Beyond gold and jade [Yu Huang]

The guards stood upright with their guns in hand, showing a solemn and vigilant demeanor.

Seeing that Zhong Yurong had already turned off the car, Lou Guanning asked strangely, "Why don't you just go in?"

Zhong Yurong ignored him, looked back at Zhang Jiale, "Do you want to go in?"

Zhang Jiale looked out through the dark car window film, he thought he would be cowardly, even panicked, but to his surprise, what he could feel at this moment was helplessness.

It turned out that the gap between them was not his illusion, but a real one.Just like this gate, you don't need to deliberately show anything, as long as someone stands in front of it, you can feel how small you are.

Zhang Jiale wanted to sigh, but the breath seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't release it no matter what, "Is he inside?"

"After he came back that day, he never went out again." Zhong Yurong pointed to the guard, "I've asked them all."

Zhang Jiale was at a loss, "Then what's the point of imprisoning him? Is it possible that he can be imprisoned for a lifetime?"

"Our elders want to teach their children a lesson. There are many ways. A beating is considered light. If it weren't for my sister's birthday in a few days, he must come to cheer as a brother. Uncle Sun probably threw him back. The base, out of sight, out of sight."

"Back to the base?" Lou Guanning was surprised, "He has done so many moves this year, I thought he really planned not to go back."

"Whether to go back or not, his opinion is not important, the key is to see what the old man and Uncle Sun mean."

Hearing this piece of Jiale, he finally understood what was going on in the Sun family. It was okay if he didn't understand, but his headache was even worse when he understood.He didn't give up and wanted to confirm once again, "Not going back...does it mean what I understand?"

"I guess you got it right. To put it simply, he climbed up in it when he was less than 20 years old. Now that he is in this position, he suddenly said that he wants to quit, for the sake of an actor, or an actor. How do you look?"

Zhang Jiale laughed dryly, he could already imagine the scene where Sun Zheping ran home and had a showdown with his family that day, "He's crazy... absolutely crazy."

"So what are you going to do?" Zhong Yurong asked with great interest, "Give him two slaps? Or go crazy with him?"

Zhang Jiale didn't reply immediately, but looked outside the door again.When Lou Guanning became impatient and was about to urge him, he said slowly: "I can't really go in directly, can I? I don't want to take a load of bullets."

"I didn't plan to take you in at first, it's just that the old building can't be bothered." Zhong Yurong ignored Lou Guanning's angry eyes and started the car, "Wait for another two days, the time will always come."

56.

Knowing that Sun Zheping didn't have a big problem, Zhang Jiale didn't ask too many questions. First, he was self-aware of his abilities, and second, he understood that nothing would happen to Sun Zheping even if he was locked up at home.On the way back, Lou Guanning reminded him that someone might put pressure on him, but Zhang Jiale just smiled back.

But that night, he couldn't sleep.

He keeps reminding himself that tomorrow is the first promotional tour of "Twins", and he must attend in the best condition, otherwise he will be blamed by Han Wenqing... But Zhang Jiale keeps tossing and turning.Lying flat on the bed and looking at the ceiling, many pictures flashed one by one like a revolving lantern——

Waking up after a drunken coma and seeing each other for the first time.

It was the first kiss delivered in reality with an actress who acted naturally and smoothly.

After mustering up the courage to send the money back, I received other gifts.

The long-distance calls that often accompany him to sleep.

……

Zhang Jiale looked sideways at the empty bed on the other side, stretched out his hand to touch the slightly harder pillow, hesitated for a moment, then slowly pulled it towards him, and hugged it into his arms.A book was exposed where it was originally pressed by the pillow. Zhang Jiale took a look and found that it was a book that Sun Zheping hadn't finished reading before.

Although he knew it was the type he wasn't interested in just by looking at the title, but Zhang Jiale actually had the urge to try it because he was affected by insomnia.He got up and turned on the headlights, and put pillows on his lap to serve as a makeshift desk.

After looking carefully, I found that there was a small crack between the pages of the book, which seemed to be a thin bookmark.Zhang Jiale curiously turned the book to that page, but found that it was not a bookmark.

paper napkin?Want to bring the hotel logo?

Zhang Jiale couldn't help laughing, it's really simple and straightforward... Wouldn't it be better to just find a piece of cardboard?He imagined the scene where Sun Zheping read a book halfway through, and casually took out a napkin from his pocket and used it as a bookmark, and he was overjoyed.

This paper must have been clipped for a while, and two of the three creases have been smoothed out by the pages of the book.Zhang Jiale carefully took out the napkin, and the moment the paper was lifted in front of the lamp, he seemed to see two faint black marks on the inside that was still folded in half.

Flipping through other people's books already crossed the line, Zhang Jiale reminded himself that he must never be more curious.But his eyes swept over the conspicuous hotel logo again, and Lou Guanning's face, which he had only seen for a few hours, inexplicably appeared in his mind.

My sister is your movie fan and likes you very much.

Zhang Jiale took a deep breath, picked up the napkin, and spread it out at a very slow speed. The two writings finally appeared before his eyes, one of which was still very familiar.

——Zhang Jiale, love you?

At that time, he was worried that the signature pen would puncture the napkin, so he specially lightened the pressure, and signed with the usual writing method, especially seriously.In the end, although it didn't have the flamboyant aesthetic feeling when it was checked out, it was still pretty and neat.Although the ink color is not as bright as when it was first signed, and even smudged a little, it is indeed from his handwriting.

Trembling fingers touched from that heart to another familiar handwriting underneath.

It is extremely difficult for a person with a strong pen to write on a napkin just by imagining it.But the strokes and strokes on it didn't even penetrate the second layer of tissue, which was more detailed than Zhang Jiale's writing.So careful, it seems to be very cherished.

--Um.

The owner of the handwriting seemed to feel that something was wrong after writing this word, so he changed the period into a comma and added a sentence after it.

--I also

The word "also" was followed by a shallow stroke. The man seemed to want to write something, but he didn't put pen to paper until the end.

Folding the napkin again and clipping it back to its original position, Zhang Jiale buried his face in the pillow in a daze, his breath was full of the smell of shampoo that men are used to.He put his legs up and hugged himself with the pillow.

Zhang Jiale, love you?

well, me too...

Love you.

It turns out that they are all so stupid, who can laugh at whom.

After calling twice but still in the middle of the call, Huang Shaotian put down the phone suspiciously, and simply buried his head in the quilt.

Today's concert was very successful, the condition of the vocal cords was unexpectedly good, and the fans were enthusiastic and caring.

Everything went very smoothly.

But why... I always feel that something is not right?

Lan He took a battle shower and came out of the bathroom. He looked so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still urged Huang Shaotian with all his energy: "Young Master Huang... go take a bath... just go to sleep and you will feel uncomfortable tomorrow." of……"

Huang Shaotian got up from the quilt and stared straight at the other party.Lan He was frightened by his dignified eyes, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Huang Shaotian shook his head, "Tomorrow I have to catch a plane to go back to record, you go to sleep, I'll go for a walk."

"Alone? No, no." Lan He rubbed his face, "Wait for me to change my coat, let's go out together."

Huang Shaotian pressed Lan He's shoulder to let him sit down, "I'm not going downstairs, I'll walk around the corridor twice. This floor is full of our people, so don't worry about me."

Lan He still looked worried, but he couldn't resist Huang Shaotian's soft-heartedness, and urged him to bring his mobile phone, and he must come back in half an hour.Huang Shaotian agreed to everything, and was finally released.

It was past midnight, and the corridor was silent.Behind the success of the concert is the hard work of a group of people who forgot to sleep and eat. Presumably, most of them, like Lan He, were too tired to fall asleep.Huang Shaotian walked slowly, it wasn't that he wasn't tired, it was just that there was a thorn in his heart, and there was a strange sense of abruptness.

As far as the person involved is concerned, since the poisoner was not caught, Huang Shaotian couldn't eat well, sleep well, and feel unhappy, which is normal.But in fact, he had already made the mental preparation that the case had not been finalized—he was not a fool, and he knew that it would be difficult to investigate this matter if he lay in bed and thought about it casually.

If he can think of it, it means that Yu Wenzhou must also want it.But just because he can keep calm doesn't mean that Yu Wenzhou can too.

Yu Wenzhou is always the representative of calmness and restraint in the eyes of everyone, it seems that he won't blink even when the sky is falling.But since seeing Yu Wenzhou completely out of control in the last car accident, Huang Shaotian has been worried that the "calm" at this moment is just a harbinger of a storm.He was even more worried that before he knew it, the wind and rain had passed silently.

The phone call between Yu Wenzhou and Wei Chen made him extremely concerned.He didn't hear the content of their conversation, but he could vaguely understand what these two people could do together with a little guesswork.

Having been in the entertainment industry for many years, Huang Shaotian still maintains a sincere and straightforward nature, but this does not mean that he is innocent and pure, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.Climbing to the current position, he has seen many scenery beyond the reach of many people, but at the same time, he has also seen the darkness that ordinary people cannot imagine.

He has seen many people being made to look like a ghost just because they said a wrong sentence, or even made a wrong expression.But those who make shots are often those who have not stepped into the circle with half a foot. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as turning hands into clouds and hands into rain.They can be said to have no bottom line at all,