How to Raise a King

Chocolate sent back the other day. "

Tang Yi was taken aback when he heard the voice. Although he didn't do anything bad, he was a little guilty.

Su Sheng took out a packaged box, but when he opened the wrapping paper, it was just two white cardboard boxes without a trademark.

"She made it herself, and she bragged to me for a long time. In fact, she didn't melt the chocolate she bought and remade it."

Su Sheng opened a box casually, and chocolates of various patterns were neatly placed inside.

He pushed the box towards Tang Yi, watched the young man say "thank you" and took one in his mouth. He shook his head in disapproval and said, "Relax, don't be so polite."

Tang Yi's eyes flashed, and he said "hmm".

"How is it, is it delicious?"

"The taste is strong, not too sweet, and very fragrant."

"If you like it, you can take both boxes back, put them in the refrigerator and eat them slowly."

"No need." How can I eat and take at the same time, let alone Su Xinjie made it herself.

Su Sheng said: "I'm old, I can't eat this, I'm afraid of high blood pressure."

"Boss Su..."

"He doesn't know yet, I didn't tell him."

Seeing Su Sheng blinking, with an expression of "Help me keep it secret", Tang Yi hooked the corners of his mouth, a little funny.

Sitting in the living room and chatting for a while, Su Sheng saw that Tang Yi was always reserved, so he suggested to show him the house.

The second floor is the study room, computer room, studio and gym.

The third floor and the fourth floor are bedrooms and guest rooms respectively, so Su Sheng didn't take him up there.

The study can tell a person's self-cultivation, unlike ordinary businessmen, Su Sheng's study is mostly filled with self-cultivation books and world famous works, not just for decoration, you can tell from their degree of wear and tear It is often taken out and read.

The desk is very neat, with several antiques, even pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Looking at the Xuan Xuan on the table and the brush calligraphy hanging on the wall, Tang Yi guessed that Su Sheng had a hobby of calligraphy.

There was a small low table on the other side of the study, and there were some stones and knives on the table. When Tang Yi looked over, Su Sheng slapped his forehead, walked over and opened the cabinet next to it.

There are a lot of exquisitely carved jade stones on display in the cabinet, and Su Sheng took one of them, the whole body is milky white with a little emerald green, and the color is very beautiful.

"Look, I almost forgot. I like to study these things when I have nothing to do. A few years ago, I learned how to make my own seals and fell in love with it. I carved one for you."

Tang Yi subconsciously took it from him. It was a complete milky white cylinder with a Pixiu on top, and a bit of emerald green just happened to be on the body of Pixiu.

Although Tang Yi doesn't understand jade, Su Sheng's here must not be cheap.

Tang Yi always felt that he would not be rewarded for his merits, but when Su Sheng told him, "Your name has already been engraved, it doesn't make any sense if you don't want it." Tang Yi finally accepted it.

Seeing that he picked it up, Su Sheng was very happy, and took him to the studio after coming out of the study.

There are many paintings hanging in the studio, but the colors are almost all cool tones, giving people a very depressing feeling.

"Xiaoyuan liked drawing very much when he was a child, and he studied it for seven years." Su Sheng stood in front of a painting with his hands behind his back. "He burned all the previous studies, and the current ones are all drawn later. This is when he was seven years old." The first work I completed when I first started learning painting, I hid it when he burned it, but it was probably grown up later, and he didn’t say anything when he found out about it, so he wanted to come over and hang it here.”

Tang Yi followed his gaze and saw that it was a watercolor painting that even he looked a little handicapped.

It's just two little radish heads standing hand in hand, with ridiculously big front teeth.

Although it looks a bit ridiculous, it is very good for a seven-year-old child to draw the five senses clearly and clearly.

Also, it was the only painting in the room with warm colors.

"Guess who are the two people above?" Su Sheng suddenly asked a question.

"Is one of them President Su?"

"You guessed it," Su Sheng nodded and smiled, "What about the other one?"

Tang Yi frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Su Sheng's eyes fell on the painting again, although there was still a smile on his face, but there seemed to be something more.

"I still remember the teacher in the art class said that everyone else drew a man and a woman, but Xiaoyuan drew two boys. He came back and told me that the one on the left is him, and the one on the right is Ozawa."

Ozawa?

"It's Fan Junze."

"President Fan." Tang Yi nodded.

"The two of them played together since childhood, and they were almost front and back when they were born. Their relationship has always been very good."

Tang Yi stood silently. Although he had a grudge against Su Haoyuan, he was curious about what happened between him and Fan Junze.

Even men, in fact, are burning with the soul of gossip. (._.)

"Are you wondering why the two of them seem to be rivals now?" Su Sheng turned around.

Tang Yi nodded, then shook his head and said, "To be exact, Mr. Fan doesn't regard Mr. Su as his deadly enemy."

"You're right. Xiao Yuan unilaterally fell out with him. This child has never been worried."

In fact, in the final analysis, it must be a psychological defect, Tang Yi thought.

He raised his eyes and looked around, at least these dark-style paintings can reveal that there must be a dark side in the author's heart, even if he can't usually see it.

"He was not like this when he was a child. Xiao Yuan was very obedient and delicate when he was a child. His mother always said that he seemed to have raised a girl. When he was a teenager, he suddenly changed his personality. We all regarded him as a rebellious adolescent. I didn't take it to heart either. It's just...something happened later. At that time, his personality had already started to collapse. Since then, he has become more and more irritable. It's too late for us to worry. He is not young these years, Bigger, much better than before, but in fact it still hasn't been corrected."

Although Su Sheng was only talking about Su Haoyuan, it gave Tang Yi the feeling that the other party was looking for reasons for what Su Haoyuan did to him.

Tang Yi wasn't sure if Su Sheng knew about those things, but no matter what, the taste changed in Tang Yi's ears.

But nothing works.

Unless Su Haoyuan personally apologized to him.

Such a self-centered person probably won't apologize to anyone.

Taking a step back, even if he really apologized to him, Tang Yi didn't know what reason he could just forget his disappointment and sadness in those four years.

He looked down at his toes, and stood in one position for a long time. His legs were a little sore, and he took a step to the side.

Su Sheng, who was talking, stopped, and coughed when he saw his absent-minded appearance: "Sorry, I talked too much."

"No..." Tang Yi replied vaguely, but his expression showed that he was being patient all the time.

Su Sheng looked at him, and a thin layer of mist gradually appeared in his eyes. Fortunately, Tang Yi's eyes were glued to the wall next to him, and he didn't notice it.

He raised his hands, closed his eyes and pressed his eyes twice, Su Sheng put down his hands and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Dinner should be ready."

If you don't like to hear it, don't talk about it.

Anyway, there are some things that I can't tell now, and I can't tell at this point. Let's count it as a day, and it's okay to keep it a secret for a lifetime.

After all, those things, no matter who they are, are sad things.

The two stood silently, and it didn't take long before they heard a knock on the door.

The old nanny opened the door and came in: "Sir, the meal is ready, do you want to go down and eat?"

"Set the dishes and chopsticks."

The nanny agreed and left.

Su Sheng patted Tang Yi on the shoulder: "Go down."

Nodding his head, Tang Yi followed Su Sheng and walked out. When the door was closed, he looked up at the paintings on the wall, but quickly withdrew his gaze, blocking the dullness of the room behind the door.

The old nanny's craftsmanship is very good, Tang Yiben is not a picky eater, and the food is really delicious, he is very full.

After realizing that almost all the dishes on the table were eaten by himself, Tang Yi was a little embarrassed, but the host was very happy, saying, "Young people should have a better appetite, and don't eat cat food like others."

That kind of elder-like caring words, and thinking about the eye drops that were given to him before, made Tang Yi feel hot. He rarely gets this kind of warmth, but he is actually a person who is easily moved.

After dinner, I watched TV with Su Sheng for a while, and ate the snacks brought by the nanny. It was already 09:30, and Tang Yi said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, I still took two boxes of handmade chocolates.

When he got home and opened it, he found that the mold used in the box he ate was very ordinary, while the other box was written with little rabbits and monkeys. It was probably the mold Su Xinjie prepared for the children. I always thought that Jingchen would like it.

Putting the chocolate in the refrigerator, Tang Yi went back to the room and turned on the computer, took out the phone and found that there was a missed call.

When I went to Su Sheng's place, I deliberately set the volume on mute, and missed several calls from Jingchen.

He hurriedly called back, and the other side was already waiting anxiously: "Why did you answer the phone? I thought something happened to you!"

"I am busy."

"Hmph..." Knowing that he was fine, Jingchen felt relieved, and began to complain coquettishly, "Tangtang really doesn't care about me."

"How could it be?" Tang Yi connected to the Internet and began to browse the web. He tilted his head and clamped the phone on his shoulder and typed the word "Jingchen" in the search bar and comforted him, "There is no one who cares about you more than me. There's nothing I care about more than you."

"Well," Jing Chen seemed to be very pleased with his two words, "That's about the same."

"Jingchen's Japanese tour Tokyo Dome concert is fully sold out?" Tang Yi read a piece of news and clicked on it with the mouse, "It seems that I missed the incredible event."

"The concert at ten o'clock in the morning ended at one o'clock, and I didn't come back until after eight o'clock." Jing Chen seemed very troubled, "there were too many people, and they were blocked at the venue and couldn't get out. It took me a while to finally come back, a bit like running for my life."

"It's just you. If it's someone else, it's too late."

"Everyone has their own aspirations."

"Huh?" Tang Yi raised his eyebrows, "So what is your ambition?"

"Just let Tangtang see my shining points, it doesn't matter if other people like it or not."

The corners of Tang Yi's mouth curled up, but he didn't speak.

He actually likes listening to what Jing Chen said.

This kind of love words that only you have is the most special, which makes him very happy.

"Tangtang..." Jingchen's voice suddenly became low, and the gentle and sexy voice gave people a feeling of tickling in your ears.

Tang Yi's hand holding the mouse trembled and made a little noise.

The other side seemed to have noticed his wavering, and the voice became more and more provocative: "I really want to do it with you."

Tang Yi squinted his eyes, trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart: "What nonsense are you talking about? People who have just finished the concert should have a good rest and don't think about what they have."

"But every time I finish the performance, I want to do it with you more."

"To shut up."

"The feeling of excitement that has not subsided, I want to share with you, insert into Tangtang's warm and soft body, climax together, vent together..."

Tang Yi's face was gradually dyed, his eyes were drooping, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he subconsciously looked very attractive.

If Jingchen was right in front of him, he would rush forward impatiently.

"Sperm on the brain again, since when did you become so perverted?"

"It started when I met Tangtang."

"..." Tang Yi was so teased by him that he finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Is there a performance tomorrow? Don't make trouble, go to bed quickly, I'm going to bed too, good night!"

Before he could speak again, Tang Yi hung up the phone decisively.

Throwing the phone on the table, Tang Yi leaned on the back of the chair. For a long time, his body radiating heat did not calm down.

He bit his lower lip and reached for the already congested area.

As an energetic young man, he couldn't do this kind of thing many times when he was alone, but his lust was aroused by Jing Chen, and he couldn't help but blush when he thought of the phone call just now.

Clasping his hands tightly, flicking them up and down, he raised his head, closed his eyes and imagined the feeling of Jingchen's hand walking on his body, and he climaxed faster than before.

At that moment, his rosy face seemed to bleed from the heat. He bit his lower lip tightly, closed his eyes tightly, the eyeballs rolled back and forth under the eyelids, his eyelashes trembled, and he breathed heavily and quickly.

Insanely sexy.

Leaning on the back of the chair and breathing heavily, there was a moment of blankness in my mind, and I didn't come back to my senses until I heard the text message.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, it was from Jing Chen.

He opened it casually, and his eyes darkened suddenly when he saw the content of the text message.

This is the first time Jingchen said this to him.Even if it's just a text message, you can see his seriousness and sincerity.

Tang Yi pinched the phone and didn't put it down for a long time.There are only three words on the screen: I love you.

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He waited for this sentence, in fact, for a long time.

Although it has already shown enough, people are vain creatures. If you don't say it, you will always feel that there is something missing.

Compared with many people, Tang Yi lacks much love, so he cherishes this kind of feeling even more.

There was another layer of mist in the eyes for a moment, not because of physical reasons, but because the heart was touched and moved.

Rolling his lips inwards, biting his teeth and pressing his lips tightly, Tang Yi touched the inner corners of his eyes, wiped off the thin layer of mist, looked at the phone again, and couldn't help laughing.

Quickly tapping the screen with his finger, he also replied a confession text message, even though this sentence has been said before, but at this time, he didn't say anything to make the fox lose his temper.

Back and forth, the two of them spoke outdated love words like idiots.

--I love you too.

——How much love?

--extremely love.

——How much love is love?

— as you love me.

——It must be very much love.

——How much love is love?

——I want to eat Tangtang but I can't bear to eat it so much love.

--Fool……

………………

Jingchen’s nearly ten-day tour in Japan has come to a successful conclusion. This trip lasted more than half a month, and fans in Japan and South Korea are so fascinated that they almost want to enshrine him as a god. Those local idol singers have become a foil .

Su Haoyuan was very satisfied with this, and held a banquet to celebrate when he returned to China, but the protagonist seemed to be in a lack of interest.

If Tang Yi hadn't suddenly said at this time that he wanted to raise funds for the movie and left City S the day before he returned home, he would have been in a good mood.

Tang Yi's next play is a realistic film with a rural background. The script is adapted from a story that happened in reality. The director, screenwriter and producer (...) is unknown in the circle, named Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan has made many films, but because of the heavy artistic atmosphere, they run counter to the commercial films that are now making a lot of money, and often do business at a loss.

He started filming at the age of [-], and it has been a full round now.Most of the directors at the same time as him have already made a lot of money, fame and fortune, but he is the only one who still insists on going his own way.

This kind of personality seems stubborn to many people. To describe it in one word, stupid.

But Tang Yi felt that such a person, who was able to pursue what he wanted in spite of adversity, was a bit like himself.

In fact, regardless of Tang Yi's current word-of-mouth, at least in the film industry, he has filmed two Guo Lei plays in a row, and even won the Golden Dragon Award for Best Supporting Actor for his excellent performance in the last play. With excellent acting skills, he already has a certain position in the film industry.

Such a script is basically impossible to have a chance to get it in his hands.

In fact, the script was not given to him by SUN.

Yan Xuan approached Tang Yi himself.

Jingchen is not here for the past few days, Tang Yi basically stays at home and reads news about his baby fox, plays games, and watches movies and anime to pass the time, except for the announcements he has to catch.

Even if they want to catch up with the announcement, they usually drive directly to the company's underground parking lot, and then follow the company's nanny car, and rarely appear in public.

This day, there was a problem with the car and it was sent for repairs. Tang Yi didn't let Xiao D deliver it, so he decided to take a taxi to go back, but was stopped when he just went out.

The other party handed over a stack of things. Tang Yi saw the other party's clothes and thought it was a salesman or handing out leaflets. He politely took the things and nodded to leave, but was stopped again.

"Mr. Tang, I'm Yan Xuan, and this is my business card."

The other party handed over the business card, and Tang Yi wondered if the salesman should be so professional, but when he took it over, he saw that the title was written as a director.

"Director Yan? Hello."

"Hello, Mr. Tang, do you have time? I really want to invite you to participate in this play. Can I take a moment to talk?"

This kind of thing of being held up to talk about the announcement at the door of the company is actually very unruly, and Tang Yi can refuse to let him contact his assistant or agent.

But he glanced at Yan Xuan, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his lips were dry, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

In June, the weather is already very hot.

Tang Yi couldn't bear it, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing him nodding, Yan Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Although there is a coffee shop near the company, there are also many paparazzi, so the two took a taxi and found a cold drink shop to sit down after leaving the vicinity of Haotian.

Before Yan Xuan could speak, Tang Yi ordered two drinks first, and politely urged the waiter to bring them over as soon as possible.The other party saw that Tang Yi showed a very surprised expression, and his movements became quicker.

Tang Yi put the script in his hand on the table and looked up at Yan Xuan who was opposite.

In his 30s, he wore a gray shirt and black trousers, very plain.

His beard hasn't been shaved for a week, and his hair has grown to his shoulders. It seems to be a bit naturally curly, and it looks a little unkempt when it is scattered.

Coupled with wearing a pair of ordinary black-rimmed myopia glasses, he looks like an otaku uncle who can be seen everywhere.

Tang Yi doesn't pay much attention to people's appearance, besides, directors and other artistic people always have some strange hobbies, if it's just a rough appearance, it's actually quite normal.

"Mr. Tang, I—"

"Let's talk later," Tang Yi glanced at his lips that were almost split, and interrupted his urgent words, "Drink some water and let's talk later, there is no rush. Also, call me Tang Yi Well, I'm much younger than you."

The other party was a little flattered, as if he didn't expect Tang Yi to be so considerate in his current status—a person whom Guo Lei valued even played his leading role.

Worried about disturbing the other party, he was a little anxious, but when he looked closely, he found that Tang Yi did not show any signs of impatience.

He crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the sofa, flipping through his script carefully, with a calm and elegant posture, not at all like a 23-year-old.

If it wasn't for that face, it would actually look more like someone who was less than twenty, Yan Xuan felt that such a temperament would at least have experienced a lot of things, and he would be so calm and steady at thirty.

The waiter quickly delivered the drinks, and asked a little shyly if he could have an autograph, and Tang Yi happily agreed.

Seeing that Yan Xuan took a sip of water and his lips were no longer as dry as before, Tang Yi asked, "Why did Director Yan come to me?"

"Actually, I have noticed you since "Dragon Nine Heavens". At that time, I was writing this script. When I saw your movie, I felt that the role of Lin Tianyuan in it was very suitable for you. After the script was completed, I always wanted to follow you. You contacted me, but you were filming "Wei Young" at the time."

"Isn't it a long time ago?"

"Well," Yan Xuan nodded, "It's been more than two months, I've been waiting for you to finish filming "Wei Young". I haven't decided on other roles yet, I want to decide on Lin Tianyuan's role first. I have been looking for you, and my hard work pays off.”

"I'm sorry, I don't even know." Tang Yi felt apologetic.

"Actually, I mentioned it to brother SUN, but I was rejected," Yan Xuan said, his eyes darkened. "To tell you the truth, my drama... I don't have a lot of performance fees."

Tang Yi glanced at him and said nothing.

He is actually not short of money now. Although he earns a lot and spends a lot as an artist, Tang Yi is a rare and frugal person. He rarely spends all kinds of flashy luxury goods like some celebrities.

But Yan Xuan seemed to have misunderstood it. Seeing his silence, he thought he wanted to refuse, so he immediately cheered up and said, "Mr. Tang, I hope you can think about it. Although it's strange for me to say that, this drama is really real." Great! You can at least take a look, okay?"

"I see. I'll take the script home first, and I'll give you an answer later."

Yan Xuan nodded, bit his lower lip, and added: "As for the performance fee, we can discuss it, and I will try my best to give you a satisfactory amount."

Tang Yi silently wrote his cell phone number to him.

After returning home that day, Tang Yi read the script twice from beginning to end.

Originally, he didn't take it too seriously. He promised that Yan Xuan would consider most of it because of his enthusiasm and hard work. If the script is not good, even if he feels that this man is a bit pitiful, he will not take this movie. .

After all, acting is his life, and he does have sympathy, but he can't make fun of his acting career.

But after reading the script, those messy considerations are no longer important.

He decided to take on the play.

I checked Yan Xuan on the Internet, and found that he had made many films, but none of them had won even a small award, and some even had to stop halfway through the filming due to funding problems, and eventually died.

He called SUN and asked about Yan Xuan, and the other party became alarmed when he heard the name: "How do you know him?"

"What's wrong?" Tang Yi was a little confused.

"Did he find you?"

"Well……"

"You can't accept his play," SUN was very resolute. As a manager, he has to consider many things, and the premise is of course that the artist's interests are the most important. "It's a waste of time."

"Why? The script is very good."

"Let's not talk about the script, his film can't even get sponsorship. No one wants to invest, so what's the use of you filming? Let's not talk about the pitifully low performance fee. Who are you looking for then?"

Tang Yi looked down at the script on his knees, pursed his lower lip, and said, "Brother SUN, you know, I also came here like this. Even though I am very confident, but—"

But being deceived by Su Haoyuan for four years and achieving nothing, he understands this feeling of being underappreciated better than anyone else.

SUN heard him mention the past, but did not speak.

"I want to make this movie. If there is no money, I will help him get sponsors."

"Are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy," Tang Yi looked out of the window and sighed, "I like this script. I don't care about money, all I want is an opportunity to prove my ability. If you miss it, you probably won’t have another chance. Brother SUN, I want to act, you don’t...don’t hold me back.”

He almost said an extra "again".

He didn't want to tear himself apart with SUN, in fact it wasn't necessary, it's just that the pimple was there and probably it would never disappear, but he was still trying to press this matter to the deepest part of his memory.

SUN fell silent, as if he vaguely guessed something.

Tang Yi didn't speak any more and hung up the phone.

That night he called Yan Xuan and told him that he had accepted the role, and asked how much the film would cost.

Yan Xuan told him about performance fees, prop fees, equipment fees...

All aspects cost money. Although the figures obtained would be exaggerated by ordinary people, Tang Yi knew that according to what Yan Xuan said, it was already very economical.

"Tang Yi, give me some time, and I will try my best to get the money together." Yan Xuan was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he said this sentence several times in the middle.

Tang Yi smiled helplessly: "Can the producer add one more person to this drama?"

"what?"

"I'll help you with the money."

There was no sound for a while, Yan Xuan never expected Tang Yi to say such a thing.

"I have some money, although it is a drop in the bucket. For the rest, I will help you get sponsors. Anyway, let's work hard together. I hope the filming of this movie can be completed smoothly."

"Tang Yi..." Yan Xuan's voice was nasal, "Why?"

"what why?"

"We only met once."

"Oh," Tang Yi smiled, "There are two reasons. One, I think you are a bit like me. The other, I want to act in this script. That's it."

"...Don't say thanks for your kindness, Tang Yi, I will remember this kindness forever."

remember forever...

I always feel a little creepy.

Tang Yi smiled, and didn't continue the topic of "humanity". The two discussed it for a while and went to raise funds separately.

Tang Yi never asks for things from friends, let alone borrow money, even in difficult times, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

But this time, they found Leo and Cui Zhixun and called them home to talk about it.

The two were very surprised when they heard that he was going to invest in filming. They had never heard of actors taking money. When they heard that the director was Yan Xuan, Leo was not surprised, but Cui Zhixun didn't know him very well.

"He's too stubborn. After so many years of filming, he's still poor, and he doesn't want to make commercial films. He's as pedantic as ancient literati." Leo seemed to disagree with him, shaking Shaking his head, he continued, "But aside from these things, he is a nice person. He has always been kind. He would rather owe a whole lot of debt to himself, and has never been in arrears with actors' performance fees and staff salaries."

Tang Yi fiddled with the remote control on the coffee table, the more he knew Yan Xuan, the more pitiful he was.

Depressed, but insisting on his dream, it may look ridiculous in the eyes of others, but just like Tang Yi thinks that acting is his life, for Yan Xuan, filming his favorite movie is also his life, if he changes his original intention , he is not himself.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Since you have already agreed to others, it is impossible not to shoot this movie. The actors are not in place yet, right?"

"The money is not in place, how can the actors be in place," Cui Zhixun interrupted, "I know what you want to say, count me in."

Leo and Cui Zhixun looked at each other, and looked at Tang Yi at the same time: "Just tell me how much it costs, the condition is that we can choose the characters in this play at will."

No matter what the conditions are, they are actually helping.

These two people, even if it is a movie with a big investment, if you find them, they may not have the time to indirect.

Tang Yi didn't say much, and stood up to give the two high-fives, fingers firmly clasped together.

There are probably no better friends in this world than these two.

Tang Yi doesn't want to borrow money from women. It's not machismo. It's just that women save some money to give themselves confidence. Tao Kewei spends a lot of money to get married. Song Lin, who is not married, has to save a dowry for herself. How could he Ask for it with the cheek.

Out of these considerations, he didn't tell Song Lin and Tao Kewei, but he didn't expect that these two people heard the news from nowhere, came to the door one after another, and each threw a card to him.

"My sister is taking care of you. You have to use your body to repay the debt in the future." ——Song Lin was joking.

"Looking at how poor you are, you probably won't be able to give me any good things when I get married. Why don't you give me more favors now, and you'll have to pack a big one when my son is born." —— These are Tao Kewei's original words.

Tang Yi felt that he had been around for so many years, even if he always looked down on him, it was worth having such a friend.

But in any case, friend sponsorship is still limited.I have bought wealth management products with all the money in my hand, and there is still very little that can be used. Most of them are soliciting sponsorships from some well-known companies.

There is no way for Tang Yi to do this, and Yan Xuan has been working hard these days, but basically no one is willing to invest money in an art film that may not be able to pay back.

The big companies in this city traveled all over, and Tang Yi accompanied Yan Xuanfei to several cities, so when Jing Chen returned to China, he was not there.

The two ran outside for more than a week, but received very little sponsorship.

Yan Xuan was used to being closed doors, but Tang Yi got a little angry, and a circle of blisters formed in his mouth.

As a last resort, the two had no choice but to go back to S City and continue to think of a solution.

When they arrived at the airport, Jing Chen came to pick them up in person, driving their small car, Tang Yi saw it at a glance, and pulled Yan Xuan into the car.

The two sat in the back seat, Jing Chen glanced at Yan Xuan in front, and raised his eyebrows under the sunglasses.

He only heard from Tang Yi that he was going to solicit sponsorship, but he didn't tell him the details, and he didn't expect to bring someone with him.

Well, I have something to hide from him.

Tangtang is not paying attention to him more and more~

Tang Yi knew something was going to go wrong when he looked at Jing Chen in the rearview mirror, and quickly tried to comfort him: "This is Yan Xuan, the director of the movie I'm going to shoot. Yan Xuan, this is Jing Chen, I ...my lover."

These days, Yan Xuan has become very familiar with him, and the other party also frankly told him that his sexual orientation is the same as Tang Yi's. Because of this, the two gradually became acquainted, and they have become friends in the past few days.

Tang Yi is actually very good at reading people. After all, he has been in this circle for so long, and his eyes are also very sharp.

After getting along, he felt that Yan Xuan was not the kind of person with a big mouth, so he didn't hide it from him.

What's more, at this time, saying such words will definitely make Jingchen happy.

Sure enough, the person in the driver's seat was stunned for two seconds, then his mouth curled up, he took off his sunglasses and turned around.

Yan Xuan noticed that the silver-haired man in front exuded a strong aura when he got in the car. He was even more surprised when Tang Yi said that the man was Jing Chen. Those blue eyes were even more fearful.

"Mirror, Mirror God?!"

"Just call me Jingchen." The man stretched out his hand very gracefully.

Yan Xuan cautiously wiped the sweat from his palms, and then hastily held that slender hand.

Tang Yi, who was watching from the side, thought it was a little funny.

Sure enough, his fox is extraordinary in the eyes of others.

After greeting each other, Jing Chen started the car.

The feeling of sitting in the back and letting Jingshen be the driver is very subtle. Yan Xuan is sitting on pins and needles all the way. Tang Yi will inevitably let him relax, but he just can't relax.

As a director, he has also met many stars.Although he felt a little inferior because of the blow of reality, but few people would make him like this.

"Do you want to send Director Yan home first?" Jing Chen asked when getting off the highway.

"Go home directly, eat first and then talk."

"Okay," Jing Chen nodded and turned to go home, then glanced at Tang Yi in the rearview mirror, "How about it, aren't you going to solicit sponsorship, what can you gain?"

Speaking of this, the expressions of the two people in the back darkened.

What kind of person Jing Chen is, you can guess what's going on even with just a look, not to mention that the faces of the two of them are almost pulled up to their knees.

"How far is it?"

Tang Yi made a gesture: "In terms of performance fees, Leo and Cui Zhixun decided to play in friendship. The money is not needed, and there are still a few supporting roles. It doesn't cost much. The rest is other expenses, especially the equipment."

"I'll show you the rest of the money."

"How--"

"Isn't it the same who you invest in?" Jing Chen interrupted Yan Xuan's words, and looked at Tang Yi in a blink of an eye, "Besides, you told me at the end, in fact, you have already planned it."

Tang Yi scratched his hair, and turned his head out of the car with some embarrassment.

Sure enough, Jing Chen found out right away.

I asked so many people to borrow money, but I didn't ask Jingchen. In fact, I thought that if I couldn't get sponsorship, I could only ask him to help with so much money.

Although the two never disclosed how much assets they had, Tang Yi knew that his fox could still get the money.

Jing Chen is different from him. He can earn eight figures by holding a concert with [-] people. Although he debuted not long ago, he is already the most expensive artist in China.

There is nothing embarrassing about borrowing money from your lover, besides, Jingchen definitely wants him to ask him for money more than anyone else.

The matter of money was settled like this, and Yan Xuan regarded Jing Chen as a god even more, so he almost had to burn two sticks of incense as a confession.

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Tang Yi never asked Jingchen about money, but sometimes he met him