Perfect Two

You have to go this time, it's not like you don't know. "

Fu Zhou's expression was slightly stagnant, and he paused for a few seconds before realizing: "Are you going to ask for that jade?"

Cheng Xirong nodded, and stretched out his hand to flick the end of the note: "He didn't give it, but Yu must be at his house. I'll draw a few locations for you, and pay attention when you move the sofa."

"when to go?"

Are you not angry now?He is more eager than anyone else, and his performance is really obvious, and he doesn't hide it at all.Are you sure I don't care about him?

Cheng Xirong changed his sitting position and sat sideways facing Fu Zhou: "Are you doing the same with others?"

There was a little embarrassment and dodge at the corners of Fu Zhou's brows and eyes. He just turned his head and forced himself to look back, repeating stiffly: "What are you going to do?"

This sincere fool... is also helpless.I don't know what it feels like for those who have a family to see their children.Or as an older brother, what should be your attitude towards your younger brother?

Cheng Xirong's teasing also subsided, and he followed this person into silence.

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Fu Zhou glanced at Cheng Xirong inexplicably, and then shifted gears to drive with a puzzled expression, probably because he didn't understand Cheng Xirong's sudden change of attitude.

Cheng Xirong didn't explain either.At this point, he doesn't trust people other than himself, but he is not really hard-hearted, and he can't detect the kindness given by others.Fu Zhou was very kind to him, with a hint of flattery, and had his own purpose.

Fortunately, this purpose overlaps with my own goal, and generally won't deviate too far, so I don't think it's that big of a deal.Besides, Fu Zhou is really honest, without those false pretense.

I will worry that I will suffer from being dumb again, and I will be angry about it.As far as this is concerned, it's hard to come by.

Cheng Xirong laughed at himself and was indifferent to others, but it was really not the time when he was sought after by others.It's only a little bit better, and I actually feel satisfied.

After the car drove onto the main road, Cheng Xirong said, "You set the time. Except for the sofa and coffee table, don't move anything else."

Fu Zhou frowned: "Didn't you say you want to take the jade back?"

"The dumb thing depends on who eats it. I took the thing, and Feng Yi couldn't do anything about it. After all, this thing was originally mine, and I announced it first. No matter how powerful he is, he will inevitably be covered in dust. This He won’t do such things.” Cheng Xirong paused, “But can you move a sofa by yourself?”

"The moving company... Are you afraid that Feng Yi will cause trouble for them?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's definitely going to happen."

Fu Zhou's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he looked bitter and bitter.He usually has a sullen head and no expression on his face. Only when this piece of jade is mentioned, his face becomes more lively-although this kind of vividness is not the kind that makes people feel happy.

Cheng Xirong asked helplessly: "If he really threatens me with a few irrelevant people, do you think I can keep that jade?"

Whether the human heart is inherently good or evil is completely inconclusive.It all depends on the individual, whether it is good or evil is also a matter of one person.Cheng Xirong needed that piece of jade, but not to the point where he lost his life and there was no other possibility.If it doesn't work this time, then look for another opportunity next time and think of other ways.No matter how bad it is, if you can't get those few notebooks, it is not impossible to buy other notebooks.Fu Zhou can also write, he has that talent, and he also has the skills of screenwriting.

It’s nothing more than a slightly curved and difficult path.But the person is still there, will it be successful?

To put it bluntly, there is still a chance to choose, so I don't want to push unrelated people into a dilemma where there is no choice.

Fu Zhou murmured: "I understand...but what should I do?"

Cheng Xirong wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but when he thought he was driving, he took his hand back: "Just do as I tell you. Don't touch anything except the sofa and coffee table."

That said, there is a certain degree of certainty.Fu Zhou didn't understand what Cheng Xirong was planning to do, he could only hear the affirmation in his words, and relaxed accordingly.The previously interrupted atmosphere gradually continued, and Fu Zhou remembered to ask, "Aren't you tired after running for a day?"

This is what I kept thinking on the way to the hospital.When he saw Cheng Xirong's undisturbed face, he was dismissed, and before he could re-brew, Mo Yu's affairs were pushed aside.Don't talk about first come first served in everything, it is the priority that makes people care more.

In comparison, Mo Yu is both serious and anxious.Other things, no matter how worried and worried they were at the time, were the kind that could be taken lightly and slowly.

Cheng Xirong understands this, and doesn't compete with his past self.He ran into Fu Zhou at that time, and used him without any second choice, didn't he just fancy this?

People's hearts are firm enough, which is a reliable and stable premise.And because it has nothing to do with the current self, there are even fewer variables.

"It's alright. It's that time in the morning, and you'll be fine if you get through it."

"Can't make it through?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Can this kind of crow's mouth be cured by slapping him twice?

The job Fu Zhou took seemed to be a bit of a hassle, and he didn't stop working for a week.Cheng Xirong's filming went smoothly, but he was a little upset that he couldn't eat.This morning, he bought a sandwich at a convenience store and took it to the hospital. Su Minglin was stuffing the last bite of bun into his mouth, and said something vaguely.

When Su Minglin swallowed the fatal mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, he choked and rolled his eyes, panting and said, "Why did you buy this again? Senior brother didn't cook?"

"Well. Didn't come back last night."

Su Minglin poured half a bottle of ice water down: "Tsk tsk, I'm not going home at night!"

Cheng Xirong squinted at him.

Su Minglin changed the subject: "Why do you keep buying this sandwich? Is it delicious?"

"Average." Cheng Xirong paused, "It's better than the finger cakes on the side of the road."

Su Minglin condemned: "You are so out of touch! The roadside stalls are cheap and delicious! You insist on buying such expensive things that are not enough to eat!"

"Didn't I tell you? The hands of that pancake shop are dirty."

Su Minglin: "...How do you tell us to have breakfast tomorrow..."

As a result, before the sandwich was finished, Fu Zhou actually came.His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was a bit messy. Some strands were curled up under the hat.Su Minglin hadn't seen him for several days, so he looked at his watch: "Did you just get off work or should you go to work?"

"I'm going to catch a camera later. I'll sleep for half an hour and call me when the time comes."

Fu Zhou found a hospital bed at random and fell asleep. Everyone stood still and did not dare to move, watching Su Minglin ask for advice.A few young people are still cleaning up the machine, and it is inevitable that they will make noise.It doesn't matter if it's someone else, but Fu Zhou is Brother Lin's senior brother. He is said to be a god, and he holds a high status in the hearts of these people.

Su Minglin also hesitated.Judging by Fu Zhou's appearance, he probably hasn't slept for a few days.He usually stays up all night without being so tired, and he recovers after going out for a few laps.It takes at least two days to be tired enough to sleep in seconds.It's only half an hour... wait?Will it be bad?

Su Minglin went to see Cheng Xirong under the gaze of many eyes.

Cheng Xirong swallowed the food in his mouth: "See what I do?" After finishing speaking, he continued to eat his breakfast, and leisurely opened a carton of milk, and asked Cheng Zi to go downstairs to buy him a boiled egg.He ate very meticulously, slowly to an extreme.When Su Minglin asked him, he said solemnly that he had been feeling unwell for the past two days and had a bad appetite.

People who have a bad appetite and eat a lot, throw the empty milk carton into the trash can, take out a tissue and wipe their mouths.Su Minglin looked at his watch, come on, he ate for 10 minutes.It's not bad for the 10 minutes, just wait.

Before they called, Fu Zhou woke up by himself after another 10 minutes. He stretched his limbs on the bed and nearly rolled down.He turned over and sat up, rubbed his hair, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and went out to look for something to eat.

Su Minglin asked an elementary school boy to go down to buy it for Fu Zhou, and chatted with him himself: "Are you fighting guerrillas on the mountain? How did you make it like this?"

Fu Zhou waved his hand, put Su Minglin aside first, and handed his mobile phone to Cheng Xirong: "The manuscript has just come out. Take a look."

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The time interval was so long that Cheng Xirong didn't understand what he was talking about at first.It wasn't until I took a glance at my phone that I realized it was Wang Jingxian's exclusive interview.

"Come out now?"

Fu Zhou took off his hat and stroked his hair again. After repeating several times, he stopped: "Have you seen it online these days?"

Thinking about it carefully, Cheng Xirong hasn't surfed the Internet much these days... He has been filming during the day, and he can't see the people from Fuzhou when he goes back at night. The house is so quiet that there is no noise at all.Life and rest are as good as elementary school students. Although they haven't eaten any big meals, they are still more energetic and their face is rosy.

It seems to have grown some meat.Cheng Xirong pinched his stomach in the morning and wondered, what kind of physique is this?Can you gain weight by sleeping?It's too scary!

When Fu Zhou was eating breakfast, Su Minglin led the juniors to set up the scene.Cheng Xirong read the interview draft carefully, and pointed to a few places: "Change here."

Fu Zhou ate in the same style as Su Minglin. He almost choked on a mouthful of dry biscuits, and it took him a long time to swallow it and let out a breath.

Cheng Xirong: "...you haven't eaten in a few years?"

Fu Zhou replied seriously: "One day and one night. What do you want to change? Wang Jingxian's manuscript is not easy to change."

Su Minglin's ears trembled, and he immediately jumped over and shouted, "Who!? Who are you talking about!?!"

Fu Zhou slapped Su Minglin on the forehead, and pushed him aside: "It's none of your business—she didn't say to change it, but let us take a look."

Cheng Xirong was not so nervous: "Isn't there still you? These points must be changed, it will be good for you."

Su Minglin was still struggling, trying to lean over to take a look at Fu Zhou's phone screen, but unfortunately all actions were stopped by Fu Zhou.Cheng Xirong took out a pen and paper from his backpack, wrote two lines in a frantic manner, and handed it to Fu Zhou: "Add this. When you were there, I thought she would write it automatically, so I didn't say anything."

Fu Zhou took it over and took a look, recognized each word, and then stumbled to complete a few sentences, which was not smooth - Cheng Xirong's diction method was different from others, and he was quite confused.Fu Zhou raised his head and looked over, Cheng Xirong was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhou shook his head, and before turning his eyes back, the eyes became deeper and deeper.Cheng Xirong got goosebumps, and his scalp was a little numb.Generally, when Fu Zhou showed this kind of look, he was thinking about something in his heart and had already made up his mind.

What can I think about now?He was worried that it would be inappropriate for Wang Jingxian to change the manuscript?Afraid that Wang Jingxian would be angry?

Not at all.Cheng Xirong still knew Wang Jingxian.It is difficult to change the manuscript she wrote, but the difficulty lies in the fact that the responses given by those artists are simply nonsense, and many of them are unreasonable.For example, the description of the female star's clothes is not fresh enough, or the artist's state at that time was not mentioned. The day was a healthy and energetic route, and the manuscript didn't even mention it.

Cheng Xirong himself found it annoying to change this kind of thing, and never bothered Wang Jingxian with such small details.Every time he reads Wang Jingxian's manuscript, he marks the places that need to be changed, and adds a label to explain the reason.Generally, Wang Jingxian can be convinced by those reasons, and there is no situation that cannot be changed.

Cheng Xirong swallowed, suppressed the hairy feeling in his heart, and confessed: "Send this to Wang Jingxian and tell her about it. All I rely on now is you, it's too inappropriate not to mention you. She can understand everything about the studio."

Fu Zhou's eyes flickered.

Su Minglin finally got rid of Fu Zhou's restraint, and leaned forward to cover his face and cover his mouth: "My God! Xiao Pan, you are really good at making people happy with your love words!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

However, Fu Zhou seemed to have been punctured for something, his face remained unchanged, but a layer of pink gradually appeared on his neck behind his ears.

Cheng Xirong: "..." What the hell is this! ?Why are you still ashamed?

It may be that Su Minglin, the little fat man, made such a wretched look. Fu Zhou's pink layer was forced back, and he returned to normal—even more serious and rigid, except for that layer. Coiled into a curl of smoke, farther away from himself.

Cheng Xirong felt that he couldn't keep up with the thoughts of young people, and didn't understand what they were thinking at all.

After offending Fu Zhou, Su Minglin was afraid of being beaten, so he immediately stepped aside and pretended to command those juniors.Fu Zhou sat with his head sullen, and it took him a long time to say the next thing: "When are you going to Feng Yina?"

Su Minglin's ears moved, and he looked this way.Just meeting Fu Zhou's gaze, the little fat man quickly turned his head, pretending to look at the scenery.After Fu Zhou threatened his younger brother, he continued, "I'm rushing another day today, and I can have half a day free tomorrow."

"AM or PM?"

"Morning. Next, I will bring a few newcomers to work on the post-production together. They will rest all morning."

Cheng Xirong: "Let me see tomorrow's—"

Su Minglin: "Don't read it! I'll give you a day off!"

Fu Zhou stood up, and before he could finish asking "Are you too busy", Su Minglin immediately fled with his head in his arms, and disappeared.Cheng Zi and Nana laughed at his jerky running posture, and the boys were quite happy with the girls.

Only Fu Zhou frowned: "Is Su Minglin sick?"

Cheng Xirong nodded: "Maybe - you will go back at night, right? Then we can just go out together tomorrow morning."

Fu Zhou drank up a bottle of mineral water, took another bottle, and rushed directly to the meeting place.Cheng Xirong changed her clothes, and when Nana was putting on her makeup, she asked Su Minglin, "What do you usually shoot?"

"do not you know?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head.It was said that it was the two he had seen, and he looked for the beginning and end of the credits, but he couldn't find the cast.There are no words on the outside of the disc, and it looks like it was recorded with the beginning and the end cut off.Besides, he hasn't had time to look for it yet, wondering if there are other films in the house.

In short, what Cheng Xirong knew was the two that Fu Zhou told him.

Su Minglin turned on his phone, poked for a long time to open a video: "This is the short video he shot a few days ago, for a travel magazine."

Cheng Xirong was doing eye makeup, his eyes were half down, and he was shocked at the first glance when he looked through the gap between Nana's fingers.In fact, it is still a documentary, but it is biased towards the humanities. The film and the people are intertwined, and it is impossible to tell which is the key point for a while.

The picture shows an old wooden house, the whole wood still retains the original texture and shape, stained by damp fog, the color is mottled, heavy and stagnant.

The tone of the picture is also gloomy.A small piece of sky was exposed in the upper left corner, and the fine raindrops drifted with the wind, forming a whole piece, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, making it dark and gloomy.

And standing in front of the wooden house was an old man with chapped skin and deep and clear wrinkles on his face.Her eyes were already clouded, and her hair was gray, half wrapped in a messy turban, and left with an even messier half.She is wearing a dress with no discernible shape, and there is a piece of peacock blue on the front of her chest, which is the only place in the picture that is full of color.

The screen shook slightly and began to move outward.

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Among the domestic directors, Wang He is famous for his documentaries, but at the same time he is also synonymous with "the picture is bright and clear".Wang He's films are highly saturated, bright and spacious at first glance.Taking a picture of food can also capture the grandeur of the royal court.

Chen Jingtian, who is as famous as Wang He.He is better at mobilizing actors, and he likes to give actors various close-ups, such as eyes, backs, fingers, profiles, etc.No matter what style of film it is, its center is the characters.Always around the actor, this is his characteristic.Because of this, his films make it easier to train actors.

In addition, there are Deng's family, Zhou Wenbo, Lu Sulan... Everyone has their own style, which is enough for them to gain a firm foothold in this industry and occupy a place.As for Fu Zhou's kind... Cheng Xirong waved Nana's hand away and was able to see the whole picture, but he didn't expect who he was imitating.

There are many directors who are good at adjusting light and shadow in the industry, but it seems that there are not many directors who use color to express the picture.Those who can use colors to the extreme are rare.After all, the core of a movie is audio-visual language, and what needs to be constructed is time and space, which means that a movie should be presented in multiple layers.

Only focus on the rendering of color, and the effect of perspective is too prominent, which will inevitably overwhelm the guest and make people ignore other aspects.This is too simple, and if it is not done well, it is like painting a PPT presentation.Cheng Xirong had worked with Lu Sulan before, she made the pictures bright red, green and colorful, it was very lively and her eyes were very busy.After reading it, my mind was blank and I didn't remember anything.

That was a failed attempt.Later, every time someone counted the bad movies that Cheng Xirong took over, there must be that one among them.Lu Sulan has long since figured out her own style, and her movies have sold well at the box office, but she has to be criticized every now and then.

Lu Sulan joked in an interview that she was implicated because Cheng Xirong acted in that film.Otherwise, the film would have disappeared without a sound, and no one would know about it again.Just kidding, the tragic history is there, even Director Lu failed to succeed, and there are even fewer people who dare to try this style.Occasionally there are a few stunned youths who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and the result is needless to say.

Cheng Xirong never thought that after so many years, he would meet another one.

It's really daring.

But after Cheng Xirong finished reading it, he secretly retracted his previous evaluation, feeling a little complicated.He really took those two photos at home?This is a little too far away...

Fu Zhou's film is only 26 minutes and [-] seconds long. The opening scene is divided into three layers, the sky, the house, and the old man.The picture guides people's visual sequence, color is a kind of relationship, and distance is another form.

A touch of bright green in the otherwise dull atmosphere is eye-catching.The proportion of the picture taken by the wooden house determines that it is the main body of the picture, which is also eye-catching.The sky only occupies one corner, and the saturation of the tone is low, which is the only place that tends to be light.

Therefore, in his pictures, there are not only color conflicts and contrasts, but also layers and structures.

It is not uncommon to be able to take into account these conveniences. What surprised Cheng Xirong was that he was able to integrate them and make the picture so harmonious.

In the video of more than 5 minutes, except for the black screen after the first screen, Likas and the production unit, the subsequent videos maintain the same style as the beginning.When the picture is dark and gloomy, there will be a rich and bright color at the same time, brightening the entire visual effect.With layers and colors, dull places will be eye-catching in layers and structures.

Looking at it as a whole, the biggest feeling is: there is no waste.

No frame is redundant, and no frame has areas that shouldn't be there.

As a director, Fu Zhou's audio-visual language coordination ability is really...beyond Cheng Xirong's expectations, and also beyond his age and experience.Just talking about this picture, it is exquisite enough, even if it is used to make a commercial film, it will definitely be a blockbuster and have a good reputation.

He just needs a good platform.

Cheng Xirong returned the phone to Su Minglin.Su Minglin asked: "How is it? Isn't it amazing? In such a short period of time, even filming and editing, to create such an effect!"

Cheng Xirong didn't speak yet.Nana sighed next to her: "Hey, I suddenly have a feeling that I will be very happy to be able to act in Brother Fu's play! That kind of feeling of being the center of the world, even if it is an old lady, she is also the number one princess in the world!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

I don't know much about today's girls.

But it didn't prevent Cheng Xirong from conveying this comment to Fu Zhou when he saw Fu Zhou at night.Fu Zhou ended with "Oh, is that so?" without any other response.

Cheng Xirong curiously found the two discs and browsed through a few more passages, still shocked that they were made by the same person.Those two films are really mediocre. Apart from retaining the delicate sense of the lens, there is no merit in it.It can be seen that there is a lot of dogmatism and strict adherence to the knowledge in books.The point is that it is very boring and makes people drowsy.

"When did you take this picture?"

"Seven or eight years ago." Fu Zhou thought for a while, and he was not sure, "Before I went to college."

No wonder.Before college, that is to say, a teenage child, any appearance can be justified.After studying for so many years, watching so much, and accumulating so much experience, he must have made some progress—that can no longer be called progress, it should be that his talent has finally been brought into play, and he can express himself through films.

Surprisingly, he could afford a camera at that time, which is still rare.Photography is a money-burning activity. Regardless of whether you have studied systematically or not, you must first have complete equipment.To be able to make a complete film, the support from other aspects is even greater.Capital, manpower, etc., should not be underestimated,

This leads to deeper issues...

Cheng Xirong paused, and asked directly: "I remember seven or eight years ago, a low-budget niche film approached me for financing, with a budget of 200 million. How much did you spend on these two films?"

Fu Zhou responded casually: "Not many. Just a few people and a few cameras."

Cheng Xirong: "The rented machine?"

"Borrowed. With a few friends." Fu Zhou blocked all the questions, "During summer vacation, it's time cost."

How can a teenager borrow such an expensive machine?Where did you borrow it from?

Cheng Xirong certainly wouldn't believe what he said, but felt that Fu Zhou's past had turned into a big mystery, and no matter where he started, it was still an entangled thread.

Cheng Xirong smiled and asked, "Where are your friends? Are you a director?"

Fu Zhou kept his paralyzed face, was silent for a while, and answered concisely: "No."

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The conversation was not pleasant, and Fu Zhou obviously avoided talking about the past.Cheng Xirong followed behind him, thinking: "Then why are you showing me the film?"

Isn't this a bait, and after the fish bites it, it finds that the hook is straight?It's so boring.

While sleeping at night, Cheng Xirong logged on to Weibo and took a look, and found that he was popular again.After Wang Jingxian's interview was published, he gained a new group of fans. When the comments and Art popped up, his phone froze.Fortunately, he is not using the official client, and the private message of the unfollowed person will not be prompted.

Pan Nanxing's previous Weibo was nothing special, and after Cheng Xirong took over, he didn't post much content, only a few words were very brief, and his personality was still a mystery.Wang Jingxian's manuscript basically filled this gap and made his image plump.

It actually pokes a lot of cute spots for women.

Cheng Xirong didn't notice it at all when he read the manuscript.All he cares about is the expression of information, making sure that the information he wants to reveal is in it.For example, the studio I set up with Fu Zhou, or the film that is being filmed or is about to be filmed.There are also some clarifications he made, and the response he wants to get through the name "Cheng Xirong".

As a result, the netizen drew key points, perfectly avoiding what he wanted to express, everything.

When Cheng Xirong saw those thickened red lines, he was indeed a little confused.Netizens don't care what he's shooting, and don't care whether he wants to win an award. They just focus on researching adjectives such as "a little shy at the beginning", "very straightforward after getting acquainted with him", and "compassionate and reserved at this age".

When it was over, it kept howling: "It's so cute! It only wags its tail when it needs to be fed delicious food! This attribute is so cute!" Some people even yelled "I want to protect the cuteness".

So much cuter?Protect?

Cheng Xirong hasn't met this kind of fans in many years. The last time someone used similar words to describe him was when he was in his teens. After the age of 20, the media commented on him as a "young hormone". Most of his sister fans have lost their fans, and they have turned into girlfriend fans.

Up to now, he can still experience the feeling of being treated like a younger brother.

Quite confused.

There was a lot of noise on the Internet all night.Because this is the first time that "Nanlu" has clearly described his relationship with "Cheng Xirong", and Cheng Xirong's old partner Wang Jingxian is doing the arrangement, the significance of which can be imagined.

The next morning, Cheng Xirong was woken up by Fu Zhou, brushing his teeth while looking at his phone.There were a lot of WeChat messages, and many students who had never been in contact with him before came together at this juncture.It really doesn't make sense.Cheng Xirong scrolled down and saw He Yiming's message: "You wait".

What are you waiting for?revenge?Su Minglin was the first to abandon that script, right?He himself has nothing to be angry about.

All the rhetoric can be said, but it may not be what it will look like when it is actually done.Cheng Xirong didn't take He Yiming seriously at all. If he didn't send a message, no one had the time to think about him.

Further down is the group chat, among which are all the people who participated in the filming of "Ward", without Fu Zhou.Cheng Xirong looked through the chat history, first Nana cut off Jingma Entertainment's Weibo and posted it to the group, and it exploded, and she sighed deeply.

There was a period of time when no one spoke, probably because they went to long Weibo.Afterwards, Chengzi happily posted: "The official seal of Whale Horse is the little boss!"

Su Minglin: "Where is it written?"

Cheng Zi: "Boss Cheng's closed disciple! Close the door, close the door! That's the only one! Isn't that the little boss?"

Nana sent an emoji: "I'll show the master later, tomorrow's lunch box can only be vegetarian."

Su Minglin: "It's okay. Xiao Pan will ask for leave tomorrow, and I have the final say on what to eat."

Cheng Zi: "Brother Lin, pay attention to your address! It's the little boss!"

Cheng Xirong was speechless as he watched Chengzi's associative ability and admired her persistence.Didn't she already take it as her own responsibility to promote this title and plan to promote it?

The following is all about the small talk between Boss Cheng and the "little boss".Nana posted a screenshot, which was a photo embedded in a long Weibo.Cheng Xirong was walking, and happened to be by the window, and the sunlight fell through the glass and sprinkled on his neck.

The shooting angle is very tricky, walking up from obliquely below, the proportion of the picture structure is very good.Cheng Xirong looked thin and straight, but he looked quite tall, and he also had a bit of a tough taste.

Nana: "Have you noticed that the photos taken by the little boss look so good! They are white and clean, and they look so tender!"

Chengzi: "The little boss is so cute!"

Seeing the word "cute", Cheng Xirong's forehead twitched, thinking that he might not be able to read this word again in the future.I thought it was because the description in the interview was prone to deviation, but looking at it now, not only the text, but also the photos are a bit bad!

But why don't I feel it myself! ?Obviously it makes me tall and mighty!

Nana took a look at Su Minglin and asked: "Did Master Fu take the picture? I think the seal looks like a word 'Fu'."

Su Minglin: "It's my brother's watermark."

Nana: "You are familiar with Master Fu, ask him to get the original picture!"

Su Minglin sent a wretched smile: "What do you want to do!?"

Orange: "It must be kept for licking the screen!"

Su Minglin: "Then you have to ask my senior brother if he agrees or not."

Cheng Xirong conveniently dragged Fu Zhou into the group, then intercepted the previous conversation and posted it.

Su Minglin: "........."

It wasn't until when he was going out that Fu Zhou saw the WeChat message when he checked the time. He clicked a question mark and asked Cheng Xirong.

Cheng Xirong finally had a hot breakfast and was in a good mood: "Kids are messing around, don't pay attention to them."

Fu Zhou really had to ignore it.His usual social activities are very practical, they are all offline, make a phone call and then go to dinner or play together.If there is no activity, there will be no contact for a long time.The network is mainly used to send and receive emails.

Su Minglin made several expressions in succession, mourning that the two of them stopped talking, this is definitely Ling Chi.Cheng Zi lit a wax for him, followed by a row of shapes.

Fu Zhou glanced sideways: "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Xirong: "You guys are really interesting."

"Isn't that your classmate?"

Cheng Xirong continued to look at the phone calmly, and responded casually: "Yes! But it's too stupid, I don't want to admit that it's my classmate."

Normally, when Cheng Xirong praised himself so narcissistically, Fu Zhou would not want to talk to him and just kept silent.After many times, Fu Zhou actually learned to change the subject, and this time he asked, "How was the interview?"

"Let's see, it's still on Top - thank goodness someone finally realized that I'm an actor."

"Ok?"

“Finally the focus is back. Now people are starting to look forward to our drama.”

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At the beginning, Cheng Xirong felt that he had a good grasp of Fu Zhou's character, and whether he wanted to be aggressive or caress was under his control.As a result, the longer it took, the more he felt that Fu Zhou was difficult to understand.

His boredom was not ordinary. Under the silence, he hid a lot of twists and turns.It was better at first, but when I probed deeper, I realized that it was impossible to see through or guess at all.

Just like now, Cheng Xirong doesn't know whether he said something that hit Fu Zhou's point, or he was driving the car and thinking of something pleasant.He was very relaxed all the way, the corners of his mouth and between his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed.

Unbelievable.It stands to reason that it is related to Moyu Pixiu, so he should be very tense.

Cheng Xirong put away his phone and chatted with him: "Aren't you going to ask me what I'm going to do?"

"Didn't you say that?"

When did you say that?On the contrary, Cheng Xirong made Fu Zhou confused. After thinking about it, he confirmed to Fu Zhou: "Then tell me, what am I going to do?"

"Go move the sofa."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Recently, I feel more and more unable to keep up with the thinking of young people.In particular, Fu Zhou is different from ordinary young people, and his way of thinking is even more straightforward.

Cheng Xirong nodded helplessly: "That's right, we are going to move the sofa."

The car is far away from the urban area, the intercity roads are spacious, and there are few vehicles passing by.The host of the radio station tried his best to tell jokes, trying to amuse the people on the road, but the effect was not obvious.Cheng Xirong tapped his fingertips on the door armrest and then relaxed.

In fact, Fu Zhou, a big fool, has a clearer heart than anyone else, and he is very precise in grasping his measures.He is the most straightforward one, just ask if you have a question, and ask directly if you don't understand.On the contrary, when he kept silent, it was because he understood very well and had enough confidence.

Cheng Xirong didn't know what he was relaxing, but after watching this for so long, he couldn't be wrong.

After thinking about it again, Cheng Xirong felt that this guy didn't ask or guess, and he didn't worry if he didn't tell, and he did what he was asked to do, and he was really obedient.He probably... trusts himself?So don't worry and don't worry about it.

As soon as this thought started, Fu Zhou suddenly asked, "Have you contacted Feng Yi yet?"

Cheng Xirong: "...No."

"What if he's not at home? Give him a call first."

He took back the thought just now, he was really worried!A mother's heart!

Cheng Xirong called Feng Yi when he was about to reach Ocean City, and put it directly in Fu Zhou's ear without saying a word.The people on both sides were a little stunned, and they said "Hello" and became embarrassed.

Fu Zhou cleared his throat and spoke first, "I'll be at your house right away and get the sofa ready."

After finishing speaking, he himself felt that the atmosphere was too strange, so he gave Cheng Xirong a hard look.I have heard kidnappers asking for money, and also exchanging important information.For a sofa, it is estimated that there will be no second one in this situation.

Cheng Xirong didn't expect that he would speak in such a "tearing ticket" tone, choked a sip of water into his throat, coughed while holding the locker in front, and couldn't stop laughing.Fu Zhou was speechless, and the result of his anger was silence.Cheng Xirong just loved seeing him like this, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

The interest has not lost, the car has arrived at the gate of Ocean City.It was the same security guard from before, bent over to look in through the driver's window, and greeted Cheng Xirong: "Are you here again?"

Last time, in order to sneak in, Cheng Xirong directly said that he had made an appointment with Feng Yi, so he pretended that Feng Yi was at home.In the end, the security guards really let him go, and everyone seemed to know him.If you think about it carefully, it can only be useful if you have registered for the previous visit.The security and property here will target visitors and track and record the owners.The security guard didn't stop him, which means that the identity of "Pan Nanxing" is already on the white list.

It could only be that when the security guard confirmed it to Feng Yi, Feng Yi acquiesced.It means that Feng Yi allows this person to move freely within the community and bear possible risks for this.Whether it is your own residence, or for other residents, as well as those public facilities.Whenever something goes wrong, Feng Yi will bear half of the responsibility.

Cheng Xirong didn't think about the further meaning, and stopped in time.

I was right last time, Feng Yi was sleeping at home, so he set up a siren.This time with a long memory, Cheng Xirong asked the security guard: "Has Mr. Feng gone out?"

"I came back not long after I went out. I just went in. You can't get in the car, so get down and walk."

Cheng Xirong: "In about 10 minutes, a moving company's car will come. Please register and put it in."

The security guard was surprised: "Are you going to move in?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head: "No. Mr. Feng's furniture was given to me, and I will take it away."

When Fu Zhou was parking on the side of the road, he asked, "Mr. Feng?"

Cheng Xirong sighed, "Otherwise what would it be called?"

"You are very familiar with security guards."

I was familiar with it before.Occasionally, some fans would be able to find his address and send some small gifts without writing the house number, just marking "Received by Cheng Xirong".From the beginning of the decoration, one was collected every three to five times, and they were all placed in the corner of the security room.When Cheng Xirong came to see the progress of the renovation, he pulled away one batch at a time.

He came and went, before he checked in, he had a lot of communication with the security guards.

I can't tell Fu Zhou about these things, so Cheng Xirong can only talk about what happened last time: "I told you everything, there was an arrangement before I went in to see Feng Yi."

"These security guards are your arrangement? Something really happened. Do you think they are protecting the owner or a stranger?"

"Protect me." Cheng Xirong opened the door and got out of the car, "Anyway, I have my own way."

Fu Zhou didn't believe it, and Cheng Xirong didn't bother to explain.Anyway, that's the end of the topic, so I won't go any further.According to the security guard, Feng Yi had just left the house and abducted him after receiving a call from Cheng Xirong.In short, when Cheng Xirong saw Feng Yi, he was well-groomed, with tidy hair and decent clothes.

It was quite different from the depressed and slovenly look before.

Before the moving company arrived, Cheng Xirong sat down on the sofa first, rubbed his palms twice, raised his head and said to Feng Yi: "I'll look after your things later. People from the moving team come and go, so it's hard to say what's missing .”

The corner of Feng Yi's mouth twitched.

Cheng Xirong then smiled slightly: "I'm serious. I told you before, if you don't give it to me, I will use force. If you think it's inappropriate, we can find a place to reason."

Fu Zhou took a step forward in a timely manner, the provocative meaning was very obvious, and he had the urge to strike at any time.Cheng Xirong maintained his superficial smile, and secretly sighed in his heart: This idiot really has a lot of scenes, and he will add more to himself.

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