Perfect Two

, to understand the specific process.Take a picture for everyone to see, so that each other can feel at ease.Do you mind? "

Cheng Xirong said solemnly, "I have a cameraman with me. Fu Zhou, take a picture and send it to Lawyer Yan."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Lawyer Yan: "..."

The professor squinted his eyes, glanced here through the gap on the top of the reading glasses, and smiled: "This kid!"

When it comes to taking pictures, Fu Zhou is indeed more professional. He is not only good at composing pictures, but also knows how to make use of his strengths and avoid weaknesses.Cheng Xirong is really not photogenic at the moment, his face is bloodless, and he is haggard and spiritless, which makes it even uglier when photographed.Fu Zhou went to the car to get the camera, came back to adjust the light and focus, and asked Cheng Xirong, "Do you know how much I pay for the camera?"

"I invite you to eat ramen tonight."

Fu Zhou pressed the shutter on the few of them, looked at the effect, and adjusted the light again: "Don't worry. Go back and rest when you're done."

I can't ask for it...

The old professor didn't care whether it was exposed or not. He looked at it calmly for a long time before giving an affirmative answer: "It is indeed that piece of jade. Here is the appraisal report. I have kept it for several days, and finally I can return it."

Fu Zhou took pictures of Yuhe's identification report, borrowed a power supply, and turned on his own computer to edit the pictures.Lawyer Yan and the young apprentice were stunned. The young apprentice couldn't control his mouth, and said with emotion: "This needs to be repaired? Is there anyone in the entertainment industry who doesn't repair it? The faces we usually see are like this, so beautiful. , are they all fake?"

When Fu Zhou really started to operate the software, the little apprentice silently took back his words——Fu Zhou focused on repairing that piece of jade.As for the portrait, after adjusting the color, he added his own stamp and it was done.After he adjusted the pictures, Cheng Xirong's formalities hadn't been completed yet, so he pulled out a video from his card and edited it when he was bored.

The little apprentice saw his fingers using various shortcut keys on the keyboard, and said with emotion: "You must be very good at playing games."

Fu Zhou is not humble at all: "It's not bad."

Cheng Xirong put away a pile of documents, raised his head and asked, "Are you still playing games?"

"I used to call." Fu Zhou put away the computer, "Can I go now?"

Cheng Xirong shook the brown paper bag in his hand: "Let's go."

It was already very late, Fu Zhou found a pack of soda biscuits in the car, and filled his stomach with mineral water.Cheng Xirong ate too late at noon, and his stomach felt uncomfortable, so he didn't feel hungry at all.The surrounding neon lights are flickering, and the bustling city is another manifestation at night.

Fu Zhou drank up the rest of the water before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Xirong looked at him sideways: "Are you a little thinner?"

"Maybe, I haven't eaten much or slept much recently." Fu Zhou wiped his mouth, looked at the brown paper bag, "What is this?"

"Stuff from a will."

Cheng Xirong broke the seal in front of him.Inside is a photo album, the old-fashioned one, with two photos on a page, about twenty pages.However, the photos inside are very new, they are all photos of Cheng Xirong's life, judging from his age, it is just a few years ago.

The dress is very casual, mostly lazy vests, with a pair of shorts and a pair of flip flops.The hair is fluffy and slightly messy, leaning against the pillar with a cigarette in his mouth to play with his mobile phone, or lying in the middle of a pile of pillows, drunk and laughing wantonly.

Fu Zhou was obviously shocked by this photo album, so he grabbed it and flipped through several pages.

Cheng Xirong almost let the edge of the album hang on his hands, and hurriedly took it back: "What's the matter? Haven't seen his private server? So excited."

Fu Zhou swallowed and took a deep breath: "I took these pictures..."

Cheng Xirong: "You filmed...you filmed it!?!"

Fu Zhou was very sure: "It's definitely me. The album is also mine... There is a steering wheel on the back cover, which I drew on it when I was bored."

When Cheng Xirong turned to the end, the ink had faded, but there was indeed a hand-painted steering wheel—actually, there was no need to look at it. Cheng Xirong had followed this photo album for so many years, so of course he knew there was a small hand-painted one.

No wonder the first time I saw Fu Zhou's profile picture on Weibo, I felt so familiar...

I really don't know what to say...

Putting a photo album in the will has no special purpose.Cheng Xirong took it out of the bookshelf casually, flipped through it and found it had no effect, so he stuffed it into the file bag and took it to the office.It is mainly used to hold the contracts and reminder cards of bank counters—the reminder cards are too small, and it seems nondescript to put them directly in the file bag.

The problem is that this photo album... was picked up.At first, he was worried that he had met an illegitimate meal. The company sent a lot of people around him, but no suspicious person was found.Later, I suspected it was a paparazzi, but after waiting for a few days, there was no splash.Think about it carefully, how can the paparazzi put the photos in a photo album?

This matter is over.Seeing that the photos were taken well, Cheng Xirong put away the photo album and kept it on the bookcase at home.This happened several years ago. After such a long time, Cheng Xirong has gotten used to the existence of photo albums, and he regards them as being taken by some photographer specially for him.

Life is really a circle, going around and around, anyway, I will go back.

But I didn't expect to come back to Fuzhou!Cheng Xirong never knew that he would have a starting point, and it was on a stranger!Strangers who didn't know anything before that!

Cheng Xirong opened his mouth a few times, swallowed all the words, and finally asked: "Are you sure you took this picture?"

Fu Zhou became anxious: "I took it. Four years ago, the camera and video camera I used are still at home." He reported the model of the camera, and even remembered the price clearly.Cheng Xirong had zero interest in photography, and he only listened to these shots occasionally, which made his head dizzy even more.

The two were silent for a while, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Cheng Xirong asked, "Where did you shoot it?"

Fu Zhou asked, "Why is it in his hands?"

The two spoke together, their voices collided, and Fu Zhou was slightly better.Cheng Xirong was silenced for two seconds because of his low voice: "I don't know."

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Taking advantage of the silence, Cheng Xirong asked again: "Where did you take this photo?"

Fu Zhou suddenly became vague, and replied indiscriminately, "A bar."

It's probably him.Cheng Xirong found it in Nine Loans.At first, the waiter saw it, and seeing that there was no one in the seat, he put it away.After closing the next morning, another bartender looked through it and thought it was Cheng Xirong who dropped it here, so he gave it to Uncle Tian.It was passed into the hands of Cheng Xirong several times, but the owner has never been found.

Cheng Xirong asked again: "Which bar?"

After Fu Zhou said "I don't know", he changed the topic: "How could it be in his hands..."

Fu Zhou probably didn't expect any response from Cheng Xirong, so he was silent for a while, and then asked, "What does it mean that he was put in the will?"

It's really meaningless!It is indeed easy to take!If a copy of "Three-Body Problem" was pulled out at that time, what appears in front of you now is a science fiction novel.What could this mean?Can it still be said that the actor left clues to imply that fans should resist the invasion of aliens?

Cheng Xirong himself was still puzzled, not knowing when Fu Zhou secretly took pictures of himself, nor why he lied.Nine is not a small restaurant on the side of the road, forget it after eating.There are only a few gay bars in the city, and this one is the only one that mainly targets people in the entertainment industry.It is a very profound experience to have been there once, how can you forget it?

What's more, judging by the clothes on the photo, the candid photo process must have taken a long time.Just my own watch has two different ones, and there is another set that I don't wear anything.Four years ago, although I slowed down my pace of work, there were still very few opportunities to go to Jiuzhai for half a day.Fu Zhou can take pictures at least three times, how long does he have to stay there?

Four years ago, he was only 24 or [-] years old.A person can forget the bars he often goes to at this stage, so he has completely lost his memory, right?

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Cheng Xirong broke the deadlock first: "Let's see and then talk."

Originally, I thought that I would take out the order contract and reminder card by myself, pretending to discover it by accident.In this way, the next step can be carried out. Go to the bank when you need to go, contact whoever you need to contact, and take things when you need to get them.But now... the photo album is still in Fu Zhou's hands... It seems that he doesn't intend to let it go.

Fu Zhou glanced at the photo album suspiciously: "What?"

Cheng Xirong guided him: "Maybe there is something inside. Take a look first."

Fu Zhou pulled himself back from the shock, frowning with concern.After digging out the A4 paper and a small card in the empty bag, Fu Zhou gave up the previous entanglement temporarily, and exchanged another kind of more profound shock.

Fortunately, he didn't ask "what is this", and directly reflected the power of action, opening the A4 paper and scanning.Of course Cheng Xirong knew what was written in the things he pretended, but in order not to reveal his identity, he had to pretend not to know, poking his head curiously.

It's so hard to play someone else.

After reading the contract, Fu Zhou handed it over to Cheng Xirong, and immediately asked, "This kind of thing should come with a key, right?"

It was the one that Cheng Xirong kept in his bag all the time.When he made his will, he should have put these pieces of paper in the photo album, and he thought he did.As a result, after making the will, a month later, when he went back to his parents for dinner, he realized that the key had fallen out and was put in the key box by his parents.

Cheng Xirong and Feng Yi have several residences in the city, and they all have backups with Cheng Xirong's parents.What is in case is that one day the key is locked at home, and another person can't catch up on the set or after an announcement.His parents found him an old candy box. The living room and room were equipped with anti-theft windows, and the keys were piled up in a mess. A key from a bank counter was mixed in, which was not conspicuous.Cheng Xirong kept the key there, and after the accident, he took the key out under the guise of taking the book.

He always carried the keys with him, and Cheng Xirong took his backpack very seriously.Until Fu Zhou gave him the bedroom, he happened to be going to see Feng Yi, so he took out the key and put it in the book under the pillow.Fu Zhou never came back, so Cheng Xirong didn't bother with the key anymore, just looked at it every day and it was still there.

That's why he was so unscrupulous later, when he went to jump into the swimming pool in Ocean City, he dared to hang his bag outside casually.Including today, Feng Yi went to check his bag several times, he didn't know it.Anyway, there is nothing important in the bag, let Feng Yi touch it casually.It's the same nature as Feng Yi calmly dragging out the jade pendant to show him.

Now that Fu Zhou asked, Cheng Xirong hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's in your house."

Tell the truth.If Fu Zhou had other thoughts and thoughts, it was his own destiny, and no one could blame him.

Fu Zhou nodded: "I see. Now go home and sleep for a while."

It was very silent on the way back, Cheng Xirong couldn't fall asleep, and all his attention was on the driver's seat next to him.If Fu Zhou wanted to do something to him now, he really didn't have the ability to resist at all.Physical suppression is absolute, and he can easily obtain all the information.

The card has the information of the bank's counter, the contact information and ID number of the custodian, and even the password.The contract is also in the car, as long as he goes back and finds the key, Fu Zhou can take out the contents by himself.

He can take the so-called inheritance for himself.What Cheng Xirong left behind completely belonged to him.

After driving all the way home, the interior of the car was eerily quiet, and Fu Zhou didn't even make a sound.After the car stopped downstairs, he called Cheng Xirong in a low voice and told him to go upstairs.Cheng Xirong held the wooden box and file bag, and leaned against the elevator wall, a string in his heart was stretched to the limit, and it would break at any moment.

After entering the door, Fu Zhou asked Cheng Xirong to sit and rest first, and poured a glass of water over for him.Cheng Xirong watched him enter the bathroom, stood up and dawdled to the bedroom to take out the key, and stood at the door of the bathroom to watch.

Fu Zhou was squatting beside the bathtub to adjust the water temperature, he caught a glimpse of Cheng Xirong approaching from the corner of his eye, stood up and wiped off the water on his hands: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xirong handed over the key.

Fu Zhou looked down for a while: "Is it like this? I know, when did you go to the bank, tell me in advance, my side—"

"Don't you want it?"

Fu Zhou's words were interrupted, and his tongue was almost tangled together: "I know what he keeps. Those things... are for you. If I want it, I will go for it."

"Fight?"

Fu Zhou put the towel back and said casually, "After the water is done, let's soak in the water and rest. Do you want to eat or not?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head: "I'm too tired. You can eat."

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Except for carefully looking at it a few times when he came out of the office, Fu Zhou never touched those things afterwards.

Cheng Xirong soaked for a while, washed his body, and went to sleep with his wet hair.He didn't know when Fu Zhou left, but when he opened his eyes and saw Su Minglin's big face in front of him, he reached out to grab him.

Su Minglin yelled: "Hey, what are you doing! It's me! Why did you hit someone as soon as you woke up!"

Cheng Xirong recognized it belatedly, threw back the pillow to cover his face, and calmed his breathing: "Why are you here?"

Su Minglin rubbed his neck with lingering fears: "Senior brother asked me to come here! He still has work to do at night, so he left after eating. He was afraid that you would get sick at night, so he asked me to come and watch you. I See how you are now?"

I can beat people with my hands, it seems that it is almost better.

Cheng Xirong turned over, his thinking was slow for half a minute, and he realized when he was about to fall asleep again: "You have been guarding here all night!?"

Su Minglin nodded, but became excited instead: "Senior brother gave me a lot of films he made before!"

It's so coaxing...

Cheng Xirong sat up, rubbed his left shoulder and said, "Go to sleep for a while. I'm fine."

"I'm not sleepy. I'll go back after a while of filming." Su Minglin paused, "We're still in the post-production stage, and time is still pretty tight. Did you see the news?"

Cheng Xirong wakes up early and his brain is not working well, no matter what he does, he is slow: "What news?"

Su Minglin became even more enthusiastic: "Yesterday, the Internet was very lively! Half of it was related to you! You are better off, shut the door and sleep, and don't care about anything."

Cheng Xirong: "..." I'm not in good health, is it my fault?

Cheng Xirong got up to wash up, and when he was eating breakfast, he checked the hot spots and squares on his mobile phone, only then did he know what Su Minglin was excited about.

It's really a big deal...

At first it was Feng Yi's activity, but the little boss Nan Lu suddenly rushed over, causing chaos on the scene.Some people were injured because of this, and the little boss himself also passed out due to heatstroke, and was hugged by Princess Feng Yi.The atmosphere is ambiguous and a little subtly disharmonious.

This incident first sparked a firecracker among the fans of the three families, and it was very fierce when they first came out.Weifan and CP fans stood on each side, and in the end they didn't know how many groups of people ended up, the chaos was terrific.There are also those who simply pinch the organizers, and some who advocate fans to follow stars rationally to avoid unexpected situations.

In short, the scene was completely out of control, and the navy was useless.

Not long after, someone posted a video of Fu Zhou helping Cheng Xirong to go out.When they arrived at the door, Fu Zhou was still squatting in front of Cheng Xirong to carry him on his back, and Cheng Xirong even brushed Fu Zhou's shoulder in a "coquettish" manner.Those who fought before were all slapped in the face, staring at this new character in a daze, unable to understand the direction.

The brain hole is really big... How did you come up with the word "acting like a baby"?Cheng Xirong checked Fu Zhou's Weibo and found that he hadn't been captured yet, so it seemed that Fu Zhou's identity hadn't been picked up yet.If the reason...

It may be because the official map issued by the law firm tracks and records the latest progress of the will.This is the second handover item in Cheng Xirong's will.The first item is the establishment of the Newcomer Award, but because of Feng Yi's involvement, the reports and publicity plus Feng Yi, Cheng Xirong's attention has been suppressed.And it hasn't been completely processed yet. There are several reports that the water splash is not big.

But the nature of Moyu Pixiu is completely different.It's totally personal.How many netizens are able to act and film?A rookie award doesn't affect them at all, anyway, it's not their favorite artist to compete for this award.But reading gossip is something everyone is happy to do.

To this extent, Cheng Xirong's will has become a "national will", and everyone is very concerned about it.Everyone wants to know what will happen if a will is made without directly specifying the object, but this kind of coded transfer is used.

Su Minglin leaned over and said, "Is that jade taken by senior brother? It's so beautiful! The luster of the jade has been photographed! The composition is also great!"

If Fu Zhou set up a support club, Su Minglin would definitely be the number one fanboy.No matter what Fu Zhou did, Su Minglin would follow behind, waving a small flag.Cheng Xirong had no choice but to push Su Minglin aside: "Go and pull the film. Let me calm down."

Su Minglin was surprised: "Are you still not calm?"

Cheng Xirong didn't sleep well at night, and his head is still not sober at the moment, thinking things are all muddled.He needs a lot of concentration to think clearly and to smooth out all the things that need to be done in front of him.

I have to join the group the next day, so I definitely can't do it like this.The back pain relieved a lot, but his complexion was still terrible.And my ankle, it was swollen after sleeping.The most taboo thing for newcomers is to drag the crew down.Director Xie doesn't bully newcomers, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate unexpected delays.

There is still the matter of the bank safe.You have to get it out as soon as possible, as long as you register for the record and change it to your own name, you will no longer be afraid of Feng Yi's actions.

These are the two most important things. Other than that, those small and trivial things... Cheng Xirong was having a headache. Su Minglin answered the phone and said to the other side: "I'm awake, and I've had dinner. Are you okay?" , found nothing wrong."

Halfway through the conversation, Su Minglin handed over the phone: "It's Senior Brother. I'm asking if you're awake."

When Cheng Xirong took it, Fu Zhou first asked, "How is it?"

"...how about what?"

The two were silent on the phone for a while.Fu Zhou's way of caring about people is always not close to others, he is very rigid, he just breaks off a tree branch and throws it over.Bang Dang hit the bottom of the foot, fell into a big hole, and raised dust with a charming face.

Cheng Xirong changed the subject: "I'm going to the bank today, if you're worried, you can go with me sometime."

Fu Zhou confirmed the progress and time with the people around him: "Noon. I'll go back and cook for you. Then we'll go together."

I'm really worried... Can I wrap my things and run away?Where can I run?I'm about to join the group, if you find Director Xie, you can find me.

What Su Minglin thought was that the senior brother was too interested in Xiao Pan!I am worried about going to the bank to do business, and I have to rush back to accompany him.Looking at Xiao Pan like this, his body is fine!

Su Minglin looked at Cheng Xirong meaningfully.When Cheng Xirong hung up the phone and looked up, he happened to meet his eyes and was startled: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"Brother has been very busy recently."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "I know. I saw him lose weight yesterday."

"Yes. Too busy to touch the floor."

Cheng Xirong: "Then?"

Su Minglin: "Then you understand it yourself!"

Cheng Xirong thought about it, and felt that Fu Zhou really valued this so-called "relic" too much.I'm so busy, I don't feel relieved to let me go alone.

Just thinking about it, Su Minglin showed Cheng Xirong his mobile phone.On it is the WeChat message that Fu Zhou just sent: "There is something wrong with life. You buy him some food at noon, and watch him not to run around."

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There are many different ways to understand the "look at him" thing.Su Minglin had joked so many times before, and finally panicked when he saw this sentence, and felt that the taste was not right.

It smells like hormones.

If it was Cheng Xirong, what he smelled was even more wrong.Look... am I a prisoner?Want to be restricted in personal freedom?

This idea lingered in Cheng Xirong's mind all morning, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.Su Minglin was pulling the film next door, Cheng Xirong got up on his feet, leaned on the wall and moved to the next door: "Go out to eat."

Su Minglin pulled the film and turned it into watching a movie. He was watching it interestingly, and turned his head in a daze: "Huh?—Go out to eat? Didn't the senior brother not let you go out?"

"You listen to him like that?" Cheng Xirong pulled up the T-shirt he had just put on, "What do you want to eat? I invite you."

Su Minglin stood up suddenly, just said "barbecue", paused and asked, "Can you do it? Can you walk?"

Of course not, otherwise I was leaning on the wall to look good?

Su Minglin sat back down again: "Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you. If you go out like this, what should you do if something happens? This is about to enter the group, take good care of it, at least Can you walk over by yourself tomorrow?"

Cheng Xirong was a little irritable: "I feel uncomfortable lying down."

Su Minglin doggedly said: "Where? Shall I rub it for you?"

Cheng Xirong went back to the bedroom and lay down with the quilt rolled up, feeling uncomfortable all over.As an artist, those who can survive are staying at home.He is used to being stuck at home and has his own way of entertaining himself.But not happy.The words on the WeChat interface kept dangling in front of my eyes, back and forth, unprecedentedly disturbing.

Not long after, Su Minglin ran in again: "Xiao Pan, someone knocked on the door and said he was looking for you. Open the door?"

This is Fu Zhou's house, only a few people know that Cheng Xirong lives here now. Su Minglin is very familiar with the children in "The Ward".Xia Lanlan and Wang Jingxian, Su Minglin has also met.Besides... Feng Yi?

That's even more impossible.If Feng Yi knocked on the door, he would doubt his identity just by hearing the sound.Will Su Minglin still come to ask himself?The door must have been opened immediately to let him in.

Others, I really can't think of anyone else.If someone is looking for you, shouldn't it be at school?

Cheng Xirong looked out through the cat's eyes, paused for a while before seeing clearly, and hurriedly opened the door.Su Minglin wanted to ask who it was, when he saw an old man with gray hair stepping in, and said kindly, "I guessed that you lived here, but I didn't expect it to be so."

Su Minglin was dumbfounded, and then called out: "Teacher Yang Tian!?"

Uncle Tian smiled and said, "Hello, kid."

Su Minglin was in a bad mood: "It's really Teacher Yang Tian! He's alive!"

Cheng Xirong pressed his shoulder: "What are you talking about——Ms. Yang, you... please come in." As he spoke, he turned slightly to make way for the way.When Yang Tian passed in front of him, he paused, frowning in dissatisfaction.

Su Minglin could only stand where he was, and called out as a reminder: "Teacher Yang?"

Yang Tian sighed: "The news on the Internet is really unbelievable. Isn't it heatstroke?"

Cheng Xirong really didn't know how to deal with it because he was so concerned about it.Su Minglin looked at Cheng Xirong's face, and laughed beside him: "He just woke up, look at his messy hair, and he's not even wearing proper clothes."

Yang Tian pretended to be angry, glared at Su Minglin, and immediately sealed Su Minglin's mouth.He looked at Cheng Xirong himself again: "How could heat stroke be like this? I'm old enough to drink a Huoxiang Zhengqi water, and I'm young, it's all happened yesterday, and I still look like this today!"

Parents probably have a fixed routine and model for educating their children, and even the atmosphere is not too different.They always "repress" with a kind of authority that they think is very effective, and by the way, they want to mention their own, as an example and example, to prove how bad the younger generation's behavior is-no matter what the occasion is, and regardless of whether this fact is caused or not. Man's will arises.

Cheng Xirong thought for a while, could it be that I was willing to cause the commotion and then be trampled on?If I can control it myself, I also want my heart to be healthy!

Cheng Xirong was silent for a long time, and asked Su Minglin to find some tea in the refrigerator to make.Uncle Tian still looked the same, he was obviously a kind old man, but he was also a slobber: "What are you worrying about? Go and sit, I'm not here for tea!"

Cheng Xirong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Uncle Tian choked in his chest, neither up nor down, and smiled helplessly after a long time: "I'm old, I just feel anxious when I see you children. I'm here for nothing, just to see you .”

Cheng Xirong pondered for a while, if he stood here with his hands open for him to watch, would he leave after watching it.After thinking about it again, Uncle Tian has already come to the door, the second time, at a different location.This also proved his... persistence?

It's already very unrealistic to want to get rid of him at this time.

Cheng Xirong had no choice but to look around the room: "I should invite you to sit down. But the sofa has not been bought yet, and there is no place to sit here."

Uncle Tian didn't care about the politeness in this regard, and sat down on the small stool for eating: "Is this how you usually live? Come and sit."

Cheng Xirong: "???"

Whose house is this?Why is he more comfortable than me?But thinking about it carefully, this isn't my territory either... It doesn't make sense to be so confident.Between two people, no matter who it is, it is not the master.

Cheng Xirong sat down opposite Uncle Tian with complicated emotions, and waited for his lecture with a cute appearance.

Uncle Tian: "Tell me the truth, is there something wrong with your body?"

"No."

The answer was too fast, rampant, and directly slapped it.Uncle Tian was a little unresponsive.It happened that Su Minglin brought out the tea, and with an expression of ignorance, he babbled: "What kind of tea is this? I found it in the refrigerator, and I don't know if it's good. Teacher Yang, please try it first! People of our age , I don’t know much about tea either.”

Only then did the atmosphere ease down.

Uncle Tian took a sip, boasted a few words, and said to Cheng Xirong: "If you really have any physical difficulties, tell me the truth. My old man has no other use, and the current difficulties can still be resolved."

Cheng Xirong replied politely: "You are too modest."

Humble indeed.The miracle created by Uncle Tian is that people are not in the circle, but his name can be heard everywhere.As a movie fan, I don't have much experience, but people in the circle are very intuitive.If there is any problem that can't be solved, you can cry to Uncle Tian, ​​even if Uncle Tian can't solve it, you can still help lead the way.

Speaking of it, this is probably based on Uncle Tian's habit of "meddling his own business".For example, now, what is he thinking about himself?

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Cheng Xirong is not yet self-aware to the extent that he cannot see himself clearly.He is just a poor student, and the only thing that can attract people's attention is the little thing he wrote in his will.This is very important to Feng Yi or other people in the circle, but it is of no use to Uncle Tian.

In the past, many people approached Uncle Tian as a co-producer, but Uncle Tian rejected them all.He made up his mind to quit the circle, but he didn't participate at all.In addition to the bar, he has other businesses, and the money in his hand is enough to squander on his own.No kids and no need to think about the assets left behind.I don't have much interest in public welfare. Some people will participate in it if it is initiated, but I will not run it myself.

Such an Uncle Tian, ​​it is completely unreasonable to say that he will plot something on Cheng Xirong.But he showed such earnestness that Cheng Xirong was really at a loss.

It was the first time he was waiting for himself outside the hospital, and he could still say that he was trying to confirm his identity, and wanted to know if he was a fake.Then this time... it was a clear concern.Also came to the door...

Cheng Xirong had previously discussed the issue of future generations with Uncle Tian.That is to say, in the past few years, many actresses in the circle got married and had children. Cheng Xirong had a lot of wedding banquets, but he and Feng Yi were rarely invited to the full moon wine.Although they were all kind-hearted, Cheng Xirong was really sore in his heart and thought about adopting one.

Uncle Tian curled his lips when he heard this: "Forget about adopting. There is no blood relationship. When you get old, you may not be able to take care of you and Feng Yi."

So much so that Cheng Xirong always felt that Uncle Tian was very fond of blood relationship.The relationship between this identity and "Cheng Xirong" is ambiguous, and he is even farther away from Uncle Tian.Uncle Tian will be nice to the former Cheng Xirong, but he may not be able to like a poor boy who has nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, there is Su Minglin, the hot-mouthed person who can invigorate the atmosphere, pulling Uncle Tian to discuss from the early TV series to investors.Cheng Xirong was mute beside him, drinking tea in a muffled voice.Uncle Tian was fine, he praised Su Minglin's professionalism, and the topic turned to the recent film he was editing.

Uncle Tian was surprised: "One person has multiple roles? This is rare."

Su Minglin chuckled: "It's a breakthrough attempt or something, but it's just that I can't find a suitable actor."

"Aren't there a lot of words from the Film and Television Academy?"

Su Minglin shook his head: "There are too many people, but there are not many suitable ones. Now the directors who are working are divided into the Northwest region, and there must be some small circles in the school."

Uncle Tian shook his head: "I really can't keep up with you young people. So, Nan Xing still has a female image?"

The topic came back to him again... Cheng Xirong had no choice but to answer: "Yes. The finished film hasn't come out yet, so I don't know what effect it will have."

Uncle Tian comforted him: "It won't be bad. Next is the scene with Xie Zhiying?"

"Yes. The male lead."

"Xiao Xie's words are a bit of a bad habit. Take care of yourself." Halfway through the speech, Uncle Tian asked again: "When will you join the group? I'll go visit the class and treat Xiao Xie to dinner."

You must bring Cheng Xirong with you when you eat, and beat the side drums to remind Xie Zhiying what to do and what not to touch.Power is really a good thing. Generally, when newcomers enter Xie Zhiying's group, they have to pay attention to it.If someone is behind, then Xie Zhiying has to pay attention.

Cheng Xirong understood what Uncle Tian meant: "I understand Teacher Yang's kindness. I can handle these things myself."

Uncle Tian was surprised: "You can? Xiao Xie has no bad intentions, but after so many years, he still can't change his bad habits."

Is it possible to quit overnight?

Su Minglin was confused, looked back and forth, didn't understand what they were talking about, so he could only say that he understood: "I'm just busy chatting, it's lunch time. Does Teacher Yang have any taboos? Go out to eat or buy it?"

Uncle Tian looked at his watch: "It's true. It's an unfortunate time, as if I was in a hurry to grab a meal. My old man is not picky. Take a look and see what you want to eat."

Su Minglin held his mobile phone and said, "Why don't I ask if my brother is back? Has Teacher Yang seen him? He is the owner of this house, Fu Zhou. He is also a director and a screenwriter. They are all insiders. Xiao Pan has been with him recently."

Su Minglin probably saw Cheng Xirong's hesitation and rejection, so he was surprisingly talkative, and the atmosphere would not cool down after speculation.At this moment, he took the initiative to bring Fu Zhou in, and it was his own initiative. He felt that this was a good opportunity: Although Yang Tian was no longer in the circle, the resources he could introduce were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

If senior brother can catch up with Yang Tian's line... Although it may make Xiao Pan feel disgusted, it is definitely worth it.Su Minglin sighed secretly, in his heart, the senior brother just needs someone like Yang Tian to push him.

Cheng Xirong hadn't understood Su Minglin's thoughts yet, but when he suddenly mentioned Fu Zhou, he wondered if he had other deep meanings?Uncle Tian didn't answer the conversation immediately, and the conversation was cut off inexplicably. After two seconds of silence, embarrassment began to spread.

Su Minglin looked embarrassed, and added: "Before he said he would come back, he asked me to save some food for him."

Uncle Tian just let out a breath, and the smile in his eyes floated on the surface, blocking the deep and bottomless thoughts: "The owner... is a very simple person when looking at houses."

To a stranger who has never met, use "simple" to evaluate?Uncle Tian, ​​what happened?

Su Minglin was even more embarrassed, and laughed, and said something out of words: "Brother's film is pretty good."

Uncle Tian asked, "Can I have a look?"

"This... He has posted a lot on Weibo, do you pay attention?"

Su Minglin found Fu Zhou's Weibo, showed Uncle Tian Fu Zhou's homepage, and clicked on a video to play.Uncle Tian interrupted his movements: "I'll go back and have a look. How about this, I don't have any rules when I come to the door suddenly, it's too rude. It's better to leave first, and I will come to see Nan Xing when the owner is at home someday. "

Cheng Xirong wanted to say no, so he swallowed the words and stood up to see off the guests.Su Minglin, who was originally planning to have dinner with his senior, stood up with a blank expression on his face: "Leave? Don't you want to eat?"

Uncle Tian said: "Next time." After finishing speaking, he told Cheng Xirong: "Speak up if you have any difficulties. Cheng Xirong had an accident, and I couldn't do anything. He kept you, so I can help you a little bit." A little. Just to comfort my old man's heart."

What I said...as if I left a posthumous child...

Cheng Xirong complied, knowing that he would not look for him.It's like when I left a phone call to my parents at first, they disappeared after answering.It's all verbal, and Uncle Tian must understand.

Just as the elevator to send Uncle Tian got off, the next elevator came up.A few seconds later, Fu Zhou frowned and looked at the two of them: "Why are you standing here to pick me up?"

118

When I go home, there are people lining up to welcome me.This kind of thing, Fu Zhou would not fantasize about it, just mentioned it casually, and before the words fell, he came to Cheng Xirong again: "You don't lie down, what are you doing?"

Hey!He bluffed as soon as they met, what kind of medicine did Fu Zhou take wrongly recently?Ever since he came back from Ocean City, he has a weird mother-in-law feeling. He can wear an apron and a broom anytime and anywhere, and he wants to talk about him in Cheng Xirong's ear.

After living for more than 30 years, my parents are not so wordy.Experience a lost childhood from a partner.It felt quite novel, but it wasn't wonderful - Cheng Xirong's temper could not tolerate such troubles.

Su Minglin explained first: "I just saw off the guests, and I just missed it when I followed you. Xiao Pan will go back and lie down to rest."

Fu Zhou: "Guest? Looking for me?"

Cheng Xirong turned around and walked back, leaning on the wall and said slowly, "Look for me."

Fu Zhou followed Cheng Xirong obliquely behind, fell a small step away, and moved home with his speed.Su Minglin looked at his watch, and it happened that Fu Zhou was also back, so he went out to buy food without worrying.Fu Zhou gave the wallet to Su Minglin, and put a hand on Cheng Xirong's elbow when he entered the door.

Soon it loosened without a trace.

Cheng Xirong turned to look at him: "Xiaozhouzi?"

Fu Zhou didn't make trouble with him, and asked himself: "Who's here?"

"Yang Tian. Hey, where are you pushing?" Cheng Xirong was forced to walk towards the bedroom, let Feng Yi push him back on the bed, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll lie down. Xiaozhou Son, come and take off your shoes for Grandpa."

The sandals she was wearing had already been thrown to the ground.

Fu Zhou bent down expressionlessly, lifted Cheng Xirong's trousers, and stretched out his hand to press his swollen ankle.Cheng Xirong wanted to stop him, but before he could finish his sentence "Don't flirt", it immediately turned into a dry howl.

"What are you pressing! It hurts!"

Cheng Xirong slapped Fu Zhou's hand away, smoothed his trousers, and wrapped his legs and feet with Xialiang quilt: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't touch your hands. I can't beat you, so I won't fight you!" !"

Fu Zhou went to pull the quilt.Cheng Xirong immediately pressed the edge of the quilt, crushing it tightly.Fu Zhou didn't pull it, and he didn't call him this way, so he reluctantly took the fall.