The actor is always coveting me

i have a script...

There is a script...

script……

Shen Ji: "..."

Whispering.

This show did not follow the usual path. From the beginning of the recording to now, there was no intention of giving scripts to the guests. Shen Ji thought that this show was quite fresh and refined, and did not engage in scripts.

It turned out to be waiting here.

He couldn't help but said: "Senior Fu, you are too dedicated."

After getting the script, I dragged my sick body and came out.

No wonder he is the movie king.

Fu Zaitong glanced at him with a half-smile: "You were called brother just now, but now you are called senior?"

Shen Ji said sincerely: "It's not enough to call me brother, you are my uncle."

Fu Zaitong gave him a headache when he raised his hand, and sniffed suspiciously: "Why is it a bit smelly, what task did you get this morning? Could it be to go to the mud pit with pigs?"

"Did you ask the assistant to remind me to come here?" Shen Ji didn't mention the task, but realized, "No wonder no one else is at Grandma Wang's place."

Fu Zaitong didn't blush and his heart beat: "Of course, I'm a patient, and I carry my sick body to do the task. If no one comes to guide me, it would be a pity that I fainted on the road."

Pull you down.

Shen Jicao didn't even bother to vomit, and carried the old man back to the inn.

When we arrived at the door of the inn, we found an unexpected visitor.

There was an unfamiliar car parked at the door, and a tall man in a black suit stood by the door, like a black iron tower, his knotted muscles and strong chest muscles almost broke the close-fitting suit. A handkerchief, and her hair was carefully waxed. Standing there, she directly scared away the young girls who had been going to the inn for the past two days, wanting to come and ask for autographs and group photos.

With such a high degree of recognition, Shen Ji remembered who it was just by looking at it.

Isn't this the psycho who saluted him outside the company elevator!

Fu Zaitong stopped walking, dragged his voice, and called out word by word: "Zhou—Ji—Xiang."

The black suit that was straight back just shriveled to the ground, like a little chick being picked up, shrank his neck and called weakly: "Brother Fu."

"Not bad," Fu Zaitong coughed twice and sneered, "How dare you show up in front of me alive."

Zhou Jixiang's black face turned pale with fright: "Brother, you misunderstood, I am actually Zhou Jixiang's twin brother Zhou Jili... ouch!"

The follower had already turned the camera away with interest, Fu Zaitong slapped Zhou Jixiang on the head with a slap, the big black iron tower was aggrieved, like a little daughter-in-law who had been taught a lesson, when she saw Shen Ji next to her, she showed a pear blossom with rain With a strong smile: "Hi Brother Shen, I am Brother Fu's assistant Zhou Jixiang, you can call me Xiangxiang."

Shen Ji touched the goose bumps on his arm: "Hello...Xiangxiang."

After a pause, he couldn't help suggesting, "Why don't you stop laughing."

Weird.

Fu Zaitong was very dissatisfied: "What is my name Xiangxiang? Have you ever called me Tongtong? Just call him Xiangxiang? No!"

Shen Ji: "..."

Dare I ask you to respond?

Fu Zaitong leaned into the car, took out a new toiletry bag, opened it and checked it with lingering fear, and raised his chin: "Okay, I took a new toiletry bag and came here specially, I saw your desire to survive, go back Go on traveling with your girlfriend."

"No," Zhou Jixiang said disappointedly, "Feifei has an impromptu game, so she can't travel with me."

Shen Ji was a little curious: "Competition?"

Fu Zaitong's tone was flat: "His girlfriend is a boxer."

Kung fu couple!

Shen Ji stood in awe and cupped his fists.

"That," Zhou Jixiang peeked at Shen Ji, "Brother Fu, Brother Gao asked me to keep an eye on you so that you won't..."

Fu Zaitong folded his arms and looked at him indifferently: "Say."

Zhou Jixiang gritted his teeth: "In case you go crazy again."

For example, the shocking live broadcast last night.

You must know that Fu Zaitong only broadcasts live broadcasts once or twice a year, and he has broadcast twice this year, and the one last night was exceeding the quota.

In the past two years, he has not received dramas as frequently as before. After he settled down, he rarely participated in various activities. Fans rarely saw the live Fu Zaitong. Last night's live broadcast was overwhelmingly popular, and every sentence was recorded by fans.

In the 3-minute live broadcast, there were ten or so sentences, more than half of which were defending Shen Ji.

Gao Ming was so angry that he wanted to grab him out of the screen and crush him to death.

Fu Zaitong smiled and patted his dog's head, pointing to the outside of the town: "Now I'll give you a chance to live: roll non-stop."

After finishing speaking, he hooked Shen Ji again with the toilet bag: "Don't pay attention to him, go back to the house."

The recording the next day went much smoother.

In the afternoon, Shen Ji went to Uncle Zhou's house again, and helped clean up Uncle Zhou's house after feeding the pigs.

Uncle Zhou saw that he was getting more and more pleasing to the eye, and reluctantly agreed with his statement that "those who dye their hair and wear long hair are not necessarily non-mainstream punks".

After returning, others also returned.

Xi Tongwei was stunned: "The current elementary school students' questions are too difficult. Is this really a question that elementary school students should do? I went to a fake elementary school back then."

Shen Ji said calmly: "Believe me, it's better than wrench wrench with a pig."

When I went to feed the pigs in the afternoon, as soon as he opened the door, the group of pigs rushed out like crazy, almost rushed out by them.

Tang Ye patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Eat two more bites later, and vent your anger!"

Fu Zaitong's fever also subsided, he was in good health, and he walked away quickly when he was sick. He pulled away a group of people who were tossing around in the kitchen in disgust, and made a delicious dinner.

Tang Ye sighed: "With old Fu's skills, a duplex suite is just around the corner."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Fu Zaitong sneered, "Does it look like I might be someone's cook?"

"Old Fu, don't be too absolute." Tang Ye smiled a bit wickedly, "When you fall in love and get married in the future, don't you want to be your sister-in-law's cook?"

Falling in love and getting married?

Fu Zaitong subconsciously glanced at Shen Ji, his movements froze for a moment, his eyes sharpened sharply, and he said firmly, "It will not be possible in the future."

Shen Ji was stared at inexplicably, and gave him a puzzled look.

Fu Zaitong's illness has not fully healed, and the others are tired after going out for a day's work, so they didn't do any messy activities at night, and Shen Ji stayed behind to wash the dishes after dinner.

Xiang Chuan, who was sweeping the floor beside him, came over, his gaze was very strange, as if he was staring at something magical, and he said slowly: "Shen Ji."

Shen Ji kept his hands on his hands and lowered his eyelashes: "Is Brother Xiang okay?"

"I feel that yesterday's apology was not sincere enough." Xiang Chuan stared at his white side cheeks with a strange expression, "I have to apologize to you again."

Shen Ji smiled casually: "No need."

"Then how can I do it?" Xiang Chuan hooked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly leaned into his ear, whispering, "I took your first place back then, and I haven't apologized to you yet. What do you think? Qi, Yu."

Hearing this long-lost name, Shen Ji's fingertips paused.

Qi Lin's usual tentative twittering echoed in his ears again: "...my male god is called Qi Yu, which is a pseudonym. Speaking of which, if you take apart the word 'ji' from you, Xiaoji, you are also Qi Yu."

"If I hadn't heard you singing outside the door last night, I wouldn't have recognized you." Xiang Chuan's eyes were heavy, "I haven't seen you for a few years, I didn't expect you to return to the entertainment industry, but you joined a small group What's the point of doing charity? Tsk tsk, it turned out to be like this."

Shen Ji was silent for a while, turned his head and looked at Xiang Chuan for a moment, smiled slightly, did not deliberately lower his voice, and looked natural in front of the camera: "Brother Xiang, I really don't need to apologize anymore, it's been so long, it's a trivial matter That's all, I believe that everyone will not care too much, and I don't care too much."

The program that was popular all over the country and created miracles in ratings is now submerged in the long river of time.

There are countless news every day, excellent programs keep pouring out every now and then, and "The Masked Singer" is no longer mentioned.

But when it comes to this show, some people feel sorry for the "Qi Yu" who amazed countless people back then.

Although there were regrets, Shen Ji did not take that glory too seriously.

But when Xiang Chuan said this, he vaguely remembered it.

The top three in the competition that year could sign a contract with a famous record company, and the one who got the first place was He Chuan, who was the No. 5 player at the time.

During that time, he was exhausted traveling to the hospital. The record company found out about his situation and approached him, wanting to sign a prostitution contract with him. He was so short of money that he almost signed.

In the end it was not signed.

After getting a windfall to solve the urgent need, he got into a dead end again. He always felt that Shen Ling got into a car accident because he insisted on singing and participating in the competition.

What's more, Shen Ling, his pillar of courage at the time, became a vegetable. He couldn't sing in front of people, so he just found a random place with his guitar in his arms, and sang the original song he was going to sing in the finals. It was a pity.

If he hadn't been too short of money after college and had to find a part-time job with a lot of money and fast money, he might not have the opportunity to set foot in this field again.

Of course Xiang Chuan could hear Shen Ji's meaning. After his debut, he did not get the support promised by the record company, and he was not very popular after a few years. He took the old story of his first debut very seriously, and his face was distorted After a while, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Shen Ji didn't really want to be mentioned about the past, that time was too gloomy, pain and self-blame crushed every inch of his nerves, thinking back to this day, he still sees Shen Ling lying on the hospital bed with blood all over his face.

His sick brother, who was dependent on him for life, was almost killed by him.

Xiang Chuan probably wouldn't want to mention these things to outsiders, after all, the name "Qi Yu" is a difficult one, and it is more attractive than his number one title.

If the program team had cut the part of singing last night... Except for people like Xiang Chuan who regarded him as a thorn in his side and missed him for many years, few people would be able to hear it.

Besides, so what if it was him, it's fine if you don't admit it.

Shen Ji felt relieved, washed the dishes and went back to the house, while supervisor Fu Zaitong took the medicine and checked Weibo by the way.

Only then did I realize that there was a "1" popping up in the fan reminder that was turned off.

Shen Ji clicked in and saw that it was Fu Zaitong.

Looking at the double-arrow cross-relationship signs of the two, Shen Ji quickly glanced at the trending searches.

Fu Zaitong snorted and said, "I just realized now that you, who paid attention to you last night, have already passed the trending searches."

Shen Ji: "...It feels like I've almost made up all the hot searches in my life."

Fu Zaitong was persuasive: "Do you want to have one tonight? Sing me a goodnight song if you want to."

"I don't really think about it, it's so annoying to keep swiping the screen, and," Shen Ji handed him the hot water, "there is a lot of hot water in the kettle, deliberately changing the topic and putting cold water can't avoid taking medicine, Mr. Fu. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at the lens again: "Please cut this hot search conversation."

Fu Zaitong curled his lips in disappointment.

Staring at Fu Zaitong after taking the medicine, Shen Ji fell asleep peacefully.

I don't know if it's because Xiang Chuan brought up the past, he dreamed about the game five years ago.

There are a lot of people participating in the competition. Hundreds of people are selected in the sea, and then they are eliminated in separate stages. In the end, there are 60 to [-] people who are on the show, and they continue to be eliminated in groups and one by one.

Shen Ji has always been very stable. Since participating in the show, he has taken root in the top three. Later, he received the advice of Tianwang Dianping, his popularity soared, and he began to take root in the first place.

The ranking of No. 5 has always been inconspicuous and has no special features. Shen Ji only remembers that person seems to be about the same age as himself. When he returned to the backstage, he always stared at him obliquely behind him.

One time when the stage was over, I bumped into No. 5 in the backstage. He still had that gloomy look, glared at him and said, "Just wait, I will get the first place."

Memory is a piece of jumping fragments in a dream.

The dusty memory before participating in the finals also emerged.

It was not early that day, and the time for the final was getting closer. He rehearsed until late, and had to go home to make medicine for Shen Ling.

Walking out of the recording studio, a person suddenly appeared, stood in front of him, and said a lot.

He couldn't remember what he said long-windedly before, but there was one sentence that he still remembers clearly to this day.

That voice overlapped with Qi Lin's probing words that day, and kept echoing in my ears:

"As long as you withdraw from the finals, we can give you a satisfactory price."

"Until he withdrew without reason before the final... many people speculated that he was paid to withdraw."

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