I chase after the actor by lifting iron

Fu Yongchuan felt that this matter was very strange, after all, Si Yanan was a well-known relative in the circle of friends who did not recognize him.

Even when he was not popular, he had a bad posture, as if someone owed him, even dared to keep the orchids given by his grandparents to death.

Not only was he not in a hurry when he turned around, but he also told the old man very naturally that he had tried his best... A stinky carrot who opened his eyes and talked nonsense, who didn't know that the leaves of the potted flower would turn yellow in two days?Normal people can't do it!

It's just such a thing, and now he actually does things he doesn't want to do for a junior, even sitting in front of the ashtray and blowing the air, looking very desolate and vicissitudes.

"What are you talking about!" Fu Yongchuan felt as if he was talking to Mu Mu, and complained, "Is it true that you have taken care of him? Is the little idol asking you for resources?"

Si Yan'an moved: "How is it possible, it's really a dog that can't say anything good."

"...?" Fu Yongchuan clicked his tongue: "Why am I a dog? What do you mean? Could it be that you are kneeling and licking the little idol? I'm afraid he will dump you, a Ben San old man... What the hell?"

A yellow leaf fell in the wind, Fu Yongchuan was silent for a while, and "fucked" several times one after another.

Si Yan'an clicked his tongue, stood up and shook his cuffs: "With your weird brain, no wonder you hang yourself at your door if you can't hand over the manuscript."

Fu Yongchuan choked, and followed him out of the box: "Then tell me in the end? Are you serious? With him? Are you having fun? A big carrot like you can also like people? Or is it this style?"

"What style?" Si Yanan looked away for a moment.

"Just... Xiao Tiantian?" Fu Yongchuan said, and he felt a chill: "Damn, what's the matter with you, are you really not sick?"

Si Yanan's footsteps froze for a moment, the word "Xiao Tiantian" reminded him of the first meeting between Zi Ah Alley and Ming Chen.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the gangsters lying in disorder, and the children standing shyly, how "sweet" it is.

His tone was subtle: "...you don't know him."

"?" Fu Yongchuan was confused.

"So you don't understand how cute he is." Si Yan'an said.

……

Chasing away the cursing Fu Yongchuan, Si Yan'an pulled up the front of his windbreaker and walked quickly to the street.

Guo Hei was concentrating on playing mobile games in the car. With a cold snort, he slammed on the car window, successfully interrupting Driver Guo's incomparably devoted game, satisfying his bad taste.

Guo Helmet opened the door for him, complaining about how smooth the game was just now...Si Yanan listened happily for a while, then his phone vibrated.

It was almost a little later, and it was Ming Chen who said that he just woke up drunk, and immediately went back to sleep.

Mingchen's WeChat is also very cute, and he can use all kinds of soft and lazy bunny emoticons.

Reminiscent of marshmallows, soft quilts, or small animals with little vigilance... such as sheep in groups on a plateau under a sunny day.

Make him want to stop.

Even though he knew that this relationship was still in the air, he had too many unspeakable things, which was in stark contrast to Ming Chen's tolerance and magnanimity.

If Ming Chen asked him about his relationship with Zheng Jiaqi, he might not mind telling about the fact that he was out of his mind when he made a movie, even if it was really hard to say.

But Mingchen asked him why he suffered from insomnia, and he couldn't push this or that eccentricity to the movie.

He knew no, couldn't lie.

Si Yan'an is not a good person, Ming Chen will know this sooner or later.

He can only wait and make up for it in other places. He only hopes that when we are separated, the children will not regret too much... Regret for spending time on him, and for loving him fervently.

***

""Old Town" is a very evil film. At that time, their big capitalists sent a producer. This stupid producer was superstitious. He insisted that there was a mass grave next to the abandoned factory. He wanted to exorcise evil spirits... so he invited a monk to go there! The monk received the money, and after looking at the place, he found that the feng shui was not good, and he had a lot of resentment. The people from their crew rented a small hotel nearby. That town doesn’t even have a decent hotel... Anyway, it’s said that you can hear ghosts crying at night..."

Ming Chen was dumbfounded.

He never expected that director Xu Huangshan would drag him into a small courtyard with a very beautiful scenery, and he would start telling ghost stories with his mouth open!

Still listening to the truth!

After half an hour, Ming Chen almost forgot what he wanted to inquire about, and asked Xu Dao: "Then and then?"

Director Xu patted his thigh: "...When the elevator broke down, everyone was terrified. The security over there desperately called the elevator maintenance man, but in the middle of the night, no one could be contacted, and finally called the fire alarm..."

After exaggerating the atmosphere again, he said: "The elevator was finally opened slowly. Everyone held their breath and saw that there was no one in the car, only a repeater, which was pasted on the top of the elevator with black tape!"

"Wow——" Ming Chen was shocked: "Are you really pretending to be a ghost!?"

"That's right," director Xu Huangshan shook his head and said, "The producer and the monk want to covet the money in the group, and then ask his boss to get it behind the scenes..."

"..." Ming Chen was stunned for a moment before he remembered: "No, what does this have to do with Si Yan'an?"

Xu Huangshan smiled.

"Si Yan'an doesn't want you to come to my group, did he tell you that Yangfan's investment is unreliable?"

Ming Chen paused, feeling that there was nothing he couldn't admit, so he nodded.

Xu Huangshan lowered his voice, leaned closer and said, "Then do you know that the boss of Yangfan Investment is related to him?"

"...Huh?" Ming Chen opened his eyes wide in shock.

Xu Huangshan reached into his bathrobe, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "Boss Yangfan's name is Hou Wenchang, and he and your Yan'an brother are cousins. I don't know how to express it. But it’s true that they don’t have a good relationship.”

Ming Chen listened to the gossip silently, thinking that my mother is so unreal.

"When Si Yanan fell in love with the book "Old Town", the director was already about to start work. Originally, he didn't want to make such a big production, but it was really a small project that I don't know if it can be released. Of course, Si Yanan couldn't make a movie. He wants to win prizes for shoddy things, so he is in a hurry to invest more.”

"I don't know how the two brothers discussed it in private. Anyway, the result is that Yang Fan successfully entered the film and became the largest investor in the film. But when the producer incident happened, Si Yan'an got angry with several others. Fang teamed up and drove Yang Fan away, and he paid for it himself."

Ming Chen thought of the line "Sailing Investment" at the end of the movie's production side, and only then did he understand the cause and effect.

"I hang out with Hou Wenchang a lot, and I didn't mean to speak for him, but this matter, it really doesn't have much to do with him. He is very quack, and he likes to make friends. The stupid producer just got angry with him because of drinking. That's how you can fool people...heh."

Xu Huangshan scratched the cool top of his head, and said again: "Anyway, they don't want to see each other anymore after this incident, and Hou Wenchang does have a little problem... But with me around, he has to give me face, and he doesn't want to see each other anymore. What will I do with you? Xiao Ming, think about it and come to our crew? The number one male!"

Ming Chen: "..."

Dare to say so much, it's all for this!

"During the filming of this movie? Did anything happen?" Ming Chen regained focus and asked.

"It's not that I'm that director, I know where I can go... But," Xu Huangshan rubbed his chin: "Si Yan'an has always worked hard in making movies. His talent is terribly high. Difficult. I also took a look at the book "Old Town", which is quite depressing. The protagonist is an undercover agent, who fanned poison and murdered hostages. In the end, it seems that he and the villain died together. Everyone worked very hard."

Ming Chen pursed his lips.

"This kind of thing depends on the director's choice. Whether he wants the actors to be healthy or pursue the ultimate. If there is a problem, he must seek counseling from a psychiatrist. The general process is to encourage actors to take long vacations, travel, Stop interacting with the people in the crew." Xu Huangshan said.

Ming Chen let out a breath slowly, feeling a slight blockage in his chest.

It's too hard for the male god, what kind of broken movie is worth so much for him... Thinking back to his inexplicable attitude towards Zheng Jiaqi, Ming Chen felt that he had already made a good guess.

No wonder.

Zheng Jiaqi, who deliberately posted on the male god for a show, you are dead! ! ! !

Even the time when Liu Cha posted a fantasy composition on Weibo didn't make him so angry! ! !

No wonder the male god couldn't sleep, how could he sleep when Zheng Jiaqi was coming!

No wonder the male god is not happy about winning the prize, why should he be happy that Zheng Jiaqi is coming!

Never blow this shit movie in the forum again! ! !

Ming Chen thought about it angrily, Xu Huangshan was still at the side and refused to let go: "How are you thinking? Come to our team! With your appearance, my male number one is tailor-made for you, so big A cheap one, not taking advantage of it is a bastard!"

"Oh." Ming Chen stood up, "I'm a bastard."

Xu Huangshan: "?"

"Thank you so much Director Xu, your hair will definitely grow back again! Goodbye!" Ming Chen said emotionally.

Xu Huangshan: "???"

***

The next day, the system discovered that his Mr. Ming Chen was very active in training.

The set of boxing techniques I just taught yesterday has been practiced in style today.

Especially in his movements, there is a murderous aura that could not be practiced before.

The system rationally knows that it should not ask, and sincerely hopes that Mr. Mingchen can maintain this state for a longer time.

The murderous Mingchen is already seriously considering one thing. He wants to cooperate with Si Yanan in a movie, or a TV drama variety show, whatever. It's okay to go to Shiwanda Mountain to broadcast a documentary to cover Hope Primary School.

Then Sister Xi Shi whipped him crazily with "you are crazy" eyes.

"Ah! Why are there fairies here? My eyes are turning me numb—" Ming Chen began to act coquettishly: "Sister, please ask me, my strength training is very effective now, and I can also move bricks on the construction site!"

"..." Sister Xishi said in a daze: "What's wrong? If I agree with the actor's team, I won't agree. Is he going to use the sand sculpture character design!? Wake up, they will let you rub the heat a few times. Now, can it be endless!?"

Of course, Ming Chen didn't want to rub the heat, but he wanted to be with Si Yan'an!

After hearing Director Xu's words, his heart ached to death, and he wished he could move to the male god's house and spend more time with him.But there was a steady stream of work, and he hadn't confessed to Sister Xi Shi, so he could only play crooked ideas.

"Speaking of which," Sister Xi Shi ignored his aggrieved expression, tapped her head and said, "Have you been exercising in the company recently? Some trainees said they saw you boxing in the practice room."

Ming Chen nodded: "Occasionally, practice when the company is free."

Sister Xi Shi sized him up a few times, and she couldn't believe it: "I didn't expect that even kings and lazy people would be able to 'do nothing to practice'... Is this grown up?"

Ming Chen smiled.

Sister Xi Shi said again: "Just in time, you are going to have a concert again at the end of the year, and you will enter the promotion period in a few days. The four of you can't get together, so the higher-ups discussed it. First, you can use your presence alone. Judy The teacher heard that you have learned a lot in Chanxin Temple, and asked if you have time to teach the trainees downstairs, if you are interested, we can do a few live broadcasts."

Ming Chen asked the system in his heart, if bringing children counts as training time, the system clearly answered yes, so he said obediently: "Listen to Sister Xishi."

"That's fine." Sister Xi Shi patted his head: "You work harder, I'll ask the movie king later, and try my best to help you talk about it. But I can't guarantee that we can talk about it."

Ming Chen was already satisfied, and gave Sister Xi Shi another rainbow fart.

Although KeepCalm has gone solo, they still release mini-albums every year, and hold concerts as a group at the end of the year.

The four of them have always attached great importance to this event. Basically, at the end of November, they will cut down other work at hand, come back to rehearse, and spend about a month preparing for the stage.

Ming Chen asked Si Yan'an, and then made a calculation. If that unlucky movie really won an award, even if it was just for photography or music, it would enter the promotion period in the following month.

Entering the promotion period means that he will meet frequently with the rest of the crew, especially Zheng Jiaqi.

Fortunately, this time happened to be stuck in December, when he was not very busy. It was a coincidence.

And he also has a system that is usually not useful, but now he can finally use his strengths.

He has already figured it out. Once the promotion period starts, he will let the system keep an eye on Zheng Jiaqi's location 24 hours a day. Once he is within half a kilometer of Si Yan'an, a danger alarm will be issued, and he can wear sunglasses and black clothes. To prevent them from meeting...

Just as he was thinking happily, the Cherish Words Like Gold system suddenly made a sound.

[Mr. Mingchen, good afternoon, sorry to interrupt your fantasy.Friendly reminder, this system is not a tracking system. According to the rules of rewards at each stage, you cannot monitor the trajectory of a living body 24 hours a day.Thank you for your understanding, I wish you good health and prosperity. ]

Ming Chen was dumbfounded: "...you say it again?"