Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

Because it was a private trip, there was only one Fei Dajin beside Zhao Siyi, the cold machine smell from the camera was on the tip of his nose, and there were crowds of people shouting.

For the first time, he knew what it meant to be unable to move an inch. No matter how Fei Dajin led him to squeeze out, it was difficult to take a step away from the double-team of the media.

Fortunately, the Beicheng Airport quickly mobilized security to maintain the stability, and the riot did not last long. Under the harsh reprimands of the four airport staff in police uniforms, the crowded media gradually dispersed.

But in the end, Zhao Siyi couldn't avoid a few cold eyes, after all, he caused a lot of trouble to the airport.

He bowed and thanked the staff one by one, and then followed Fei Dajin into the car.

This is already the situation, so it is naturally inconvenient to show up to Yecheng again, Fei Dajin canceled the next flight, and the two of them stayed in the hotel first.

"Qingyi's official position is actually not stated, it's just an anonymous forum leaking the news. The host said that he has a friend who works in Qingyi, saying that your character is not good."

"Of course your fans don't like it, so you went up and hated it. As a result, the three videos and resume materials on the opposite side were released, and it became a hot post when you went downstairs. Then it was moved to Weibo, and another wave of drafts was published."

After reading the ins and outs of the matter, Fei Dajin already had some calculations in his mind: "Because there are interview videos and resumes, what the poster said in that post was taken as truth. But Qingyi officials didn't say anything at all. Dress to die."

"Dog stuff, it's not the video they gave, who else could it be!"

Zhao Siyi brushed his teeth with grunts, and after spitting, he asked, "Because today's cooperation didn't work out?"

Fei Dajin noticed that he had improved a lot, and nodded: "I think so, now I want to clarify for you, it's just a matter of what Qingyi said."

Even as long as the news of am and Qingyi's cooperation is released, these rumors of bad character and treachery will be self-defeating. "

"At that time, they will casually deny that the post was made by their own employees, and you won't be able to tell the truth. You can even beat it back and get a good name for clarifying it for you."

After Fei Dajin finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Siyi worriedly: "You... don't take it seriously, don't surf the Internet during this time, it's best to turn off all notifications on your mobile phone, and I'll tell you if something happens."

Zhao Siyi wiped his face with a small towel, and stepped out in slippers. He was wearing a pink Mickey Mouse T-shirt, but he didn't feel depressed, and his eyes were still as clear as ever.

"Oh yes, I have already reported to the company, but you know, after all, it is a domestic matter, and you are alone. It will take time for the public relations to process the approval layer by layer."

Zhao Si also nodded: "Understood."

What Fei Dajin was most worried about was his state, so he couldn't help but ask, "Where in Yecheng...?"

When encountering this kind of thing, most artists will subconsciously avoid the camera, unwilling to appear in front of the public, or at least wait for the limelight to pass.

"go."

Zhao Siyi didn't have this plan. He rubbed his washed short hair with a towel, with a natural expression: "The more you do this, the more you can't shrink back. Everything will be as usual, and I will go to VIP tomorrow."

He paused for a moment and said:

"I did nothing wrong, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Si also thought of this sentence for no reason, and felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Fei Dajin felt relieved a lot, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to sleep, and I'll take one of your room cards, in case you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Zhao Si also gestured ok to him, went into the bathroom to dry his hair, the rumbling sound of the hair dryer sent away Fei Dajin who had been busy all night, he almost fell asleep when he returned to his room, and when he opened his eyes again, he found Four o'clock.

It's four o'clock, when ghosts won't get up.

He actually woke up.

Fei Dajin also wanted to know why. He looked at the vibrating mobile phone next to the bed, and there were two large characters flashing blindly on it.

Jiangcheng.

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The ghost woke up too.

Fei Dajin said in a murderous tone: "Mr. Jiang, are you pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Cheng: "I'm at your door."

"..."

Fei Dajin scrambled out of bed, opened the door with a sound, and the person standing at the door was covered in dust and red eyes: he glanced at him lightly: "Where is Ah Yi?"

"It's next door." Fei Dajin lowered his voice, "Should be asleep."

He felt that Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded: "That's good, I'll contact you first."

? ?

Fei Dajin almost suffocated in one breath.

"There is no spare room. Let me make do with it." Jiang Cheng said flatly, "Half a bed, I'll see him tomorrow morning."

Fei Dajin was still sleepy, he welcomed Jiang Cheng in first, and then walked to the bed in a daze: "No problem, I have Ah Yi's room card on the table, I will call him early tomorrow."

Fei Dajin came back to his senses at this meeting, and said, "Mr. Jiang, you have been tossing around in the middle of the night. Are you busy with the crew? Director Jiang's drama must not be easy to ask for leave."

"Hey, do you sleep on the left or the right..."

Fei Dajin suddenly felt a bit empty behind him, and "whoosh" felt cold behind him.

"Teacher Jiang?"

Jiang Cheng swiped open Zhao Siyi's door with his card, and opened the door with a light beep.

The doorknob was turned down little by little, and then back down little by little. Jiang Cheng walked in, and a small yellow night light was on in the room.

The person sleeping on the bed is very dishonest, because the heating in the room in Beicheng is fully turned on, and with a thick quilt, Zhao Si also seems to feel hot. One long leg is stretched outside with the quilt sandwiched, and his arm is pillowed on the side. Under his face, the Mickey Mouse on the T-shirt was wrinkled into a lump.

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly.

In winter, I am greedy for cold.

He put the phone down, first pulled the quilt out from under Zhao Siyi's legs without pants, then covered the white piece again, and then pulled down the man's T-shirt to cover his stomach.

The person on the bed was sleeping deeply, the night light turned on a little yellow light, Zhao Siyi's eyelashes were very long, spread out like a small fan, the edges of the reddish lips were a little dry, and the corners of the lips moved slightly with breathing, looking defenseless .

Jiang Cheng took a look, then pulled the quilt upwards, compacting the corners of the quilt.

After rolling the person into a caterpillar, Jiang Cheng stretched his brows and sat on the single sofa beside him.

This is a big bed room, except for the bed, there are only two sofas for one person, but Zhao Siyi is already sleeping in the middle, Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes a little, and leaned on the sofa for one person.

In fact, it is not impossible to lie next to him, but from the other party's reaction last time, he still gave up the idea.

The night was still long. He leaned on the single sofa and looked at his phone for a while. When he looked up again, he found that the caterpillar he had rolled had come out of its nest again.

Jiang Cheng: "..."

The leg on the bed was very white and slender, and because of practicing dancing all the year round, it had nice lines, so it didn't look bad at all.

Zhao Si also wanted to cool off, not only stretched out, but also kicked the quilt, turned over and pressed on the quilt, holding the pillow with one hand.

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to put down his phone, walked up to him, and pulled the quilt over him.

He realized that covering Zhao Siyi with the quilt was like whack-a-mole. Just as he tucked his legs in, he stretched out his hands again. Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally lifted the corner of the quilt and left a piece of calf outside, letting Zhao Siyi steal the cool. .

Zhao Siyi's expression relaxed when he poked his two calves out.Jiang Cheng looked at him and shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth were pulled up a little, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly at night.

He squatted on the bedside, just watched for a while, the yellow of the night light drew a shadow across the tip of his nose, and was blocked into darkness after a while.

A momentary touch.

Jiangcheng moved back to its original position.

The night light came on again.

Fortunately, Zhao Si did not kick the quilt again this time, and slept comfortably until dawn.

He woke up very early, around 08:30, and when he opened his eyes, he noticed an extra figure on the sofa.

He only thought it was Fei Dajin, and wasn't too surprised. When he got up from the bed, he saw his whole face clearly, and a slow reaction appeared on his face, making him look a little dazed.

Jiang Cheng was actually in his room.

Zhao Si also lowered his head subconsciously, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the underwear is still there.

He moved to the side of the bed, got out of bed with slippers on, and stood lightly towards the chair. Jiang Cheng seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably. He wrinkled tightly, as if he was still worried about something in his dream.

Zhao Si also paused for a second, and first floated lightly to the bathroom to wash his face, then brushed his teeth, then combed his short, messy hair, and tidied it up, only to find that Jiang Cheng was still awake.

"..."

He didn't know what time Jiangcheng came, but he thought it was very late. Zhao Si also sat on the bed directly opposite the single sofa and watched quietly for a while.

The room was drawn with thick curtains, and he didn't turn on the light, so the morning light couldn't come in, as if it was still night.

Because Jiang Cheng had no place to lean on, he held the handle of the sofa with one hand, and the other arm was hanging weakly. Zhao Si also looked at the car keys and mobile phone on the coffee table, and silently lowered his head.

Could it be that this person drove here overnight again?

On the camel-colored carpet, the white slippers and Jiangcheng's black sneakers were facing each other. Zhao Si also hugged his knee and shook his leg, tapped it, and quickly retracted it.

After repeating it several times, maybe Jiang Cheng noticed it, and retracted his legs slightly, and Zhao Siyi quickly raised his head.

Still didn't wake up.

Looks really sleepy.

He simply sat on the carpet next to Jiangcheng's single sofa. The deluxe room was very large, and the single sofa leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows.Zhao Si also tilted his head and opened the curtains a little. It was already bright outside, and the early morning mist soaked the high-level cloud traces.

The moment the curtains were closed, the room was dark again.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were still closed, Zhao Si also leaned closer, looked carefully at those deep and thin peach blossom eyes, then sat back on the ground with curled lips.

Eyes are so good, they always attract people.

Zhao Si also couldn't tell what he was thinking, he didn't want to wake up Jiang Cheng and hoped that someone would wake up, he felt that as long as he faced this person, he would be like a spinning top, spinning all the way to the north.

He waited for another ten minutes, but Jiang Cheng still had no intention of waking up. Zhao Siyi sighed softly, took out his phone and said to Fei Dajin, "Let's go."

The message came back quickly: "Is Teacher Jiang awake? Are you done?"

"..." Zhao Siyi gritted his teeth: "I'm not awake, I'm fine, don't wait for him, let's go out in 10 minutes."

After answering the message, he put down his phone and planned to sit up, but he felt a little empty in his heart, his eyes flicked to Jiang Cheng's empty hand, and his movements paused.

Zhao Siyi was sitting by the sofa, he stretched his head slightly, and his left cheek was pressed against the warm palm.

Like a scooped-up moon, Jiang Cheng held half of his side face, even though it was porcelain he touched.

Zhao Si also leaned on his knee, felt Jiang Cheng's "touch" for a while, and then patted his butt contentedly:

"Okay, I'm leaving, you sleep slowly."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, turned around and got up from the carpet, took the mobile phone beside the bed, and planned to change clothes and leave.

The moment he reached the corner of the bed, he couldn't move.

Jiang Cheng hugged him from behind.

Zhao Siyi only felt his ears burning, and a sleepy voice hit his ears:

"Want to leave again?"

Only then did Zhao Si realize that at some point in the room, there was already a burst of light, as if someone had opened the curtains.

The daytime sun is harsh and cold.

Zhao Si also opened his mouth: "What, I originally..."

Halfway through the conversation, he stayed where he was.

Because he found that he was not doing anything.

The reason he came here was to go to Yecheng to see Jiangcheng, and now that Jiangcheng was in his room, he really had no reason at all, so he could only honestly be pretended to be dead by Jiangcheng.

"When did you wake up?"

Zhao Si also turned around, facing Jiang Cheng, lowered his head, and turned slightly to the side.

"Just now, when you posted it."

"..."

Zhao Si also jumped over the hurdle directly: "Hey, you, you are here, and the interaction is also interactive, so I just won't go, I'm still in a hurry."

Zhao Si also thought for a while, and added: "I'm all in black now, you'd better stay away from me."

The person standing in front of him didn't move.

Zhao Si couldn't help but tilt his head: "You...let go."

Jiang Cheng still didn't let go, Zhao Si couldn't help twisting, and a voice suddenly sounded in front of him:

"Ayi, why don't you look at me?"

Zhao Si also didn't make a sound or move.

He couldn't answer this question, maybe because he didn't want to think about why he always kept his head down, or turned away unconsciously.

"Why do I have to watch you? I've seen enough filming before, and I'm tired of watching it."

Zhao Siyi lowered his head and said, "I'm leaving."

"No."

Jiang Cheng's voice was low but clear: "I'm talking about after leaving the crew."

Zhao Si also froze for a moment without making a sound.Jiang Cheng put one hand on his cheek, held it gently as before, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Yi, you have been avoiding me."

Zhao Siyi: "I haven't."

Jiang Cheng: "This is the fourth time."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

"The first time was that time, in Yecheng, in the hospital."

Jiang Cheng calmly narrated: "I'm going to park the car. When you get back, you leave. There is only one text message."

"I thought you were afraid that you would not look good, so you didn't force you, but you came to me later and left."

At the end of January in the depths of winter, Zhao Siyi actually felt his temples burn faintly, as if there was a pile of bonfires raging behind him, burning his back hot.

"My house has surveillance, and I have seen it all."

"..."

Jiang Cheng looked at him and said, "I was talking about movies with Director Jiang that night. I drank too much, but you didn't refuse me."

Jiang Cheng didn't continue talking, his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Obviously you can wait for me to sober up and explain everything clearly, but you left before dawn."

The voice whispered in my ears: "Ah Yi, you don't want to face me."

Zhao Siyi: "I didn't..."

Jiang Cheng: "It's also on New Year's Eve."

"Even if we had an unpleasant conversation later, you have no job, no friends, and no place to live in Nancheng. There is no need to leave that hotel early in the morning."

Jiang Cheng's voice fell, and there was no sound in the room for a long time.

Zhao Si also lowered his head, his eyes blurred for a moment, as if he should say something, but he couldn't say it.

"Today too."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking earnestly, he moved his hand down a little, touched the thin neck, and slowly raised his head:

"If I didn't wake up, did you leave again?"

The sun at nine o'clock shone high into the top floor of the hotel, and spilled in through the gaps in the drawn curtains, and even a little ball wadding on the carpet could be clearly seen.

Everything seems to be dragged into the nakedest sun, and there is nowhere to hide.

Zhao Si also kept silent.

A little fine sweat leaked from the tip of his nose, and the heaving of his chest slowly became obvious.

For a moment, he suddenly realized that his current appearance was not much different from his original appearance.

In this kind of room again, he was wearing a thin T-shirt, all his emotional breathing was controlled by Jiang Cheng, he couldn't speak, and couldn't move.

In fact, he knew the reasons for all the problems, but he didn't want to think about them, why he was like this.

Jiang Cheng didn't say any more, just clung to him and slowly hugged him.

The sun shone on the two of them, with a little taste of morning.

Zhao Si also didn't know what Jiang Cheng wanted to do, as if the other party was just standing like this, hugging him, and didn't do anything else.

Time passed slowly, until his shoulders were a little hot, until he slowly felt something.

"..."

A touch of pink climbed onto his earlobe, and Zhao Si also stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him: "You... let me go!"

Jiang Cheng didn't move.

"Stinky rascal, let go!"

"Bastard, don't cling to me."

"Jiang Da Yingdi, do you want to be ashamed?"

Zhao Siyi: "You are against me!"

"..."

But even though he blared his trumpet for a long time, Jiang Cheng didn't move.

The struggle in her arms gradually weakened.

Zhao Si also couldn't break free, so he could only calm down.

Somewhere is hot, and the temperature is still clear through two layers of fabric.He actually understood what Jiang Cheng meant, even though it was in this way of being played like a hooligan.

"Ah Yi, I've always wanted you very much."

It's hard for him to control himself just standing and hugging each other, let alone talking about anything else.

Jiang Cheng loves his body very much.

Never disliked.

Zhao Si also stayed where he was.

Jiang Cheng gently picked him up and put him on the bed, being extremely gentle.

First put on the trousers for him, stroked his legs/sides with both hands, pulled up a pair of black sweatpants, and pulled the tightness of the belt like coaxing a child.

Zhao Siyi: "..."

He sat by the bed, and Jiang Cheng took out two small socks from his shoes, knelt down on the ground, one on each foot, and put them on for Zhao Siyi clumsily.

"Where's the sweater?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Zhao Siyi's eyes were sour: "I didn't wear it."

Jiang Cheng stroked his hair with his hand: "Beicheng is very cold, so I can't wear so little in the future."

"Oh."

Jiang Cheng took Zhao Siyi's coat from the bed, picked up his hand, and stuffed it in.

The down jacket was put on quickly, and the hair on his cheeks was brushed away. Jiang Cheng put a hat on him and brought the shoes over.

Zhao Si couldn't help turning his head away, there was a small wet spot on the bed.

When the two were together before, he often stayed in bed in the morning.

In order to let him sleep a little longer, Jiang Cheng would come over and serve him like this after cleaning up by himself.

The sleepy man didn't even bother to stretch out his hands. Jiang Cheng thought he was lazy, but he was very happy, and dressed him neatly from head to toe.

Zhao Si also often finds it unbelievable.

Jiang Cheng actually indulged him in such a way.

The half-kneeling person loosened his shoelaces, put his two sneakers on, and tied them tightly again. When he raised his head again, Zhao Siyi had already thrown a pillow over him:

"Son of a bitch!"

Jiang Cheng caught it expressionlessly, put it back on the bed, then leaned over to hug him: "Yes."

Zhao Siyi cried and shouted: "Don't think that you are so... so... just wait on me for a while! I don't like this! I haven't reconciled with you yet!"

Jiang Cheng looked at him: "Then what do you want to do? Slacker."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

Zhao Siyi was gasping for breath, and stared straight at the stern-faced person, even if he pushed him, he couldn't push it away.

"Ayi, I don't think this can make up for you."

Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "I didn't think you'd forgive me either."

Zhao Si also gritted his teeth: "Then you just returned..."

He couldn't find words to describe Jiang Cheng's actions for a while, so he could only grit his teeth:

"Take me lightly!"

Jiang Cheng said seriously: "Because I only react to you, even if I hug you."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

Jiang Cheng's voice was a little low: "I know you don't want to now."

Zhao Si also raised his voice in one breath.

Jiang Cheng continued: "But I can slowly chase you back. I can do whatever you want."

"You...you shut up!"

Zhao Si also covered Jiang Cheng's mouth in shame.

"They're all squatting in the prison in Yecheng, and the crew is still chasing after nine to nine."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

His down jacket was bulging, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed dressed like a bun, his eyelashes were wet, and his eyes were still red.

"I can't get out of the door. They let me go all the way..."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Zhao Si also muttered: "Meeting once is like being a thief, and you drive in the middle of the night, who will chase you."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

"Maybe tomorrow I will become Qingyi's little girl, you are not even the boss now, you still chase..."

Seeing that the more he talked, the colder it became, Jiang Cheng darkened his face and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Ah Yi, does Qing Yi want to discuss cooperation with you?"