I'm the only one in the whole world who thinks I'm Gong [Entertainment Circle]

When Fang Mingjie was talking about the work arrangement for the second half of the month, he was keenly aware that the attention of his artists was not on him at all.Gu Yingdi folded his hands, still maintaining the cold skin he usually sees, but his gaze was ups and downs in the air, without any landing point at all.

He understood instantly, went to the window and poked his head, and saw a familiar black nanny car downstairs.The car was parked in a hidden place between the tree and the flower bed, and it was not eye-catching at a glance, and no one paid special attention to it.

"Here we go again." He said to Gu Min.

Gu Min's eyes trembled slightly, they were suddenly mixed with other colorful colors, and then he raised his head to look at him.

"To be honest, this master's patience is beyond my imagination." Fang Mingjie leaned against the window and admired, feeling as if he was a melon-eating person who witnessed Liang Zhu's poignant and beautiful love. Luo——Isn’t Jiang Xie the only artist in his studio? By allowing him to stay at home and fry the kitchen every day, is he planning to close down immediately?”

The line of Gu Min's lips straightened a little, the temperature of his whole body dropped suddenly, he didn't say a word, just glanced at him quietly.

Fang Mingjie saw his eyes, and immediately changed his words embarrassingly: "No, no, I was wrong, Jiang Xie will definitely be popular for another 500 years!"

Gu Min just nodded.

A few seconds later, a little assistant brought a new lunch box to the table.Jiang Xie's signature was on the lunch box, and a steaming golden dragon was drawn on it. Just looking at the surface, it looks very grand, and it is no different from the presentation of a five-star hotel.

"What's today?" Fang Mingjie poked his head excitedly, and was a little taken aback when he saw it, "This orange-red and golden-yellow color scheme—it's scrambled eggs with carrots again?!"

Gu Min straightened his back and lifted the cover completely.

"...Well," Fang Mingjie commented objectively, "It's better than yesterday, after all, this time we can see the eggs that are formed."

He sat on the sofa across from him, worriedly watching his artist with drooping eyelashes and slowly stuffing it into his mouth, "Can you eat it? You have a variety show coming up this afternoon, so don't overdo it."

Gu Min ignored him, and slowly ate the last bit of residue in the insulated box, then put the box back on, put it in a bag, and handed it to a little assistant with both hands, "Take it back."

"Hey, hey?" Fang Mingjie was a little overwhelmed, "Don't give it back to him?"

Gu Yingdi pursed his lips, silently pinched his fingers even tighter, and did not speak.

Fang Mingjie: "..."

"Okay, I understand, I'll keep it for collection," he couldn't help muttering as he watched Actor Gu get up slowly, "It's love to make Actor Gu show such an expression, my friends..."

If it was placed a few years ago, Fang Mingjie would never have allowed his artist to mix with the same sex.Once such a label is brought to the body, it will be a stain that cannot be eliminated in a lifetime, and will directly affect the future development of the future.

To put it mildly, this is called sacrificing for love; to put it bluntly, this is to cut one's own future.

But Gu Min is different from Jiang Xie.

Not to mention that the achievements they have achieved today are beyond the reach of many young artists, but the acceptance of this couple among the public has already far exceeded his imagination.

He still remembers the scene of Jiang Xie blocking the door with a cart of roses a week ago.The onlookers were so frightened that they dropped their melons, and stared until they were as big as copper bells. They watched the tyrant in the circle stretch out his arms and tiptoes to wrap around Gu Min's neck, and said proudly, "How about messing with me?"

His mind was completely turned into a mess, and countless brain cells screamed and fought into a ball, completely killed.In his daze, he heard his own artist ask unhurriedly, "Why me?"

Jiang Bawang on the opposite side licked his lips and replied without shame: "Oh, probably because I found myself wanting to sleep with you?"

"..."

Fang Mingjie was a little reluctant to recall the scorched expressions of everyone at that time.

These words are too exciting. Every time I think about it, I feel that my life span has been shortened by three years.

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On September 24, the recording of Cong Zheng's new movie "Yanmen Pass" officially started, and the leading actors and crew members rushed to Mobei to participate in the filming.

This time, the movie was shot in secret, and nothing was revealed from the actors to the plot. Jiang Xie didn't have any work recently, so he leisurely drove over in an RV and played games in it the whole time.

Tong Xiao sat across from him and stretched his head to look at him, smiling: "Your Majesty, are you free?"

Without raising his head, Jiang Xie pulled the rope holding the bird far away with a blu, hitting a pile of green pig heads.

Tong Xiao gritted her teeth and tried to maintain a smile: "Do you still know the year and day when you last updated Weibo?"

Jiang Bawang was held down by his wrist, so he had no choice but to raise his head as he wished: "What year and what day?"

"It was the day of Chu Ci's big wedding!" The manager gritted his teeth, "It's been almost a year, and Chu Ci's children are all born, so you have no plan to post Weibo to appease the fans?"

Jiang Xie rubbed his chin, "No, I think they had a good time playing by themselves."

Two days ago, he hacked into the official website and cleared all his data of Xiaoxiaole, how happy he is.

"..." Tong Xiao took a deep breath, feeling that this dynasty would die sooner or later.

The further west you go, the harder it is for the car to go.Cong Zheng borrowed a small tricycle for the last part of the road, and transported them there.The hair of the two was messed up in the wind, and their bones were all out of place. Tong Xiao pressed his bangs with one hand, and looked at Jiang Xie sadly, wondering if the wind was a little biased.

Otherwise, with the same wind carrying sand and dust, why does he look like a badass, but Jiang Bawang looks more stylish?

The wind rolled over layer by layer from a distance, and people who were blowing could hardly keep their eyes open.Jiang Xie rested his chin on the car and watched the life assistant pack his things for a long time, then reached out to touch Tong Xiao's toffee in his pocket.

Tong Xiao showed him the empty bag, "It's gone, ancestor. I brought two bags, you ate them all."

Jiang Xie didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"

"How can it be impossible?" Tong Xiao said, "Aside from sleeping and eating, you basically have sugar in your mouth, no amount of it can't stop you from eating like this!"

Jiang Bawang closed his eyes slightly, crossed his long legs, and glanced at him casually, "I mean, how could you be so stupid as to only carry two bags?"

"..." Tong Xiao just wanted to choke himself to death with sand.

Before he had time to say anything else, he saw Jiang Xie sitting up straight suddenly, narrowing his eyes, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips, showing an expression of interest, like a cheetah crawling in the wilderness and staring at its prey.

"What's wrong?" Tong Xiao followed his gaze and looked back in puzzlement, his expression changed instantly.

"Fuck..." he whispered, "Why is it her?"

In the distance, another small three-wheeler came dangling, and the actress on it wrapped herself tightly with a large scarf and a mask, for fear that the wind and sand would blow her skin a little bit.When she arrived at the place, she took a reserved step, got out of the car with the help of her assistant, pulled the scarf down a little, and looked at the temporary shooting site in front of her, "Is this the place Director Cong said before?"

The agent behind him also frowned.

"This is impossible. Our Hanhui's skin is very delicate, and we don't usually experience the sun and rain. How can we live in such a place?"

"Don't say that," the smile on Xi Hanhui's lips disappeared a bit, her red lips twitched, and she said angrily, "Director Cong can live, why can't I? They are all actors, how can I be so delicate."

After she finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and helped unload the big and small bags from the car, looking enthusiastic and unassuming.Seeing this scene, several crew members beside them couldn't help nodding and sighing.

Tong Xiao: "...Your Majesty."

"Don't think about it," Jiang Xie cut off his words, "It's too fake."

The discord between the two of them is notorious, and they had already completely torn their faces because of the hype.Most of the crew members were also well aware of that incident, carefully watching the faces of the two of them, not daring to come up to talk.Xi Hanhui straightened her hair at the sideburns, but walked over gracefully, and said with a smile, "Jiang Tianwang, long time no see."

Jiang Xie looked at her with an unsure expression.

"Excuse me, have we met?"

Xi Hanhui was slightly taken aback, but soon recovered her demeanor, and said with a smile: "Jiang Tianwang really knows how to joke."

Say a woolly laugh.

He, Jiang Xie, never bothers with any non-human creatures.

"Didn't many netizens say we were married back then?" Xi Hanhui's smile deepened, her red lips curled up, "Does Jiang Tianwang not remember this past incident?"

Her voice suddenly lowered a little, with wet and smelly malice, "Or... because I took drugs later and hurt my head, I almost forgot all these things that shouldn't be forgotten?"

Jiang Xie looked at her expressionlessly.

Others might not be able to see it, but Tong Xiao immediately felt the sudden sharpness of his artistes - that kind of sharpness is invisible, with a cold luster, and can almost stab people right through.

He has been with Jiang Xie for too long, and he basically knows the temper of this ancestor clearly, so he immediately called out bad!

Jiang Xie suddenly laughed.

"Xi Hanhui."

His hair was blown up by the wind, and he stood in the wind, and asked each word with some sarcasm, "What kind of thing are you, who stole the heat from me and became popular, dare to fight with me?" Talk like that?"