I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The corners of Ji Zhaoran's lips curled up and he smiled. "Hero song? Then you are not wronged for insomnia."

"Yes!" Ning Zhi reassured, and decided to go to the dark one by one: "I, Water Margin fan."

The staff next to him all laughed, "Which hero do Teacher Ning like the most?"

Ji Zhaoran pulled up the chair slowly, leaned back lazily, and blatantly sat opposite Ning Zhi'an, as if he was also waiting for his answer.

Ji Zhaoran specially ran over, questioning him here and there, beating him speciously, and looking at him with ambiguous meaning. What is the purpose behind it, Ning Zhi'an didn't dare to think about it!

Ning Zhian felt sad.

Is Teacher Ji...is he trying to coerce himself mentally?

Ning Zhi'an bit the straw lightly with her teeth, and said in a muffled voice, "One hundred and eight, I like them all."

"Wow!" Zhou Weiyu exaggerated: "You're very playful!"

Ning Zhi'an's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and he glanced away. The netizen who quarreled in the morning had updated his serialized fanart, and even @ him specifically, asking him to comment.

Ji Zhaoran's gaze falls on Ning Zhi'an without hesitation.After turning off the phone, Ning Zhian became more and more depressed: "No, I'm far from being playful enough."

After finishing speaking, Ning Zhi'an was like a swimming fish, holding the milk pot slipperily and ran away again.

Zhou Weiyu looked at Ning Zhian's back in shock, and shouted: "Why are you so rebellious?!"

"I'm far from rebellious enough!"

"Start work right away, you run outside," Zhou Weiyu was even amused by Ning Zhian: "Aren't you rebellious!?"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Career is important, and the [-]th-line young actor turned around urgently when he heard this, and nodded to Zhou Weiyu calmly and reliably.

"I know it in my heart." Ning Zhi'an said seriously, "I'm warming up so that I can perform better later."

Zhou Weiyu was very coaxing, quite satisfied after hearing this, sat on the high chair in front of the monitor, and told the lighting and photography.

Ji Zhaoran glanced at Ning Zhian and smiled.

"Ning Zhi'an."

Ji Zhaoran called his name in a calm manner.

Ning Zhi'an suppressed the confusion in his heart, turned his head to look at Ji Zhaoran steadily, and replied unhurriedly: "Teacher Ji."

The light golden sky fell on Ning Zhi'an's porcelain-white side face, which was beautiful and peaceful.

Before Zhou Weiyu raised the loudspeaker, Ji Zhaoran said to Ning Zhi'an: "Wait for me after work."

Ning Zhi'an immediately widened her eyes unsteadily.

……

Ning Zhi'an and Ji Zhaoran had a lot of remaining rivalry scenes. When filming, Ning Zhi'an was very dedicated, with a natural expression and full of emotions, and was not affected by superfluous thoughts.

But I can't catch people as soon as I play, I don't know where to squat to grow mushrooms.

In today's last scene, Gu Tingquan, played by Ning Zhi'an, has a murderous intent on He Qiming, played by Ji Zhaoran.

Every day, people were arrested, and people were beheaded every day. There was a lot of turmoil outside the martial arts hall, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, and everyone was in danger.

And Xiaoyao Martial Arts, the center of the vortex of this struggle, should have been the most bloody place, but now it has become a quiet place.

Gu Tingquan was put under house arrest by He Qiming in the martial arts hall. On this day, he took advantage of the unsuspecting guards and stole a dagger from the armory.

The news from the outside world was cut off, and Gu Tingquan still doesn't know what happened to his adoptive father.But he knew that everything in the martial arts school started because of him, because he saved He Qiming.

Gu Tingquan wanted to end all this with his own hands, and end the grievances with He Qiming.

After carefully hiding the dagger, Gu Tingquan quietly waited for He Qiming's arrival.

……

After the play, Ning Zhi'an was quite preoccupied and absent-minded.

While taking off her makeup, Ning Zhian's phone suddenly vibrated.

[J: I'm in the car. 】

Ning Zhi's installation was dead, a second was a second late, and she didn't want to reply.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

I don't know if it was intentional——

["J" pats you. 】

Ning Zhi'an's blood rose slightly, and in a hurry, he even forgot to return the prop dagger just now, and got into the back seat of Ji Zhaoran's Maybach with his hands on it.

With a bang, the back door closed.

Ning Zhi'an greeted Ji Zhaoran in a lukewarm way: "Teacher Ji."

With his hands on the steering wheel, Ji Zhaoran glanced at Ning Zhi'an from the rearview mirror, and raised his brows lightly: "You don't sit in the front, because you are afraid that you will stab me if you are impulsive?"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Ning Zhi'an's expression was stagnant, and he lowered his gaze blankly, only to be belatedly aware that he was holding a prop dagger in his hand.

But this is just a prop, it looks powerful, but it can't actually hurt anyone.

Thinking about returning the props to the props team tomorrow, Ning Zhi'an put the dagger under his feet, and greeted Ji Zhaoran again with empty hands: "Teacher Ji."

"Sit in front." Ji Zhaoran said concisely.

Ning Zhi'an was not pretentious, he got out of the car and got back into the car, and sat in the co-pilot.

The Maybach's engine hummed, like an elegant beast, slowly slid into the traffic.

Based on the principle that the enemy can't move, I can't move, Ning Zhi'an didn't speak, but turned his face sideways to pretend to appreciate the scenery, and didn't ask Ji Zhaoran's purpose.

Ji Zhaoran was the first to break the silence: "Is it a bit boring?"

"good."

Ji Zhaoran rested his hands lazily on the steering wheel, and said casually, "Help me turn on the music."

Ning Zhi'an didn't think too much, and did as she was told.

In the quiet and comfortable carriage, the music preset by Ji Zhaoran slowly flows out——

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky refer to the Big Dipper!"

There was a car passing by in the side lane.

At this moment, Ning Zhi'an clearly saw the owner of the car looking towards him in surprise, and made a certain mouth shape - I'm so stupid!

No matter how heartless Ning Zhi'an is, he can still realize that Ji Zhaoran did it on purpose.

Ji Zhaoran's naive act of revenge, in exchange for Ning Zhi'an's first right eye today.

Ning Zhi'an angrily raised the end of her eyes and questioned Ji Zhaoran: "Mr. Ji, you are kidding me!"

Ji Zhaoran chuckled: "You don't really like to listen to it. You have to wear earphones to listen at night when you can't sleep, and you will never let yourself hear anything else."

Ning Zhi'an was speechless, it was the first time she experienced the feeling of lifting a rock and hitting her own foot.

Ji Zhaoran didn't give him the chance to continue pretending to be an ostrich: "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

If Ning Zhi'an's curiosity is strong enough, enough to convince himself to stand despicably in front of the cat and spy on Ji Zhaoran's privacy.Then he would have done this last night, and he wouldn't be so passive today.

Ning Zhi'an looked ahead and insisted: "No."

Through the swaying tree shadows and the black car film, the sunlight came in unevenly, casting mottled shadows on Ji Zhaoran's thin wrist.

Ji Zhaoran glanced at him with his long and narrow eyes: "Okay, then I'll ask you."

Without waiting for Ning Zhi'an's objection, Ji Zhaoran began to torture to extract a confession.The voice is deep and loose, but also with inherent strength: "What did you see yesterday?"

When Ji Zhaoran asked this question, Ning Zhi'an was also open and honest.

"I saw someone looking for you."

"Which part did you see?"

"You open the door."

Ji Zhaoran smiled: "My door opened, but you didn't look at it?"

Ning Zhi'an said truthfully: "I respect your privacy."

Ji Zhaoran nodded, and slowly tightened his hands on the steering wheel, his expression couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

There was a long silence in the car, so long that Ning Zhi'an's mind was filled with thoughts uncontrollably.

Teacher Ji took the initiative to point out whether it was because Shen Luoze was not allowed in, and he was frank and not afraid to mention it, or because he had experienced too many such things, and it was already commonplace...

Ning Zhi'an pursed her lips, her mind was in a mess, and she suddenly remembered the corner of Shen Luoze's package that came out of her pockets.

...that's 12 of them.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhian twisted the corner of his clothes, and involuntarily glanced at Ji Zhaoran.

Ning Zhi'an has a pair of eyes that are very good at talking, and his dark pupils are like Mo Zangxing. Sometimes he doesn't need to speak, and his mental activities can be expressed very straightforwardly.

Ji Zhaoran tilted his head, and laughed angrily at this look.

"Ning Zhi'an." Ji Zhaoran called him.

"Ah, here we are."

"I didn't let him in."

The corners of Ning Zhi'an's lips could not help but rise slightly, but quickly pressed back as if nothing had happened: "Oh!"

"Ning Zhi'an."

The frequency of Ji Zhaoran calling his name in the past two days is more than the sum of the past two months.

"Here." Ning Zhian replied obediently.

Just at the red light, Ji Zhaoran stepped on the brake calmly and looked towards Ning Zhi'an.

Ji Zhaoran's tone seemed casual, but his gaze was straightforward and strong.

"Have you ever been in love?"