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Chapter 7
At noon the next day, by the time Xie Yao reacted, he was already waiting at the airport wearing a mask.
He stared blankly at the ticket in his hand, and heard the sound of planes taking off and landing.
The announcement sounded that his flight was ready to board.Xie Yao hadn't tried to fly by himself for a long time. In the past, there were people around him, but this time he went alone.
Two hours later, Xie Yao arrived at his destination.This time he went to Zhoude City without intending to stay for a long time, so he only carried a light and easy-to-carry backpack.
It was still early, and he planned to go to the hotel to put down his things first, and then go shopping nearby, and then find a favorite restaurant to have dinner, and at night to watch the performance of his favorite band.After such an arrangement, Xie Yao's mood suddenly improved a lot.
In his last life, he also stayed in Zhoude City for a few days, and that time he really rushed to this city for Zhou Qiming.At that time, the band he liked was performing here, and Xie Yao was quite happy. When he saw the promotion, he enthusiastically shared it with the other party, with expectations in his tone, and tactfully asked the other party to go with him.
"You still have free time after work. We can find a restaurant you like together and go there after dinner." Xie Yao leaned in front of the man wearing a tie, eager to discuss.
Zhou Qiming glanced at him coldly, then continued to concentrate on the movements of his hands, and the words he said seemed to pour a basin of cold water on him: "Not everyone can be as leisurely as Young Master Xie."
After speaking, he picked up the coat that was on the chair, turned and left, leaving Xie Yao standing alone in the same place.
Xie Yao's smile froze on his face, but he could only watch helplessly as he left, and he didn't dare to make a sound to persuade him to stay.Like an aging machine, he withdrew the hand that wanted to stop the other party from leaving, and then slowly dropped it.
After that day, the two of them had no communication at all, and even slept at night, they were strangers to each other, not even called tenants.
Xie Yao withdrew his thoughts. He ignored the address Chen Yi sent on WeChat, and then chose another hotel with a good environment, and checked in at the front desk.
He came here this time with a playful attitude, so let alone meeting Zhou Qiming, it is even more impossible for him to rush to find him.And Zhou Qiming didn't want to see him either.
Xie Yao was immersed in his own thoughts, he couldn't figure out whether it was the intention of the other party's manager or Zhou Qiming himself that he came here this time.But as far as the relationship between the two is concerned, he is more inclined to mean the other party's agent.
The gentle instructions from the front desk interrupted Xie Yao's conjecture in his heart. He came back to his senses, took the room card, thanked him in a low voice, and took the elevator upstairs with his bag on his back.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Xie Yao looked for the room numbers one by one, but fortunately, he found his own room within a short walk.Xie Yao opened the door and walked in. He first looked around the environment of the house. The floor arranged by the front desk is relatively high, and there is a floor-to-ceiling window in the house.Xie Yao walked up and looked down, and he could clearly see the continuous flow downstairs.
It's going to be night, and the night view is probably even more beautiful.Xie Yao was thinking in his heart that after watching the performance of his favorite band tonight, he would buy some barbecue and beer, and sit on a chair to enjoy the night view.
Xie Yao has had a bad stomach since he was a child, and his diet has always been controlled by others, and he always eats lightly.When was young, was taken care of by family, and when grew up, was taken care of by a broker.
No one will care about this, of course he has to eat some junk food that he is not allowed to eat on weekdays.
Xie Yao simply tidied up, put on a mask, and went out with a small bag.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when walked out of the hotel gate.Xie Yao found a private restaurant that he used to frequent by relying on his memory, and then asked for a private room, and after ordering, he waited quietly for the food to be served.
It takes less than 15 minutes to take a taxi from this restaurant to the vicinity of the music festival, which is completely in time.Xie Yao waited leisurely for the food to be served, sitting in the box at the moment, the peaceful environment made him feel like he was really on vacation.
He was completely free on his side, while the people on the other side who were at the promotional meeting seemed less calm.
Zhou Qiming stood on the stage holding a microphone, smiling, and calmly answered a question from a fan in the audience.
The content of the answer has been prepared long ago, he just needs to answer according to the wording he memorized before.
The fans in the audience waited for him to answer, and excitedly shared the love they had accumulated from following him for many years. Zhou Qiming nodded from time to time, and seemed to be listening very attentively.He glanced at the watch on his wrist calmly, thinking that the time was almost up.
Half an hour later, the publicity meeting was finally over.Zhou Qiming smiled and waved to the fans in the audience, and then walked to his own exclusive lounge backstage with his superior long legs.
As soon as he entered the lounge, he put away his smile, turned on his phone and took a cursory glance. After a few seconds, he sat down on the sofa in dissatisfaction, frowned and rested his forehead in annoyance, and sat aside and began to close his eyes and meditate.
The assistant who was waiting quietly by his side obviously felt the low pressure on his body, so he didn't dare to speak.
After contemplating for a while, Zhou Qiming slowly opened his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Lin Song, let him come here."
Hearing this, the assistant immediately stepped aside, nodded several times and said "I'll go find it", and left as if fleeing.
A minute later, Lin Song appeared in the lounge.As soon as he entered the door, he felt that Zhou Qiming was in a bad mood. He took a deep breath and approached him and asked, "What's the matter? Isn't it time to call it a day after removing the makeup? Why does he seem to be in such a bad mood?"
"Didn't you say that Xie Yao would come today, what about him?" He asked in a bad tone, like an unsatisfied child throwing a tantrum.
"You should be here in the afternoon. Didn't Young Master Xie take the initiative to contact you?" Lin Song understood immediately, and thought about what went wrong in his heart.
Zhou Qiming raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Lin Song squeezed his sweat, he resignedly dismissed the assistant, and dared to ask after closing the door: "Didn't you wait to see this young master before, why do you want him to come over again?"
As Zhou Qiming's manager, Lin Song has been with him since his debut. Although he doesn't know everything about these two people, he still has a general idea.
After the past six years, it is not an exaggeration to say that I am bored, not to mention that I don't want to see him anymore.Over the years, Xie Yao has tried his best to support his artists, and Lin Song also sees them, but as an outsider, he is naturally not good at evaluating the relationship between the two.
So regarding Zhou Qiming's uncharacteristic performance, he couldn't help asking out his doubts.
Zhou Qiming didn't give an answer for a long time.For a while, the lounge fell into an eerie silence.
Only then did Lin Song feel that he had asked the wrong question. He was thinking of saying something to make amends, but Zhou Qiming spoke up first.
"You said he's here?" He said suddenly.
"Yes, yes." Lin Song replied uncertainly, silently praying in his heart that this person had already arrived in Zhoude City.
"Okay, I see." Zhou Qiming stood up, picked up the windbreaker at the side and put it on, putting on the mask and going out.
what do you know?Lin Song panicked for a moment, he stepped forward to stop the person anxiously, and asked under pressure, "Where are you going?"
"Looking for someone." Zhou Qiming said succinctly, then simply bypassed the person in front of him, pushed the door open and left.