I earn merit in the entertainment industry

As soon as Zhan Haiyang came out of the dressing room, he dialed Zhou Jingyun's phone number.

"I'm almost in town. You go back to the hotel first and wait for me."

A familiar male voice sounded, and it sounded lighter than before.

The young man rolled his eyes and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that others would hear him.

"Then I'll wait for you in the hotel lobby. I'll come out as soon as you make a call."

The two made an agreement and said no more.

Zhan Haiyang said "drive carefully" and hung up the phone.

Probably out of excitement, the journey back to the hotel seemed shorter than usual.

Zhan Haiyang didn't even bother to go up to the room and sat on the sofa in the lobby for a few minutes.

I wanted to call Zhou Jingyun and ask him how long it would take to arrive, but I was afraid it would affect his driving.

I opened the news software and wanted to read the news for a while, but I couldn't read it at all.

Fortunately, Zhou Jingyun's phone call came quickly.

When Zhan Haiyang saw the caller ID on the screen clearly, he stood up and walked straight to the hotel door.

According to what Zhou Jingyun said on the phone, Zhan Haiyang quickly found himself in a small alley opposite the hotel.

The familiar black Land Rover was parked there steadily.

Zhou Jingyun had already turned the car around. Through the front window of the car, he watched the little fool running towards him with his long legs with a smile in his eyes.

For a moment, I just felt that my heartbeat was jumping with the pace of the little fool.

Zhan Haiyang also saw Zhou Jingyun.

The smile on his face became even wider, and he strode forward to pull the door handle of the passenger compartment.

As the car door opened, the young man quickly got in with a small stream of fresh cold air.

Zhou Jingyun's eyes remained glued to him.

The man looked at the little idiot up and down, and finally landed on his face with more obvious lines.

He commented with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "Why have you lost weight again?"

Yi Zhiyuan is not a famous director, but he can't even manage the crew's logistics and food.

It has been more than a month since I watched Little Dugua join the group, and I feel like I have lost a few pounds every time we meet.

Fortunately, Guo Wenxing showed off in front of him last time.

He said that his senior brother asked him to borrow the royal logistics team leader from his crew. Now the food in "The Legend of Lusha" is much better than before.

Humph, I will brag as much as I can.

When Zhan Haiyang heard what he said, he smiled and reached out to touch his face.

"I haven't lost weight, and my weight hasn't changed."

It's just that he has been exercising a lot recently, and his body fat rate has dropped, making him look leaner.

After Zhan Haiyang finished speaking, he looked up and saw the expression on his face, which still seemed a little unhappy.

Knowing that he was feeling sorry for her, Zhan Haiyang grinned, quickly moved over and hugged the man.

He muttered, "You still dislike me for being thin, and I don't know who stayed up all night and worked overtime."

In the past few days, there were several times when he sent messages and asked, and then the man remembered that he had not eaten again.

If he had to look unhappy, the man would be reluctant to put down his work and go find food for himself.

Zhan Haiyang buried his face near Zhou Jingyun's shoulder and inhaled the man's good smell.

Just when he let go of his hand and wanted to return to his seat to buckle his seat belt, his hand was grabbed by Zhou Jingyun.

Although the two are about the same height, Zhou Jingyun's fingers are much slender than Zhan Haiyang's.

He took his hand and gently rubbed his fingertips.

The friction of fingerprints brought out unknown static electricity, which flowed back to the heart along the blood.

It brings an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Zhou Jingyun felt very strange.

Why can a simple gesture of holding hands bring such a purely psychological sense of joy and abundance to two people who are originally unrelated to each other in the world?

It seems that as long as two people are together, this world is the best world.

But Zhan Haiyang is usually a very disappointing person.

He looked at the man in a serious formal suit that seemed to have just walked out of the conference room, and suddenly laughed.

Zhou Jingyun glanced at him, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhan Haiyang pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

"Fortunately, you are the boss yourself, otherwise you might be left by your boss to work overtime even when you get off work."

"Not to mention that it's still a working day, how can you say you're just trying to catch a fish and come to see me?"

Zhou Jingyun did not answer.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and continued to look at him.

Why did you suddenly think of this?

Zhan Haiyang immediately understood the look in his eyes and began to explain with a smile.

"This topic was brought up by Sister Zhishan and others this morning."

Xiao Wei made a guest appearance on the set. Of course, the role she chose couldn't be like Jiang Bolin's. Zhou Zhishan flipped through the script and picked one.

Instead, director Yi Zhiyuan personally stayed up all night and carefully selected the role of "Queen" for Xiao Wei.

She also asked Zhou Zhishan to add a lot of scenes to her overnight.

Shengsheng kept Xiao Wei on the set for a week and refused to let her go.

During this week, Zhou Zhishan gave the goddess Amway several popular TV series.

"The goddess has watched a few TV series and asked Sister Zhishan this morning why the male protagonist in TV series now always has to be the CEO."

"Sister Zhishan's answer is that only the CEO can fish without going to work."

At that time, Zhou Zhishan spoke earnestly and gave Xiao Wei pointers.

"Otherwise, when your heroine encounters difficulties, the hero is left to work overtime by the supervisor. Then how can the hero have time to come down from the sky and save her?"

"Besides, only the president has money and connections." She said, twirling her fingers.

"If the heroine's family member is seriously ill and needs to contact top experts from the top hospitals in the country, can only the boss do it?"

"The heroine is bullied by colleagues or supervisors in her company. Is it true that only the boss can throw out tens of millions and immediately buy the company to relieve the heroine's anger?"

Zhou Zhishan spoke so eloquently that Xiao Wei was stunned for a moment.

I think what she said makes sense.

Looking back now, Zhan Haiyang still finds it funny.

While smiling, he reached out with his free hand to pull on the seat belt, trying to buckle it for himself.

But because the force is applied in the wrong direction, the seat belt rope always gets stuck.

Zhou Jingyun naturally stretched out his other hand to help him pull his seat belt.

The man leaned forward slightly.

In an instant, the two were extremely close.

Zhan Haiyang looked at the man's handsome face so close and quickly glanced out the car window.

After making sure that no one was passing by, he quickly moved over and kissed her unceremoniously.

My boyfriends even came to my door.

If he is still indifferent, it seems a bit confusing.

Zhou Jingyun paused, and the movements of his hands were stuck for a few seconds.

The seat belt that was pulled half way bounced back with a "swish" sound.

A numbness appeared on the half of the cheek that was kissed. From the place where the young man had just touched, it quickly traveled back to the heart along the vein path.

After regaining consciousness, Zhou Jingyun turned to look at Zhan Haiyang.

This little idiot is so bold.

Didn't he notice at all that the crew was being followed by a lot of paparazzi recently?

There is no privacy film on the front window of the car.