After getting married, the actor always wants to leave me a legacy

Zhang Zhuoye's character becomes the protagonist with a few words.

But being able to play the leading role is of course great, and he also prefers the role of Du Yunzhou, and he can enjoy Sui Pianxing's service everywhere in the play, especially when Sui Pianxing is played by Tang Zong.

Even if he can only use Tang Zong in the play, thinking about it is enough to make people excited.

In the dressing room, while being tossed by the makeup artist, Zhang Zhuoye asked Tang Zong next to him, "Do you really want to participate in this web drama?"

The corner of Tang Zong's lips curled up, "Afraid I will lose money?"

"I'm afraid that what you earn from the whole drama is not as good as if you just participate in a movie."

Zhang Zhuoye thought about the huge investment that he had just inquired about from Director Wei. With this amount of money, this drama will definitely be able to make a high-quality drama that is much better than the original one.

This time, the drama that met the heroine, I'm afraid I won't lose again, not to mention that Tang Zong is also participating in the show, which naturally brings topics and traffic, and is almost scheduled to be a blockbuster.

But after the overall calculation, Zhang Zhuoye's worried face wrinkled. Although Tang Zong said he voted for the script because he was optimistic about the script, most of the money should be invested for him, but Tang Zong lost money.

"Don't wrinkle, you're wearing makeup, or the painting will be ugly." Tang Zong reached out and rubbed Zhang Zhuoye's face forcibly, and Zhang Zhuoye was forced to show off his face.

The make-up artist trembled and almost drew his eyeliner to the sky. Actor Tang seemed to be really familiar with Zhang Zhuoye, and the intimacy came as he said, and it didn't seem too exaggerated in the reality show.

Tang Zong didn't notice that the make-up artist looked at the two of them with strange eyes repeatedly, and said with a little comfort: "It won't be a loss, since you can't be on the star, then let him be on the star, you can sell two more rounds of broadcasting rights on the TV station, Finally, it will be sold to the online broadcasting platform.”

He said Shangxing was as easy as eating, and his tone was full of strong confidence.

The young master is different, Zhang Zhuoye heard the consolation in Tang Zong's words, and turned to look at Tang Zong.

This man is really good to himself...

Tang Zong continued to speak: "At first I didn't want to participate in the role, but after reading the script, I wanted to give it a try, so the role of Pianxing was a mute with his tongue cut out in the early stage. I haven't acted in this role yet, so it's a challenge."

While speaking, Tang Zong had already finished his makeup and went into the changing room, Zhang Zhuoye was soon led into another room.

After Zhang Zhuoye was released, Director Wei's eyes lit up.

Yes, that's how it feels!

Zhang Zhuoye was dressed in brocade clothes, his long hair was loose and loose, tied casually with a jade hairpin, and the strands of his hair were falling restlessly. The young man in fresh clothes and angry horse with a bright smile appeared on the paper with a dazzling smile.

But Zhang Zhuoye had no time to pay attention to himself, his eyes were attracted by Tang Zong who came out a little earlier than him.

Tang Zong's appearance is even more beautiful, white clothes with wide sleeves are as graceful as a fairy, and a little red snake-shaped imprint on the center of his brow adds a bit of evil charm unique to evil spirits, which makes people feel that this is not a fairy, but a demon.

As soon as Zhang Zhuoye saw it, he met Sui Pianxing in the middle of the plot, "I finally know why your fans call you Xian'er."

Tang Zong stared at Zhang Zhuoye for a while before returning to his senses, "Why do your fans call you Zhuo Zhuo? Is it a nickname?"

Zhang Zhuoye does have a nickname, but he will definitely keep his mouth shut and keep it a secret. After all, these days there are still parents who pursue the purpose of making a living with a cheap name, and give their children a nickname that they don't want others to call out. It's such a shame.

He sighed and covered it up, "Probably because I'm so good and excellent." There is no difference between Zhuo Ye and Zhuo Zhuo.

"Then you should be called Xiu'er!" Tang Zong said, "Ru He Xiu's Xiu'er."

Zhang Zhuoye lowered his voice: "It's okay, I happen to be a couple with Xian'er."

Tang Zong raised his eyes and said, "If you don't flirt, you will die?"

"But I say it from the bottom of my heart, every word is true and sincere!" Zhang Zhuoye was wronged, his eyes were really sincere, "You look really good in ancient costumes, why do you seldom make costume dramas?"

Tang Zong's face became hot, and he couldn't help answering while touching his hair, "Wearing a hood hurts your hair too much."

Is it because he is afraid that the hair loss will affect his handsome appearance!Zhang Zhuoye glanced at Tang Zong's hair, "After that I..."

Tang Zong stared at him and waited for him to speak.

"Cough cough cough! The photo is taken, who will come first?" Wei Dao coughed a series of forced to show his sense of existence, these two people, do you think he doesn't exist?

Tang Zong and Zhang Zhuoye looked at him dissatisfied at the same time, can't they wait for someone to finish?

Wei Dao questioned, should he be under the car, why does he always have a feeling that he is superfluous.

By the time the makeup photo was taken, Zhang Zhuoye had already forgotten half of what he said, and Tang Zong was a little disappointed that he didn't wait for the second half.

"The two of you get closer and be more intimate." The photographer directed the two to take a group photo.

Intimate?Get closer?

Zhang Zhuoye tilted his head and thought for a while, turned around and squeezed into Tang Zong's arms. Tang Zong hugged him subconsciously, but when he looked up, he saw the photographer looking at him speechlessly.

Zhang Zhuoye doesn't understand, doesn't he understand too?

Tang Zong coughed lightly, and pushed Zhang Zhuoye, "You don't need to be so close, don't move, I'll do it."

Zhang Zhuoye let out a groan, and Tang Zong adjusted his posture, standing diagonally behind Zhang Zhuoye next to him, and completed this group photo which was probably a still photo.

After the end, Zhang Zhuoye skillfully climbed into Tang Zong's car, but did not go home, "Go to the hospital to see Grandpa Tang."

"You care about him, so go and have a look." Tang Zong looked at Zhang Zhuoye more softly.

Hei Yi in the front row turned the car around automatically.

There were other people just now, and Zhang Zhuoye had some things he couldn't ask Tang Zong about, "Speaking of which, although Yang Liang is asking for it, it is too inhuman to be abused by Wei Ke so much."

Tang Zong: "You want to know the relationship between Wei Ke and me?"

"Smart!" Zhang Zhuoye nodded, mainly because of Yang Liang's previous sentence, saying that he was a grasshopper after autumn when he was about to die. He seemed to know something, and he was a little vigilant about this matter.

"An irrelevant person, don't worry about it." Tang Zong finished calmly.

From Zhang Zhuoye's eyes, Wei Ke is obviously Wei Hongxiao's son, but Tang Zong obviously hates Wei Ke very much. It seems that apart from the cold relationship with his biological father, the relationship with his father's other sons is even weaker. .

But Wei Hongxiao paid too much attention to Tang Zong's family, and went to Mr. Tang's hospital all day long.

The car soon stopped at the gate of the hospital.

Zhang Zhuoye got out of the car, but saw Tang Zong sitting still in the car, "Aren't you going up together?"

The last time he went to deliver special effects drinks to Mr. Tang, Tang Zong came here to pick him up, but even when he got to the door, Tang Zong didn't go up to see Mr. Tang, and he rarely ran here.

Mr. Tang is a seriously ill person, so his children and grandchildren should be around his knees, but Tang Zong's approach is completely opposite, and he will only send Uncle Nan to come occasionally.

"If I go one more time, he might think that I think he's dying. I'll take one less look in the future, so I'll be so diligent. The old man doesn't admit defeat. I'd better not go."

Tang Zong looked in the direction of the ward. After searching for a long time, he finally found a cigarette. He wanted to light it, but Zhang Zhuoye pulled it out and threw it away.

Zhang Zhuoye said seriously: "I think you may have misunderstood. Maybe Grandpa Tang just doesn't want you to feel the pain at close range, and doesn't want you to remember how he was when he was weak. He still wants to see you, especially with me as a newlywed. Let's go to visit together, we get along well, and he will only be happier if the husband sings and the father follows."

"Come out, let's go up together!" Zhang Zhuoye gave him a smiling face and stretched out his hand.

That smile was so dazzling that it dazzled Tang Zong's eyes. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had followed Zhang Zhuoye up. At the door, the two looked at each other and grabbed each other's hand. They felt that the posture was intimate enough before pushing away. open the door.

"Grandpa Tang, we're here to see you!" Zhang Zhuoye still put on a smiling face when he entered the door.

Mr. Tang was really happy, he scolded people like Tang Zong when he came alone, and his condition started to improve again in the past two days.

Tang Zong sat down by the bed, watching Zhang Zhuoye chatting with Mr. Tang, his heart suddenly settled down.

Time passed without knowing it, and everything was fine.

......

After having sufficient funds, Director Wei quickly put himself into the intensive preparations before shooting, hoping to start the film as soon as possible.

Zhang Zhuoye was also catching up on the work in hand. A radio drama and a TV series were all rushed to be broadcast at the same time, so he was too busy to touch the ground.

Every day when I wake up, I go straight to the recording studio where Lian Yihan's company is located, and I don't leave at noon, and I eat directly with Lian Yihan, and sometimes I record until midnight at night, and I don't care about the door control.

This morning Tang Zong was eating breakfast alone while reading the entertainment tabloid in his hand. Suddenly he stopped eating, threw the newspaper on the table, and said with a blank expression, "What are you talking about! What should the entertainment tabloid be?" It's fixed."

Nan Butler glanced at the newspaper, and saw the headline, "Zhang Zhuoye and former teammate Lian Yihan meet for dinner every day, Zongye CP is suspected to be dismantled."

Attached is a candid photo of Zhang Zhuoye eating to his heart's content, and Lian Yihan on the opposite side looking at him with tenderness and doting, his eyes are so soft that they almost melt.

Looking at it from this angle, indeed... Butler Nan coughed dryly.

Is it because the radishes at home are not tasty?Rabbits are raised and run away...

Tang Zong took another mouthful of rice, but felt that the food tasted chewy in his mouth.

The radish is really not tasty, it's unbearable, no wonder even a rabbit can't be kept.

He frowned, "The chef's skills have regressed? From the next meal, ask the chef to cook more varieties of meals. It's best to make some that are not available outside."

Uncle Nan chuckled and understood, "Good young master, I will tell Master Burning Ye."

"Tell him what to do, he will naturally know when you come back for dinner." Tang Zong's face was impatient, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Zhang Zhuoye had indeed grown his appetite because of eating Lian Yihan's meals, he was no longer satisfied with only eating radishes, and he ate meat from Lian Yihan's meals every day.

As usual, Lian Yihan watched him eat with a speechless face, "Zhuo Zhuo, you were reincarnated from starvation in your last life, right?"

"I ate too fast?" Zhang Zhuoye burped, feeling that the food had reached his throat, so he stopped his chopsticks.

No, it's not that I ate too fast, but that I never stopped eating with my chopsticks from the beginning to the end, and kept stuffing things into my mouth.

The flash light seemed to flash once in the distance, Lian Yihan looked over there vigilantly, but saw no one, "Zhuo Zhuo, we seem to have been secretly photographed."

"Oh, it's okay, what's the point of having a meal?" Zhang Zhuoye wiped his mouth carelessly.

Lian Yihan: "..."

Does this so-called attitude underestimate the entertainment reporter's mouth, who can spread scandals in the air, needless to say, they even had dinner together, Lian Yihan has a headache, and can almost guess what the tabloids will write.

......

Zhang Zhuo continued to work overtime at night, and Lian Yihan came to bring him a meal, and after eating, he continued to record with an eloquent voice.

Work harder, the recording will be finished in two days, and then there will only be post-production and promotional work left, and he has nothing to do, so he can concentrate on participating in the second reality show.

After he finished recording with enthusiasm, he found that it was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and he realized that he was hungry. Zhang Zhuoye planned to find a place to eat before going home.

He wasn't picky either, so he ordered something from a food stall on the side of the road, and rolled up his mask so that only his mouth was exposed for eating.

Zhang Zhuoye didn't think it was strange that his own face was covered by a mask but his mouth was exposed, which attracted a lot of weird eyes.

"Hello, do you mind sharing a seat?" Without waiting for Zhang Zhuoye's consent, the man sat down next to Zhang Zhuoye.

Zhang Zhuoye took time out of his busy schedule to read it, and was amused. Isn't this the hero Jiang Ziqian in the original novel?The overlord also fucks?

"You can do whatever you want." Zhang Zhuoye replied and continued to struggle.

Jiang Ziqian was startled when he heard the voice, he would not admit his mistake from the back, it was the same person that day, why the voice was different?