The male god is on the left, the warm man is on the right

In the magnificent Michelin Hotel, the reporters are still guarding outside the lounge. The news tonight is too important, and no one wants to give up this opportunity.

If anyone can get an exclusive interview on the real reason why Zhang Zhenyang quit the entertainment industry, then it will really turn a sparrow into a phoenix, and there is no need to search for news everywhere.

Every little person has a big dream.

The beggar wants to be the richest man in the world, the swimmer wants to win the world championship, and the reporter wants to sit comfortably in the office and become the editor-in-chief.

Everyone is the same.

"I've been inside for a long time, why don't you come out? I'm really depressed, can't I escape through the back door?" said a reporter nearby.

Because of standing for too long, his feet were a little swollen, but he didn't dare to put down the video recorder in his hand, for fear that Zhang Zhenyang would come out of it in the next second.

"Wait, he himself said tonight that he would quit the entertainment industry. If he wanted to run away now, he would be really cowardly." Another reporter said.

As soon as the words fell, the door of the lounge was opened. Qiao Siyu helped Zhang Zhenyang, whose head was covered with a suit, to come out, and walked quickly to the hotel entrance.

"Brother Zhenyang, please tell me the reason why you want to quit the entertainment industry, Brother Zhenyang..."

The reporters chased after Qiao Siyu and Zhang Zhenyang all the way.

"Excuse me, excuse me, you misidentified the person, this is not Zhang Zhenyang." Qiao Siyu explained while protecting the person and continued to walk forward.

It's not Zhang Zhenyang, so what are you doing in a suit?The reporters all tacitly agreed, and continued to squeeze towards Qiao Siyu, trying to get some words out of Zhang Zhenyang's mouth.

Qiao Siyu had already led him to the door and ordered the doorman to drive over, while he stood at the door and continued to stop the reporter.

"I'm really sorry, you really found the wrong person, this is not Zhang Zhenyang."

As he explained, his obsidian-like eyes lit up, and his chin condensed light under the light, like a pearl.

The reporters turned around and handed the microphone in front of Qiao Siyu, "Excuse me, Qiao Siyu, did you know about this early in the morning? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come here in such a hurry."

Qiao Siyu shrugged, "You also know that I came here in a hurry, if I knew earlier, would I still be in such a hurry?"

This answer was impeccable. The person who asked the question just now didn't know what to say, and froze in place.

This allowed the other reporters to seize the opportunity, squeezed the reporter away and said, "Then Qiao Siyu, what do you think about this matter? It must be because you and Zhang Zhenyang have a good relationship, right?"

Qiao Siyu nodded with a smile, a few shadows were cast on his handsome face, "It's not bad, but I'm not the protagonist tonight. If you want to ask anything, you should ask Zhang Zhenyang."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes shifted to the man next to him.

That's right, the protagonist tonight is Zhang Zhenyang, the most important thing is what Zhang Zhenyang gets out of his mouth now.

The doorman drove over slowly, Qiao Siyu stopped the reporters and said, "Excuse me, please come and interview me next time at my film conference, now you go to see Brother Zhenyang, okay?" ? We're leaving."

Where else should I go to look, isn't the person in front of me with a suit covering his head Zhang Zhenyang?

"Where are you going?" An icy male voice sounded, in the crowd, a tall and straight body could be seen at a glance, and Leng Zhi walked slowly past the reporters on his slender legs.

The man was full of anger, and the reporters on the side obediently gave way, but they closed together after he passed by. If you look at it from a high altitude, it looks like a moving ball.

Now the ball squeezed out from the crowd and burst, the most dazzling Leng Zhi in the middle walked in front of Qiao Siyu and grabbed the suit covering the man's head.

"You're crazy!" Qiao Siyu's eyes widened, he stretched out his hand to hold the suit that Leng Zhi was about to take off, and warned in a low voice, "Do you want to kill him now?"

Leng Zhi snorted, with a completely disdainful smile on his face, "Killed him? He killed himself. Isn't it his idea to quit the entertainment industry? What are you doing? Now you have to hide it." , don't you think it's too late?"

The reporters on one side were simply confused.

What is the situation? Zhang Zhenyang quit the entertainment industry, Su Cheng, who is his fiancée, did not show up. Instead, two big men came to mess with each other.

"Release quickly, let's go out and talk about something, you are in front of so many people now, aren't you afraid that your reputation will be affected if the news comes out tomorrow?" Hands off.

But Lengzhi's hands seemed to grow roots on his suit, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter how he tried, "What am I afraid of? What I want now is his explanation, not your help."

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he approached Qiao Siyu step by step, "Who are you, I know you, right?"

Those eyes were really similar to Lu Jingsheng's, they were exactly the same, he had no choice but to put him and Lu Jingsheng together, but Qiao Siyu was different from Lu Jingsheng in every way.

His appearance, personality, and way of doing things are nothing like Lu Jingsheng.

Qiao Siyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Leng Zhi and smiled purely, "Of course Brother Leng Zhi knows me, I'm Qiao Siyu, before, didn't I invite Brother Leng Zhi to come to our house for tea is it on?"

That's right, Leng Zhi nodded, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, if it was really Lu Jingsheng, how could he be someone else's little face, "Yeah, I saw your guest, didn't I? Of course we know each other. "

"Of course we know each other. By the way, Brother Lengzhi, it's not suitable for us to talk about these things in this place now. Let's go." Qiao Siyu said, and wanted to help the man beside him to leave.

"Wait," Leng Zhi stopped them, paused, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, "give him to me."

Qiao Siyu immediately put on a vigilant look, and subconsciously hid the person behind him, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to ask some questions." Leng Zhi said lightly.

The flashing lights on the side continued, Leng Zhi blinked his eyes, and his bright red lips kept opening and closing, "Give him to me." The tone was unquestionable.

If it's someone else's words, when you hear Leng Zhi's words, you will know that Leng Zhi is already angry, and you will naturally hand over that person obediently.

But Qiao Siyu is not someone else, Leng Zhi's temper has been so irritable since five years ago, and it is still the same... A bad temper that cannot be changed, Qiao Siyu laughed softly, "What if I say no?"

"Qiao Siyu! Don't test my patience!" Leng Zhi said, suppressing his last rationality.

Qiao Siyu blinked and looked at Leng Zhi who was about to go into a rage in front of him, "I didn't challenge your patience. If you want to take Zhang Zhenyang away, you can just go find him. What are you doing here with me? There's no one you're looking for here."

If Zhang Zhenyang is not here, then who is this man with a suit covering his face?

Leng Zhi glanced at Qiao Siyu, and then said with a sneer, "If there is anyone I want, just take a look."

He stretched out his hand and slammed it hard, and the suit flew away from the man's head. The reporters nearby had been waiting for this moment, and they finally saw the man's true face, so they hurried forward to take pictures.

Thanks to Leng Zhi, otherwise they would not have had the chance to meet Zhang Zhenyang tonight!

·The sound of the shutter kept ringing, but Qiao Siyu didn't show any panic on his face. He watched the reporters frantically taking pictures with great interest.

Soon, the reporters stopped what they were doing and looked at each other wondering what was going on. The person under the suit was just an ordinary waiter, not Zhang Zhenyang.

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, Qiao Siyu spread his hands with an innocent face, "Look, I just said, the person next to me is not Zhang Zhenyang, you must believe it, do you believe it now?"

Leng Zhi was about to go mad with Qiao Siyu's indifferent attitude, stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Siyu's collar, and asked through gritted teeth, "Where is he?"

"You have to ask him that." Qiao Siyu shook his face with no sign of fear, and stretched out his hand to release his cold hand, "I'm not a roundworm in Zhang Zhenyang's stomach, how do I know where he is?"

The reporters saw that Zhenyang was not here, and immediately started running towards the lounge like a tide.

The door of the lounge was open, and the inside was already empty. Only then did the reporters realize that what Qiao Siyu did just now was to steal the day and let Zhang Zhenyang leave.

"You'd better tell me, otherwise..." Leng Zhi warned fiercely.

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Siyu interrupted him, "What else? Break my legs, or make me unable to get along in the entertainment industry? Or send me to America?"

"You...what do you mean?" Leng Zhi suddenly raised his head to look at Qiao Siyu, "What do you know, you know Lu Jingsheng, right? Where is he now?"

"He's dead." Qiao Siyu said bluntly, his eyes full of sarcasm, "It's too late for you to care about his life now, isn't it? You haven't looked for him for five years, and now you look for him If you don’t reach Zhang Zhenyang, you’ll have to settle for the next best thing, did you come to find your former boss?”

Seeing the indignation on Qiao Siyu's face in front of him, he understood a little bit in his cold heart, "Lu Jingsheng is not dead, aren't you still standing in front of me?"

"I'm not Lu Jingsheng, I'm Qiao Siyu, that Lu Jingsheng who was abandoned by you died a long time ago in the United States!" Qiao Siyu turned his head to one side angrily, with faint blood dripping from his heart.

Is it only now that I start to feel that I am Lu Jingsheng?The person who said five years ago that he would recognize himself when he turned into ashes, but after he changed his appearance, he would no longer recognize them all?

"Okay, it's fine if you don't, I'll ask you now, where is Zhang Zhenyang?" Leng Zhi asked.

"Him? He left a long time ago. Unlike the people who went to the United States, this time he left by himself so that all of you can't find him, so you don't have to suffer the same torture."