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The mobile phone was placed under the eyelids of the two of them. Although the message only flashed once, both of them saw it.

Song Zhen was angry and embarrassed.

Idiot Jiang Ji, I'll settle the score with you when I get back.

Song Zhen's skin was fair, and it was obvious once the blood surged up, especially in the ears and neck.

Xie Zhao saw that he lowered his head, the tips of his ears were red, showing nostalgia.

Song Zhen in his memory was very shy, and every time he was shy, his ears turned red first.

Song Zhen scolded Jiang Ji eight hundred times in his heart, raised his head again, and saw Xie Zhao's soft face: "Zhenzhen, I think you can consider Jiang Ji's proposal."

Song Zhen: "???"

I think about your ancestors.

He frowned, trying to maintain a serious expression: "Let's go back and discuss this matter first."

Xie Zhao chuckled: "Of course, the important thing in life is to be careful."

Song Zhen: "..."

Before leaving, he said to Xie Zhao very sincerely: "Out of concern for our partners, I suggest that Mr. Xie take time to go to the hospital for a good checkup."

"Like psychiatry and ear medicine."

As soon as he got on the elevator, Song Zhen slammed that WeChat message on Jiang Ji's face: "Explain?"

Jiang Ji faltered: "Didn't I go to the toilet? Hearing that hot chicken Hou Chengyi lied to others about you, saying that you got this opportunity by something, I couldn't get angry for a while, so I just..."

"Just make it a fact?"

"You are not such a person." Jiang Ji paused, then added cautiously, "You shouldn't be..."

Song Zhen sneered twice, and told him Xie Zhao's conditions.

Jiang Ji: "..."

He glanced at the elevator's camera, and sneaked close to Song Zhen's ear, "Fourth, tell the truth, do you have no feelings for Xie Zhao at all? Give me a definite answer, or I'm afraid I'll carry the burden." I can't stand this sugar-coated cannonball anymore..."

Song Zhen: "..."

He kicked Jiang Ji directly.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and they ran into Hou Chengyi and his team.

The enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.

Jiang Ji immediately put away the grinning expression on his face.

The two walked out of the elevator without looking sideways. When passing by Hou Chengyi, he said coldly: "Song Zhen, don't be too complacent, the winner is the one who laughs last."

Song Zhen stopped, and turned his head with a smile that was not a smile: "Mr. Hou, the script of enduring humiliation is too old-fashioned, and the current audience prefers to crush from the beginning to the end."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Jiang Ji's cold face, and walked out of the elevator with Jiang Ji.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Jiang Ji spit out: "Fuck! Dude, you were so handsome just now!"

Song Zhen lazily leaned on the co-pilot: "When will I not be handsome?"

"Handsome, handsome! Handsome every day!" After Jiang Ji finished speaking, he was a little worried, "But Hou Chengyi is a member of Xingchen after all, and our connections and resources are not comparable to ours. Shall we?"

Song Zhen smiled: "Could it be that he won't make trouble secretly if he doesn't tear his face?"

"The projects that Hou Chengyi has participated in in the past few years have not been very good. Coupled with the changes in the top management of Xingchen, most of his backers have fallen, and his vitality has been greatly damaged. He urgently needs to prove himself with achievements. The cooperation with Jian An this time is his turnaround. I thought Ninety-nine times out of ten, he was intercepted."

Song Zhen propped his chin: "If it were you, would you still be kind?"

Jiang Ji slapped his thigh: "Damn it! Then we must kill them all, and we will be ashes!"

Song Zhen: "..."

Song Zhen: "Have you ever cursed yourself like that?"

Jiang Ji clenched his fists: "Don't worry, Brother Jiang is not a vegetarian all these years. I have tolerated that idiot Hou Chengyi for a long time. If he dares to make trouble, I will kill him while he is sick!"

After finishing speaking, he laughed bitterly.

Song Zhen's expression was indescribable: "...I only heard that women are stupid for three years after being pregnant, and the IQ that the senior sister didn't lose is all deducted from you."

Jiang Ji: "Get lost!"

Jiang Ji was going to take Song Zhen home, but in the middle of the drive, he suddenly received a call from his wife Zhou Qi. There was something wrong with the project that Zhou Qi was in charge of before, but she happened to be on a business trip today, so Jiang Ji asked Jiang Ji to help him. She will deal with it.

Jiang Ji asked Song Zhen: "Are you going to take a taxi back by yourself, or accompany me to deal with things first?"

Song Zhen was also bored when he went back, and he might be able to help when he went there, so he agreed to go there with Jiang Ji.

This is the job that Zhou Qi took over before she was pregnant. It is a small web drama. It is said that there is a problem with the copyright of the original work. Whether this matter is big or small, it is troublesome.

Jiang Ji also had some headaches, so he went to work before he had time to say anything to Song Zhen.

Song Zhen found that he couldn't help much, so he just wandered around with his hands in his hands.

Zhou Qi's company is a brokerage company, well-known in the industry, and there are many artists under it.

Many actors in Song Zhen's play belonged to her company. Along the way, she met many acquaintances who greeted him warmly or politely.

Song Zhen's reputation in the industry is mixed, but his talent is undeniable, and his dramas are well-known for being acclaimed, all actors, no one has the dream of becoming popular overnight.

Especially many male actors with less straight sexuality, who wouldn't want to be Huo Wenqian's second. Besides, Song Zhen is good-looking, even if it's just a spring breeze, it's not a loss.

Song Zhen was annoyed by this sudden enthusiasm, and finally got rid of it, only to realize that she was lost again.

It has been a year since he came to Zhou Qi's company last time, the layout of the company has changed a lot, and he is also a wanderer, and he doesn't know where he went.

He didn't want to run around in other people's companies, so he happened to find a terrace at the end of the corridor, so he planned to go to the terrace to hide and be quiet until Jiang Ji finished his work and came to pick him up.

However, just as he opened the door, a faint smell of tobacco came over. On the other side of the terrace, there was a smoking figure with broad shoulders and long legs, who seemed to be an entertainer.

Song Zhen thought he had disturbed the other party, and was about to leave, but the other party spoke.

"Brother Tan, I'll go over after a while."

Song Zhen was stunned, the voice...it turned out to be Huo Wenqian.

Hey!

He even forgot that Huo Wenqian belonged to this company.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but he felt that he was justified, why should he leave.

After such a delay, Huo Wenqian turned his head in doubt and was stunned for a moment.

Song Zhen's eyes fell on the cigarette between Huo Wenqian's fingers: "You..."

Huo Wenqian came back to his senses, and immediately frantically pressed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

Song Zhen suddenly felt that although Huo Wenqian's purpose was not pure, during the relationship, he was really a good boyfriend for 24 hours. Knowing that Song Zhen didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he resisted smoking for such a long time.

Even acting is very professional.

Thinking about it this way, the last bit of unwillingness in his heart dissipated, he raised his lips and gave Huo Wenqian a polite smile, and then he was about to leave.

"Zhenzhen!"

Huo Wenqian came over in a hurry, originally he just wanted to have a few more words with him, but Song Zhen suddenly pushed him inside, and then squeezed his body over.

Huo Wenqian was stunned, but then he heard the voices of several male artists from the corridor.

"Mr. Song, where are you?"

"The door here is closed, shouldn't it be here?"

"Go over there and look for it."

Huo Wenqian recognized one of the voices, who was also an artist under Tan Jun. The other party was good-looking, easy to play, and accepted the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry well.

This "Teacher Song" is sweet and greasy, and I think I know what I'm planning.

His face changed suddenly, and he was about to tell Song Zhen, but found that the distance between them was too close.

The space on the terrace is not large, except for the sliding door in the middle, there is only one person left on both sides, and the two have to be close together so as not to be discovered by people in the corridor.

Huo Wenqian leaned his back against the wall, Song Zhen's face was pressed against his chest, his legs overlapped with Huo Wenqian's, the posture was as ambiguous as possible.

Song Zhen was in a hurry at the time, so she did it subconsciously. Now that she realized it, she wished she could die on the spot.

But those people haven't left yet. If he and Huo Wenqian are found out like this, the news will be all over the sky tomorrow. He doesn't want his name to be associated with Huo Wenqian again.

So he had no choice but to grit his teeth and put his hands on the wall beside Huo Wenqian, trying to open the distance between them.

Huo Wenqian looked down at Song Zhen's soft hair and the fair neck exposed from the hair.

For some reason, I thought of the first time I saw Song Zhen.

Huo Wenqian has been in the entertainment industry for almost ten years. From his youth, he desperately wanted to be popular, but later he realized the reality and honestly played the leading role and villain in various dramas.

He is good-looking and his acting skills are not bad, but he is nothing in the entertainment industry where there are many talents.

Tan Jun, the agent, kept telling him that what he missed was just a chance.

But is the opportunity so easy to take?

Accompanying wine, flattering, and going to various parties.

The young and vigorous Huo Wenqian refused, and later, such an opportunity was not even his turn.

He is almost thirty, he likes acting, longs for a good script, a good role, and he also wants to be popular.

Song Zhen is his last chance.

He knew that Song Zhen was obsessed with morning running during that time, so he waited on the sidewalk every morning, not knowing how to strike up a conversation, so he ran behind Song Zhen silently.

Song Zhen faced the morning light, and the light passed through his soft hair, and what fell in his eyes was only the dazzling white on his neck.

The sun hid in the clouds, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Huo Wenqian realized what he was thinking and wanted to move in embarrassment, but he was afraid that Song Zhen would misunderstand, so he could only hold his breath and wait for the group of people to go away.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Zhen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and left in front of him.

"I was embarrassed just now." Song Zhen nodded slightly and left without hesitation.

"Zhenzhen, I'm sorry."

Song Zhen stopped and turned to look at Huo Wenqian.

Huo Wenqian lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly by his sides.

However, in Song Zhen's eyes, he just found it funny, and he asked, "Huo Wenqian, do you regret it?"

Huo Wenqian raised his head suddenly, and he saw Song Zhen's eyes, which were clear and penetrating, reflecting his unbearable self.

His Adam's apple twitched, but he didn't speak.

Song Zhen smiled: "I will speak for you."

"Huo Wenqian, you feel sorry for me, you feel despicable, but you have never regretted it. If you do it all over again, you will still make the same choice."

"You have stuck to the bottom line for ten years, but your most precious thing has finally lost to fame and fortune."

"Huo Wenqian, don't you think you are very similar to Yan Xingzhou?"

Yan Xingzhou is the protagonist of "Gunshot", and it is also the opportunity that Huo Wenqian gave up everything to get.

Huo Wenqian seemed to guess what he was going to say, and his fingertips jumped nervously.

There was pity in Song Zhen's eyes.

"No one is more suitable for Yan Xingzhou than you. This role will be yours sooner or later. If you climb into my bed one day later, you can get this role for nothing."