Perfect Two

The gong is almost zero, so it's okay if it's used for a cutscene.Those two people also felt that it was boring to only do on-scene affairs. After all, it was not a big crew, and many things became dispensable after being simplified.

They agreed, and Su Minglin swallowed a mouthful of rice, and discussed with Cheng Xirong: "But I have to train them, after dinner, you can play with them. If there are any shortcomings, find them early and solve them early. "

Cheng Xirong said in a muffled "Yes".

One of the chubby guys didn't forget the previous topic, and asked after Cheng Xirong: "You are so good at acting, did you often play against Feng Yi and the others before? Did they teach you a lot?"

When Cheng Zi heard the male god's name, he instinctively looked up.She caught a glimpse of Cheng Xirong's face from the corner of her eye, and immediately lowered her head and continued eating.

Cheng Xirong put down his chopsticks, swallowed the rice grains in his mouth slowly, and looked at the little fat man: "Yes."

The little fat man looked envious, and his eyes were empty and he began to fantasize: "You are so lucky! If I can stay with them for even a day, I will be so happy that I will fly!"

Cheng Xirong asked, "Stay for a day? What can you do?"

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The atmosphere turned cold, and the scene was awkward...

Chengzi still had a piece of eggplant in his mouth, vaguely but trying to express his excitement: "That's right! How can one day be enough!? If I can stay with Feng Yi, it must be for the rest of my life! We will not be separated for 24 hours, every day Together!"

Nana came back to her senses, bumped Cheng Zi's arm, and said with a smile, "Pull it down! We eat and drink together, so how can you treat him as a male god?"

Su Minglin finished: "Okay! We're eating! Isn't it disgusting to say that?"

The rest of the big boys couldn't say anything more, they lowered their heads and ate their lunch boxes with stiff expressions.Cheng Xirong lost his appetite, so he pushed his chopsticks outside to breathe.Su Minglin followed out with iced tea, worried that he was not feeling well.

"No. It's much better these days, and my physical strength is also recovering."

"That's good. Did you see that they had a bad attitude yesterday?" Su Minglin took a sip of his drink, "They are used to doing whatever they want, and they don't have any intentions. Don't worry about it."

Cheng Xirong didn't respond to his words, and said directly: "You should come out for an internship soon, right?"

Su Minglin turned around and leaned against the wall with a long sigh: "Hey - it is said to be an internship, but in fact it is almost considered to be leaving school. There will be some courses in the first semester of senior year, and the courses will end in two months, and the rest is time for graduation project .We are all driving early now, and Bi She will finish it when the time comes, it won't take long."

The summer sun was scorching, the outside was sweltering and heavy, and there was no wind at all.Cheng Xirong stared at the pale sky through the gap in the window.

"Do you want to come and do it for me?"

Su Minglin was startled: "What!? What are you doing?"

Cheng Xirong glared at him: "What are you thinking!?"

Su Minglin laughed "hehe" and scratched his hair: "Are you and your brother planning to do something big?"

Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Su Minglin said bluntly: "I can tell a little bit. I have never heard that there is someone like you next to the senior brother, who suddenly appeared. At most, I heard it from Yiming's brothers before. But when I see you in person, follow me. It’s really not the same.”

Of course it's different.Not alone at all.

Su Minglin thought for a while, and added: "I used to say that you are good looking. Now that I have a little friendship with you, I think that appearance is secondary, and it is covered by other things."

After running a little far, Cheng Xirong brought the topic back: "I plan to set up a studio with Fu Zhou. I will invest in him, he will be the director, and bring out a group of newcomers."

"Have you taken a fancy to oranges!?"

After Su Minglin yelled, he realized that his voice was too loud, so he covered his mouth and looked back.The hallway was empty, no one was there.But the door of the ward was still open, and the chatter and laughter inside came here.

Su Minglin lowered his voice: "I think your attitude towards Chengzi is different from those bear boys. I thought you liked her! Chengzi is indeed a good actor, with beautiful facial features."

Cheng Xirong was helpless, knocked on the glass, and reminded: "Let's talk about Cheng Zi, that's between me and her, and now I'm talking about you. After getting the funds, I will use them all for Fu Zhou. If you come, you can directly Starting from the assistant director, you can also be regarded as the veteran of the studio."

Su Minglin still smiled honestly: "To be honest, I still need to think about such an important matter."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "I understand. If you have a famous director who you can follow, that is a better way out. Even if you start from the bottom, you have aura, people are down-to-earth, and there are many opportunities in the future. With a famous director The resources you come into contact with are also different. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and you can weigh them yourself."

When the two of them went back, Su Minglin suddenly remembered and asked, "What you said just now, did you mean it or did you mean it?"

"I mean what he means."

Su Minglin opened his mouth into a "0" shape, and sighed in surprise: "How did you do it!? Someone with a temper like senior brother can actually restrain him!?"

Cheng Xirong felt it was strange, with a natural expression on his face: "I'm the boss, why don't you listen to me?"

Su Minglin raised his hand, gave a thumbs up, and exaggeratedly said with emotion: "To be honest, I admire you the most when I meet so many people. Do you know how my brother used to fight with the boss? Without saying a word, he directly dismantled the boss's computer and broke it. His hard drive. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word!"

The chubby face made a ghostly expression, making it even more comical.Cheng Xirong made him amused, and pressed his arm down: "It's not that serious. In fact, in this kind of thing, it is enough to be able to catch one weakness. Usually filming is also aimed at actors. You have to understand each actor's weakness." Habits, habits. Some people use coaxing to be effective, and he does not lose his temper. Some people must scold him until he loses face, so as to arouse his rebellious psychology. There are many situations.”

"You can!" Su Minglin simply stopped and held Cheng Xirong back, "Tell me more. What else?"

When asked seriously, Cheng Xirong didn't know what to say.He is used to making use of things to play, talk about whatever problems he encounters, and rarely has his own system.So he brought in new people, some of them improved very quickly, but some of them only understood some superficial technical issues.The reason is here.The actions he mentioned are too fragmented and need to be comprehended by individuals.People with high savvy naturally learn deeply. If they are close to it, they should ponder it slowly and look forward to the day when there will be a qualitative change.

"What else? Oh, of course, there is a situation where you don't need to be so troublesome."

Su Minglin asked excitedly, "What?"

"You are so awesome. If you can achieve Chen Jingtian's status, you still have to think about how to subdue the actors? Whatever you want to scold or praise, the actors can only listen."

Su Minglin's face immediately collapsed: "Isn't it the same as not saying anything! Who is Chen Jingtian? Feng Yi can only laugh when he is scolded in front of him, and he has to say 'Director Chen scolded well' when it's over! If I It can reach that level, tsk tsk...it's so beautiful!"

"So doing basic skills is the key. Is Chen Jingtian's play good? Of course it is. Otherwise, his current fame is all for nothing?"

Su Minglin nodded: "That's right. The senior brother also told me that he should practice the basic skills solidly before thinking about anything else."

It's still the same argument... Cheng Xirong laughed: "Do well professionally. Other things should be done by other people."

Su Minglin hesitated for a moment, the words were already on his lips, but he didn't say them.Cheng Xirong signaled him not to worry.Su Minglin asked: "I don't know if it's inappropriate to say that. To be honest, I don't think you are like Pan Nanxing...I mean, you are not like someone of your age."

"Seventies and eighties?"

"Not that old either."

Cheng Xirong's smile faded a bit: "Just learn from someone, the power of influence is very powerful."

"Who did you learn from?"

"Cheng Xirong. Everything comes from Cheng Xirong."

58

The play in the afternoon went well.Cheng Xirong found his status and adapted to the way of acting with newcomers, and the whole crew was very harmonious.He can talk to those people, and he has the highest comprehension ability in counting oranges, and he only needs to touch it to pass.Others are uneven, and after half a day of speaking, they have to demonstrate again.

However, Su Minglin's performance satisfied him more and more.The so-called "there are no bad actors, only directors who can't direct" actually makes sense.Unless the actor's flaws are too great, otherwise the actor's shortcomings can be remedied.

Make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses, this is one of the basic skills of a director.That's why the director likes to cooperate with familiar actors, because they know each other well, have gone through the most difficult running-in period, and know how to cooperate to achieve the most perfect state.Cheng Xirong is Chen Jingtian's queen male number one, Chen Jingtian has a drama every two years, and Chen Jingtian will come out at this time.

The last film was completed at the end of last year, and half of the first editing was done. The film is estimated to be released in the second half of this year.Considering Chen Jingtian's habit, his next drama will start next spring.But now there is no male lead, if he wants to find another one, the time will be pushed back.

Early summer at the latest, about nine months in between.Cheng Xirong had the final say, and felt that there was still something to be done.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xirong seemed a little careless, and returned the highlighted script to Cheng Zi: "You can read these tonight. If you have any questions, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Su Minglin took it over and took a look first, then changed another pen and drew a few lines on it: "Xiao Lao...Xiao Pan started from the perspective of an actor, and can help you accumulate more experience that doesn't belong to you. But from the director If you look at it from the angle of view, you should pay attention to these places. You should think about it first, and let’s go through it tomorrow and try.”

I was very happy to eat Xiaozao's oranges, and stuffed the script into my bag: "Brother Xie Lin! Thank you, little boss!"

Cheng Xirong withdrew his thoughts and turned to look at Su Minglin: "What was your name just now!?"

Su Minglin took Cheng Xirong's shoulders and led him out: "It's nothing! Let's go! After the show is free time! Do you want to go or not?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head: "No. I'm too tired."

Su Minglin leaned forward to look at his face: "Can you do it? How about asking senior brother to pick you up?"

Chengzi chased after them in two or three steps, and walked in front of the two of them: "I'm fine! I'll take the little boss home!"

Cheng Xirong: "...No need."

I have never seen Chengzi appear tired or lack of energy. The biggest characteristic of her is "vitality", and she is full of energy no matter what.This attribute is so eye-catching that Cheng Xirong often ignores her appearance, not realizing that she is also a little beauty.

As Su Minglin said, now he doesn't care about his appearance anymore.The reason is the same.

If you look carefully, Chengzi's face shape is not the one that is popular nowadays.She has a standard round face with a little flesh and a slightly short chin.But her eyes are long, and the inner corners of the eyes are a little sharp, which is another kind of cleverness.In addition, her lips are thin, and the peak of her lips is also a bit high, which makes her whole person stand out and be active.

Cheng Xirong had already thought of several suitable screen images for her, but was called back by the phrase "little boss".

"Little boss, don't be polite to me! You still talk about dramas and help me so much, so I'll just take the subway one more time!"

Cheng Xirong: "If you change your name, I can give you some photogenic skills."

Su Minglin couldn't help laughing, and waved Chengzi to go back: "You follow him, but it's not enough for him to cause trouble. I'll send him back, just in time, I have something to ask my senior brother—is senior brother at home?"

"I don't know. You can call and ask."

Cheng Zi took the key to lock the door, Su Minglin finished the phone call, shrugged: "Wait a while, brother is stuck on the road."

Chengzi opened the door again, returned the key to Su Minglin, and said with emotion: "Senior Brother Fu, this is a special car to pick you up! That's great, little boss, you are really the boss!"

Cheng Xirong didn't have the energy to argue with her, so he found a hospital bed next to the door and collapsed directly.Cheng Zi chatted with Su Minglin for a while, and Cheng Xirong listened drowsily for half of it, as if someone else he knew was speaking.He opened his eyes, and found that his vision was shaking, and he was lying on Fu Zhou's back, with his hair sticking to his face.

"I'm asleep?"

Fu Zhou gave a "hmm".

Cheng Xirong let out a sullen breath, obviously feeling that Fu Zhou's body trembled, and he almost threw himself out.Cheng Xirong was about to explode, strangling Fu Zhou's neck tightly: "What are you doing!?"

"Don't blow it!"

Cheng Xirong: "...I breathe normally."

"How can you breathe so hard?!"

Su Minglin laughed at the side: "Xiao Pan, brother's neck is very sensitive, don't mess around."

Fu Zhou kicked him: "Go away!"

Cheng Xirong was so upset by him that he couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, let me down. I'll go by myself."

When landing, Cheng Xirong leaned against the elevator wall, with his arm on the handrail: "It's also weird. I couldn't fall asleep a while ago, and I'm very lethargic recently. I don't even know when I fell asleep."

Su Minglin patted his trousers clean, leaned over recklessly and interjected: "This symptom seems to be pregnant."

Cheng Xirong: "...you should be glad that I have no strength now."

Fu Zhou added: "His fighting skills are much more proficient than you imagine."

Su Minglin moved to the opposite corner: "I've seen it before, on He Yiming..."

Fu Zhou squinted at him: "No, you don't know his strength."

Why does this sound wrong... It seems that he has experienced it.But when did you beat him up?Cheng Xirong thought about it for a while, and felt that he had very little friction with him, so why did he do it directly?

Mostly an illusion.

Cooked instant noodles at home for dinner.Cheng Xirong was too tired to move, so he went back to take a shower and then went back to the bedroom to lie down.Fu Zhou continued to catch up with work after running in the morning. He hadn't closed his eyes until this point, and he was exhausted.Only Su Minglin was particularly enthusiastic, pestering Fu Zhou to watch his new movie.

Cheng Xirong took a short nap in the hospital, but now he just felt tired, but couldn't fall asleep.He heard Su Minglin and Fu Zhou arguing outside, after a while the two became quiet, and his cell phone rang and then cut off.

After a while, the bedroom door was pushed open. Fu Zhou stood by the door and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"

Such a stupid big guy blocked more than half of the outside lights.But it couldn't stop the smell of instant noodles, it was rich and scattered, and got in from the gap.Cheng Xirong was lying in the darkness, looking at the outline of his shadow, suddenly he didn't want to speak.

Maybe this moment is too comfortable.

It's so comfortable to be dependent on others.

Cheng Xirong blinked.Fu Zhou took another half step in, and the door opened wider.The boundary between light and shadow, Fu Zhou stood in the middle.

"Are you still asleep? The phone is from Feng Yi."

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Cheng Xirong pulled up the quilt and covered his head.Two seconds later, he got out again, breathing heavily.Pan Nanxing's cardiopulmonary function is not good, and he can't guarantee smooth breathing when lying down, and he is said to be sealed.

He sat up and breathed smoothly, and said sullenly: "You pick it up. If you have something to talk about, if you have nothing to block him."

Fu Zhou looked at him suspiciously: "I bullied you this morning?"

Who is bullying whom?

Cheng Xirong sat up on his knees, climbed to the edge of the bed, leaned out and took the phone back: "I will answer it myself."

Su Minglin took a look outside the door frame: "Are you angry about getting up? Speaking of which, do you two sleep in the same bed?"

Fu Zhou shook his head helplessly, turned around and left.Su Minglin's attention returned to the previous question, and he followed Fu Zhou and begged bitterly: "Just watch me for a short period! Brother!"

"Business regulations, you don't even understand these rules?"

"No, of course I understand the business rules! Can you show me the scrap you cut out?"

"What is the use of the original material? Personal styles are different, and you have your own shooting techniques."

"But I just want to see your shooting technique! Brother! Good brother!"

"On the count of three, let go of my legs."

"Don't let me go! Hit me up—brother, why are you really hitting me!?"

……

When is Fu Zhou still so determined?I feel that he is usually quite talkative, and he has no position, no matter what I say to him.On the contrary, Su Minglin is actually very polite to people, and never touches people's bottom line.

When these two senior brothers got together, their style of painting was completely wrong.Cheng Xirong rubbed his hair, Feng Yi's phone came in again, he took two deep breaths before answering.

"what's up?"

"The tone is so aggressive? Are you disturbing your rest?" Feng Yi's voice was very low, contained in his throat, "It's still early, come out for a glass of wine."

"I don't drink alcohol."

Feng Yi was not surprised to get such an answer, and said softly as usual: "No matter what you drink, juice is fine. Come out."

Is he really stunned now?Where did you get the confidence to say such a thing?

Cheng Xirong suppressed his voice: "Say something directly."

Feng Yi had no choice but to back down a little: "I'll show you a few people."

"who?"

"Friends from the media. I made an appointment to go clubbing at ten o'clock."

When Cheng Xirong came out, Fu Zhou and Su Minglin were drinking beer.Fu Zhou looked back at him with a look of astonishment: "Why change clothes? Where are you going?"

"Feng Yi asked me to drink," Cheng Xirong paused, and added, "with a few reporters."

Feng Yi put down the beer can, patted the peanut skin on his fingertips, and then stood up: "I'll go with you."

"No. He asked the driver to pick me up."

Fu Zhou's movements were stuck in mid-air, and the rest was embarrassing.Su Minglin secretly watched Fu Zhou's expression, twisted his butt on the chair uneasily, raised his head to discuss with Cheng Xirong: "Can you drink? Did the doctor say no alcohol?"

"I don't drink. I just go to meet those reporters."

He walked towards the door, and when he passed Fu Zhou, he was held in place.Cheng Xirong frowned: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhou took a deep breath: "Are you just going to meet the reporter?"

"What else? What else do you want me to do?"

Fu Zhou pursed his lips and did not speak.

Cheng Xirong was the most annoyed that he couldn't speak clearly, and he lost his patience: "If you want to do something, just say it. I'm so tired that I don't have the energy to guess what you think."

Fu Zhou turned around and walked inside, dragging Cheng Xirong in his hand: "If you are tired, go back to sleep. Feng Yi has to go if he says so? What is he?"

Su Minglin's face was shocked, and he didn't want to understand how Feng Yi's wrist was so big that he didn't even look like a thing in front of his senior brother.

Cheng Xirong was pulled so uncomfortable by Fu Zhou that he used his strength to twist Fu Zhou's arm, but was blocked by Fu Zhou.Cheng Xirong bent his knees and pushed it forward, hitting the hollow of Fu Zhou's leg.Distracting Fu Zhou's attention, he took advantage of it and directly pushed Fu Zhou to the ground.The hat fell off, and Cheng Xirong slapped him again.

There was a crisp sound, and the movement was particularly loud.Fu Zhou covered his forehead: "Hey!"

Only then did Cheng Xirong stop his movements and retract Yang's hand that was in mid-air: "What are you doing!?"

Fu Zhou broke down: "Why did I ask you? You did it first, right?"

Cheng Xirong thought about it for a while: "Is that so? Why do I feel...it seems to be you?"

Fu Zhou let out a long breath, and lay down with his limbs spread out, forming a "big" character.After a while, he raised his hand to cover the brow bone to block the light, and squinted at Cheng Xirong: "Are you in a trance? Are you dreaming?"

Cheng Xirong's tense shoulders slumped, and his whole body became sluggish and weak. His back was not as straight as before, but slightly arched.

Fu Zhou's expression changed instantly.He turned his head to the other side, his long hair was disheveled, covering his neck and side face.He coughed dryly, but he didn't make a sound, so he could only swallow his saliva and shouted in a low voice, "Get up first!"

Cheng Xirong lowered his head and found himself kneeling on Fu Zhou, pressing on Fu Zhou's lower abdomen.Cheng Xirong is also a man and has had a stable partner before, so he is very familiar with this gesture.He himself felt embarrassed, touched the back of his neck, and was about to stand up.

As a result, his legs went limp, he just separated from Fu Zhou's body, and fell back again.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou: "...How much do you weigh?"

Cheng Xirong supported the wall next to him to stabilize his balance: "You try to weigh the bones by the catty."

Fu Zhou covered his face with his arms: "I think my hip bone is broken—Da Lin, come and help him."

Su Minglin was still watching the show, and when he heard that he had been called, he immediately put his phone on the table and kept a serious expression: "Wouldn't it be over if you carried it for him?"

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth: "Come as soon as I tell you! So much nonsense!?"

At the same time, Cheng Xirong felt that something under his body was awakening.Whether it is moving by oneself or by Fu Zhou, it is a fatal friction...

Cheng Xirong: "...You should release yourself. Young people, don't be widowed like those people."

Fu Zhou didn't take anything, and rushed directly into the bathroom.Cheng Xirong rested on the ponytail for a while, and Su Minglin touched his forehead: "It seems a little hot! Is it a fever, or... have you reacted to my brother?"

Cheng Xirong squinted at him: "What do you think?"

Su Minglin shut up immediately, and made a movement of closing the zipper on his mouth.Cheng Xirong stood up, ready to go out.Su Minglin raised his hand to signal that he wanted to speak.Cheng Xirong typed back his words: "Tell Fu Zhou that you may not come back tonight."

Su Minglin was worried and followed him downstairs.An X[-] was parked at the side gate of the community. The driver had almost run out of cigarettes, and he didn't know how long he had been here.Cheng Xirong got into the car directly, Su Minglin stepped forward, looked at the driver through the window, and then turned around to explain to Cheng Xirong.

"Don't drink. Brother was worried about you just now, so you should come back soon."

60

Feng Yi was not in the car, there was only one driver, the one he had seen before.Cheng Xirong leaned back in his chair, looked at the driver through the rearview mirror, and thought to himself.

Let Zhou Sheng's people get involved, that is to say, Zhou Sheng did not cover up Feng Yi's appointment with himself.So this was arranged by Zhou Sheng?Or is it just acquiescence?Then wait, will you see Zhou Sheng?

Regarding Zhou Sheng, Cheng Xirong was actually not very sure.

Whether it's cooperating with Fu Zhou or confronting Feng Yi, Cheng Xirong has more or less borrowed the remaining warmth of his feelings and played tricks.Needless to say, Fu Zhou is obsessed with himself far beyond his imagination.There must be a deeper obsession in a place I didn't see.As for Feng Yi, the betrayal is true, and the ten years of getting along is not fake.A few details are enough to kill him.

It happened to be Zhou Sheng... When Zhou Sheng was young, he was afraid of his father, and with Mr. Zhou restraining him, he was restrained in doing things.Later, Mr. Zhou was in poor health and retreated to the second line, and Zhou Sheng was the master of the house, lawless, and there was no one or anything that could hold him back.

He can do anything and wants to do everything.

Cheng Xirong felt a little pain in his forehead, and he relaxed with his head up, following the sway of the car.The driver focused on driving, automatically creating a closed world, isolated from Cheng Xirong.Seen from the rear, the driver's shoulders are tense and stiff.The last time I saw him was in this state, he was always in a state of tension, ready to go.

I don't know what I'm guarding against.Could it be that I have thin arms and legs now, can I still beat him?

Cheng Xirong called out, "Mr. Driver, where are we going now?"

The driver did not return.

Cheng Xirong exhaled, and called again: "Mr. Driver? Mr. Driver, Mr. Driver..."

"doing what!?"

Hearing that the other party was a little annoyed and lost his power in an instant, Cheng Xirong paused for a moment, but didn't make a sound.But it was clear that he did not intend to remain silent for long.

The driver had no choice but to respond casually: "Didn't Brother Feng tell you everything? Go to the bar."

Go clubbing with the reporter at this juncture?Feng Yi is using the most dangerous place as the safest place?He is not such a bold person.This was so inconsistent with his usual style of conduct that it was difficult for people not to suspect it.

Cheng Xirong asked again: "Which bar?"

The driver hesitated for a moment before answering, "Nine loans."

Maybe he is gay, in a small alley at the back of the downtown area, well hidden, usually passed on by word of mouth, or brought by friends.The boss is a retired senior in the entertainment industry, and he has established the source group of customers for Jiuren.Most of the people who mixed there were people who had something to do with the entertainment industry.

When Cheng Xirong first debuted, he had cooperated with that senior, playing the role of the senior's son, and had a lot of interactions on and off the screen.After the filming of that TV show, the senior issued a statement to withdraw from the circle.By the time of the celebration banquet, the Nine Lends had already started, and the main creators of the crew went to join in the show, and the teenage Cheng Xirong followed along to join in the fun.

Looking back later, the night I stayed in Jiuzhan might have been Cheng Xirong's sexual enlightenment.It was the first time he saw the same sex kissing, not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was slightly excited and impulsive.Afterwards, without telling the truth to his agent and assistant, he went there again by himself, forcing the bartender into a corner to do something, provocatively speaking, and recited all the lines he had learned from the script.

The result was of course miserable.The bartender is a senior, and finally made a fuss and asked the "parents" to get it.For this reason, the company banned him for a month, did not give him soda or any snacks, and had to take physical fitness classes every day.Cheng Xirong shaved off some of his baby fat, and when he came out for activities, his whole body transformed from a milky little brother next door to a refreshing next door class grass.

At the end of a month, the agent drove him home in person, and he slipped out that night.When the senior saw him at the bar, he couldn't laugh or cry, poured him juice, pulled him to the booth to watch, and notified Tianyu to come and pick him up.

But it's useless, people will still come after taking them away.Teenage boys are full of energy and always have endless brains.After going back and forth a few times, the senior first surrendered and discussed with Tianyu: "He likes to come here to play, let him play, I don't miss this glass of juice and milk. I don't care about it outside. Enter this door, Leave it to me, and I promise nothing will go wrong."

The agent communicated with Cheng Xirong's parents several times, but to no avail.They usually don't interfere with Cheng Xirong's affairs very much. When Cheng Xirong skipped school and was called a parent, it was his agent who came forward.What's more, Boss Jiujuan is an actor they are familiar with. He usually has a good style and has made a promise.

Cheng Xirong became a frequent customer of Jiuju, teased the clerk once, and stared at the customers who came to play when he was free.Over the years, Jiujuan has been renovated three times, and the shop next to it has also been taken in.Cheng Xirong's fame is also growing, and the time he can come to drink juice is pitifully seldom, and once in a while, he collapses on the booth and doesn't bother to say anything.

But he also grew up with Jiuzhan, and this place has a special meaning to him.

The first time I saw Feng Yi was on the stage of Jiu Ren.The first time I kissed Feng Yi was under the bar, hiding in the gap.The real confrontation was when they confirmed their relationship on the empty deck after nine proofs.

After learning about Feng Yi's cheating, Cheng Xirong went to Jiujian once, asked for a glass of water, and sat there for 10 minutes.He originally wanted to experience the feeling of Feng Yi's cheating, but looking at all kinds of people, he didn't have any energy at all, and his heart felt empty.

At that time, he felt that he might never come to Nine Borrows again.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi first helped him break the prophecy.

When Cheng Xirong got out of the car, he stood under the colorful lanterns for a while, looking up at the wooden signboard of "Nine Borrowers".Someone came out drunk and bumped into his shoulder, before he let out a breath and pushed open the wooden door.

No clearance.Now is the best time for business, booths and bars are full of people.Some drink alone, and some chat and flirt.On the stage, there was a student-like person playing the guitar and singing popular folk songs in a slow and tactful way.

Cheng Xirong walked to the bar, propped his elbows on it, and said to the bartender, "A glass of water."

The bartender is new, I met him once a few months ago when I was drinking plain water here.At that time, he was in a daze and didn't pay attention to it. Now it seems that he also looks like a student at school who came out to work.

A transparent glass filled with ice water was pushed in front of Cheng Xirong.The bartender remained on the opposite side, and asked with a smile, "Would you like a glass of wine? Today's order is——"

"No need. But if you have hot milk, you can give me a cup." Cheng Xirong paused, and added, "It will be recorded in Feng Yi's account."

61

When Feng Yi was mentioned, the waiter's expression changed, and he immediately became serious: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Feng's guest?"

Cheng Xirong laughed: "You make it sound like he is the master? What about others?"

"Mr. Feng has confessed. Do you want milk? Please wait a moment, I will heat the milk for you."

The waiter's answer was very standard and meticulous, which was obviously deliberate.Cheng Xirong knew the habit of the nine borrowers. Seniors like to use some college students, who are all part-time jobs and have never had any pre-job training.Jiuzhan's consistent atmosphere is loose and casual, and there are no standard routines from the waiters to the guests.Such a professional reception has almost never appeared in the Nine Loans.

Cheng Xirong looked at the waiter's back, tilted his head and smiled: "Did you work as a hotel lobby manager in your last job?"

The waiter turned around and showed shy confusion, frowning slightly: "What?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head and said nothing.This child is so obedient, the kind who is obedient in his bones.He probably just listened to Feng Yi's instructions to deal with himself, and he didn't necessarily know much about the inside story.In the usual way, there are only some superficial things.

But it's better than no information at all.I don't know what kind of tricks Feng Yi is playing, but he told himself to come here, and he couldn't really come to drink milk before going to bed.There must be some means.

The waiter handed over the warmed milk, and Cheng Xirong asked again: "What is the most expensive wine you have?"

"Currently there is Hennessy."

"Open a bottle," Cheng Xirong watched the waiter bring the wine, and then continued, "I'll drink it for you."

The waiter was a little panicked, standing there at a loss, not knowing what to do.It often happens that guests ask the waiter to drink, but few people flirt with the waiter with Hennessy.Occasionally, some customers drink too much and talk nonsense, and the waiter just pushes the water away and refuses to go up.

Have a beer, maybe just talk.If you want to change the bottle of Changyu Dry Red, you have to pinch your hands.Hennessy is too expensive, which means that the waiter has to pay back too much.

Cheng Xirong smiled, and pushed the wine towards the waiter: "Anyway, it's under Feng Yi's name. He can't afford to open a bottle of wine. You can drink it at ease. If you don't want to drink it, sell it for some money." .”

The two of them are about the same age, and Cheng Xirong looks younger in comparison.However, his manner of speaking is too casual and not slow, but it makes people feel leisurely and arrogant, looking down from above.

It fits the vibe of the place so well.

The waiter stuttered: "Is this inappropriate?"

Using rhetorical questions, this is tempting.Cheng Xirong asked back: "What's inappropriate? I can't drink it either. Wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away for nothing? Do you want Feng Yi to pack it and take it away?"

"In fact, it can exist here. Mr. Feng also has members here, and has an exclusive wine cabinet."

Of course he knew, the wine cabinet was opened by Feng Yi at his own expense.At that time, Feng Yi was still a nine-to-five office worker, and he sang and sang until nine at night to sell his appearance.He was often invited to drink, and he never refused, and he didn't flirt or say anything too much, just smiled at people.Cheng Xirong was the only one who gave him a VIP. On the contrary, he had deep hostility and prejudice against Cheng Xirong.

People's hearts are really unpredictable.

Cheng Xirong sighed helplessly: "What about such a shaft? Then you can keep it for him."

The waiter was stunned, probably because he didn't expect Cheng Xirong to change his mind suddenly, and he didn't dare to show his remorse too obviously.He stood awkwardly for a while before asking in a low voice: "Then do you want to drink? Or just save it?"

Cheng Xirong only drank water, and put the milk aside as a display: "Leave it alone. When he stops drinking, I'll give it to you."

The waiter's expression flickered, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the booth to the east.Cheng Xirong saw it in his eyes and understood, but he still asked: "Did Feng Yi say when he will come?"

"No. I told you to sit down first."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "Go and do your work. If you want to drink, make it yourself, and record it in Feng Yi's account."

Feng Yi was there, but he didn't show up, so he wanted to observe in the dark?Cheng Xirong didn't quite understand his move, and didn't know what he wanted to observe.It's just a student, and it's only worth a little bit if you put your own name on it.But it is only limited to name, there is no substantive connection at all.It's been so many days, Zhou Sheng hasn't checked the information that should be checked for him?

Cheng Xirong took a sip of saliva, and simply took out his mobile phone to surf the Internet.He also called another waiter to ask for the WiFi password, and made a whole show.It was already late at night, and there were still many people in the bar. There was a table of people watching the game, which was noisy.Cheng Xirong lay on the bar counter, and weakly called the previous waiter: "Is Feng Yi coming?"

The waiter leaned over to look at his face: "I don't know either. Are you feeling well?"

Cheng Xirong nodded indiscriminately.

The waiter came out from the bar and trotted to Cheng Xirong's side: "I'll take you to the back to rest for a while? It's quieter in the back, there are beds for the employees to rest."

Cheng Xirong lay on his stomach without moving or speaking.The waiter was a little anxious, and pushed him: "Are you okay? How about I take you home? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

With no response, the waiter turned and ran away.Within a minute, Feng Yi came over and patted Cheng Xirong on the shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xirong tilted his head slightly, clutching his chest: "I can't breathe..."

"Sick? Where's your medicine?"

Feng Yi was going to look for medicine in Cheng Xirong's backpack, and just as his hand touched the bag strap, Cheng Xirong stopped him casually.The bag fell out of his hand, and the contents inside spilled out and rolled all over the place.Cheng Xirong grabbed Feng Yi's T-shirt and said in a low voice, "I want to go out. Go out first."

Feng Yi raised his head, passed through the crowd, and glanced in the direction of the booth.

Cheng Xirong simply grabbed his arm and exhaled heavily: "It's so boring!"

Feng Yi had no choice but to take his arm and walk out with half support and half hug.There was a bit of commotion at the deck, and several figures swayed, looking in this direction curiously.Cheng Xirong lowered his head, glanced at him, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

There are about six people, and three of them can be identified: "Daily Vision", Qingkong Network, and Pure Fun Video.They are all magazines and portals that have a lot of contacts with Xingchen. These three people are responsible for the docking work between their companies and Cheng Xirong and Feng Yi.Usually, Cheng Xirong and Feng Yi have announcements or interviews, and they come here, which has become a work habit.

Cheng Xirong was very familiar with them, so he could recognize a shadow in the dark.The remaining three people were still sitting on the sofa, and they were completely blocked by the back of the sofa, so they couldn't see clearly.

After leaving the door of Jiuzhan, and walking two meters to the side, Cheng Xirong sat down directly on the shoulder of the road.Feng Yi stood in front of him, bent over to look at him: "How is it?"

Cheng Xirong took a few deep breaths and said in a low voice, "I want to go back."

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The result is sitting dry