Perfect Two

After Cheng Xirong finished eating the apple, he wiped his fingers on the paper towel handed over by Fu Zhou, and then said with a smile, "I really have to thank Zhou Sheng."

Fu Zhou knew what he was talking about, and of course he also knew that he was teasing the other party, so he didn't answer.

Cheng Xirong rubbed his eyes: "I was still worried that the time would be too short for it to ferment. But it seems that Zhou Sheng's marketing is in place, and up to now, it's completely baked."

"Go to bed early if you have nothing to do. You will be very tired tomorrow."

Cheng Xirong was a little excited, so he was not willing to go to sleep.He flipped through the comments for a while, and the netizens praised "Ward" unanimously, boasting wildly.Cheng Xirong smiled while watching, and called Fu Zhou over: "I found that they wrote film reviews like Chinese test papers. What did the original author want to express? The original author didn't want to express anything, but they were able to analyze [-] characters. "

"Not so many words. One hundred and fifty to two hundred is enough."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Anyway, the interest was dispelled, Fu Zhou urged Cheng Xirong to go to bed early.The two of them discussed whether to go to bed for more than half an hour, and it was getting late.Fu Zhou surrendered helplessly: "You play for a while."

So Cheng Xirong happily returned to the sofa, lying on his back, checked Weibo, and picked out some messages to reply.Compliments that his complexion is much better, and he will say that he has a good appetite and eats well recently.Someone praised him for his reverse role in "The Ward". He said that the director directed it well, and then pointed to Lu Su Minglin's Weibo by the way.

These are all insignificant things, but they don't involve answers related to signing contracts and studios.It wasn't until a comment appeared that the smile on the corner of Cheng Xirong's mouth subsided a little, and the happy atmosphere created by one person sank.

Some netizens posted a picture in the comments, which is the scene of Cheng Xirong and Feng Yi confronting each other in the studio.Food was drenched on Feng Yi's body, which was obviously made by Cheng Xirong next to him.He didn't say anything, and his attitude was ambiguous.

Half of the people in the studio are fixed, and some behind-the-scenes staff of the TV station flow back and forth.In general, there are many people and it is very chaotic.Anyone can take this photo.

Cheng Xirong pondered for a while and decided to wait.It was too deliberate to rush forward as soon as there was any movement.Just wait a little while.

When Fu Zhou came to tell Cheng Xirong to sleep again, Cheng Xirong obediently went back to the bedroom, but still carried the tablet in his hand.Fu Zhou asked him what he was doing, and Cheng Xirong smirked: "Clean up Feng Yi. It's delivered to your door, how can you save face for him?"

unclear meaning……

Fu Zhou didn't ask before. After receiving Su Minglin's text message, he thought about it, but he didn't show it.Cheng Xirong was aware of it, and found that he was very enthusiastic about picking him up, and he often went to wait outside the TV station in the middle of the afternoon.When Cheng Xirong asked him, he said that it was too boring to revise the manuscript at home, and he had inspiration outside.

What's so boring... I always bring a spare battery, how can I be comfortable at home?

Cheng Xirong didn't mention Feng Yi, and Fu Zhou didn't ask, until now.Hearing Cheng Xirong pronounce the name suddenly, Fu Zhou paused, turned around and followed to the bedroom.

"what's up?"

Cheng Xirong didn't raise his head, but stared at the screen: "Oh, I poured food all over Feng Yi's body on the TV station before. Someone took a picture of it."

Fu Zhou also knew about this matter, and it was Su Minglin's little speaker that broadcast it back to him.Cheng Xirong was in a normal state when he returned home that day, and Fu Zhou didn't want to repeat the bad things, so this topic was over.

Now that he was talking, Fu Zhou naturally leaned over and sat down with one leg curled up on the bed: "What did you say?"

"The person who posted the picture didn't say anything. Now they have been arguing for a long time because they say that I have a backer and I am tougher than Feng Yi. No wonder I won an award."

"Other contestants?"

Cheng Xirong laughed: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe I offended other people!"

Fu Zhou: "...change the subject, did you reply?"

Cheng Xirong stared at Fu Zhou strangely: "I thought you would tell me to change my temper."

"Can you change it?" Seeing Cheng Xirong shaking his head, Fu Zhou continued, "Then I'll say nothing. That's it, and you don't have to look at other people's faces in the future."

I've never seen it before... But if I can't return to the state of my previous life, then I can't talk big.You should look at your face, you should act like a grandson, there is no room for negotiation.

I don't know if Cheng Xirong thought too much, but I always felt that Fu Zhou didn't just say this sentence casually.Like a kind of...commitment?Or hope?

In short, it is a prediction of the future.When the two of them are together, they will definitely succeed, and then they will be awesome.At that time, there is no need to look at anyone's face.

Cheng Xirong was a little happy.He seemed to be back when he was young, his mind was unstable, and he would be confused by a nice word.Then, the man flew away following those words, never to fall into the sea.

Cheng Xirong's mood immediately improved, and he showed Fu Zhou the tablet.The comment he just replied to was still on the homepage, and three or four new ones were posted on it, but only his profile picture immediately attracted people's attention.

A few simple words: "He harassed me."

Fu Zhou: "...So it's okay?"

"Just to make things bigger."

"why?"

Cheng Xirong took the tablet back, flipped through it and said, "For the next few days, Feng Yi didn't go to the studio, do you know why?"

"Have you lost face?"

"Maybe that's the case. But according to his performance some time ago, if he loses face, he will definitely get it back in private. However, he didn't come to me, didn't contact me, and didn't appear in front of anyone at all. "

Fu Zhou understood instantly: "Zhou Sheng won't let him go out."

"That's how I guessed it. Zhou Sheng is a man who, when he was among the flowers, would always get on his body." After a three-second pause, Cheng Xirong let out a breath and said with a smile, "It's kind of ironic. Zhou Sheng actually has a heart for Feng Yi. You said that Zhou Sheng usually finds so many beautiful women to accompany him, but when it comes to Feng Yi, who will be on top?"

Cheng Xirong's expression was also a little unspeakably bitter, hidden very deeply, so that the playful smile on the surface was covered up, making it difficult to see clearly.

How would you feel if you couldn't even express your emotions?Always remember that you are not yourself, and you cannot be yourself.This seems a little too cruel.

Fu Zhou looked at it for a long time, then suddenly took the tablet away, and turned off the light while putting it on the bedside.Human eyes cannot adapt to the sudden darkness, and there is a moment of blindness.But I could hear the sound of breathing coming from my ear, and there was a calm sentence.

"Go to bed. That's their business."

They... yes.It's their business.

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