Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

After Xie Zhi solved his own problem, he deliberately stayed in the bathroom for a long time before going out. When he entered the bedroom, Yan Si had already fallen asleep.

But Xie Zhi couldn't sleep, he spent half the night awake, and lay down in a daze for a while near six o'clock. At eight o'clock, Xie Zhi's alarm clock vibrated, he opened his eyes immediately, and turned off the alarm , quietly climbed out of bed.

After washing up briefly, Xie Zhi went to the sofa where Yan Si had slept for a while last night and sat down, opened the hotel room to order food, searched two pages, and found what he wanted.

He called the hotel's food and beverage department, and it took several ten minutes for the food and beverage department to deliver the food. Xie Zhi arranged the meals he had ordered in a pattern on the plate, and just as he sat down, the door of the room was pushed open.

Yan Si had already changed his clothes, and seemed to have just washed his face, with water dripping from his bangs on his forehead.

Yan Si yawned: "Woke up so early?"

Xie Zhi: "When I woke up, I woke up—you woke up?"

Yan Si: "Well, although the audition is in the afternoon, brother Zeyang told me to go early and go out later."

"Okay." Xie Zhi said, "I ordered breakfast for you, shall we go out after eating?"

Yan Si: "And breakfast?"

Yan Si was quite interested, so he quickened his pace, and walked in front of Xie Zhi; pulling the chair with his right hand, Yan Si sat down, and just picked up a fried dough stick to stuff into his mouth, suddenly, he stopped his hand.

Yan Si looked at the plate in front of him, then slowly put the fritters he picked up just now into the plate, and finally adjusted the angle of the fritters to return to the arrangement before he touched it.

In fact, it is not a very delicate presentation, and the food is quite simple.

There are only two kinds of simple food on the plate in front of Yan Si, a deep-fried dough stick on the far left, and two eggs on the back, which are easily formed by them——

A "100".

Yan Si stared at the plate for dozens of seconds, then raised his head to look at Xie Zhi.

Yan Si didn't speak.

Xie Zhi was a little embarrassed by his look, and looked away, before explaining: "Actually... I saw it on the Internet, um - eat quickly, don't get cold."

Yan Si wanted to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head, picked up the deep-fried dough sticks he picked up just now, put them in the innermost part, and chewed carefully.

Yan Si ate a deep-fried dough stick and two eggs carefully, but slowly, he ate them all.

The moment Yan Si ate the last bite of the egg, the phone he placed on the table rang.

Yan Si crossed out the alarm clock that reminded him to go out, put the phone in his pocket, and stood up.

"I'm full." Yan Si said, "I'm going out, I'll bring you back with [-] points later."

"Okay." Xie Zhi said obediently, with his feet dangling in the air, his calf sticking out of the edge of his bathrobe, dangling under the table.

Just as Yan Si was about to leave the room, he caught a glimpse of Xie Zhi's slender ankles shaking under the table out of the corner of his eye.

In just an instant, Yan Si walked out of the room.

The next moment, the hotel key card beeped, Yan Si opened the door and walked in again.

"Five minutes, do you have enough clothes?" Yan Si asked.

Xie Zhi immediately understood what Yan Si meant, and jumped off the high chair: "Enough!"

Ji Zeyang waited downstairs, watching Xie Zhi and Yan Si come down together, his expression remained calm, and he opened the door of the back seat for Xie Zhi very calmly.

Then, the artist who watched helplessly pushed the squad leader in without any sense of face.

With a blank expression on his face, Ji Zeyang went around to the front passenger and motioned for the driver to drive.

The interview location was very close. I arrived at the hotel where the interview was held in less than 10 minutes. I took the elevator to the lobby on the fifth floor. The door of a small meeting room was closed. Outside the meeting room, a row of people sat.

The moment the elevator door opened, all the people sitting in the row paid attention to Yan Si.

Ji Zeyang stepped out of the elevator, and handed over to Yan Si the costume that he was carrying just now.

Ji Zeyang: "There is the bathroom over there, go to the bathroom and change clothes - I'll help you submit some materials and sign in."

"Okay." After Yan Si finished speaking, he looked at Xie Zhi again, "Then my squad leader?"

Xie Zhi pointed to the row of hotel chairs: "I'll just sit there for a while, you don't have to worry about me."

Yan Si was a little hesitant, but in the end he took Xie Zhi there himself, chose a corner for him, and then took the costume to the bathroom to change.

The venue was very quiet, you could almost hear a needle drop - just before Yan Si disappeared.

Yan Si's back had just disappeared around the corner, and the whole venue was noisy as if the magic restriction had been lifted.

Soon, two or three bold people crowded around Xie Zhi's corner.

"Hey, you're Xie Zhi, right?" A man in a suit and leather shoes, but unattractive, asked, "You're so handsome, even more handsome than those in variety shows."

Xie Zhi: "..."

"I saw that you came here with Yan Si?" The boy who spoke to him was a little handsome, at least he should be a starlet, "Is your relationship really so good? Are you going to play together during the winter vacation?"

Xie Zhi leaned back on the chair nervously.

He could feel that the moment this handsome boy uttered these words, the eyes of all the people sitting here, either blatantly or secretly, gathered on him.

"I'm so envious of your relationship." A man with sharper eyeliner also came over to talk, and seemed to be feeling sincerely.

After Xie Zhi heard this sentence, he put his hands on his legs, clenched his fists and relaxed, and finally stood up.

The eyes of the audience followed Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi: "I...I kind of want to go to the bathroom, let's talk later."

After Xie Zhi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the toilet. When he was leaving, the back of his foot accidentally hooked the chair and hit the shoulder of the person next to him.

Xie Zhi hastily apologized, lowered his head and quickly walked to the toilet at the end of the corridor, a little wind was blown in from the window at the end, Xie Zhi was blown by the cold wind, and he finally felt better.

At this moment, a small door beside him was pushed open.

A tall man in a down vest and plaid shirt squeezed through the crack of the door, holding a phone in his hand.

The man turned his back to Xie Zhi, unable to see his expression.

The man put his hand on the small door, and as soon as he closed the small door, a series of national curses were thrown over the phone in an instant.

Man: "My fairy board! I said that the scene should not be old, but they still made it old, did they get a crater in their brains?"

Man: "If I can make do with it, can the audience make do with it? You think it's a good movie and you make it? He thinks it's a good movie and he makes it?"

From this passage, Xie Zhi grasped a few key words, and in a flash of inspiration, he discovered the identity of the man—the director?

The man who is suspected to be the director: "Damn it, no way, why does this Haban (fool) have so many reasons? Don't talk nonsense with him, let him smash it and do it again."

The director seemed to be communicating with people over there. The director was silent for a few seconds, and just laying down in front of the window to take a breath, he jumped up again: "What is my temper? Let them climb back and turn over!!!"

Director: "Damn it, hang on to the old man."

After saying this, the person suspected of being the director angrily pressed the phone and threw it far away.

Xie Zhi: "..."

The poor phone rolled around on the ground a few times, and finally crawled to Xie Zhi's feet. Xie Zhi looked down, and there was a gap in the phone screen, and he felt as if he was crying.

Xie Zhi and the phone looked at each other for a moment, and finally, Xie Zhi knelt down and picked up the phone.

Just as Xie Zhi picked up his phone and stood up, the suspected director who was cursing people in the street also turned around.

It seems that the director had a face-to-face meeting with Xie Zhi. With a baby face that didn't match his actual temper, the director looked up and down suspiciously at Xie Zhi, and then his eyebrows and eyes slightly stretched.

Xie Zhi bit the bullet and handed over the phone: "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose."

"Hmm." The suspected director was noncommittal.

Xie Zhi: "This screen... seems to be broken."

"Tempered film, if it breaks, it will break." The suspected director said while keeping his eyes on Xie Zhi's face, staring straight at him.

Xie Zhi felt terrified when he saw him, and just as he was about to slip away, the suspected director spoke again.

Suspected director: "You, newcomer?"

Xie Zhi: "I don't..." It's from the entertainment industry.

Suspected director: "Which company? Your face is suitable for the big screen, did your agent tell you?"

Xie Zhi: "No..." The company.

"Has no one told you?!" The suspected director raised one eyebrow, with hints of worry and anger, "What does your manager do?"

Xie Zhi: "I didn't..."

The suspected director understood: "Oh, no company? That's right, why don't you sign me—my producer's company, Yijiu Entertainment, have you heard of it?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

I haven't heard of it and I don't say it. It's true that you don't listen to people.

The suspected director asked again: "Why don't you speak?"

Just as Xie Zhi was about to speak, suddenly, his shoulder was hooked back, and he bumped into a coffee-scented embrace.

Xie Zhi raised his head and saw that it wasn't Yan Si who was holding him, who else could it be.

"Uncle Lin." Yan Si smiled at the suspected director, "He's not from the industry - he's my younger brother, he has nowhere to go during the holidays, so he can only take it with him everywhere."

"Yan Si?" This "Uncle Lin" obviously knew Yan Si, "Your family is the youngest, where is your younger brother? Don't I know your family? Are you really new to your company?"

"really not."

Yan Si looked at the enthusiasm in "Uncle Lin"'s eyes, and couldn't help but help his forehead. This uncle is like this. He will be desperate when he sees a suitable actor. He used to be like this, but now he is spoiled by Cheng Yi. Increasingly lawless.

Yan Si smiled helplessly, and asked, "By the way, isn't my company Uncle Cheng's company? Don't you know about his newcomers?"

Director Lin was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses.

Yan Si seized the opportunity and introduced to Xie Zhi: "Introduction to you, this is my uncle Lin—director Lin Jiu."

"Hello Director Lin Jiu." Xie Zhi remembered - this is a well-known director in the circle, who has directed many types of excellent works.

"Uncle Lin, this is Xie Zhi, my younger brother."

"Hmm." Lin Jiu stretched out his hand and shook it with Xie Zhi, still a little disconcerted, "Are you really not from the entertainment industry?"

Xie Zhi: "Really not."

Lin Jiu: "It's a pity, your face is a standard big screen face."

"Then what about me." Yan Si pulled back the nervous Xie Zhi calmly, with aggrieved face, "Am I not handsome?"

"Cut." Lin Jiu's attitude was not as violent as before. He rubbed his face and asked, "Do you need me to praise your face?"

Yan Si: "That's true."

Lin Jiu: "But I still want to remind you - I don't look at your face in today's audition, and there are many people competing. I only choose the most suitable one."

Xie Zhi could feel that Yan Si's hand resting on him suddenly felt a little stiff.

Xie Zhi raised his head and looked at Yan Si beside him, but he was still relaxed on the surface, as if he didn't care.

"No problem." Yan Si smiled, "I promise to satisfy Uncle Lin."

When Yan Si and Xie Zhi returned to the waiting area, Ji Zeyang also came back, and the two Buddhas sat in the guard, and the air pressure in the waiting area dropped a lot in an instant.

Xie Zhi noticed that the person who gossiped about him just now was no longer there, and he didn't know if he went in for an audition or had already left.

Xie Zhi looked around, returned to Yan Si, and found that he was holding the script and reading it intently.

Yan Si's lips moved, but no sound came out.

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si for a while, then quietly stood up from his seat.

Ji Zeyang silently asked him, "Where are you going?"

Xie Zhi pointed to the bar not far away, and signaled: "Buy a glass of water."

Ji Zeyang nodded, and moved his legs to the left to make way for a passage.

Xie Zhi bought a cup of warm milk tea, and when he came back, Yan Si was still immersed in the script, had turned several pages, closed his eyes, and seemed to be reciting his lines.

Xie Zhi raised the milk tea, and lightly touched Yan Si's cheek with the belly of the cup.

Yan Si raised his hand, grabbed the milk tea cup, and then turned around.

"Are you nervous?" Xie Zhi handed the hot milk tea to Yan Si.

"Fortunately..." Yan Si blurted out, but finally nodded, "I'm still a little nervous."

"Then this."

As Xie Zhi said, he raised his hand, put his fingertips against his palm, and gently drew an "e".

Yan Si immediately remembered.

During their concert in mid-December, when Xie Zhi talked with him on the phone, he thought he was nervous, so he taught himself this method.

The tension in Yan Si's heart has been a little bit relieved in these few words, he spread out his palm and held it in front of Xie Zhi.

"How?" Yan Si asked.

"That's it." Xie Zhi pulled Yan Si's fingertips, and used the index fingertip of his other hand to touch Yan Si's palm.

Then, Xie Zhi slowly and gently drew a small "e" in the middle of Yan Si's palm.

"And then?" Yan Si asked again.

Xie Zhi held Yan Si's fingertips and raised Yan Si's hand, and after releasing it, put his palm against the back of Yan Si's hand, and pushed Yan Si's palm to Yan Si's lips.

Yan Si opened his mouth cooperatively.

"Ahhh." Xie Zhi signaled.

"Ahhh." Yan Si laughed, and did as Xie Zhi asked.

"Cough cough." Ji Zeyang coughed at the right time. Yan Si raised his head and glanced at Ji Zeyang. Ji Zeyang lowered his head, turned his index finger to the right, and pointed at the person standing at the door of the meeting room, who was holding a splint and his face was flushed. Miss Sister.

"Mr. Yan Si." The young lady covered her face, "It's your turn."

"Okay, thank you." Yan Si replied.

The moment Yan Si stood up, he stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes out more casually. Then, he raised the hand that was pulling the clothes, lightly patted the top of Xie Zhi's head, and rubbed it again.

Xie Zhi raised his head, Yan Si looked straight ahead, and said in a voice that only Xie Zhi could hear:

"Cheer for me."

Why is it so long...

Why don't you come out yet.

Xie Zhi has been restless since the 5th minute when Yan Si entered.

In the fifth minute, he put the milk tea on the ground, passed Ji Zeyang, and lingered beside the seat for a while.

In the 10th minute, Xie Zhi moved slowly to the door of the small conference room and lingered at the door.

The door to the top was closed tightly, Xie Zhi walked around the door with small steps, but he couldn't open the door no matter what, Xie Zhi's heart felt as if it was being roasted by fire, and he was extremely tormented.

"Why didn't the previous people go in for so long?" Xie Zhi turned around, "Is it true that Yan Si is particularly liked by the director?"

"But... if the director likes it, you won't be shocked immediately, will you let it out?" Xie Zhi turned around again.

"No, if it wasn't for the director's liking, the pass should have been passed long ago. It should be a good result—"

A locked door is like Schrödinger's box, it can never be opened, and it will always only make the people outside suffer.

Xie Zhi turned around several times, and Ji Zeyang felt a little distressed looking at it. Just as he was about to go to tell Xie Zhi not to turn around, he saw a hidden side door of the small conference room open.

Ji Zeyang sat in his seat, and with 1.5 eyesight, he could tell immediately that the person who came out was the screenwriter of this movie—the gold-lettered signboard in the circle, Wen Suixin.

A little assistant followed behind Jinziban, holding an electronic cigarette, and handing it to Mr. Jinziban.

The golden signboard picked up the e-cigarette, took a puff, and whispered to the little assistant: "I'm exhausted, Lin Jiu is a bird, just use it if you are satisfied with Yan Si, repeated inspections, playing with other people's mentality, my heart is really dirty. "

The little assistant nodded: "Teacher, what you said is, teacher, I have benefited a lot."

Wen Suixin tapped the assistant with the electronic cigarette, and was just about to point out and criticize this dog-legged compliment, when he suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Wen Suixin poked the little assistant, and pointed at Xie Zhi who was not far away.

Wen Suixin: "Hey, look, are you familiar with this scene?"

The little assistant was at a loss: "Teacher, I don't know."

Wen Suixin: "You - hey, dead wood cannot be carved."

Wen Suixin: "Have you never been to the delivery room? Did you see that all the fathers walking around outside the delivery room look like this."

Wen Suixin finished speaking, stuffed the e-cigarette in his mouth, took another puff, and pretended to blow out a smoke ring into the air: "I don't know who to wait for, that girl is so happy, such a big beautiful boyfriend is circling outside in a hurry he."

After Wen Suixin finished speaking, he gave the e-cigarette to the little assistant with great emotion, and was just about to open the door to enter when his fingers suddenly stopped.

The little assistant observed the situation: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Wen Suixin: "What are we auditioning for today?"

Assistant: "The third male who was left behind by the running actor."

Wen Suixin: "Oh——so among us...are men?"

Assistant: "It's a man, teacher."

Wen Suixin: "Then what's inside now is..."

Assistant: "It's Yan Si."

"There is no kingly law anymore!" Wen Suixin was furious: "Could it be that all the beauties in the world are going to circle around Yan Si?!"

Xie Zhi turned and turned, and finally his legs seemed to be getting thicker, and the door was opened.

Yan Si came out from inside, looking a little tired, and his hair was slightly damp with sweat.

Xie Zhi quickly took out a pack of napkins from his pocket, took out one of them, shook it off, raised his hand, and wiped Yan Si's sweaty forehead.

Yan Si let Xie Zhi move, and after a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi: "Aren't you going to ask me about the result?"

Xie Zhi: "Don't ask, it must be a good result."

"Not so sure." Yan Si smiled wryly, "Uncle Lin... well, let's not talk about it, the screenwriter also left halfway."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xie Zhi repeated.

Yan Si: "Hey..."

Xie Zhi was so distressed that he could only wipe off Yan Si's sweat repeatedly: "It's okay, it's really okay, if they don't choose you...it's their loss."

"Hmm..." Yan Si looked sullen.

Xie Zhi took down the napkin, looked at Yan Si like this, and said anxiously: "Don't be sad..."

"Well..." Yan Si asked, "How can I not be sad..."

Xie Zhi kept staring at Yan Si, and he could see that when Yan Si spoke, his brows and eyes were completely devoid of his usual confidence and high spirits.

Xie Zhi had never seen Yan Si like this before, and his heart ached like crazy.

Xie Zhi looked back at the waiting area where people were still sitting, then looked at the passage to the toilet, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled Yan Si's wrist.

"Let's go over there and talk."

"Ah."

Yan Si followed Xie Zhi all the way, until he reached the window where Lin Jiu cursed just now, Xie Zhi stopped.

This corridor is very hidden, there is no one in front or behind, Xie Zhi turned his back to the window, looked at Yan Si, he hesitated for more than ten seconds, and finally mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

Xie Zhi stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Yan Si's waist, hugged Yan Si loosely, stretched out his hand behind Yan Si, and patted his back lightly.

"This way, I won't be sad..." Xie Zhi closed his eyes, feeling sorry for Yan Si with sympathy.

"puff……"

Yan Si's soft laughter came from above Xie Zhi's head.

The next moment, Xie Zhi felt that his body was locked forward, and then his feet were suspended in the air, and then he turned a circle in the air.

Xie Zhi was dizzy, before he could figure out what was going on, Yan Si had already stopped.

Xie Zhi lowered his head, watched Yan Si raise his head, his brows and eyes were curved, and a few chuckles came out of his throat.

Xie Zhi: "You—"

"You're right." Yan Si said, "It's indeed their loss not to want me."

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si in a daze.

Yan Si: "Then how can such a good person like me cause the crew to suffer such a big loss?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Yan got a hug with a little plan.Tsk.Tsk tsk tsk has no eyes to see.