Zhang Dengjie Cai

Zhang Anran sat in the co-pilot, looking at Qi Ping's black hair, he felt a little awkward.Just at the traffic light, Qi Ping stopped the car, turned his face naturally, and asked, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Look at your hair, why do you suddenly think of changing your hair color?"

"It looks younger this way," Qi Ping pulled out a Blu-ray disc and stuffed it into the car stereo, and Zhang Anran's singing voice soon sounded in the car, "I don't want to be too slow in terms of appearance."

"Whether it's black and white hair or black hair, you always look good in my eyes." Zhang Anran said frankly, he really thinks that Qi Ping is very eye-catching, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The red light turned into a yellow light, and the corners of Qi Ping's mouth were slightly raised, obviously this compliment made him very happy.

"Ran Ran."

"Ok?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Fortunately, I had some afternoon tea with the crew."

Qiping turned around and the car drove towards home.

"I'll make you supper."

Zhang Anran is very interested in Qi Ping's black hair, he likes to play with his fingers, and Qi Ping also manipulates him.The two tossed about for two or three hours, Qi Ping struggled to make supper, but Zhang Anran pushed him on the bed again.

"I come."

Wrapped in a nightgown, Zhang Anran went to the kitchen to beat eggs. Four or five eggs had just been half-beaten, and warm heat was attached to his back. He could confirm who was coming without turning around, and asked, "Didn't I tell you to rest on the bed?"

"...I want to look at you, I want to hug you." Qi Ping's voice was still a little hoarse, and he said the most deadly words that were almost clingy.

"Then hold it." Zhang Anran patted the back of Qiping's hand, signaling him to relax a little, and continued to stir the eggs by himself.

There was a little rice left yesterday, together with eggs and green onions, two plates of egg fried rice were fried.Zhang Anran took the spoon and put it on the plate, dragged a plate with one hand, and carried the pendant of Qiping on his back.

When he reached the door, Qi Ping touched the door naturally with his hand, helped to push the door open, and hugged Zhang Anran's waist again, not wanting to leave for a second.

Zhang Anran put the egg fried rice on the dining table and put it on the same side, he patted Qi Ping's arm, even though Qi Ping was reluctant to give up, he let go of him.

Zhang Anran sat on the seat, and knowingly asked: "Do you want me to hug you for dinner?"

Qi Ping's face and neck were stained with a layer of crimson, his face was still calm, he nodded slightly, and let Zhang Anran hug him on his lap, Zhang Anran's things were firmly pressed against his chest secret place.

"Eat first." Zhang Anran said calmly.

When you're done eating, you can eat in a different way.

The next day, the two tied each other's ties and went to work separately.Zhang Anran has few scenes today, and his shooting condition is good, so he doesn't have any tasks in the afternoon.

Zhang Anran greeted the director and the crew, changed his costume, and drove away—his new car had been left in the crew's garage for a while, and he hadn't tried it yet.

This car was still given by Qi Ping. Since returning to China after filming "City of Warriors", Qi Ping has covered everything in Zhang Anran's life. Recently, he exaggerated to send a brand new set of loose powder for makeup artists. .

Zhang Anran was so happy that he fulfilled Qi Ping's wish. He also stuffed the bank card with most of his savings into Qi Ping's wallet, and said exactly what Qi Ping gave him: "Occasionally, you have to spend A little of my money, so I can feel at ease."

Qi Ping nodded in agreement, and Zhang Anran received a text message the next day—your bank card ending in 9578 spent 246.38 yuan in Youyou Supermarket, with a balance of 54231528.56 yuan.

Zhang Anran almost coughed up the juice he was drinking.

Qi Ping really spends a little bit, with a small amount of less than [-] yuan, he regularly makes one or two sums a month, and the larger expenses all go to his own account, which makes Zhang Anran funny and moved.

Zhang Anran's car was on the road smoothly, and when he met the traffic police, he slid down the window and handed in his driver's license.The traffic policeman finished the routine inspection, handed back the ID, and couldn't help but add: "It's been hard filming, Brother Zhang, come on."

Most of Zhang Anran's male fans are called Zhang Anran "Brother Zhang", Zhang Anran replied "Thank you", took out a blue light from the small box at hand, signed his name, and handed it over.

The traffic policeman wanted it very much, but he still obeyed the discipline and replied: "You can't take things from the driver."

Zhang Anran then asked for the traffic policeman's address and said to send it to him later.

Zhang Anran drove for another 10 minutes, and the car entered the underground parking lot of the building smoothly. The staff in charge of the parking lot all memorized Zhang Anran's license plate number, so the efficiency was extremely high, and he didn't need to roll down the windows at all.

Zhang Anran stopped the car and went directly to Qiping's floor from the exclusive elevator. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was discovered by Qiping's assistant.

"Brother Zhang is here?"

"Ah."

Zhang Anran walked forward, met many Qiping employees along the way, and all called him "Brother Zhang". Everyone was already a little accustomed to his arrival, and they kept working on their hands. Ping in the office, nothing important.

Zhang Anran reached the door, bent his fingers and knocked on the door three times, and stood at the door waiting.

"Of course?" The door was not opened, but Qi Ping's words were very firm.

"Guess so accurate?"

"There is no appointment, no one stops, and there is a knock on the door," Qi Ping opened the door with a slight smile on his face, "I can't think of anyone except you."

Zhang Anran entered the door very calmly, locked the door behind his back, and asked, "Is Young Master Qi busy today?"

"not busy."

"Do you want to skip work together?"

"……don't want."

"Really?" Zhang Anran reached out and raised Qiping's chin, leaned down slightly, and his almost flawless face was close to Qiping's eyes, "I want to go out with you."

"Give me an hour and a half to deal with the work." Qi Ping still couldn't resist his Ranran.

Zhang Anran took up the couch that was flush, and idly scrolled through Weibo, and went to post bars and forums after finishing Weibo, just in time for the "science popularization" activities of old fans.

Zhang Anran attracts fans steadily. In order to let new fans integrate as soon as possible, lower their expectations, and break their illusions, Zhang Anran's old fans will regularly come out to bring newcomers, make a nine-square grid picture, and recall the "reign of terror" in the past.

Zhang Anran randomly found a long picture and clicked in. It turned out that it was to popularize the ups and downs of his youth.

He was in the limelight at that time, and he would make headlines every three to five days, and his hairstyle at that time was a bit killer, with the taste of a bad boy.

Zhang Anran had just made his mark in the music scene, but he happened to bump into a talented singer from Hong Kong and Taiwan.He would not face criticism directly, but instead wrote a song based on Zhang Anran's bad side. Once the song was released, it quickly climbed to the new song list.

The media also flocked here, fanning the flames. No matter what activities Zhang Anran participated in, he would be questioned by reporters if he had heard this song.

Zhang Anran didn't pay much attention at first, but later he realized something was wrong, and after observing what the fans said, he went to listen to it himself.

A lawyer's letter is useless, the singer only has reflections and no outspoken criticism.

Zhang Anran did three things.

First, Zhang Anran will never participate in any subsequent music activities with that singer.

Second, generously stated that he had heard it.When the reporter asked again, Zhang Anran stared at him indifferently, never saying a word.

Third, every time the singer tried to release a new album, or participated in variety shows, Zhang Anran would release new songs of the same type.Zhang Anran's new songs have always been of high quality, and he just overwhelmed that singer's hot searches three times. As for the new song list, golden song list, and download list, they are even more angry.

After several frictions, the singer lost his temper completely, took the initiative to remove the previous songs, and repeatedly expressed his affection to Zhang Anran on Weibo, saying bluntly that "it was all a misunderstanding", "heart to heart", and "a long time friendship". The team also hyped up a wave of unwarranted brotherhood.

The singer's team thinks that they have passed enough steps, and the media also paid money to interview Zhang Anran. Everyone thinks that Zhang Anran will save face. Unexpectedly, Zhang Anran said straightforwardly: "The one who sang "Desolation Ball" cannot be my friend of Zhang Anran."

"Desolate Ball" is the diss song written by that singer for Zhang Anran.

There was an uproar in the media for a while, and it was on the headlines of major media for two consecutive weeks, creating an uproar and turmoil.