Chapter 6

Lu Kuan soon realized how difficult it was to earn these few thousand yuan. He accompanied Zhou Xun and Jiang Qinqin from 4:30 to 7:00, and the two still didn't mean to stop. The young Daoist was already a bit unable to keep up.

If the two female salespeople at Youngor saw this scene, they would have to slander again. Such a weak person is still a little white face, sooner or later he will be kicked by a rich woman!

"Two sisters, can we take a break and eat? Aren't you going to Suzhou to film tomorrow!"

Zhou Xun looked at her watch and smiled: "Didn't notice that time passed so fast, let's buy a few more pieces of underwear for your Sister Jiang and then go."

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Qinqin's face was a little flushed, she patted Zhou Xun angrily, and glanced at the young Daoist with a normal expression.

The humidity in the Yangtze River Delta region is relatively heavy, and daily clothes are difficult to dry, especially in the recent continuous light rain, and they have to be blown for a long time with a hair dryer.

The main purpose of Jiang Qinqin pulling Zhou Xun shopping tonight is actually to buy underwear.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Qinqin seemed to feel that it was a bit embarrassing to let a man 6 or 7 years younger than herself wait for her to buy underwear outside, so she picked a few and dragged Zhou Xun out.

"Give it to me." Lu Kuan was used to asking for the clothing bags.

Jiang Qinqin glared at him: "Go away, I'll take it myself."

Zhou Xun giggled on the side: "Young Daoist, you made the female Bodhisattva's face red."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Qinqin patted her best friend's butt with a slap. Although there was little meat, it was trembling.

The wind outside was biting, Lu Kuan let the two wait at the door, and drove to pick them up.

"What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Qinqin wondered: "This is like you are the landlord. You are from Maoshan, and you still understand Wuxi?"

"Slightly understand some secular affairs."

Lu Kuan recalled the past of being invited to Wuxi as a judge for the model contest in his previous life, and the ambiguity of having fun with several young models after the game was still vivid.

"Big meals are tired of eating, do you want to go to a snack street or something to stroll around."

Zhou Xun's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

She is a figure who doesn't get fat, which is unique among actresses, at least she is much less taboo than Jiang Qinqin who loses weight every day.

Lu Kuan drove to Chong'an Temple, which is a snack street built in the downtown area with a long history.

"Heh, you really can find it, amazing, Young Daoist." Jiang Qinqin was also fully armed and got out of the car, very surprised at his familiarity.

"This place is very famous, I heard it on the mountain."

The three of them avoided the crowded crowd and walked inside. Today is Saturday, and the snack street is quite crowded.

Lu Kuan's tall body blocked in front of the two actresses to open the way, making them feel very safe.

"This young Daoist is actually not bad as a bodyguard." Jiang Qinqin whispered to Zhou Xun behind him.

"Qinqin, are you lonely?" Zhou Xun teased her best friend.

"Oh, I know, you touched it when you stretched his clothes just now, how does it feel? That muscle is strong... tsk tsk!"

Jiang Qinqin raised her eyebrows: "Go to yours, you are always sticking with Li Yapeng, and you still laugh at me."

Zhou Xun is 27 this year, and Jiang Qinqin is one year younger. Actresses in this era don't like hidden marriage and hidden love, and both of them have eaten and seen, and the scale of their words is very large.

"Do you eat these?" Lu Kuan couldn't hear what the two were whispering behind his back, pointing to the plum blossom cake, Wang Amei sugar taro, and Ding Aliu's duck blood vermicelli soup on the right.

"Little Lu, is there a place to sit?" Jiang Qinqin is not as interested in snacks as Zhou Xun. The girl from Shancheng has a heavy taste and is not used to the sweet things in Su-Xi-Chang.

Lu Kuan relied on his height advantage to look for a while: "There should be a Gongdelin in front, specializing in vegetarian food, buy some and take it over."

Several people enjoyed the rare leisure time. Lu Kuan was drunk and dreaming of death at the dinner table 24 hours ago, and Zhou Xun and Jiang Qinqin had been filming for several months if it weren't for Li Yapeng's beating incident last night.

Life is not easy, Little Lu sighed, touched the 7,000 yuan in his pocket, Lu Kuan prepared to contact his senior brother in Beijing first, and entrusted him to register a consulting company in Beijing.

This is mainly to avoid legal risks.

Next, a hanging wall in the entertainment circle who knows your life and death for three hundred years is about to appear.

The three found a corner in the Gongdelin lobby and sat down. The two actresses were still fully armed, but they loosened their scarves slightly and began to taste the food.

Zhou Xun was hungry, holding a piece of Cai Apo egg cake in her left hand, stirring the Huishan tofu flower with a spoon in her right hand, and couldn't stop praising.

"Little Lu really knows how to find a place, delicious!"

Lu Kuan smiled and scalded two sets of tableware for them, and he also ate a double mushroom flying swallow, watching Jiang Qinqin opposite pouring chili oil into the bowl, thinking that Shancheng is still strong enough.

The three ate for a while, slightly relieving the hunger in their stomachs.

Jiang Qinqin looked at Lu Kuan opposite and smiled: "Lu Kuan, you don't wear a Daoist robe, your language and demeanor can't see your original face at all."

Zhou Xun had long been suspicious in her heart: "Yes, I seriously suspect that you are a fake Daoist. Your living habits look exactly the same as normal people."

Can drive, can recognize the road, can find the snack street, and his gestures don't look like a Maoshan Daoist raised in the deep mountains at all.

"Don't be deceived by the Daoists in TV series and novels."

Lu Kuan explained: "We are all practicing at home. Except for normal lessons, we are no different from ordinary people. I am at least a high school graduate. One of my senior brothers took the university entrance exam early."

"But he left the Daoist register early, which is an individual case."

In short, Daoist is just a profession, not an exclusive identity.

"Then what you said in front of Director Zhang today is true?" Jiang Qinqin was a little half-believing.

Originally, seeing that he could point out that the crew's suspension was because of Li Yapeng, she was a little surprised, but at this moment, seeing Lu Kuan take off his Daoist robe and completely integrate into ordinary people, she lost the filter of mystery.

"True or not, you will know in a few days."

Lu Kuan looked at the two who were still a little suspicious and smiled: "The two sisters spent money today, I will calculate for you, ask whatever you want."

Zhou Xun and Jiang Qinqin looked at each other. One bought clothes and the other bought shoes, which could be considered as covering a little white face together.

"Calculate the feelings!" Jiang Qinqin put down the soup spoon with blurred eyes and reported two horoscopes to the young Daoist.

Lu Kuan secretly laughed. This man should be Zhang Xiaozheng of "The White-Haired Witch," right? Why haven't they broken up yet?

(End of chapter)