Improv [Rebirth]

Ni Zhengqing put the documents away and put them in a drawer, then looked at Han Tianzong: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Brother Zhengqing," Han Tianzong put his hands on the table and said, "You told me before that you can get ahead with your own efforts without any background or power. I have never relied on my family for a single point."

"So?" Ni Zhengqing raised his eyebrows, "If you blame me for delaying you, then well, I was indeed wrong. You shouldn't be so foolish to break in alone, go back and pick up your dad's shift obediently."

"I don't blame you, Brother Zhengqing, how could I blame you?" Han Tianzong said, "I just suddenly figured out that there are indeed people who can succeed through hard work, but unfortunately, that's not me. I refuse all help from my family because I hope One day when I saw you, I could hold my head up and tell you, Brother Zhengqing, I have achieved today through my own hard work—I think only in this way can I be qualified to stand with you."

Ni Zhengqing remained silent, and Qi Andong sat on the chair by himself, raising his feet as if watching a big show.

"I thought that what I got by myself was my dignity and my weight, but when I really saw you, I realized that this weight is not worth mentioning in front of power. Since my efforts can't get you I can't get your approval, and I can't even get the chance to be with you, so why am I still working hard like an idiot?"

Chen Yan frowned, and he looked at Ni Zhengqing, who was expressionless.

"You want to create conditions for your brother? I can do it too. If you want to find a partner, I can do it too. If you want to protect yourself, I will never let anyone touch a hair of your hair... I will give you everything you need I can give it, and I will treat you much better than Hong Zizhen, without any second thoughts. How about it, brother Zhengqing, you leave Hong and stay with me?" Han Tianzong seemed to be discussing with him, with a smile on his face. With confidence.

He believed that he had an advantage. He and Brother Zhengqing grew up together and knew everything. He paid for him and suffered for him. Brother Zhengqing saw it. Hong Zizhen was never as good to him as he was.

Chen Yan gasped, and subconsciously looked at Qi Andong. Qi Andong noticed his gaze, turned his head and smiled at him, without expressing anything, and did not come out to persuade him.

Hearing this, Ni Zhengqing didn't react at first, and after a while he calmly walked to the door, locked the door, and then walked back to the desk, putting all the things on the desk into the cabinet.

"Brother Zhengqing, what... what are you doing?" Chen Yan asked nervously.

He locked the cabinet, loosened his tie, undid his cuff buttons, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and politely replied to Chen Yan: "Beat someone."

After finishing speaking, Ni Zhengqing rushed in front of Han Tianzhang, grabbed his collar, and threw him to the ground with one arm.

Before Han Tian could get up, he raised another leg, straddled his waist, and beat him to the flesh.

Han Tianzong was still immersed in his epiphany, and when he was thrown into a daze, he would be slapped in the face, and he couldn't protect Ichigo.

Chen Yan regained his composure and tried to persuade him to fight, but was dragged away by Qi Andong.

"What are you doing?!" Chen Yan turned his head and glared at him.

"Can you stop Zhengqing? Don't make trouble."

"Then I'll just watch Tian Zong get beaten?! There's a fight in front of me! You just stand aside and watch?!" He was impatient, and he yelled at Qi Anton, regardless of his tone.

Qi Andong was watching a monkey show, and he was in a good mood, but his face sank after being so fiercely attacked by Chen Yan.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" With a cold face, he threw Chen Yan back on the chair with one hand to hold him down, and still turned his head to watch Ni Zhengqing beating someone with nothing to do with him.

After reading it for a while, he nodded again: "It's a beating."

Han Tianzong's face was colorfully beaten, and there was some blood from the corner of his mouth. He finally woke up, found a chance to use his fists, turned over and sat up, and pressed Ni Zhengqing under him.

He knelt on Ni Zhengqing's legs, pressed his legs with his body strength, and locked his wrists with both hands to the ground.

"What did I say wrong! Aren't you just doing it for your younger brother? Can't I protect him? If he wants the moon, I'll pick it off for him, can't he? I really like you, why don't you stay with me? ?!"

"Just because you really like me!" Ni Zhengqing roared.

He took a breath, and said to Han Tianzong on top of his head: "You fucking said it wasn't for your childish feelings, but for my ideals, my life... you fucking fart!"

"Your ideal contradicts me? If you stay with me and I help you, isn't it closer to your ideal than hanging out with Hong Zizhen?"

"Han Tianzong, let me tell you again, I absolutely, in this life and in the next life, will never be with you." Ni Zhengqing stared at him and squeezed out words one by one.

Qi Andong let go of Chen Yan, picked up Han Tianzong like an eagle and threw it aside, and helped Ni Zhengqing: "Are you all right?"

Ni Zhengqing shook his head.

Chen Yan was free, and hurried to Han Tianzong's side, and asked him, "Junior brother, are you alright?"

Han Tianzong didn't hear it at all, and just stared at his brother Zhengqing intently.

Seeing that he was fine, Qi Andong came over, pointed to Han Tianzong and said to Chen Yan, "You stay here, Zhengqing will see you off later, and I will take him away first."

Chen Yan didn't know when he became so familiar with Han Tianzong. After hesitating for a while, Qi Andong sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will harm your junior brother? I am really a villain in your heart."

He silently let go of Han Tianzong's hand, and handed him over to Qi Andong.

After they left, he asked Ni Zhengqing: "Brother Zhengqing, why are you so angry today?"

"The nonsense he said, isn't it worth getting angry?" Ni Zhengqing raised his head and glanced at him, speaking very bluntly.

This is really angry, Chen Yan thought, just sit on the chair and watch Ni Zhengqing work, and don't talk too much.

Ni Zhengqing didn't finish processing the documents until the migrant workers got off work. He stood up and stretched, heaved a sigh of relief, relaxed, and said to Chen Yan, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"I won't go back." Chen Yan shook his head.

"Where are you going? Does Brother Dong know?"

"I'm not his son. I have to report to him wherever I go. He's probably not at home anyway."

"That's right. Tell me, where you want to go, I'll take you there."

Everything just happened without a trace, and there was no fight in the office. In less than an afternoon, Ni Zhengqing completely forgot about Han Tianzong and Han Tianzong's oath.

"Are you busy tonight?"

"No, why, you want to ask me out, do you have an appointment?" Ni Zhengqing smiled.

"I didn't make an appointment, so please save face."

He nodded: "Okay, I've given you some face. Let's go, get in the car first, and where do you want to go?"

Chen Yan thought for a long time, and pointed the way to a food stall at the back door of Chen Yan's school.

They ordered a large table of dishes and a piece of beer. When the dishes came out, Ni Zhengqing took a bite and said, "If you invite me to dinner, you won't find a better place. I don't think it will be possible today."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yan asked him while biting a potato.

"You have nothing to ask me, what can I have for dinner?"

"I beg you for nothing," Chen Yan put down his chopsticks and looked at him seriously, "That happened only in the afternoon, I can't let you go home alone, or..."

Or go to Hong Zizhen.

Ni Zhengqing looked at him in surprise, stretched out his hand and pinched his head, and smiled: "Afternoon? It's such a big deal, I almost forgot about it, don't worry about it."

"You are in a bad mood, I know, don't pretend. I can't comfort people, there is no other way. When I was sad at school, I just came to eat and drink. After I was sad, I went to Houhai to cry. After eating If you are still in a bad mood, we go to Houhai, and you cry alone, I will hide and never look at you."

Ni Zhengqing remained silent and gnawed a few mouthfuls of corn with his head down.

"Chen Yan...Actually, if you don't mention it, I might really forget it."

"You don't call it forgotten, it's called hiding it in your heart and not mentioning it. It's not good for you. Long-term depression will cause psychological distortion." He spoke in a serious tone, and he didn't know if it was the truth or a joke.

"Really, then I would like to thank you." Ni Zhengqing reached out and put a piece of ribs in his bowl.

They were eating and drinking, Ni Zhengqing was drunk, Chen Yan laughed at him: "I thought you would never be drunk."

"I'm not drunk, and I won't be drunk. I just want to be drunk." Ni Zhengqing was half lying on the table, looking at him with a smile.

He babbled a lot, and the car couldn't drive after dinner, so Chen Yan had no choice but to call a taxi.

The driver asked where to go, Chen Yan asked Ni Zhengqing: "Are you still going to cry?"

"Stop crying," Ni Zhengqing's eyes were foggy, and the eye circles were red, as if he had already cried a lot, "Keep it for now, and cry next time."

Chen Yan nodded: "Then go back."

No one spoke in the car, only the late-night love song was playing on the radio. After the song was played, a sweet female voice began to broadcast entertainment news. Chen Yan pricked up his ears when he heard Ning Zhixin's name.

The driver had been busy all day and was too lazy to talk to the passengers. Ni Zhengqing was lying on the back seat with his head resting on Chen Yan's shoulder. A little fragile.

There was a news scene on the radio, the ratings of Ning Zhixin's new drama soared, making him famous, it really is a bright future.

"You made your debut in movies, and now you are back in TV dramas, and suddenly you have a lot of fans. How does it feel to be popular?" the reporter asked.

The crisp youthful voice was transmitted along the current, and Ning Zhixin said: "It's all for the audience, I'm happy if the audience likes it."

"No one is listening here, what are you singing?" The man raised his head and asked the actor on the balcony.

The building is gray and white, the ivy is withered and yellow, and the yard is desolate, with few people.Qi Andong's face also looked gray and gloomy against the wall.He squinted at him, didn't answer, and continued to babble to the shadow, out of tune.

After hanging his throat, he smiled tactfully, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of affection, but it couldn't cover the fine lines.

He Jianqing is old.

He asked the people downstairs: "Aren't you listening?"

"Me? I'm not considered an audience, so I just passed by." The man replied.

The camera is facing the faces of two people, they are at the same position on the screen, one is looking down, the other is looking up, cut like a slideshow.

It seems to be a passing employee, working from [-] to [-], daily necessities; it seems to be an old Tsing Yi, a beauty who is twilight, and still remembers her prime.

"Then are you happy?" He Jianqing asked.

"Well, I'm very happy that the unit distributed a bag of apples today." The man waited for a while, seeing that the actor upstairs only looked at him but didn't speak, so he couldn't help asking him, "Are you happy?"

A small tree on the railing of the balcony was bent by the wind, and the leaves scraped directly on Qi Andong's plain and shabby coat. He has short hair and a high nose bridge, and looks heroic, yet charming.

He smiled at the man and said, "Singing opera, I'm happy when Zuo Er is happy."

He watched the man go, and then muttered to himself: "Look, I can still sing."

"Cut!" the director yelled, and the actor and Qi Andong both walked out of the play.

Chen Yan stood on the sidelines in a daze, feeling as if a knife had been twisted in his heart, thinking, He Jianqing is going to die.