Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

49.

Zhong Siyuan took the elevator downstairs with disheveled clothes, and said to Lin Manman: "There is no need for mediation. If Kim Yoo Hee wants compensation, he should sue directly to a lawyer. The liquidated damages will be called to the program team, and I will not come again."

Lin Manman hadn't recovered from the fright, and looked at Zhong Siyuan in a daze. His boss had probably never been in such a mess in his life. That President Jin's assistant was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. When the two suddenly started fighting No one reacted, and Zhong Siyuan got a slap on the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Siyuan beat someone and Zhong Siyuan beat his former boss. The news became more and more popular. The show must not be recorded anymore, and the scene became a mess.Lin Manman had never encountered such a big event, so he quickly called Shang Jie, and then the studio would come forward to inform the program crew of the news, and be careful not to stick to it.

Lin Manman said: "But whether you can suppress it is another matter. You beat people on the spot and stopped recording. The program team must be dissatisfied. In addition, "Zhong Siyuan beats people" is too explosive. The heat pushes you out."

What's more, Lin Manman didn't say that Qitai, as the top entertainment company in the mainland, offended them, how many partners Zhong Siyuan would be blocked in the future, how much resources would be lost, the consequences were simply incalculable.In the elevator just now, she didn't understand what Kim Yoo Hee said, just looking at his expression and tone, it didn't look like there was any contradiction at all.In the eyes of everyone, Zhong Siyuan's outburst was sudden and unreasonable.

Zhong Siyuan didn't show any signs of disbelief, as if he didn't care about the impact in the future: "Don't make peace with them, tell Shang Jie, this matter will be exposed, even if I am banned by the entertainment industry in the future, don't bow your head to me. "

The elevator door opened, Zhong Siyuan took a step forward without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

Lin Manman stared at his back, inexplicably feeling a desperate attachment, and the glory of the body was smashed by the master's fist, as if Zhong Siyuan walked out from here without looking back, and never came back.

Glory and fame, he no longer cares about them, nor does he want them anymore.

But Zhong Siyuan's forward steps stopped suddenly, and Lin Manman heard the sound of arguing outside the gate belatedly.

"Why don't you just let me in for a while! I'm not a criminal, I've already shown you my documents, can you accommodate me?"

But I haven't seen each other all morning, and I only spoke on the phone half an hour ago. When Zhong Siyuan saw Fang Zhixing again, he felt as if he had passed away.

Fang Zhixing looked like he came out in a hurry, he didn't change his clothes, his thin body was wrapped in a down jacket that reached down to his calves, and he was wearing a black exercise suit inside.That pink and white cheek was so red, it was only two blocks away, and he probably came here by running.

He eagerly asked the security guard at the gate for accommodation, his appearance was flustered and nervous, like a white peacock strayed into the crowd.

The security guard didn't move at all, no matter what Fang Zhixing said, he wouldn't let him in.

Fang Zhixing got annoyed, so he prepared to force his way in if he couldn't make sense, pushing away the security guards in front of him with both hands, and was about to jump over the security gate at the door.

Zhong Siyuan said in time: "Qingqing!"

Fang Zhixing stopped all his movements suddenly. He raised his head and saw Zhong Siyuan. All his emotions were turned into clouds at this moment. He only saw Zhong Siyuan's messy shirt, dusty trouser legs, messy hair, and the corners of his lips. Red bleeding breach.

The security guard rushed over quickly, pointed at him and said, "Why do you force your way in when you are not allowed in? Believe it or not, I will call the police?!"

Fang Zhixing's heart was on fire, and the angry reprimand turned to his lips, and he cursed: "Damn! Report it if you fucking have the ability!"

Then he supported the turnstile with one hand, and jumped over it impatiently.

This time, they didn't go against each other.

He ran to Zhong Siyuan and threw himself into the arms of the one who was walking towards him.

The moment he was embraced, Fang Zhixing's eye circles immediately turned red, and he glared angrily at the corner of Zhong Siyuan's mouth, like a small beast whose scales had been touched, trembling uncontrollably: "Who did it?"

He gritted his teeth and asked, his breath was chaotic, the monstrous anger rolled into his chest, and the boiling blood hit his throat, he breathed out a mouthful of cold blood, his pupils were hot: "Is it Kim Yoo-hee!"

"Stupid thing!" Fang Zhixing's eyes darkened with anger, and he wanted to push Zhong Siyuan away again, as if looking for someone to settle the score, "Where's that old dog?!"

Zhong Siyuan grabbed Fang Zhixing's waist, put his palm on his back, and comforted him: "I beat the old dog very hard, and he won't be able to get down for a while."

As he spoke, he winked at Lin Manman, who cleverly ran to the front to swipe his card to open the gate.

Zhong Siyuan hugged Fang Zhixing and took him outside: "Go back to the theater? Or come home with me?"

Fang Zhixing was furious and couldn't calm down at all: "Let go of me, I'm going to beat that bastard up!"

The driver drove the car to the door, Zhong Siyuan half-dragged and half-carried Fang Zhixing out the door: "Come home with me, I have something to tell you."

Hearing these words, most of Fang Zhixing's burning anger disappeared in an instant, and he shook violently in Zhong Siyuan's arms, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

From the moment he heard Kim Yoo Hee's voice on the phone, his reason seemed to be drifting away from him.

He suspected that he had heard wrong, and was worried that he was overthinking. He saw gossip on the Internet that the recording of "I am a trainee" started today, and then he ran here without hesitation.

Along the way, he was still denying, how could Zhong Siyuan be in Qitai if he never took variety shows?Even if he did pick it up, there was an "old acquaintance" Kim Yoo-hee who was clearly separated, how could Zhong Siyuan not tell him?

But if it is true, Zhong Siyuan chooses to keep silent and say nothing, has he seen through something?Or already know something?

Fang Zhixing didn't dare to think deeply, he was panicked and apprehensive, until he saw Zhong Siyuan in the hall.

All assumptions come true.

He was stuffed into the car by Zhong Siyuan, held hands and sat in the back seat, slowly recovering his fading rationality.

He began to recall Zhong Siyuan's words just now.

Zhong Siyuan said that Kim Yoo Hee was beaten hard by him.

So the two of them fought.

In front of so many staff members, I started.

Zhong Siyuan's cell phone rang, and it was from Shang Jie, his manager. He glanced at it and didn't want to answer it, so he handed the cell phone to Lin Manman.

Fang Zhixing listened to Lin Manman talking on the phone without moving, his sluggish pupils felt sore even when he rolled them. He tried to piece together a general situation from Lin Manman's few words, and finally came to the conclusion that it was very bad.

As if feeling his stiffness, Zhong Siyuan grabbed Fang Zhixing's hand and squeezed it.

In Lin Manman's voice, Zhong Siyuan lowered his head and approached his ear, and said softly, "Don't worry, it's fine."

It was a long phone call, and by the time it was over they were almost home.

Lin Manman briefly repeated Shang Jie's words, but there is no airtight wall in the world, crisis public relations have been activated, since Zhong Siyuan is determined not to reconcile, they can only try their best to minimize the impact.

As for the extent of this minimum impact, no one can give an accurate word.

Lin Manman said: "Boss, Miss Shang will come to see you later, please remember to open the door for her."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhong Siyuan's cell phone rang again.

This time it was Zhong Lufan.

Zhong Siyuan frowned slightly as his brother had to answer the phone, the news spread too fast.

"Hey."

Zhong Lufan didn't talk nonsense, and asked the reason directly: "Why did you hit someone?"

Zhong Siyuan is not a person who has no sense of propriety. He has received the best education since he was a child. He usually doesn't even swear, let alone fight.

"No reason."

With a negative attitude, Zhong Lufan choked: "I find it strange that you are willing to appear on variety shows. Did you go after Kim Yoo Hee? Did he bully you when he was in Korea? Did he give you shoes? What are you two doing for the holidays?" Need a hand?"

Zhong Siyuan: "No."

Zhong Lufan understood everything, and hit the nail on the head: "That's for Fang Zhixing!"

"Okay," Zhong Siyuan didn't want to continue, "Stop talking, I'm going home."

This reaction is enough to explain everything. Zhong Lufan loosened his tie on the other end of the phone and calmed down instantly: "You did it first?"

"Ah."

It is absolutely impossible for Zhong Siyuan to do something trivial. Zhong Lufan helped his younger brother to check Fang Zhixing's information. He had no way of knowing Fang Zhixing's falsified entry and exit records five years ago, hospitalization certificate, and almost completely broken right leg. What happened to him, but now it seems that it is mostly related to Kim Yoo Hee.

Zhong Lufan sighed deeply: "I know about this, don't worry, this is China, no matter how powerful Kim Yoo-hee is, he can't make waves."

Zhong Siyuan paused, realizing that his brother was expressing support in disguise.He is not good at words, he can only say thank you to his brother.

The Land Rover drove into the garage, Zhong Siyuan rubbed the back of Fang Zhixing's head: "Let's go, go home."

The arrogance in Qitai Building has disappeared at this moment, Fang Zhixing followed Zhong Siyuan step by step, entered the elevator, entered the house, watched Zhong Siyuan take off his costume and put on his own sweater, he did not speak much, and was ready to be interrogated .

"I'm going to take a shower," Zhong Siyuan said, "wait for me for a while."

Zhong Siyuan took the clothes into the bathroom, and the sound of water soon rang out.

Fang Zhixing was wandering in the living room at a loss, and Mozart jumped out from some corner and scrambled around his feet.Fang Zhixing woke up and dozed off, squatting in front of the TV cabinet and looking through the medicine box.Then he went to the kitchen to boil water, he recently bought a lot of health tea, and prepared to make it for Zhong Siyuan to drink.

Zhong Siyuan took the shower very quickly, and came out in less than 10 minutes.

When Fang Zhixing heard the movement, he ran over diligently, and stopped when he was approaching, and looked at Zhong Siyuan timidly and carefully without making a sound at a distance.

Zhong Siyuan's heart ached from his gaze, he raised his arm and said to Zhixing, "Qingqing, come here."

Fang Zhixing caught the arrow as if he had caught it, and he caught it in fear, and moved to Zhong Siyuan's side in an erratic footstep.

Zhong Siyuan embraced him with one hand. The person who just took a bath was filled with water vapor and heat. His warm lips pressed against Fang Zhixing's forehead. He whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Fang Zhixing didn't say anything, shook his head, and dragged Zhong Siyuan back to the living room.

He pressed Zhong Siyuan on the sofa, looked at the wound carefully, and frowned again: "Does it hurt?"

Fang Zhixing took off the ointment and smeared it on him. After entering the door for a long time, his hands were still cold and his clothes hadn't been changed. Zhong Siyuan felt that Fang Zhixing was in chaos at the moment.

He grabbed Fang Zhixing's wrist and stopped him from moving.

"Qingqing..."

Zhong Siyuan suddenly felt guilty, Fang Zhixing's every dodging look was like a loud slap in the face, reminding him how stupid the decisions he made without thinking.

Why did he insist on knowing about Fang Zhixing's scars? He obviously cared so much, why did he tear open his wounds to find out?Are you satisfied with it now?Are you happy to see Fang Zhixing suffering?Got your wish?

Zhong Siyuan hugged Fang Zhixing on his lap. He was calm at all times, even if his expression was frozen in a fight, he was deeply frustrated at this moment.

He leaned against Fang Zhixing's shoulder, lowered his head, even the explanation was too superficial, so he had to apologize in vain: "I'm sorry, I didn't do what I promised you."

Fang Zhixing felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Does Zhong Siyuan know what he is talking about?

Why apologize?

Isn't Zhong Siyuan's harm bad enough?

Five years ago, five years later, he almost lost his future, why are you still apologizing to him?

Fang Zhixing's eyes were red, and his throat trembled awkwardly: "Why do you apologize? I was the one who walked away five years ago, and I was the one who concealed my dishonesty five years later. You have never been sorry to me."

Zhong Siyuan looked at him, and lightly brushed the end of Fang Zhixing's eyes with his fingertips: "Qingqing, don't cry..."

"The one who should say sorry is me," Fang Zhixing hugged his neck, "You are all for me."

"I'm weak, I'm cowardly, I'm stupid, I screwed up."

If he could be a little more brave, things would not have turned out like this.

Or, if five years ago, he had been a little smarter, wouldn't he and Zhong Siyuan have been separated for so long.

They will perform on the same stage, stand under the same spotlight to meet the applause, hold the trophy in cheers, and speak the award speech in the same language.

With secret and unknown feelings, they share the same joys and sorrows, or walk side by side, or develop independently, but no one will let go first.

They will walk on the bright road paved with stars, and they will not be discouraged when they encounter setbacks. They will stand up when they fall and hurt, and hug and kiss when there is no one is comfort. They will eventually reap the fruits of their dreams.

Instead of now, Zhong Siyuan stopped singing, and Fang Zhixing couldn't dance for a few years because of his leg injury.

Their dreams collapsed in the middle, and the blame came and went, and Fang Zhixing's innocence and credulity should be blamed.

"Brother Yuan..." Fang Zhixing grabbed Zhong Siyuan's hand and pressed it to his heart. He wasn't even ready, but he couldn't hide it anymore, "I'm telling you now, do you still want to hear it?"

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Watch it early tomorrow.