The best actor is on the line with a large [Transmigration Book]

"Mr. Xing, the trending search for illegitimate meals has already been posted." After the little assistant calmed down, he slowly reported to him: "Currently, the news about your award has already been in the top three searches."

Xing Jue's eyes drooped slightly, his first reaction was, would Jiang Huai see it?How would you evaluate him?Thinking of what Jiang Huai might be thinking, his tense jawline couldn't help but relax.

"Xiao Le said, why did you like it?"

After Xing Jue arrived at the airport in Shanghai, as soon as he turned on his phone, it was full of reports about his quarrel with the "illegitimate fan", but Jiang Huai did nothing, Chen Fang didn't arrange to cancel the trending search, and Xiao Le even liked it .

It's all God's operation that he can't understand.

Do you think other people can't figure it out?

When he thought of this, he became a little angry again, his gradually calm face became stiff again, and the assistant didn't dare to vent his anger.

The black commercial vehicle drove rapidly on the expressway, leaving a trail of headlights in the semi-bright night.

Rongran Hotel.

Jiang Huai and Chen Fang had just signed a contract for cinema movies in the living room outside the dining room. After seeing the subject and genre clearly, Chen Fang's eyes darkened.

This is a large-scale police and gangster movie with the theme of anti-drugs, and the main shooting locations are concentrated on the border.And this drama has two male protagonists, Jiang Huai is one of the male protagonists, and he plays with Ning Chen, the hottest young big-screen actor recently.

Jiang Huai plays the adopted son of a drug lord in it, and he is a good brother with the undercover agent played by Ning Chen. In the end, they have to fight each other because of their respective positions.

With Jiang Huai's [-]-tier acting skills, can he take on this role?Chen Fang still remembers that in the last crew, the director pointed at Jiang Huai's nose and scolded: Even if you find a donkey, you can act better than you.

"Jiang Huai." Chen Fang wanted to persuade him appropriately, put half of his attention on interpersonal relationships in front of improving his professional ability, so that he wouldn't be scolded for being inferior to a donkey, "Do you want me to enroll you in an acting class? "

"You think my acting skills are bad?"

"It's good in front of me." Chen Fang said truthfully, as for being in front of the camera, it's a different matter. "But it's Ning Chen who plays with you."

Ning Chen is the first "young actor" in this generation whose box office has exceeded 30 billion. He is a popular "young actor" on the big screen. He is humble and dedicated. His film resources are beyond the reach of Xing Jue.

Xing Jue can be called a top-ranking idol among artists, and fashion resources are soft, and star dramas on small screens and big-produced online dramas have thrown olive branches at him. It is recognized that he has traffic and strength.But in front of the big screen, he can get very few good scripts.

Jiang Huai, as a newcomer without a representative work, can get the role of a male lead, which is completely smoke from the ancestral grave.

"It's not a big problem." Having said that, the current situation is beyond Jiang Huai's expectations. In the original book, Yunan was only a third male protagonist in this movie, and he became one of the dual male protagonists , Sure enough, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

At this time, a series of vibrations came from Jiang Huai's mobile phone on the table, and the words "Wolf Cub" jumped on the screen. Chen Fang glanced at it, and looked away tacitly.

Jiang Huai picked up the phone calmly and walked to the corridor outside the door: "What's wrong?"

The voice was always indifferent.

"It's nothing, I want to talk to you when you're bored." Xing Jue seldom lost his temper.

Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Huai looked down at the brilliant neon lights and the intertwined streets. Hearing the silence on the phone, he couldn't help guessing: "Are you in the parking lot?"

"En." Xing Jue lay on the steering wheel, with a hint of grievance mixed in at the end.

As soon as he showed weakness, Jiang Huai's voice softened, "Which parking lot?"

"Of course I can pick you up in the parking lot." Hearing Jiang Huai's intention to pamper him, he immediately poked his nose in the face, and the end of his voice was longer, revealing a delicate and naive: "Have you been drinking? "

"En." Jiang Huai's voice was very low, scratching Xing Jue's heart, "Wait a minute."

"Do you miss me?" Xing Jue showed a kind of grievance that he had lost his temper. Compared with the appearance of pulling his collar in the afternoon, he was a completely different person.

It was rare for Jiang Huai not to confront him, "Think."

Xing Jue pursed the corners of his lips that could not help but rise, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Huai was about to return to the private room when he heard the sound of a lighter coming from the dark corridor next to him, followed by an extremely disdainful voice: "If you don't do this job, don't do it, I don't care about it? And let me talk to him Apologize? Even dreaming is impossible! By the way, remember to tell Father Chen that Jiang Huai is not only not dead, but also alive like a dog."

Jiang Huai pushed the half-opened door lightly, and smelled a strong smell of alcohol. In the dark corridor, a smoking figure was casually walking downstairs. It was Zhao Qiang.

The corner of Jiang Huai's lips twitched, and he kicked him.

Zhao Qiang let out a scream, and when he almost fell down the stairs, someone grabbed his collar from behind and lifted it up. In the darkness, he heard Jiang Huai's low, ghostly voice: "Do you want to die?"

Jiang Huai's arms were amazing, and he lifted him up with one hand. Zhao Qiang couldn't touch the ground, and his collar kept tightening, as if he was about to tighten his flesh. He held onto Jiang Huai's hand tightly, "Don't, don't..."

Jiang Huai let go of his hand suddenly, he stepped on the ground, and fell to sit on the steps. The tailbone hurt by the violent impact made him straighten his back and take a breath.

"If I don't live well, then you will definitely go to hell." Jiang Huai squatted down, the tails of his eyes were cold, and the thick eyelashes drooped gently, revealing the coldness without temperature.

Zhao Qiang's back felt cold.

"You'd better pray that those people don't find me, or you will be pitiful." Jiang Huai smiled sweetly, but it was creepy to get into his ears, "Maybe, you can try, you destroy me Is your life easier, or is it easier for me to ruin your life?"

"Jiang Huai, I didn't want to ruin your life..." When he was speaking, Zhao Qiang saw Jiang Huai's face clearly through the light, it was obviously the same face as he remembered.But he couldn't coincide with the boy who was so frightened that his pants were taken off and hid in the corner crying.

Eerie and scary are all the impressions Jiang Huai's smiling face left on him.

Zhao Qiang was so frightened that he trembled unconsciously.

Jiang Huai stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked up the steps, and suddenly smiled sideways: "I just want to tell you that you can't ruin it even if you gamble everything."

Jiang Huai left.

Zhao Qiang wanted to light a cigarette, but his hands were trembling all the time, and he couldn't even hold the cigarette. Jiang Huai's expression made him terrified of the dark corridors and stacked steps under his feet.

It seems that it is really not the little mouse that was slaughtered in memory.

When Jiang Huai returned to the private room, Lao Guo's hand was on Chen Fang's shoulder, and he gradually moved down. With a calm expression, he put Lao Guo's shoulder from behind, and walked towards Zhang Yue: "Mr. Brother Yue is looking for you everywhere, come and drink."

"Brother Yue..."

Zhang Yue looked at Jiang Huai drunkenly from the side, but seeing Lao Guo's reluctant hand, he immediately understood what he meant, and helped to pull Lao Guo over.

"Chen Fang, don't drink, my brother will rely on you to send it back later."

It was the first time Chen Fang encountered this kind of thing, and he inevitably panicked: "Okay, okay, I see."

Turn around and walk into the bathroom.

After getting old Guo drunk, Zhang Yue was about the same, and asked with his tongue out, "I can't see that you like this kind of old people."

Jiang Huai leaned on the back of the chair and shook his head: "I'm most afraid of older women, but that's how I am. I treat anyone who treats me well."

"So you have no heart." After speaking, Zhang Yue fell asleep on the table.

Jiang Huai tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, closed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled, "Maybe."

After the banquet was over, no one stood firm except Jiang Huai and Chen Fang. Jiang Huai helped Chen Fang see him off before turning around and walking towards the parking lot on the second floor.

Chen Fang chased into the elevator from behind: "Do you want me to take you?"

"No need." Jiang Huai walked out of the elevator quickly.

"Then how do you go back?" The two walked out of the corridor one after the other. Chen Fang parked a big black G far away. Looking at the license plate number, he suddenly understood, and his expression was subtle: "Go back early, in case I have a temporary schedule tomorrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to get up."

"Then you underestimate me." Jiang Huai walked straight to the big G.

Xing Jue faintly felt someone approaching, and suddenly opened his eyes. Jiang Huai had just stepped over the stop line and walked towards him calmly.

He looked at Jiang Huai without blinking.

Jiang Huai didn't get in the car, but walked to the window of the driver's seat and stood still. Xing Jue lowered the window, looked at Jiang Huai without saying a word, and waited for him to speak.

Jiang Huai's deep eyes seemed to be hiding a bottomless sea, and he couldn't see any emotions. Xing Jue keenly noticed that his vision was a little wandering, and he untied his seat belt: "Are you drunk?"

"No." Jiang Huai's voice was still calm and reserved.

Xing Jue straightened up, leaned over and tried to get close to Jiang Huai's lips, but Jiang Huai grabbed both cheeks with one hand: "What are you thinking?"

"I want a fart." Xing Jue shook off his hand and shouted aggressively, "Hurry up and get in the car."

Jiang Huai sat in the co-pilot and looked at Xing Jue without saying a word with the lights above his head. He was wearing a dark shirt, showing a part of his collarbone, and his eyes and eyebrows looked particularly stern.

Jiang Huai couldn't help licking his lips, and leaned back with his long body and legs, "Sit up."

Xing Jue almost slapped him, "What the hell are you doing for me?"

Jiang Huai chuckled and leaned closer to him: "Ghost knows what you are."

Xing Jue's throat moved, suppressing the impulse in his heart, he pushed him back suddenly, "Fasten your seat belt, I'll take you back."

"Ah." Jiang Huai sighed softly, stretched the seat belt and put it on: "It's the driver."

Xing Jue was so angry that he gritted his teeth, the tenderness on the phone was like a dream, and it was not touching at all when he woke up.

It's true that a dog can't spit out ivory.

Xing Jue was outraged, and put on airs to push him back heavily: "Get out of the way, it's blocking the rearview mirror."

Jiang Huai grabbed his hand, suddenly opened his mouth to hold his finger, and smiled suddenly: "Xing Jue, why do your hands smell good?"

This bastard.

"Jiang Huai, what do you mean?" Xing Jue withdrew his hand, his ears were red and hot.

"I'm afraid you forgot, let me remind you again what kind of relationship we are."

Xing Jue was so angry that he almost jumped up, "Jiang Huai, I've waited for you for so long just to let you prove this to me?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Huai smiled to himself, "Are you really in love with brother?"