This neighborhood was neither old nor new, but the overall layout was very imposing. It was not as flashy and fashionable as the new neighborhoods, nor as old as the old ones. The greenery was done very well, and the structure of the houses was also grand. It was the kind of neighborhood that the locals liked.
Yesterday, a film crew came to the neighborhood. It was not a rare thing, and it was not the first time. A few years ago, a very popular family ethics drama was filmed in this neighborhood. In the drama, the parents of the male lead lived in this neighborhood.
This time, the film crew was followed by a few big stars. The uncles and aunties in the neighborhood looked around excitedly for a while, but soon dispersed. The older generation did not chase after stars, and they were purely there to join in the fun. Moreover, there was also a big star in the neighborhood. The daughter of the Qin family was very famous. The few female stars in the film crew were far inferior to her.
In the morning, the film crew had a conflict with a property owner in the neighborhood. Although most of the scenes were filmed indoors, there were definitely scenes in the neighborhood. However, one of the property owners happened to be renovating, which hindered the film crew's filming. The two parties had a dispute in the neighborhood. It was the scene that Qin Ze and Qin Bao Bao saw when they came in. After the property management mediated, the film crew spent some money, and the property owner agreed to renovate another day.
At this time, there was a visiting reporter outside the neighborhood interviewing the property owners one by one. A well-dressed woman in her early thirties was followed by an uncle carrying a camera. It was a very standard configuration. It seemed that there should be a big shot in the film crew.
"Hello, can I do a simple interview?" The woman caught an auntie wandering in the neighborhood.
Usually, entertainment reporters would only interview the film crew. They would not look for the bored bystanders. However, today, the film crew had a slight conflict with the property owner, and this matter could be written another article.
Therefore, after leaving the film crew, she conveniently interviewed the bystanders.
"Yes, yes." The auntie spoke in Mandarin with a local accent, and her face was full of a reserved smile.
"Just now, the film crew had a conflict with the property owner in our neighborhood, right? What do you think about it?" After the woman finished speaking, she put the microphone in front of the auntie.
"Just to join in the fun. It's rare to have a film crew … Everyone, don't be too curious …" The auntie stuttered.
Everyone would be very nervous in front of a microphone or in an "eye-catching" situation.
The female entertainment reporter was a little disappointed. She wanted to hear a sharper answer, so she said, "Will it cause any trouble for you? For example, if it's inconvenient for you to travel, or if fans come over and cause inconvenience in your life? "
"No, no." The middle-aged woman waved her hands and smiled brightly. "Didn't someone come to film a few years ago? They left after a few days. Many people came to watch the show."
The auntie thought for a moment. "We have a celebrity in our neighborhood."
The female reporter was stunned. She thought to herself, "What do you mean? There are celebrities in your neighborhood too."
She searched her memory for a moment, but she could not remember any celebrities living in this neighborhood. There were only a few A-list and B-list celebrities living in Shanghai. Moreover, a celebrity of that status wouldn't live in such an old neighborhood.
Perhaps she was a C- or D-list celebrity.
"Which celebrity lives here?" the female reporter asked.
At the mention of this question, the woman seemed very happy. She said, "That Old Qin in Unit 2 of Block 9 …"
An old man carrying a baby came out from the unit next door and complained loudly, "You've been crying non-stop. Maybe you pooped. Come back and change your diapers."
He spoke in Shanghai dialect, and the female reporter could only understand half of it.
The auntie hurriedly said, "I'm going to change my granddaughter's diapers."
She smiled embarrassedly at the camera, greeted her husband, took her granddaughter, and entered the unit together.
Halfway through her sentence, the entertainment reporter was very anxious. She looked around and fixed her eyes on another auntie. This auntie's grocery bag was broken, and apples were rolling all over the floor. She was bending down to pick them up one by one.
Her other hand was holding her phone, and she was making a call.
The female reporter walked over and bent down to help pick up the apples and a few bags of vegetables. But the rope was broken, and the auntie could only hold it with difficulty.
"Mom is downstairs. The bag is broken. Help me get a new bag down. Yes, there's a new bag in the second cupboard in the kitchen."
"Thank you!" The auntie hung up and said with a smile. She looked at the female reporter and the man holding the small camera.
"Are you filming TV?" she asked.
Just by looking at her appearance, one could only guess that she was in her forties or fifties. She took good care of herself and did not have the puffy eye circles of an ordinary auntie. The crow's feet at the corner of her eyes added some charm to her.
A very beautiful auntie.
"We're here to visit the set, from Beluga Entertainment Weekly." The female reporter said, "Can we interview you for a few questions?"
The auntie smiled and said, "Go ahead."
The female reporter asked the same question again. The auntie's answer was very well-behaved and harmonious. She did not complain or complain. The female reporter thought to herself that the editor's article was probably useless. It was a waste.
Then she asked, "I just heard from an auntie that there's a celebrity living here. Is it true?"
She was just asking casually. Anyway, even if there was, it was not a very famous artist. She might not even be considered a celebrity. The general public often mixed the concepts of celebrities, celebrities, and internet celebrities.
When the beautiful auntie heard this, she fell silent and hesitated.
"Is it inconvenient to say?" the female reporter asked.
"If you broadcast it, will there be paparazzi waiting here every day? What if someone knocks on the door and asks for an autograph? "the auntie said hesitantly.
The female reporter was speechless.
What was this? It was hard to say whether the paparazzi would be waiting or not. Knocking on the door and asking for an autograph was too funny. I didn't ask you where the celebrity lived. Moreover, which one of the A-list or B-list big shots did not have paparazzi waiting for them?
"No, no, don't worry," the female reporter said.
If there was a celebrity living in this area, the editor could add a few hundred more words when writing the article.
"It should be my daughter," the beautiful auntie said. "But I'm not sure if my son is considered a celebrity. I heard that he's quite popular."
The female reporter was speechless.
Did she hear wrongly?
She could understand every word the auntie said, but why did she feel that she did not understand at all?
The female reporter asked, "Your daughter … is a celebrity?"
The female reporter was in disbelief.
"Oh, my daughter and son," the auntie looked over the female reporter's shoulder and behind them and said happily.
The female reporter subconsciously turned her head to look. The man holding the small camera also turned around and turned the lens.
A young couple walked over. The man was about 1.8 meters tall and looked very handsome. He had short hair and was wearing a black leather jacket, dark-colored casual pants, and sneakers.
The young woman held his arm. She was wearing a light blue down jacket and a pair of tight pencil pants. Her long legs were straight and well-proportioned, paired with a pair of white snow boots.
The woman was wearing sunglasses. The female reporter, who was slightly short-sighted, could not see clearly, but the man looked very familiar.
"Qin Ze?!" the female reporter stammered.
As a qualified entertainment reporter, it was impossible for her not to recognize Qin Ze. This Qin Ze, even though he was not from the entertainment industry, was more famous and exposed than some small celebrities. Not even ordinary third-rate celebrities could compare to him. Just his title of 'Fast Shooter' was already well-known and well-known.
Then the woman beside him was undoubtedly Qin Bao Bao!
The sister was awesome, and so was the brother. The combination of the siblings was even more awesome.
The female reporter ran over excitedly. "Miss Qin, hello."
Qin Bao Bao frowned.
Qin Ze blinked. "Hello, you are?"
"I'm a reporter from Platinum Entertainment Weekly, Li Ru." The female reporter was so excited that her face was red. "Can I do a simple interview with you?"
The female reporter was wearing an office lady's suit. She had a good figure and was between 25 and 30 years old. As long as a woman of this age knew how to dress up, she would exude a mature charm.
Qin Ze did not have any complicated thoughts and looked at her a few more times. His arm was secretly pinched by his sister. How ruthless.
Qin Bao Bao was not a magnanimous woman. She had a small temper and was also very narrow-minded. She was gracious and well-educated outside, and it was not an act. The main reason was that there were not many people outside who were worth her being calculative and throwing a tantrum.
His sister's world was not big, and Qin Ze occupied a large part of it. She regarded her brother as especially important. Qin Ze hated all the flirtatious sluts who threw flirtatious glances at Qin Bao. Similarly, she did not like Qin Ze staring at other women.
"I can, but it's not convenient for my sister," Qin Ze said.
"Then … thank you." The female reporter nodded. "Do you live here?"
"My parents live here."
"May I ask what the recent work schedule of Tianfang Entertainment is?"
"There are no special plans for now."
"When is Qin Bao Bao's next album?"
"Wait until next year."
"Does Qin Bao Bao have a boyfriend?"
"You said you would only answer my questions."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Ze looked at his sister and shook his head. "No."
The female reporter asked a few more questions and left in satisfaction. This content was enough for an editor to write 2,000 words.
Today's task was more than completed.
Entertainment reporters like them ran around every day. In fact, the things they took might not necessarily be published as articles. However, if they were liked and published as entertainment news, they would get a commission.
She could cut today's things into two news articles. One article would become two articles, and she would have an extra income.
Qin Ma carried the grocery bags and walked over in small steps. "Is it okay? Will someone come and knock on the door? Or paparazzi in the neighborhood? "
As she spoke, Qin Ma glanced at her daughter's hand that was hugging her son's arm.
Her liver hurt. Which family's daughter hugged her brother's arm like this all day?
She was too embarrassed to say it.
"They won't. The paparazzi are waiting at my place. It doesn't matter. I don't have a boyfriend. They can take whatever photos they want." Qin Baobao sensed her mother's gaze. She calmly let go of her mother and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Mom, let me do it." Qin Ze took the vegetables and fruits from his mother's hands. They were quite heavy.
After returning home, Qin Ma washed the apples, cut them into pieces, inserted toothpicks into them, and brought them to the living room. On the way, Teddy was pestering her calf.
"Mom, this dog is so annoying. Let me tell you, hurry up and send it away." Qin Bao Bao frowned.
"Wait for your Aunt Zheng to be discharged," Qin Ma said helplessly.
Pancreatitis is very torturous. At least ten days to half a month. In serious cases, it can be months, "Qin Ze said.
"No way?" Qin Ma was stunned. She searched on her phone and said gloomily, "It's true."
"Then we won't come back this month." Qin Bao Bao's voice was tinged with a little happiness.
"I'll pretend that I never gave birth to you." Qin Ma said angrily. Then she changed the topic. "By the way, the movie you made is going to be released. Is it today or tomorrow?"
Qin Bao Bao and Qin Ze looked at each other and thought, "It's finally here."
"Today." Qin Bao Bao pretended to be relaxed. "Mom, there's nothing to see. I'm not the lead. I'm just a guest star."
"Azé is the lead. I heard from your dad." Qin Ma smiled. "It's my son's first movie. Of course, I have to watch it."
"Of course not." Qin Ze said.
"Why?"
"I don't have any acting skills. Mom, you don't know. I'm the kind of 'awkward' little fresh meat with no acting skills. It's a trashy movie for fun. There's nothing to see. There will be people in the theater who will scold me for my bad acting skills. You'll feel uncomfortable when you hear that, right? "Qin Ze said.
The director would cry if he heard that.
The movie that he worked so hard to prepare for two years became a trashy movie for no reason.
"It's okay. Bao Bao, I didn't feel angry when you scolded me a while ago. Can it be worse than scolding her? "Qin Ma didn't care.
It was the absolute truth. Some time ago, when the old master was looking at the computer and scrolling through Weibo, Qin Ma was calm and collected.
Her mental fortitude was off the charts.
Qin Ze wanted to say more, but his sister nudged him with her foot and signaled him to shut up.
Qin Bao Bao took out her phone and poked at the screen with her slender fingers. "Mom, let me check for you. There should still be tickets for tonight."
If it were an ordinary parent, Qin Bao Bao would definitely say, "Oh, there are no tickets. What a pity." However, this lie could fool Qin Ma, but it couldn't fool the old master. Moreover, Qin Ma just didn't like to use the Internet. It didn't mean that she didn't know how to use it. After all, Qin Ma had a high school education. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have the heart to study, she might have been able to go to university. University in that era, tsk tsk!
Qin Bao Bao poked and poked at the screen. Suddenly, she said, "Oh, Mom, my stomach hurts …"
Then, her sister threw the phone away and held her stomach. Looking at her round buttocks, she moaned painfully on the sofa.
"What's wrong? Menstrual cramps again? " Qin Ma was shocked. She hugged her daughter and frowned. "Did you eat something bad these few days?"
Qin Bao Bao buried her head in her mother's arms and whimpered, "Maybe I ate something bad. It hurts, sob sob sob …"
She peeked out an eye and blinked at her brother.
Only then did Qin Ze know that his sister was faking her illness. He was scared out of his wits just now and subconsciously wanted to hug her. Fortunately, he restrained himself. His mother was still standing there.
His sister was really good at acting and scheming.
"Shall I take you to the hospital?" Qin Ma was anxious.
"No need … I'll go to the hospital if my stomach hurts. It's not that pretentious … Ouch …" Qin Bao Bao said "painfully".
"Then I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"No, I'm sleeping in your arms. I'm your obedient Bao Bao." Qin Bao Bao did not forget to act coquettishly. Qin Ma was distressed and gratified.
My scheming girl is really something.
It's better to lie in bed if your stomach hurts. Qin Ma helped her daughter back to her room and rubbed her stomach for a long time. Qin Bao Bao said that it was much better, but she did not dare to say that it didn't hurt anymore. She had to act until night time.
"Mom, how's sister?" Qin Ze nibbled on an apple and pretended to be concerned.
"She's much better. You said that she ate something bad, but she doesn't have diarrhea or vomiting. I think it's better to go to the hospital for a checkup." Qin Ma was worried.
"She's not a doll. She's not that pretentious. She'll be fine after a while."
Qin Ma hit her son.
"I'll go check on her." Qin Ze nibbled on an apple and slipped into his sister's room.
She was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone and subconsciously wanted to shrink into the quilt. When she saw that it was Qin Ze who came in, she rolled her eyes.
"Smart!" Qin Ze sat on the bed and gave her a thumbs up.
"Help me get an apple. Don't just eat by yourself." Qin Bao Bao pushed him.
"You have a stomachache. Why are you eating an apple?" Qin Ze handed her half an apple. "Eat mine."
Qin Bao Bao gnawed on the half apple like a rabbit gnawing on a carrot. Soon, she finished the apple. His sister hugged Qin Ze's neck from behind and breathed in his ear. "Stomachache. Azé, can you rub your sister's stomach?"
Qin Ze was unmoved.
His sister lowered her voice as if she was doing something shameful. "Take off your clothes and rub them."
Qin Ze still ignored her.
"Hey!" She shouted unhappily.
"I want you to pretend to have a stomachache. You can't pretend for two days. Otherwise, Mom and Dad will force you to go to the hospital," Qin Ze said.
"Why are you thinking so much?" Qin Baobao smiled sweetly. She was as charming as she could be. "Big Sister is rubbing your tummy. Do you want to come?"
Qin Ze gritted his teeth. This torturous soy milk machine.
"Is it very exciting to step on a tightrope?" Qin Ze said angrily. "Believe it or not, I'll reward you."
Qin Bao Bao covered her buttocks and looked at him warily.
"Then, will you pretend to have a stomachache tomorrow?"
"It's useless for me to pretend. Besides, we'll take turns to have stomachaches. Mom is not a fool."
"Oh, why are you thinking so much? Talk to your sister." Qin Bao Bao pulled the quilt and covered herself and her brother.
Of course, they were just talking. Qin Ze was used to chatting with his sister under the quilt.
They chatted for a while under the quilt. Qin Ze's phone rang.
The caller ID: Zhao Tiezhu!
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