CH 73
After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property
In addition to the offline invitation for media, the product launch was also streamed live online, and as soon as Qin Keâs remarks came out, a dense pop-up screen instantly covered his figure.
[??? How much money did Song Yunran give you?]
[Is Mr. Song here, I can also praise you, my Alipay is â¦â¦]
[Purely a passerby, is this Mr. Qinâs workplace interpersonal relations class?]
[Husband, donât just praise the kid outside, heâll become prideful.]
Song Yunran was prepared, but was still shocked by the intensity of the pop-ups.
He had an all-day meeting with the companyâs agents today, and he invited everyone to lunch during the lunch break, so while waiting for the restaurant to serve food, he turned on the live stream to take a look.
The result was that he didnât expect to hear Qin Ke praising him so frankly.
He didnât wear headphones, so Qin Keâs voice was transmitted into the ears of every employee present via his mobile phone.
The eyes on him from all directions made him feel like he was coming out in public.
Song Yunran stiffly exited the live broadcast and was silent.
His heart was complicated.
The reason why the host announced the good news on stage today, was because he got up early this morning, and gave his greetings to the Ningdong side. The idea was to achieve a full effect, while allowing Qin Ke to have a good appearance at the launch.
The live broadcast in the restaurantâs private room also allows the managers present to watch Qin Keâs highlight moment together.
Song Yunran thinks that it is very normal for him to think this way.
Who would not want to show off their sonâs good results with a loud speaker?
But what he didnât expect was that Qin Ke would suddenly start praising him at the launch.
If he had known that, he would have watched the live broadcast secretly!
Now, what will people think of him?
Song Yunran is very concerned, and does not dare to raise his head to look at others. Although he does not mind coming out of the closet, but he also does not want to be dead socially in this way so early.
At this point, someone suddenly spoke up: âQin Ke is really â¦â¦â
Song Yunran was nervous for a moment.
That person continued: âToo much! He actually did not say hello, and praised President Xiao Song out there!â
âThatâs right, if you want to praise you should say so in advance, isnât it good for us to praise together?â Another person took over, âDoes our President Xiao Song not deserve to have a mass appreciation?â
Song Yunran: âWhat??â
Everyoneâs reaction didnât seem to be what he thought it would be.
He lifted his head out of his ostrich state and froze. The next thing he saw was that all the agents had already picked up their phones and sent messages to their artists.
Assistant Tang sitting beside him looked regretful, hating himself for not being able to create an artist out of thin air to join this President Xiao Songâs boasting session.
Song Yunran was enlightened, he realized it again.
It turns out that everyone has long been grateful to him at heart, but before it was just because no one was taking the lead, and they could only hide their admiration in their hearts.
Previously, he thought he would come out of the closet on the spot, but in the end he thought too much of this.
ââ¦â¦ in contrast, there is no need to praise me collectively.â
Song Yunran spoke with difficulty, âIt seems too deliberate, people will think that our companyâs corporate culture is immodest.â
The first agent asked blankly, âOur company has a corporate culture?â
Song Yunran: ââ¦â¦â
The other party coughed dryly and corrected: â President Xiao Song, you are not being fair. Why can Qin Ke praise but others canât?â
Song Yunran thought to himself, Can other people be compared to Qin Ke?
He is not only my boyfriend, but also my only son, if all the artists under you can call me dad â¦â¦
Well, no, no one can replace Qin Keâs position in his life by calling him dad.
At the end, he could only rub his brow: âOkay, but donât be too that what, you know.â
The people tacitly nodded their heads.
At least they are also people in the entertainment industry, they know the truth that too much is not good enough.
A sudden swarm of compliments will only make people suspect that Song Yunran is holding everyoneâs black material.
For everything, we have to take a step-by-step approach.
Song Yunran does not yet know that a new storm has begun to brew.
When he returned to the Xicheng upper courtyard that night, he asked his aunt to prepare a table of good food in advance, and continued to read his textbook while waiting for Qin Ke to come home to celebrate.
To be honest, although he had guessed before the release of âHong Bai Xi Xiâ that Qin Ke might be able to make it to the Best Actor category, he was still surprised and a little pleased when his imagination became reality.
If it wasnât for his accidental awakening, Qin Ke wouldnât have been reborn.
Every time he thought of the best actor shortlist that Qin Ke had received before he was reborn, Song Yunran felt a little weak in his heart.
But luckily, the world still favors Qin Ke.
At eight oâclock in the evening, Qin Ke finished his work.
Song Yunran directly called him upstairs, and when he opened the door, he thought about it and said, âWhy donât you get your fingerprints recorded too, so that I donât have to open the door for you every time.â
Qin Ke looked at him: âNot afraid that if I record fingerprints, I will sneak up on you in the middle of the night?â
âAre you stupid?â
Song Yunran didnât even notice the actual meaning of this statement, and replied in a serious manner, âI will lock my bedroom door before I go to sleep, okay?â
Qin Ke laughed helplessly and wanted to say something else when he saw Song Yunran slap his head and hurriedly run to the living room.
He quickly came out again, hands behind his back, and stood in front of Qin Ke with a mysterious smile.
For some reason, a sense of foreboding rose in Qin Keâs heart.
The next moment, Song Yunran suddenly raised his arm, pulled open the small colored cannon in his hand and shouted, âCongratulations you are a finalist!
With a âbangâ, shiny pieces of colorful paper fell down from above.
Qin Ke was too late to dodge it, and all those colorful pieces fell on his body, and this stuff was made of some kind of electrostatic material, which actually stuck to his head and face.
Qin Ke: ââ¦â¦â
He suddenly wasnât sure if Song Yunranâs intention was to congratulate him.
Song Yunran was also dumbfounded.
He didnât expect the range of this colored cannon to be so short, not only did the beautiful and romantic picture he imagined not appear, but it made a crack that was about to crumble on Qin Keâs handsome face.
Qin Ke sighed soberly, he came back in a hurry, and did not remove his makeup in the process. At this moment there are several colored pieces stuck to his lips, making him inwardly speechless.
After a few seconds of silence, Qin Ke spat out a piece of colored piece: âI praised you outside today, and you came at me like this.â
âI didnât mean to.â Song Yunran hurriedly apologized, âSorry about that.â
Qin Ke spat out another piece: âYou â¦â¦â
Before the words were finished, he saw Song Yunranâs eyes suddenly light up, as if he had discovered a new and interesting world.
Song Yunran came closer, and his tone was sincere: âThis spew of yours is like a pea shooter, ah.â
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â
Song Yunran saw him unresponsive, and thought he did not understand, so he deliberately and thoughtfully explained: âNo, have you not played âPlants vs. Zombiesâ, a classic old game. Playing the later is particularly exciting, and simply makes peopleâs blood boil!â
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows and could not bear it.
He hooked the back of Song Yunranâs neck with one hand, and then turned around and didnât wait for the other party to react. He pressed the person against the door and kissed him with his head down.
When Xiao Song starts to think out of the box, what should a boyfriend do?
Qin Ke today gave the answer physically.
He kissed him until his blood was boiling, so that he had no room to think about any classic game.
Song Yunran then repented, feeling like a fish being pressed on a chopping board, and struggling in vain for half a day, but still being pressed to death.
He made some sounds that he was ashamed to hear, and at the end of the story, he simply gave up resistance, and only used his hands to cling to Qinâs back, so that he was not kissed so much that his legs would go weak and he would fall down on the spot.
He was aggrieved to think, if I had known this, I would not have prepared this surprise.
Just as this thought rose, Qin Ke seemed to sense that he was distracted, and a more aggressive kiss than just now met him forcefully.
After an extraordinarily long kiss, Song Yunranâs mouth felt swollen.
He didnât want to talk for a while, so he simply glared angrily at Qin Ke, expressing his dissatisfaction through his eyes.
Qin Ke slowly and methodically swept him a glance and gave a very light laugh.
As if in a good mood, he slowly turned around and cleaned the colored pieces on his head at the mirror in the foyer.
Song Yunran fist hardened and he muttered in a low voice, âI warn you not to be too complacent, I still havenât settled the score with you about you complimenting me at the conference today.â
Qin Ke paused in his movements and asked, âWhat, not satisfied?â
I am satisfied, and my heart is indeed happy.
But it is â¦â¦
Song Yunran blinked and said, âWhy didnât you say something to me in advance? I didnât even wear headphones when I was watching the live broadcast, there were so many people around, my face was all red and I almost couldnât get off the stand.â
Qin Ke pursed his lips and asked in confusion, âWhy did you want to watch the live broadcast in front of everyone?â
âOf course itâs to show everyone how great you are! Who knows â¦â¦â
Song Yunran frowned sadly and told the reaction of all the agents, uneasily, âAlthough they assured me that they would never boast as if they were receiving money, I was still a little nervous.â
Qin Ke was quiet and consoled, âYou donât need to be nervous about this little thing.â
âYou donât understand. I havenât been praised by so many people except for my fans in my last life.â
Song Yunran helped him take down the colored pieces stuck on the end of his hair and said worriedly, âIâm so afraid they wonât compliment me properly and show off my style.â
Qin Ke: ââ¦â¦â
Excuse me, he was overly worried.
In the next half month, Xingheâs artists started an invisible competition.
Today you celebrated your three years in the industry on Weibo, and after reminiscing about your depressed time, you turned the page and started to thank Mr. Song for choosing you to join Xinghe, which started a new chapter in your life;
Tomorrow, in an interview with the magazine, there is a detailed account of my journey, saying that I was uncertain when I received the script from the company, but Mr. Song talked with me and made me regain my confidence;
The day after tomorrow, he made a vlog, showing that after the practice one night, I accidentally found that Mr. Song was still working late at the company, not even going home for the development of Xinghe.
If initially when Qin Keâs first praised, netizens were in the mood of watching a show, then this half month down, under all the subtle brainwashing, many people who had prejudice against Song Yunran, finally swayed.
[â¦â¦ Maybe heâs really a good boss?]
[Is it that Xinghe has been going so well lately that you all have forgotten that it was once called Loser King Entertainment ah?]
[If you think about it, you can understand why the people at Xinghe like him, only a good president is able to lead everyone to make money.
Itâs enough that Xingheâs internal artists are like this, but whatâs surprising is that a few days later, Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming, who had disappeared from Song Yunranâs world for a long time, actually thanked Song Yunran in an interview, saying that he had helped them find a new direction for their careers.
When Song Yunran saw the news, he was on his way to record the last episode of âSlow Holiday Travelâ.
He put his phone down, picked it up again, and put it down again after a while. After repeating this several times, he finally couldnât help but turn his head and look at Qin Ke, who was sitting next to him.
âFang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming, are they colluding with you?â Song Yunran questioned in a low voice.
He had been complimented to the point of numbness for the past ten days, but in no way did he expect that there would be artists who did not belong to Xinghe to be involved.
Everything happened so unexpectedly that he even vaguely suspected that perhaps this was all a prank secretly planned by Qin Ke, trying to have him reach social death in another form.
Qin Ke looked down slightly and explained, âIt has nothing to do with me.â
If you have to say it, Qin Ke is still a little upset.
Itâs like he purposely prepared a candy for his boyfriend, wanting to coax the aggrieved little animal, who knows that other A B C D saw also followed suit.
It seems that his candy is not special enough.
Especially when he heard that Cheng Jiaming also inexplicably joined in, a nameless fire in his heart burned even more.
Whatâs the matter with you Cheng Jiaming.
I should have known better to avenge the shoulder injury in my previous life.
Song Yunran looked out the window and turned his head again: âSo â¦â¦ I am really as good as everyone boasts?â
Qin Ke smiled: âYes, only you did not discover it yourself.â
I see, Song Yunran thought, perhaps this is the legendary being strong and not knowing it.
He curled his big eyes, the corners of his mouth couldnât stop turning upwards, and he felt the non-existent red scarf on his chest was even more vibrant.
Qin Ke looked at his happy face and found that Song Yunran is really a very simple person.
Easy to get angry, but easy to coax.
He says and acts on intuition, but that wild intuition is always applied in the right place, such as the actors he selected for Xinghe, and he pointed out a clear path for Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming.
I donât know what the originalâs author was thinking, he actually set Song Yunran as an ordinary tool.
Qin Keâs eyes rested on Song Yunran, the golden sunlight of winter caged in his hair, so that his dark hair was covered with a layer of light gold, like a small sun that is glowing.
Such a person is clearly a rare treasure in the world.
Half an hour later, the bus stopped at the last stop of the recording.
The final stop of âSlow Holiday Travelâ was not in an extremely remote village as before, but uncharacteristically in a modern village with convenient transportation.
After getting off the bus and looking around, the view was full of uniform style residential houses.
Outside the parking lot, the spacious and straight road is spread out in front of the eyes, and on both sides of the road are carefully designed flower beds and street trees, those who do not know will think they are in a city of which high-end area.
Dai Yao circled around the parking lot and commented, âItâs not so easy, the program team has finally found their conscience.â
âIt may also be that they searched for so many episodes, and at the end of the day, they found that there are still a lot of funds left, so they just squandered it at the end.â Song Yunran continued, âYour program teamâs cost control is not good.â
After recording so many issues, the Director and team has long been accustomed to the guestsâ banter.
She cleared her throat and said, âYou canât say that. This issue will be aired soon after the Chinese New Year, we also want to let everyone feel the joy of the holidays in advance, so the last issue was specifically made into a real leisure travel.â
âWhy do I not believe it so much.â
Shao Qian, who has long been well versed with the program teamâs ways, doubted, âThere wonât be a trap waiting for us in front right.â
Wan Yuzhe, who was beside him, spat from another angle, âSo you guys still know that the previous installments are not considered leisure tours.â
The two tacitly exchanged glances, and each otherâs hearts were filled with the joy of impending relief.
Not for anything else, just for a few recording sessions, high on dizzy CP is getting more and more attention, which makes their momentum far less massive than before
They have long decided to untie, but human muscle memory is sometimes so terrible that whenever they see Song Yunran and Qin Ke having some kind of intimate interaction again, the two of them will uncontrollably and secretly compete with it.
As a result, they are constantly jumping from side to side between the two states throughout the recording process.
The two extremes of âIâm afraid Iâm gonna BEâ and âNo, theyâre still in a good relationshipâ are repeatedly shifting.
They are tired, fans are tired.
But it doesnât matter, after recording this issue, they can finally escape from the endless inner drama.
Thinking of this, Shao Qianâs tone was also much more cheerful: âCome on, letâs hear it, how are we going to relax in this issue?â
The director smiled and said, âJust the same as everyone usually does for New Yearâs Eve.â
Song Yunranâs heart was happy: âIt means that I just need to eat, sleep and play games in the room?â
ââ¦â¦â the director gathered a smile, and explained expressionlessly, âOf course itâs cleaning, putting up the Spring Festival couplets, and wrapping dumplings.â
Song Yunran âahâ, the joy on his face disappeared visibly.
Qin Ke glanced at his lost expression and silently hooked his lips, guessing that according to Song Yunranâs pampered young master character, he must not have done any of the things the director said.
Song yunran indeed did not do these things.
He didnât know what to do, but he was taken to the village nursing home by the team and finally understood the theme of the show.
To put it plainly, it is to give love and do charity, sublimating the purpose of the program, but also to let the audience feel the happy atmosphere of the New Year.
In accordance with the program flow, the guests must first help the nursing home to do a thorough cleaning.
After the recording started, Xingheâs group was assigned to wipe the outdoor railings.
Although Song Yunran is a president who is insulated from household chores, but since he is here, he did not pretend to be here, he obediently took the tools and followed behind Qin Ke to go upstairs.
The nursing homeâs accommodation area has three floors in total.
As soon as the two of them went upstairs, many curious grandparents came out of their rooms, smiling and welcoming the two young people who had come to do volunteer work.
Song Yunran, who is cute and sweet, captured the hearts of several elderly people with a round of â Happy New Year grandparentsâ greetings.
A grandmother named Li liked him the most. When she saw him wiping the railing, she joked kindly, âLook at you, you must not have done any work at home since you were a child, you donât know how to do anything.â
âDonât worry, I can learn if I donât know how.â
Song Yunran imitated Qin Keâs action, first using the brush to carefully remove the rust stains from the corners, âGrandma Li, itâs dusty now, why donât you go back to your room first.â
Grandma Li refused: âI just want to watch you here.â
Song Yunran laughed: âI look so good?â
Grandma Li said seriously, âGood-looking, and you look especially like my grandson.â
ââ¦â¦â
It doesnât matter, Song Yunran reassured himself, Grandma Li is old and definitely doesnât understand that âlooking like a grandsonâ is already a kind of mockery among young people.
The result is that he just finished his psychological construction, he heard Qin Ke laugh lowly.
What are you laughing at, Song Yunran glared at him, laugh again I will ask the grandmother to criticize you!
Unexpectedly, his glance made Grandma Li notice Qin Ke, who did not talk much.
The elderly personâs somewhat cloudy eyes, in that instant, seemed to be much clearer.
She was on crutches, trembling and trying to walk over there, Song Yunran was afraid she would fall, and hurriedly threw down his tools and went over to help.
Grandma Li walked up to Qin Ke, struggling to tilt her head: âWhatâs your name?â
Qin Ke bent down: âQin Ke, Ke Ke of abiding.â
âOh, how old are you?â Grandma Liâs tone became more and more amiable, âHave you fallen in love yet?â
Qin Ke was slightly stunned, and subconsciously turned his gaze to Song Yunran.
Song Yun Ran felt a moment of defeat: ââ¦â¦â
What are you looking at me for at this time!
The photographer took a look at this situation and vaguely guessed that something big was about to happen.
He looked at the situation and pulled the camera closer, expecting to capture some fun material.
Qin Ke glanced at the photographer and helplessly withdrew his eyes from his boyfriend.
He looked at Grandma Li, thought for a moment and politely replied, âI donât have a girlfriend.â
Grandma Li slowly nodded her head, the expression on her face more satisfied.
Then in front of the crowd, she fished out a smartphone for the elderly from her cotton jacket pocket, squinted and clicked on the photo album, âLook at this is my granddaughter, sheâs studying abroad and doesnât have a boyfriend yet â¦â¦â
âPfftââ
The photographer didnât hold back and laughed out loud without paying attention.
Song Yunranâs whole person felt bad.
He did not care that Grandma Li wanted to introduce a girlfriend to Qin Ke, but just now it was clear that he had been chatting with the old woman, but why did Grandma Li instantly fall for Qin Ke as her son-in-law!
Is it because he doesnât look reliable enough?
Qin Ke was probably also surprised by Liâs grandmotherâs skillful operation.
He pursed his lips and said after a moment of silence, âGrandma, I have no intention of having a girlfriend.â
Grandma Li understood very well and said sympathetically, âNo hurry, no hurry, you guys can chat on WeChat first, itâs good to make a friend.â
The photographer has been amused by the lovely old woman and was unable to carry the camera.
âSorry, I canât just add WeChat with people.â Qin Ke sighed and gently explained.
âWhy?â Grandma Li didnât understand.
Qin Ke smiled, raised his eyes and pointed to Song Yunran who was watching coldly: âHe forbids me to add.â
T/N: Thank you much selenegin for the kofi, they mean a lot to me.
My first language isnât English, and there may be some grammatical errors. But I try not to deviate from the authorâs narrative. If there are any errors or nonsensical sentences, feel free to comment.