scheduled headlines

After the situation, he didn't even let him take a sip of wine.

At the end of the reception, He Sijia was already sweating and flushed. Lu Xin wanted to take him to the hospital, but was rejected.

"I'll just go to the family doctor, sister, please take me home."

Lu Xin thought so, and sent He Sijia home.

But He Sijia didn't dare to find a family doctor, he knew the cause of the fever very well, so he could only take an antipyretic by himself.

Fortunately, his father took his wife and eldest son to the birthday banquet of a friend's elder, which saved him the effort to deal with it.

But He Sijia didn't have a good rest all day, and there was always a dull pain in some unspeakable place.

He lay on the bed for a while, perhaps because he was more relaxed, but instead magnified the pain. The more He Sijia lay down, the more uncomfortable he was, so he simply took the car keys and went out.

The supercar stopped in front of a pharmacy, He Sijia covered herself tightly, and bought a tube of medicine like a thief.

He wanted to go home directly, but after driving across the street, he stopped on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and found the address of the press conference of Lu Kaiyang's new film. The studio was only 10 minutes away from his current location.

He Sijia drove all the way to the underground parking lot of the cinema, and parked the car beside the elevator that went directly to the cinema.

He stared at the elevator door intently, not sure whether Wu Zhen would come out from here, or when the other party would come, he just wanted to do it.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and when the hour hand of the watch pointed to ten o'clock, people got off the elevator one after another.

The crowd gradually thinned out, and there was no movement in the elevator for 10 to [-] minutes. He Sijia was still waiting, as patient as a hunt.

After a while, several tall and strong security guards came down, and after a round of inspection, the leader picked up the walkie-talkie and said something.

He Sijia's back was tensed, and she was holding the doorknob, ready to go.

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened again.

Wu Zhen was talking to Lu Kaiyang, but there were still seven or eight people standing in the elevator.

"You said, if the box office exceeds 20 billion, give me a car." Lu Kaiyang said with a smile.

"I'm sending you a bicycle to—"

(Continue to speak)

Author: Suddenly, Wu Zhen heard someone calling his name.

"Wu Zhen!"

He Sijia didn't even close the car door, and rushed to Wu Zhen like a leopard with a hairy head, and threw a fist at Wu Zhen under everyone's astonished gaze!

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calm!mwah!

☆、Chapter 28

He Sijia appeared too suddenly and punched hard.

Hearing a muffled sound, Wu Zhen retreated a few steps in inertia and fell against the wall.

He wiped the stinging corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and seeing He Sijia being embraced by Lu Kaiyang, he said softly, "Kaiyang, let go."

Lu Kaiyang frowned, and recognized He Sijia who had not put on any disguise.

Although he was full of shock and doubts, he didn't ask anything at this moment, but he just had a headache - he got off the elevator with him in addition to security guards, theater staff, and several media. It's lively.

Although the exposure will help to hype the popularity of the new film, but he can't cheat his friends.

But Wu Zhen didn't seem to care much.

Lu Kaiyang slowly let go of his hand, but he was still standing in front of He Sijia, but He Sijia didn't intend to do anything, and just stared at Wu Zhen.

The scene was extremely quiet, as if even the air had been frozen.

After a while, Wu Zhen said sorry, and pulled He Sijia into the car.

The door is closed, isolated from the outside world, forming a closed space.

Under a pair of prying eyes, the engine roared, and the supercar drove away from the parking lot.

On the way, Wu Zhen didn't say a word, and He Sijia also remained silent.

The car went north along the Fifth Ring Road. He Sijia thought they were going out of the city, but they got off the Xiangquan Roundabout on the way, and finally stopped at the edge of a wild mountain near Xiangshan.

There was no one around, and He Sijia inexplicably thought of "The Night of Murders with a Dark Moon and a High Storm".

At this time, Wu Zhen turned sideways and raised his hand towards him.

He Sijia snapped it with a "snap" and glared.

Wu Zhen stared at him for a while, retreated to his seat, and turned on the car stereo casually. The radio was playing a pop song from many years ago.

"I'm sorry." Wu Zhen said suddenly.

He Sijia sneered, but before he could say anything, Wu Zhen turned over and squeezed into the gap in front of his seat, suppressing him with a deft and brutal posture.

The other party held the car window with one hand, and pressed the other hand on his shoulder. He Sijia instinctively repelled the pressure brought by the up and down/position, and slapped Wu Zhen on the face while resisting fiercely.

"Snapped--"

The slaps were drowned in the music, Wu Zhen turned his head and received a slap in the face.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, the tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek, and he raised his eyes to look directly at the person below him, "He Sijia, what is our relationship?"

He Sijia froze for a moment, but said nothing.

"You didn't push me away that night, it was tantamount to acquiescing to the change in our relationship. I thought you should be mentally prepared."

He Sijia did have a psychological presupposition, but it didn't mean he could accept it so quickly.

"I--"

"Sooner or later we do, and more than once."

"Hold!"

Wu Zhen raised his hand to cover his mouth, parted his lips and smiled slightly, "Don't swear, I don't like to hear it."

He Sijia struggled to move, dragged somewhere behind her, and immediately took a deep breath.

Wu Zhen frowned, loosened the grip on him, but still imprisoned him on the co-pilot, "I'm sorry for not taking care of your wishes, but if I ask for your opinion, will you agree?"

"You are dreaming!"

"So you are only willing to order with me until the end. Once you get bored, you can withdraw in time and leave at any time."

He Sijia was taken aback, he had never thought of this before, but Wu Zhen seemed to be right.

Wu Zhen straightened up slightly, and looked down at him condescendingly, "You only want to get, and you don't want to give, aren't you too naive?"

He Sijia was almost dumbfounded, why Wu Zhen is more righteous than him?

Before he could react, Wu Zhen had already stepped back and sat back, picked up a bottle of soda water as if nothing had happened, unscrewed the cap and drank slowly.

No one in the car spoke for a moment, only the enchanting female voice was still singing——

"Come hug me, kiss me from the tip of my toes, and souls fall inch by inch toward the flood.

Love is consuming me like a net.

Regardless of the consequences, this greed is to blame.

It doesn't matter who is engulfing anyone, whoever is involved in who's beauty..."

Wu Zhen laughed abruptly, opened the doors on both sides, walked around to the side of the co-driver and said to He Sijia, "Get down."

He Sijia glanced at him and didn't move.

"Come down." Wu Zhen repeated again.

He Sijia was aroused by his casual attitude, she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, "Why, still want to suffer—"

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped speaking.

Wu Zhen took off his T-shirt, and the white material fell on the withered grass, which was particularly eye-catching.

"What are you doing?"

He wouldn't be so foolish as to think that Wu Zhen still wanted to play wild at this time.

"The media was there just now, now you can do whatever you want."

"what?"

"Didn't you want to beat me to vent your anger? I have thick skin and thick skin. I am afraid that Teacher He will hurt your hands. I kindly suggest that you find some tools... By the way," Wu Zhen turned around and said calmly: "There is work tomorrow, don't beat me up." My face is gone, let me show it on my back."

"..."

He Sijia stepped forward and pushed Wu Zhen, "Are you sick?!"

Wu Zhen only took half a step back before standing still, and turned his face halfway, "Well, I'll wait for you to treat it."

He Sijia's mind was buzzing, and she was so angry that she put her head on Wu Zhen's back, knocking herself dizzy.

Wu Zhen turned around to support him, and couldn't help laughing, "Are you stupid?"

He Sijia pulled her arm away and wanted to be rude, but suddenly stopped.

It was windy in the mountains, and he felt cold even wearing only short sleeves, while Wu Zhen bathed in the moonlight with his upper body bare.

With the help of the car lights and the moonlight, He Sijia noticed that there were many bruises on Wu Zhen's body - all from last night.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that everything was absurd.

He Sijia was in a mess and was not in the mood to argue with Wu Zhen any more. She turned around and was about to get back into the car, but the other party grabbed her wrist.

"Aren't you going to fight?" Wu Zhen asked.

He Sijia struggled perfunctorily, but did not break free.

"He Sijia, I'm asking you seriously now, you should think clearly before answering." Wu Zhen lifted his chin and stared into his eyes, "Do you regret it?"

Regret it?

In fact, He Sijia really didn't regret it, his anger didn't come from last night's accident, after all, he also cooperated.If you really want to trace the source, you should have been angry since the moment you woke up and didn't see Wu Zhen.

The physical discomfort is barely tolerable, but there is no outlet for the psychological uneasiness and bewilderment.

The overlapping of the two, together with the heavy negative pressure brought by work, successfully defeated his sanity.

"I'm just not feeling well." He Sijia didn't hide anything, and told Wu Zhen why he was angry, and kept talking, "...I had a fever this afternoon! My butt is still hurting!"

"Sorry, I didn't know you still had work during the day."

It is true that Wu Zhen never talked about work with He Sijia, but only knew that the other party had a reception at night.

"Where did you go this morning?" He Sijia asked suddenly.

"Buy medicine."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I called you, but you didn't answer." Wu Zhen explained, "I think you might need to calm down before..."

"What more?"

Wu Zhen smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm afraid you'll be angry and want to break up with me."

He Sijia was slightly taken aback.

He is sometimes difficult to coax, but he always softens his heart when facing someone he cares about, especially after he has vented his emotions.

At this moment, he stared at Wu Zhen's broken lips, and said sullenly, "I didn't mean that."

Wu Zhen smiled more clearly, "Go back first, okay, I'll help you with the medicine."

He Sijia shook her hand and got into the car.

There was a temporary truce between the two sides, and on their way back to the hotel, the Internet was filled with gunpowder/smoke.

This night, it was rare for Lu Xin to rest early, but she received a call from the team while she was still soaking in the bathtub.

The more Lu Xin listened, the more serious her face became. When she saw the overwhelming news of "mutual fights" on the Internet, her eyes turned black, and she immediately called He Sijia.

He Sijia had just taken the medicine at this moment, and was lying on the bed with her eyes closed to rest her mind. When she saw the word "Lu Xin" on the call prompt, he finally felt scared.

When Wu Zhen came out of the bathroom, He Sijia covered her ears with a pillow and refused to answer the phone like an ostrich.

He glanced at the screen of the mobile phone and realized, "May I pick it up for you?"

He Sijia was still stuffed in the pillow, "You pick it up!"

Wu Zhen took the phone and went to the terrace. She didn't know what she said to Lu Xin. Lu Xin didn't call again all night.

Even so, He Sijia couldn't sleep soundly, and kicked Wu Zhen out of the bed in her sleep.

Naturally, Wu Zhen couldn't sleep well, and got up after five o'clock to deal with the public opinion.

The two teams stayed up all night, but they basically suppressed the heat of this matter. Thanks to Lu Kaiyang's quick response, he asked the media to hand in his mobile phone for inspection, and at the same time got the hotel surveillance first.

So He Sijia woke up, and saw Wu Zhen sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, with a laptop on her lap, tapping her fingers.

"Are you awake?" Wu Zhen turned his face away, "You didn't have a fever last night, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He Sijia rubbed her forehead, her temperature had indeed returned to normal, and her body relaxed a lot, "It's okay, what are you doing?"

"Public relations."

"Oh." He Sijia felt guilty, "Then I'll brush my teeth first."

After washing her face, He Sijia pretended to be casual and asked, "How about that?"

Wu Zhen said: "The trending searches have all been withdrawn, and the media has almost silenced it. It's just that netizens are very enthusiastic about discussing it, but there is no real hammer."

He Sijia breathed a sigh of relief, and sat next to Wu Zhen. Seeing that the cut at the corner of his mouth had scabbed over, she asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Wu Zhen was puzzled.

He Sijia pointed to the corner of her lips.

Wu Zhen smiled slightly, "It doesn't hurt."

He Sijia snorted lightly, "I would have castrated someone else long ago, and I'll beat you a few times to make it easier for you."

"Thank you Teacher He for your mercy." Wu Zhen changed the subject, "Remember to call Lu Xin, she is very worried about you."

He Sijia knew that she couldn't escape, so she responded unhappily.

Maybe the situation has calmed down, or maybe Lu Xin was really tired, so she didn't swear at anyone, and didn't talk too much about the fight. She just told He Sijia that in order to avoid being blocked, her flight back to City C was temporarily rescheduled.

He Sijia felt guilty and apologized again and again. Lu Xin sighed and said, "Although I hope you will cause less trouble, don't be afraid if something happens. We are a community of interests. We should share your worries after taking your promotion. Don't think too much, just be careful." Filming, work is more important than anything else.”

At noon, He Sijia went home to pick up her luggage, and after entering the door, she found a man with a dignified temperament sitting in the living room.

He hasn't lived at home these two days, and this is the first time he has met He Jin.

"elder brother."

"Did you fight with Wu Zhen?" He Jin asked as soon as he saw him.

He Sijia was too lazy to deal with it, "You can ask Wu Zhen directly, he is outside."

When he took his luggage and went out, he heard He Jinzheng say to Wu Zhen: "You don't have to hide it from me, I know it was Jiajia who beat him. He used to be very good. After studying abroad for a few years, he seemed to be a different person when he came back. His temper became worse. He's getting irritable, but he's not evil, he's just impulsive, and I apologize to you on his behalf."

"What's your apology? Isn't Scarlett all right now, very pleasant—cleaned up?"

Wu Zhen was the first to notice He Sijia, her eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

He Sijia stepped forward briskly, without looking at He Jin at all, "Let's go."

The two boarded the plane very cautiously, boarding the plane safely, but only after landing did they learn that there were many fans of He Scarlett at the airport in City C.

Facing the siege, He Sijia had no time to think about how the news leaked out. He and Wu Zhen were escorted to the parking lot by the airport security, and there was chaos along the way.

Seeing that the crew's car was just ahead, and they could break out of the encirclement after a few more steps, the accident happened suddenly.

At that time, He Sijia's T-shirt was grabbed by someone on the back, and he was about to break free, when someone shouted: "Zhen bitch, go to hell!"

It was very noisy around, but that malicious shout was particularly piercing.

He Sijia turned her head subconsciously, and saw Wu Zhen covering the back of his head with one hand, a mobile phone fell to the ground, and the battery fell out.

Through the mask and sunglasses, He Sijia couldn't see Wu Zhen's expression, but he thought that the other party must have been hit hard, otherwise he wouldn't make such an inelegant gesture of covering his head in full view—Wu Zhen has always had the self-consciousness of a star , Pay attention to your image in front of people.

He Sijia came up angrily, and asked with a cold face: "Who smashed it?!"

The group excitement was suddenly poured with cold water, and the mute button was pressed on the scene.

The fans looked at each other in blank dismay, no one spoke, and no one acknowledged it.

"Forget it, I'm fine." Wu Zhen put down his hands and said.

He Sijia turned a deaf ear to it, and he looked at faces that were either unfamiliar or familiar. They all loved him and were crazy about him.As traffic, fans are his parents, his armor and weakness, and the arrows he shoots with his fingers, but the latter is limited to the Internet.

In the past, he and his opponent of the same period ran into each other at the airport, and the fans on both sides lived in peace, with no more than a few boos at most.

He Sijia never thought that her fans would actually "murder" in front of him in reality.

Even if today's victim is not Wu Zhen, if it is anyone, he can't let it go.

He Sijia bent down to pick up the phone, her voice was very cold, "I'll ask again, whoever smashed it, stand up yourself. Your phone is with me, it's not difficult to check your identity."

In the deathly silence, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl stood up trembling, and cried without saying a word.

He Sijia felt guilty for bullying a child, but because she was a child, he had to explain it all the more.

"why are you crying?"

The girl kept sobbing, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"You didn't feel sorry for me, but Wu Zhen was the one you were sorry for." He Sijia stepped forward and faced her, "I'm very grateful that you like me, but what you did just now was wrong."

"I, I saw the news on the Internet, I just want to avenge my brother, hiccup."

Seeing the girl crying out of breath, He Sijia took off her hat and put it on top of her head, "I know you are defending me, but what you do will only cause trouble for me and yourself. You are still young, so you don't know much about it." As for the consequences of the incident, if Wu Zhen is seriously injured or chooses to call the police, you will be taken away by the police, and your family and even the school will be notified, and there will be stains on your resume, which will affect your life."

"And I'm just a stranger you liked by chance when you were young. I won't and have no way to be responsible for your life. You shouldn't drag yourself down for me."

"You are my fan, I hope you are safe and happy, and I don't want you to regret it in the future."

Scarlett Scarlett rarely said so much to fans, even on stage.

His volume was not high, but it was so quiet at this time that many people could hear it.

Many fans were moved, and some fanatics even had red eyes.

He Sijia returned the phone to the girl, "Don't do this again in the future."

The girl nodded indiscriminately, took the phone and ran away crying, stopped after running for two steps, turned around and bowed ninety degrees to Wu Zhen, screaming in a crying voice:

"Uncle Wu, I'm sorry!"

Author: Tun Tun: tui!

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I was not satisfied before, so I rebuilt it.

The song comes from Peng Ling's "Vortex", which feels very suitable for the current situation.

I'm an hour late, send a red envelope to compensate, tomorrow will be on time.

muah!

☆、Chapter 29

"Does it hurt?"

After getting in the car, He Sijia asked worriedly.

Wu Zhen took off the mask, "It doesn't hurt."

"let me see."

He Sijia felt a small bag on the back of Wu Zhen's head, and frowned, "It's all packed!"

Wu Zhen pulled his hand down, "It's really okay, it will disappear in a day or two, and I can't see it."

He Sijia sighed lightly, "I'm sorry."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Haven't you heard that fans pay for being idols? Besides, she is so extreme because of me..."

"Every family has extreme fans, whether they will encounter it is purely a matter of probability, don't think too much about it."

Seeing that Wu Zhen really didn't mind, He Sijia stopped entangled, "That's right, in the final analysis it's still your fault, if it wasn't you—" He glanced at the few people in front of him, and stopped talking in time, "Forget it, just listen to Wu Zhen. Uncle's."

Wu Zhen paused, thinking of the girl's shocking roar just now, and said helplessly, "I'm only six years older than you."

"But my little sister is probably only in junior high school. Is there anything wrong with calling you uncle?"

Wu Zhen nodded seriously, "Well, what my little nephew said makes sense."

He Sijia: "..."

When the two returned to the set, they were naturally spat out by Yu Feng.

Yu Feng only knew that He Sijia and Wu Zhen had a conflict, and seeing that Wu Zhen's mouth was still wounded, he almost lost his breath.

Fortunately, Wu Zhen's injuries were not serious, and the wounds could be covered up with makeup, otherwise the crew would probably make headlines again - well-known director beat someone on set, Wu Zhen congratulated Scarlett with blood spattering three feet!

After washing their faces with spittle, Wu Zhen and He Sijia returned to the room in a low-key manner.

He Sijia first helped Wu Zhen apply medicine to the back of his head, and said while wiping, "Is it effective to apply medicine like this because there is hair in the way? Why don't you shave off some hair first, but you will become mangy head haha..."

Wu Zhen smiled not so obviously: "You have been scolded by Lao Yu for so long, I think you are quite happy?"

"Tch, what new tricks can he scold?"

He Sijia threw away the ointment and sat lazily on the sofa.

Wu Zhen turned her head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The two of them went straight to the set after getting off the plane, and they haven't had time to eat yet.

He Sijia touched her flat belly, "It's a little bit, do you want a meal?"

"You can go out to eat if you want."

"Then go out to eat, I want to eat hot pot."

"Do you still dare to eat hot pot?"

He Sijia only thought that Wu Zhen was talking about the crew's need to lose weight, "What are you afraid of? I lose weight when I have a fever. I weighed myself in the morning and lost two catties."

Wu Zhen chuckled, "I mean, are you not in pain?"

He Sijia was startled, her ears were slightly burning, and said angrily: "Didn't you let me know last time?"

"Mr. He, do you know how lucky you are?"

"what?"

Wu Zhen said calmly, "In this city full of wandering people, you met a pure one."

He Sijia was so angry that she raised her middle finger.

In the end, the two of them ate hot pot, but He Sijia only tried clear soup and tomato pot, which tasted good too.

Halfway through eating, He Sijia suddenly had an idea, "Come and take a photo with me."

"How to cooperate?"

He Sijia noticed the watch on Wu Zhen's wrist and asked, "Have you ever worn this watch on camera before?"

"Wear it."

"Then can your fans recognize it?"

"perhaps?"

He Sijia pondered for a while, and switched to the selfie mode, "You cook the dishes, I only take pictures of my face, but the camera will be brought to your watch."

Wu Zhen thought that He Sijia wanted to use the group photo again to "dispel rumors", but because of the wound on the corner of his mouth, he dared not slap him in the face, so he said, "I can cover the wound."

"The business is too obvious. Does Anxiu understand?" He Sijia plausibly said, "It is easier for people to believe the evidence they have found. It is more useful than us to say that you are the owner of the evidence they found."

He Sijia smiled at the front camera, "clicked" to take a picture, he added a filter at random, and only typed two words when uploading Weibo - delicious.

"Just wait, maybe someone will pick it up before we go back to the hotel."

However, the analysis ability of netizens was stronger than He Sijia expected. At the beginning, fans poured into Weibo to express their love, and at the same time took screenshots to post on various forums. In less than half an hour, someone discovered the clue.

"That hand in the picture belongs to Wu Zhen, right?"

A netizen intercepted a sideshow of Wu Zhen's past magazines, in which Wu Zhen was wearing the watch in the picture. In addition, the netizen also posted a close-up picture of Zhang Wuzhen's hand, which looks very similar in outline.

After being reminded by this, netizens successively found various evidences, and it was Wu Zhen who shared the hot pot with He Sijia.

Although some people insisted that they were in a fake business, more netizens regarded the already suspicious rumors of fighting as a joke.

He Sijia scrolled through the comments for a while, and seeing that the direction of public opinion was all in his planning, she handed out her phone triumphantly, "How is it? Does it work well?"

Wu Zhen saw a certain comment in order to refute some colorful jokes, describing He Sijia as "a tall and straight little poplar, the number one in the universe", and deliberately asked: "Are you still the number one in the universe now?"

He Sijia also noticed that comment, rolled her eyes and said, "Who broke my tall and straight poplar tree?"

Wu Zhen curled up her lips and smiled, "Who is it?"

"A certain old beast with a gentle appearance."

"..."

While the two were chatting and laughing, He Sijia's phone rang, and Wu Zhen glanced at the incoming call, "He Jin is calling."

He Sijia said "Oh" without emotion, "Leave it alone, I don't want to answer it now."

Wu Zhen had already confirmed that the relationship between the two brothers was not good, but he never asked in detail. Now that the relationship with He Sijia has changed, some words are naturally asked, "What's the matter with you?"

He Sijia paused, subconsciously refusing to communicate, but thinking of Wu Zhen's protection of him at noon, she changed her mind and said, "Actually, it's okay to tell you. He and I have half fathers, and our relationship has been bad since we were young..."

He Jin's mother's surname is Bai, and her marriage to He's father, He Qiyao, is purely a family marriage.Shortly after giving birth to He Jin, she committed suicide due to depression. The Bai family rushed to the He family to ask for an explanation, and took He Jin, who was still in her infancy, away.

"My father should feel guilty towards Aunt Bai, so he didn't stop him. According to my aunt, Aunt Bai actually has another lover, but was forced to marry my father by the family, but my father didn't know until a long time later..."

When He Jin was three years old, He Qiyao married a new wife, He Sijia's mother, Yu Zhilan.But before they got married, the two agreed to the Bai family that they would not have any more children within five years. He Sijia's arrival was completely accidental.

At that time, He Qiyao was nearly forty years old, and his only son was not around. He couldn't bear the child in Yu Zhilan's womb, so he had to break his promise.

"Less than a week after I was born, the Bai family sent my brother back, saying that my father should not be blamed for having figured out what happened before, but in fact... Heh."

The Bai family was simply afraid that He Qiyao would lose the glory of the He family if he had a second son regardless of the eldest son.After all, the Bai family has gradually declined in those few years, while He Qiyao's business has grown bigger and bigger.

"My brother was six years old at the time. He had been brainwashed by a group of demons and ghosts from the Bai family for so many years. I looked like an enemy."

But He Sijia did not tell Wu Zhen that between him and He Jin, Yu Zhilan would always stand by He Jin's side, and even because of concerns about He Jin's emotions, he was not allowed to get too close to He Qiyao.

When he was a child, he always suspected that He Jin was his own and that he was adopted.

"Is He Jin still targeting you now?" Wu Zhen probably understood He Jin's mentality. He was young and ignorant, and was used by the Bai family as a weapon.

"My uncle has been promoted and is in charge of business affairs. He still wants to take advantage of the situation in the future, so how dare he offend me." He Sijia sneered, "Besides, I'm abolished, and the family business will definitely be inherited by him. There is no need for him to continue Against me."

Wu Zhen frowned, "Why do you say that about yourself?"

He Sijia didn't care, "I'm only referring to being the heir. He's not as good as me in other aspects, at least he's uglier than me."

Wu Zhen thought that He Jin's face couldn't be called ugly, but compared with He Sijia, it seemed reasonable to evaluate the word "ugly".

"Teacher He is indeed the most beautiful I have ever seen."

He Sijia was so happy that she gave Wu Zhen a kiss in the air.

Since the two of them will have a show early tomorrow morning, they will go back to the hotel to rest after eating the hot pot.

He Sijia's mood fluctuated greatly in the past two days, she was exhausted both mentally and physically, and fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

The next day he came to the set full of energy, saw Wu Zhenzheng and Yu Feng chatting happily, and secretly admired the other party for coaxing Lao Yu well in the morning.But he also has his own way. Relying on his thick skin, He Sijia completely ignored Lao Yu's death gaze, and said with a smile, "Director Yu, I'm in good shape today, I'm sure you're satisfied."

Yu Feng sneered and told him to hurry up and put on makeup.

He Sijia played very well throughout the morning, and in the afternoon there was a highlight - Jin Lixia had a premonition that the forgery of cultural relics was about to be exposed, and was about to take Jin Xiaohan to escape, but just after finishing the mopping up work, the police came to the door.

At that time, Jin Lixia saw the police hovering at the door of his house from a distance, and in desperation, he told Jin Xiaohan to wait where he was, and go home alone to deal with the police.

But when he succeeded in deceiving the police, he found that Jin Xiaohan was missing.

Shocked and anxious, Jin Lixia searched for a full two hours, and finally found his younger brother in front of a canteen.

Afraid of igniting his anger, Jin Lixia slapped Jin Xiaohan hard.

"Really fight fake fight?" He Sijia asked Yu Feng with faint hope.

"Of course it's true."

"What a fight..."

Yu Feng heard his hesitation, and lightly said: "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"I--"

"Actually, you can pretend to fight." Wu Zhen who was on the side suddenly said, "There is never a real fight on the stage of a drama, as long as the actors can cooperate well."

Yu Feng assertedly refused, "A drama is a drama, can it be confused with a movie?"

"It's okay, let's fight." He Sijia said immediately.

Although he acted indifferent, he was still nervous. After all, slapping was not the same as getting a needle, and knowing that he was going to be slapped was different from being accidentally beaten.

What's more, Yu Feng asked Wu Zhen to beat hard.

"Trust me, I will control the strength." Before the official shooting, Wu Zhen said in a low voice: "After a while, you will count three seconds silently before turning your head to the right."

He Sijia naturally trusted Wu Zhen and acted decisively, but just after counting to one, the other party had already waved him over.

When He Sijia heard Yu Feng yelling, He Sijia didn't recover much. He only felt a little numbness on the left side of his face, but it didn't hurt much.

"Are you okay?" Wu Zhen held He Sijia's face in his hands and observed carefully, "It's a little red, does it hurt?"

"It's okay—" He Sijia suddenly realized something was wrong, "Didn't you say count to three?"

Wu Zhen smiled, "I did it to make you relax, and I did pull back."

"Teacher Wu's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

He Sijia didn't really want to care about it, anyway, it's good that the scene is over, so as not to keep getting stuck and being slapped, let alone it doesn't hurt.He was also surprised that Wu Zhen's actions at the moment were too intimate, and worried that someone would see the clue, so he tugged the other person's arm.

Wu Zhen put down his hand and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? The vulgar jokes among straight men are too big. The more calm you are, the less suspicious you are. Believe it or not, even if I kiss you on the set, no one will think too much about it."

He Sijia had provocative eyes, "Then come and kiss me."

Wu Zhen smiled back, seeing Mianmian coming over with an ice pack, she took the ice pack and applied it to He Sijia's face, "Let's cool down first."

He Sijia snorted softly, not believing that Wu Zhen really dared to kiss.He clutched the ice pack, paused suddenly, and turned around abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhen asked.

"It looks like someone is watching me."

"What's strange about you?"

He Sijia frowned, he always felt that the line of sight was different, but unfortunately he couldn't find anyone, so he had to give up.

After filming that day, He Sijia didn't leave, and just followed Yu Feng as an assistant.

When Wu Zhen finished work, he accompanied the other party to the dressing room, and Xiao Yang came over as soon as he entered the door, and at the same time brought some bad news.

"Angkor, someone took a picture of you with a wound on the corner of your mouth, and posted the picture on Weibo."

Rumors of a fight just broke out the night before, and now pictures of wounds have been photographed, which can easily trigger associations.

In fact, netizens are indeed talking about it.

"What's the matter with the crew of "Ancient"? I wondered if it wasn't filmed abroad. Why is it like a jet lag, and the film is released in the middle of the night every day, and people are not allowed to sleep?"

“这几天剧情节奏有点快啊，小朋友们是不是有很多问号，让我来帮大家捋捋时间线：13号酒店夜战7小时→14号停车场pk→15号同吃火锅→16号曝出受伤照。”

"The soul asks: Is the so-called pk really a goblin fight?"

"I can fight with goblins! I can also fight wildly in the parking lot!"

"Woc! The wound on the corner of Zhen'er's mouth may have been bitten out by Scarlett? Tsk, what a wild little Teddy~"

"Cancer guna! I believe that Teddy's mad dog beat people, but how could I beat people with my gentle and elegant Angkor, laughing at skr people."

"Hit your horse! Goblin, you horse! My brother only loves soft girls, hard and stinky men are not allowed to approach!"

……

Almost every Weibo or discussion post will develop into a quarrel. Just when everyone is looking forward to how the next episode of the series will develop, the official blog of "Wan Gu" is suddenly updated.

The blog post did not refute the rumors about the fight, but announced that on the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 25th, the crew will invite the media to visit the set, and He Sijia will be the host of the live broadcast.

The visit to the class is naturally a temporary decision.

Movies are different from TV series, and the media is rarely invited to visit the set during filming.

But the opinion given by the director of publicity is that instead of deleting the post to block the mouths of netizens, or letting the rumors develop, it is better to use the heat to promote a wave, and at the same time let netizens witness the harmonious relationship between the protagonists and the unity and friendship of the crew.

As soon as the news came out, netizens turned their attention away. At least He Sijia fans were no longer obsessed with teasing, but put their enthusiasm and anticipation into the upcoming live broadcast, and Chaohua was full of carnival.

But there's one more thing the crew needs to figure out before the carnival hits.

Since City C is not as closed as Jialuo Village, and the studio is crowded with people, the production team has not found out the source of the photos after two days of investigation, so they can only strictly control the entry and exit of crew members, and arrange special personnel to monitor whether there are any sneak shots.

On the night when the crew gave up on the investigation, Wu Zhen knocked on Qi Zixu's door.

Qi Zixu was surprised and pleasantly surprised when he opened the door, "Mr. Wu, why are you here?"

Wu Zhen was not as gentle as usual, and said without expression: "I have something to do with you, come with me."

Regardless of Qi Zixu's reaction, he walked towards the stairwell first.

Qi Zixu smiled slightly, staring blankly at Wu Zhen's back, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the doorknob.

After a while, he raised his leg to follow.

There are few people in the stairwell of the hotel, and there is a vertical ashtray in the corner.

Wu Zhen lit a cigarette and asked, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

Qi Zixu was a little restless, and said slowly, "I brought it."

"give me."

Qi Zixu paused, then took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket.

But Wu Zhen didn't ask him for the password as he guessed, he just glanced casually and said: "The photo is