Chapter 70:

Thanks to the early propaganda, the quality itself is really good. The box office of "Life and Death" is like sitting on a rocket. It is a few hundred million bills a day. This is a miracle that has never happened before in the film industry.
It’s not just the "Life and Death Frontline" crew, but even the people who eat melons are watching the blood, and even spontaneously in various forums, opened a variety of statistics "life and death line" box office posts, punch in the card every day, never tired.
It was said that the voice of Liu Jia'an Jiang Lang had disappeared without a trace, and the black people were lurking in the deepest part, no longer dare to take the lead.
However, half a month after the release, the box office of "Life and Death" has exceeded 4 billion. This figure, let alone other people, even surprised Yu Qinghuan who had experienced the previous generation and was psychologically prepared for the bombing box office.
You must know that the last box office of the "Life and Death Line" in the last life was only 5.9 billion. But now, judging from this still fierce rise, exceeding this figure is definitely not a problem.
"How, brother is amazing!" Zhao Qingyuan's career through this shareholder wind, skyrocketing, the price is almost equal to Qin. A variety of big production invitations flew like snowflakes, but he did not immediately agree.
On the contrary, when the propaganda was over, I ran to the home of Yu Qinghuan at the first time. While turning the refrigerator, I was very happy with Yu Qing. "When I entered the entertainment circle, my dad almost took the whip and killed me! Now, everyone says " Life and death line is played by his son, hahaha!"
Yu Qinghuan did not answer the words. The province’s tail was cocked to the sky, and he turned his own script of
How to Love You
, as if he had not heard it.
Zhao Qingyuan’s attitude towards him has long been used, and he does not care. From the refrigerator, I turned two siu mai into my mouth. Then I sat down beside Yu Qinghuan and smashed him with my elbow. "Don't look, oh, I told you a serious thing, my first two. I bought Kenn’s super run, and that’s your endorsement.

"You bought a car again?" Yu Qinghuan looked up from the script and disagreed.
Zhao Qingyuan is a car madman, two lines in the garage of the home, all parked are luxury cars. However, he is lazy and bought a car. He occasionally looks at it. It is very rich and self-willed.
"I always want to give you some face," Zhao Qingyuan smiled. When he saw Yu Qinghuan’s brows, he continued to say: "And the car is really beautiful, and many of my friends outside the circle have already placed orders. ""
Zhao Qingyuan’s words are not fake. Since Yu Qinghuan’s endorsement of Kenn’s passion series, the sales of Kenn’s sports cars have increased dramatically, not only in the passion series, but also in other sports cars!
Yu Qinghuan’s roads seem to be particularly good. Many people have said that in so many sports cars, they chose Kenn, Yu Qinghuan is a spokesperson.
Zhao Qingyuan's friends are even more, one by one, do not do anything, every day to open the trumpet to Yu Qinghuan microblogging under the same as the little girl, urging him to send microblogging, self-timer. Yu Qinghuan endorsed the watch and they bought the watch. The endorsement car immediately went to buy a car. The chasing star chased more than anyone else.
Even threatened to lure Zhao Qingyuan, he must know Yu Qinghuan through him.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyuan touched the small bottle in his pocket and said to Yu Qinghuai: "It’s really strange, how can you be a with a straight eye!"
Pull out the small bottle, wry smile, and put it in the hands of Yu Qinghuan, "Indian oil! I am enough friends! I will bring it to you when you bring it to you!"
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
Why Zhao Qingyuan’s loyalty is always reflected in this aspect!
"Qing Yuan," he took a deep breath and resisted the urge to swear. He put the so-called Indian oil on the side and stared at Zhao Qingyuan for a minute without squinting until he was Looking at the hairy, this is a slow-paced opening. "You don't think you are too concerned about homosexuality?"
Zhao Qingyuan was overwhelmed by what he said, stupidly spit out a syllable, "Ah?"
"This," Yu Qinghuan pointed to the small bottle. "Why do you know this kind of thing? There are still a lot of messy videos, I can't find it. Where did you get it?"
Zhao Qingyuan swallowed his mouth: "This, this is not very simple..."
Yu Qinghuan snorted and almost stunned Zhao Qingyuan’s pants.
"We two, I don't know, I thought you were gay."
Zhao Qingyuan: "!!!"
"I don't! Don't say it! I only like women!" He quickly argued that in order to prove his innocence, he wanted to let Yu Qinghuan look at the beautiful pictures of his mobile phone, and suddenly there was a slamming lock at the door.
It turned out that Huo Qu was back.
"How come early today?" Yu Qinghuan looked at his watch and saw it at four o'clock in the afternoon. He asked a question.
"Holiday." Huo Qu returned to him, rushed to Zhao Qingyuan nodded, bent over and began to change shoes.
"Hey?" was dragged by Huo Qu, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly forgot the horror. He looked at Yu Qinghuan with surprise and asked: "Is it wrong? Your family Huo Qu took the initiative to say hello to me?!

You must know that in the past, Huo Qu was not only Yu Qinghuan, but even his brother loved to answer it. Today, he can nod to him first! Is he really a man covered in koi? !
Zhao Qingyuan was frightened and waved his hand, "Professor Huo, how are you."
"Hello." Huo Qu came over and sat down with Yu Qinghuan, looking at Zhao Qingyuan, seriously said: "You are not jealous."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Go to fucking! Huo Qu really did not deal with him!
Excuses to go back and try their new car, Zhao Qingyuan did not stay for a minute, and ran away, leaving Yu Qinghuan and Huo Qu a world of two.
"How come suddenly to take such a long vacation?" Yu Qinghuan asked Huo's coat on the hanger and asked him.
Huo Qu mentioned this incident a few days ago, but it happened to be at night. Yu Qinghuan was confused and didn't ask much. When I remembered it, I suddenly felt a little strange.
Isn't Huo Qu wanting to take advantage of him before he enters the crew, and spare some time to accompany him?
Yu Qinghuan waited for a while, didn't hear Huo Qu's answer, couldn't help but look back, just wanted to ask again, but when he saw something in his hand, he almost jumped up!
When Huo Qu came back suddenly, he had not had time to hide the bottle of Indian oil. Who knows that he was seen by him!
Fortunately, all printed on it are Indian characters, not Chinese characters.
When Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, he did not dare to delay. He rushed over and grabbed his hand and grabbed it. Who knows it was hid by Huoqu.
"Don't make trouble, give it to me." Yu Qinghuan coughed, and said with guilty conscience: "This is a medicine. It is not good to get rid of it." No one can understand the words above. He is a serious nonsense.
Huo Qu stared at the small bottle for a minute, and then he looked up in shock. "Qing Huan, is this for you?"
"No," Yu Qinghuan was guilty, so he did not notice his expression. Afraid of Huoqu’s fear, he did not dare to take it on his own, and had to rack his brains to lie.
What is... is Zhao Qingyuan’s.

"Impossible." Huo Qu's refutation of the sentence, his face stretched tightly, seems to be a bit angry.
"Really." Yu Qinghuan made persistent efforts and tried to smash all the pots to Zhao Qingyuan: "It is him..."
If the words have not been finished, they will be interrupted by the cold voice of Huo Qu -

This product can effectively extend the time of making love, increase hardness and length, and help men find their self-esteem...

He looked at Yu Qinghuan incredulously and continued to read it according to the above words. "After applying for ten minutes, it will not affect the mouth and oral sex. What does this mean?"
Although there are still some places that do not understand, but Huo Qu probably already knows the purpose of this thing, how can Zhao Qingyuan carry this kind of thing!
Since it is not Zhao Qingyuan's, it is not used for Qinghuan, then it is left alone -
Huo Qu looked at Yu Qinghuan with a wounded face. He couldn't believe that his family was not only secretly abandoning him, but also bought this kind of thing and wanted to use it for him!

Why do you know the Indian word?
Yu Qinghuan looked at Huo Qu’s stunned, and did not expect that he could understand the above instructions! Even for a while, the focus was ignored.
"I knew it before." Huo Qu’s lips, do not want to talk about this topic, he looked at Yu Qinghuan with a faint look. "Qing Huan, do you think I have not been long enough?"
"No!" Yu Qinghuan finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He suddenly felt awkward and remembered the fear of being crushed on the bed by Huo Qu in those years. He quickly explained: "Don't think about it, it is not."
"I don't believe it." In Yu Qinghuan's horrified eyes, Huo Qu throws the bottle of Indian oil back and throws it up.
"Huo Qu, you calm down," Yu Qinghuan struggled under him, and Zhao Qingyuan was half-dead in his heart.
Come here! What kind of Indian oil! ! It’s not too bad! He will be killed in the bed by Huo Qu! ! !
"Really, it’s really Zhao Qingyuan!"
The answer to him is that Huo Qu’s more fierce kiss.
On this evening, Huo Qu was completely insane. Yu Qinghuan felt that his inventory of more than 20 years was completely drained by him this night. When he got up the next morning, he even walked.
On the other hand, Huo Qu, not only has nothing to do with people, but even has the strength to put on a cold face!
This is the first time Huo Qu was angry with Yu Qinghuan. He licked his lips and opened his breath. His dark eyes were always staring at Yu Qinghuan, as if he had to rush to swallow him at any time.
Yu Qing was frightened and frightened. After rushing to eat breakfast, he even went out of the door and tried to escape to the studio to keep his safety. Who knows that when he turns back, he finds that Huoqu is behind him.
"You want to go too?" Yu Qinghuan asked.
"Yeah." Huo Qu grabbed his hand tightly, still cold face, but the tone was sour: "I will not let you and Qin Lan together!"
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
Eight hundred years of vinegar! Can still eat now! Professor Huo, are you really okay? !