On the go

Chapter3

There is still some time before the filming of the new play starts, Rong Zichen is busy finalizing the actors and scripts, as well as negotiating the cooperation of the venue, naturally he can't take care of and is too lazy to talk to Gu An Shaoyang, so An Shaoyang invites a group of gangster friends to go I chose "indulgence" and wanted to have a good time.

"Hey, I said Mrs. An, why did you dye your hair back?" In the corner of the bar, a group of young people sat together. Judging from their clothes, they knew that they were not good people. One of them was a man with yellow hair. laughed and joked.

When mentioning hair, An Shaoyang naturally thought of Rong Zichen, feeling unhappy, picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at the man, said angrily: "Drink your wine, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"Hey, I lost my temper, what's the matter?" Huang Mao narrowly caught the wine bottle, not knowing what kind of nerve An Shaoyang was feeling, so he moved towards the purple-haired boy sitting next to An Shaoyang. He winked and said, "Qi Yan, what's wrong with your young master?"

Qi Yan in Huang Mao's mouth is the only one in this group who doesn't look like a gangster, and it can even be said that he doesn't fit in with the noisy atmosphere of this bar. He just sits very quietly next to An Shaoyang, wearing not too heavy clothes Clothes, a beige scarf around his neck, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and beautiful black and white eyes, such a young man, even a quick glance will give people a feeling of surprise, but now he is so quiet Hidden under the darkness, it didn't give people too much sense of disobedience.

Hearing Huang Mao's question, Qi Yan turned his head to look at An Shaoyang. From the very beginning, he felt that An Shaoyang was in a bad mood, but he didn't know the reason, so he said after thinking about it: "Shaoyang , did you quarrel with your sister again?"

It's not without reason that Qi Yan would ask such a question, after all, every time An Shaoyang and An Yu finished their fight, they would call out these brothers, and they were indeed in a good mood.

An Shaoyang sneered, hooked Qi Yan's neck with his arms, and brought the belt to himself, then said with a gunpowder smell: "It would be great if it was my sister, but I really can't get rid of her... My sister doesn't I know what to think, let me go to film...

"Pfft ha ha... She's taken a fancy to your face! We'll see Mr. Andy on TV in the future! Haha..." Huang Mao couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the others also joked She teased a few words like that, but Qi Yan noticed An Shaoyang's impatient eyes and didn't make a sound.

Qi Yan moved out of An Shaoyang's arms calmly, and said softly, "So? Can't you get along with the crew?"

"Where is the crew from the filming before the filming started? It's the director!" An Shaoyang corrected, Rong Zichen's face appeared in his mind again, and his unhappiness increased a little.

"Director?" Qi Yan frowned slightly, "Which director?"

"Rong Zichen, have you heard of it?" Seeing the curious eyes of the group of people around him, An Shaoyang lazily uttered a name, and then didn't make any expectations. He knew these brothers well, and was good at drinking and fighting, but what about movies? But no one paid attention.

"I do know him, but...his reputation doesn't seem to be bad." Qi Yan recalled and said, he liked watching movies very much for a while, and he has watched almost all of Rong Zichen's movies, so He also paid special attention to Rong Zichen, but in his perception, Rong Zichen is not a person who easily conflicts with others, "I heard that he is indeed very strict and vicious in the theater, but in private he is very He is easy to get along with, kind and humorous, and very elegant, and I have seen his photos, and his appearance is also very outstanding..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yan saw that An Shaoyang's eyes were firmly fixed on behind him, and he was still moving slowly with someone who didn't know. Qi Yan turned his head a little strangely, and then understood, An Shaoyang The person Yang looked at... was Rong Zichen.

"Fuck, Cao Cao is here..." An Shaoyang sneered and stood up, but Qi Yan stopped him and walked straight towards Rong Zichen.

An Shaoyang stopped in front of Rong Zichen, glanced at the woman in his arms, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Why did you change your taste, don't you like men?"

Rong Zichen was also a little surprised to see An Shaoyang here, and his face became even darker after hearing his words. Feeling the uneasy and suspicious gaze of the woman in his arms, Rong Zichen sighed softly, ignoring An Shaoyang, Instead, he leaned against the woman's ear and whispered with a smile: "Baby, do you believe what a hooligan says?"

The woman blushed because of Rong Zichen's actions, she didn't speak, but shook her head.

"Then baby, go to the bar to order wine first, okay? I'll be there in a while." Rong Zichen lightly kissed the woman's earlobe, and the woman obediently went to the bar.

"I didn't see it, you're pretty good at it." An Shaoyang glanced in the direction of the woman, and smiled contemptuously. The playfulness and sarcasm in his tone made people very uncomfortable.

Rong Zichen didn't lose his temper, and with that gentle smile still on his lips, he looked at the unknown young master in front of him and asked, "Why is Young Master An here?"

An Shaoyang didn't care about Rong Zichen's joking address, he raised his chin in the direction of the group of friends and said, "Here, come out to play with my brother."

"Then play well, I'll go first." Rong Zichen glanced at the group of bad boys, didn't say anything, just nodded and turned to leave.

An Shaoyang pressed Rong Zichen's shoulders, and said with some gunpowder smell: "Hey, I see you, why don't you go have a drink?"

Rong Zichen grabbed An Shaoyang's wrist, took his hand away from his shoulder, and said with a light smile, "What am I to do with your party with your friends?"

An Shaoyang looked at Rong Zichen for a moment, clicked his tongue, and said provocatively: "Hey, you don't hold a lot of alcohol and are afraid of being drunk by us?"

"Little friend, aggressive tactics are useless to me. Why should I leave the beauties alone and accompany you bastards?" Rong Zichen saw through An Shaoyang's thoughts and was not fooled. He still spoke sensibly. The sneering expression like looking at a child made An Shaoyang's teeth itch with hatred.

The atmosphere between the two seems to have stagnated again. For some reason, whenever these two people meet together, they always give people a sense of explosion like a comet hitting the earth.

Suddenly, a slender white hand handed a glass of cocktail to Rong Zichen, and his soft voice broke the ice: "Director Rong, I've heard of you, can I buy you a drink?"

Rong Zichen's gaze followed the sound source, and what caught his eyes was that delicate appearance and faint smile. His eyes lit up for a moment, not because he fell in love with this boy, but because he felt that this boy His temperament is too in line with the male lead that he has never been able to find in his new play.