Showbiz Prejudice

Next, Zhao Jinglan took Cheng Chen to talk about the music project, and basically didn't return to Beijing much.It has been a month since he returned to the villa. When he found Cheng Anyi, he found Cheng Anyi was sweating profusely on the treadmill. He felt a little curious: "Why do you suddenly want to exercise?"

"Losing weight." The other party simply replied, then got off the treadmill, and dried the sweat on his body with a towel.

Zhao Jinglan looked at him, not seeing him for a long time, and found that he had lost a lot of weight, and his complexion was not very good.He squeezed his arm with a bit of distress: "Why do you suddenly want to lose weight? Seeing your complexion is so bad, don't try too hard."

The other party nodded and did not speak.

Zhao Jinglan glanced at the bucket of instant noodles on the table, then turned to look at him reproachfully: "Why are you eating this again, it's so unnutritious."

As he said, he walked to the refrigerator door, took out the ingredients stored some time ago, and took out the crabs and fish at the bottom to defrost: "I'll cook something for you, so you can make up for it."

Cheng Anyi didn't speak, but just watched him quietly.The other party quickly prepared a few dishes, including meat, fish and crabs, which seemed to be very greasy. He called An Yi to come and eat. Cheng Anyi nodded and walked over to eat a piece of fish. The greasy feeling made him very uncomfortable. , His stomach was churning, and he felt a little nauseous for a moment.

But the other party looked at him expectantly, so he had no choice but to eat all of them.

After eating, the other party packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.Cheng Anyi sat on the table for a while, feeling his stomach churning, as if something was rushing against his body, a huge wave of nausea hit him, he couldn't take it anymore, he turned around and walked into the bathroom quickly.

Zhao Jinglan found no one after washing the dishes. When he walked into the bathroom, he saw Cheng Anyi squatting next to the toilet throwing up. He frowned and walked over: "What's going on?"

Cheng Anyi vomited for a while before it subsided. He rinsed his mouth with water, then shook his head: "Brother Zhao, I'm fine."

Zhao Jinglan obviously refused to let him go: "What's going on? Something wrong with your stomach?"

"Brother Zhao, no, maybe I have been eating irregularly recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

Zhao Jinglan looked at him, still frowning, and asked him forcefully, "Xiao Cheng, do you have something to hide from me?"

Cheng Anyi shook his head, just as he was about to explain, he saw a roll of white paper next to the toilet from the corner of his eye. He wanted to hide it in a panic, but was snatched away by Zhao Jinglan in the next second. Zhao Jinglan picked up the roll of paper and looked at it , found that it said: ""Peach Color" diversity script."

He glanced at the script in disbelief, then lifted it up and asked the other party, "Where did you get this?"

Cheng Anyi gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"Just for this?" Zhao Jinglan looked at the script, his whole teeth were chattering, and he looked at him angrily: "Just for this crap, you don't care about your body at all! Go on a diet?"

His anger was very strong, and Cheng Anyi was a little scared. He was worried that thinking about you would tear up the script in his hand, but he didn't.He just clenched the script tightly with his hands, as if he wanted to tear it into pieces, and the next second, he walked in front of him, pinched his chin with his hands, and said fiercely: "Cheng Anyi, don't think your You get the role when you hit the weight limit."

"As I said, this role has already been assigned to someone else, no matter how hard you try..." He said, emphasizing the last few words: "It's useless."

Cheng Anyi didn't speak, but just looked at him straight, his eyes shone aggressively, which Zhao Jinglan had never seen before.But in the next second, he returned to his original state and nodded timidly: "Okay, Brother Zhao, I understand."

Zhao Jinglan let him go.

In the next few days, Zhao Jinglan turned off all his work and took a special vacation to supervise Cheng Anyi's diet. Cheng Anyi barely ate a meal in the previous month, and at most he ate an apple a day, or even some vegetable juice.His stomach is so fragile that he can hardly eat anything hard.Zhao Jinglan cooked porridge for him every day, and sometimes he didn't want to eat it, so Zhao Jinglan fed him with his mouth, forcing him to eat everything.

They stay together almost every day, but they have no common language.Had to have sex day and night, Zhao Jinglan asked for it very frequently, Cheng Anyi woke up and fell asleep almost every time when the other party bumped into her.Sometimes when he fell asleep, he would dream of Li Jian. The other party was standing under a peach tree with his back to him. He walked over and wanted to pat the other party's shoulder, but woke up when he was about to touch the other party. Li Jian's face reappeared in front of his eyes, and he looked at him: "Li Jian..."

The next second, a wave of violent impact hit, and the other party looked at him with a frown, as if he was very displeased with his calling, and he asked him, "What did you call me?"

His whole body was shaken by the bump, he put his arms around the other party's neck weakly, hugged him tightly, and called the other party's name affectionately again: "Li Jian..."

The movements under him became more fierce in an instant, his whole body was smashed to pieces, his expression gradually cleared up, Li Jian's face gradually faded, and Zhao Jinglan's face appeared in front of his eyes, and he heard him ask fiercely: "What do you call me?"

He panted weakly: "Brother Zhao..."

"Huh?" The other party glanced at him, grinding that point on his body like torture: "What do you call me?"

Cheng Anyi was almost knocked out by him, he raised his head, and weakly called out the other person's name: "Jing Lan..."

"What?" The other party seemed to have not heard clearly, and asked again.

"Jing Lan..." As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was submerged in the tide of attacks from the opponent.

A week later, Zhao Jinglan left.

He left a bunch of ingredients and simple porridge cooking methods for Cheng Anyi, but Cheng Anyi was useless.Then he called his fitness coach: "Coach, our plan continues."

In the next few days, he didn't eat much, and he worked out day and night. All the hard work Zhao Jinglan had put in this week was basically in vain, and now he had to start all over again. It's been two weeks, and he has to work hard to lose weight and become as thin as Shen Yue.

Chen Yingying had already helped him get the notice and time of the audition, and also helped him find some acquaintances. The rest was up to him, no matter what, he had to get the role.Whether it's for Li Jian or for himself.

Three days before the audition, he weighed himself.Lost a full 20 pounds.Looking at the thin self in the mirror, he felt a little strange for a moment.

The day before the audition, he called Cheng Chen: "Cheng Chen, are you free? I want to treat you to dinner."

The other side agreed, and they quickly made an appointment with the time and place.It's in Zhao Jinglan's villa.When Cheng Chen came in, he saw his surprised face: "Little Cheng Cheng, why do you have the key to Brother Zhao's house?"

Cheng Chen glanced at him, then gave him the shoes: "We live together."

It took Cheng Chen a long time to react, and he was still very excited: "It turns out that you are also roommates! You are so destined."

Cheng Anyi looked at his silly smiling face, and wanted to tell the other party about his relationship with Zhao Jinglan, but he couldn't say it anymore.He called him in, the table was already full of food, he pointed to the table: "I ordered takeaway, let's eat together."

"Okay! No problem!" Cheng Chen nodded happily, and started to eat in a flustered mood, completely ignoring Cheng Anyi's weird expression.

After lunch, Cheng Chen said that he would play songs from the new album for him. Cheng Anyi's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Your new album is out?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Chen nodded happily and told him: "This song is called "Actor"."

Then he took out his mobile phone and started to play the demo. In an instant, the room was filled with his melodious voice:

"Fake another day of love

There is no shortage of actors in this world

......"

Cheng Anyi was a little surprised when he heard the lyrics: "This lyrics... I wrote it?"

Because Cheng Chen could only compose music and was incapable of writing lyrics, Cheng Anyi helped him write a lot of lyrics during that time.Cheng Chen often praised him for his talent, and even said that when he became popular, let him be his full-time lyricist. The two of them were golden partners, and became popular all over the universe...

Those beautiful days appeared before his eyes again. He listened to the familiar tune and melody, and in an instant, countless emotions rushed into his heart...

After listening to his words, the other party nodded seriously: "Yes! I said that when the album is released, the lyrics you wrote will definitely be used in it! How about it? I didn't break my promise, did I?"

After the other party finished speaking, he looked at him with a smile. Perhaps his smile was so beautiful that Cheng Anyi couldn't bear to look directly at him.

He turned his head and looked at the other party: "Cheng Chen, what if one day you find out that I robbed you of your things?"

Cheng Chen still seemed to be stuck on the last topic, he turned his head and looked at him strangely: "Snatch something? Snatch what?"

Cheng Anyi looked at him, and pursed her lips: "It's... something that should belong to you."

"Is there something that must belong to me?" Cheng Chen looked at him, as if he still couldn't understand what he meant.He raised his head, patted him on the shoulder, and showed him a very bright smile: "Then let's compete fairly."

This smile is beautiful, as if it is salvation, Cheng Anyi looked at him, nodded with a dry throat: "Okay."

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