Dressed as Cannon Fodder Abandoned by the Actor

it's noon now.

Gu Qingchi closed the curtains. There were always curtains on the bed in his bedroom, which made him feel safe. He was lying on the bed and curled up. The whole room was very quiet, and he could only hear himself. The sound of breathing.

Gu Qingchi went to bed very early last night and woke up very early. He lay for a long time, keeping his eyes open, watching the folds on his clothes motionlessly. He didn't care about the hunger in his stomach. He started to cramp. .

The landline phone in the living room rang several times, and Gu Qingchi heard it. He closed his eyes wearily, flapping his wings slowly like a butterfly resting on a dead branch.

He thought that he should answer the phone immediately, but Gu Qingchi never moved.

He curled up in the bed, very safe, as if isolating the world, sinking constantly on the bottom of the sea without light, quiet and safe, and the ringing of the phone broke this barrier, like a chain, dragging Gu Qingchi up. When he came to reality, it made him feel uneasy. This was wrong. He heard the ringtone and should answer the phone.

The phone rang a lot, and finally stopped. Gu Qingchi's anxiety disappeared immediately, and it was still quiet and safe here.

However, after a few seconds, the phone ringing started to ring again, and the bedroom door was half open, which made the phone ring more clearly. Little raccoon didn’t know where it came from, and came to the door of Gu Qingchi’s bedroom, sticking to the door. Screaming sweetly, intertwined with the ringing of the phone, it seemed a bit noisy.

Gu Qingchi seemed to have strength. He got out of bed and walked through the living room barefoot. The living room was covered with tiled floors. Without the carpet Xie Luyu had laid for him, it was a bit cold. The little raccoon flowers followed closely, like a little It was warm when the stove rubbed the calf.

I don't know that the phone has automatically hung up several times.

He picked up the receiver, and before he had time to speak, the other side hurriedly spoke.

"Is something wrong?"

Even though the voice became a little distorted through the transmission of electrical signals, Gu Qingchi could still recognize it all at once.

He was a little startled, and said after a while.

"No."

No, mom, I'm fine, but I don't know how I feel a little sad.

The other side still didn't seem to let go, and began to talk anxiously.

"Why is my voice dumb? Did you catch a cold? Don't forget to drink some isatis root..."

Gu Qingchi responded one by one, sounding too cleverly.

After talking for a long time, the other party remembered what to do.

"I'm here to ask, what is your name, so I can fill in your address book."

Gu Qingchi didn't speak for a long time, and waited until the other person asked worriedly before speaking again.

"Gu Qingchi, my name is Gu Qingchi."

The opposite was pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I have the same last name as my son."

After talking for more than ten minutes, the other side reluctantly said goodbye.

"Then I'm going to hang up."

"Ok."

Gu Qingchi obediently responded and held the handset to his ear, waiting for the other party to hang up. After a while there was no beeping sound, he reacted and pulled the handset back to hang up.

After he hung up, he lowered his head, looked at the landline, and stood for a while in a daze.

The name Gu Qingchi was given by his mother.

Mrs. Gu called, she was in a good mood at noon and volunteered to cook.

Both father and son had no objection. Madam Gu insisted on not wanting help from Madam Wang, so Madam Wang went to groom Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang was a poodle raised by Mrs. Gu. She was pregnant. The doctor said she was going to give birth these days. She was a little lethargic. Lie in the doghouse.

Mother Wang was talking to Xiao Wang and looked up to see Mrs. Gu, only to find out that I don’t know when the two big men of the Gu family had surrounded the kitchen and blocked the door, blocking Mrs. Gu strictly, like two virtues. Animal husbandry.

She has been in the Gu's house for a long time, and Madam Gu is just like her own daughter. She squeezed Xiao Wang's paw and smiled.

"Look at your mom, dad and brother, they cook, how nice, family."

At noon, three dishes, all made eggplants, were put on the table.

Father Gu and Gu Xie both said it was delicious, and Madam Gu also tasted it herself. It was a bit too salty, so she frowned and swallowed it.

Father Gu ate as usual. He couldn't see much, so he only removed the dishes in front of Mrs. Gu, and wrote lightly.

"I think it's okay, but you have a weak taste, I am afraid that you are not used to it. I will make you a porridge later.

Gu's father knows how to eat, and even cooks very well. He goes out to socialize, and when he eats well, he often consults celebrity chefs.

Mrs. Gu seldom cooks. She has parents at home and a cafeteria outside. She doesn't need to be able to cook.

Even when she was with Gu's father and was opposed by Gu's family, Mrs. Gu never did it during the period when the two of them were renting a house outside. It was Gu's father who came.

Mrs. Gu was young at the time, but she had learned piano for more than ten years, and she had a bright future under the tutelage of a famous teacher. Although she was happy with her father, she had always been afraid of marriage.

Although she is young, she clearly sees that women are at a disadvantage in marriage, and they invest more in marriage than men. They are assumed to assume housework and raise children, and they also need to bear the risks of childbirth and the impact of pregnancy on work. And these intangible sacrifices and efforts are often not recognized.

Mrs. Gu's family is not rich and wealthy, she has seen many such things.

She has seen her classmates lose their jobs because of pregnancy, and become more and more selfless with trivial housework and children all day long. Everything revolves around the family, and she is also accused of spending too much every month.

She is afraid of such a future, she is afraid that her talent will be spent in endless housework. If it weren't for Gu's father, she would not even think about love, but even when she was the most affectionate with Gu's father back then, she didn't. Thought about getting married.

It was Gu's father who accommodated these one by one. Mrs. Gu had concerns about him, so he took actions to dispel those concerns. He learned to cook, learn to do housework, and supported Mrs. Gu's further studies.

The two have been together for a long time before Mrs. Gu loosely received the marriage certificate.

When Father Gu came out of the kitchen, he brought out not only a bowl of porridge, but also a plate of roasted eggplant.

Mrs. Gu became happy now.

"I won't, you will be the same."

After Gu Qingchi hung up the phone, he didn't go back to lie down. He remembered Mrs. Gu's words, drank Banlangen, and had a good meal.

He used to read a book every day and play the piano for a few hours. He hadn't played the piano for two or three years. The feel that he had learned through long hours of practice has long since gone, and he has regressed a lot.

Since he told Ye Li that he was going to the Conservatory of Music, he would practice for an afternoon every day, but today he was sitting in front of the piano bench and hadn't started, occasionally pressing a few keys indiscriminately, which seemed absent-minded.

The screen of the phone on the sofa next to it turned on, and Gu Qingchi glanced sideways.

It’s a WeChat message—I saw your movie, it’s so good!

When Gu Qingchi practiced the piano, he would generally ignore these messages, even if it was sent by Ye Li, but this time he picked it up with a horror and clicked it in.

The message comes from the contact-"Piano"

Gu Qingchi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it was Mrs. Gu's WeChat name. When she registered for WeChat for the first time, she was so busy that she subconsciously named it.

Gu Qingchi habitually wanted to change the remarks. After entering the two words "Mother", he did not press to confirm for a long time. Finally, he deleted another word.

After returning to the chat interface, I saw several messages sent by Mrs. Gu.

[I found out that you still have a movie from abroad, so I will check it out later. 】

[I also saw your picture, and there are still many people drawing your pictures! 】

Then there is a series of pictures, all of which are Gu Qingchi, or the pictures that Dazha drew for Gu Qingchi.

When Gu Qingchi was a model, the photos that came out inspire many wives. There are even more pictures on the Internet than the finished photos of Gu Qingchi.

The last picture is a picture of Gu Qingchi’s friends drawn by a wife. The source of inspiration is obviously a photo of Little Lihua and Gu Qingchi, but in the last picture, Gu Qingchi is a Q version of the villain, and there is also a little raccoon cat. The big cat ears and cat tail of the same style are sitting in a tattered cardboard box, stretching out and yawning, looking innocent, next to a line of somewhat childish words and a crying face—because the owner bought it I lost the breed cat, so I was thrown away.

Gu Qingchi held the phone and stared at the last picture, his ears slowly turning red.

After he calmed down, Mrs. Gu sent another picture—a young Gu Qingchi. This picture is not in the q version. At a glance, it can be seen that it is Gu Qingchi. It is very exquisite and the details are very complicated. When he was young, Gu Qingchi is at least 90% similar. Gu Qingchi inside is an angel image. Unlike the usual angel image, he is not blond, but black. In the painting, he looks angry, half squatting on the ground, huge and white. His wings spread out behind him, one hand was on his lower abdomen, and the other hand was a broken gun, with blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked up and seemed to be fighting something in the air.

[This is good-looking, because there are so many transparent small prints on it, it looks so uncomfortable, I will find a way to see how to get rid of it. 】

This Mrs. Painter put a lot of watermarks to prevent theft of pictures.

Gu Qingchi forgot to be shy and typed a lot of words for Mrs. Gu to explain what a watermark is. After a while, Mrs. Gu happily sent a message.

"I know."

After a few minutes, Gu Qingchi received a picture, the same one, but without the watermark.

[I bought this picture. 】

Mrs. Gu put down the mobile phone in her hand and picked up the other one on the table. It was the Weibo private message dialogue interface. Not only did she buy this picture, she also learned to ask for a draft.

On the other side, Gu Qingchi followed the watermark to Weibo and found that the blogger had just posted a Weibo.

[Uuuuu, I didn’t expect that in my lifetime, I would experience the rapid fall of being taken care of by a rich woman! 】

Below are two coded screenshots, the code is very direct, and the code is written on the rich woman. The other party first sent a picture and asked the price straightforwardly. The blogger responded quickly and very official, it seems to be asked More than once.

Blogger: Three thousand, do you want to buy it?

Typing rich woman: It's so cheap, of course I buy it.

Blogger: No, I will just say it casually, you can bargain.

Code rich woman: I want this one, and I will draw a few more, all of which are Gu Qingchi, and 10 more. The price is arbitrary. The money has been transferred, and the extra is a tip.

Finally, there is a transfer picture with the numbers coded and only one line written-I won't tell you how much, anyway, tips are more expensive than paintings.