The benefactor has a second-rate brother who is suffering

"Xiaoyuan? Jiang Xiaoyuan!"

Jiang Yuan snapped back to his senses, Han Zifeng asked him a little worried, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "I'm fine."

"Are you all right? Your soul is gone, isn't it just..."

"Little Han!"

"Here we come." Han Zifeng stopped talking helplessly, and trotted all the way to the director.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help touching the back of his neck, as if he could still feel the warmth, but he knew it was his own illusion. Jiang Qi had been on a business trip for a week.

Could even that kiss be an illusion?

Jiang Yuan is not sure either. He couldn't remember many things clearly in that chaotic morning. Memories and reality intermingled, grievances and joys went hand in hand, and the trembling climax washed away his memory.

He also tried to call Jiang Qi afterwards, but Jiang Qi flicked his forehead like a normal person, "Little villain, call me brother."

The corners of the lips are still tender.

Nothing has changed, but Jiang Yuan feels that everything is changing.

If it is said that Jiang Qi's previous emotions occasionally Jiang Yuan could perceive his forbearance and depression, but after that, it was completely gone.

"Jiang Yuan, your play."

Jiang Yuan nodded, this was a scene between him, Han Zifeng and Wei Xin.

He took a deep breath, and thought to himself, brother will not belong to others, it can only belong to you, cheer up, Jiang Xiaoyuan.

***

"what are you doing?"

Han Zifeng stood in front of Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan sat on the ground, rubbed his ankles, and pulled Han Zifeng, "I'm fine."

Wei Xin said apologetically, "I didn't do it on purpose, are you okay?"

"Did you do it on purpose, anyone with eyes can see it?"

"Han Zifeng, Wei Xin, what's going on?"

Wei Xin pursed her lips, "Director Lin, in the script I was supposed to be fighting with Xu Nan, and Jiang Yuan just fell down."

Jiang Yuan patted his pants and grabbed Han Zifeng who was still trying to defend himself, "It's okay, I sprained a bit, director, brother Wei Xin and I didn't have many scenes with each other before, so it's normal to hit the head, besides, I didn't stand up." Steady, you can't blame him entirely. Zifeng is also a little excited because he is worried about me."

Lin Daoyuan glanced at him, "Well, go to the infirmary for an examination. This scene will be filmed tomorrow. If it still doesn't work tomorrow, this part will be deleted directly."

"I see, thank you director." Jiang Yuan thanked him, but his face really looked like a normal person.

Infirmary.

"Jiang Yuan, shouldn't I be so impulsive." Han Zifeng sighed, this problem still can't be changed, obviously his experience should be much richer than Jiang Yuan, but sometimes he seems more naive.

"You stand out for me, I have to thank you, I didn't make you a friend in vain." Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

"Okay, don't comfort me." Han Zifeng recalled, "Actually, Wei Xin deliberately asked us to complain to the director."

Both he and Jiang Yuan are pure newcomers, and it's not about offending or offending, the important thing is to grab the scene.He and Jiang Yuan had robbed the show before, so Wei Xin probably couldn't swallow this breath.Besides, if Wei Xin takes this drama one step further, he will basically become popular, and naturally he is not afraid of these things. Even if he generously admits that he pushed it on purpose, there will probably be countless fans looking for reasons for him and excuses.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Yuan rubbed his ankle, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better now."

"Then why did you follow his words just now?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and saw a skinny man at the door, "Here, someone seems to be looking for you."

Han Zifeng turned his head, saw the man waving at him, and told Jiang Yuan, "I'll go and see, don't move around, and apply the ice pack properly."

Why?Naturally, it was because if he didn't follow Han Zifeng's words, the director would put the account on Han Zifeng's head, tell the truth and turn black and white.

Jiang Yuan feels that he is not a good person, but Han Zifeng is his friend, and he fights for him.Second, whether he is popular or not is really dispensable to him. He can skip this bowl of rice, but Han Zifeng is different.

……

"Filming? Me?" Han Zifeng pointed at himself in surprise.

The man looked helplessly at Han Zifeng's vigilant gaze, "Director Lin and I are friends, and I want to invite you to play the leading role in a movie."

Han Zifeng looked at him like an idiot, "I'm a newcomer, I don't have any experience except this TV show, are you sure you're looking for the right person?"

"This drama has two male protagonists. The other protagonist has already been decided. He is an old drama player. Don't worry about your acting skills. You can even act in your true colors."

Han Zifeng now understands that some directors like to use newcomers in some roles because of the similar temperament.

Han Zifeng subconsciously pointed to the infirmary, "Jiang Yuan has more aura than me, do you want to consider him too?"

The man laughed loudly. It had been a long time since he had seen someone who started to fight for a role for his friends when he was unemployed. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just you, you are definitely suitable for this role. I watched your friend too. It’s pretty good, there just happens to be a role that suits him well, so you can invite him to audition together.”

Han Zifeng was stuffed with two scripts.

"Give me your mobile phone number, and I will inform you of the time and place, and you will come with your friends when the time comes."

"Oh, good." Only then did Han Zifeng remember to ask his name, "What's your name?"

"Miangui's surname is He, He Chong'en, and he is the director of "Deep Pool"."

"Thank you Director He."

"Remember to come." He Chongen urged thousands of times as if he had discovered a treasure.

Han Zifeng nodded in agreement.

***

"Do you know that you can use an idiom to describe it now?" Qi Wei raised his eyebrows.

"What?" Jiang Qi flipped through the materials to be used in a while, and responded casually.

"I thought you quit smoking?" Qi Wei changed the subject.

There was an ashtray next to Jiang Qi's hand. It wasn't full, but it was quite a lot.

——"Brother, don't smoke, I'll keep an eye on you from now on."

"Well, quit."

Qi Wei frowned, "Are you sure?"

Jiang Qi took out the half pack of cigarettes left on his body and threw it to Qi Wei, "Quit."

He can't always rely on Jiang Yuan, and besides, it's not that he smokes, his little wish will definitely appear.

Qi Wei caught it, looking at the sky speechlessly, yes, you are the boss and you have the right to say.

"Do you want to guess what idiom it is?"

Jiang Qi looked at the time, and there were still 10 minutes before the meeting with Sui Ying's chairman, and he responded casually: "Suit and leather shoes?"

Qi Wei shook his index finger, "It describes your state."

"Gentle and approachable?"

Qi Wei: "..." He opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

"By the way, what's the result of asking you to check Han Zifeng's background that day?"

"Still looking into it, it's probably coming soon, Meng Shen said he will reply to you tomorrow at the latest."

Jiang Qi's eyes are heavy, he will not interfere with Jiang Yuan's making friends, and he can trust Jiang Yuan's vision.But when such a big thing happened, he always had to find out before he could feel at ease.

Xiaoyuan... I don't know if he is used to living alone, and he doesn't want to go on a business trip. Now he especially cherishes the time he spends with Jiang Yuan.

"By the way, that's the expression." Qi Wei pointed at him.

Jiang Qi ignored Qi Wei's convulsions, looked at the time, "Let's go."

Qi Wei didn't hold back any more, "Do you know what the word is?"

"Say."

He said a word to Jiang Qi's back - "No desire, no desire."

Jiang Qi's footsteps paused, "I'll cheer up after the meeting. Sui Qian is an old fox. If he can be moved, it will be much easier for Jiang to go public."

***

"I'm looking for your boss." Han Zifeng returned to the bar that day.

Ordinarily he should go back and read the script of "Deep Pool" carefully, but he couldn't feel at ease until this matter was resolved.

The waiter heard him say that he was an old acquaintance of the boss, and after a while, he called a man down. The strong man looked at him and was sure that he didn't know such a kid, and said casually, "Are you looking for me?"

Han Zifeng frowned, "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Uncle Wu."

The man was taken aback, "Who did you say you were looking for?"

"I'm looking for Yan Wu."

The back of the metal chair under the man's hand was squeezed out by him with two holes.

Han Zifeng met his gaze, "I'm looking for Yan Wu. If you don't ask Uncle Wu, how do you know that he won't see me? Or is it that the current rules have become that the person in charge can directly make decisions for the boss?"

"you!"

"What's your name."

"Han Zifeng."

The man frowned, not having heard of it, "You'd better not play tricks on me, little brother, that's not fun at all."

Han Zifeng sighed, looking nostalgic, "Help tell Uncle Wu, just say that the madman is looking for him."

In less than 5 minutes, the man came back in a hurry, and this time he said in a respectful tone: "Master Wu said let me take you in, he has trouble walking now."

"Uncle Wu has rheumatism again?"

The man was startled, and replied, "Yes, this way please."

There was a middle-aged man in his 40s who was waiting in a wheelchair at the entrance of the alley with seven turns and eight turns. Seeing him, he couldn't help standing up from the wheelchair.

"Uncle Five."

"Hey, Young Master Han." Yan Wu lowered his head and wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Han Zifeng helped him sit in the wheelchair, and pushed Yan Wu back to the courtyard, "What kind of young master am I, it was my godfather who teased you at that time."

At this moment, Yan Wu's eyes were completely red, and he took his hand and said, "It's good...it's good if you are good."

The two of them were talking about the old days, and the former man listened with his ears open, his heart was full of turmoil. In fact, it was only five or six years ago, but that seemed to have become history. Everyone on Chengbei Road knew about it, but no one dared to mention it. that history.

"Uncle Wu, I'm here to ask you something."

This was something Yan Wu expected, "You said, as long as Uncle Wu can help, he must do his best."

Han Zifeng took out the video recorded by Jiang Yuan that night, and explained the cause and effect, "Can you help me find out who these people are?"

Yan Wu was suddenly furious, Han Zifeng was kidnapped in his place, what face would he have to see his elder brother in the future.

"Don't worry, it's on Uncle Wu."

"Then thank you Uncle Wu." Yan Wuken's move was naturally not as simple as finding out a few people.

Han Zifeng smiled, and said a few more homely words.

He stopped at the door, "Uncle Wu, I brought a bottle of medicated oil for dispelling rheumatism and gave it to my aunt. Take care of yourself."

"My godfather...he's fine, don't worry."

Yan Wu looked at Han Zifeng's back, as if it overlapped with that person's back, they were not the same size, but their backs were straight.

That night, the youngest son saw that his father, who had always been unsmiling, actually watched a popular urban light comedy recently, and laughed while watching it, his eyes turned red when he smiled.

The author has something to say:

The plot chapter, the next chapter of Xiao Hanzi's attack is about to come out! ! !

Filming a TV series is an overkill, and the next movie is the highlight, and it is also an opportunity to untangle the knots in the hearts of the two brothers. 233

With my brother not around, the cannon fodder became emboldened.Then the cannon fodder is all fighting scum, although it will survive for the time being, it is still very scum. =v=.