In order to survive, I became a heartthrob

As the two leading men in "March in the Army", Luo Chengyi and Xiang Qiuyang will inevitably be dragged to drink, but Xiang Qiuyang is an investor, so not many people dare to persuade him to drink, but Luo Chengyi is different , Whether it's out of teasing or genuine appreciation, there are quite a lot of people who come to fight for wine.

Luo Chengyi could only drink one bottle after another, and he could bear it at first, but later on he couldn't do it anymore, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Okay, okay, we Xiaoyi have to take makeup photos tomorrow, look at this little face, I'm looking for you if it doesn't look good tomorrow."

Xiang Qiuyang stretched out his arm, and put his long arm on Luo Chengyi's back, which seemed to be protective. He smiled and looked at the person who came to toast again, "Drink less, you still have work tomorrow, don't you think so?" ?”

The man looked at Qiuyang with this kind of action, so he understood the other party's meaning, nodded immediately and said: "Yes, yes, it's better to drink less."

After finishing speaking, he left, strolled to other places, and did not drink much less.

Xiang Qiuyang sent out a signal that most of the people present were people with good eyesight, and they would not come here to make fun of themselves, so for a while, there were a lot fewer people who came to persuade Luo Chengyi to drink, Luo Cheng Yi also felt much relieved in an instant, turned his head to Qiuyang and said thank you.

Xiang Qiuyang patted Luo Chengyi's shoulder, and just about to say something, when he looked up, he saw Luo Chengyi's face was red, and his ears and neck were also red.

He gave a strange laugh, reached out and rubbed Luo Chengyi's cheek with his index finger, "Xiao Yi, so you turn red everywhere when you drink."

The cheeks are soft and warm, and it feels good to the touch.

After feeling it for a while, Xiang Qiuyang couldn't help rubbing his index finger twice.

Luo Chengyi opened his eyes slightly, tilted his head back, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Xiang..."

Xiang Qiuyang withdrew his hand, and smiled while holding his chin, "I found out that after your car accident, your temper became much better, and you became a lot cuter. Why, that car accident gave you an epiphany?"

Luo Chengyi rubbed his nose, and said vaguely: "Forget it, I'm afraid that if I continue to be arrogant, someone will beat me up sooner or later. After thinking about it, I think that's really unacceptable. After all, I rely on my appearance for a living .”

Xiang Qiuyang was so amused by these words that he burst into tears.

When a beauty smiles, she can overwhelm the country and the city, and a masculine beauty like Xiang Qiuyang has a unique charm.

Luo Chengyi scanned the surroundings, and found that many people's eyes were focused on him, and some of them even stared at Qiuyang intently.

Xiang Qiuyang had laughed enough, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and glanced to the side, so sharp that no one dared to look this way anymore.

Luo Chengyi had already eaten enough, and now he didn't need to drink, he just held a cupcake and ate it, watching the excitement around him while he ate it.

This is a scene that he has never experienced before coming here through the book. When he was playing a role in the past, the biggest extravagant hope was to get a character who showed his face, even if it was a cannon fodder character, and he could be qualified to join the crew and appear in the film. At the crew gathering, that was something that one would never dare to think about.

Luo Chengyi touched his face. His face is also pretty now, but he no longer has to worry about being coveted by others. With the Luo family as his backer, his manager is also very good. There is no coercion or threat, and no scars from cigarette burns. , It is enough to be able to act in a play you like and appear in front of the camera.

But is it really enough?

Luo Chengyi looked at Xiang Qiuyang, and thought of Xi Junyu again. He also wanted to be more unscrupulous, not as arrogant and willful as the original body, but when he didn't want to do something, no one would force him, even if those people had some Be careful and dare not show it in front of him.

The Luo family is rich, but they don't have much to say in the entertainment industry. They are in different fields, and they can't reach the entertainment industry.

Moreover, Luo Chengyi doesn't want to rely on the Luo family. He has the capital and the conditions now, so why not work hard towards a farther and higher place? Everyone has ambitions, and he is naturally no exception. He is willing to play a good show, but he also wants to accumulate and precipitate something.

This is a field of interests. It is easy to see where you are at a glance. Sometimes it is not just money that counts. If it weren't for the arm behind his back, I'm afraid that drinking too much tonight would be inevitable. There is nothing I can do about it No matter, who made him famous and low status.

Luo Chengyi lowered his eyes slightly, and stuffed the remaining cupcakes into his mouth.

…………

After all, he drank a lot of wine, and when his stamina came back, Luo Chengyi was a little tipsy, he couldn't walk very neatly, and his reactions were a little slow.

On the way back to the hotel, Xiang Qiuyang saw that his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were confused, and he smacked his mouth from time to time, so he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Luo Chengyi murmured, and replied after a while: "My mouth is bitter, I feel uncomfortable."

As he said that, he slid down his body, buckled the seat belt with his fingers, and his expression was not very happy.

Xiang Qiuyang glanced at Luo Chengyi helplessly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a McDonald's in front of him, so he found an empty seat and parked the car, "Wait."

Luo Chengyi stretched his neck, saw that Xiang Qiuyang got out of the car, went into McDonald's, and came out after a while with a bag in his hand.

Xiang Qiuyang opened the car door and sat in, "Here, I bought some French fries and burgers. You can see what you want to eat, and block the bitter taste in your mouth."

Luo Chengyi took the bag in a daze, and after reacting, he immediately gave Xiang Qiuyang a grateful look, "Thank you Brother Xiang."

Xiang Qiuyang raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to rub Luo Chengyi, and then started the car again.

"Since you thank me so much, remember to perform this play well."

Hearing this, Luo Chengyi glanced at Qiuyang, then nodded vigorously, "Okay."

Xiang Qiuyang smiled, and stopped talking this time.

…………

Luo Chengyi finally chose a box of French fries, and walked to the hotel room with Xiang Qiuyang, eating one after another.

Xiang Qiuyang turned his head to look, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it so delicious?"

"Mmm, it's delicious." Luo Chengyi seldom eats this kind of junk food, and when he eats it once in a while, he really thinks it's really good.

"Really? Give me a taste, ah—"

Luo Chengyi was stunned holding the potato fries, looking at Xiang Qiuyang's mouth that opened in front of his eyes, a little uncertain what the other party meant.

Xiang Qiuyang yelled again, "Why don't you give me one?"

Luo Chengyi glanced down and saw that Xiang Qiuyang was holding the car keys in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, so he didn't struggle any more. Thinking it was strange, so he held the French fries and stretched out his hand.

But halfway through the fries, they were grabbed by a hand that came across.

The other party's big hand with distinct bones grabbed Luo Chengyi's arm, then forcefully pulled Luo Chengyi's arm, bowed his head and ate the French fries.

"Well, it's not bad." He Muzheng chewed the French fries, looked down at Luo Chengyi, "Is there any more? Give me another one."

Luo Chengyi: "..."

Xiang Qiuyang: "..."

Both of them stared blankly at the person who appeared suddenly, unable to recover for a moment.

Seeing that the other party not only ate French fries, but also wanted to ask for another one with a calm expression, Xiang Qiuyang frowned suddenly, "May I ask who you are?"

He Muzheng glanced at Qiuyang, "Which one are you?"

The tone is slightly raised, it doesn't sound very polite, and it doesn't sound very friendly.

Xiang Qiuyang immediately lowered his face, "This gentleman..."

"Mr. Xiang, hello, this is our boss' business card."

Standing behind He Muzheng stood up, and immediately handed Xiang Qiuyang a business card, "Mr. Xiang, please don't mind. Our boss just saw Mr. Xiao Luo suddenly and was a little excited. After all, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the boss and Xiao Luo The relationship between Mr. and Mrs. has always been good..."

God damn meets an old friend...

God damn relationship has always been good...

Xiang Qiuyang and Luo Chengyi looked at each other, Luo Chengyi smiled awkwardly, his expression was rather speechless.

"This is... cough, indeed this is someone I know."

Nodding to Qiuyang, he took a look at the business card handed over by Guan Ai, and then smiled, "So it's Mr. He, I'm sorry."

He Muzheng nodded, and now his tone became normal, "I hope Mr. Xiang doesn't mind what happened just now."

He stretched out his hand to grab Luo Chengyi's shoulder, "Xiaoyi and I are used to fighting, just now we wanted to tease him."

Seeing Luo Chengyi's shoulder move, Xiang Qiuyang stretched out his hand to knock He Muzheng's hand away, then laughed, and said to He Muzheng, "I don't mind, of course I don't mind, after all, there are still a lot of French fries, so Xiao Yi will feed me some more." Roots are fine, don’t you think so, Xiao Yi?”

Luo Chengyi blinked when he heard the words, and then looked at Xiang Qiuyang in surprise. Does this mean he needs to be fed?

He held the chip box in his hands like a hot potato.

"Xiao Yi, why..."

"As it happens, I'm a little hungry."

At this time, a hand reached out and took away the French fries box from Luo Chengyi's hand.

He Muzheng picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, while eating, he looked at Luo Chengyi, "Is it okay for me to eat this?"

Guan Ai pushed his glasses behind He Muzheng, silently recalling how much the boss ate at the dinner just now, and finally came to the conclusion that the boss's appetite is getting bigger, um, next time he will order more dishes.

Luo Chengyi glanced at Xiang Qiuyang in embarrassment, "Brother Xiang bought this."

The implication is that what you eat is spent by brother Xiang, if you want to ask if there is any problem, you have to ask brother Xiang.

When He Muzheng heard the words, he paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, "That's really embarrassing, I'll pay you..."

"No, it's not worth a lot of money. Since Mr. He wants to eat, just eat it."

Xiang Qiuyang patted Luo Chengyi's shoulder, "Anyway, I bought something else for Xiaoyi, it's not bad."

It was as if He Muzheng was robbing Luo Chengyi for food.

"Really, it seems that Xiao Yi is also hungry?" He Muzheng smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up a French fries, handed it to Luo Chengyi's mouth, and said softly: "Come on, eat, I just ate two I am full."

Luo Chengyi: "..."

He looked at the french fries handed to him, and felt that since He Muzheng appeared, all of this was inexplicable, and the atmosphere was awkward and awkward—so a burst of anger suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't stop it. Can't help but want to vent out.

Luo Chengyi opened his mouth with a whimper, click!He grabbed He Muzheng's finger fiercely.

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