One Useless Rebirth

Chapter 132: Just Shut up (1)Translator: Sissy That Walk

It was the third time that Di Qiuhe was blocked by Di Qiuhe, right after they expressed love to each other. Now, Di Qiuhe was like a kite with a broken string, sad, upset and depressed.

"You mean…You hung up his call and turned off your phone after he accepted your little 'love confession'?" Jiang Xiuwen's big face on the laptop screen wore an eccentric expression, as if he had been talking to an idiot.

Di Qiuhe, who had taken a cold shower, leaned against the sofa with wet hair. He gazed at the cell silently.

Jiang Xiuwen stepped back a little to take a good look at that hopeless Di Qiuhe. He actually quite enjoyed this scene, but out of his conscience, he suggested, "He just blocks your phone number, but you are still his sweetheart. You can borrow a phone to call or text him to explain. Since you like each other, you can try just your best to pamper him, and he will definitely come around." The dead Di Qiuhe finally budged, but he just raised his hand and started counting with a more hopeless tone, "WeChat, phone number, QQ , Weibo alt, email…I have tried them all and all blocked. Just now, I received an email by Xiao Bai, he said…"

Jiang Xiuwen's eyes brightened and he leaned closer to the screen, asking in a higher voice, "What did he say?"

Di Qiuhe lowered his head. Jiang Xiuwen's plain joy on his face and his curiosity for gossip just disgusted him. He ended the video chat indifferently.

Jiang Xiuwen: "…Damn!" His curiosity was stirred but he only got an unfinished gossip. That's too cruel!

Venting his anger on Jiang Xiuwen, Di Qiuhe felt better. He glanced at the filming schedule in country K, got a little bit depressed. Then he glimpsed at the plot revisions sent by director Jiang, more depressed. And another look at the flight itinerary sent by Wang Boyi, more and more depressed. Finally, he found the email shown after the video chat and glanced at the words in bold, black font, which made his depression overflowed. He collapsed on the sofa sideways.

He Bai: Now you have tried all social apps. One more, and you will never see me until the new year. P.S.: Focus on your filming. If you dare to come back, I will break your legs. P.P.S: Your third leg!

"…I want to see Xiao Bai, I want him to bully my third leg…I just want to go back for him, hug him, pamper him and hear his voice…" Di Qiuhe stood up suddenly. He began to walk away with wallet and passport, and his pajamas. "Where are you going?"

The opposite door suddenly opened and Jiang Guanshan showed up with scripts in hand.

Di Qiuhe put his passport and wallet into pocket quickly and replied naturally, "Just a little bit hungry. So, I want to ask the receptionist for some takeaway recommendations."

"Don't be silly. We're not in China, where takeaways are everywhere." Jiang Guanshan smiled. He beckoned Di Qiuhe over while closing the door and patting on the scripts, "Three meals are provided in this hotel. You can call them to order some if you're hungry. Oh, order more, the action director and other crew members will come here too. We just have a small meeting first. The filming task is very tight here, and the rental time for the filming place is limited, so we have to hurry up."

Di Qiuhe nodded and turned back to make a call. His expression seemed quite normal, but his steps were extremely heavy.

The plan to go back for Xiao Bai…failed.

Compared with Di Qiuhe, He Bai was much happier.

He found the contact number of C studio in their invitation email and called them. He soon contacted the manager and had a nice conversation regarding the cover shoot.

"10,000 yuan per cover?" Niu Junjie pulled his chair over and saw the digital contract sent by the C studio, saying with dissatisfaction, "I thought the payment of top magazine cover shoot would be very high."

"It's high enough." He Bai browsed the contract quickly and said, "The magazine cover shoot has to take model's schedule into account, it will not take long time, one day at most. Besides, fixing the shooting time and model's make up also need time. Eventually my working time may be just one hour or two. It's a relatively easy job. And the intangible profit is very huge, therefore the actual payment given by the studio is not all."

"It does make sense…" Niu Junjie sighed and glanced at him. It seemed that He Bai was in a good mood, so Niu Junjie got closer to him and said tentatively, "Well, Xiao Bai, I heard that you have blocked Qiu…"

"Stop."

He Bai pressed a book against his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Niu Junjie sideways, saying, "If you have a fight with Zheng Ya, as your friend, I will never interfere in your stuff, unless you make that really big."

Niu Junjie blushed and pushed that book away, saying shyly, "She is not my girlfriend yet. She told me that she would test me for a while…No! Xiao Bao, these two are entirely different things. Your relationship with Qiuhe is different of mine with Xiao Ya. That's different!"

He Bai pulled back his book and said casually, "It will be same, sooner or later."

"How? Xiao Ya and I will not be friends forever, we will marry each other, but you and Qiuhe…"

"Maybe we will too." He Bai squeezed a strawberry candy into Niu Junjie's mouth and he also ate one. He took his camera and said vaguely, "I'm going to finish my homework now. You crave for anything? I can get you some food on my way back." Niu Junjie was chocked by that candy.

The pen on Chen Jie's hand fell on the ground.

Wang Hu's hand twitched suddenly and pressed the wrong skill button in the game and the character was killed by the BOSS.

The dormitory fell into dead silence.

"So, no…Then I'll have it way, see you." He Bai smiled and looked around the dorm, then walked out slowly and closed the door considerately.

Big noise came from the dorm.

He Bai heard his roommates asking each other shockingly for his gossip and left with a good mood.

Leaving the campus, he first went to check the advertising of Little Mermaid, and then got on a bus at random, sat casually, began to look for his inspiration.