What he sang is all fake

Of course Qi Chen didn't know if Bei He had anything to do with the "Dong You Qi Ming" audition, because even Bei He himself didn't know.

When the taxi drove Beihe across Binjiang Road, it was the time when the East Bank of Yidu was brightly lit.Five-color neon reflections flashed on the river, and giant LOGOs of well-known companies rolled on the LED screens on the side of the office building.The real estate projects are compared with the strength of the capital. Foreign tourists gather on the giant flyover to take pictures, and well-dressed off-duty workers drag their tired bodies and minds to walk among them.

Song Yixiang was already waiting at the entrance of the hotel. Beihe got off the car and saw that before he had time to say hello, he took off his jacket and covered him on his head.Bei He was taken aback for a moment, Song Yixiang didn't say a word, and walked straight inside with him in his arms.His sight was covered, and a sense of uneasiness naturally surged up.

And Song Yixiang's state is also very strange.This person who usually does not panic no matter what happens to him, is breathing heavily at this moment, and the hand holding Bei He's shoulder is involuntarily exerting force.

"Xiao Bei, this is just a simple audition, don't be nervous." He said close to Bei He's ear, "I'll watch from the side in a while, nothing will happen."

Bei He was silent for three or four seconds, he had some guesses in his mind, he was very obedient and did not struggle.The two walked into the elevator, and he asked softly, "What audition?"

""Dongyou Qiming". The character is a little monster with few scenes and only a few lines. When the time comes, you will..."

"Understood," Bei He didn't ask him to say more, "I will adapt to the situation."

Chu Xiaofei is often complained by Song Yixiang after being educated, and it turns out that squinting eyes are monsters; when Li Qi'an was forced to go to vocal music class, he often said that Uncle Xiang squeezed his employees. Zhou Nanyu and Gu Hui didn't like to complain, so they just stood aside after listening smile.In fact, they all knew that Song Yixiang was sincerely doing their best, and Bei He, who had received extra care in the early days, knew it better.

If there was something that made Song Yixiang call him over in a hurry before he could say hello, and even said such comforting words, he must have encountered something that was embarrassing for him, and even his position could not control it.

The floor should not be low, Beihe kept the seconds in his mind.Covering his clothes should be to prevent any cameras from capturing him. Bei He didn't move, and looked down at the red carpet under his feet.They turned right and then left, and stopped at the door of a room.

Standing on both sides of the door were two men wearing black leather shoes and trousers, they were definitely bodyguards.As he expected, there was a dispute, and no matter what Song Yixiang said, the man mechanically answered the same sentence.

"Sorry, the boss said that only Mr. Bei can enter, alone."

Bei He stood there and listened to Song Yixiang's fight with them for a few rounds, and he could hear Song Yixiang's anger slowly rising, but the two bodyguards still insisted on the death order, saying that they would not let him go with them.Bei He sighed softly, before Song Yixiang scolded, "What kind of bullshit boss, who cares so much that we won't meet?", he raised his hand to hold his arm.

"Uncle Xiang, forget it." Bei He said calmly, "It's okay, you wait for me here."

Song Yixiang wanted to say something, but Bei He firmly suppressed him.

"Mobile phones are not allowed." The bodyguard said again coldly.

Bei He smiled instead of anger, took out his phone from his pocket and handed it in.The bodyguard swiped his card, and the door opened with a beep.

"Mr. Bei, please."

The room was filled with a faint smell of smoke, which was not pungent, and the air was cool, as if the windows had just been opened for ventilation.To be able to listen to the quarrels outside the door calmly, while smoking cigarettes like a gentleman inside, is indeed a monster raised by a certain capitalist empire, with the appearance of a dog, and can tear others into pieces at will. Belly kind.

Bei He tore off the jacket on his head, stretched out his hand to smooth his frizzy hair, and looked at the man with his legs crossed on the armchair by the French window.What surprised him was that there were more than one pair of eyes looking back at him. A video call was on on the computer next to the man. The young man with long hair tied back and an unlit cigarette on the other side of the camera was none other than a fantasy ghost. Director Lee.

Bei He quickly realized and nodded to the person on the screen, "Director Li."

He looked at the man who had been sizing him up again, and said coldly, "What's your name?"

The man wears the standard suit for business elites, leather shoes, trousers, white shirt, vest and tie, and the shiny watch on his wrist has no idea how many zeros are behind the value.Beihe would probably have a good impression of him if they met on another occasion, because this man doesn't have a beer belly, and he doesn't have the greasy feeling of entering middle age. Instead, he has regular facial features and an extraordinary appearance.

"Jia Zhong," the man raised his chin towards the opposite bed, "sit down first."

Bei He stood still.

"Mr. Jia, what's the matter?"

Jia Zhong didn't speak, but looked at him with interest.Bei He looked at him without hesitation, with a faint light in his eyes, as if he was looking at a pile of dead objects.

It was Director Li who broke the silence, he sneered slightly, then nodded to Beihe, and said in a casual tone, "Xiaobei, can I call you that? I have a new book here, and there is a small character you You can try it."

Probably figured out his position, Beihe could completely ignore Boss Jia next to him, and gave all his attention to Director Li.

"You say."

Director Li put the cigarette and the few strands of hair that had fallen behind his ears away, really feeling a bit of a prodigal son.Before telling the story, he asked a question.

"Do you have someone you like?"

Bei He only paused for a second before nodding, "Yes."

Director Li chuckled again, "That's easy."

It's really a small supporting role with only a few lines. To be precise, it's not even a supporting role, just a passerby.

The hero, Shi Jing, met an unnamed boy when he was traveling through the forest to catch demons. Shi Jing saw that he was a demon at a glance, and the boy had a pure face and no intention of hurting others. He even pointed out the way for Shi Jing and taught him His way of dispelling the fog.Before Shi Jing left, he asked why you stayed here, and the boy said, I am waiting for someone.

Then until the middle and later stages of the film, when it was mentioned that Shi Jing was killing demons in the forest that day, someone asked casually, have you ever seen the little demon standing under the only flowering locust tree in the forest?When Shi Jing recalled it, he asked, what is the origin of that demon?The other party sighed, did he say he was waiting for someone?The child was originally a mortal, and had been waiting for his lover to come back. It is not clear what exactly happened, anyway, he did not wait for his lover in the end.His relatives buried his body under the locust tree. His obsession was very strong, and he was influenced by the evil spirit in the forest, so he became a demon over time.And even if he became a demon, he didn't want to be greedy, he just waited wholeheartedly.

Even if he finally forgot who he was waiting for.

Director Li sent the script to Beihe's work mailbox. Beihe clicked on it and counted it. There were only four lines in total for the two scenes. The second scene only needed to shoot a distant shot without talking.

"Dare to ask, but you want to go to the winter side?"

"Burning the leaves of the pagoda trees here to ashes and rubbing them between the eyebrows will make you not see the fog. I have heard adults say since I was a child that the trees here are protected by the earth spirits, and no matter how bad the monsters are, it will be useless."

"I'm waiting for someone."

Beihe read the three sentences carefully, speaking very slowly, without any tone and demeanor, because he hadn't concocted a suitable one yet.

Jia Zhong didn't bother them, but his scrutinizing gaze wandered over Bei He's body unabashedly, as if he was identifying the prey, and he wanted to give a serious score.

"Think about the person you like," Director Li propped his chin and looked at him with half-closed eyes. "It's better to be the one you can't ask for."

"Just read the last sentence... Ah, anyway, you can read it casually, and I didn't ask you to come by name."

Director Li is really unpredictable. He is notoriously harsh on his works. In theory, as long as he has lines, he will not let people deal with them "casually".Bei He turned his mind around, and felt that although Director Li said so, he should have given him a passing score in fact, just based on his performance from the moment he entered the door to the present.

Being recognized by people with vicious eyes is not necessarily something to be proud of, Bei He smiled wryly in his heart.His gaze swept over the electronic clock on the table, and then to the floor-to-ceiling windows.In the mirror is the ridiculous, fuzzy outline of himself standing in this luxurious room, and outside the mirror is the grand view of the east bank of Yidu from a bird's-eye view, the black river water mixed with neon lights rushing into the distance.

"I'm waiting for someone." He read softly.

Li Qi'an sat on the bay window of the room, turned off the computer stereo, and listened carefully to Chu Xiaofei's speech.The three people's voice calls were a bit stuck, Chu Xiaofei was using data to make a call outside, Gu Hui was silent for a long time, Chu Xiaofei was so anxious that he cursed obscenities.

"Just like the Jia family, a real estate giant in Nanzhen, the eldest sister organizes luxury fashion shows, the youngest builds cars, the second youngest inherits the family business and engages in real estate, the third youngest takes money to invest everywhere, and the youngest sister eats what is left of her older brothers and sisters enough to live eight lifetimes. The whole family is goddamn godlike and extremely rich, and the most important thing is that my mother knew that Miss Jia was so good at making troubles, so I wouldn't even go to that jb reception and talk to her."

Li Qi'an rubbed his temples, "So? Miss Jia followed you to review our combination, and his brother followed her to see Bei He?"

He paused for two seconds, "...Aren't you fucking kidding me?!"

"Fortunately, she still has a little bit of conscience to call me to notify... But it's fucking useless to notify me so late!! Wait, shit, when we first met, she said that her third brother had sneaked a lot of artists, I still thought she was joking to scare me, the co-author really fucking hinted in advance?!"

Chu Xiaofei was going crazy, he didn't even dare to say that most of Beihe had been called away now.Gu Hui reacted for a while and asked, "Where is Zhou Nan?"

Chu Xiaofei came to tell them that he must have told Zhou Nanyu before. Hearing the captain’s name, Chu Xiaofei almost cried, “Crap, stop talking. I don’t think Zhou Nan said anything on the surface. I'm dead. His father probably has something to do with it, if I'm not wrong, Zhou Nan should now..."

He smiled wryly, "Zhou Nan should go sit at Jia's house now."

The amount of information was too much, and the three of them fell silent.It was Gu Hui who turned the corner the fastest, and asked in a deep voice, "Then where is Beihe now?"

Where is Beihe now?Qi Chen also wanted to know this question.

Qi Mei is very sensitive, and Qi Chen doesn't reply to messages for a long time now.How could her brother ask her about the entertainment industry for no reason, and he didn't even reply "I'm fine" when asked.

The only intersection between Qi Chen and the entertainment industry is Bei He.And Qi Chen won't lie, he didn't say nothing happened, it means something really happened.

And it's probably not a good thing.If it was a normal situation, he could just ask Bei He who was beside him directly, since she would not be of any use.

Qi Mei didn't eat supper, so she called directly, and Qi Chen answered.

"Please explain clearly what's the matter, although I may not be able to help, but..." Qi Mei said anxiously, "But what if!"

Qi Chen was silent for a few seconds, before summarizing in a few sentences.

"Bei He hasn't come home so far. Chu Xiaofei came here and mentioned some kind of audition. Judging from his appearance, he should... want to stop Bei He from going."

Qi Mei was stunned, she reacted for a few seconds, and a certain three words jumped out quickly, and her hands were shaking for a moment.

"That, that..."

She stayed there for a long time and hung up the phone directly.

It was already 10 minutes later when she called again, and Qi Chen moved from the sofa to his room, not because of anything else, but because the living room window was open, and Big Dipper was shivering from the cold.He returned to the room with slightly stiff steps, but sat at the desk for 10 minutes and only read two lines of books.

A beautiful metal bookmark, held between the pages, glows a soft spot in the lamp's light.

"I just went to ask," Qi Mei gasped on the receiver, "I just went to the audition location of "Dongyou Qiming" because it was said that an actor she was chasing would go. She didn't answer the phone just now, I ran directly to her dormitory, she is taking a shower, and when she is a little disabled."

Qi Mei slowed down and asked again, "Is Bei He back now?"

"Where is the audition location?" Qi Chen asked coldly.

"Yes, at the Intercontinental Hotel on the east coast. No, brother, do you want to go there?"

You were useless in the past, weren't you?

And I don't know if it's "Dongyou Qiming". They are now making inferences based on a key word, and the chance of being able to hit this [-]% possibility is too small.

She didn't say the latter, but she knew what Qi Chen could think of.

But Qi Chen hardly hesitated, and went out anyway.

"Let's stop here." Director Li nodded to Bei He.

Jia Zhong raised his eyebrows, said something hard, and closed the notebook with a snap.

The third person exited, and the atmosphere in the hotel room immediately changed.Bei He was dragged by Director Li to talk a lot about movies and scripts, and the two of them treated Jia Zhong like nothing during the whole process.

really interesting.Bei He was still in the mood to sigh.Each of them was testing just now, each of them was testing the patience of the other two.From this point of view, Director Li, who he originally thought was neutral, still preferred him. In other words, Director Li didn't care what happened to him in Beihe, the other party just disliked Jia Zhong more.

Jia Zhong said politely to Bei He with a very commercial, kind of smiling face, "Aren't you tired from standing for so long?"

Bei He also laughed, "I can't sit on Mr. Jia's bed."

Just as Jia Zhong was about to say something, his cell phone remembered.He glanced at the incoming call and picked it up anyway.In the quiet room, a coquettish female voice could be heard on the receiver asking when his brother would be home, Jia Zhong raised his eyebrows, said "don't make trouble" and hung up the phone.

He stood up unhurriedly, took off his tie, loosened his neckline, and stood in front of Bei He with two long legs, looking down at him.This "height" is not only the height, but also the high status of his wealth, which is the height that he thinks can suppress most of the others.

And Bei He wore a polite and defensive smile, looking neither humble nor overbearing.

Jia Zhong nodded, smiling unabated, "Well... I have met a few people like you before."

Bei He blinked slowly, as if he didn't understand the deep meaning of these words.

"What about them now?"

"Tired of playing, throw it away."

Jia Zhong took off the gold watch from his wrist and threw it beside the pillow as if throwing trash, and waved his hand.

"Okay, let's go."

Bei He turned around and walked towards the door, Jia Zhong followed behind, "See you next time."

After the door closed, Bei He let out a long breath, his legs were so weak that he was about to fall to the ground almost immediately.But no, not yet, we have to stand and walk back after the battle is over.

He looked around, but there was no sign of Song Yixiang. The bodyguard at the door led the way and took him to another room at the end of the corridor.As soon as the door opened, Song Yixiang rushed out to show his fists. Seeing Bei He's face, he froze in mid-air, his eyes were red.

"It's okay, Brother Xiang, let's go." Bei He pressed down his hand and dragged him towards the elevator.

33rd floor.Bei He glanced at the numbers on the upper corner of the elevator, and stood aside in a daze.Song Yixiang started to make a phone call, and a monstrous anger spewed out, but Beihe didn't have the heart to listen carefully to who he was talking to, what he was talking about, and what would happen tomorrow.He just wanted to go home, go back to the ordinary residential area in Beicheng, walk through the long road where two of the seven street lamps were broken, open the door that belonged to him, and sleep well with his Big Dipper in his arms.

The two of them walked out of the hotel.Now that he didn't cover his face, Song Yixiang didn't think about it, Bei He also felt casual.And his emptied mind was completely blank in the next second, all emotions - anger, fear, nervousness, gratitude, grievance, all emotions flooded him like a flood.

It was a bright street lamp at night, the orange light fell on Qi Chen's shoulders, and there was still traffic passing fast behind him.It was a cold November night, and the wind blew into his neckline.

I am waiting for someone.

Bei He was still thinking about this line, and now God gave him a response.

And he's waiting for me.

Bei He also ran towards Qi Chen like a gust of wind, and was embraced by him.