Even if Qi Yan is not interested in the entertainment industry, he is deeply impressed by Lu Guojia. Because there are too many Lei dramas now, he can watch very few TV dramas, including Lu Guojia's works. The handsome and imposing man on TV now has untidy clothes and scattered hair rolling on the ground. Qi Yan looked at it and rushed to hug Guo Ke, Lu Guojia, and sighed slowly.
He remembered that when he was very young, there was an article in the Chinese textbook about gifts. A poor loving couple sold their beloved things for each other's precious things. As a result, when they came back and waited to surprise each other, they found that the other party had sold his beloved things in order to buy gifts for themselves.
Guo didn't say what she was for. Originally, it was impossible to be popular with Lu Guojia's face, but now he has become a famous film emperor in the circle. Qi Yan didn't have to guess who Guo Ke lent his fortune to.
Borrowing luck is a matter of going against the sky, so when Guo Ke decides to give her luck to Lu Guojia, it represents her misfortune after middle age, ranging from serious illness to accidental death.
However... It was Lu Guojia who had an accident.
Originally noisy and noisy, Lu Guojia calmed down after Guo Ke hugged him. His spiritual world may have been disordered, but his body is instinctively close to Guo Ke.
When the nurse saw that Lu Guojia was quiet, they were relieved. When they were ready to take Lu Guojia away, Guo Ke hugged him around the waist and said, "it's bothering you. I'll accompany him first."
Seeing that Guo Ke opened his mouth and two big men were present, the two nursing workers expected that even if Lu Guojia went crazy, someone could control him, so they left the house temporarily. They are not hospitals here, but nursing homes. Usually they take good care of patients, and they shouldn't take care of others.
Guo Ke took out a comb from his bag, combed Lu Guojia's hair, and then went to tidy up his wrinkled clothes. Lu Guojia sat obediently without saying a word. Of course, he didn't look at Qi Yan and his agent.
The agent's eyes were sour, and the men in their thirties almost shed tears. He turned his head and looked at Qi Yan standing beside him, "master Qi, do you think there is a way to solve..."
Qi Yan did not answer but asked, "you are Mr. Lu's agent. Then you must know who hates Mr. Lu from the bottom of his heart?"
"Master Qi, what do you mean by this?" the agent looked at Qi Yan skeptically. Intellectually, such a young man doesn't look like a great master, but emotionally, he hopes that this young man is really a master.
"Because in addition to transferring his luck, Mr. Lu was also cursed, that is, the legendary villain," Qi Yan went to the nearby round pier sofa and sat down. "If it weren't for this, the philanthropy done by Mr. Lu and Ms. Guo over the years shouldn't have been so serious."
"The luck broker said inexplicably," brother Lu, he's fine. Why should he lend his luck? "
He suddenly remembered that when he accompanied Brother Lu to shoot a location play outside the city last month, brother Lu went to see a famous local god's woman. At that time, he was photographed by the media. He spent a lot of money to buy the news.
Qi Yan didn't answer this question. The agent suddenly looked up at Guo Ke as if he understood everything. At this moment, his first reaction was to complain that sister Guo had hurt brother Lu so badly, but then he remembered what master Qi had just said. Sister Guo had lent her luck to others.
Who is this other person?
He turned his eyes to the silly Lu Guojia, opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.
"At that time, I was reluctant to watch his dream burst," Guo could gently wipe Lu Guojia's face with a handkerchief, and his tone was as gentle as a hot spring. "He had good acting skills, good appearance and hard work. Just because he had no backstage, bad luck, couldn't meet noble people, and didn't want to be hidden rules, he had to run a dragon suit and play a small role without three or five lines."
"That day he said that when he got a male No. 3 role, his eyes were so bright and his smile was so bright," Guo Ke touched Lu Guojia's no longer young cheek, "but on the third day, the crew called and said that his role would be changed."
"Looking at his blank eyes, my heart is like being dug by a blunt knife, and I can't breathe with pain," Guo Ke said. His swollen eyes exude tears again. "I have nothing to help him. The only thing I can give is my good luck."
"Sister Guo..." the agent looked at Guo Ke in a daze and looked shocked. Over the years, brother Lu's scripts were of very good quality and reliable. Many people in the circle mentioned brother Lu with respect and envy. As an agent, he was elated.
It turns out that brother Lu's good luck these years is not because there are noble people, but because sister Guo gave her fortune to brother Lu?
The agent who grew up under the influence of science was a little confused, but more was not doubt, but an unspeakable move and melancholy.
"Master Qi," Guo Ke stared at her husband deeply and turned to Qi Yan, "I made the decision that year, and I should bear the consequences. Guojia didn't know anything and shouldn't have been punished for me."
"Sister Guo, don't be impulsive!
"Master Qi, give him back the luck Guojia gave me," Guo Ke said with a smile. "I've made a mistake once, and I don't want to make another mistake."
She gave him deep affection, and he treated her consistently, whether poor or rich. He fulfilled his oath at the wedding, and she should do it.
"Ms. Guo, luck is not an eraser or pencil. You can borrow it at will," Qi Yan shook his head. "Sorry, I can't do this."
Guo Ke was stunned. She turned her head and looked at her delirious husband, shaking her hand and touching his chin with beard. "Has he been like this since then?"
Qi Yan lowered his eyelids and looked at the feet of the table wrapped in soft and thick cloth. His eyes were very calm.
The house was quiet for a long time. When Qi Yan thought Guo Ke could no longer hold his emotions, Guo Ke wiped the tears from his face: "I'm sorry, I forced it."
Are you two willing to marry? Poor or rich, sick or healthy?
Yes, I do.
"Even if he loses his mind now, I'm still different from him," Guo Ke suddenly smiled. "I'll wait for him to get better, and then accompany him to see the mountains and seas."
When they were poor students, they imagined where to travel, but they had no money when they had time and no time when they had money.
This time, they can finally put down everything and do what they wanted to do but didn't do.
"Cocoa..."
The original silly man suddenly held her face, and his voice was a little vague, "cocoa."
Guo smiled with a tearful nod: "I'm here."
"Cocoa."
"I'm here."
Qi Yan looked at them and suddenly said, "the husband and wife who really love each other are one. Although I can't go against the heaven to borrow luck, I can let you share your luck."
When the agent heard Qi Yan's words, he threw his doubts and hesitations to the horizon: "master Qi, do you have a way?"
Qi Yan shook his head: "it's not that I have a way, but that they can have this result only if they have each other in their hearts. However, at present, what you care about should not be the sharing of luck, but the people who secretly curse Mr. Lu behind their backs."
"What are we going to do? Do you want to write Rune paper water for Lugo to drink?" the agent rolled up his sleeves. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Who told you to drink Rune water?" Qi Yan frowned. "I haven't written Rune water yet. If Mr. agent wants to try and isn't afraid of diarrhea, he can ask another expert."
The agent touched his nose awkwardly and stepped back: "sorry, I made a mistake."
Guo Ke was stunned for a long time before she reflected what Qi Yan said. She cried and smiled and nodded: "yes, yes, as long as Guojia can be good, I'm willing to do anything."
"Ms. Guo, generally I don't want to intervene in this kind of thing," Qi Yan said faintly. "Your love is again touching, it's also your own business. What choice you make, you have to pay what price."
Guo Ke nodded again and again with theout explanation.
"Over the years, your husband and wife have been silently donating disabled children and have not been hyped in front of the media," Qi Yan stared at them. "I hope you two will do more good deeds and never forget your original heart."
He looked at the aura of Guo Ke and Lu Guojia and put his hand slowly on Lu Guojia's head. There was a cluster of evil curse gas. It was because of this gas that Lu Guojia lost his mind and became a lunatic.
"Hiss."
The agent heard a strange hiss from Lugo's head, but all he could see was master Qi's hand, which was empty.
It seems that in just a few seconds, the agent saw master Qi withdraw his hand and turned his head and said, "bring me an empty bottle."
"Anything is OK?" the agent looked at brother Lu who suddenly fell asleep. He admired Qi Yan more deeply. When he heard Qi Yan tell him to do things, he agreed without saying a word.
Qi Yan nodded.
The agent looked around and found a stainless steel round belly teacup in the corner.
Qi Yan took the cup and stuffed the curse gas in his hand into the cup. "Ms. Guo, do you want me to simply clear the curse, or let me reverse the curse after I clear the curse?"
Guo Ke looked at her husband who fainted on her shoulder and said, "master Qi, I'm not a saint."
"OK, I see." Qi Yan threw a piece of Rune paper into the cup. With an explosion, a blue flame suddenly came out of the cup, and a smell of burnt hair came out.
The agent watched the incomparable fall resistant stainless steel crack. His feet were soft and he barely stood firm by holding the table.
"All right."
No, please don't use the tone of pouring a glass of water to describe this shocking non scientific phenomenon.
The agent held his head and the whole person was about to collapse.
Wow.
Yuan Peng looked at the lover who suddenly turned pale and knocked over the coffee and asked anxiously, "Qianqian, what's the matter with you?!"
The woman called "Qianqian" didn't answer him, but sprayed a mouthful of blood, which made the people at the next table scream.