Coronation [Entertainment]

"Brother, then I'll send it here. Can you join us in the bookstore for lunch?" Xiao Wu helped Xu Xian to the door of the bookstore, and said a little worriedly.

It stands to reason that Lin Zhen has gone back to work in the Imperial Capital, and Xu Xian can continue to retreat at home by himself, but these days he has gotten used to the tranquility of writing in the coffee shop of the bookstore on the island and in the capsule hotel, and the whole My son stays at home during the day—it was originally the home of two people, Lin Zhen, and it seemed a little more lonely, so I simply continued the old habit of going back and forth between my home and the bookstore by boat every day, which seemed to be somewhat comforting. Busy.

Xiao Wu volunteered to pick him up and drop him off. In fact, Xu Xian can take care of himself, but since Xiao Wu came to visit, he saw Xu Xian and Juzi sitting opposite each other on the steps of the small garden in front of the living room on the first floor, leaning on each other. When he was bored with a doge face, the kind-hearted fifth master's compassion for small animals was suddenly activated, and he embarked on the road of helping others.

"This ancestral grave hasn't finished crying, why do you want to go to the mass grave?" Kong Jiawen seems to have been led by his father-in-law. Since he took on the responsibility of taking care of Xiao Wu's parents, he seems to have learned from the old couple. There are a lot of allegories commonly used in the old age, but it is a bit weird to come out of the mouth of this literary youth.

"Bah, bah, don't you say don't talk nonsense, don't you taboo?" Xiao Wu frowned and said, but Kong Jiawen is indeed talented, and there is nothing wrong with using this sentence in such a context. Before finishing the internal affairs, he ran to get some miscellaneous things that he had learned aside, but now, of course, Kong Jiawen felt that he was the only thing and person in the middle class.

"Am I wrong? You won't cry when I die?" Kong Jiawen teased him cheerfully.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll hit you. The sentence just now is okay. My hometown heard this sentence and I want to hit you." Xiao Wu said, and made a gesture casually, pasting towards Kong Jiawen's handsome face, successfully I can clearly see that the other party's acting skills are not lost to the first-line actor.

"Ah!" Kong Jiawen jumped up high, fell backwards, and fell hard onto the big soft bed, well, it was still a shock.

"I said...Little Five?"

Xiao Wu's memories were interrupted by Xu Xian waving his hands in front of his eyes, and then he remembered his gaffe, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of the "domestic violence" after Kong Jiawen that day or because he didn't listen carefully to his senior brother. He blushed as he spoke, and shrugged a little embarrassedly.

"I was thinking about something just now. Shall I start the fire here at noon? If it doesn't suit my taste, I'll cook it and send it over?" As if to make up for his state of mind-wandering just now, Xiao Wu added another sentence.

"I don't dare to take it for granted. You're dragging my family and taking care of me. It's scary that Brother Jiawen is going to jump. Could it be that you were thinking about him just now?" Xu Xian joked with a smile.

"No...no...then I'll go back." Xiao Wu was never good at dealing with it, and ran away holding back the pink cheeks that looked like an opera actor after putting on makeup.

"Hey, help people to the end, and send the Buddha to the West." Xu Xian muttered to himself, and smiled wryly as he saw that there were still a dozen or so steps that he hadn't finished climbing. Now Xiao Wu didn't know what he was immersed in. In such memories, the fried hair ran away, so I had to climb up by myself. It was all the fault of Brother Jiawen, the Teddy. If I say it, I have a relatively lonely temperament like a Shiba Inu.

"Oh, didn't the gentleman who gave it away today come?"

Just when Xu Xian was struggling to climb the stairs with a cane, a gentle voice came from behind and asked.

"Oh, it's you." Xu Xian turned his head and recognized the man who climbed up the stairs from below as the owner of this bookstore. Since Lin Zhen returned to work in the imperial capital, he had met this gentleman a few times and nodded. Because the other party looks older than him, Xu Xian is always polite.

"Let me do it." The bookstore owner stretched out his hand to support Xu Xian, and helped him up the dozen or so steps in front with a well-measured manner and strength.

"I'm bothering you."

"Where, the gentleman who picked up and delivered the food before seems to have been gone for a while." The bookstore owner said something as if chatting.

"Oh, my friend is not as laid-back as I am. He still has work in other places and has already gone back."

Xu Xian actually didn't feel that the other party's words were tentative, because the tone sounded very friendly and natural. I heard that the boss is a cultural person. Even if he is a star chaser at this age, he would not fall in love with a young fresh meat in his twenties. Bar?If the other party was a little girl, Xu Xian would be more vigilant. I don’t know if Lin Zhen, who accompanied him every day with Heichao covering his face, was recognized by the fan girl, but this gentleman...doesn’t look like he would be interested in young men. The types of actors that generate interest.

Even so, Xu Xian still said ambiguous words. After entering the studio, he was also trained by Wenji.

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Pop, pop, pop.

Wen Ji's slippers beat the boring rhythm on the high-grade wooden floor, looking at the man on the balcony who was talking on the phone.

For ten years, this wise and capable lady has never seen such a lively expression on the face of the boss who took care of her in the past, except when she was acting.

In the eyes of industry insiders, Lin Zhen is an actor who can move freely. When the camera is aimed at him, the world is full of mortals. Even if there is a glass in front of him, his eyes can become lingering. Like turning off the switch, his face is always calm and calm, which makes Wenji sometimes feel that this kid is too young and old. He is indifferent to everyone, even if he appreciates his director and producer. People are no exception. If it is not for solid basic skills and strict adherence to professional ethics, it is impossible to achieve today's position just by relying on appearance and communication.

However, since he was captured by Xu Xian's book, everything seems to be different. Lin Zhen has become more three-dimensional, his goals are clearer, and he is more motivated. How should I put it, the little fairy who never eats fireworks has become He has become a family man who has a good life.

This point is not only felt by Wenji, but even the co-directors, actors and fans have a personal experience. Wenji has collected from Wenji some of the high praise and comment data of some hardcore fans. It can be seen that the die-hard fans generally feel that Lin Zhen has breathed a sigh of relief now. In the past, he acted like something, but it was cold and direct like a mirror, but now there is a little more of his own aura in it. With that In the words of die-hard fans, before watching Lin Zhen play a villain, even if he was his male god, he still gritted his teeth and hated it. Being such a big villain, being so bad is so charming!

"I'm sorry, Sister Wen, I just asked him a few words, but I didn't expect to say so much."

Just when Wen Ji was immersed in his own memories, and at the same time shaking his legs so much that he almost punched through the floor, Lin Zhen finally hung up the phone and returned to the living room from the balcony.

"I think the two of you have become conjoined twins. The work cycle this time is just a few days, making it look like three autumns apart." Wen Ji spit out with a →_→ eyes, successfully It reminded Lin Zhen of what Xu Xian said on the phone just now, but his original words were "When we see each other, it's like three autumns".

"What's wrong with you, your face is so red? It's not just because I vomited something?" Wen Ji asked curiously, not knowing what was going on.

"No, it's nothing. I opened a window on the balcony just now, and the wind may have blown my face." Lin Zhen explained ruthlessly here, making Wen Ji sigh again why the flowers are so red.

"Forget it, let's not mention this, you should try on the dresses for this event first." Wen Ji took out the clothes arranged for Lin Zhen to wear at the event from his bag and handed them to him. Yes, but this guy asked for leave again because of his relationship with his boss's relatives, so he had to let Wen Ji, the eldest sister, take over.

"Okay, did you borrow the dress so soon?" Lin Zhen said while unpacking and looking at the clothes. Because of the lack of cafes, it was not easy to borrow the new season from the first-line clothing brands. The thing is, now that Lin Zhen's net worth is rising, many brands are throwing olive branches one after another. It's not the clothes that pick people, but people pick clothes.

"It's not borrowed, you should try it on first." Wenji said with a smile.

No way, haute couture dresses are very valuable, so they were borrowed or given away?

Lin Zhen dubiously took the clothes to his cloakroom, and only discovered the originality of the dress when he spread it out on the sofa.

A set of basic black suits, there is actually a splicing embroidery hanging down from the hem, and it is also the pattern of the seawater Jiangya dragon probing its claws, just like the appearance of the champion man on the stage.

This suit is clearly suitable for the new drama "Ruxi", which is about to be filmed. Could it be that Wenji spent a lot of money to customize it this time?Lin Zhen tried it on out of curiosity. At first, he thought that the hem, which was a combination of Chinese and Western styles, made his long legs look longer. He posed in front of the full-length mirror as Xiao Hai taught him, with a bit of half-makeup on his face. Sense of sight.

Now I finally know why girls like to wear miniskirts. They really show their long legs. After thinking about it, Lin Zhen picked up his phone and took a selfie. Then he looked around with some guilt, and clicked send.

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