Today is also tied up by the top stream [entertainment circle]

Zhaoyang: "..."

"Your scarf..." Zhaoyang grabbed the scarf that was still wearing Jian Xing's remaining warmth, "It seems to be dirty."

"Not dirty." Jian Xing said, "Keep it—" As soon as the words came out, he was afraid that Zhaoyang would mistakenly think that he disliked him, so he said, "Give me back the next time we meet."

"……thanks."

Jian Xing looked at him, "Is there anything else I can do for you? Don't be afraid to trouble me."

Zhaoyang shook his head, "No need..."

It's just that the vulnerable decency was torn to shreds.He should admit, and his family should also face it, that his situation is not as colorful as he made it up, nor is it as colorful as they hoped.

But no matter how unseemly it was, he couldn't stop.

Zhaoyang looked up at Jian Xing again, and said in a soft voice, "It's great if you can come."

Jian Xing couldn't help but smiled again, "Senior, it's not easy to force you to tell the truth."

Zhaoyang stared blankly at him.

"I'll sit with you for a while." Jian Xing said.

"En." Zhaoyang was not polite this time.

The two sat down next to each other on the bench.Zhaoyang felt more and more Jian Xing's thoughtfulness and understanding in the world. He knew that Jian Xing could clearly see that he was full of thoughts and that he was in a dire situation. Say, so don't ask a word.

Just accompany quietly.

After being blown by the night wind for a while, the traces of tears dried up, and Zhaoyang's thoughts gradually became clear, "You have been playing these two days, right?"

"Yes." Jian Xing said.

"Then how do you..."

Jian Xing raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I can stay with you for another hour, and I have to fly back later."

Surprised, Zhaoyang sat upright, turned around and stared at him, "Go back and continue filming tomorrow?"

"if not?"

"Are you not sleeping?"

"Sleep in the car and on the plane."

"..."

"It's okay, I'm used to it, this is the daily life of the top class, don't be envious."

Jian Xing said it easily, and when Xiao Zhao learned of his plan, he was almost scared to pee.

Jian Xing threatened Xiao Zhao not to tell Ji Ge.

Xiao Zhao didn't dare either, if Brother Ji knew that he allowed Jian Xing to use his body to death like this, he would die before Jian Xing.

Zhaoyang lowered his face and looked at Jian Xing.

Jian Xing suppressed a smile, "It's really fine, I'm young, I'm strong, and I can endure it."

"Why..." Zhaoyang couldn't help asking.

"What and why?" Jian Xing asked knowingly, waiting for Zhaoyang's next words.

Why... are you so nice to me?

From the beginning to the present, Zhaoyang couldn't think of a suitable reason for each incident.

Jian Xing looked into Zhaoyang's eyes, waiting for him to ask.

If he dares to ask, he dares to answer.

There are many things for no reason.

You don't need a reason to like someone.

Zhaoyang finally didn't ask.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the nails that hadn't been trimmed in the past few days were pointed against his palms sharply.

"Last time... I'm sorry, I wasted your kindness. I was too arrogant."

As long as he puts down his so-called bottom line once, he won't be so passive now.

It hurts to be slapped in the face by one's own pride.

"Senior," Jian Xing approached him, his soft voice almost lingering in his ears, "don't say such things. You tell me not to doubt myself, and you don't doubt yourself either."

Zhaoyang's Adam's apple twitched, and his mouth opened slightly stupidly.

"Just be arrogant." Jian Xing smiled, "I just like the arrogance of seniors."

Jian Xing left the hospital at around four o'clock in the morning. Before the plane took off, she posted a circle of friends, which was a circle of rays of the rising sun in the sky, shy and shining.

Caption: Today's morning sun.

When the plane landed and Jian Xing opened WeChat again, there was a new message in Moments.

Someone in Chaoyang's circle of friends liked it.

Only one person liked it.

because jane

The star circle of friends is only visible to one person.

This is the first like that Zhaoyang gave him.

Jian Xing grabbed his phone and smirked. The mask covered most of his face, but it couldn't cover the curvature of his eyebrows.It wasn't until Xiao Zhao glanced over suspiciously that Jian Xing stopped smiling.

It’s over.

Zhou Ran's warning was right, he seemed to be a little stuck.

Still in an uncertain situation.

It's not like a game he would play.

For him, this is not a game at all.

One week expired, and Zhaoyang was grouped on time.The filming process has reached two-thirds, and there were no major problems in the early stage. If things go smoothly, it will be finished in two months.

Over the past few months, Jian Xing has gotten used to whether it is in the dressing room, on the set or in the hotel, except for filming, it is always him who takes the initiative to talk to Zhaoyang, and Zhaoyang often responds perfunctorily out of the most basic social etiquette.

Xiao Zhao was very surprised at first, but after looking at it, he got used to it, and the hush money Jian Xing gave was often very sincere, and the relationship with Xiao Zhao was established from scratch since his debut. Xiao Zhao never reported to Brother Ji about the two or three things that had to be said, except for those things that could not be concealed.

On the second day after Zhaoyang returned to the group, he stood by Jian Xing's seat in the dressing room, holding a thermos, waiting for Jian Xing's appearance, both Jian Xing and Xiao Zhao were a little surprised.

"Senior," Jian Xing smiled, and sat down in front of Zhaoyang, "waiting for me?"

"Morning." Zhaoyang handed him the thermos, "Yesterday I heard that your voice is not very good...you just soaked in the fat sea."

Ever since Zhaoyang liked his Moments, Jian Xing would hold his mobile phone and post to Moments every day when he had nothing to do, and he could scroll through seven or eight posts in half a day. If he really had nothing to say, he took a selfie.Zhaoyang saves face, as long as he browses Moments, he will definitely give him a thumbs up for every single one.

Jian Xing didn't dare to think about how mentally handicapped she was, like a kindergarten kid waiting for the teacher to wear a little red flower every day.

Zhaoyang occasionally leaves a comment.Yesterday Jian Xing's selfie was accompanied by a sentence: Fat friends, tell the truth, is my brother handsome today?

Zhaoyang imagined that Jian Xing's circle of friends must have dozens of likes and a bunch of comments blowing rainbow farts, so he carefully mixed in a word: handsome.

Jian Xing looked at this handsome word, and happily held his mobile phone on the set.Silly, just asking you alone.

Then click on the dialog box and send a voice to Zhaoyang.

Singers need to protect their voices, as do actors, especially if a roaring scene is NGed more than a dozen times, no one can stand it.In order to act well in this live radio scene, Jian Xing took several classes before filming started, learning pronunciation, luck, and rhythm.Still can't stand the lead actor's scene with too much emotion, Zhao Yang's voice seemed to be torn when he heard Jian Xing's voice.

Jian Xing, as a traffic star, takes the multi-dwelling route, and singing and dancing is indispensable in other variety shows. For a drama, Zhaoyang is in a complicated mood.

When he first entered the industry, because of a Han Mingyi, he has kept away from all the top people since then.Now, with his own efforts, Jian Xing has reversed his inherent impression of traffic niches.

Jian Xing was not polite, took the thermos and unscrewed it, raised his head to drink, Zhaoyang said again: "Be careful of the heat."

Jian Xing has already swallowed it down, "It's not hot, it's just right to dry."

This is not a polite word, the temperature is indeed just right, when you want to soak it, you deliberately control the temperature, it's not just a brainless capping when the water boils.

Zhaoyang took out another small paper box, "The cheesecake I bought on the way home last night was frozen in the hotel kitchen, I don't know if I can still eat it..."

Jian Xing took the carton, "You can eat it."

"Hey—Brother Jian," Xiao Zhao, who had been watching for a long time, interrupted, "You are losing fat now, and Brother Ji said that you won't let you eat randomly..."

In order to present his best state for the upcoming variety shows, various covers, commercial shootings and red carpet events, Ji Ge ordered Jian Xing to maintain his weight for a while, not to let the crew’s lunch boxes get fat, and not to eat snacks randomly, especially He especially likes cheesecakes that are extremely high in calories, in a word, quit.

"..." Jian Xing glanced at Xiao Zhao, "What do you know, this is called cheat meal."

stately place

I ate a whole cheesecake.

Xiao Zhao: "..."

What a cheat meal, you are cheating yourself.

"You're so thin... you still need to lose fat." Zhaoyang looked at Jian Xing, and said the second half of the sentence with his eyes——

Is your agent still human?

Jian Xing licked the sweet aftertaste in his mouth, amused, and took a look at the thermos, "Is this yours?"

"I bought it at the airport yesterday." Zhaoyang quickly explained.How dare he give Jian Xing his old things?

"Oh..." Jian Xing's half-disappointment was hidden in the coda, and quickly disappeared, "Why did the senior suddenly start to open the business today?"

Zhaoyang was stunned, "Huh?"

Jian Xing leaned towards him and lowered his voice, "Finally figured it out, are you going to flatter the number one male?"

Zhaoyang knew that Jian Xing was joking, but his face still burned slightly.

Jian Xing stared at Zhaoyang's face, and Zhaoyang looked sideways at the ground. His eyelashes were longer than ordinary people, and they were even more conspicuous when they were stained with water.

"I..." Zhaoyang also whispered, "I owe you a lot."

It seems that they are all small favors that are difficult to measure, whether they are light or not, and whether they are serious or not, they pile up one by one, making people unable to let go.

Zhaoyang couldn't even remember how much he owed him and how much he had to pay back.

How much can you pay back?

"Oh?" Jian Xing raised her eyebrows, "So senior is paying off the debt?"

"..." Zhaoyang wanted to say yes, but he was afraid that Jian Xing would have a grudge.

I feel that he is treating him well with utilitarian purposes.

Although that seems to be the case.

"Hmm..." Jian Xing pondered meaningfully, leaned back on the back of the chair, raised Erlang's legs, and stroked the thermos cup that Zhaoyang paid tribute to with his fingers, with a solemn expression that made the king think twice.

Zhaoyang was a little apprehensive.

The mouth that eats people is soft, but the hands that grab people are short.So he doesn't want to owe favors, especially in this circle.

Mingming has been trying to avoid it all the time, why did he get confused with Jian Xing unknowingly?

"Senior, you just said that you owe me a lot," Jian Xing said unhurriedly, "It's quite a lot."

Zhaoyang: "..."

"So," Jian Xing shook the thermos cup slightly, "Senior, you have to be nice to me. Don't worry, return it slowly, I will remember everything."

The words were put out like this, but Jian Xing was willing to let Zhaoyang make hot water and buy breakfast for herself every day.However, Zhaoyang got into a fight with his sentence "You have to do your best to treat me well", and Jian Xing really doesn't need him to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, so...

Only start from the business side.

As long as both of them are on the set, Zhaoyang will grab Jian Xing to accompany him in the set whenever he has free time.

Jian Xing was in pain and joy.Once Zhaoyang switches to the actor mode, there is no room for sand in his eyes, and he is completely different from the little boy who is holding a thermos bottle and waiting for him to deal with it.Moreover, Zhaoyang is a man who eats cooked food instead of raw ones, and respects him as a guest when he is a friend of gentlemen, and now he is familiar with Jian Xing...

He is not so particular about Jian Xing.

The main reason is that Jian Xing doesn't pay attention to it.

As soon as Zhaoyang finished filming his own scenes, he went to the rest shed to read Jian Xing's script, so that it would be smoother when he accompanied Jian Xing in the scene.Zhaoyang’s filming progress is generally faster than Jian Xing’s. Originally, he didn’t have as many scenes as Jian Xing. Jian Xing still had to meet various schedules. Even in the group, he had to deal with the media and fans’ visits from time to time, or organize fans to support the crew. , Sometimes encountering temporary changes to the play, often there is no time to think about the script.Zhaoyang tried his best to help him do all these efforts in advance, marked the rhythm and key points of the lines for him, and made a set of notes, so that as long as Jian Xing played with Zhaoyang a few times in the spare time of the set, at least he could start Reach the pass line.

Jian Xing came over after filming a section, Zhaoyang just finished his notes, raised his head and was about to talk to Jian Xing directly, Jian Xing's face turned cold, he didn't read the script, and pointed to the lunch box that Zhaoyang put aside, "Senior, how many times have you been told? Are you not eating properly?"

Zhaoyang looked down at the lunch box, and then looked up at Jian Xing.

Zhaoyang: "I..."

Jian Xing: "Don't make excuses."

Zhaoyang: "..."

Zhaoyang couldn't speak anymore, and sat upright while clutching the script.

, pursing his lips, opening his eyes wide, looking at Jian Xing with a little resentment and aggrieved.Jian Xing was laughed at by him, sat down across the table and held his chin, "Senior, do you think you can get through this without talking?"

"Didn't you tell me not to make excuses?" Zhaoyang said.

Not long after Zhaoyang joined the group, Jian Xing discovered that Zhaoyang's way of eating in front of his mother would be beaten.His box lunch can never be finished, and the vegetables are stripped, leaving most of the rice and meat.The box lunches of the crew are mainly meat, and there are only a few vegetable leaves. Zhaoyang can hardly eat anything when he eats like this. Fortunately, he has chocolates with him, so he can eat one if he thinks about it.

Most of the image-oriented artists have to pay extra attention to diet and exercise to maintain their body shape. Zhaoyang doesn't use it at all. This kind of half-starved and half-satisfied eating method made him unable to gain weight.The amazing thing is that no matter how thin a person is, his face still looks sensual in the camera. That's why Director Qiu said that he is cute enough to make a play.

The bun face looks youthful, but everyone in the industry knows that Zhao Yang's bun face is the most unbearable fat.Not to mention fat, but not thin enough, it looks swollen on camera.Just looking at his face, the audience would think that Zhaoyang's figure is just right, but in Jian Xing's view, he is too thin.

It's not just Jian Xing who thinks.In order for Zhaoyang's frame to support Yang Yixiu's aura, the crew had to put a few more layers under his clothes to give his thin frame a bit of masculinity.

Jian Xing has caught Zhaoyang a few times on the issue of eating. He knows that he is not used to greasy and spicy food, but Zhaoyang refuses to admit it. As an [-]th-tier low-brow coffee, it would be nice to get a box lunch. How dare he dislike the food of the crew .There is no need to dislike those who are really capable, like Jian Xing, Han Mingyi and the like, their own team is responsible for what they like to eat. peace of mind.

Zhaoyang plausibly said: he is not hungry.I'm really hungry and have a chocolate pad.

"Senior," Jian Xing looked at Zhaoyang's stubborn little eyes, and sighed, "I won't stop you from eating chocolate, but if you take too much nutrition in this way for a long time, your body will collapse in the future, right? "

Jian Xing didn't know how to do it in the first place, but was forced to do so by the nutritionist assigned by the company.

"It's okay," Zhaoyang said very confidently, "I can bear it..."

"How long can it last?" Jian Xing raised her eyebrows, "To the day when I can't survive? Why? Do you have to work hard to act?"

Zhaoyang was silent.

Not desperately for acting.

It is to live, to gain a foothold and work hard.

For some, this is the starting point.But for some, it's something that takes a lot of effort.

Jian Xing couldn't bear to push Zhaoyang any longer, and it happened that Xiao Zhao came over with Jian Xing's lunch, carrying a big bulging bag.Zhaoyang was puzzled, he didn't think Jian Xing could eat that much, did he?

Xiao Zhao put the bag down, took out various lunch boxes and arranged them one by one—green vegetables in soup, salt-baked chicken, lotus pond stir-fry, buttered mushrooms, fried shrimp with broccoli, cod steak, hibiscus eggs, the dishes looked bright and elegant. It is light, and there is a box of quinoa rice and brown rice, which can control calories while ensuring sufficient energy.

Zhaoyang was stunned.

Jian Xing quickly broke apart the chopsticks and handed them to Zhaoyang in reverse, "Let's eat together."

Zhaoyang took the chopsticks, "I'm not hungry..."

"I said, don't make excuses," Jian Xing said, "Also, senior, do you still remember what I told you?"

"……what?"

"As long as you are not in front of the camera, your acting skills will be offline."

"..."

Jian Xing smiled, "So don't play with me here." Then she pointed at Zhaoyang's box of quinoa rice that was still slightly steaming with her chopsticks, "You have to finish this box of rice, and you are not allowed to leave if you can't finish it. "

Zhaoyang grabbed the chopsticks, his scalp was numb.

Unexpectedly, he squirmed under his belly for a while.so hungry.

If you don't think about it, you won't feel it. Focus on your work and endure it for a while.But Jian Xing insisted on hooking him.

Zhaoyang obviously made up his mind to repay the debt, but every time it turned out that he was eating and taking, and he owed more and more. What is going on?

Seeing that Zhaoyang was in a daze, eating a meal with a heroic sacrifice, Jian Xing picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into Zhaoyang's chest.

In the lunch box, "The first task, come on."

Zhaoyang: "..."

Jian Xing managed to follow Zhaoyang to have a serious meal on the set, and they didn't avoid suspicion. They were in the rest shed, and the staff and other actors coming and going could see clearly.

Zhaoyang glanced at Jian Xing from time to time, even though the whole production team had signed a non-disclosure agreement, but... some things, especially who got close to whom and who had a bad relationship with whom, would inevitably spread in the circle.

Jian Xing is very indifferent, indifferent to other people's eyes, and he is also burdened with the heavy task of losing fat as instructed by Brother Ji. He doesn't eat much by himself, and concentrates on urging Zhaoyang to eat.

After eating, the two raced against the clock and started to write the script.Zhaoyang entered the scene in a second, and the expression of being aggrieved by Jian Xing just now was wiped away, but Jian Xing was still distracted, staring at Zhaoyang's face, and did not answer a line for a long time.

Zhaoyang shook the script in front of his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Jian Xing pointed to Zhaoyang, "You still have a grain of rice on your face."

"?" Zhaoyang was startled, and raised his hand to touch his face. After several touches, he still couldn't find where the rice grains were. Jian Xing suppressed a smile, "Don't move."

Reach out to help him pinch the rice grains off the tip of his nose.

Zhaoyang was a little embarrassed, and cleared his throat seriously to resolve the embarrassment—mainly his own embarrassment, "Continue."

"Also," Jian Xing said again, "Senior, you haven't wiped off the oil on your mouth yet."

"..." Zhaoyang quickly took out a tissue and wiped it vigorously on his mouth.So this person just stared at him for 10 minutes just to see his kind of joke?

Is he a primary school student?

"Don't rub it, you won't scratch the skin again." Jian Xing said, shaking his head again, "I knew I took a sneak shot, so that the senior will have another black history in my hand..."

The word "again" hit Zhaoyang's nerves lightly, and he almost forgot if Jian Xing didn't mention it—the wake-up photo of him shamelessly photographed by Lin Xigu a long time ago...

He... is still there?

I can't talk anymore today.

Zhaoyang didn't know that his face was already hot, and he gave Jian Xing the most fierce look, "Can't pass the script?"

"Yes." Jian Xing replied in seconds.

"Then sit down."

"Okay senior." Jian Xing immediately corrected the crooked sitting posture of the old man.

"Don't be distracted."

"Yes, senior," Jian Xing said seriously, "I promise to concentrate."

The two staff members passing by couldn't help but glanced back.

Jian Xing took the initiative to treat Zhaoyang well and they had seen each other a lot. Jian Xing was trained by Zhaoyang, and he was trained so submissively... This is the first time.

Zhaoyang was slightly satisfied, and nodded with self-conscious majesty, "Continue."

Jian Xing took the script, put on her face with proper makeup, and thought about it in her heart.

After returning to the hotel at night, Jian Xing sent a Moments: Today's senior is a balloon that is about to explode.

Attached is a candid photo of Zhaoyang.

It is Zhaoyang's side face, with piercing eyes looking into the distance, straight nose bridge, and slightly parted lips. This angle just makes the cheeks look a bit fleshy, full of collagen texture, and the slender neck and protruding Adam's apple make him thin Feeling pulled back.

After almost two hours, Zhaoyang saw this circle of friends, and was about to go to bed, all drowsiness was frightened away.

Zhaoyang:? ? ?

Jian Xing resorted to her usual knowing question: Huh?

Zhaoyang: How did you send me a photo?

Jian Xing entered "because of love", thought about it, and deleted it.

Jian Xing: Don't worry, you are the only one who can see this circle of friends

Zhaoyang: ...

Doesn't this feel weirder?

Zhaoyang: That's not okay

Zhaoyang: delete soon

Zhaoyang: Don’t take pictures of me in the future

Jian Xing: Senior, you are an overlord clause!

Jian Xing: Besides, I keep everything privately and never show it to others.

Zhaoyang: Don't make excuses

Jane Xing: ...

Jian Xing: Yo, you're quite vindictive, senior?

Zhaoyang: delete

Jian Xing: OK, OK, delete now

Jian Xing: Alright, are you satisfied?

Zhaoyang: ...um

Jane Xing: Really

Jian Xing dumped three pictures in a row.

Jian Xing: [Milk fierce milk fierce.gif]

Jane Xing: [Pure and Desire.gif]

The last picture is a very simple stick figure, the shape is clear at a glance.

The scientific name is "Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon".

Zhaoyang didn't react at first, and only realized something was wrong when he typed "Go to bed early, good night".

Zhaoyang:?

Zhaoyang: What is this?

Zhaoyang: you

Turned out to be yellow?

Inverted.

Jian Xing confessed in seconds: I'm sorry

Jane Xing: I was wrong

Jian Xing: I'm going to face the wall now and think about my past

Zhaoyang: ...

After saying good night to Zhao Yang through a wall, Jian Xing suffered from insomnia.

Had to take a shower again.

Today's Zhaoyang looks like he was blowing his hair in front of Lin Xigu.

But not quite the same.

Zhaoyang looked at strangers not to be close to each other, theoretically he had five years more life experience than him, but actually... his mind was very simple.

Like a dream chaser living deep in an ivory tower, age has nothing to do with the heart, slender, fragile, naive, and tenacious.

It's also easy to coax.I will remember every bit of the kindness to him.

What a simple person.He was really willing to spend a little effort, but he was powerless to resist.

After all these years, fortunately, he was not abducted by others first.

Jian Xing thought about it, a little startled.

Not being abducted by others... so what can he do.

Can he really do something?