CH 52

An eerie silence filled the corridor.

Qin Ke lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell.

Xiao Song is always impatient, his hair is not carefully plucked. The black hair that escapes from his fingers fell on the white skin, and the slightly protruding cervical vertebrae immersed in the dim light of the corridor is still sticking out.

With the invitation he just heard, it seems to have a slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

However, the whole incident is still very difficult to understand overall.

Qin Ke delayed acting, and Song Yunran could not wait anymore.

He turned his face sideways: “What are you waiting for, hurry up.”

Qin Ke pursed his lips tightly. When he thought of how absurd this picture was, it made him easily think of four words.

Entrapment. (T/N – The phrase used here is “钓鱼执法”. Acc to Wikipedia it means; Entrapment is the enticement by a law enforcement officer or agent of a state to induce someone to commit an criminal act unwillingly.)

Thinking of this, Qin Ke’s dark eyes calmed down, and he leaned against the door and asked, “What new game is this?”

Song Yunran looked at him inexplicably, and after a moment of silence, he came back to his senses.

Look at what he did, suddenly running to someone’s doorstep and actively asking for a touch. Anyone would suspect that there is fraud.

He was too embarrassed to say the real reason, and was caught in a dilemma.

Finally, Song Yunran simply put his heart on the line and put on a president’s domineering face: “Hardened your wings? Will you not listen to my words?”

Then regardless of Qin Ke’s own will, he turned around and faced him directly, lowered his head slightly, grabbed his hand and put it on the back of his head and rubbed it seriously a few times.

Qin Ke was stunned, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed hard by Song Yunran.

“Don’t move around!” Song Yunran glared at him, “Let me feel it.”

Qin Ke: “……?”

I’m sorry for being shallow, he really can’t see what this movement has to feel about.

He felt that he still didn’t know enough about Song Yunran, and his heart was filled with a series of question marks.

After a helpless sigh, he moved his fingers on his own, rubbing Song Yunran’s hair into a bird’s nest. He didn’t even forget the client’s specific needs and rubbed the back of Song Yunran’s beautiful neck.

And Song Yunran secretly compared, found that this time and last time does not feel the same way at all.

But it was comfortable, the temperature coming from his fingertips reminded him of the spring afternoon sunshine, making him want to squint his eyes and rub a few times against Qin Ke’s palm.

The thought in his head was almost ready to be acted upon when Song Yunran was startled.

What is this?

How did he become addicted to the pursuit of facts?

His will power is too weak!

“Okay, stop, stop, stop.”

Song Yunran pulled his head out from under Qin Ke’s clutches, ashamed of his own deterioration. He said coldly, “There’s nothing more for you to do, leave now.”

After saying that, without looking at Qin Ke’s expression, he walked into the staircase without looking back.

Song Yunran went upstairs with brisk steps, and just as he entered the house, a joyful smile bloomed on his face.

He rushed to He Ziyou, who was waiting for news: “I told you. You were overthinking it, he just touched it, it didn’t feel that way at all!”

You really let people feel ah, He Zi You silently spat a sentence, and asked speechlessly: “Really, then how did he touch it?”

Song Yunran was quick to demonstrate on the spot.

When he raised his head, his eyes shone brightly, but his mouth disdainfully said, “Actually, it’s not bad, just like a head massage in a barber store. I didn’t know Qin Ke had this skill.”

He Zi You was silent with the intention of saying something.

After a long time of silence, he finally did not hold back: “You do not think this action, is very wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” Song Yunran wondered.

He Ziyou’s tone was sincere: “Isn’t this like petting a dog?”

“……”

Song Yunran was devastated by this, and after sending He Ziyou away, he returned to his room alone and began to slump.

He lay on his bed, brushing up on the pet bloggers he followed on his small account and trying to seek comfort from the furry creatures.

As a result of this sight, Song Yunran became even more outraged inside.

In the video, an oily golden retriever darted closer from a distance and raised its front paws to touch the owner’s knee.

The owner asks, “What’s wrong?” in a mischievous way.

The golden retriever “woofed” and took the initiative to put his head in front of his master’s palm, with “pet me” written all over his body.

The owner deliberately teased him, pretending to take his hand back and ready to stop, the golden retriever was desperate and used his paws to press his owner’s hand back, showing an extremely strong desire for a rub.

The video ended, and Song Yunran was struck by a lump in his throat.

This dog and I look similar, he thought numbly.

The image of himself and Qin Ke flashed through his mind, and he wanted to go back in time and beat his silly self up on the ground.

How can you be so depraved?

Song Yunran asked himself, did you forget the suffocation of being a tool man in the past? How can you let go of hatred so easily, and actually personally send yourself to the door so that the original male protagonist can pet you like a dog?

What is the difference between you and Monica!

Song Yunran was very angry, he felt that he was deceived by Qin Ke’s sugar-coated words. He was tricked into losing his mind by the other party’s simple statement of “we are allies”, and almost believed that he was in love with Qin Ke.

It’s really not accurate to say it’s sugar-coated.

Song Yunran turned over and felt that Qin Ke did take care of him, and even in times of danger he rushed out to save him. When you think about it, putting aside the disparity between a tool man and a protagonist, he is a very good person, and he is also very handsome.

……

Wait a minute, what am I thinking!

Song Yunran brain braked in time, and was angry like a puffer fish bulging cheeks.

It’s clear that he didn’t like Qin Ke at all, and those odd feelings from the last few days were definitely just a misunderstanding.

After the introspection, Song Yunran remembered that “Hongbai Xixi” premiered today. Calculating the time, the 00:00 show should have finished at this moment, so he wanted to see the audience’s reaction.

As he had expected, the feedback from the real time plaza was very positive.

The focus of each audience is different, some mainly praise the movie script and director’s excellent aesthetics. Some people also praise Qin Ke’s acting skills. It is difficult to imagine that this is a new actor to present the performance.

Song Yunran went down the page and was suddenly drawn to a Weibo post.

[Actually “Hongbai Xixi” is so good! Song Yunran has a good eye for investment, and I am looking forward to Xinghe’s next few dramas!]

“!!!”

Song Yunran’s sluggish mood was suddenly swept away, he stared at this text repeatedly read for a long time, and his mind was clear.

Let Qin Ke stand aside!

Doing a good job is serious business!

At the same time, a certain movie theater’s lounge.

Qin Ke just finished interviewing with several media outlets together with others.

Compared to the director’s giggling like Fan Jinzhong Ju, he seemed much calmer. However, if you look carefully, you can see that there is some confusion in his calmness, but also some inexplicable confusion.

The director stood up joyfully and patted him on the shoulder, “Let’s have a midnight snack together?”

Qin Ke’s reaction was half a beat slower than usual, and only after a few seconds did he raise his eyes as if waking up from a dream: “Oh, no, I want to go back to rest early.”

The director looked at him, “What’s wrong, not feeling well?”

“No.”

“Then you are too tired? Or do you have something on your mind?”

The director now looks at Qin Ke, like a teacher who taught the top student in the entrance exam. He appreciates and likes him all over, and his words are full of care.

Qin Ke replied, “Nothing really, you don’t have to worry about me.”

The more calm Qin Ke acted, the more suspicious the director became.

When he saw Qin Ke in the cinema tonight, he tactfully sensed that this person was not concentrating well tonight.

It’s not that he said the wrong thing in the interview or accidentally wandered off, but more straightforwardly, when there was no audience or media, he often frowned and often contemplated.

The director thought for a moment, let the other stars leave first, and waited for others to leave the break room before saying, “There are no outsiders here, you can tell me any problems you encountered. After all, I have lived more than ten years than you, even if I can’t help you solve it, I can also help you make suggestions.”

A sincere persuasion, made Qin Ke slightly sway.

He thought about it and finally asked, “Will you take the initiative to let people touch your neck. It is not okay to not touch.”

“??” The director was confused, “Who would make such a request, have you met such people?”

Qin Ke nodded: “Hmm.”

“……”

The director was silent, his decades of life history, his proud common sense of life, all of it was at stake at this moment.

If this were to touch the head, it would be possible to analyze several possibilities.

But touching the neck, he really can’t think of a reason.

Seeing him like this, Qin Ke felt a sense of understanding in his heart: “It’s okay, I’m just asking, you’d better go eat.”

This time the director did not push again, and stood up sharply. He suddenly stopped when he walked to the door.

“I got it.”

He cautiously suggested, “This person may be a pervert, you be careful. If you can’t, call the police.”

Qin Ke laughed very lightly, “Not so bad, he’s my friend.”

The director’s gaze instantly became subtle as soon as the words left his mouth, probably thinking, “You’re really talented to be friends with such a strange person.

But then again, Qin Ke thought it was really his fault.

How could he think of consulting ordinary people about Song Yunran’s mind?

Their Xinghe’s Xiao Song is the type of person who always thinks in leaps and bounds, and the other person can’t even guess one or two.

After sitting for a while, Qin Ke got up and left the lounge. He found his agent and assistant waiting outside in the corridor.

Chen Jing was busy with something and kept working on her cell phone.

Xiao Ke came up first and gave him real-time feedback from the audience along the way.

When the three of them arrived at the parking lot, Chen Jing finally let go of her phone.

She sat in the car, while fastening the seat belt and said: “When you were hospitalized, I said I would help you contact a variety show to brush your face? Now there are more or less good prospects. An S-rated slow variety show, not too intense, just right for you to recuperate. I think it’s not bad, if you’re interested, I’ll send the information to your phone right away.”

Qin Ke did not object, and after receiving the message he first looked at the estimated recording time.

I have to say that Chen Jing did think very carefully, the production team is ready to record early next year, not only does it not conflict with the promotion period of “Hongbai Xixi”, but it can also supplement his exposure after the movie.

“The time is perfect.” Qin Ke said.

Chen Jing nodded: “Yes, and all aspects are just right for it. The only problem is that they want the guests to work in groups of two, so there might be a group competition or something like that. Do you have any close friends in the circle, it’s okay if you don’t, just let the program team assign it.”

The fingertips of Qin Ke sliding the screen gave a pause.

In his last life, he was controlled very tightly by his previous manager, and outside of his busy work schedule, he simply did not have time to develop deeper friendships with people. In this life, he had just started and hadn’t had time to meet any close friends in this circle.

“It’s a pity that Zhong Xiaofeng is too busy.” Chen Jing was still helping him to select candidates, “Otherwise the combination of an actor and a screenwriter is quite novel.”

In the course of a few words, a suitable candidate had already emerged in Qin Ke’s mind.

At this point in time, he still didn’t know Song Yunran well enough.

But he could hear his heart’s desire to have more contact with Song Yunran, to know what Song Yunran was doing every day.

Qin Ke looked out of the window where the lights were like a river, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: “Why don’t we just look for President Xiao Song?”

The author has something to say:

President Xiao Song: I don’t.

T/N: My first language isn’t English, and there may be some grammatical errors. But I try not to deviate from the author’s narrative. If there are any errors or nonsensical sentences, feel free to comment.