Si Jin and An Zhimi debuted in the same year, one was born as an idol, and the other focused on filming, and they quickly made their mark in their respective fields.

It is reasonable to say that they do not interfere with each other in their respective fields, but they seem to be born to be at odds, and the fans of the two families are torn apart somehow.

An Zhimi's fans mocked Mr. Si Jin with a cold face like an old cadre.

Si Jin's fans mocked An Wunao's vase as useless.

The two fans have been fighting on their respective social accounts all year round. At the beginning, the teams of both sides tried to save the game, but they were sprayed back with disgrace by Weifan, who doesn't distinguish between friends and foes.

Over time, everyone knew that An Zhimi and Si Jin were at odds.

Zhou Ran didn't know whose message he replied to, so he raised his head and asked hesitantly, "What do you think of Si Jin?"

An Zhimi thought for a while, "I kind of like him."

Zhou Ran was a little surprised, "Why? You haven't seen him before."

"Because he is very real, but my character design is very fake." Tears brought about by sleepiness hung precariously on his eyelashes. Even an idiot can't beat it, I guess he's different from me."

Zhou Ran: "...I have wronged you."

"But it's normal to be different. Si Jin is a real nobleman." Zhou Ran thought for a while, and said, "Don't mess around."

"No, I'm confident that I can pretend to the end." An Zhimi changed his posture, "What kind of character do veteran cadres like? Well-behaved? Or gentle?"

An Zhimi smiled, "I'm the best at pretending to be good."

......

"I dont go."

Another black Bentley came from the opposite direction, and the straight-line distance from Anzhimi gradually shortened.

Si Jin's long legs wrapped under the straight suit pants barely overlapped in front of the car seat, her eyes were full of coldness: "I won't hype with that little star."

Manager Zhuang Wei tried to persuade him: "I've done some research. Although that boy looks a bit aloof, he's very gentle and soft in private. You don't need to make any effort."

A chubby little girl outside the car fell and sat on the ground, looking silly.Si Jin couldn't help laughing, and ignored Zhuang Wei.

Seeing his lack of interest, Zhuang Wei closed her eyes, "Can you stop being too willful?"

Si Jin sneered: "No."

Zhuang Wei's exquisite makeup could not hide her haggardness, "Is there really no discussion?"

The mockery on Si Jin's face was too clear.

Zhuang Wei took a deep breath, "Take a step back. Smoking, drinking, and gossip are not allowed in variety shows. Let's forget about An Zhimi. I'll talk to you."

"and many more."

Si Jin suddenly looked away, and asked without thinking, "You mean, An Zhimi?"

Zhuang Wei stopped talking on the phone, "It's called this name, don't you know?"

Si Jin really didn't know, he thought for a moment: "Is he beautiful? There is a red mole under his eyes, and his skin is very white."

Zhuang Wei gave him a strange look, "That's right, you—"

Si Jin suddenly became interested, but his expression didn't show anything: "I think we can get in touch first, and then consider whether we want to cooperate."

Zhuang Wei was quite speechless: "...What about your principles?"

Si Jin tugged at the bow tie that represented bondage with one hand, pressed her sharp canine teeth with the tip of her tongue, and an aggressive, nasty smile appeared on the corners of her lips: "What do you think?".

Zhuang Wei choked for a while and choked out a sentence——

"You are not allowed to pick up starlets on the show!"

......

The car drove directly to the airport.

When approaching the destination, Zhou Ran led An Zhimi around a corner and walked into a lounge.

This is an extremely spacious room with a luxurious crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The facial features of the person sitting at the solid wooden table under the strong light are just hidden in the shadow behind the light, making it impossible to see clearly.

Wearing a white shirt with black suit pants, the shirt is flat, without a single wrinkle, and the perfect proportion makes the figure look taller and taller.

That majestic and stern temperament made An Zhimi feel a sense of awe subconsciously.

For some reason, An Zhimi suddenly became nervous.

But his two years of camouflage were not in vain. Even though he was flustered, a gentle smile naturally appeared on his face, his long eyelashes trembled a few times, and under the leadership of Zhou Ran, he moved towards the shining The man goes.

"Let me introduce, this is An'an from our family. She has a very gentle personality and doesn't speak harsh words. She is rather timid. I hope that Mr. Si will take care of her." Before he got closer, Zhou Ran introduced him with a smile.

On the other side, Zhuang Wei looked at An Zhimi who was as pure as an angel walking in, and smiled to cover up: "This is Si Jin, it might be boring to get along with, but fortunately, he has good living habits, he doesn't smoke, drink or fall in love, he must be It won't bring your family An'an down."

An Zhimi approached a little closer, dazzled by the sunlight outside the window, he resisted the urge to raise his hand to block the light, and smiled harmlessly at Si Jin: "Hello, I'm An Zhimi."

The expensive figure seemed to be thinking about something, and slowly raised his head when he heard the movement, the diamonds on the cufflinks reflected a subtle light under the light, and slowly revealed the true face of the mysterious actor to An Zhimi.

The moment their eyes collided, the fine dust in the air seemed to have stopped.

Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face clearly, An Zhimi's mind exploded.

The words from the mouths of fanatical fans last night kept echoing in my ears——

"Brother, borrow a fire."

"I like him so much, can you please sign me for him?"

"Nice to meet you, goodbye."

"..."

An Zhimi fed the dog in awe and excitement, he withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and his already cold face showed his true side to Si Jin again.

"Fans? Boring? Don't smoke?" An Zhimi said coldly.

Si Jin raised her eyelids and looked at the young man in front of her with great interest.

An Zhimi has milky white skin, and the tear mole under his eyes adds a bit of innocence, and the words clean and harmless are revealed all over his body. Unfortunately, the false gentleness just now seems to be short-lived, and spikes are exposed in the blink of an eye.

He tilted his head sideways, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Gentle? Lie? Timid?"

Si Jin leaned closer, and the faint cedar fragrance on his body immediately occupied all of An Zhimi's senses, and an ambiguous voice came from his ear, "Kid, don't forget that you lied to me first."

Smelling the strange fragrance, An Zhimi was dizzy for a moment.

The author has something to say: Before meeting——

An Zhimi: I am the best at pretending to be good.

After meeting——

An Zhimi: Gun!

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感谢在2020-01-3123:53:55~2020-02-0219:57:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 big fat boys next door;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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