Perfect Two

Feng Yi had a bad feeling.But Cheng Xirong just smiled, didn't say anything, and there was a lot of banter in his eyes.It makes people feel hairy.

The director called out again, this time the sound was very close.Feng Yi turned his head and saw the director walking towards him, he responded to the director first, and then turned back.He took a step back, distanced himself from Cheng Xirong, stared at Cheng Xirong and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Cheng Xirong didn't have Feng Yi's hypocrisy, and responded with the corners of his mouth hooked: "I don't plan to do anything. Instead, it's you. If you don't do anything, then we will live in peace."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not interested. It's the people around you who are interesting, do you understand? And yourself, take your thoughts back. I can only give you such a warning."

The director called Feng Yi from behind and asked, "What happened?"

Feng Yishang changed his face in seconds, adjusted his expression in an instant, and when he turned around, he had returned to normal, even a little worried: "Nan Lu is not feeling well, I was tired yesterday. Is there a doctor here?"

Cheng Xirong: "..." He splashed dirty water.

Sure enough, the director's face was not very good-looking, and he looked at Cheng Xirong for some unknown reason, and his tone was a bit sour: "Did Nan Lu go back to work overtime yesterday?"

The subtext is that everyone is rehearsing here, everyone else is fine, only Nanlu can be tired.Going deeper, the director is not happy, he thinks Nan Lu is coquettish.If this sentence is not answered well, it can deteriorate into a "newcomer playing big cards" at any time.

If it was possible, Cheng Xirong would want to use a branding iron to seal Feng Yi's mouth right now.

Cheng Xirong exhaled slowly, and said with a half-joke: "No. But the driver took me around for a long time yesterday, and later said he was looking for Feng Yi. Where can I go? I have been struggling with the driver for a long time. , and went around for a long time, it will be too late to go back."

The director's gaze immediately shifted to Feng Yi's body, and the sense of scrutiny became more obvious and meaningful.Fortunately, he didn't say anything, and knew about those things in the circle, so he put aside his previous criticism of Cheng Xirong, and told Feng Yi to leave.

Feng Yi stood side by side with the director, and when he left, he looked back at Cheng Xirong with gloomy eyes.

Cheng Xirong smiled back and raised his hand to say goodbye to him.

Only then did Su Minglin have a chance to jump out from the side and leaned towards Cheng Xirong: "You actually know, right? Feng Yi definitely has something for you! Is what you said true or false? Did he really want to kidnap you yesterday? You Did you tell the senior brother? You are too witty, I said..."

Cheng Xirong raised his hand to interrupt Su Minglin: "You ask so many questions, and this is my answer?"

Su Minglin thought for a while: "I'll go back with you at night. I can hide once, but not necessarily in the future."

Cheng Xirong glanced at him: "Your senior brother will come pick me up this afternoon."

Su Minglin: "...well, I don't worry about it for nothing. But Nanlu, this matter really can't go on like this. You used to be able to use some skills and beat people up and down quite simply. Is it okay now?"

It won't work for a while...

But you don't have to do it yourself.Someone will take care of Feng Yi.

Su Minglin didn't understand why the little boss could remain so calm.After all the calculations, he sent a message to Fu Zhou, and he didn't care about this matter anymore - he couldn't care about it either.Feng Yi won't look at him directly, and the little boss won't listen to him, that's all he can do.

When it was time for lunch, Feng Yi came over again.Chen Jingtian hasn't acted too much yet, he just blocked a dispute for Cheng Xirong before, and went to Cheng Xirong's table at noon the day before to chat with the young people for a long time.Feng Yi is different.

Feng Yi would look for Cheng Xirong almost as soon as he was free, and would rub against him whenever he had a chance.The studio is open, and everyone gathers in it.Outside of rehearsals, everyone is observing their surroundings.

The actor who made his debut wanted to talk to Zhou Sheng's assistant, and also wanted to show his face in front of Chen Jingtian and the others, trying to widen the road this time.Newcomers’ thinking is even simpler. When first entering this industry, it is inevitable that they will be cautious, pay attention to their own behavior, and observe the feedback given to them around them.

Everyone has a small nine in their hearts, seeing Feng Yi's eagerness to Cheng Xirong, they have all kinds of thoughts.Of course, surprise is the most, followed by envy.

But the emotion of envy also varies from person to person.A little more open-minded, that is pure envy.Envy can quickly turn into jealousy if one looks at it more carefully.Jealousy hurts, it hurts both sides.

Cheng Xirong understands this truth, and Su Minglin followed Cheng Xirong and rolled his eyes a few more times, and then he understood.Feng Yi... I don't know what he is thinking, whether he is aware of this problem.The result is certain, that is not within the scope of his consideration at all.Anyway, he just wants to do it, regardless of other factors.

So when Feng Yi walked up to Cheng Xirong again in front of everyone, Cheng Xirong simply asked Su Minglin to change places.Su Minglin felt a "thud" in his heart, knowing that Cheng Xirong was going to make trouble, so he sat down firmly and refused to leave.

This kind of place is not messing around with one's own temperament.

Cheng Xirong stared back for a long time, while Su Minglin buried his head in his mouth, with an attitude of "I can't see or hear", pretending to be stupid quite well.Cheng Xirong gritted his teeth, feeling irritable, kicked the stool next to him.

Just as Feng Yi was about to sit down, the stool slid out in parallel. He just sat on a corner, and he staggered a bit.

The place was silent.

Feng Yi's face turned blue, and he stayed in that precarious posture for a long time until his face calmed down, and it was still the same as before.He put down his dinner plate calmly, took a tissue from the assistant, and wiped off the soup spilled on the back of his hand.

His movements were not in a hurry or panic, just like his usual speech, slowly.

Cheng Xirong squinted at Feng Yi, waited for him to wipe the back of his hands, and then wiped off the soup splashed on the table.Cheng Xirong stood up, took two steps in Feng Yi's direction, and lifted the dinner plate in front of him.

Vegetables and oil flowed down Feng Yi's shirt, and finally landed on his trousers, making a lot of dirt.

There was a sound of gasping around, Feng Yi's assistant took the first step and bent down to clean up the dishes and rice for Feng Yi.Su Minglin jumped over, pulled Cheng Xirong back, lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing!?"

On the opposite side, Feng Yi patted the assistant's arm away, holding his breath, with an unpredictable expression.

Just looking at his actions, he actually understood it a long time ago, but he didn't want to mention it, so he pretended not to know.Cheng Xirong laughed, the same as before, with a bit of contempt and sympathy: "I said, don't pester me anymore."

The assistant paused for a moment.

Cheng Xirong added: "I can't help it. But someone can take care of you."

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