Do you want to touch porcelain? [Entertainment]

"Let's talk first." Wei Jingxing sighed, and pushed the door open to let Zuo Yan in.

"What would you like to drink? Can you have black tea?" Wei Jingxing hung the windbreaker on the entrance hallway, revealing the black slim shirt inside. The pure black made his face even paler.

"It's all right." Zuo Yan carried it on the armrest of the chair with one hand, and held the cigarette butt in the other hand, looking at the night scene outside the window in a daze.There are neon lights flashing outside the window, printed on the half-drawn curtains, blurred and enlarged into a twisted mosaic.

After hearing this, Wei Jingxing stopped talking, silently boiled the water, and took out the tea bags he brought.The two of them were speechless for a while, but Zuo Yan felt a rare sense of peace, and a lot of the burden in his heart was relieved.

He raised his hand and took a puff of the cigarette, but this time he didn't control it well, the smoke rushed into his lungs, made him cough chokingly, and the end of his eyes turned red.

"When did you learn to smoke?" Wei Jingxing looked at this scene with a frown, somewhat disapproving.

The water boiled, he found a glass cup and poured black tea in, the shriveled tea leaves were scalded by the hot water, and gradually stretched out, floating and sinking in the water, without definite number.

Zuo Yan's eyes were attracted by the tea in the water cup again, staring at it silently, as if he didn't hear it, just as Wei Jingxing wanted to skip this topic out loud, Zuo Yan said, "It's been a long time ago."

His voice was too low and hoarse from the smoke, Wei Jingxing couldn't hear him clearly for a while.

"Ok?"

"I said, I would have known it a long time ago." Zuo Yan shook the cigarette in his hand, and a small piece of ash fell into the ashtray. He smiled, "Brother, you don't really think that I am something student?"

When he was studying abroad, even if there was only one person left alone, no gangster would dare to provoke him. He acted high-profile and escaping, and he did not do bad things during his youthful rebellious period. He was a headache for the teacher and one of the key list .

"Why didn't you smoke after that? I've never seen you smoke in private." Old smokers all have physical characteristics, such as blackened teeth and smoky hands that hold cigarettes all year round.But it was obvious that Zuo Yan didn't have any of these characteristics.

"Drink some water, don't smoke." Wei Jingxing pushed the teacup towards him.

Zuo Yan was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to extinguish the remaining cigarette butt in the ashtray, and crushed it.

"No smoking, maybe you didn't see it."

Wei Jingxing crossed his hands, resting on his chin, looked at him with a smile, and was not annoyed when he was refuted.Zuo Yan avoided his gaze a little, and lowered his gaze: "...In order to protect my throat, I never touched these things again."

Tonight was an exception. He was very irritable and subconsciously wanted to use nicotine to appease him. After searching all his pockets, he realized that he hadn't smoked for a long time.Zuo Yan finally found a pack of cigarettes from the hotel's self-collection cabinet, opened it and took one.

Wei Jingxing let out a long sigh when he heard the words: "That's right, I have a strong sense of self-management."

"...What is this? Why do you speak so strangely?" Zuo Yan was speechless, and immediately thought of an emoji of a dog biting a leash, with the accompanying text "Have a strong sense of self-management".

But the corner of his mouth still curled up a little.

"Strange? Is there?" Wei Jingxing's smile remained unchanged.Zuo Yan glanced at it a few times, but he didn't know if he knew that emoji.

It is still very difficult to break through the mask of a film king, Zuo Yan didn't bother to think about it, he picked up the glass on the table and took a sip, his lips shrank from the heat as soon as he took up the tea, and almost broke the glass by mistake.

"...too hot." He complained in a low voice.

"...you drink it slowly, forget it, I'll find you a bottle of mineral water." Wei Jingxing got up and really went to look for the mineral water, "Do you usually drink tea?"

"Don't drink." Black tea, green tea, white tea, and dark tea simply don't exist in Zuo Yan's recipes.

"Then you should stop drinking, what if you can't sleep?"

"It's okay, I won't be like this when I drink tea." Zuo Yan rested his chin and watched him busy, a little lost in thought.

He's been distracted tonight.

Wei Jingxing put the mineral water bottle on the table: "So, Xiaoyan, can you tell me what happened now? What happened to your hand?" What happened?I have only been away for a few days, and I have made you wronged.

Zuo Yan fell silent again, avoiding Wei Jingxing's eyes in embarrassment, smiled wryly for a while and said to Wei Jingxing, "Sorry brother, I might disappoint you. The role in that play is not mine."

Wei Jingxing was puzzled, this obviously did not meet his expectation.But he asked Zuo Yan to continue talking, wanting to know what went wrong.

Zuo Yan told Wei Jingxing what he knew, and Wei Jingxing was also silent: "I didn't expect... things would become so complicated."

It was just a role, but it pushed a middle-aged man to a dead end.

"If the assistant director's wife knows about this, she will be very sad." Zuo Yan said softly.

Wei Jingxing got up and sat next to Zuo Yan: "But you are also very sad, Xiao Yan."

"Sadness is for sure, but it's just sad." The water in the teacup cooled down, Zuo Yan picked it up and took a sip, holding the watercup in his hand, dazed in a daze.

"Does Xiaoyan want this role?"

"...No more." Zuo Yan shook his head. "So be it."

"Is it true?"

This time Zuo Yan didn't make a sound, and the atmosphere between the two became silent again.Wei Jingxing sighed, he felt that what he did the most that night was to sigh.He brought Zuo Yan's body to his side.

Seeing that Zuo Yan's body was facing the air conditioner, the cold wind blew his shoulders a little cool, and when Wei Jingxing's warm hand touched it, it aroused tiny goosebumps.

"Anyway... give me the cigarette first." Wei Jingxing stretched out his hand to Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan blinked.

"Cigarettes, how many cigarettes have you smoked? There should be some left, right? Give them all to me, don't smoke any more."

Zuo Yan obediently handed over the remaining cigarettes to Wei Jingxing.Wei Jingxing saw that only one was taken away, and he was somewhat satisfied in his heart.

Zuo Yan lowered his head: "It's getting late, I'd better go. I'm really sorry to disturb you so late." He sat up from Wei Jingxing's side, the warmth beside him was suddenly pulled away, Wei Jingxing Frowning, he grabbed the wrist by his side.

"you……"

"Brother, I think I'm too self-willed. You are obviously tired, but I still want to disturb you in the middle of the night. You'd better get some rest and wish you a sweet dream." Zuo Yan smiled at Wei Jingxing, but he couldn't It hurts to laugh.

He was right, he hadn't noticed just now, under the illumination of energy-saving lamps, Zuo Yan could see Wei Jingxing's eyes were obviously blue and black, and the color of his lips was much lighter than usual, as if he didn't have a good rest.

Without waiting for Wei Jingxing's answer, he quickly walked out of the door, entered his room again, and closed the door.Once there was no one around, the smile on the corner of his mouth collapsed.He held his hand on the doorknob for a long time before letting go.

The phone on the table has been on for a while, and someone has sent several messages.Zuo Yan unlocked the phone.

[Ye Tang: Isn't that right, sir, you just let Ke Yuanzhou's grandson steal your role?You don't know what underworld things he bought the notices to say!I was so angry that I wanted to plug his stinky mouth with a toilet plug. 】

【Ye Tang: I'm talking to you, where are you? 】

【Ye Tang: Hello!Are you still here? 】

[Ye Tang: Zuo Yan, did you see my news?So love goes away right?I ended up paying wrong. 】

Followed by an invincible shy little fist punching your chest.gif

What disgusting thing?

Zuo Yan blocked Ye Tang directly, so as not to dirty his eyes.As for what Ye Tang said, Zuo Yan wasn't interested in watching it, it was nothing more than a cliché, mocking himself for his lack of acting skills, a flower vase, piercing the heart of the earth.On the other hand, to set off how awesome he is, he is simply the reincarnation of the film king, Emile is online, and his talents and skills are full.

If he didn't bother Zuo Yan, he would be annoyed, he kept stepping on himself to get the position, he really caught a sheep and plucked the wool there vigorously.

He went to the bathroom thinking about these bad things, it was getting late, and for the sake of his thick hair, he should go to bed.

There were a lot of troubles, Zuo Yan thought that he would not be able to sleep tonight, but he didn't expect to feel drowsy after lying down for a while, he couldn't bear to let his eyelids fight, and fell asleep quickly.

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After a dreamless night, Zuo Yan was finally woken up by a phone call.

He didn't want to answer it, turned over and pressed another pillow on his head, trying to pretend he couldn't hear.I hope that the phone call will be wise and hang up quickly, and don't be so ignorant.

The phone rang for a while, but it didn't show signs of decline. Zuo Yan cursed in a low voice, turned his back and touched the phone on the bedside, and finally found it when the phone was about to fall to the ground. The world is quiet.

Satisfied, Zuo Yan withdrew his hand and continued to sleep.

Just as drowsiness was brewing, the phone rang again, driving away the drowsiness again.Zuo Yan was really annoyed, he slammed the pillow on the bed, the fat and soft pillow bounced on the bed, jumped to the edge of the bed, and hung there precariously.

Zuo Yan stroked his hair, trying to relieve his inner irritability, and took the cell phone that kept ringing next to him and connected it.His eyes hadn't been fully opened yet, so he said directly, "Hello, who's there?" He sounded like he was waking up, so his tone was naturally not much better.

The other party sneered: "I really didn't expect that you still have the time to sleep here?"

It was Zuo Ze's voice.

Zuo Yan shuddered, and he immediately woke up. He thumped the bed, and covered his face with his hands: "Brother, you are really my brother. Why did you call in the morning? I'm still awake!"

"Why sleep more during life, you will sleep forever after death." Zuo Ze's tone of voice did not fluctuate at all, and the effect of urging life was perfect.

Zuo Yan wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn't even bother to open his eyelids, so he just closed his eyes and rolled his eyes: "The sense of substitution is very strong, I already want to blow your dog... head for your employees." In the end, " The word "dog head" was swallowed back, but the dog's head didn't seem to be much better.

"Oh, my company's employees never call 996, I hope you know that." Zuo Ze pulled his tie, impatient, "Don't sleep, wake up, I have something to say to you."

"Just say what you want, I'll listen." That's what Zuo Yan said, but Zuo Yan closed his eyes the whole time, successfully brewing a new wave of sleepiness during the friendly dialogue between the two brothers.

"As far as the matter between you and Ke Yuanzhou is concerned, what's going on? You can't even do one...?"

Zuo Yan heard the strange pause in the middle of Zuo Ze. With the tacit understanding of his brothers for many years, he guessed: "I reasonably suspect that you just choked back the dirty words."

Zuo Ze was noncommittal: "Ask you, don't fix those useless things."

"Don't you know everything? Brother Hao must have told you. Now that you know everything, let me go quickly, I want to sleep for a while." Zuo Yan responded lazily, with a drawn-out tone, He looked extremely weak and half-dead.

Zuo Ze laughed angrily. He heard it from other people and heard it from his own brother. Can the effect be the same?

"When you encountered such a thing, you never thought that you have an older brother?" Zuo Ze pulled off his tie, and undid one button that was buttoned to the top, thinking that today's clothes are really boring and suffocating.

This time Zuo Yan didn't respond in time, and there was no movement for a while.Zuo Ze thought he had fallen asleep again, so angrily he looked around the office to see if there was any tool to beat his younger brother.

"...Brother, don't meddle in this matter, let me solve it." Zuo Yan's voice came over, accompanied by the rubbing sound of clothes, he probably got up.

Zuo Ze raised his eyebrows: "Are you coming?"

"Give me three days, and I'll settle this matter." Zuo Yan got off the bed after getting dressed, and went to the bathroom.

"Then what if you don't solve it?"

"According to the character of Ke Yuanzhou's team who likes to take advantage of Moji, this contract can only be signed in at least five days. I took three days. Don't you have two days?"

"You've arranged it very clearly, let me solve it in two days, why don't you hurry up and dream." Zuo Ze spat out a dirty word with a cold face.

Zuo Yan was used to his brother's irritable temper that didn't match his appearance, so he casually comforted him with a few words: "Ah, ah, it's fine, don't worry. I'll give you an answer in three days." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound from the other end of the phone, Zuo Ze put down the phone with a complicated expression.Is it his illusion?I always feel that my stupid brother is not the same as before.

"What did he say?" Wang Haosi, who had been listening to the calls from the Zuo brothers, asked.

"Can't you ask yourself?" Zuo Ze was inexplicably hung up on a sentence, and said something to his gold medal manager.

Wang Haosi pursed his lips, and rarely refuted Zuo Ze.

Zuo Ze felt that he still had to give his family a little face: "He said he had to solve it by himself, and asked me to give him three days."

"Three days...too long." Wang Haosi frowned, there were too many variables.

Zuo Ze didn't care: "No matter what, I absolutely can't let the people of our Zuo family be bullied by outsiders. If Zuo Yan doesn't solve it, I'll just spend money to join the team. Even if he changed the script, Qiu Yuanliang had to give me a new one." Come on."

If Zuo Yan got angry under his nose like this, why did he open an entertainment company in the first place?Wouldn't it be nice to go directly to his parents' company to work?

Zuo Ze folded his arms and snorted coldly.

Zuo Yan washed his face, the broken hair on his forehead was completely wet, and the tail of his hair was dripping with water.Drops of water kept slipping across his face and falling into the sink.

He looked at himself in the mirror and sneered disdainfully, his eyes full of rebellion.

Ke Yuanzhou?The bridge between the two of them is getting bigger.