After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

Cheng Weizhi has an endless cycle of eating, sleeping, and exercising every day except for filming time.

Before that, he lost more than ten catties in a month, so thin that the curvature of the ribs on his body could be clearly seen, and the texture of the few chest muscles and abdominal muscles that he had finally trained was much lighter.In the next few scenes, he had to show his waist all the time, and even appeared half naked. The director had to send someone to train him to gain weight and muscle.

In a few days, his figure became round again, and his skin was also tanned to a light wheat color on the hills of Gaoling, looking mature and healthy.

Cheng Weizhi only knew when he became an actor. It turns out that there is no boundary between thin and fat. Today, you are still skinny and weak. In two days, you will have an enviable physique.

Health is health, but I don’t know how long it can last.

Although the temperature in Gaoling is not high, the afternoon sun is quite strong and dazzling, and the dry and cold wind blows in gusts, as if it is about to cut into the flesh fiercely along with the sun.

Cheng Weizhi was sitting behind a big rock to keep out the wind and was drinking egg white powder. Halfway through his drink, Liu Zhonglin suddenly trot over and said, "Mr. Duan is coming this afternoon, do you want to meet?"

"Ah, he has returned to China?" Cheng Weishi glanced at the barren yellow hills around him and the few bare saplings on the hills, his eyebrows and eyes full of doubts, "What is he doing here? What is it here? nor."

Liu Zhonglin put on an expression of "this is also a question": "Of course it is his uncle, director Chen Xinchi. When Director Chen is out shooting movies, his mother, Mr. Duan's grandmother, often misses him, but Mr. Duan Grandma is old and her legs and feet are not flexible, so she can't visit Director Chen in person, so she often asks Mr. Duan to visit the class and bring home the recent situation of Director Chen."

Cheng Weizhi suddenly realized, and tapped his forehead lightly with two fingers, the spoon fell into the bowl with a crisp "ding" sound, and two drops of juice splashed out: "Oh yes, why did I forget, Chen The director and Duan Kejia are relatives. But... Since you miss your son, why don't you call in person? Now that you can make video calls, it's better for Director Chen to tell his mother what's going on directly than to let a third party pass on the news. ,Yes or no?"

"I don't know about that." Liu Zhonglin rolled the toe of his shoe into a small mud circle on the ground, shook his head and said, "Maybe the old lady also wants her grandson to get closer to his uncle, after all, they are in the same circle. Yes, helping each other counts as taking care of each other."

There was not a single cloud in the pure sky, and the sun shone with impunity.Cheng Weizhi raised his head for a long time, and his eyes began to struggle, feeling astringent and sour, and there were a few white shadows in front of his eyes.He stood up, drank the protein|powder in the bowl in one gulp, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Mr. I'm afraid I don't have time to see me, so let's talk about it when we return to City S later."

Liu Zhonglin nodded: "Okay, then I won't contact Mr. Duan for you. I remember that you also have Mr. Duan's mobile phone number. In fact, you can contact him in person."

Cheng Weizhi frowned, and his tone seemed very helpless: "I feel that he has pulled me into the blacklist. Since that day, I sent him a message, and he never replied to me."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and opened his mailbox.

Liu Zhonglin watched as the other party's finger scratched a strange name.

——Master Yideng.

"Master Yideng?!..." Liu Zhonglin looked at the screen in shock, "This is... Mr. Duan's number note?"

"Yes." Cheng Weishi smiled, "It's just a random nickname, don't take it seriously."

A few days ago, he was lying on the hospital bed idle and bored. Suddenly, he rewatched a few episodes of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". That's all for Duan, the most important thing is that Duan Kejia is as rich, powerful and has the capital to have fun as Emperor Duan, but he insists on being pure-minded and strict with self-discipline. Monk begging.

Such an interesting metaphor has completely changed in Liu Zhonglin's eyes.He made a little connection between this name and the previous disagreement between the two, and suddenly came up with an unbelievable conjecture—couldn't it be that Mr. Duan was cuckolded by someone...

Cheng Weizhi said: "Look, I sent two text messages a few days ago, but he didn't reply to me."

One is "I'm sorry." The other is "I'm very sorry, I misunderstood."

The interval between the two text messages was two days, and neither received a reply.

For some reason, Liu Zhonglin became more courageous, grabbed Cheng Weishi's mobile phone, swiped to the number and pressed the dial button: "It's not easy to know if someone has blocked you, just make a call. "

Cheng Weishi hadn't recovered from the bewilderment of "being robbed of his mobile phone", when a familiar voice rang out from the phone: "Hello?"

Liu Zhonglin also thoughtfully turned on the hands-free for him, while holding up the phone and exaggerating the shape of his mouth, he said, "See, he didn't block you."

Cheng Weizhi was so frightened that he couldn't even straighten his tongue, he said falteringly, "Yideng...not...Mr. Good morning, good afternoon."

"What's the matter? Can you find me for something?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, and there was even a broadcast announcement in a public place, probably because Cheng Weizhi was afraid that Cheng Weizhi would not be able to hear clearly, so Duan Kejia raised his voice slightly: "I am at the airport and I am going to board the plane soon. Now, if there is anything else, I will talk about it when I get to Gaoling."

"I—" Hearing this, Cheng Weishi's nose suddenly became a little sore, and he lowered his head and was speechless.

"I'll hang up first, okay?"

The rising end of the question sounded very gentle, as if the distance between them had been shortened in an instant—Cheng Weishi actually had the illusion that the other party's breath was breathing on his face at the same time, and he heard him slap A thrill.

Duan Kejia hung up the phone, and there was a short "beep" sound from inside.

Liu Zhonglin leaned over to remind him: "Why are your eye circles red?"

Cheng Weizhi didn't make a casual excuse like "the sand was blown into the eyes by the wind" like in the TV series, he answered very frankly: "I thought he ignored me and blocked me..."

Liu Zhonglin patted him on the shoulder as comfort: "Mr. Duan is not a child, and he still plays the game of breaking up friends. Do you usually not contact with others, and you have no experience in making friends?"

"You guessed it right." Cheng Weishi smiled, "I can count the friends I've made since I was a child on one hand."

Liu Zhonglin picked up the bowl on the stone bench: "Then I'll go first. You will have a rock climbing scene in a while, which is on the other side of the mountain. Don't forget, or Teacher Dong will scold me again."

The sunlight on the slope seemed not to be as strong as before. Cheng Weishi clutched his coat tightly, and buried his chin and cheeks into the high collar—in order to avoid the dry and dry spring wind.

The voice was a little fuzzy because of this: "Okay, I'll go there now."

……

The news in the entertainment circle is always spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and quickly spread all over the country.Later, even the person involved couldn't tell whether the news had anything to do with him.

Even if three people become tigers, they can still accumulate and burn bones.

As an industry insider who made his fortune in this industry, Duan Kejia certainly understands this truth well.

After arriving at an airport near Gaoling, he turned on his mobile phone and connected to the mobile network, and immediately a message popped up in the column of special attention.

"Shocked! The popular Xiaosheng Zhong Fei was caught in an accident while filming this afternoon and fell off a cliff!" "Click to view."

The suitcase was not held steady, and it fell to the ground with a "bang".Duan Kejia didn't take care of his luggage, he called Liu Zhonglin directly, and opened his mouth after answering the call, "What's going on? He fell off the cliff?"

"What?" Liu Zhonglin over there was shocked: "Who fell off the cliff?"

Duan Kejia glanced around twice, then said, "Zhong Fei."

"He, he was playing poker with me. He fell off a three-meter-high hill while filming today. His leg was scratched a little, and there was no bleeding. His nails were cut off in half. Half a day off, resting in bed...Hello? Mr. Duan? Hello?"

"What's the matter?" Cheng Weizhi was leaning sideways on the quilt, holding a poker card in one hand, and holding a finger covered with a band-aid in the other hand.He squinted his eyes at the pair of old K in front of him, thinking about what to do next.

"I don't know, Mr. Duan hung up without saying anything." Liu Zhonglin also felt puzzled, staring at the phone thoughtfully.

Just as he was having fun, it happened to be Liu Zhonglin's turn to play cards. Cheng Weishi felt a little anxious, so he advised him: "Then he must be fine, or the signal at the airport is not good. If there is something wrong, Duan Kejia will meet you soon." called you."

"It's true." Liu Zhonglin put down his phone, sat back on the bed, and threw out a pair of Erjian.

At the airport, Duan Kejia's assistant hurried back from the bathroom, saw the boss's uneasy face and a suitcase of luggage lying on the ground, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan, I feel a little sick to my stomach. Wait in a hurry."

"Well, let's go quickly." Duan Kejia raised his downcast eyes, "Taxi?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot." The assistant hurriedly took out the phone, "The old lady Duan bought a car here before, and it has been taken care of. I have asked them to drive over, and it should arrive in a while. No, I Accidentally left the contact number as your mobile phone..."

The assistant could only look at Duan Kejia pitifully.

Duan Kejia reluctantly handed over her mobile phone.

The assistant hurriedly took the boss's cell phone and found that the screen of the cell phone stopped at the position of the short message, and there were as many as 78 small red circles on the draft box in the short message.

The assistant was very curious, and quickly clicked on the draft box while Duan Kejia was not paying attention.

What made him extremely unbelievable was that all the drafts here were replied to the same person.The latest one was edited at 16:[-]pm - No. [-] minutes before their plane took off.

The content is straightforward and terrifying.

At least, it was quite different from her usual impression of the boss.

The assistant suddenly realized that he seemed to know something extraordinary.

The reason why the content is so straightforward is probably because I thought it was recorded in the most private place, and I could let my mind go without any scruples.

--"I like you."

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Note: Master Yideng is a very green monk... also surnamed Duan.