Today is also tied up by the top stream [entertainment circle]

Chapter 23

Zhou Ran only watched Jian Xing for half a day and then left the crew. Before leaving, the words "you will know if you try it" kept ringing in Jian Xing's ears, making Jian Xing almost lost his mind when acting. More than once, he secretly scolded Zhou Ran, making him an annoying friend.

go try...

Jian Xing smacked these words over and over again in her heart.

How to try?

It was not easy for Lin Xigu to come all the way, so he stayed in the hotel with Zhaoyang for two days.Every time Jian Xing passed by the door of Zhaoyang's room, she couldn't help but imagine that there was only one big bed in this room, how could those two people sleep in it?

Sharing the same bed... sharing the same bed?

After all, he spent the whole night in Zhaoyang's room without this treatment.

A few days later, Jian Xing woke up early in the morning and was woken up by the movement in the next room.

That is Zhaoyang's room.

This hotel is really broken, one of which is reflected in the sound insulation.Generally speaking, the problem is not too big. Most of the crew members are well-behaved, and they all know that the sound insulation is not good, so they will be restrained when doing anything in the room, and no one will be dead enough to bring some strange people back. overnight.

And Lin Xigu was an accident of Zhaoyang.Lin Xigu is leaving today. Zhaoyang has always known that Lin Xigu has no lower limit, but he never imagined that Lin Xigu, who has no lower limit, has room to lower the lower limit.

As soon as Zhaoyang opened his eyes, he saw Lin Xigu standing beside the bed, with the phone screen in front of him.

"How is it? Isn't my brother's artistic aesthetic very explosive?" Lin Xigu shamelessly showed Zhaoyang his latest masterpiece - the photos he just took.

The protagonist of the photo is Zhaoyang.

After Zhaoyang saw the picture clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he was awake for a second.

Lin Xigu was still nagging, "It's such a pity, I was born to be a screenwriter, otherwise, if I were your agent, you would have been popular with Han Mingyi by now, and you can still change that little guy like you are now. Try to bully..."

Halfway through Lin Xigu's chatter, Zhaoyang jumped up from the bed and rushed at him viciously. Lin Xigu turned and ran while grabbing the phone.

The two circled around the room for a few times, but Zhaoyang failed to snatch the phone from Lin Xigu's hand.Lin Xigu saw the right opportunity and decisively opened the door to escape to a wider world.

As soon as he went out, he didn't take two steps before he found someone in front of him. That person quickly dodged, and still bumped into Lin Xigu's arm.Lin Xigu felt pain in his hand, loosened his fingers, and the phone flew out with a snap, and slid a long distance on the floor.

As soon as Zhaoyang chased him out, what he saw was Lin Xigu and Jian Xing who were relatively speechless.

Before Lin Xigu and Zhaoyang could speak, Jian Xing turned around, walked towards the phone step by step, bent down, and picked it up.

The screen was still on, Jian Xing looked down at the photo on the screen, and then looked up at Zhaoyang behind Lin Xigu.

On the screen, Zhao Yang was lying on his side on the bed, half covered with the quilt, and one of the top buttons of his pajamas was undone, revealing a protruding collarbone and fair neck.The hair is scattered, the eyes are half asleep and half awake, the eyelashes seem to be trembling in the still picture, and the eyes are dazed to the camera, a complete good morning perspective.

Behind Lin Xigu, Zhaoyang's hair was still disheveled, his pajamas hadn't been buttoned yet, he didn't even wear slippers, and he was still barefoot, watching Jian Xing's movements in horror.

Looking at Jian Xing meaningfully, Zhaoyang's head exploded, and a fiery cloud burned from the tip of his ears to his cheeks, and then to the base of his neck.

...it's over.

Zhaoyang rushed over Lin Xigu, but he didn't dare to act rashly in front of Jian Xing, and stretched out his hand full of anxiety, "My mobile phone...thank you."

Lin Xigu just used Zhaoyang's mobile phone for the sneak shot. Before Zhaoyang woke up, he grabbed his hand and swiped the floor to unlock it with his fingerprint. The original plan was to send it on Zhaoyang's Weibo, but he didn't expect a big battle Just come.

Jian Xing stood at the same place, holding the mobile phone, his eyes moved from the screen to Zhaoyang's red face, and then from his face to his neck, slowly moving down...staying on the button he didn't button.

Whether it's Zhaoyang in the photo or the Zhaoyang in front of me, it's all...

Very, sorry.

Jane star

His eyes fell on Zhaoyang, not only his face was burning red, but his whole body almost reached the burning point.He stretched out his hand in the air but got no response, he was in a dilemma.

Later, he will definitely kill Lin Xigu on the spot.

Jian Xing quickly clicked on the phone screen a few times, didn't make things difficult for Zhaoyang, and returned the phone to him.

Zhaoyang deleted the photo quickly, and did not forget to turn around and stare at Lin Xigu angrily.

"Senior," Jian Xing didn't think about human affairs in his heart, and what he said was still human, reminding him softly, "Go back and put on your shoes first."

Zhaoyang: "..."

"Get dressed too."

Zhaoyang: "..."

Zhaoyang: "..."

Zhaoyang: "..."

Another day of such a hard life.

After Jian Xing finished speaking, she turned around and walked to her room.

He has to go back and take a shower.

After taking a rich bath, Jian Xing set out for the set again.He couldn't help remembering that Ji Ge reminded him when he first took over the show that costume dramas are not easy to shoot, and Director Qiu's costume dramas are even more difficult to shoot. He needs to cultivate the spirit of hard work.

Now Jian Xing found out that it was really bitter.Going on like this for a long time is not good for your health.

After finally sending Lin Xigu away, when Zhaoyang arrived at the set in the afternoon, he hardly dared to look at Jian Xing.

Today's drama has to wait for a long time, after Zhaoyang read the script several times, he took out his mobile phone out of boredom.

Lin Xigu was bombarded with more than a dozen WeChat messages, and he has no repentance for what happened to him today.

Zhaoyang looked at the red dot next to Lin Xigu's name with disgust, and decided to hang him out for a day as a punishment.

Just about to quit WeChat, Zhaoyang suddenly felt that something was not right.

Jian Xing's dialog...how did it appear here?

It has been about 1 years since he and Jian Xing last sent a WeChat message.

Also, the content in the dialog box shows "[picture]".

Did Jian Xing send him a message?Why didn't you remind me?

Zhaoyang enters the dialogue box suspiciously.

After looking at it, Duang's head trembled.

It wasn't Jian Xing who sent him a message, it was he who sent a message to Jian Xing.

The so-called picture was the one that he thought had been completely deleted this morning.

Zhaoyang immediately tried to withdraw with a trace of poor luck, but failed.

The sending time is in the morning, which is about 800 years ago, and there will be ghosts if it can be withdrawn.

Zhaoyang held the phone and stayed where he was.

impossible.

He couldn't have sent this message to Jian Xing.

impossible! ! !

After excluding himself, there seemed to be only one suspect left - Lin Xigu.

Zhaoyang immediately threw a phone call, Lin Xigu swears to God, he really didn't do such a wicked thing.

Even if he has done enough immoral things.

Zhaoyang was startled again, and Lin Xigu woke up the dreamer with a word—"Jian Xing sent it himself, right?"

Zhaoyang was taken aback, "Jian Xing...?"

"Didn't he take the initiative to pick up your mobile phone at that time? How many times did he press it? I felt strange at the time. It turned out that I didn't read it wrong."

"..." Zhaoyang couldn't believe it, "Why would he..."

What kind of obfuscation operation is this?

"Keep it as a souvenir." Lin Xigu said.

Zhaoyang: "?"

"Or use it to masturbate—"

Zhaoyang hung up the phone with a snap.

late.

Lin Xigu's words made his heart pound, and he couldn't stop.

Really...Jane Xing posted it himself?

Zhaoyang raised his head unconsciously and looked in Jian Xing's direction.Now she is filming the scenes between Jian Xing and other people. After one scene was finished, during the break, Jian Xing seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and caught Zhaoyang with her eyes as soon as she turned her head.

Zhaoyang quickly lowered his head.

A minute later, a new message came from WeChat.

Jian Xing: Senior, is it fun to peek at me?

Soyoichi

Startled, my scalp tingled with shock.

Jian Xing really has the ability to be precise when it comes to shame.

Zhaoyang held back his head and didn't want to meet Jian Xing's teasing eyes again, holding his mobile phone and typing quickly.

Zhaoyang: Well, I may have accidentally pressed the wrong button before.

Zhaoyang: That picture was not sent to you on purpose

Zhaoyang: Sorry, please clear the chat history

Jian Xing looked at these few messages, and the corner of his mouth raised. Was he pretending to be confused with his understanding?

Okay, Zhaoyang wants to play, he will accompany him.

Jane Xing: Why clear the records?

Jian Xing: Afraid of burning my eyes?

Zhaoyang: "..."

He couldn't talk anymore today.

Jian Xing: It's okay, the photo was taken very well, it would be a waste to delete it

Jane Xing: I have saved

Jian Xing's words exploded with the lethality of nuclear weapons on the spot, and Zhaoyang almost lost his grip on his cell phone.

Jian Xing hasn't finished speaking yet: As senior, you have promised me my gratitude

Zhaoyang was taken aback.

He didn't forget about it, he kept it in his heart all the time, and he always wanted to give Jian Xing a generous gift when it was finished, a one-time repayment.Now Jian Xing brought out his entanglement in an understatement, and ended it neatly with just a few words, which was hard to guard against.

But no matter how you think about it, it's weird.A photo of him is not of such great value.

Not to mention such a delicate photo.

It's not right, it's not right anywhere.

Zhaoyang: This...isn't appropriate

Jane Xing: I think it's quite appropriate

Jian Xing: Seniors still think one is not enough?

Zhaoyang: No...

He is going crazy.Can Jian Xing know how to chat?Can you speak well?

Zhaoyang entered and deleted, deleted and entered again, the more he wanted to talk decently, the more entangled he became.

That Jian Xing suddenly changed the topic——

Jian Xing: Senior is very nostalgic

Zhaoyang: Huh?

Jian Xing not only doesn't like to talk about people, but also has a jumpy mind.

Zhaoyang: What nostalgia?

Jian Xing didn't reply.Half of the words are just right, but if they are too open, there will be no charm.

Today he helped Zhaoyang pick up his phone, and saw that the crack in the upper left corner of Zhaoyang's phone screen was still alive.

In other words, Zhaoyang never changed into the new mobile phone that Han Mingyi gave him.

That day, Han Mingyi gave too high-profile a gift, even if Jian Xing was not there, she had heard about it.

Han Mingyi would definitely notice this too.However, Jian Xing reckoned that Han Mingyi had already expected it, and he didn't care.How Zhaoyang reacts is Zhaoyang's business, just as what he does is also his business.The gift that should be given has been given out, and the attitude that should be given has been shown. For Han Mingyi, this is considered to have achieved his goal.

Before the two of them could find out what they had said, Fang Hua came to tell Zhao Yang to start filming.

Looking at Zhaoyang who came over, Jian Xing smiled like a spring breeze, "Senior, please give me your advice today."