When I Return With You [Entertainment]

"Damn!" Staring at the phone that was hung up, Jian Yang's obscene words were thoughtless and smooth.

Thanks to the gift of the past six months, Jian Yang, who has almost completely digested the memory of another person, has also suffered a great impact on his personality. He is almost a fusion of the two personalities. It can be the willful, lazy, playful and rebellious of the original owner, or it can be Liang. Qiao's forbearance, perseverance, romantic and affectionate.

Ying Wang Liangqiao is the best at disguising, the current Jian Yang will be his perfect mask, and he will wear a mask for the rest of his life.

A way out...?Jian Yang finally digested the memory of the original owner, not because he was as rebellious as the original owner, as if the whole world was sorry for him, and then fell into the abyss of depravity full of hostility, he needed to find the meaning of living a new life.

Now...he needs to find something to do.After all, he is not the original owner, he can accept memories, but he can't accept feelings, Jian Ping doesn't care about him, and the entertainment circle is just a synonym for high-level theater troupes in his heart.So in his heart, he secretly affirmed the suggestion that Jian Ping mentioned just now that the original owner had said decisively that he would never be able to agree.

After thinking about it, he got up and turned on the computer, and sent a notice of leave for the next ten days on the live channel. If he really decided to act, it would probably be more than ten days... Thinking of this, he was amused to see that the comment had been There are countless howls.

In the past six months, he has been broadcasting how he uses ancient martial arts to exercise for so long every day. He broadcasts live for two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening. What, I don't deliberately promote myself, the interaction is pitiful, and I don't open Weibo, as if I just punched a card in front of them.

But occasionally say "good morning" and "good night" to them before the end. After the exercise, the voice is deep and panting, which is extremely provocative. A group of people are "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" every day.

In fact, the first live broadcast of ancient martial arts was fresh, and it was not there after so many live broadcasts. Jian Yang was not a martial arts master after all before he was reborn. Trying to recall, he only played a dozen different sets of boxing in exchange. Even if he danced the sword a few times in the middle, and the number exploded a few times, but that's all.

Generally speaking, this is not mainstream after all.But after this period of time, I can patiently watch him practice for four hours without saying a word and become a die-hard fan. The number of sunspots has indeed decreased a lot, and he has barely become a purple. During this period of time, this alone has earned a lot of money.

And this request for leave is naturally no small matter.

Regardless of the noise below, he turned off the computer neatly.Fans are quite interesting creatures. During the live broadcast, some fans asked him if he wanted to enter the entertainment industry. They seemed to think it was a pity for him to make such a fuss. He was noncommittal at the time.

After all, at that time, he still had the idea of ​​"study and excellence will lead to an official", and he was interested in civil servants, but now...he has changed his mind.

And after half a year of preparation, he was about to start checking the results.

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"Card--"

"Miss Zheng Yaoxi Zheng, I beg you to stop in moderation, okay?!" Jian Ping slapped the armrest of the chair violently, his originally elegant and gentle face was already distorted, "cao! You acted like a simple and ignorant boudoir lady, didn't you? The flirtatious/flashy ji/girl on the romantic stage, you don’t care how you play with me/he/mother off the set! Just follow my pace on the set, ok?”

"Okay, go down and clean up! Who is the leading actor? Get ready for the next one!" Jian Ping, who had finished scolding, was still aggressive, and with a look of disgust, he threw aside the bloody Zheng Yaoxi who had been scolded by him.

Zheng Yaoxi, who was scolded to death, stood there, her pretty face was distorted by the anger, staring at Jian Ping without moving.

The atmosphere is simply tense.

Zheng Yaoxi's little assistant tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said timidly: "Sister Yaoxi, Director Jian just has this temper, that's fine, let's go down quickly..."

The sound became more and more inaudible the further back.

The little assistant was trembling and almost crying... It's really unlucky, these two people are always at odds, one has a bad temper, and one is more annoying than the other...

In the end, it was always those powerless little shrimps who suffered.

"Bastard! What are you! How dare you control me!" Zheng Yaoxi viciously pushed away the little assistant who came to her door to vent her anger, gnashed his teeth and pointed at Sang Huai, hmph, isn't he just a famous director?There is ample time!

Zheng Yaoxi straightened out the heavy costume, turned around and walked away step by step with her chin raised.

And behind her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, looking at her like that, who does she think she is?" A female court attendant who couldn't stand Zheng Yaoxi for a long time sneered in a low voice.

"Come on, she's a big name, airborne heroine oh, tsk, look at her on the shelf, I don't know what kind of actress is here!" Her companion also whispered.

Taking advantage of this short period of free time, the people around soon started discussing with each other.

"Yeah, I don't know how long I've been holding back Director Jian's violent temper. He's the one who strives for perfection in his works. This piece of mouse shit is still a big one, and I don't know how big it is. Only the backstage can make Director Jian let go."

"Well...Looking at this acting, no matter how big the backstage is, it probably won't be able to stop Director Jian's determination to cut down the heroine's roles on a large scale." Don't be too gloating in your tone.

"Well, no matter how few roles she has, she'll be content. This is Director Jian's first costume drama, and it's adapted from a popular online novel. Just for this gimmick, how many people want to join our "Troubled Times" What about the crew of Floating Life?"

"Hey, speaking of this novel, I'm still a fan of the original novel. Unfortunately, it looks like this... So, the drama is used to destroy the book. Seeing Zheng Yaoxi playing the heroine Fuqian makes my stomach hurt... Ouch, That's my goddess!"

Sigh... Most of the people who liked this novel all sighed together. Zheng Yaoxi, who had just joined the crew for less than half a month, managed to offend a large number of people with her big names. She is notorious in the crew and popular It's too bad to be reasonable.

I don't know how this EQ grew so big.

"Actually, I feel sympathetic to Director Jane for some reason. Who doesn't know that he always treats his dramas as his own son, but this time his son looks so crooked... Oh, he's about to have a heart attack." A photographer said That is called a tone of excitement.

"Heh! I won't bother you about my son Waiwai for the time being, but seeing you so boring makes me really..." Jian Ping's voice came faintly.

"Get to your positions! If you don't return to your original positions within 1 minute, you... just/he/mother immediately, neatly, get the hell out of here and gossip!" The voice suddenly raised an octave, like a thunderbolt on the ground It exploded with a bang, "Also, since you are so energetic and caring about others, cancel your dinner today!"

Everyone jumped up immediately when they heard the words, and quickly returned to their original positions. They dared not speak out, and looked at Jian Ping with sad faces.

Director Jian is not eating explosives/drugs today, but swallowing fire/drug barrels...

"Next, action—"

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"You said that little boy who gave a lecture on Zen really won't be able to come?" Finally, after the whole morning's scene, Jian Ping frowned, and asked Assistant Xu next to him with a worried face, "Didn't you mean a slight sprain? Can't bear this pain? Huh?!"

The sound is getting more and more scary.

Assistant Xu was taken aback. He had been with Jian Ping for a long time, and the low pressure didn't frighten him at all, so he replied helplessly: "This... Didn't you get some news last night? Yan Zhi is said to have An audition opportunity for a big production, just because of a sprain attack, our small temple can't accommodate the big Buddha, he insists on leaving, but he can't stop it."

"Bah... he doesn't understand how much Yan Zhi weighs. Although my drama is a small screen... but how has it ever been less popular? A short-sighted frog in a well will definitely mess me up. I want to see it." , Offended me, how long can he be proud?" Jian Ping couldn't help it, he turned his head and began to rub his brows.

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"Hey, little brother... We are a film studio here, and several production crews are shooting, and irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter." Outside Ruishi Studios, several security guards are blocking a casually dressed, handsome young man.

"I'm not an irrelevant person, I was... called by Director Jane." Jian Yang spread his hands helplessly, frowned his beautiful brows, and looked sincere.

"Director Jian? But Director Jian didn't inform us that someone is coming, does the young man have any proof? Or it's okay to call the director's assistant?"

"I still need to prove this?" Jian Yang looked at these security guards nervously, "And I don't have his assistant's number in my phone..."

Hey... In this era, even a theater troupe has such good security measures?Sure enough, they are all high-level troupes now!

Then...

I saw the tall and thin young man swiftly and nimbly shuttling among the tall and burly security guards, moving his hands and feet in a very pleasing way.

"Eh? My waist flashed!" "Hiss—it hurts to be kicked on the bottom of the head..." "Ah—my feet, huh, huh—"

……

There was a period of chaos, and when a few security guards came back to their senses, the people had disappeared.

Several security guards looked at each other in blank dismay, then hurriedly dialed the number of the director of the film studio.

And in Ruishi Studios.

"The body is still too weak... I can only take advantage of it!" Jian Yang clapped his hands neatly, "Well, but the ancient martial arts that these people regard as a fairy tale really exist... Haha..."

Jian Yang, who was entertaining himself, kicked his lazy steps and muttered the joke he told himself in a low voice.

The young man with a lazy face in a T-shirt and jeans looks like all ordinary young people in this world.

Sometimes he is surprised that his adaptability to this era is simply unbelievable.

However, his past 20 years gradually began to blur, and he even began to think...whether his life as Liang Qiao was just a dream that was too real and too long for Jian Yang.

Heh...but it's meaningless to think about it.

Jian Yang looked at the busy figures around with great interest, and occasionally a few people wearing costumes from different eras walked by alternately, walking in a hurry, like silhouettes in disordered time and space.

Of course, Jian Yang has watched TV in the past six months, and has followed several urban life dramas in a daze. It is trivial and lengthy, but it is of great help to him to understand this era more intuitively and meticulously.

Well, the one who walked past just now seems to be the next-door neighbor Lao Wang in "Three Kingdoms of Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law"?Well, that mole is too big to be saved, and that, that...

Jian Yang watched intently and with great interest.

However, extreme joy begets sorrow.

"Bang—" the sound of a large bag of lunch falling to the ground instantly.

"Hiss—" a voice gasped in pain.

Jian Yang bent over and covered his severely burned chest, while cursing himself inwardly for not walking well, he couldn't help but look at the culprit, and was about to play a rogue and said.

When he looked up, there was a young man in a blue plaid shirt who was silently bending over to pick up the scattered lunch boxes. The force of the impact was not small, and a bag of boxes was scattered all over the place. The box was sealed well, but no rice spilled out.

The man picked up the boxes without saying a word, and with his lowered head, he could only see the black hair that had not been well-groomed from a simple angle.

"Hey... It's obvious that my burns are serious, so you..." As for those lunch boxes?

The second half of Jian Yang's words were stuck in his throat after seeing the man's raised face.

It was the face of a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was very well-born at first glance, with slender eyebrows and slightly raised eyebrows, the most delicate eyes half drooping indifferently, a straight nose and thin lips, and a expressionless face that revealed Exuding a cold color that strangers should not get close to.

["Hey, Wu Chen, you said how good-looking your parents are to make you like this? You look like this, tsk tsk tsk, if you were a woman, this prince would go all out and ask to marry you!" The bohemian prince smiled and held his face Huddled in a squatter room with an indifferent monk, he likes to tease his dead-faced and paralyzed best friend with words.

"I don't know." The person who copied the scriptures didn't give him a spare vision.

"Ah, what don't you know?"

"The poor monk has never met his parents."

So I don't know... what do my parents look like?The prince, who was joking and joking, immediately stopped smiling, and then immediately changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

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"Fortunately, Wuchen, you are a monk. If you return to vulgarity and go down the mountain, the prince's reputation as the most handsome son in Daliang may not be kept. Look at this ruthless appearance, haha, no wonder you are so fascinated by the little girls who come to offer incense. Meat and Basu." Seeing his best friend listening carefully after playing a piece, the prince became more itchy and couldn't help laughing again.It's just that he has jade crown and black hair, soft eyebrows, curved lips, and a deep smile in his eyes, so he is so handsome and affectionate that no one can compare.

"They... came for you." The monk who was teased was not annoyed at all, avoiding that scorching smile, as if he wanted to avoid the ten feet of soft red dust, he just lowered his head and retorted calmly.

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"—Is it... Wuchen?"

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you can accept the interspersed memory killing ORZ in the article, I really like Wuchen so much, I just wrote this article for the sake of this character in my mind