I seduce my rival by becoming beautiful

Qi Xuan's words stayed in Jin Xingmao's brain for several days. During this period, he unilaterally broke off contact with Zhuang Qi.

It's not really a break, I didn't take the initiative to contact Zhuang Qi before, most of the time it was Zhuang Qi who called or WeChat himself, and had dinner when they met.

In fact, the frequency of meeting is not much, each has his own busy schedule, and the circles are not the same. In addition, there has been no intersection for so many years, and there are very few topics to talk about.

Even though he didn't contact Zhuang Qi, Zhuang Qi still sent a message on time every morning to ask if he got up and had a meal. Are these trivial things in life? alienation.

Jin Xingmao honestly never thought that Zhuang Qi liked him. The fact that he liked him was like a fairy tale. When the word "like" came out of his mouth, Jin Xingmao once thought that he had an auditory hallucination.

However, the fact is that Zhuang Qi not only confessed his love but also kissed him, and that kiss made him dream of Zhuang Qi for two consecutive days.

For a while it was when he was a child, for a while it was him and Lu Qiying, and for a while it was the confession that night.

When I was upset, what added fuel to the fire was the dream of the day of confession.

In the dream, it wasn't just a touch of water, but a kiss that was more intense and deep than a touch of water, which made his legs so weak that he could hardly stand still, and his whole body was almost hanging on Zhuang Qi's body.

After Jin Xingmao woke up, he couldn't fall asleep again. He opened his eyes until dawn. He couldn't figure out how he could have such a dream. He hated that there was a bit of enjoyment and excitement in the dream.

Maybe it's because he hasn't been in a relationship for a long time, or maybe it's because he hasn't lived an adult life so far. He uses this reason to excuse himself.

After receiving Zhuang Qi's message in the morning, Jin Xingmao hesitated for a long time and did not reply.

It was deep winter, Jin Xingmao lay down for a while at dawn, turned on the light, got up and packed up indiscriminately, and soon filled a suitcase full of clothes.

He planned to go to Ji Ming to play for two days to relax. He was not a character who would be upset and confused about such things, so why should he worry so much.

Zhuang Qi is still young, in his early twenties, and he will grow up a lot in the future. Relationships come and go quickly, maybe the two of them rarely see each other, and he won't like himself anymore.

After making a fuss in the family crowd, he made a noise, picked up his luggage and left.

On the way to the airport, Jin Xingmao sent a message asking if Jiming was busy and would it be convenient to answer the phone, but Jiming didn't reply immediately, and the call went directly to his mobile phone.

When he received his call and heard that he was coming to visit the class, he smiled and teased a few words, making him flash directly, Jin Xingmao smiled and said nothing, and Ji Ming immediately sensed that something was wrong with him.

"Xing Xing, are you in a bad mood?" Jin Xingmao seldom had moments of silence and words, and this kind of situation usually happened when something happened.

Jin Xingmao, who was asked by Jiming, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm short of material recently, come here to take some material to shoot."

Jiming was dubious: "Xing'er, do you know that you are not right? When you have something on your mind, I know it even over the phone."

"I said, little bird, are you the roundworm in my stomach? You know it through the screen. It's really nothing, you think too much."

To be honest, Jin Xingmao was a little flustered by Ji Ming's determination, as if his mind had been seen through.

"Fuck you, you are the roundworm. That is because your emotions are too leaky. You may think that you are covering it up very well. In fact, anyone with eyes and ears can see and hear it."

The speaker has no intention but the listener does. Jin Xingmao never knew that he was like this in the eyes of others.

Is there really such a thing?

It was already past twelve noon when the plane arrived in Xucheng, and the hotel car was already waiting at the gate of the airport.

I have to say that spending more money does have the benefit of spending more money, and there is nothing to say about the service.

After arriving at the hotel to put away his luggage, Jin Xingmao was hungry and dizzy, dragged his tired body in the lobby, had lunch and took a full nap before opening the location, and rented a car nearby to drive to the crew where Ji Ming was.

After more than an hour's drive, everyone was hungry.

When he arrived at the shooting location, Jin Xingmao was already hungry. There were many food stalls nearby, and he felt that tears could not stop flowing from the corners of his mouth. Regardless of hygiene, he went around each food stall to buy something.

In the end, I really couldn't get it, so I had to give up the rice rolls.

The shooting location is a small ancient town. There are two extremes inside and outside the ancient town, separated by a road. The inside is antique and the outside is very modern.

Jin Xingmao almost thought that he had time-traveled.

Ji Ming had already greeted the staff of the crew, saying that a friend came to visit the set, and showed the photos. The crew quickly arranged for two little girls who were doing odd jobs to wait at the blocked entrance, holding a cardboard in their hands, and using "Your handsome brother Ming's younger brother Jin Xingmao" is written on the big red marker.

Not long after, I saw a thickly wrapped young man wearing a peaked cap and a mask, his hands full of booty, walking towards this side while looking at his phone.

What Ji Ming told them was that Jin Xingmao was the stupid one in the crowd. At first, the two little girls thought he was joking, but looking at it this way...it seems a little bit.

"Hello, is this Mr. Jin Xingmao?"

The little girl who didn't raise the board preemptively ran forward and asked softly.

Jin Xingmao nodded, hooked the mask with his index finger and stuck it on his chin, showing his face: "Hello, I am, are you a crew member?"

The little girl Xu didn't expect that he would suddenly take off the mask, looked up at his face, her heart speeded up, and she rubbed her hands in embarrassment: "Thank you, we are here to pick you up, please."

It's not good to be polite and alienated.

Jin Xingmao smiled: "Thank you, you have been waiting for me for a long time."

"No, just a few minutes. Let's go, it's too cold outside, Brother Ming must be thinking about you too."

Not far away was a little girl, holding a piece of cardboard. Jin Xingmao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before he could see the familiar scrawled writing on it.

Joyful while walking: "You Ming brother wrote this."

The two girls looked at each other at the same time, covered their mouths and smiled: "He wrote this because he was afraid that you wouldn't find it."

"That's why he's so boring. By the way, I ordered something to eat. It's almost here. I'll trouble you to tell the director or tell someone who is strong enough to take it. It might be a bit heavy."

On the way here, I ordered milk tea. There were a lot of people on the set, and I divided it into several restaurants. In addition, there were fast food such as pizza and fried chicken.

Anyway, he wanted to eat it too, and Ji Ming was so greedy, it happened to be the best of both worlds.

Ji Ming was sitting at the entrance of the inn reciting his lines, Qi Xuan was standing next to him, surrounded by a circle of staff, and a few actors in ancient costumes were chatting and touching up their makeup.

"Oh, you're serious." Jin Xingmao's appearance attracted the attention of many people, especially when he took off his hat, several actresses couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"So fast, I thought I'd arrive in the middle of the night at your speed." Jiming wrapped his script book and lightly slapped him on the shoulder.

"If you break it, you will pay."

The two were chatting and laughing. Lu Qiying, who was dressed in a black costume and a high ponytail wig, came out of the inn and was stunned when he saw Jin Xingmao.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Qi: Why didn't you reply to my message?