Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

47.

Lu Feng and the Seventh Ship formally signed the contract, and soon the film crew set up camp on the Seventh Ship.

The practice room was equipped with a lot of cameras, and each room had a photographer to record and shoot. The actors were very dedicated, probably because they sensed that the opportunity was coming, they all saw that the camera didn’t exist, and just practiced dancing with all their strength.

Lu Feng sat in the auditorium to monitor the rehearsal scene all day long, and caught up with old and new dancers to have various heart-to-heart exchanges.

Zhou Fangping came here every now and then, but was always caught by Lu Feng, and they chatted for a long time.

The shooting went on in full swing.

In the early morning, it was only after five o'clock when Fang Zhixing was woken up by the stabbing pain from his knee.

He was trapped in Zhong Siyuan's arms, and the other's lips were very close to his forehead.

Fang Zhixing carefully took Zhong Siyuan's arm away, and gently rolled to the other side of the big bed. Before he could sit up, Zhong Siyuan woke up sensitively.

"Qingqing?"

Fang Zhixing had no choice but to roll back, feeling the warm body, Zhong Siyuan closed his eyes and embraced him again.

He kissed Fang Zhixing lightly on the forehead, and when he first woke up, his hoarse voice sounded very tender and gentle: "Does your leg hurt?"

Fang Zhixing put his legs on Zhong Siyuan's body, and wrapped his whole body around him. Soon, Zhong Siyuan's hand came up naturally, looking for the disturbing scar, and tried hard to smooth it.

Gradually the pain disappeared, Fang Zhixing buried his face in Zhong Siyuan's neck and fell asleep again, his long breath fluttered against Zhong Siyuan's skin like a breeze, he looked down, and put Fang Zhixing's leg back on the bed gently , fully awake.

In fact, Fang Zhixing's legs were no longer able to withstand such a high-intensity and difficult dance performance. After the weather turned cold, his legs have been bad, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night with pain.Fang Zhixing was used to this, but he was afraid that if he made too much noise, he would disturb Zhong Siyuan's sleep. If Zhong Siyuan hadn't found out by himself, Fang Zhixing would be tight-lipped and wouldn't complain to him a word.

Zhong Siyuan looked at Fang Zhixing with pity, put his hand in his palm and clasped it. After a long while, he gently kissed the back of that hand.

When Fang Zhixing got up, Zhong Siyuan was making breakfast in the kitchen.

After he washed his face and brushed his teeth, he rubbed his face with moisture, and the unwiped water stains on his chin were unceremoniously all over Zhong Siyuan's shoulder.

Zhong Siyuan didn't dodge, he used a spatula to separate out a piece of the fried and crispy luncheon meat, and then put it into Fang Zhixing's mouth in this posture.

Knowing that Xingren is thin, it's not that he doesn't eat, it's simply because he doesn't gain weight, and he especially likes to eat some junk food, fried, barbecued, and beer.

Zhong Siyuan is also used to him, as long as it is not too much, he will cook whatever Fang Zhixing wants to eat.

Fang Zhixing was so full of pampering, he pecked behind Zhong Siyuan's ear, and hugged his waist coquettishly: "Mr. Zhong, I'm so happy."

Some are happy to eat, this person may have been a fat house in his previous life.

Zhong Siyuan put the luncheon meat on a plate, grabbed a handful of Qianxi and came over to cut it.

Fang Zhixing reached out and stole one to eat, and whispered to Zhong Siyuan: "Mr. Zhong, do you want to eat Qianxi? The one in my mouth is delicious."

Zhong Siyuan thought that the last time he ate strawberries, it was probably because Fang Zhixing had tasted the sweetness, and then several times he was eager to try to make others drool.

"Get up." Zhong Siyuan said mercilessly, "Get in the way."

Fang Zhixing let go of his hand with a "tsk", feeling that his partner was so puzzled.He lazily leaned against the stage, with two millennium throws in his hand, and said casually: "I was too sleepy when I came back last night, there is something I forgot to say."

Zhong Siyuan looked down at the pot: "Huh?"

Fang Zhixing said: "Your brother helped me so much, I want to thank him. Can you ask for me if their company still recruits artists? I will help him for a few years."

"What?" Zhong Siyuan paused, the pot was scorched and he turned off the fire. He looked at Fang Zhixing, clearly demeanor was lazy and unserious, but his expression was extremely serious.He realized that Fang Zhixing was serious, and he might have thought about it for a long time: "No, my brother is just connecting, and Lu Feng's choice of the seventh ship has nothing to do with him."

Fang Zhixing smiled: "I know."

It was Zhong Lufan who made the match, but it was Zhong Siyuan who helped him. Fang Zhixing knew that since the reunion, he had caused Zhong Siyuan one trouble after another. That person had helped him too much without asking for anything in return. He saw There are only one or two of them, and Zhong Siyuan quietly hides them under the iceberg-like appearance.He couldn't see what was going on, but he couldn't accept it calmly either.

"Brother Yuan, don't try to persuade me about this." Fang Zhixing said, "Your brother already had a problem with me. If I want to be like a softie and rely on you for everything, he should think that you are not nice. gone."

"you are not……"

Before Zhong Siyuan finished speaking, Fang Zhixing interrupted him: "I know you don't need my reward, but I want to give it to you, I want to get the approval of your family, I want to help your brother make money, and I want to support the family with you."

Zhong Siyuan was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "You don't like the entertainment industry, I don't want you to do things that you don't like."

"But I love you more." Fang Zhixing's almond-shaped eyes suddenly rolled up, "I want to love you upright, and prove it to your brother. I don't care about fame or money, and I won't give up on you again. .”

·

Zhong Lufan was a little surprised when he heard the call. He turned his office chair towards the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire business district of Haicheng, and inadvertently raised his eyebrows: "Seriously?"

"Well, he won't take advantage of you for nothing."

Zhong Lufan laughed.

Fang Zhixing is now a popular spicy chicken, there are countless companies who want to sign him, and the door-to-door business is not for nothing, Zhong Lufan said: "Yes, we Luyuan Entertainment has high-quality film and television resources, a professional management team, creating The star factory provides one-stop service, and a pheasant can also turn into a phoenix, I guarantee that he will be the best in the little fresh meat."

Zhong Siyuan knew that Fang Zhixing didn't want to ride the dust, and said in a cold voice, "Fang Zhixing is willing to help you work for five years. How to draw up the specific contract is up to you."

Hearing this tone, Fang Zhixing wanted to be a wage earner for five years, but Zhong Siyuan was not happy to have someone serve his brother.Zhong Lufan shook his head again and again, feeling his brother's villainous heart: "Do I dare to squeeze your baby casually?"

With a younger brother like Zhong Siyuan on the stall, his biological brothers would turn against each other: "No evil, no business."

Zhong Lufan seemed to have heard a joke, he stood up from the chair, and leaned leisurely against the glass wall.

Fang Zhixing is Zhong Siyuan's treasure, but Zhong Siyuan is his treasure, and Zhong Lufan made a compromise for his precious brother's lifelong happiness: "It won't take five years, as long as he treats you well, don't do such unreliable things anymore. All strong. If he really wants to come, he can come, sign a short-term contract, one year, and the salary is [-]% of the company, okay?"

Zhong Siyuan was not at all conscious of the baby, and the lion opened his mouth: "Twenty-eight."

Zhong Lufan felt that he had paid the wrong amount of family affection, and was angry: "Where is your boy?! You can either get five or five, or sign for five years. You can decide for yourself."

Zhong Siyuan didn't kill an acquaintance, but fortunately the result was within his acceptable range, so there was no dispute.Anyway, he can make money, so Fang Zhixing doesn't have to worry about food and clothing.

When I told Fang Zhixing about this at night, Fang Zhixing almost dropped his chopsticks in shock: "One year? What can you do in one year? Two plays are over."

Zhong Siyuan never mentioned that he was acting as a hindrance, and said calmly: "Although it's only a year, the salary is fifty to five cents."

Who knows that Fang Zhixing is a pure fool: "Don't, two eight, I'm two and the other eight."

Zhong Siyuan choked, feeling that Fang Zhixing was the one who ate inside and out.

After dinner, Fang Zhixing turned his head and went into the study.

He's been like this a lot lately, instead of working overtime, he's been dancing wildly in the troupe, going home early, not rushing to wash the dishes after dinner, and shutting himself in the study, not knowing what he's doing.

Zhong Siyuan wanted to find out several times, but found that this person had locked the door behind him, too much mystery would have the opposite effect.Calculating the time, there is still half a month before the New Year's Eve, so Fang Zhixing is probably preparing a gift for him in such a hurry.

It's funny to say that Fang Zhixing thought he was cheating, but Zhong Siyuan could see through his little thoughts at a glance.

The study room was occupied, Zhong Siyuan had no choice but to carry Mozart to the piano room.

He sat down on the piano bench, and Mozart broke free from his arms and kicked his short legs onto the piano with the cover lifted. The tonnage of the fat cat cannot be underestimated, and it leaves behind a note after a step. , Zhong Siyuan couldn't bear to leave Mozart behind.

The ring light hangs high on the top, casting colorful colors on the dark piano cover.

Zhong Siyuan pressed a few keys casually, and the tune was soft and relaxing.

The music production of the web drama is in progress. He has written two songs in total, including the opening and ending songs. He had a phone call with Nan Yan a few days ago, and the two sides exchanged their experience in writing lyrics and composing. Before hanging up, Nan Yan did not forget to give his The inn advertised, inviting Zhong Siyuan and Fang Zhixing to come to Dali to play.Of course, the premise is not to be recognized by fans, he doesn't like too much exposure.

The music album is not in a hurry, and the post-production of the left and right web dramas has not yet been completed.

However, Zhong Siyuan is not idle.

He promised to record two episodes of "I Am a Trainee" as a flying guest. The first episode will take a weekend and the time span will be half a month. The first episode will start recording the day after tomorrow.

Qitai has only announced a few candidates for resident mentors so far. Although Zhong Siyuan is very good at online, but there is no conclusive evidence, and Zhong Siyuan himself is notorious for not appearing in variety shows. This is a principle, it is filming a TV series and appearing in a variety show, but Zhong Siyuan made a special request before the show, and the producer is not allowed to disclose the identity of the flying guests to the public before the official broadcast.

It was already a miracle to invite Zhong Siyuan, and the producer agreed without even thinking about it.

The gentle piano music suddenly changed its tone, and it was fast and fast, as if riding a roller coaster, calmly driving to a high place and suddenly diving down.

The timid short-legged cat was taken aback. With a meow, it curled up next to Zhong Siyuan's feet, stretched out its tongue and licked the bare skin of its owner's calf as if to appease.

Zhong Siyuan's expression gradually turned serious, not because of anything else, but because he broke his promise.

He had promised Fang Zhixing that he would wait patiently, but the sudden appearance of Kim Yoo Hee did make him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

The sound of the piano slowed down slowly, and finally returned to silence.

Zhong Siyuan picked up Mozart and hugged him in his arms. Garfield with his round face rubbed the back of his master's hand affectionately. Fang Zhixing also liked to cling to him like this.

He didn't want to do things that would make Fang Zhixing sad, and he didn't have to cut Fang Zhixing's scar open to see how deep the wound was inside.

But after Kim Yoo-hee appeared, Fang Zhixing has obviously changed—the number of times he empties has increased, and he often watches TV with his cat in his arms, but there is no trace of his beautiful eyes.He fell asleep more and more late, tossing and turning on the bed, telling Zhong Siyuan that he was just nervous about closing the box for the performance, and always hugged Zhong Siyuan and begged him to sing to sleep.

But singing didn't work. Fang Zhixing covered it up very well and pretended to be similar, but Zhong Siyuan knew that he was not asleep.

Zhong Siyuan couldn't wait any longer, he always felt that he was a patient enough person, but he repeatedly hit a wall with Fang Zhixing.He couldn't wait for Fang Zhixing to get ready, and he couldn't see that Fang Zhixing couldn't sleep peacefully day and night. If Kim Yoo Hee was really a nail stuck in Fang Zhixing's body, even if the truth would make people bloody, he would pull out the evil nail with his own hands.

After getting Fang Zhixing's previous hospital admission records, Zhong Siyuan knew that he was only a window away from the so-called truth.

Fang Zhixing's leg was injured in South Korea, and the treatment took eight months. The injury was so serious that it was either hit, fell, or hit by an external force.

But no matter what, if it was an accident, it wouldn't go so far as to falsify the entry and exit records in order to conceal the news and get Fang Zhixing to terminate the contract.

It is illegal to falsify entry and exit records. Even if the other party touches the law, he must conceal it. The reason is not hard to guess, it can only be to hide the more terrible crime behind it.

Fang Zhixing may have experienced more tragic injuries than leg injuries.

Zhong Siyuan didn't want to think deeply, Fang Zhixing's secretive attitude, hard-to-let go of his guard... Think a little more in that direction, jealousy and anger can ignite him.

He feels the crisis, not from feelings, but from the instinctive desire to protect when he perceives that his lover has been violated/offended.

·

Three days later, the recording of "I Am a Trainee" officially started.

In the morning, Zhong Siyuan and Fang Zhixing went out together.

The location of Seventh Ship is very good, two streets away is the largest business district in Haicheng, and several entertainment companies are stationed there, including Lu Yuan, Qitai, and Fang Zhenghong, the producer of web dramas.

Zhong Siyuan hid it from Fang Zhixing to record a variety show. When he ran into the driver and Lin Manman in the garage, Fang Zhixing was still a little puzzled: "Huh? You won't drive by yourself today."

"Yeah." Zhong Siyuan didn't say much, and opened the car door for Fang Zhixing, "I may have to work overtime today, so call Uncle Zhang before you leave and ask him to take you home first."

Fang Zhixing rubbed Zhong Siyuan's thigh: "Farewell, running around is so tiring."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang, I use money to do things. This is my job."

Fang Zhixing smiled embarrassedly.

Parting at the door of the Seventh Ship, Zhong Siyuan instructed: "Go to bed first if it's too late, don't wait for me."

"Know it!"

Fang Zhixing jumped out of the car, the weather was so cold, he wore a heavy down jacket and rolled himself into a ball, as if he couldn't stand the knife-like wind, he ran into the gate of the theater in a few steps.

The car restarted, and Lin Manman, who was in the co-pilot, turned around and talked to Zhong Siyuan about the process: "Boss, the program team sent me the process, let me tell you first."

Zhong Siyuan looked out the window in a daze, he didn't take what Lin Manman said very much, his mind was clouded, and he was rarely upset.

It took less than 10 minutes to drive across the two streets. Lin Manman simply finished the process: "Boss, the specific program team will tell you again, don't be too nervous when recording a variety show for the first time."

Someone from the program team came to pick him up. Zhong Siyuan got out of the car after putting on his mask and hat neatly. As soon as he stopped, the accompanying PD held up his camera and started filming.

In the camera, Zhong Siyuan couldn't make out his face clearly, and he was dressed in a long black coat to make him tall and stern.

The staff had heard about Zhong Yingdi's style for a long time. After greeting him, they received the expected indifference, and calmly took him to the lounge.

"Mr. Zhong, a makeup artist will come to give you a styling later, so you can rest here for a while."

Zhong Siyuan nodded, took off his mask and sat down to drink water.

After a while, the on-site director personally came to greet him: "Mr. Zhong, I am very glad that you can come to our program. I hope you will have a pleasant cooperation."

The director was not very old, so he picked up the script and introduced the program regulations and process to Zhong Siyuan after speaking, which was much more detailed than Lin Manman.

This time, Zhong Siyuan listened carefully, and raised any objections that needed further adjustment or modification.

It took a long time to discuss the details, and finally the director made an unfeeling request: "Mr. Zhong, several resident guests in the program will cooperate with the selected trainees to complete a performance. As a flying guest, you have no strict requirements in this regard, but Our program team still wants to fight with you to see if you can sing a song on stage or something else..."

It is already a consensus in the circle that Zhong Siyuan doesn't sing, but there are always a few programs that don't give up and want to persuade him, which will probably make Zhong Siyuan feel bad.

Lin Manman frowned and interrupted: "It's stated in the contract that we don't sing."

The director nodded quickly, "It's like this, President Kim and Mr. Zhong are old acquaintances from Korea. President Kim heard that Mr. Zhong would also come to record the program. He originally wanted to sing a song with Mr. Zhong. We also want to sing with Mr. Zhong. He explained that Mr. Zhong no longer sings. He felt that it was a pity, so he wanted to change the way. He sang, and Mr. Zhong would accompany him. We can use this as an entry point to guide a wave of topics when it is broadcast later. Many people around here want to see the two in the same frame."

Lin Manman wanted to say something else, but Zhong Siyuan raised his hand to stop her: "Yes, is Teacher Jin here?"

Seeing that Zhong Siyuan was relieved, the director let out a long sigh of relief, and turned on the phone to check the message notification: "It's here, I just arrived 5 minutes ago. Is Teacher Zhong going to meet you?"

Zhong Siyuan stood up from his seat: "Take me there."

The author has something to say:

不想卡在这，晚上再更一章。感谢在2020-05-3011:12:36~2020-05-3111:52:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Le Cheng 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!