you may be sick

Fang Ze failed to drive Qiao Qingyang out in the end, the two ran and chased, playing hide-and-seek for two hours, finally exhausted and sat by the bed.Looking at Qiao Qingyang's passionate eyes in front of him, thousands of possibilities flashed in Fang Ze's mind, and he even thought about whether he would be the overlord.

Fang Ze was desperate, but couldn't run.

Fang Ze sat by the bed for a long time to build up his mind. Before he could speak, he saw a glass of water in front of him. Looking up, he saw Qiao Qingyang.

Qiao Qingyang: "It's been so long, you are tired, drink some water."

Seeing that Fang Ze didn't answer, Qiao Qingyang took his hand and stuffed the water glass into his hand, "I have added sugar, I know you like sweets, so you don't even let the water go."

Fang Ze froze in place, staring at Qiao Qingyang in disbelief. Fang Ze likes to eat sweets, and even drinks water with sugar. He has never told anyone about this little habit, not even Gou Jing. How could Qiao Qingyang, whom he had known for a short time, remember?

Fang Ze narrowed his eyes and stared at Qiao Qingyang for a long time.

"You... you can't be a psychic, can you?"

This was the only possibility that Fang Ze thought of.

Qiao Qingyang laughed, very gently, and stretched out his hand to stroke Fang Ze's hair. He looked at the face that made him miss it for thousands of years, and a trace of sentimentality flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and it was still very serious. Nodded.

"This king can not only psychic, but also fortune-telling, and spells, do you want to try?"

Fang Ze's black face: "Do I look easy to deceive...?"

Qiao Qingyang smiled: "You look very cute."

Fang Ze: "..."

Realizing that Fang Ze was a little nervous, even his body was tense, Qiao Qingyang sighed slightly in his heart, moved a few steps to the side very sensiblely, and sat on the other side of the bed.

Qiao Qingyang: "Don't be afraid, the last time I saw you, I was too happy and excited, so I couldn't control myself, that's why... I did that to you. Now that I've calmed down, I won't do anything to you ,do not worry."

Fang Ze raised his brows, why did he not believe it, "I...why am I not at ease."

Qiao Qingyang smiled: "It's really not going to happen, you should have a good rest."

Looking at Qiao Qingyang's bright and friendly smile, Fang Ze was puzzled and puzzled. Before, he only felt that his eyes were full of affection, but now he felt very kind, like... like looking at someone very familiar. eyes.

Fang Ze didn't know what he did, maybe he had been making a fuss in the middle of the night, he was really sleepy, and he fell asleep on the bed under Qiao Qingyang's watchful eyes.

Sure enough, the heart can't be broken...

In the night, in a quiet room, Qiao Qingyang went to turn up the air conditioner a few degrees. In summer, the air conditioner was turned on too much, and it was easy to catch a cold. After turning off the light, Qiao Qingyang crept into bed, afraid of waking Fang Ze up. .

He looked at Fang Ze's side face. No matter what time he liked this face, he couldn't forget it.Qiao Qingyang stretched out his hand gently, stroked his cheek, and muttered to himself, very tenderly.

"Leng'er, I finally see you again."

When Fang Ze woke up, there was no one beside the bed, but the temperature was still there. Fang Ze opened his eyes, rubbed his hair carelessly, stretched out his hand inadvertently, and touched a soft thing in the quilt.

Pulling it out curiously, I found that it was a piece of paper with a line of handwritten words on it. The handwriting was clear and elegant, so beautiful that even Fang Ze could tell that it was written by an old hand. It's just that... it's just that Fang Ze doesn't know this word.

"What kind of character is this? It doesn't look like simplified or traditional, seal script? Bully me for being illiterate!"

Fang Ze tossed it aside. This is a script that disappeared a long time ago. It was used by a princely country in troubled times more than 2000 years ago. Of course, Fang Ze didn't know every single word that was handed down.

The meaning of the text is: a thousand years of flowers, a hundred years of wind and dew, I am the only one in my heart.

The opening ceremony is similar, after burning incense and offering sacrifices, it is the reporter interview.After all, Gou Jing has also been in the entertainment industry for several years. This time, he served as the producer and carried the banner. A reporter with social relations also gave him face. Many reporters came to the opening ceremony.

This surprised Fang Ze.

What surprised him even more was Qiao Qingyang. Thinking of last night, Fang Ze trembled, wishing he could get into a hole without Qiao Qingyang, but Qiao Qingyang returned to his high-pitched state as if nothing had happened. Leng Yang didn't look at Fang Ze the whole time, he was cold.

Fang Ze thought in his heart: I am convinced!

During the interview, Fang Ze, Qiao Qingyang, as the male lead, stood in the middle, surrounded by other actors, only the two of them had put on their makeup, and the two of them in ancient costumes were particularly eye-catching and hot in the crowd.

On a day in July, the film and television base is comparable to the alchemy furnace of the Supreme Lord.

A female reporter wearing black-rimmed glasses pointed her mic at Qiao Qingyang. Qiao Qingyang was tall and tall, and he did have the arrogance of a king in ancient costumes. He was also handsome. From far away, you can feel his handsome aura, very attractive, no wonder the reporter asked him first.

Reporter: "I heard that the actors in this film are all newcomers. Are you excited about filming for the first time?"

Qiao Qingyang: "I am very lucky to be able to participate in a work, and I will be more excited."

"What about Fang Ze?" He pointed Mai at Fang Ze again.

Fang Ze: "Of course I am very excited to be able to act in this play."

The main thing is to get paid, how could Fang Ze not be excited.

The reporter nodded, and asked a few more innocuous questions. After all, they are all newcomers. Even Fang Ze, who has signed a contract for two years, has only been a stand-in and has no role to play. Naturally, the reporter has nothing to ask. of.

It was almost time, the reporter handed the microphone to Fang Ze and asked one last question.

Reporter: "Then, as a rookie with no experience, do you have any worries about acting skills? How do you deal with this feeling?"

The reporter asked this question in a rather unkind way. Although it is normal for newcomers to have worrying acting skills, it would definitely be embarrassing to ask such a question directly.

The actors next to him really changed their faces. The newcomers who hadn't made their debut naturally didn't have smooth coping skills. They were all thankful that they didn't ask themselves, but the hapless Fang Ze was very embarrassed.

Although Fang Ze has been in the film and television base for two years, he has never been interviewed, and he has only joked with the staff on the set.Fang Ze, who was inexperienced, could only bite the bullet and say:

"Uh, well, actually, it's hard to say about this matter, and you will be worried, but there's nothing to worry about. Who stipulates that a newcomer can't make a good movie? Some newcomers are very good at acting, and there are also popular Xiaohuadans. I have filmed several movies, and my acting skills are still at the level of newcomers. For example, a few days ago, when I acted as a martial artist for a popular female star, her acting skills were so embarrassing that there is no limit. Better than her, hahaha..."

other people:"!!!"

Before the laughter stopped, Fang Ze was yanked violently, and he was slightly taken aback, only then did he realize that Qiao Qingyang's hand had reached into his sleeve, just in time to grab his wrist.Both of them were wearing ancient costumes, and they were close to each other, their clothes were almost on top of each other, and their small movements could not be seen from the outside.

Only then did Fang Ze realize that he had said something wrong. When he was nervous, he would talk too much. He didn't know what he was talking about, and he forgot that he was being interviewed.But the reporter obviously didn't want to let him go. Originally, there was nothing to interview a newcomer, but it would be different if he could dig out a popular floret.

The reporter hurriedly asked Fang Ze again: "Which popular little flowers have you acted as martial arts replacements for? Who is this little flower you mentioned just now? Are you also filming at the film and television base now? Has the role been finalized?"

Fang Ze: "That..."

How could Fang Ze dare to say anything about the popular little flower? He wished he could travel back and take back what he just said...

Reporter: "Fang Ze, why didn't you answer? Is it not convenient to disclose? Or is this popular little flower in the film and television base? You can't disclose?"

I have to admire these reporters, there is no question they can't ask.

Fang Ze: "That's actually me..."

Qiao Qingyang: "Actually, Fang Ze was joking just now. You also saw that he is a male artist, how could he be a stand-in for a female star. As newcomers, when we participate in a work, we will definitely treat ourselves I am a little worried about my acting skills, but every actor starts as a rookie, worrying does not mean that we will not do well, we will work hard to interpret every role well."

With a polite smile on the corner of Qiao Qingyang's mouth, he brought back the topic of Fang Ze's stray. Although there was no smile in his eyes, the basic politeness prevailed, and the reporter couldn't find anything.

In fact, the reporter didn't care about the newcomer's acting skills at all, she cared more about the popular floret. Qiao Qingyang wanted to fool her with a few words, but it was a bit difficult. The reporter handed Mai Chaofang Ze over, but Qiao Qingyang reached out to help him.

"Thank you, Ms. Reporter, for the interview, but our time is up. The director is waiting for us. You also know that we are newcomers. You can't let the director wait. The interview will end here."

Qiao Qingyang pulled Fang Ze and turned around to leave. He couldn't be fooled, and he couldn't escape.

Fang Ze was so dazed, he was dragged into a corner by Qiao Qingyang, and after making sure that no one was around, Qiao Qingyang shook Fang Ze's hand violently.

"Fang Ze, before you speak with this mouth, can you pass your brain first!"

Fang Ze opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, but lowered his head cowardly.

"I... I will talk less in the future..."

Died of talking too much, he is also desperate.

It's rare for Fang Ze to be so smooth, so obedient and obediently bow his head, it's really not like him.Although Fang Ze usually blasphemes indecently, but he still has a sense of proportion in his heart, knowing that this time he has caused trouble by talking too much, so of course he will not refute.

And Qiao Qingyang looked at the pitiful Fang Ze, and couldn't speak any words of reprimand. It was rare for him to be so obedient with such a good-looking face.

Facing such a beautiful face, Qiao Qingyang couldn't do anything, but just gave him a hard look, "Go to filming! Don't make others wait for us on the first day."

Fang Ze scratched his head in embarrassment. Looking at Qiao Qingyang's back, he suddenly felt that he at this moment overlapped with the Qiao Qingyang who poured water for him yesterday.

Fang Ze: Although Qiao Qingyang is sick, he is still good.

It is estimated that if Qiao Qingyang heard him say this, he would come back and beat him to death immediately...

The author has something to say:

Fang Ze: If you have nothing to do, go get medical treatment.

Qiao Qingyang: Wash you!

Fang Ze: You can't procrastinate if you are sick.

Qiao Qingyang: Wash you!

Fang Ze: Why doesn't this person listen to advice, Sang Xin!

Author: Why don't you bookmark me, Sang Xin!