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Han Xiong really wanted to rush up and grab Jiang Congxu by the collar and ask him loudly: Why are you doing this to me? !

However, when his gaze touched Jiang Congxu's "kind" eyes towards him from behind Lu Xi, he gave up his resistance.

"Okay, I admit it, I know."

Although he has already guessed the answer, Lu Xi still has a lot of doubts, such as: "When did you know? Could it be the last time I was framed by Zheng Ruoling and posted on the hot searches?"

It was only then that Lu Xi realized that in addition to director Lyons speaking for himself, the group of big Vs and sailors who appeared inexplicably contributed to the subduing of the public opinion, and Director Zhang said that it was not his handwriting. , in this case, the person who can do this for himself is the big brother.

And not long after I left the company that day, I received a call from my elder brother, which was too coincidental.

And no one knows Lu Qiao's personality better than Lu Xi. He is definitely not the kind of person who can follow entertainment news on Weibo. So how did he get the news and publicize for himself in time?

The answer is self-evident.

Lu Xi thought he had guessed the truth, but Han Xiong shook his head and said, "A little earlier than that."

Lu Xi stared and frowned: "Could it be the day of the audition?"

That day I answered my elder brother's call in front of Xiao Gao, maybe Xiao Gao heard Lu Qiao's voice and told Brother Han?

"Um, earlier than that." Han Xiong said.

Lu Xi frowned even deeper: "Is that when you were filming "Wind and Rain"?"

"Earlier."

"When "The Promise Under the Starry Sky"?"

"Uh, earlier."

Lu Xi: "..."

"Don't tell me that you signed me because you knew I was Lu Zhengjing's son and Lu Qiao's younger brother..." Lu Xi's face slowly darkened.

Han Xiong laughed twice: "That's not true."

Only then did Lu Xi's face turn sunny, but fortunately, what he said next soon turned cloudy again.

"But it's about the same," Han Xiong said. "It wasn't long before I signed you, about a week or so. You weren't officially debuted at that time, and an assistant next to your brother found me..."

He didn't continue to say what happened next, but Lu Xi could almost guess it.

It's not like he didn't doubt before, why there are so many newcomers in the company who are in the same period as him, but he seems to be particularly lucky, always receiving good scripts and good roles.

But he also felt that his identity should be disguised well, and he should not be discovered, so he comforted himself: I look good, my acting skills are good, and Brother Han is a bole, this is strength and not luck.

Lu Xi kept thinking this way, and he gradually believed it.

But now Han Xiong actually told him that he knew his identity a long time ago. Does that mean that all the things he thought he won by strength were fake?

"That Xiaolu, don't think too much," Han Xiong saw that he was at a loss and said, "Mr. Lu just thinks that the circle is too small, and he is afraid that you will be led astray..."

"Okay, Brother Han, stop talking," Lu Xi interrupted him, and continued to ask: "Apart from you, does anyone else know about this?"

"Eh, um." Han Xiong nodded with difficulty.

Lu Xi guessed and asked, "President Li knows?"

Han Xiong glanced at him and nodded.

Lu Xi asked again: "Xiao Gao also knows?"

Han Xiong nodded again.

Lu Xi squinted his eyes, then opened them again: "Could even Sister Li know about it?"

Han Xiong hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I really don't know about this. Sister Li is not just an artist with you. I was afraid that she would talk nonsense, so I kept hiding it from her."

Fortunately, not many people know about it.

Lu Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to go back to the sofa and sit down.

I heard Han Xiong say: "Actually, not many people know, except me and Xiao Gao, and Mr. Li, there are only Mr. Zhang from the Propaganda Department, Mr. Zhao from the Brokerage Department, Mr. Ma from the Marketing Department, Mr. Qin from the Customer Service Public Relations, and Mr. Mr. Ye from the Ministry, you don’t have to worry, these people are trustworthy and won’t talk nonsense outside.”

Lu Xi's footsteps towards the sofa faltered, and he almost twisted his waist. Fortunately, Jiang Congxu quickly supported him with his eyes and hands.

"Are you kidding me?" Lu Xi turned her head in disbelief.

Han Xiong said seriously: "No."

Lu Xi: What the hell can I say?

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After coming out of Han Xiong's room, Lu Xi didn't go to his own room, but went directly to Jiang Congxu's room which was closer.

Because of the incident just now, I haven't had time to have lunch yet, and Lu Xi doesn't want to go down to eat, so Jiang Congxu had to order room service.

Just now the waiter knocked on the door and delivered lunch, Jiang Congxu went to open the door, and when he came back, he saw Lu Xi lying on his bed regardless of his appearance and growling in a muffled voice.

Jiang Congxu knew that he had just learned something that he couldn't accept for a while, and now he needed to vent, so he didn't bother him.

It wasn't until he was almost exhausted that he came in with food: "Xiaoxi, let's get up and eat something first."

"Well, thank you."

Lu Xi had already sat up from the bed, his expression was the same as usual, and he couldn't see the depression just now.

When the two of them were eating, neither of them spoke first, and the whole room could only hear the sound of knives and forks touching tableware.

Lu Xi, who was in a depressed mood just now, ate quite happily at this time, but Jiang Congxu seemed a little bit unable to eat, and hesitated to speak several times.

Lu Xi put the last mouthful of food into his mouth, took out a tissue and pressed the corner of his mouth, then raised his head: "You can say whatever you want, isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?"

"It's really uncomfortable to hold it in," Jiang Congxu chuckled, and then said seriously: "So Xiaoxi, don't hold it in your heart, okay?"

"I do not have……"

Lu Xi subconsciously denied it, but when Jiang Congxu stared at him as if he could see through him, he paused: "Well, I admit, I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now."

"Somewhat?" Jiang Congxu asked back.

Lu Xi glanced at him and sighed: "Well, it's really terrible!"

Jiang Congxu put down the knife and fork in his hand, put his arms on the table, and assumed a listening posture.

Lu Xi pouted: "I always thought that I got to where I am now by relying on my strength."

"Of course you are." Jiang Congxu confirmed.

"No, I'm not." Lu Xi was a little disappointed: "If I wasn't Lu Qiao's younger brother, many opportunities would never have fallen to me, and I would never have made it to where I am today."

"That's not the case," Jiang Congxu grabbed Lu Xi's hand across the dining table: "Didn't Brother Han say that Mr. Lu just told him to take care of you because he was afraid that you would be hurt in the entertainment circle, but your roles and resources, It all depends on your own strength."

"Even if Lu Qiao didn't give me the resources directly, there was only one audition spot in the whole company for "Wind and Rain". If it wasn't for my identity, would Brother Han choose me?"

Jiang Congxu asked back: "Why didn't you choose you? You can think about it from Brother Han's perspective, except whether you have a more suitable candidate?"

Lu Xi pursed his lips, followed his words, and began to think seriously.

Compare the actor requirements of the crew at that time with the few newcomers in the company during the same period.

Then he found out that it really didn't seem to exist, huh?

Lu Xi raised his head and found Jiang Congxu staring at him: "How about it, is it you?"

"It seems so." Lu Xi nodded after thinking for a while.

"Isn't that enough?" Jiang Congxu raised the corner of his mouth: "Since your achievements are all based on your own efforts, what does it matter if Brother Han and the others know your identity?"

Lu Xi felt that what he said seemed to make sense, but he still found it strange: "But they and my brother teamed up to lie to me."

"This..." Jiang Congxu lowered his head to hide his expression, and then said solemnly: "But their intentions are good, for example, Mr. Lu, the reason why he told Brother Han and Mr. Li about your identity is because he thought The entertainment industry is very chaotic, he is afraid that you will be hurt, and at the same time he knows your personality, and he doesn't want to be said to rely on your family background, so he chooses to hide it from you, isn't this a white lie?"

"I know that big brother is doing it for my own good." Lu Xi fell silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Forget it..."

Jiang Congxu knew that although it was still difficult to accept emotionally, he would eventually choose to forgive Lu Qiao.

From this incident, Jiang Congxu realized more intuitively how deceitful Lu Xi was.

It is precisely because of this that he is full of worries about his future.

I am different from Lu Qiao, and have a deep relationship with Lu Xi. If one day I am found out that I have lied to him, Jiang Congxu is not at all sure that he can make Lu Xi forgive himself like he forgave Lu Qiao.

Thinking about Lu Xi's reaction after knowing the truth, Jiang Congxu couldn't help beating his heart.

Lu Xi wanted to change the subject and talk about something relaxing, when his gaze suddenly caught his and Jiang Congxu's overlapping hands.

Just now Jiang Congxu put his hands up when he was comforting himself, but he still has no intention of taking them away.

Lu Xi hesitated for a moment, then looked away for some reason, as if he didn't know anything and acquiesced in his actions.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xi saw Jiang Congxu's face and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, I have a question I've been forgetting to ask you."

Lu Xi suddenly made a sound, and Jiang Congxu, who was thinking wildly, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"Except for people like Yu Ziqi, Bai Xilin and others in the circle, few people know my identity. How did you know?"

Lu Xi had thought about this question before, but he never came up with an answer.

Jiang Congxu said that he had met him once a few years ago, and he must have left some impressions of his stunning looks, but Lu Xi thought about it several times, but he didn't have any memories related to him.

The moment he heard the question clearly, Jiang Congxu felt that the air was frozen, and countless possibilities surged in his heart, carefully considering whether he was purely curious, or doubted his temptation.

In the end, he tentatively said with great anxiety: "Three years ago in the summer, at the gate of the ** airport, you lent me 4000 yuan. Do you still remember?"

The author has something to say: Lu Xi: Brother Han, how many people know my identity? !

Han Xiong (breaking fingers): Not too many, just two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... right?

Jiang Congxu: I'm panicking now (*???)!!

PS: Enter v tomorrow, and the third chapter of the routine will be dropped (I really worked hard after staying up all night (.?ω?.)ノ?)