The life of a giant

Chapter 92 As long as you live better than me
After Li Xiangqin chatted with Qin Yuan, she got up and left.

In less than half an hour, He Qing had looked at the two of them at least dozens of times.

Although her emotional experience is not rich, she can still feel the little ambiguity between He Qing and Qin Yuan.

Sure enough, within a few minutes of Li Xiangqin's departure, He Qing sat down on her place.

"I'm also puzzled, why do you old girls get together and lean on me?" Qin Yuan said narcissistically.

"Don't be smug, I just came to see how your injury is." He Qing pulled Qin Yuan's arm, glanced at it casually, and threw it aside again.

"What's the matter? Doctor He." Qin Yuan knew that He Qing just wanted to chat with him. After all, she had been in this ghostly place for more than two years, and now he almost played the role of a tree hole.

"It's not a big problem, just drink more hot water." He Qing said perfunctorily to Qin Yuan, and then started gossiping about her third-tier girl group.

She has been away for more than two years, and she doesn't know how her group of sisters who are like brothers are developing.

Hearing Qin Yuan say that the girl group became cold not long after losing their appearance,

The tension on her face slowly eased.

It's true that the girl group has gone cold, but after everyone disbanded, they actually developed quite well.

Especially the most inconspicuous member of the group turned out to be the most popular, holding 32 concerts in one year and even becoming a mentor on a talent show.

But Qin Yuan deliberately didn't mention this, after all women are narrow-minded creatures.

as the song says,

"As long as you live better than me, I can't stand it; I will scold you for being stupid at home every day until the end of time..."

After inquiring about her plastic sisters, He Qing asked about the gossip news in the entertainment industry in the past two years.

If you really want to ask Qin Yuan about a major national event, Qin Yuan may not know it yet.

However, in the materialistic world of the entertainment industry, Qin Yuan is the same.

In fact, Qin Yuan is not very interested in these things, but almost all the various media have been captured by these people, so it is difficult for him to know.

So he chatted from the pornographic news of a certain first-line big guy to the business activities of a certain eighteenth-line floret. All kinds of gossip made He Qing eat his fill at once.

After the entertainment news broke, He Qing still had an expression of "I still want it".

Qin Yuan, whose inventory was almost exhausted, could only chat awkwardly,
He even talked about the hydrology written by Sipujie called "Ten Jinmu".

But seeing that He Qing was not very interested, he forcibly switched to the latest fashion trend.

Transvestites became popular, firewood sticks endorsed basketball, and cutout technology developed rapidly in the film and television industry...

At first, He Qing listened with interest. After all, she had heard of some of the people Qin Yuan mentioned, liked some, hated some, and even met some of them.

This is all her past life!

But the past has passed after all, and now even listening to it has become a luxury, and she can no longer participate in it.

When she thought of this, her mood visibly dropped.

"You miss home?"

Qin Yuan understood her expression and asked softly.

He Qing bit her lower lip and hummed softly.

……

The hot atmosphere seemed to be poured with cold water all of a sudden, and both of them fell into a long silence.

"If, I say if," Qin Yuan said hesitantly after a while,
"If one day we really go back, can you... introduce Jingjing from your group to me?"

If He Qing is the face of their girl group, this Jingjing is responsible for the figure.

"Want to fart?" He Qing glared at Qin Yuan, then turned her head to the other side.

Didn't you say that you are someone's figure fan?After a long time, I turned out to be a springboard.He Qing was so angry.

Qin Yuan knew that she had said something wrong, and was planning to make amends to He Qing.

"Then what should we do if we can't go back?" He Qing turned her head, and Qin Yuan hurriedly looked away.

He coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "That's the best thing to do."

"Cut!" He Qing rolled his eyes at him, "You really have a big heart. It's hard to say whether you can get out of the back mountain now, so don't think about good things."

"Don't even think about it? Are you so overbearing?"

Qin Yuan suddenly let out a sigh as he spoke. He pointed at Yang Orion and Song Dongyue who had returned and said, "They are back, do you want something to eat?"

He Qing was also in need of nutrition right now, so she nodded, "Eat some."

I don’t know how Yang Orion did it, but he and Song Dongyue came back with a lot of plums.

Although this thing is not very hungry, it is better than nothing.

When Song Dongyue passed by Qin Yuan, he first grabbed a handful and stuffed it for him, and then he and Yang Liehu distributed the rest to everyone.

The plums were a little underdeveloped, half green and not red, Qin Yuan picked up one casually and took a bite, it almost made his teeth sore.

Then he handed the missing plum to He Qing, "It's delicious, try it."

He Qing didn't pay much attention to this kind of place, she turned the plum around, and bit down on the place Qin Yuan missed.

"Huh... so sour." He Qing frowned, and spit it out in one gulp, "You know it's so sour and still give it to me?"

"A sour girl." Qin Yuan said with a smile: "I think she should be a boy."

If it weren't for the crowds at the moment, He Qing would have to make gestures with Qin Yuan.

Ever since the two of them confessed their identities, Qin Yuan seemed to be getting closer to her suddenly.

But she herself is not like this, this is probably the nature of human beings, just like meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

When meeting fellow villagers, people will have a natural intimacy.

While everyone was holding back tears and eating these plums,
Suddenly a little spark flashed out from the darkness, and after jumping a few times, the spark landed on a pile of dry grass, and then a group of small flames burst out suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Li Xiangqin angrily yelled at her family, Chef Li.

"These plums are so sour, they should taste a lot better after roasting them." Chef Li said with an innocent face.

"Quickly put out the fire, do you think we don't live long enough?" Li Xiangqin's tone was so fierce that Chef Li was so frightened that he quickly stamped out the little flames.

But he was still a little unconvinced, and he muttered, "What can such a small flame do? It's a surprise."

His voice just fell,
The familiar long whistle came from afar,
It's just that the tone of the cry seems to be higher this time,
And also closer to them.

(End of this chapter)