Actor's special move two hundred and five

Meng Siming did what he said, and he didn't say a word to Feng Xing along the way. Whether it was in the car or on the plane, his face was so long that he didn't even smile when he met fans picking him up. Seeing Xiao Han was terrified.

But the instigator, Feng Xing, hadn't realized his mistake. When he got off the plane, he was even more tightly wrapped than Meng Siming. He had learned Su Zi's way of disguising thoroughly, and he couldn't see any exposed flesh on his whole face. The left side of the sunglasses, mask and hat cover the face layer by layer.

Fortunately, the weather was not hot, otherwise he would have to suffer from illness.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Feng Xing let out a long sigh of relief. He carefully looked at Meng Siming who was sitting on the side, and then glanced at the fans who were still running with the car outside the window. I want to be as popular as Meng Siming, but I feel that I don't have the qualifications at all.

In fact, Meng Siming is more important than such illusory things as success and fame.

Feng Xing took a careful look at Meng Siming, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and carefully stretched out his hand to hold the hand on his lap.

Meng Siming's whole body froze, his brows frowned, his eyelashes trembled a few times, but in the end he still didn't open his eyes, and just silently held Feng Xing back.

In Meng Siming's eyes, as long as it is what Feng Xing does, there is nothing unforgivable, mainly in terms of his IQ, and there is nothing unforgivable for him, but the only thing Meng Siming can't stand is that He is used to holding back everything by himself, and he is stupid and doesn't know how to turn, but he insists on making trouble for himself. Meng Siming really doesn't know how to get rid of his problem, no matter how many times he has said it, it doesn't work.

In fact, Meng Siming knew the little things in Feng Xing's heart, but it was some shameful little inferiority complex. It didn't matter that Feng Xing himself despised himself, but Meng Siming thought that it was enough for him to be good, but Meng Siming didn't know how to say it. Make him understand this.

The two held each other's hands thoughtfully, and they didn't separate until they got home.Xiao Han cautiously called Meng Siming twice, and seeing him open his eyes, he said flatteringly: "Brother Ming, you're home, do you want me to pick you up when you go to the company tomorrow?"

"No need." Meng Siming let go of Feng Xing, and ruthlessly rejected Xiao Han, "Go back and reflect on what you should say and what you should not say. You have been by my side for so many years, and you should know what you are doing!"

Xiao Han burst into tears watching Meng Siming coldly drop such a sentence and get out of the car, and looked at Feng Xing for help, but he didn't expect that Feng Xing, who already regarded himself as a superstar of tomorrow, would ignore him at all. Diandi followed Meng Siming out of the car, and the two of them got into the door one after the other.

Xiao Han turned his head to look at the driver, and asked sadly, "You said... Brother Ming wouldn't really fire me, would he?"

The driver looked at him blankly, without saying a word, and stepped on the accelerator.

……

Shooting a reality show is actually much easier than making a movie. Meng Siming is actually very tired. He changed his shoes tiredly, but he still didn’t forget to ask Feng Xing to settle the score. He just sat down on the sofa with his hands stretched out on the back of the sofa. Looking at Feng Xing who was dawdling by the door with unkind eyes, he said lightly, "Come here."

Feng Xing was arranging his shoes, when he heard Meng Siming's quiet words, he trembled for some reason, turned around and looked at Meng Siming timidly.

"Put your things down and sit over here, I have something to talk to you about." Meng Siming ordered.

Feng Xing nodded, moved over obediently, and sat down in a place opposite Meng Siming, looking like a primary school student who would be punished for doing something wrong.

"What are you doing so far away from me?" Meng Siming was annoyed: "Sit down!"

Feng Xing hesitated for a moment, and moved to Meng Siming's side.

Meng Siming took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said calmly, "Sit beside me."

"Oh." Feng Xing responded in a low voice, walked over with his head down, and sat down next to Meng Siming.

When Meng Siming saw his low-browed, pleasing-to-eyes look, he felt that most of his anger had subsided. He hugged his shoulders helplessly, couldn't help touching the top of his head, and asked softly, "What's the matter? These two days Something is wrong all the time, what Xiao Han said has such a big influence on you?"

Feng Xing sniffed, and said dully: "It has nothing to do with Xiao Han at all, it's my own problem."

Meng Siming hugged him into his arms and sighed, "Even if you have nothing to do with Xiao Han, why can't you tell me what's wrong with you? Do you have to be alone?"

Feng Xing was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him apologetically, and asked tentatively, "Did I cause you trouble?"

In fact, thinking about it, Meng Siming came out to look for him while he was recording a show at night, and he was so awkward that he couldn't explain why. Meng Siming was short-tempered again, and he definitely wanted to beat him up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Feng Xing whispered, "Actually, I just feel...I'm sorry for you."

Meng Siming frowned, picked him up from his arms, looked into his eyes and asked strangely, "I'm sorry? What are you doing?"

If it had been changed to before, Meng Siming would definitely have thought that Feng Xing had cheated on Qu Ruolang, but obviously, some subtle things have happened recently, it is impossible for Feng Xing to go to Qu Ruolang, and it is impossible for Qu Ruolang to fall in love with him. Seal line.

As for the others, Meng Siming has absolute confidence. He is more attractive than anyone in the program group. It is impossible for anyone to hook Feng Xing away these two days. Even Wang Yang, who told jokes, changed because of Feng Xing. A shell did not recognize him.

When Feng Xing heard Meng Siming ask him what he was doing, he felt a little wronged. He obviously had never done anything, but somehow his body was changed, somehow Meng Siming took him to act in a movie, and somehow became a movie star... Feng Xing felt that these things were really unbelievable.

"Speak!" Seeing him sitting in a daze again, Meng Siming urged in a deep voice.

Feng Xing came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked at him sadly, and said hesitantly: "Brother Ming, you used me to act in the movie... Do you still remember?"

Meng Siming was stunned for a moment before he realized what it means to "use the movies I acted in", and asked in puzzlement: "How can I not remember the movies I made? What do you want to say?"

Feng Xing looked at him with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly, "Didn't you notice that my attention has increased?"

"Huh?" Meng Siming still didn't understand.

Feng Xing felt that Meng Siming was really stupid. He still didn't understand what he said so clearly, so he simply closed his eyes, his heart broke, and he said loudly: "I stole your limelight! I'm even on the hot searches! "

"..." Meng Siming seemed to finally understand what he was going to say. He was stunned for a long time before he said dryly, "So, it's because of this that you think you're going to be popular?"

Feng Xing opened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, "What do you mean by 'just because of this'? It's a big deal... When you were recording a show, several program directors came to ask me when I would debut Yes, and... and Brother Xiao Han also said that I will definitely be popular."

This time it was Meng Siming's turn to stare at him with complicated eyes. Meng Siming opened and closed his mouth, and after several back and forth, he opened his mouth and said, "You, do you want to make a debut?"

Feng Xing shook his head like a rattle, and immediately refused: "Of course I don't want to, you know me, if you let me face the camera, I will definitely go into shock!"

Meng Siming really wanted to pry his head open to see what was going on inside, but because of a hot search, he felt that he was about to become popular, and even because of this, he started to feel a sense of crisis. Meng Siming couldn't bear to tell him that the hot search The search was specially bought by Mingyang Films to stir up topics...

"And..." Feng Xing lowered his head and continued: "My family will definitely see it too. I haven't been home for so long. I don't know if they will recognize me."

Meng Siming was stunned, patted his head after a while, and asked in a deep voice: "That time, you said you would call home to clarify, what happened?"

Feng Xing shook his head in a low voice, "I lied to you, how dare I call... Just thinking about it makes me feel so nervous, maybe they have long forgotten that there is such a person as me."

Meng Siming finally understood now that Feng Xing's worry about being popular was only one aspect, and probably the most important thing was that he wanted his family to contact him, but was afraid of not contacting him at all, which tortured him all the time.

Meng Siming sighed, put him in his arms again, and asked carefully, "Then do you want to go home?"

"I don't know..." Feng Xing's voice was low, "It doesn't matter if you go back or not, they especially despise me. I've been out for so many years, if they wanted to find me, they would have looked for me long ago."

"Maybe they can't find you?" Meng Siming comforted him. "You have also changed your mobile phone number, your job and your residence. Maybe your family has looked for you?"

Feng Xing's eyes were red, and he buried his face in Meng Siming's arms, and said in a muffled voice: "My cousin has always been fans of me on Weibo, and my cousin is still your fan. When the Minglang group disbanded, , We even had a fight, and then we fanned each other on Weibo and scolded each other every day... But she rarely scolds me now, maybe even she has forgotten me..."

Meng Siming frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, and hesitantly said after a long time: "Your Weibo... Hasn't it changed the 'camp' now?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Xing looked up at him with red eyes.

Meng Siming didn't know much about the world of young star fans like them, but he still felt that it might have something to do with it, so he looked down at Feng Xing, "I mean, haven't you become my fan now? ?”

The "Meng Sihei" who used to scold my cousin suddenly disappeared, maybe my cousin is also wondering why this cousin [-] suddenly disappeared.

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