdou has no medical insurance, and the cost of the operation alone is 30. He is now destitute and owes three credit cards. Where can I find 30.

So in the end, he still has to thank Xie Pei for giving him money.

Lin Qingle closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose, as if she was compromising on this matter.

Seeing that the other end was silent, Chen Yang didn't care what he was thinking, and said again: "Qing Le, look more carefully, who doesn't have many ex-boyfriends, right? Just treat him as dead, and he is your gold now." The main father is Xiao Hongdou's savior, and besides, your next play will be the male lead, and you just happen to be the male lead's "stand-in". "

Lin Qingle curled her lips, suppressing the tiredness in her voice: "Brother Yang, you are right, he is indeed dead."

"Okay, cheer up, I will arrange an announcement for you later, and let you pass these three months as soon as possible."

"Brother Xie Yang."

After hanging up on Chen Yang, Lin Qingle called the hospital again, telling them that Xiao Hongdou's operation could be arranged, and set a time to discuss the operation plan.

After making this phone call, Lin Qingle's heart slowly let go, glanced at the contract from the corner of her eye, and snorted softly.

It's not just three months, why is he cowarding.

-

Three days later, Lin Qingle showed up at the gate of No. 18 Yiyuan Garden pushing a suitcase. This is a well-known prime location in Haishi. There are less than sixty households. Each household has an independent villa with a yard. The first choice for people or celebrities to live.

Lin Qingle peeped inside. The yard is not too big. A two-story osmanthus tree was planted on the lawn. The osmanthus tree in flowering period fell to the ground, adding natural vitality to the entire green lawn. The faint fragrance of flowers accompanied the breeze. Floating, the fragrance is overflowing.

Lin Qingle lamented that Xie Pei was still such a coquettish dog coin. When he lived with him in the old house next to the school, he would plant a lot of potted flowers that he couldn't name and put them at home or in the corner for people to see. I feel better.

But this good mood didn't last long at this time. He pressed the doorbell on the wall, and within ten seconds, a low and loose voice came from the video doorbell: "Come on, the small door is open, in the small... ..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Lin Qingle pressed it down, pushed the suitcase and walked towards the small door aside.

Passing the cobblestone path that looked like a long snake, Lin Qingle stood in front of the two-storey duplex villa. The gate of the villa was open, and he came in directly with the suitcase.

Inside, it is spacious and simple, with a very pure, simple and modern decoration.

Lin Qingle looked around, and suddenly heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor. Looking along the source of the sound, he saw a figure walking out of the kitchen. The man was wearing black silk pajamas, holding a glass of cool white tea in his hand, exuding laziness. home atmosphere.

At the same time, he was still holding the phone in one hand, and the other party seemed to be talking about something, he listened quietly, and stopped in front of Lin Qingle.

Lin Qingle looked at him expressionlessly.

"Okay Director Chen, I'll consider this movie, but I still have something to do right now. I'll reply to you after I finish the script, okay?"

"Okay, waiting for your good news."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Pei looked at Lin Qingle. Danfeng looked him up and down with interest in his eyes, and finally landed on his suitcase: "That's all you brought?"

Lin Qingle didn't take it seriously: "I only live here for three months, how many clothes can I ask for?"

"But it's going to be winter soon, but yes, you're wearing the same clothes as mine, and it's not the first time." Xie Pei narrowed his eyes and put the water glass into Lin Qingle's hand, and took Lin Qingle with the other hand suitcase, "Come on, I'll take you to your room first."

Lin Qingle was stunned for a moment, and just about to say that he could push it by himself, but Xie Pei had already turned around and went upstairs first.

His hand was still in mid-air, looking at the figure that didn't look back, he wished he could give him a kick.

Damn, who cares about wearing your clothes.

The author says:

Author: Just bb in a low voice, is there anyone——