Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

In fact, Zhao Si also imagined many times that when he reunited with Jiang Cheng, he would introduce what he wanted to say again.

For example, he is already a talented idol who is a resident of the ABCDE charts in Asia, thousands of fans are crazy about him, hot search trends are easily captured, and the copyright sells for tens of millions; while Jiang Cheng is just a handsome actor, because he is too noble His artistic career was not going well, and finally faded out of the circle in disgrace, claiming to be the mainstream of acting in popular French dramas.

Or maybe he is a crape myrtle star with tens of billions of votes on the stage, popularity and strength, sitting on countless endorsements, capital is flocking to him, and resources are soft; while Jiangcheng is just a backstage cafe with nothing to do. Not good, in the end, he had to spend a lot of money to buy [-] marketing accounts, kneel on the ground and post him to speculate on CP.

After all, Jiang Cheng didn't want him back then.

In the end, the only thing that was not bad now was that the ex-boyfriend was as lofty as ever and didn't hold the hand that was waiting in front of him.

Jiang Cheng moved back a little, moved his eyes away from the pig's head in front of him, and popped out two words with icicles: "I know."

follow the next sentence

"Hurry up."

"..."

The ugly scene, Fei Dajin hurriedly made jokes, stepped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz flew over half of the suburbs, leaving a large space in the middle of the spacious rear seat, and the white lambskin was decent and neat.

Yecheng is not big, and the third-tier cities are a bit congested. Fei Dajin drove to the People's Hospital in an hour, and went down with his own Wangzai steamed buns.

It was already very late when he woke up, the chair next to the barman, Zhao Si also glanced at the hanging bottle in the upper right corner, the people in the infusion hall had almost left, only two or three remained.

Zhao Siyi's eyes darkened a little, and he shook Fei Dajin's arm: "It's almost over, how do we go back?"

Fei Dajin was also dozing off, and he was taken aback when he was woken up before saying, "It's almost over?"

He took out his mobile phone: "This hospital should be able to get a taxi, but that place is too far away, and it's a one-way trip at night. I don't know if anyone will take the order."

Zhao Si also said "hmm": "Then what about them?"

"They?" Fei Dajin paused for a moment before realizing that what Zhao Siyi was asking was Jiang Cheng.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang and the others are here for dinner in the city center. There may be a change in the scene of that kind of wine."

Zhao Si also raised his head, his swollen cheeks puffed up and asked, "What kind of game?"

"It's just socializing. I heard from his assistant that there are many big bosses here. I guess it will take several rounds just to drink. If anyone wants to have fun, it's out of the question."

Zhao Siyi let out a groan and didn't speak again.Fei Dajin made a Didi call at the same time, but unfortunately there was no answer.He yawned: "How about I ask Mr. Jiang if it's over? I just left his assistant's phone number."

"Need not."

Zhao Si also had a pig's head that was one size smaller, and he didn't want to see Jiang Cheng at all, so he turned on Didi and started playing.Fei Dajin followed him and waited for a while, but it was raining outside and there was no car to pick him up.

He is impatient and can't wait: "You continue to take a taxi, I will call Teacher Jiang and ask."

In a star-rated hotel in the city center, a table was scattered in the box, and several cups of shark fin were removed and replaced with Pu'er tea.

"Xiao Jiang, how about Chu Yu going to exercise?"

The one who spoke was Fan Shengtian, the president of Qingyi. Next to him were three bosses of the management, and then Lu Ye, the director of the movie.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Fan Shengtian, there was a fair young man sitting beside him, it was Fan Chuyu.

Lu Ye smiled and interrupted first: "I am the director, Mr. Fan, you asked this question, it's too embarrassing."

He and Jiang Cheng were roommates in the Film Academy. They were three years older than Jiang Cheng. Now they have changed their careers and become young directors. Thanks to the blessing of their dorm roommates who often bring meals, they are able to get acquainted with this popsicle.

Lu Ye glanced at Fan Chuyu, but there was no politeness towards Fan Shengtian in his eyes, he just said: "It's good for Mr. Fan to come and practice his acting skills, but the roles are all set for the filming soon, I'm afraid it won't satisfy you."

Anyone could tell that Fan Shengtian meant to force it.

To put it more bluntly, it is cutting off Hu.

Because Jiangcheng took over the male lead, the weight of the other male lead is naturally not the same. With the current most popular actor group CP, the benefits behind it can be imagined.

"So why don't you ask Xiao Jiang?"

Fan Shengtian looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "You've been taking care of Chu Yu these past few years, and you've helped him with everything, I think it's quite a match—"

bell bell bell.

Dong Dongdong's mobile phone rang suddenly, interrupting Fan Shengtian's words.

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, Dong Dongdong quickly understood, and raised his hand to pick it up: "Hello, Assistant Jiang Cheng. What do you want?"

The people on the table are not ordinary people, and they are also very fond of **. As soon as Dong Dongdong made a sound, there was only the silent sound of eating food, until Dong Dongdong said the next sentence——

"Hospital?"

Everyone at the table looked up.

Fei Dajin on the other end of the phone said "Hey" twice, and said, "Excuse me, excuse me, nothing else, I just want to ask Mr. Jiang if it's over, it's not—"

"There is it!"

Of course, Zhao Siyi didn't care much about riding in Jiangcheng's car, and he was stubbornly taking Didi all the time. It happened that a small Roewe dropped from the sky and took the order at this moment.

"Have?"

Dong Dongdong was confused and repeated, and the people at the table stopped their chopsticks in an instant, with astonishing expressions.

Zhao Siyi flicked Fei Dajin's call to the abyss of sin, Dong Dongdong had no choice but to put down the phone, Jiang Cheng frowned and looked over: "Who?"

Dong Dongdong can only honestly say:

"Teacher Xia Qi."

"What?"

"He said he had it."

"..."

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The lesser of the two powers.

Jiang Cheng's face was dark, and he chose to continue the topic of the conversation: "The role depends on Director Lu, I don't care."

Fan Shengtian's expression froze for a moment, and then he was a little surprised: "Then it's not sure yet, we'll talk about it on the set."

After talking about this "important matter", most of the people at the table dispersed, Lu Ye still couldn't hold back, and as soon as the table got off the table, he went to the balcony and asked:

"What's the matter? What happened?"

Jiang Cheng scattered the wine with the wind, and gave him a cold look: "Your hero is allergic, send him to the hospital."

Lu Ye was slightly startled, and then his eyes were bright: "By the way, you asked me before, and I went to look for the audition materials at that time."

He took out his phone, swipe a few photos and handed them over: "Here, my name is Xia Qi, not a stage name, but this is my ID card."

"Northern city people, my family ran a company, and I didn't grow up in your city of Chengjiang. The Beijing University of Arts is not a good one, but it is also an actor with a professional background. I even took a look at the graduation certificate. The high school is Beiyi. The attached middle school has nothing to do with the south."

The screen of the mobile phone emits light-colored light, and Jiang Cheng's stomach burns down a lot. His thin eyelids are drooping, and he just glances:

"know."

Fei Dajin and Zhao Siyi waited for a long time, and Xiao Rongwei finally drove to the entrance of the hospital, but the driver was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner. The broken windows leaked wind in the sultry night, which made Zhao Siyi's forehead sticky.

It was already almost twelve o'clock when the car wandered back to the hotel, Zhao Siyi took the medicine and took some water, his stomach was empty and there was nothing, and his stomach was burning with acid.

With motion sickness and allergies, he opened the door and jumped out of the car almost as soon as he braked, and took two breaths of the relatively pure air in the suburbs to calm down the nausea.

Fei Dajin was still grinding his lips to pay the bill, and the love song of the driver brother floated out of the window along the wind: galloping horses~~like the wind~

Zhao Si also suddenly felt a white light behind him.

A bright Mercedes-Benz business came in, braked gently, and stopped firmly at the hotel entrance. The license plate number was JK41111.

It was the one that took him to the hospital during the day.

It's just that the one who came down was a new face, neither Jiang Cheng nor his little assistant.

The man's appearance is very foreign, the slightly curly hair has a faint fragrance, and his cheeks are slightly drunk after drinking, it can be seen that he has also passed the drinking game.

After getting out of the car, he quickly went around to the other end, held the door with one hand, and rushed inside and said:

"Thank you Brother Jiang for sending me here."

Dong Dongdong turned off the fire, and put on a smiling face: "Mr. Fan, you will join the group tomorrow, and it's a matter of dropping by. Wouldn't it be a joke not to see you off? It's not a thank you."

Fan Chuyu's mouth was very round: "It's okay, I have to ask Brother Jiang more about acting in the future, and my role has not yet been decided, so I need Brother Jiang to help me look."

Dong Dongdong followed his words, nodded and laughed, he also knew that Jiangcheng took care of Fan Chuyu in Qingyiting, and it was no secret in the circle.

It's just that for some reason, Jiangcheng seems to be not in high spirits tonight, and Fan Chuyu's role is still unknown, so he can only wait for tomorrow to start watching the director.

As an assistant, Dong Dongdong often has a strange sense of precision. When Jiangcheng was filming, he seemed to be following a dutiful actor, but when he was at the company and the wine table, he seemed to be following a Buddha. No one dares to ask him anything.

Just like today, Fan Shengtian could force it, but seeing that Jiang Cheng was not interested, he never opened his mouth to mention the word male lead.

Jiang Cheng loosened his tie with one hand and came down. Dong Dongdong drove to the park in a hurry. Only the glass doors on both sides of the hotel were open, and the chandelier in the lobby was reflected on it, resplendent and resplendent.

Fan Chuyu walked in front, and opened the door for Jiangcheng first: "Brother Jiang, go back to your room and rest first, I'll make you some honey tea? Don't you have a bad stomach?"

It was rare that Dong Dongdong was not around, so his brows moved, and he didn't need to worry about face and said, "I'm sorry, I will trouble you to worry about me when it's almost turned on. Actually, I heard that I can join the group and film together with you, that's why,"

"vomit--"

"..."

"..."

"..."

In a remote hotel, there is no welcome person at the door in the middle of the night.

Fan Chuyu's face looked as if he had eaten the keyboard, and Jiang Cheng's face was dark.

Zhao Si also straightened up not too sorry: "I'm sorry, you go on, I'm motion sick."

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感谢在2020-05-3013:44:57~2020-05-3115:50:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: LJ.1 bottle;