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The trending search for the "Bright Sword" crew explosion accident briefly floated on the homepage for an hour or two, and was suppressed again. Zhao Kaile breathed a sigh of relief and quit the account that the girl gave him.

Zhanhang’s WeChat occasionally has news coming in, those who know him or not, are overwhelmed, and simply don’t reply to any of them, and Zhao Kaile’s WeChat is not spared either. These days, every time I open my eyes, there are reminders of ding dong ding dong Noise, noisy non-stop, so I had to send a message in the circle of friends to report safety.

On the way, a call came in from Zhanhang's mobile phone, Zhao Kaile picked it up and took a look, the note said Feng Biqin.

"Hello?" He said, "Hello."

The voice of the woman named Feng Biqin was slightly surprised: "Who are you? Where is Zhanhang?"

"Brother Hang is at work." Zhao Kaile said politely: "I am his assistant, what can I do for you? I can help pass the message, or you can call again when he is resting."

Feng Biqin said with a smile: "Oh, let's not bother him for now. I just heard that something happened to you when you were filming. I want to ask him if something happened. It sounds like he's all right."

"Yeah, it's just a little skin trauma." Zhao Kaile said, "Everyone is fine, don't believe the random rumors on the Internet."

"Hey." Feng Biqin laughed twice, and then asked, "Is he sleeping well these days?"

When Zhao Kaile heard the words, a question mark appeared on his head, thinking why he asked about sleeping as soon as he came up... What's the relationship between her and Brother Hang?How did you know about Brother Hang's problem?You can't tell your age from the voice, are you friends?

"It's okay." Zhao Kaile replied hesitantly: "I seldom suffer from insomnia. Sometimes I will suffer from old problems when I'm under a lot of pressure. I usually sleep quite well."

Feng Biqin said: "That's good, let him smoke less."

Zhao Kaile: "Okay."

Feng Biqin: "Also, try to persuade him to get those two kittens out as soon as possible. It's because they are prone to get sick after staying with these little things for a long time."

"Ah??" Zhao Kaile couldn't laugh or cry: "No, and Brother Hang likes them very much, so it's unlikely to give them away..."

Hearing this, he can probably guess who this Ms. Feng Biqin is...but why did Brother Hang write a note with his own mother's full name and full surname? !

Feng Biqin said to herself: "He doesn't listen to a word I say, and he doesn't pay much attention to me when I ask him on WeChat. I'm just an angry person."

Zhao Kaile could only carefully apologize, and listened to her complain for nearly half an hour. At the end, he persuaded her to call back later, but Feng Biqin refused, saying that Zhanhang was not persuaded, and told him to go He would get impatient after two sentences, so he didn't say anything at all.

After she finished speaking, she flicked the phone angrily.

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Aside from anything else, the two of you have similar personalities.

Not long after, Zhanhang came off the stage in his costume and came to take a break. Zhao Kaile poured water and wet wipes for him as usual. Zhanhang leaned back on the chair, ticked him with one hand, and motioned for his mobile phone.

Zhao Kaile returned the phone to him, and briefly explained what happened just now.

"Yeah." Zhanhang asked: "What did you call and scolded me?"

Zhao Kaile looked at him in shock: "How do you know that!"

Zhan Hang snorted, it seemed that, as Feng Biqin said, Zhan Hang had always turned a deaf ear to her teachings.

Zhao Kaile: "Is she..."

"My mother." Zhan Hang said lazily, "What did she scold just now? Didn't she scold along with you?"

Although he had already guessed the truth, Zhao Kaile still felt shocked when he heard Zhanhang say it himself: "No... Auntie is really... Really... …”

"She's not here, who are you bragging to?" Zhan Hang smiled half-smile, drinking saliva and looking at him: "Save all the words, and tell her someday when we meet."

Zhao Kaile said oh, thinking which day is it?Why should we meet?Is the relationship between Brother Hang and his mother good or bad?How do you feel that they care about each other but are very stubborn?

Two days later, Yu Zhengfeng's role wrapped up, and he invited a few people to drink that night, and the leading actors and creators were all on the list.

He knew that if he was too drunk, he would become drunk again, so he restrained his drinking a little, until he was slightly tipsy.Smelling of alcohol, he spoke the truth to everyone, from his hard work when he first debuted to the hardships of these years, from the small-budget movie at the beginning to the big IP he participated in, and many more The process of getting to know the actors who have worked with each other makes the eyes turn red.

Zhan Hang was sitting on his left, patting the back of Yu Zhengfeng, who coughed when he was excited, from time to time, wondering whether he was drunk or not.

"I also feel that I can't bear it more and more recently." Yu Zhengfeng smiled, but his eyes showed a little sadness: "People have to obey their old age. I was lying in the hospital that day, and I was thinking, how do I count now?" What's the matter...so I plan to wash my hands after filming this one, quit and retire."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was more or less surprised.

These were Yu Zhengfeng's drunken words, but they were also his sincere words.

Some people don't feel surprised after listening to it. After all, whether he is an old actor or not has no impact on the increasingly impetuous entertainment industry; There are no waves, planning tomorrow's schedule as usual; there are also people like Song Yiming and Zhao Kaile who express their sympathy, but know that they are weak and helpless, and can't do anything for him, so they can only watch and listen silently to show their respect.

Some people told him not to be discouraged, some said to help him find his next play, and some came directly to clink glasses to ask him to drink more.

However, Ren Jiayuan didn't persuade or stop him, he just said with a smile: "Old Yu, since this is your last play, I will give you an award."

"Then thank you in advance." Yu Zhengfeng laughed loudly when he heard this, and clinked a glass with him: "Speaking is a good thing."

Ren Jiayuan said: "Definitely."

Several people made a fuss, and the dinner table was full of happy and harmonious scenes of toasting each other, but everyone knew that Ren Jiayuan's words were just good words to coax the drunks, and could not be taken seriously.

When the partnership broke up, Zhanhang still helped his assistant to help Yu Zhengfeng to the side of the car, and Zhao Kaile followed behind with his coat in his hand, still gloomy and a little bored.

"When I came here, I said that I must drink less, but I couldn't control it." The assistant thanked Zhanhang embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to trouble you again."

"It's okay." Zhan Hang said, "Go back and ask him to drink less."

Before Yu Zhengfeng was completely drunk, he laughed again when he heard the words: "You boy..."

Zhanhang raised his voice slightly towards the drunk, and said, "Uncle Feng, I'm Zhanhang. Go to bed early when you get back, and I'll be leaving first."

"Got it, I'm still deaf..." Yu Zhengfeng said vaguely, "Get lost."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep on the back seat, snoring loudly, the assistant said goodbye to everyone, and drove away.

Zhao Kaile shook off his coat and put it on for Zhan Hang. Zhan Hang opened his arms slightly and looked down at him.

"He has persisted for so long, why didn't he continue to persist?" Zhao Kaile said, "What if this drama explodes."

Zhanhang couldn't answer, so he reached out to touch his forehead.

Zhao Kaile is still a little depressed, he doesn't seem to be just sympathizing with Yu Zhengfeng's experience, he is even more afraid that Zhan Hang will end up in such a result one day.When the time comes, will Zhanhang still be as determined as he is now? When Brother Hang becomes Uncle Hang, he might even get angry like a sick lion, only grumbling, but no one is afraid of him anymore.

Zhan Hang said: "I can only be sure of one thing. I will not regret my current choice in the future. Yu Zhengfeng should be the same as me. He lived more than [-] years longer than us. What can't be figured out?"

Zhao Kaile nodded, arranged his clothes for him, and put his hands back in his pockets peacefully.Zhanhang hesitated for a moment, an impulse flashed in his heart, and he walked forward uncontrollably.

He wanted to give him a hug.

"Why are you here?" A drunken male voice suddenly appeared, successfully interrupting Zhanhang's thoughts, and then stammered, "Zhao, Zhao Kaile."

Zhanhang: "......"

"Yiming?" Zhao Kaile looked back at him, looked around again, and asked, "Why are you alone? Where's your assistant?"

"I don't know." Song Yiming scratched his head and said, "I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, you...you all left."

Zhao Kaile sighed: "Let me make a call for you, do you have your mobile phone?"

"Let him fight by himself." Zhan Hang pulled Zhao Kaile back with one hand, frowned and reprimanded, "He's your boss? Why do you keep worrying about him?"

Zhao Kaile staggered and looked at him strangely.

Zhanhang was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll help him."

A few minutes later, Song Yiming's assistants who couldn't find their boss and were about to go crazy rushed over in a hurry, and received a thank you to Zhanhang, almost crying with joy.

"Take care of your own bosses, really." Zhan Hang reprimanded angrily: "So many people can't look down on one? What are you doing?"

How could those people dare to speak, they only lowered their heads and Ren Zhanhang cursed fiercely before sending them away respectfully.

Saying goodbye to the second drunk, both of them were a little tired, Zhao Kaile drove back to the hotel, waited for Zhan Hang to sleep, and then lay down on the bed exhausted, and fell asleep in a daze.

Next door, Zhanhang received a call from Feng Biqin.

After more than half a year, the mother and son heard each other's voice again, and they both maintained a state of indifference.

Zhanhang: "Ms. Feng, can you pick a time in the sun to call?"

"When did you and your little assistant start?" Feng Biqin asked, "Did you tell anyone else?"

Zhanhang: "?"