The bright moon sits on the ground

Serving Instructions:

1. Entertainment paro

2. The actor Nie Qiu x President Fang Qisheng, both are 25 or [-] years old

3. The two belong to opposing entertainment companies

4. It can be regarded as reincarnation, falling in love with each other at first sight + having a good impression, because it is a small episode, so I don’t focus on describing how to fall in love with each other, just apply the emotional development in the later part of the text

5. Just write it casually, it’s very cool, please take a look at it

6. The plot corresponds to the first meeting of the two people after rebirth in the text

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Traveling to other places to negotiate contracts is always exhausting.

After solving the mountain of work at hand, Fang Qisheng hurriedly boarded the last flight, and Fang Qisheng traveled all the way, and finally arrived in City B when the star curtain hung.

He raised his arm, revealing the watch hidden under the cuff, and glanced at the time.

03:30 in the morning is the time when normal people don't wander the streets.

In a few hours, at 08:30, he had to go to the agreed place to negotiate the contract.

Fang Qisheng felt a headache,? This sleep probably won't last long.

Fortunately, he slept for a while on the plane beforehand, and then had a cup of coffee. It should be able to ensure that he would not look too tired when negotiating the contract the next day.

Just as he was contemplating, the scattered people in the first class had already got off the plane.The cabin was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard, with a bit of drowsiness and drowsiness just after waking up.

Fang Qisheng got up and took away his carry-on luggage—not much,? Anyway, he only stayed in City B for one night, and had to rush back to City A after negotiating the contract.

When Chang Jinyu handed Qitian Entertainment to him, Fang Qisheng actually refused.Although he always knew that this day would come, but, to be honest, he has never been interested in the entertainment industry since before. If it wasn't for Qitian Company, Fang Qisheng would have left his stall and left a long time ago. The things of interest are calculated with heart and soul.

In China, at present, Qitian Company and Fengqing Company are two-legged.

These two entertainment companies dislike each other. Everyone knows it, but they don't show it on the surface. At least they have done enough to save face, but they are constantly fighting in private.

What grabbing resources, what spreading black material, these things are considered pediatrics.

This time Fang Qisheng suddenly changed his plan and came to City B in a hurry, just to be the first to negotiate this big deal before Fengqing Company.

The private car that had been agreed before had already parked at the gate of the airport.

Fang Qisheng took out his mobile phone, checked the information with the hotel's dedicated driver, opened the door, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The hotels that Zhou Ru booked for him were always selected after thousands of choices.

This kind of hotel usually has celebrities who are not convenient to show up, or very expensive presidents, industry elites, etc., and the confidentiality work is done very well, and the information of the guests will not be disclosed casually.

Fang Qisheng put his elbows on the armrest and looked sideways out of the window.

Sure enough, there were not many pedestrians on the street, only when passing by bars or night barbecues, there were some people, all in groups, laughing and shouting, making noise while walking.

The street lamps on the side of the street flickered, and the misty and lonely lights fell into the car windows, shining through the darkness.

He always went out alone. After all, Zhou Ru, as a secretary, needed to stay in the company to handle emergencies for him, and his junior brother Huang Sheng had always been at odds with him, and he didn't know where he was all day long.

lonely?I don't often feel lonely.

Fang Qisheng covered his lips, squinted his eyes and yawned a little.

The feeling of loneliness is a momentary emotion, but sleepiness is a continuous attack.

The hotel was not far from the airport, and the driver quickly parked the car at the entrance of the hotel. Another person came to help Fang Qisheng with his luggage, but he politely refused, since there was not much luggage anyway.

Taking the room card from the front desk, Fang Qisheng entered the elevator and watched the number gradually change to thirteen.

A moment later, with a "ding", the elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor.

The corridors of the hotel are also covered with carpets made of cashmere, which is surprisingly soft, a bit like stepping on clouds, light and floating, but not unsteady.

1309.

Fang Qisheng counted the room number, turned a corner, and then smoothly saw that the house number of the third room on the left was 1309 - two rooms away, a man was standing at the door.

It was four o'clock in the morning, and there were still people in the corridor.

When Fang Qisheng touched the room card, he glanced over there intentionally or unintentionally, and then, the thin room card rolled over a few times in his palm, and it stopped firmly between the thumb and index finger, without stretching forward. out, stuck to the electronic lock, just stayed there.

The person standing at the door looked so sneaky and flustered.

And after discovering his arrival, the expression of guilty conscience became more obvious, and he glanced at him from time to time, and then pretended to be nonchalant.

If the room card is lost, normal people should first go to the front desk to reissue it.

Fang Qisheng thought, maybe it's a thief, maybe it's that kind of illegitimate meal, and he doesn't know how the security of this hotel is doing, so he let this kind of person in.

In short, he doesn't want to be nosy, but the documents in his briefcase are quite important. If it is a thief, his room is only two or three away. This person may steal his head secretly. Come up, anyway, Fang Qisheng didn't dare to make such a bet lightly.

So Fang Qisheng prepared to go back to the room first, and then called the front desk to deal with it.

As a result, just as he was about to look away, the man happened to glance at him furtively, obviously disturbed, and he didn't expect to meet his gaze.

Fang Qisheng learned a sentence when he was taking elective courses in college. There are two extremes of fear, anger or collapse.And the person in front of him is the former.

"What are you looking at?" He lowered his voice, but couldn't suppress the anger.

Then Fang Qisheng followed the man's wishes, looked away as if nothing had happened, raised his hand to unlock the room, opened the door and prepared to enter.

"Wait!" The man's expression was a little panicked, "What did you see?"

This man's kung fu is really not at home.

Fang Qisheng was expressionless, and replied without looking sideways: "I didn't see anything."

As a result, the man also realized that he might contact the front desk to call the police, so he immediately became anxious and walked towards him quickly, muttering: "If you tell what happened just now, I won't make you look good , I will find out your address and family members, I will not give up easily!"

Fang Qisheng paused, put the briefcase in his hand on the shoe cabinet by the door, and then put the room card into the jacket pocket of his suit, took a step back, and closed the door again.

"What are you going to do?"

The man stared at his actions and was stunned, completely unaware of why he did it.

"No one has ever dared to threaten me." Fang Qisheng took the initiative to take a few steps forward with a cold face, but there was a strange smile on his lips, "I'm going to meddle in my own business."

At this time, the man in a neat suit and dark blue tie bullied him, and the person who had spoken harshly before felt a strong sense of oppression and was a little scared.

Nonsense, Fang Qisheng thought, he is 1.8 meters tall, this person is only in his early 1.7 meters.

I don't know who gave him the courage to threaten himself?

Fang Qisheng's mood changed a little, and he felt that he was addicted to cigarettes. He fell asleep on the plane before and didn't feel uncomfortable with cigarette addiction. Now that he committed a crime, he couldn't help but took out the e-cigarette from his trouser pocket and held it on his lips. , inhale deeply, and then exhale slowly.

He asked: "Who lives here? A thief, an illegitimate fan, what kind are you?"

The smoky, non-pungent aroma mist dispersed in the air, and Fang Qisheng vaguely saw the face of the man in front of him change from it, gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

That's a illegitimate meal.

Fang Qisheng knocked on him in his heart, moved his right hand holding the e-cigarette to the side, let the smoke that blocked his sight dissipate, squinted his eyes and continued, "Will you knock on the door yourself, or should I knock on it?" ? Do you think your favorite little star is angry?"

Being poked at the sore spot, the man's previous aura immediately dissipated.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he heard a little movement behind him.

It's that kind of soft rustling sound when the lock on the inside of the hotel room door is unlocked.

After realizing this, the man's heart pounded, he didn't care about the man in a suit, and immediately turned his head to look behind him, where he was just now.

The door of the room marked No. 1312 was pulled open, and the people inside finally noticed the unusual movement outside the door, and stared straight at the two people in the corridor with sleepy faces.

He was still wrapped in a bathrobe, and the belt around his waist was loose, probably because he had slept through it, so the neckline was also untied, extending downward, exposing the collarbone and a large area of ​​skin below it; It's not too long, just a little below the earlobe, and there are no holes in the exposed ears. It looks like a good baby at first glance; although the face is sleepy and really lazy, but the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned. Taohua's eyes are extremely clear.

Some netizens said that he always has a smile on his lips, even if he loses his temper or has a cold face, he can't help but make people want to look at him more. No matter what kind of expression he has, there are no dead ends.

Fang Qisheng knew this person.

He took back the word "little star" he had said earlier.

To describe him as a little star would make people laugh out loud.

After all, he is the face of Fengqing Entertainment Company, and the background behind him is complicated. In the entertainment industry, everyone should give him some face, actor Nie Qiu.

Nie Qiu's hand was still resting on the doorknob, and the cuffs were piled up in the crook of his arm. His exposed forearm and bony fingers were shining brightly, which was particularly obvious in the room where only one desk lamp was on.

Different from what he usually shows in front of the public, his voice is still a little hoarse, and he doesn't have the wake-up air that Fang Qisheng expected, but with a little helplessness and doubt, "Who are you?"

What Nie Qiu asked was the man who was standing there in a daze.

Fang Qisheng thought, that's right, how could Nie Qiu not know the president of the opposing company.

The man didn't expect to see him at such a time, his breathing stopped, probably because he was not mentally prepared, he glanced at Fang Qisheng, hesitated for a long time, and felt that what he just did was really not worth it Just as he gritted his teeth, he simply oiled the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away.

Is this what fans look like when they meet the Lord?Fang Qisheng looked at it and thought it was funny. He raised his eyes and found Nie Qiu looking at him with half of his head stretched out, so he said hello.

Even though the relationship between the two companies is not good, face-saving projects still have to be done.

What's more, Qitian Company has always wanted to poach Nie Qiu from Fengqing Company, although they have never found a chance - after all, Fengqing Company is too strict with Nie Qiu, they have no loopholes to take advantage of, and even handed over a contact information None of the time.

Nie Qiu nodded, also called "Mr. Fang", tapped lightly with the finger holding the doorknob, thought for a moment, and then said: "Qitian Company seems to always want to talk to me about something, but every time I Every time I have something to do, so I left in a hurry without hearing the general idea."

After a pause, he asked, "Is President Fang coming in?"

This was an obvious invitation. Fang Qisheng was glad that he had placed important documents in the room in advance. After all, it was the golden signboard of the opposing company, so he had to be more careful.

After a few steps, Fang Qisheng took his last puff of cigarette and was about to put out the electronic cigarette before entering the door. As soon as he raised his hand, Nie Qiu pressed his wrist.

Fang Qisheng felt that his memory was suddenly muddy like a quagmire, and his temple was aching, but he couldn't tell what went wrong, and felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar—how does science explain this reaction?Which half of the brain processes information slightly faster?

Was it his illusion, or did this scene happen before?

He couldn't tell.

Nie Qiu looked into Fang Qisheng's eyes, with a serious expression, "You don't need to turn off, just come in." After he finished speaking, he moved the hand on his wrist away.

However, Fang Qisheng couldn't move his pace. Obviously nothing happened, but his voice became dry and hoarse. Instead, he held Nie Qiu's hand and asked, "I used to..."

Halfway through the conversation, I felt that this seemed to be the most old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation, so I changed the subject and asked another question for no reason: "Do you know how to smoke?"

Nie Qiu looked at Fang Qisheng without moving, letting him hold his hand.

"No," he smiled slightly, "but you can teach me."

It's so attractive.

Fang Qisheng's eyes darkened, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on one: Nie Qiu should have the same feeling as him.

Although the two of them had never communicated face to face like this before.

However, Fang Qisheng knew that Nie Qiu would never open the door to let outsiders in.

The entertainment industry is very afraid of spreading unnecessary scandals.

Not to mention opening the door for people to enter, it is absolutely impossible to hold hands.

Since I also felt that this scene seemed familiar, why did I pretend that I didn't know anything?So poised, as if he was the only one stuck in it.

Fang Qisheng couldn't help picking up the e-cigarette again, took a deep breath, then put his hand on the door frame, half of his body outside the door, half of his body inside the door, leaned over and said a word——

"it is good."

After he finished speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and kissed her.

It's a joy to do so, but it's a pity that Nie Qiu has never smoked.

After taking a sip, he coughed and smiled, and asked, "It's so sweet, does it taste like grapes?"

"..." Fang Qisheng explained, "It's black tea flavored."

Nie Qiu raised his hand, hooked his fingers around his tie, led Fang Qisheng in, and closed the door behind him. With a click, the hotel door lock closed.

Even if he was caught off guard before and couldn't restrain himself, now that he has calmed down, he should consider whether others will find out that there is a scandal, so he has to be more cautious.

Once you get close, you can kiss with just one side of your head.

Nie Qiu tilted his head and kissed again, tasted it carefully, and said firmly, "It's grapes."

Fang Qisheng didn't want to argue with him about this, and it would be dawn soon if the argument continued.

He still extinguished the electronic cigarette, and put it on the wooden shelf beside him.

He wanted to say, you just met me, where, how long ago, what happened to us, what was the relationship between me and you, and whether you like me or not.

But Fang Qisheng didn't say anything, the night was short and time waited for no one.

(Don’t write it, don’t write it, if you write it down, you won’t be able to pass the review)

The author has something to say: Because there are too many manuscripts, following this chapter will automatically mark Chapter 91... I am crazy, I just read it and I can’t change it, I can only do this first, until the end When I post Chapter 91, it should display Chapter 92. I hope everyone can understand my blind operation qaq

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