After transmigrating, I use Slag Gong as a stand-in

Have you ever made dumplings for your brother?

As if he didn't expect him to ask this, Xu Jingzhou froze for a few seconds,

Wei Zhun stared at the person in front of him with sweetness in his eyes, and dodged his eyes embarrassedly, "Of course I made dumplings for him, he has always liked eating dumplings."

The heart hanging in the air finally fell as expected.

It's like being hollowed out by someone, and then poured into cold water abruptly, the sour and unbearable taste.

He put down the bowl and suddenly couldn't take a bite.

"What's wrong with Mr. Wei?" Xu Jingzhou felt something was wrong, and was a little worried, "Did it rain just now?"

The man stood up abruptly, grabbed the coat on the sofa, stepped forward and grabbed his wrist.

Unexpectedly, his whole body was shaken.

The chopsticks in his hand accidentally dropped to the ground, and the bowl was also overturned. Xu Jingzhou stared at the dumpling that had fallen all over the floor, feeling very distressed, but he was held firmly by someone, unable to move a single inch.

He was angry and wanted to reason.

"Master Wei," Wei Zhun casually said, "I brought him back."

Xu Jingzhou felt wronged, "I won't go back!"

He struggled on this side, while Wei Zhun left the house with the back clothes of his old clothes.

The rain outside has stopped, and the night is silent at this time,

The whispered complaints of the young man when he resisted him became very clear.Wei Zhun pretended not to hear, opened the car door, directly stuffed the person into the passenger seat, and walked around the front of the car with a blank expression, and sat in the driver's seat.

When he got into the car, Xu Jingzhou stared at him resentfully,

But no more complaints.

Wei Zhun needed time to calm down and ignored him.

It takes nearly an hour for the car to go out from Wei's house and get on the highway.

There was no traffic jam at this time, Wei Zhun drove happily all the way, he gradually calmed down, but couldn't figure out why he was angry.What's there to be angry about?

Xu Jingzhou just made dumplings for his ex-boyfriend.

What are the dumplings?If he likes it, he can change the stuffing for 390 five days a year.

He pursed his lips and turned his eyes to look at the people around him.

Xu Jingzhou was angry.

"You're still angry," he said bluntly, "Xu Jingzhou, look at the time, it's three o'clock in the morning. If you don't rest, why don't you let the old man rest?"

"It's not because of this that you are messing around." The man turned his head away, as if deliberately ignoring him, "Grandpa never said to drive me away, it was you who insisted on taking me away. If you don't come, I will go to bed tonight." You can live with grandpa."

Wei Zhun asked, "Then what about me?"

"Can't you live alone?" Xu Jingzhou said: "It's really impossible, there is a parrot at home that is as bad as you. You live with it and teach it how to swear."

Wei Zhun: "..."

He could hear the yin and yang in this man's words, and the sourness and anger in his chest came and went quickly, so he couldn't help laughing out loud, "I didn't teach it to swear, so don't blame it casually."

Xu Jingzhou snorted coldly.

When she was at Wei's house, Mi Lala had already left on her own.

I was in a hurry when I left and forgot to close the door.When the two got out of the car, they saw a certain white-haired parrot standing on the doorknob, tilting its head and chattering: "The villain is back, the villain is back."

The first thing Xu Jingzhou did when he entered the door was to catch birds and put him in confinement.

Knowing this man's temper, Wei Zhun simply put bird food and water in that room.With bird food, the parrot will have no problem staying in the house for three days and three nights.

Wei Zhun followed the instructions of the old parrot seller and replaced the bird with water and food.

He closed the window firmly, and took out a few books from under the box. When he was about to leave the room, the dozing parrot suddenly jumped up and opened its eyes.

It must have been frightened by the lights.

Wei Zhun turned off half of the lights, ready to exit the room.

He turned around, and vaguely heard the parrot behind him fluttering, and the friction between the wings and the air made a slight sound, which was submerged in the parrot's inarticulate tongue:

"Han Zhou good night. Han Zhou good night."

·

"Han Zhou?" Song Lin frowned, "I've never heard of such a boss."

"I heard from Mi Lala that they started a new business, and it probably hasn't started yet. It's normal if you haven't heard of it." Wei Zhun sipped his hot tea, "I was wondering if it was Xu Jingzhou's former classmate. .”

"No way," Song Lin opened his eyes wide, "Wei Zhun, do you really want to find out?"

"Otherwise?" Wei Zhun said, "If you don't find that person, who will tell me what kind of injuries Xu Jingzhou suffered? If you don't find out these things, how can you help him heal?"

Song Lin: "..."

He almost didn't know the person in front of him, recalling the cold-faced president he met a few months ago, he felt more and more that he might have a memory disorder, "Wei Zhun, you have never been so kind to Zhou Jing."

Wei Zhun didn't seem to hear him, and took out a document from the side.

He frowned slightly and said, "I always feel that something is wrong."

Song Lin: "What?"

"Yesterday, Mi Lala spoke hesitantly. He should have something to hide from me. He is Xu Jingzhou's friend, so I can't force him to ask anything," Wei Zhun said, "But I always feel uncomfortable."

"Nonsense," Song Lin rolled his eyes, "If Xu Jingzhou asked me about you and Zhou Jing, I would hesitate." He realized later, "Yes, why Xu Jingzhou never asked me."

Wei Zhun said, "And last night, the parrot suddenly called Han Zhou's name." He thought carefully, "I haven't taught it before, could it be Xu Jingzhou taught it?"

"Parrot!" Song Lin successfully turned his attention away, "You actually went to buy a parrot?"

Wei Zhun glanced at him.

Song Lin: "..."

"Then who else taught it, it must be Xu Jingzhou." Song Lin pouted, "Not everyone's ex-boyfriend is the same as your CEO Wei's ex-boyfriend, maybe it's Bai Yueguang in their hearts."

Wei Zhun didn't make a sound, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Wei Zhun." Song Lin knew that what he said was too direct, but he didn't intend to change it.He felt that Wei Zhun should have a clear understanding of the current situation, "What are you going to do? Give up Xu Jingzhou?"

Wei Zhun said, "Why?"

"Being delusional because of your ex-boyfriend is already a heart disease. With such a relationship, are you sure that even if Xu Jingzhou accepts you in the future, will he still pretend to be his ex-boyfriend?" Song Lin said, "That's not right, Wei Zhun, I remember You used to be an absolute physical and mental cleanser."

Wei Zhun was still thinking about the two questions just now,

He didn't expect to get an answer from Song Lin, so he closed the webpage with related content.Wei Zhun closed his notebook, only then did he notice the question Song Lin just asked,

Clean freak?

He really likes to be clean.

But it seemed that he thought the words were funny, Wei Zhun lowered his eyes, an indescribable sour emotion swirled in his heart, and the tone of his lips was really unemotional,

He said: "Anyway, the last person is mine."

·

I read all the downloaded scripts.

Xu Jingzhou hugged the tablet, frowning tightly.The white-haired parrot stood on his shoulder, and followed him to stretch his head to look at the tablet, imitating the appearance of concentrating.

"Brother Qing," the man said unexpectedly.

The parrot was so frightened that it fell straight down.

"These scripts are all good, but they are not the roles I want," Xu Jingzhou pondered for a few seconds, and described: "The two dramas I acted before had tragic endings. I want to play a successful role this time."

"Xiaozhou, this is basically a happy ending, doesn't it meet your requirements?" Li Qing took a break from his busy schedule.

"Yes," Xu Jingzhou said, "but it's too perfect, and I don't want this either."

Li Qing: "..."

Another artist he brought recently happened to have an accident, and he was so busy that his heels were on the ground.Li Qing thought for a while, and said, "Xiaozhou, I'll help you keep an eye out for other directors, and I'll let you know if there's a suitable role, how about it?"

Xu Jingzhou replied with a smile: "Okay, thank you Brother Qing."

"But Brother Qing will tell you the ugly words first," Li Qing added, "With your current physical condition, it is definitely not suitable for you to run around with the crew, and President Wei will not agree."

"It's Mr. Wei again," the man became irritated, "Why do you need to ask his opinion, he is not my manager."

Li Qing: "..."

Ah, yes.

It doesn't seem to matter.

"Then, the company is also urging me to hurry up. Xiaozhou, if you don't make dramas or do business, the company has already complained." Li Qing thought for a while, "You are not physically fit to be with the crew, so you can participate in a variety show." Play, how about it?" He said, "It's also a vacation for you to relax."

"I don't want to participate in variety shows," the man refused without even thinking about it.

"It's not the kind of love variety show I told you before, you'll definitely like it this time." Li Qing briefly introduced to him: "The participants are all actors in the circle, and it's a variety show with outstanding acting skills."

Hearing Biao's acting skills, the tone of the person on the other side of the phone changed instantly, hiding joy: "This is good!"

"Then I won't discuss it with Mr. Wei, and I'll help you decide." Li Qing said to himself, "It's my fault too. I have developed a habit, and I have to report everything about you to Mr. Wei."

Xu Jingzhou asked: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Li Qing quickly replied, "Xiaozhou, rest first, I'll be busy here."

Xu Jingzhou responded warmly: "Okay."

Hang up the phone here, Li Qinggang is ready to continue working,

I haven't put down my phone yet.

The phone rings again.Li Qing sighed helplessly, thinking it was Xiaozhou who called back again, subconsciously connected: "Xiaozhou? What else do you need?"

"Brother Qing," the voice on the phone changed obviously, "I'm Mila."

Li Qing was stunned, "Mila?"

He felt strange, "Why did you remember to call me. Have you gone back?"

"Not yet." Mi La's tone was a bit strange, as if he was hesitating. "Brother Qing, I have something, I don't know whether I should tell you. I dare not ask Xiaozhou, I don't know how to make sure."

He scratched his heart and lungs in agony, "But I can't figure it out myself, it's too uncomfortable to hold back."

Li Qing was amused by his tone, and picked up the glass on the table, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"that is,"

As soon as the glass was put to his lips, Li Qing raised his head to drink water, and the water reached his throat, but he heard the person on the other side of the phone say to him in a serious manner: "I think, did Xiaozhou use Mr. Wei as a substitute?"

Li Qing spit out a mouthful of water.

Many staff members on the set turned their heads and cast strange glances at him.

Li Qing hurriedly apologized, took out several paper towels to wipe his clothes, and stared into copper bells, "What did you say? Say it again, Mi La,"

"I said that I think Xiaozhou is using Mr. Wei as a stand-in," Mi La spoke very quickly, in a very low voice.

"Impossible," Li Qing retorted without even thinking about it this time: "Mila, you don't know the specific situation. At the beginning, Xiaozhou and President Wei knew each other, and I was the middleman."

"Xiaozhou is in the entertainment industry, he has no money and no influence, so he must pay something. He agreed to sleep with him," Li Qing vaguely sensed something was wrong when he said this.

Yes,

At the beginning, Xiaozhou was obviously against it, and he was very firm.

Why did you suddenly change your attitude later?

"Xiaozhou asked me to draw a picture album, and I drew it according to the photos he gave. At that time, he clearly told me that that person was Han Zhou." Mi Lala lowered her voice, her tone was incredible, "But I did it two days ago. Seeing Mr. Wei, that person looks exactly like Mr. Wei."

Li Qing fell into silence.

"Brother Qing," he said, "I don't think I can see through Xiaozhou right now. I always thought I knew him well, but he's like the Xu Jingzhou I know now."

Li Qing: "I know."

Mi Lala was very emotional, "I didn't expect my friend to be such a person."

"Okay," Li Qing frowned, "This is just a guess, did you ask Xu Jingzhou? You just make a conclusion like this, do you regard him as a friend? Can you talk about things like a substitute?"

"Nonsense?" The other party was stunned, but he laughed angrily, "The matter is already clear, or is it just nonsense?"

Li Qing said: "You must not mention it to Mr. Wei now, or Xiaozhou will die."

Mi Lala said impatiently, "I know."

He was out of his mind,

After making this phone call to Li Qing, his mind seemed to wake up suddenly. He didn't know what to say to Li Qing at first, but now he seemed to have an idea.

"Brother Qing, you should find a way to separate Xu Jingzhou and Mr. Wei. Paper will definitely not be able to contain the flames. Once he is discovered, Wei Zhun will never let him go." Mi Lala frowned, "As a friend, this is what I gave His last advice."

Li Qing also seemed very anxious, his tone was vague: "Okay."

"Now it is indeed me and you who make up our own guesses. You are right. He still needs to admit it." Mi Lala paused for a while, and said, "I'll ask him."

Before Li Qing could say anything else,

Mi Lala hung up the phone.

When he dialed the number, he hadn't figured out what to say.Knowing that Xu Jingzhou has delusions and cannot be stimulated, but he doesn't know where the limit of this "stimulation" is.

The other party answered the phone.

"Mila," the young man's voice was slightly sleepy at the sound hole, nasally like a kitten just waking up, "I'm still taking a nap, haven't you?"

"Xiaozhou, I have something to ask you." He racked his brains, remembering a previous topic: "Didn't you tell me that you wanted a tattoo? Tattoo Z, do you remember this?"

"Ah," Xu Jingzhou was taken aback, ""I will forget what happened a long time ago if you don't mention it. "

The other party didn't make a sound.

Xu Jingzhou was silent for a few seconds, and took the initiative to ask: "Did Mi La find a suitable tattoo artist?"

"no,"

The other party's tone was a bit strange, Xu Jingzhou didn't hear any emotion in his words for a while, but felt that something was wrong, which made him a little vigilant out of thin air.

"Xiaozhou, I just want to ask you," Mi Lala tried to pretend to be natural, and even smiled a little: "I'm just curious, is this Z, Han Zhou's day, or Wei Zhun's Zhun?"