Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

10.

Fang Zhixing got on the co-pilot and said, "Just drive to the subway station and put me down."

He talked for another afternoon, and the more he drank the coffee, the thirstier he became, and now his voice is a little hoarse.

Zhong Siyuan said: "The water is in the armrest box, take it yourself."

"Oh." Fang Zhixing took out a bottle of pure water, gulped down half of it, wiped his mouth and asked, "Do you want to drink it?"

When the lights in Haicheng first came on, Zhong Siyuan took off his sunglasses, shook his head and said, "Don't drink."

On the way back, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. Maybe it was because I had just met Nanyan. Fang Zhixing was very happy. Black-rimmed glasses, long hair, very artistic clothes, I didn't expect to be so young."

Zhong Siyuan felt that the image Fang Zhixing described was a bit familiar, and he figured it out for a long time, wasn't he thinking after Chen Hua's image?He was so speechless, with a cold face and no answer.

Fang Zhixing seems to be used to Zhong Siyuan's indifference, after all, he is the one who can stay with him all day, talking to himself all day, embarrassing the photographer.He took out the small notebook for his records, and looked through the streetlights outside the car window: "I felt something was wrong when we chatted in the afternoon. I felt that every word Nan Yan said was so profound."

Zhong Siyuan turned on the dome lights, and the car suddenly lit up.

Fang Zhixing didn't notice it, and was still thinking about it: "...It's like experiencing it personally."

Zhong Siyuan turned the steering wheel and said slowly, "It was a personal experience."

Fang Zhixing looked at him ignorantly: "Huh?"

"You haven't read his news?"

Fang Zhixing looked blank: "What news?"

Zhong Siyuan turned his head to look at Fang Zhixing while driving: "A few years ago, Nan Yan was hacked on the headlines of the whole Internet, didn't you know?"

Fang Zhixing put down his phone, sat up a little more, and asked cautiously when he asked, "...a few years ago?"

After a brief silence, Zhong Siyuan said, "Four and a half years."

Four and a half years, it happened to be the time when Zhong Siyuan left the group and returned to China.

Fang Zhixing blinked his eyes slowly, as if he was afraid of touching something: "I didn't surf the Internet much at that time."

Back then, Nan Yan was taken care of by the rumor-mongering funder. Although the headlines were quickly suppressed and clarifications were issued quickly, the matter was still very troublesome.The Internet atmosphere at that time was not as relaxed as it is now, and the word "gay" ignited the curiosity of all the people who ate melons like a fireball. Even the cleaners in the company who didn't use smartphones knew about it, but Fang Zhixing knew nothing about it.

Zhong Siyuan even felt Fang Zhixing's tension for a moment.

He was about to say something when Fang Zhixing's cell phone rang.

Fang Zhixing frowned imperceptibly when he saw the caller, and after the call was connected, his voice was rarely cold: "Hello."

"Hi, Qingqing, it's uncle."

Fang Zhixing looked out the window: "Well, what's the matter?"

After Fang Zhixing's parents passed away, he lived in his uncle's house for a period of time. At that time, he was still very young and hadn't graduated from junior high school, so he couldn't take care of himself.Grandma sent him to his uncle's house. The uncle's house was not big, with two bedrooms and one living room. He also had a cousin.There was no other way, he could only live in one room with his uncle, and one room with his cousin and aunt. Later, when his grandmother was ill, she also took over.Five people live in the small house, and Fang Zhixing often feels like an outsider. Although his grandmother treats him very well and his uncle treats him very well, he knows that his aunt doesn't like him and treats him as a burden.

The old one has to be taken care of, and the two young ones have to be raised. After a long time, my uncle will naturally find it troublesome.

During the summer vacation after graduating from high school, a Korean company happened to come to the country to select trainees. The ratio of 2000:1 only selected two people. Fang Zhixing signed up without saying a word, and was unexpectedly selected.

He got rid of the life of being dependent on others, and his uncle's family also breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle smiled on the phone: "You haven't been home for a long time, and grandma is talking about you."

Fang Zhi called his grandmother before joining the group, and his uncle had no reason not to know that he was filming.He rubbed between his brows wearily, and asked, "How is grandma?"

"Grandma is well, I just miss you." Uncle said, "Your aunt heard from someone that the crew's food is not good, so she asked me to call to ask when you are free, and I will make up for you when I go home."

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, not wanting to guess the purpose of his uncle's vague probing: "Just tell me what you want."

Zhong Siyuan narrowed his eyes sensitively.

He had never seen Fang Zhixing like this before.

There are thorns all over the body, full of vigilance.

The other party didn't know what they said on the phone, Fang Zhixing said coldly: "Impossible."

Then hung up the phone.

The carriages became quiet again, catching up with the evening rush hour, the road was a bit congested.

Zhong Siyuan stepped on the brakes, tapped the steering wheel twice with his slender fingers, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Is there any trouble?"

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and explained: "No, it's my uncle who called me home for dinner."

Zhong Siyuan didn't say anything more, he and Fang Zhixing no longer had that kind of relationship, and he didn't have the position to get to the bottom of what that person didn't want to say.

After answering the call, Fang Zhixing was a little absent-minded, and by the time he realized it, he had already passed the nearest subway station.

"Huh? I passed the subway station."

Zhong Siyuan said calmly, "Forgot."

"Then you stop in front, I can take the bus."

"It's okay, it's not far from your home."

Fang Zhixing glanced at the road sign outside the window, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Fang Zhixing was much quieter in the second half of the journey, and Zhong Siyuan drove him downstairs to his house, which was more caring than a full-time driver.

Fang Zhixing grabbed his seat belt. It was time for dinner, and the glass windows of the old residential area were fogged by fireworks. He hesitated, "Do you want to go upstairs and sit down?"

Zhong Siyuan shook his head: "No."

"Oh." Fang Zhixing unbuckled his seat belt, "Then I'm leaving, thank you today, be careful on the road."

Zhong Siyuan waited on the spot without moving, and watched Fang Zhixing enter the corridor. There was emotion in those cold eyes, which made him look even deeper.

The lights on the top floor were turned on, and a vague figure appeared behind the curtains.

Zhong Siyuan turned on the light, turned around, and walked away without staying.

On the way, he made a call.

"Brother, it's me." Zhong Siyuan said, "Help me check someone."

When Zhong Siyuan arrived home at 08:30, there was another traffic jam across most of the city, and the car was almost running out of gas.

When he got in the car, he threw the glasses and hat on the back seat. When he got out of the car to get it, he accidentally found a pot of flowers on the ground.

He paused and picked up the flower.

Fang Zhixing didn't eat dinner recently in order to lose weight. After taking a shower, he went back to his room to read the script. After some time, his phone "ding".

He glanced at it and almost dropped the phone.

Zhong Siyuan even took the initiative to send him a WeChat message!

A line of words plus a picture——

"Your flowers."

It was the white lisianthus he left on Zhong Siyuan's car. When he picked it, he was thinking of Zhong Siyuan, thinking that this color matched him very well.

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips and replied artificially: "Ah, I forgot."

Z.: "Bring it to you tomorrow."

This potted flower was originally prepared for Zhong Siyuan, but it was useless later, Fang Zhixing wanted to pass it on to Zhong Siyuan out of selfishness, but he guessed that the other party might not be willing to accept it.

After thinking for 2 minutes, Fang Zhixing edited: "I don't know how to grow flowers. If you want it, keep it. If you don't want it, just throw it away."

Zhong Siyuan looked at the screen and frowned. This person was scared like a cat when he saw him a few days ago, but now he dared to threaten him.

He didn't return and put the phone aside.

Zhong Lufan just sent him an email. It took a long time to investigate a person, and it should be just an ordinary resume that can be sent so quickly.

But Zhong Siyuan still turned on the computer and looked at it seriously.

The page opened, and Fang Zhixing's ID photo with a blue background appeared in the upper right corner.

Zhong Siyuan glanced at that face and pulled down the mouse button.

This resume is very simple. In the final analysis, Fang Zhixing is too simple.

In August 20X2, he passed the selection for the star-making project of the Korean GPO company, and officially signed into the GPO company in September of the same year.

Joined the Times group in June 20X4 and officially debuted.

In July 20X5, he unilaterally announced the termination of the contract with GPO.

In September 20X7, he joined the "Seven Ships National Song and Dance Troupe" in China.

In just a few lines, I read it in less than a minute.

Zhong Siyuan found out that something was wrong, which was the same feeling that Zhixing gave him on the car in the afternoon.

From Fang Zhixing's termination of the contract to joining the Seventh Ship, there were two full years of blank space.

With his brother's ability, as long as Fang Zhixing is alive, as long as he is on Chinese soil, it is impossible to find out everything.

There are only two explanations for this situation:

One, Fang Zhixing was not in China for those two years.

Second, Fang Zhixing had no work for two full years.

The first point can be ruled out temporarily. At that time, he was in the United States, and when he suddenly heard the news that Fang Zhixing had terminated the contract, he bought the nearest flight and flew back without any hesitation.

He rang Fang Zhixing's phone number, but no one answered.When asked where Fang Zhixing had gone, no one knew.After finding the company's senior management, the senior management told him that Fang Zhixing's ID card and passport were missing, and the termination of the contract was premeditated.Everyone told Zhong Siyuan that Fang Zhixing just ran away, broke his promise, left them and went back to China, but Zhong Siyuan didn't believe it.

He searched all the places where Fang Zhixing might go, and even called the police, but he couldn't find Fang Zhixing.

Zhong Siyuan had no choice but to ask his brother, Zhong Lufan used his connections to find Fang Zhixing's entry and exit records.

Finally, there is such a form, which clearly shows that Fang Zhixing has left the country on the day he announced the termination of the contract.

Zhong Siyuan didn't want to recall those few days, or even for a long time afterwards.

All the gaffes and madness in his life appeared in those days.

He didn't want to believe that Fang Zhixing had really abandoned him, but he had to believe it.

Zhong Siyuan's gaze freezes on Fang Zhixing's ID photo.

But based on his understanding of Fang Zhixing, that person is by no means a character who is too idle to live at home, so why is there any reason for him to stop working for two full years?

The incident of Nanyan was so violent, why didn't he know anything about it?

Was there any other secret behind the sudden termination of the contract?

and his legs...

Zhong Siyuan looked at the corner of the table, where there was the heat sticker wrapping paper that he dug out from the trash can in the toilet like an idiot.

He checked it out, and although it was just an ordinary patch for relieving muscle soreness, Fang Zhixing's repeated avoidance was really strange.

Sitting in a daze for a long while, Zhong Siyuan let out a breath slowly.

He found Lin Manman's WeChat and sent a voice message: "Xiaoman, has the ointment I bought from abroad arrived?"

Lin Manman, the assistant, was very dedicated and was on call 24 hours a day. He replied in seconds, "Boss, I just arrived tonight, and I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"No, you give it to Fang Zhixing directly."

So the next day on the set, Fang Zhixing got Lin Manman an imported plaster ignorantly.

Lin Manman said: "Teacher Fang, I heard that you often have backaches and leg pains when you dance all year round. This is brought back by our relatives from abroad. It has been left at home for a long time and no one uses it. You can take it."

Fang Zhixing has been taken care of by Lin Manman. He bought plums for him before. Last week, he heard that he was going to lose weight. He also shared a lot of links with him, such as meal replacement powder, buckwheat bread, and sugar-free energy drinks. or something.How could he have the nerve to ask for other people's things, and declined: "Thank you Xiaoman, I have a lot of plasters at home, and they have all kinds of curative effects. Let's see who needs them."

Lin Manman looked around: "It seems that no one needs it anymore. Director Chen must not be short of me, right? Our boss doesn't want it either. If you don't accept it... I have no choice but to throw it away. It's just waiting for the expiration date. .”

Fang Zhixing was deflated, how could these words be so similar to what he said to Zhong Siyuan?

He was most afraid of people ruining things, so he reached out and said, "Okay, then I will help you use it."

He turned the ointment over to see what effect it had, and when he lowered his head, it was all ABCD, dazzled: "Oh, I'm dizzy with letters."

Fang Zhixing's English is so bad that he felt dizzy after just looking at it: "Xiaoman, help me read the manual."

"Give it to me." Zhong Siyuan, who sat next to him and swiped his phone with his head bowed, spread his hands.

Fang Zhixing froze for a moment, and handed the things to him.

Zhong Siyuan watched while translating: "Analgesic, soothing, automatic heating, relieve sore waist and legs, massage the palm clockwise for 10 seconds to speed up absorption."

He returned the ointment to Fang Zhixing, looked into his eyes and paused word by word: "Pregnant women should use it with caution."

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Fang Zhixing: You don't have to!