President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The filming of the whole day went smoothly.

Liang Xiao was used to being uncomfortable, and he was not affected by a trivial cold, so he solidly completed the set shooting task.

With the lessons learned from the lead actor, the assistant director led the props team to make an emergency investigation, and sure enough, they found three wrongly bought fireworks. With lingering fears, they thanked Liang Xiao all the way.

"You're welcome, give him these too."

Director Jin made the decision: "Take it back, and blow up the windows of anyone who doesn't like it."

"..." Liang Xiao continued a big scene, rarely took a sip of saliva, and coughed twice: "Director Jin."

Jin Zhenbo frowned and looked at him: "Have you caught a cold?"

Liang Xiao didn't think he was so obviously ill this time, so he was stunned for a while: "You can see it?"

"It's the flu season again, and several crew members have been recruited."

The production director came over and gave him two bags of banlangen: "Director Jin is nervous when he sees anyone coughing."

Liang Xiao still had at least two boxes of Banlangen in stock, so the kindness was hard to refuse, and he took it over to say thank you.

"Pay attention to protection, if you need a rest, just say so."

Jin Zhenbo is not such a tyrant, and he is not in a hurry about the progress of the filming: "The schedule is not too tight, at best, I will shoot supporting roles for a few more days."

"Thank you." Liang Xiao nodded, "Not yet, I will tell the crew if there are special circumstances."

Jin Zhenbo looked at him, didn't persuade him much, and went to watch the monitor playback with the assistant director.

"Director Jin has such a temper." The production director accompanied Liang Xiao to remove his makeup and explained to him, "Don't take it personally, he is actually quite satisfied with you."

Liang Xiao smiled: "Director Jin is good for me, so he is very strict."

Seeing that he didn't feel dissatisfied or conflicted, the production director was relieved: "Yes, he will be strict with anyone who is promising."

"You are really promising." The production director looked at Weibo and praised him with a smile, "I saw your photos, and they spread so widely that they all went out of the circle."

Liang Xiao adjusted the character design to meet the requirements of the crew, and this new set of elite photos is undoubtedly for this purpose. The production director is very pleased: "Now there are not many people who are willing to cooperate with the crew like this... Xingguan really has nothing to do explain."

Going too far, Xingguan didn't intentionally guide him during this time, but when Liang Xiao's photos were released, they still strongly attracted a wave of attention.

Even without relying on the high-end equipment that is too capable to play, just the handsome and extravagant appearance that is completely different from the usual state, invisibly fits the identity of the young master, and provides a lot of convenience for the crew to promote the publicity.

"Also—the rumor that you were kidnapped."

The production director brought a promotional mouthpiece, couldn't help eating melons, and asked him: "Is it true? When you were a child..."

Liang Xiao laughed: "It's fake."

The production director was a little disappointed: "Oh."

"Recently, someone was trying to dig out information about my past, and found a few more explanations... to muddy the water."

Liang Xiao apologized: "It will not affect the crew's promotion."

"It's okay, it's okay." The production director waved his hand, "Your news is not negative news, at most it is topical."

"Besides, it's time for you to start now. I'll fuck you while you're not standing still. If you don't make small moves, it's not normal."

The production director has been filming scenes with him for the past few days, and he thinks he still has some confidence in the audience: "The clean is clear, even if there are negative news, you are going straight, and you are not afraid of their slander."

Liang Xiao smiled, but did not speak.

Unfortunately, the production director was right.

The next day, when Liang Xiao was about to play, Duan Ming hurriedly dragged him to the sidelines.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

Duan was obviously more anxious than him, and frowned: "I don't know where this group of people rummaged from corners... They picked up something about your college days."

Liang Xiao already felt like he was catching a cold today, so he asked his assistant for a tissue and coughed twice.

Duan Ming was worried: "Does it matter?"

"It's okay, I have a little cough, and there is no taste in my mouth."

Liang Xiao didn't take it seriously, and flipped through his snack box: "Is there any sugar?"

"Yes, Mr. Huo asked the team to buy it." Duan Ming dug out several for him, "Which one do you want?"

Liang Xiao usually eats whatever he wants, but when he catches a cold, he is hypocritical. He picks and chooses and sighs for a long time: "I don't like it..."

Duan Ming was furious: "Can I give you two catties of sugar?"

"No need." Liang Xiao coughed, "The brand I usually eat will do."

"The brand you used to eat is gone, and it's not in a radius of tens of kilometers."

Duan Ming shattered his dream: "If you ask them to buy it, they don't know which one to buy. They bought it wrong last time and last time. Don't you say that you don't like pineapple and grapefruit?"

Duan Ming couldn't help asking him: "Does that brand have a hundred flavors?"

Every time Liang Xiao got it from Mr. Huo, he didn't pay attention, he didn't expect it to be so complicated: "I don't know either...it's okay, it's okay, toffee is fine."

Liang Xiao peeled off a piece and put it in his mouth: "What's the matter with my university?"

"Only those who work part-time...your school still has records."

Duan Ming felt bad for him, and didn't want to go into details: "It happens that we are working hard on not being short of money, and the theory that your young master was kidnapped and caused the pheromone explosion is relatively widely accepted, and it is basically acquiesced."

Duan Ming frowned: "It's no problem at first, but in this way, your resume will conflict with these two. They use this to prove that you didn't have a good time in college..."

Liang Xiao was stunned: "I didn't do well in college?!"

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming thought about the full part-time job information that was exposed, and couldn't help frowning: "What kind of life did you live before college?"

Liang Xiao has been asked about this again and again recently, and he pressed his forehead, feeling a little unsure: "They didn't find out, did they?"

"Not yet." Duan Ming frowned, and helped him to sit down, "Xingguan sent people to infiltrate, followed the clues to investigate, it is a gossip operation team that specializes in picking people's backgrounds."

Liang Xiao took a sip of Banlangen, nodded and sighed: "Boss Huo still wants to buy Long Tao as soon as possible."

"..." Duan Ming doesn't have many opportunities to listen to such domineering arguments. I don't know what he has learned from Mr. Huo recently, so he glanced at him: "Don't underestimate this group of people, many people in the circle have been targeted by them However, in the end, most of them use money to seal the situation."

Liang Xiao's experience is not a big problem, but after all, the experience of his youth has also buried a minefield, and if it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, it is uncertain how it will happen.

Regardless of this, some people have begun to question his group of photos. Liang Xiao's living standard in college can't afford the price of this suit at all.

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "I had a difficult life before university, and I worked hard in university..."

Duan Ming pressed his forehead: "I picked up a ring. Is there a sealed future actor becoming a god system inside?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao tried his best to hold on to the setting: "Fry Bitcoin? I am very talented in business."

Duan Ming reminded him: "Two years ago, you were still flying around in the sky with Wia on behalf of Chai Ke."

Liang Xiao went all out: "Personal hobbies."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming took him for being short-tempered, and sighed: "The best way is actually to tell the truth, one lie after another, sooner or later there will be problems."

The identity of Liang Xiao when he was a child was indeed hidden, but the instigator was shady and did not dare to jump out to seek his own death, and there were not many clues and evidence to be found.

If the current human-design conflict is not resolved, if it is allowed to develop, it will be a matter of time before the person who is supported will figure it out.

Once it spreads all over the Internet, no matter whether it is clarified or not, it will be difficult to wash it thoroughly.

"Mr. Huo... originally intended to disclose your relationship."

Duan Ming discussed with him in a low voice: "Now is the time."

Liang Xiao shook his head: "It's an opportunity for me, not for Xingguan."

Now that it is made public, according to Huo Lan's temper, he will definitely tell the truth.It is naturally a good thing for him, the two love each other freely, and the rumors of nurturing are self-defeating.

"But I don't have enough qualifications to traffic now, everything is just getting started."

Liang Xiao: "I'm an artist of Star Crown, Mr. Huo is with me, even if the artists inside Star Crown don't think much, the outside will force their fans to think more."

Is there a run, is there a rivalry, is there any unfairness through the back door.

Why can he get the resources, why are these resources not in the hands of other artists.

Xingguan has always been known for its fairness, but it is inevitable that there will be competition in the circle. The resources in the hands of some people are not good enough. As long as fans are guided a little bit by caring people, there will be no market for conspiracy theories.

Once there is a trouble, Star Crown's stock price and reputation will suffer.

Duan Ming also knew this, that's why he stopped Huo Lan at the reception, in a dilemma: "Yes...but now we have to deal with it here."

Duan Ming frowned: "The momentum of this gang has already risen, and it's too obvious to force it down. If they want to make trouble, Xingguan will not be able to control it. At that time, some people will really suspect that you have money because you are being taken care of. , the words are much uglier than now."

Liang Xiao pondered and nodded: "I know."

Duan Ming reminded him: "If something really happens, Xingguan can't control Mr. Huo."

"..." Liang Xiao pressed his forehead: "I know."

Huo Lan was always upright, Xingguan did not rely on crooked methods to get to where he is today, but relied on a few times of danger to win. First, he bluntly polished his reputation and quality, and then he attracted a group of powerful artists. .

Even if every minister knows that the president has a close relationship with him, the resources that Liang Xiao can get now are all evaluated and confirmed suitable for him based on his strength.

According to their boss Huo's temper, maybe they can't understand why falling in love with someone they like has something to do with the company's internal resource allocation.

Liang Xiao's face was a little hot, and he kissed Wu's hand: "Looking at it this way...there is only one way left."

Duan Ming: "What?"

"Find out our contract, add a zero after it, and take a bite of 100 million."

Liang Xiao: "Be self-reliant and make a fortune."

Liang Xiao was upright and awe-inspiring: "Let Mr. Huo come forward and return my innocence."

……

Duan Ming almost forgot about it, his eyes widened in astonishment for a while, but he was unable to refute: "You're right..."

It not only explained the reason for the sudden wealth, but also explained the reason for the intersection with Mr. Huo.

Except for profiteering behaviors such as being scolded by black hands and paying sky-high prices, the logic is almost impeccable.

Liang Xiao raised his hand and gave him a high five.

Duan Ming’s expected solution was far from this when he came. He was somehow persuaded by him, stood up, and went to discuss with the Star Crown team in a daze.

On the way back to the hotel, Liang Xiao was so sleepy from the cold medicine that he leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep for a while.

In a daze, I had another dream.

It's strange to say that every time he was forcibly pulled out of those messy things in the past, thinking about Huo Lan falling asleep, he would end up dreaming of that hut in the south of the Yangtze River.

Liang Xiao deeply spurned his scumbag behavior in his dream, but couldn't help it, and opened the door.

The room was empty, nothing.

Liang Xiao's heart sank.

He knew when he was dreaming about.

After going to college, Liang Xiao also went to many small studios to earn money, and he went to Jiangnan three times but never entered, and finally couldn't help it.

Xiao Liangxiao, who ran away with his bedroll packed back then, returned everything, except the key, which he kept close to his body all the time, and sneaked around when he was homesick.

There was a school holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, and he was alone in the dormitory, kneeling for ten rounds in a row, and his mentality finally completely collapsed.

It was probably when he was young and frivolous, the background sound of the game set off, Liang Xiao couldn't hold back, and the only time he was impulsive.

Liang Xiao bought a train ticket overnight and went to Jiangnan with the key.

Having been walking for four years, Liang Xiao originally thought that he had almost forgotten the way. When he got off the train, his legs didn't even ask his brain's will, and he turned all the way into the familiar high-end residential area.

On the way back, Liang Xiao actually thought about many possibilities.

When he was in Jiangnan, the other party was already a senior in high school, maybe he no longer lived here, and the locks had probably been changed.

Liang Xiao was even prepared, as soon as the lock was changed, he would take the key to the flower bed downstairs of their house, and bury the key with flower petals while coughing and crying.

……

As a result, the key, which had been rubbed smooth by him, slid into the keyhole without even having time to apply force.

At that time, the teenager Liang Xiao already felt that he was living a good life. He deliberately wore the best clothes he bought, but he still couldn't hold back his nervous heartbeat. He quickly pulled out the key and ran away. I cleaned it up carefully.

There are about ten tons of hair gel specially applied to the hair.

Liang Xiao's heart skipped a beat all the way, and he walked back with his shoulders straight and his hands and feet together, and opened the lock with the key little by little.

He also thought about it, if the other party is still angry with him, he will coax him well, if he wants to beat him up, he will stand next to him.

If you are not angry with him, you are still willing to hug him...

At that time, Liang Xiao actually didn't dare to think about this, and deliberately stuffed several layers of anti-beating cardboard into his clothes.

The dream still stopped at the scene in front of him, Liang Xiao frowned, was uncomfortably shaken by the headlights of the headlights, and turned sideways.

The picture in the dream was exactly the same as what I saw back then.

The door opened, and it was empty inside.

Nothing at all.

There is no Jiang Nanye A, there is no bookshelf as many as three walls in memory, and there is no wooden desk that he secretly carved several QAQs.

There are no exercise books that nearly drove him crazy, no reference books that hit the wall by heart.

Liang Xiao stood at the door in a daze for about ten minutes, then found his leg and walked in slowly.

The hand holding the key couldn't help trembling, so he could only hold it with the other hand, and used his shoulder to help close the door together.

The room was almost emptied, and only the dusty sofa was left. It had not been taken care of for several years, and it was so old that it could not see the color of the time.

Liang Xiao thought for a while, took out the anti-beating cardboard from his clothes, put on a mask and cleaned the house.

The sofa cover was also removed, washed and dried on the balcony.

Liang Xiao walked around the room twice, spread those cardboards on the sofa, lay on it and tried to roll a few times.

In the empty room, Liang Xiao curled up into a little ball while holding the key.

……

Liang Xiao actually didn't like this dream very much, he frowned and tried his best to wake up, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

The unchanging dream imprisoned him irresistibly, only the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and he could vaguely see that time was still flowing.

The sky had faded away, and the inside and outside of the house were wrapped in silence and darkness.

Fireworks were being set off outside the window, it was probably some kind of celebration, and the noise of the people was extraordinarily cheerful.

That day, the boy Liang Xiao slept in an empty room, and accidentally caught a cold the next morning. Sniffing his nose, he worked hard and put on the sofa cover, and went downstairs step by step with his own guy in his arms.

The young Liang Xiao wanted to bury the key and the petals in the flower bed while crying and coughing. After being so hard for a long time, he couldn't give up, and carefully put it back into his close pocket.

He didn't cry anymore.

The road was chosen by himself, and the young Liang Xiao didn't shed a single tear, and took the train back to school with the key in his pocket.

The timeline in the dream finally lasted until the fireworks were set off, Liang Xiao's closed eyes were dazzled by the light, and he subconsciously hid, and was about to turn over when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

Liang Xiao's chest suddenly tightened violently, and he opened his eyes without taking a breath.

He didn't know when he returned to the hotel, lying on the bed lying on his side, with a very familiar bottle tied on the back of his hand.

The room was empty.

Liang Xiao pulled out the needle and got out of bed, top-heavy and swaying outside.

When he ran to the living room, he slammed into the broad chest and shoulders, and was caught by Qingliang Xueyi.

Liang Xiao's chest heaved several times, the pain was severe, he grabbed his wrist and endured it, his hair lowered and trembling, tears burst out silently.

He didn't want to lose his sight, so he wiped his eyes several times indiscriminately, hastily hugged him tightly, and raised his head out of breath.

Huo Lan just came back, covered in dust and dust, with his left hand still holding the door lock, while his right hugged him tightly.

Huo Lan focused his eyes on him, held Liang Xiao's wrist, and exerted a little force to make him open his mouth, and branded the bloody place on his palm.

Liang Xiao's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to speak out: "Huo——"

Huo Lan lowered his head, embraced Liang Xiao's tense and thin back, and kissed him.

Liang Xiao's chest palpitated lightly, he caused him to slightly part his lips, before he could recover, the tip of his tongue suddenly sweetened.

Huo Lang kissed him, and fed him the most suitable fruit candy for Mr. Liang, at least he would have to drive dozens of kilometers to buy fruit candy that they could only understand when Mr. Huo went to buy it himself.