Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Zhongqin slept very lightly that night, and woke up the next day only a quarter past six.

He opened his eyes and saw that Mao Qirui was dozing off in the chair, without disturbing the other party, he just lightly got down from the other side of the bed, and then went to the kitchen to drink a bottle of cold mineral water.

Walking back from the kitchen and passing by the living room, Zhongqin seemed to have noticed something, looked sideways at the entrance, his eyes narrowed—the pair of dark blue slippers worn by Ji Shuyuan last night were quietly placed on the shoes in front of the counter.

he's gone?

Zhongqin looked at the time again uncertainly, and made sure that it was six o'clock in the morning, not six o'clock in the evening.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhongqin knocked on the door of Ji Shuyuan's room, but got no response.He tried to twist the handle and opened the door without any hindrance.

The quilt in the bedroom was neatly folded, and even the pillows were returned to their original state, without any trace of being slept on.

So early... When did that person leave?Could it be that he didn't sleep here at all at night?

Zhongqin subconsciously touched his lower lip, suspecting that the kiss a few hours ago was really just a dream.

but……

funny.

Is he in spring?Why dream of kissing Ji Shuyuan?

Zhongqin felt angry for no reason, and closed the door with a bang.

Run after kissing.

robber.

Zhongqin walked to the sofa a little restlessly, and threw the half bottle of mineral water in his hand on the coffee table.The bottle didn't stand still, rolled around tremblingly a few times, and fell to the carpet again, but didn't even get a single look from the owner.

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhongqin took out his mobile phone from his pocket and switched to the WeChat chat interface with Ji Shuyuan.

He typed out a line of words, deleted them next to each other, paused for two seconds, and dialed the voice call directly.

The other side quickly picked up, and the usual cold voice of Ji Yingdi came out: "Hello?"

"It's me, Zhongqin." Zhongqin gritted his teeth and smiled, "Teacher Ji didn't even say hello, so he left so early? Is my bed making you uncomfortable?"

Ji Shuyuan was silent for a while, and then said: "I have the habit of exercising at six o'clock, and I am not good at using your fitness equipment."

Zhongqin: "..."

He never thought it was such a reason, he was speechless for a moment, and the anger that burst out just now couldn't find a point of support in an instant, and dissipated depressedly.

But he soon noticed something and asked, "So are you home now? Are you exercising?"

The image of a sweaty movie king popped up in his mind, which was very different from his usual aloof appearance, which was a bit contrary to harmony.

"Just arrived home, haven't started yet." After a pause, Ji Shuyuan asked, "Anything else?"

"...No." Zhongqin licked his lower lip, and then returned to his previous limp and smiling tone, "I thought it was because I didn't treat you well and made you angry."

Ji Shuyuan still didn't buy this kind of polite words, and said directly: "I'll hang up if it's okay."

Zhongqin was not angry either, and asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Sure enough, the actor who said he had nothing to do to hang up the phone immediately did not hang up, even though his tone was still cold, he was still answering the question: "I slept well."

His bottom line seems to be lower than others think.

"Oh——" Zhongqin dragged his voice, and continued the uninspiring conversation, "You don't feel any discomfort, do you?"

"No." Ji Shuyuan's voice became lower, as if impatient, "Zhong..."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Zhongqin interrupted him, "Yesterday I asked Tian Jie to put a sleep aid aromatherapy in your room. I specially asked someone to customize it. I usually use it all the time. If you think it smells good, I'll bring you some next time."

"No need."

"Why are you so unreasonable?" Zhongqin hooked the tassels on the pillow next to him with his fingers, and said with a low smile, "I just want to send you something, thank you for helping me answer my questions yesterday. I heard that you usually I am very careful about keeping in good health, and I am really sorry for letting you stay with me so late yesterday. There is also a trending topic, and I also want to apologize to you... Can you just accept it?"

"...Well." Ji Shuyuan's voice could not hear any emotion, "Then you can bring it to me next time, thank you."

"Okay." Zhongqin tilted his chin slightly, moved his lips closer to the microphone of the phone, and said softly, "Then—bye, Teacher Ji."

"Goodbye." Ji Shuyuan hung up the phone neatly.

Zhongqin stared at the screen for a while, then sent a message to Feng Qin, asking her about yesterday's hot search.

Feng Qin may have a job today, but she came back in seconds: [The news was indeed released by us, Mr. Cui means]

The smile on Zhongqin's face disappeared suddenly, and his brows slowly frowned.

[Big Zongzi: Does Director Liang know? 】

【Feng Qin: Notified in advance】

[Big Zongzi: Inform [smile]]

[Feng Qin: The investor wants to disclose a small piece of news, is it harmless?Liang Cheng did not say anything]

[Big Zongzi: The reason? 】

[Feng Qin: Mr. Cui said he wanted to find out what the netizens said. If there is any bad trend, you can prepare a countermeasure in advance, so as not to be caught off guard after the official announcement]

[Big Zongzi: Well-founded, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but why didn't you tell me? 】

[Feng Qin: Mr. Cui said that the online reviews will definitely not be too good, so try not to let you know]

[Feng Qin: Tian Jie also said that you didn't check your phone last night...how did you know?Now the trending searches have dropped]

[Big Zongzi: Ji Shuyuan was at my house last night]

Feng Qin didn't reply for a while, and just when Zhongqin wanted to put down the phone, the other party called directly.

"What's going on?" Feng Qin's tone was obviously displeased, "Why didn't Tian Jie tell me?"

"Is there any need to report this? It's harmless, right?" Zhongqin responded to what she said earlier, and then explained, "I took a makeup photo yesterday, and then we had a meal together. I happen to have some questions about the script. I invited him to my house for a while."

Feng Qin is very good at focusing on the key points: "Did you sit for a while, or did you rest overnight?"

"He left at five o'clock in the morning. He parked his car in the basement and drove away." Zhongqin knew what she was worried about. "What's more, so what if he was photographed? He didn't come here alone, and I wasn't at home alone."

"Zhongqin..." Feng Qin was so depressed that he had nothing to do with him, "Do you know that your reputation in this area has not been very good? The matter between you and Mr. Cui has already spread enough. Plus Ji Shuyuan... Do you want to come out in public? Just say you want my life, okay?"

"Isn't this just right? Everyone thinks that I have a financial backer, so I definitely won't mess around." Zhongqin said indifferently, "Besides, my reputation has been bad for more than ten years, has it affected my money? Anyway In your eyes, I’m just a commodity, if it’s easy to sell, it doesn’t matter if the label is beautiful or not?”

Feng Qin: "..."

"Forget it, it's useless to get angry at you, I'll go directly to Cui Zhengqian." Zhongqin said, "You just need to know that if Ji Shuyuan hadn't stopped him last night, his manager would have gone to Xinglang to knock on the door by now. Yes. I have a bad reputation, and I deserve to be scolded. What mistake did the film star make to be on the trending search together?"

Without waiting for Feng Qin to respond, Zhongqin hung up the phone and dialed Cui Zhengqian's number without stopping.

Unexpectedly, the connection there was also very fast.

It's just that it wasn't Cui Zhengqian's voice that came out of the receiver, but Song Jueming's.

"Zhongqin," Song Jueming's voice was hoarse and cold, "You better have something urgent."

Zhongqin: "..."

For the second time this morning, his anger was blown away unexpectedly, and he was very aggrieved.

However, he was not afraid of Song Jueming.

"Busy?" Zhongqin said with a smile, "That's alright, compared to making love, my work can be postponed until noon, you..."

"Beep beep..."

Song Jueming died.

Zhongqin threw away his phone and had fun for a while, then sent Cui Zhengqian a WeChat message: [Remember to call me back when you're done, you owe me a scolding]

After thinking about it, he still felt puzzled, and he added another sentence: [Next time, if you don’t ask for my consent, I will go to your house and scratch the door every day when you two are having sex]

He thought that Cui Zhengqian would not reply until noon, but he didn't expect that there would be a voice message in the next second.

"Little bastard..." Mr. Cui, who is usually aloof, now has a little imperceptible crying sound mixed in, "You come here and scratch the door... It's not me who is wilting... it's you Ming, um... ...Brother Ming..."

"That's awesome." Zhongqin also replied, "Brother Ming can't do it, can this still make him speak?"

Cui Zhengqian didn't reply, but Song Jueming sent a threat, which was written in words: [Don't listen to what you shouldn't, and next time, I'll cut off your ears]

Zhongqin looked at it with a smile, he was in a very good mood, the aggrieved point before was completely gone.

He felt that there was something wrong with him. He was always so keen on destroying other people's original appearance. He liked to watch Cui Zhengqian, who was always upright and calm, get angry, and he also liked to watch the cold and indifferent actor lose control.

He has achieved the previous achievement many times, so he is not very interested. The latter one needs to continue to work hard.Because the movie king is so good at self-control, one second makes people think that he is out of control, and the next second he can justify himself, which is really amazing.

The author has something to say:

Teacher Ji: You just owe it.