The enemy is catnip and I am a cat how to break [Entertainment circle]

"I'm really good at bullying him," Si Jing said, squeezing the bag of dried fish tightly in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face at some point, "I also think it's a very miraculous thing."

"..." The fans who came to visit the class were all at a loss for a moment.Seeing that the Lord suddenly began to smile mysteriously for some reason, the eyes that looked at each other were filled with bewilderment.

This, what, situation?

They seem to be the old mother who caught her son in love, and they said it or didn't say it, they scratched their hearts.The big fan in the lead looked at Si Jing's obviously happy look at the moment, and couldn't bear to give him any blows, so he hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Jing Bao thinks it's pretty good?"

"Ah."

"Then—" the fan said, "Then we also feel good about it."

She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Just do what makes you happy, and that's fine."

The things were divided, the milk tea was drunk, and the little girl chattered again and took a photo with Si Jing and asked for his autograph.Finally summoned up the courage to ask for a parting hug, and happily prepared to leave.Si Jing stopped them and asked, "This base is quite remote, how did you get here?"

"It's okay, it's okay," the fans hurriedly waved, "Let's go a little further and take a taxi—"

"Don't go yet."

Si Jing couldn't help but immediately went to find his assistant.After a while, a life assistant who followed him ran over in a small step, carried the rest of the things for the girls, and said, "I'll see you off."

The fans murmured, "But it's still quite far..."

"Some can be delivered to the subway station," the assistant said. "This side is too remote, and there is construction going on there, and people are more chaotic."

They are all a group of young girls, all dressed up beautifully in order to meet their idols.Si Jing was a little worried, put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, "Let him send you back."

Several fans were flattered, thanked them repeatedly, and then followed.Walking in the car, I couldn't help but admire: "It's really good!"

"Oh, my Jing Bao is so caring... Mom is about to cry..."

The assistant swallowed at the front.

If Si Jing knew that he was treated like a son...

Forget it, don't think about it, be afraid.

The visit time arranged by the crew is concentrated in these two days.On the first day, it was Si Jing's fans, and on the second day, the fan groups of several supporting roles also came to report one by one, and all of them prepared gifts.

This is also the practice of fans cheering today.Most of the gift funds for support are crowdfunded. In the fan circle, it basically symbolizes the financial resources that a fan group can give to an idol. The pomp that fans should have.

Si Jing didn't worry about these things, he lay down on a chair in the corner, and ate the snacks given by fans with great relish.On the other hand, Yuan Fang, a delicate boy, had to worry about it. He ran several times a day and praised him when he came back.

"Oh, the current fans are more willing to spend than one another. Several directors and assistant directors have the latest orange cell phone."

The asking price of the latest model is not cheap, it is [-] less.The crew is quite large, and there are many assistant directors, there are seven or eight, plus the gifts of the rest, just a cheering will create the aura of buying a car.

Si Jing raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that several directors were surrounded by exquisitely packaged small bags.He didn't take it seriously, shaking his legs lazily, "Yeah."

While pressing the phone to send Kan Ze a WeChat message.

"Where?"

Catnip came back quickly, "Studio. Miss me?"

I think you are a ghost!Si Jing turned around and made indirect remarks, "Then so-and-so, and so-and-so, they have come to visit the class for the past two days."

"Ah."

Why only hmm?

Si Jing stared at that word for a long time, pursed his lips, and emphasized awkwardly, "The crew allows visits to the set only for a few days."

It was still very fast back then, "Good boy, I'm working, let's talk back."

There was no reply.

……Grass.

Si Jing threw the phone on the chair, fell hard on his back, and stared at the roof in disbelief.

...Is this the reaction?

Just huh? ? ?

Everyone has come to visit the class!

Boss Si Jing was not happy, and sat there with a tense face.Seeing the supporting actress from the same crew smiling like spring flowers accompanied by her boyfriend who came to visit the set, Si Jing only wanted to pinch catnip flowers in his heart.

Gee.

When I go back, I must cut off your broken flower.

"Si Jing!" Wang Yuan shouted at the other end, "Come here, come here, get ready—"

The job has to work.Si Jing walked over in a few steps, and almost immediately plunged into the script.After Wang Yuan finished talking about the next scene, he stuffed the pen into the breast pocket of his coat and said, "I'm going to shoot the seventh scene in the afternoon, and the king and his ministers will win the scene."

Si Jing was taken aback, "Is the actor on the left ready?"

The protagonist of "Siexia" is the young emperor.There is also an important role among them, who is both a teacher and a friend to this emperor, and has given him advice several times.The production team has been very secretive about this casting, and the actors for all the roles have been announced, but this one is always hidden, and even the makeup photos are not taken with them.

Si Jing hadn't seen this courtier who was about to "go to sleep" with him, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that the filming of the scene was going to start in the afternoon.

I didn't see anyone joining the group either...

He has studied the role of Zuo Xiang.Thin and elegant, lonely and undisturbed, he has a bit of fairy air.The young emperor invited him three times and four times, and he went up the mountain to meet him several times before he invited him back to help him triumphantly on the emperor's road.

It is also difficult to find someone with such an image and temperament.

Si Jing had no choice but to settle down and wait for this minister who came to assist him to appear.

He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Xing Liushen: "The crew will be entering again this afternoon."

There was no echo at all, and the whole thing sank into the sea.

Si Jing put his head on the back of the chair and waited for a while, but the phone screen was still black.

……

Boss Si turned his head and went away sulking alone.

Having lunch at noon, Yuan Fang felt a little strange when he saw his artist's face turn down.

"What's the matter, didn't you feel happy yesterday? - Who stole your dried fish?"

Apart from this reason, he couldn't think of anything else that could make Si Jing feel bad - his family has a big heart, and he never cared how many trolls scolded him on the Internet, and occasionally saw those vicious people The attack is nothing more than cursing a few words about the rats in the house, or wishing it to rebound, and it doesn't take it to heart at all.There seems to be no other reason for making Si Jing unhappy, other than someone snatching food.

Si Jingfan was not tasty either. He picked and picked in the box lunch, crushing a good piece of braised pork until it looked like a meat paste.Yuan Fang watched anxiously, "Meat, meat! Don't waste it, you still have appetite looking at yourself?"

Boss Si put his chopsticks on the table and took out his cell phone.

The phone screen is black.Si Jing said, "Is my phone broken?"

"broken?"

Yuan Fang was a little surprised, took it over and fiddled with it twice, and the lock screen screen lit up, "It's not broken——what the hell is your lock screen, is this your cat?"

He raised his voice, "What software did you use to make your legs so long? You didn't notice that the wall behind you was crooked?"

What the hell technology, is photo cheating popular in the cat world now?A short-legged kid pretending to be a long-legged Oppa?

He still wanted to take a second look, but Si Jing pulled the phone out of his hand, snatched it back and squeezed it back tightly.

"It looks like this."

Yuan Fang stared in disbelief.

"Looks like this? Do you have the face to tell me that it looks like this? It's obviously a round face, why did you make your face square?"

Si Jing didn't blink his eyes, he was unreasonable, "Square face is resolute, complement him."

"..."

Ha ha.

As for your cat's round face drawn by a compasses, is it firm?

Si Jing didn't notice his slander, he was still fiddling with his phone, "Try sending me a message."

Yuan Fang said dryly: "What?... You get it, send it, send it, and convince your ancestors..."

Even though they were so close, they sent a message. The manager, who was only 0.2 meters away, greeted his artist kindly in the message, "If you don't eat well, you don't even think about the snacks and extra meals at night, dear."

Si Jing's phone dinged.His shoulders trembled, and he picked it up quickly.

"...I can receive it."

"Isn't this nonsense," Yuan Fang said, "I sent it to you, how could you not receive it? Can you eat now?"

Si Jing stared at the screen for a long time, picked up the lunch box, and gritted his teeth.

"eat!"

He nibbles hard on a piece of broccoli, mistaking it for a catnip leaf.

Yesterday he said he missed me and wanted to send countless text messages a day.Today, it turned into not replying after posting, and it was unbearable to watch, so I just kept pretending to be dead.

Sure enough, catnip grass is a big trotter.

What the hell is a big pig's hoof!

……

The lunch break is not long.Si Jing fell asleep for a short time in the lounge, and the first thing he did when he woke up was touch his phone.

The screen is still black, nothing new.

He threw his phone on the couch and went to work rather unhappy.

The drowsiness seems to have not fully awakened, the more sleep the more dull the mind.Last night, it was a bit late for the shoot. The makeup artist took a small spray bottle and sprayed his face several times. The cool feeling finally woke up Si Jing, "... Are you done?"

"It's over." The stylist arranged his makeup and hair for him, smiling, "We must work hard for today's shooting."

Si Jing supported the slightly heavy crown on his head, and walked out of the dressing room.There was a lot of talking outside the dressing room, and many people surrounded it, as if the newly recruited actors had already arrived.

Wang Yuan saw Si Jing coming out, and said with a smile: "Come here, Your Majesty, come and meet your left minister."

"Left Prime Minister—"

A figure suddenly broke into his eyes.The man has already changed his clothes, plain gauze clothes, green jade hairpin, holding a scroll in his hand, with well-articulated and long fingers exposed from the wide sleeves, he really looks like he wants to become a fairy and become a fairy.He raised his eyes, his eyes fluttered in the air, and he also bumped into Si Jing's, and then he covered the scroll, "Your Majesty."

"..."

Si Jing looked at him, his thoughts were like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't pull it back, "You..."

"Ok?"

Kan Ze still watched with a smile.

Si Jing was dizzy, as if he had stepped into a cloud, and approached him with one deep foot and one shallow foot.Several staff members knew that the two had a good relationship, and joked, "Why is that expression?"

"I haven't talked about flat body yet, how can the monarch and his ministers get along well?"

Director Wang drove away all the spectators, "There is not much time, so don't interrupt! Let them match each other..."

Turned away again.

"There's no one in the room over there, you two go to the opposite scene first? Find out how you feel, Si Jing feels good these two days, tell Kan Ze first, ah, let's go—"

The two actors were driven into the house by Wang Yuan like chicken sons.As soon as the door was closed, it was completely quiet. Kan Ze put down the scroll, stretched out his arms first, and said softly, "Little Hua?"

Xiaohua is a ghost.Si Jing said with a cold face, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Born with a handsome appearance, it is not scary to have a cold face.At least Kan Ze wasn't afraid at all, instead he took a long legged step and got a few steps closer.He pulled Si Jing a little closer, and he no longer covered up when there was no one there, and said softly, "I miss you so much."

Si Jing was still standing there, "Where did you think?"

Dare to say it's your flower idea, I, I will pinch it!

"—I want to."

Kan Ze said: "I want every leaf and every root."

After saying this, Maozizi's cold expression finally softened a little, and he let him hold him.Leaf rubbed it back and forth, but it still sneaked out from the sleeve, peeking curiously at the faces of the two of them.

Tut, tut, tut...

The small sound of water echoed in the room, and the leaves of the catnip grass curled up.

For a scene, the lips of both of them are red, and their faces are full of spring, as if they are shrouded in this spring, and they are about to bloom.Wang Yuan raised his voice and asked the teacher, "How did you do this makeup? It's been said that Zuo Xiang is a noble person, so why did you put on lip makeup for him? - It's so red, it looks like you just kissed it, what are you doing?" Why don’t you paint him two plateau reds and a red mole on his forehead? Is this a movie or a Yangko twist?”

The makeup artist felt wronged, "I didn't..."

Where did he put his lip makeup on?

Wang Yuan didn't listen at all.

"Hurry up, hurry up, wipe off everything that needs to be wiped off, hurry up, get ready to shoot!"

Sitting on the makeup chair, Kan Ze explained casually, "I got something on my mouth just now, maybe I wiped it a little too hard. Sorry."

"it's okay no problem!"

The makeup artist believed it was true, and applied a layer of light-colored concealer on him, covering up the lip color in all directions, leaving only a layer of slightly sickly light powder, so thin that even the breath he exhaled was like fairy air.

When he came out again this time, Wang Yuan was finally satisfied.

"That's right, our crew is not Errenzhuan theater."

He clapped his hands, motioning for the lights to gather over.

The exterior scene has not yet been set up, and the first scene to shoot is the indoor scene.The emperor and his confidantes discussed important matters at night, and wanted to get rid of the serious troubles in their hearts. When they talked to a comfortable place, they left people in the palace, took off their shoes and fell asleep on their feet.

From Si Jing's point of view, there is only one word for this plot: bullshit.

But it happens that the historical facts recorded in the history books are still very famous.Although there is always some inexplicable taste in the taste, it is really a portrayal of this pair of monarchs and ministers who are at home.

The candles on the table were flickering, and the candlelight was gathered in the lamp, half-bright and half-dark.

Si Jing's gaze lowered unconsciously, fixed on Kan Ze's hand.The hands are gathered under the wide cuffs, the joints are not protruding, the fingers are slender, but they are not limp - they are slightly closed, holding the pages of the book tightly, and the blue veins seem to be able to penetrate the thin layer on the back of the hand Flesh, exposed.

He stared, his throat moved, and he made an unconscious swallowing motion.

It has been many days since I joined the group.Watching through the video every day, it’s not called painting cakes to satisfy your hunger, but painting catnip to satisfy your hunger.

What's more, it can't satisfy my hunger, it's all just scratching the surface.Having tasted it just now, Si Jing knew what it was like when this gentle but unquestionable hand held his chin, and it was also sweet to lick.

The man's voice was unhurried.

"In Yichen's opinion, this strategy may not be appropriate," the man said, "The general has the power of the Ministry of War. If he is not fully sure, he must not act rashly. After all, the matter of marriage is only in the back house, and I am afraid it is not a pawn. Your Majesty , what do you think?"

Si Jing was dizzy, and as soon as the candle burned, the breath penetrated into his chaotic brain like a Gu insect.

Tongues are tied.

Kan Ze asked, "Your Majesty?"

"you--"

Si Jing blurted out and murmured, "I think your hands are pretty."

"..."

Wang Yuan stood up straight, "I think your brain circuit is quite amazing."

Acting well, where did this line come out of nowhere?

Did the string of words go to the youth idol drama next door?

Si Jing felt a little embarrassed when he woke up like a dream.After not seeing him for a while, he was a little bit affected by the aroma. He was used to it, so he no longer felt the stimulation as before, but at this moment, it seemed that the little hook that hooked the cat that was about to move was inserted all the way back.

Kan Zexiang's looks like a piece of braised fish, but he can only look at it, not eat it.

Si Jing swallowed several times, looking eagerly.

He finally finished his lines, but was called off by Director Wang again.

Director Wang was amazed, "Your gaze made me hungry."

How did you manage to look at your courtiers as if you were looking at food?

Yuan Fang was busy distributing fruit to the staff, and stuffed the biggest apple into Wang Yuan's hand with extra graciousness.Wang Yuan bit his tongue, stopped taking pictures altogether, and motioned to the two of them, "Let's find out again, why is the atmosphere between you two so strange? It's like we're going to go into the sea..."

It makes people feel hungry and blushing, as if they were filming a pornographic film.

Kan Ze chuckled, and brought his cat into the room. Before he could speak, Si Jing asked loudly, "Go and spray perfume!"

He rubbed his hands, resisting the urge to inhale, "Spray more, pour half a bottle—huh?"

has been kissed.

Kan Ze rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, poked it in slightly, his fingertips became a little moist, he paused, his voice sounded like a sigh, "Xiao Hua really killed me."

Si Jing opened his eyes and leaned against his chest, his heart beating wildly, a little confused.

"Looking at me like that in front of the lamp," Kan Ze said in a low voice, "That's all I want."

He rubbed his hands repeatedly, and then placed them in his mouth.Si Jing's breathing was also chaotic, and he said, "Who wants to be like you..."

But leaned even tighter.

The kitty said, "You want to bloom again."

Arrived at him.Straightforward and fairly obvious.

"How about I wear some perfume, too?"

"It's useless to spray anything," Kan Ze smiled wryly, "Even if you cover my eyes, plug my nose, plug my mouth, and cover my ears—as long as my heart is still beating, I want to be with you." Little flower like this."

He leaned closer and kissed again.The voice was indescribably lazy, like a predator luring its prey closer to him.

"Where's the little flower?"

"Let's do this," the kitten whimsically said, "Why don't I spray some chemical fertilizers."

"..."

The pink and purple petals wilt quickly.

Si Jing licked his lips, still nagging: "I think you are quite sensitive to the smell of chemical fertilizers, maybe you can rely on this to keep us both awake. Let me tell you, this chemical fertilizer..."

Kan Ze's face turned blue, he opened the door and went out, walking very fast.

Si Jing laughed from behind.

After laughing, he couldn't help reaching out and touching his lips slightly.

Gee.

Sweet.

Thanks to the help of chemical fertilizer, the scene of discussing major issues under the lights went smoothly.After the end, Si Jing lay on the chair and checked Weibo, but suddenly saw his name on the top trending searches.He clicked in, and the number of pageviews inside had reached 400 million, and everyone was noisy.

The reason is this visit.

The few fans who came to visit the class were well-prepared, but with the pride of a family with a mobile phone, the others will inevitably be inferior in comparison.It wasn't a big deal at all, but one of the assistant directors just posted on Weibo, and the content was also yin and yang.

"Whether they are popular or not, and whether they are willing to spend money for idols, only this time will tell. Look at their handwriting, whether they are really popular or not is not the same as the popularity that was hyped up."

The accompanying picture is a bright mobile phone.

There are already passers-by who eat melons quickly decode it, and Dadi Aite is a big fan of Si Jing after watching the excitement.Countless sunspots swarmed over and immediately began to taunt.

"Didn't a certain family always think of themselves as American emperors in the circle? What's the matter, your family's rightful owner is confused, and you are collectively bankrupt?"

"The support can't compare, tsk tsk tsk, where is the face?"

"Haha, Sister Si is going to cry. You don't talk about earning him face, but also defeating him."

"I really don't have any money. I didn't seem to be able to bring goods well before, and I didn't buy many endorsement products. How dare I talk about popular traffic. Which popular traffic company has such poor support?"

Si Jing pursed his lips and was about to reply.Yuan Fang has been paying attention to Weibo trends all the time, and now he has come over, warning: "Don't reply! How many fans support, it's all because of your heart, but if you want to fight with those people, you will become angry and become angry, and turn around again." It's a black spot—how little do we suffer from this?"

He said: "It's not that you don't know that those black people only allow themselves to swear at others, and never allow others to swear at him!"

Si Jing turned a deaf ear, still clicked in, and replied one by one: "Get lost."

Yuan Fang was angry and impatient, so he could only persuade, "Don't get excited, huh? Just calm down..."

Calm down.

Boss Si doesn't know what it means to be calm.

Those little girls traveled thousands of miles to watch him in remote film and television bases, raised money to buy things, put stickers on them and package them. I don't know how much effort was spent on them, trying to get the crew to take more care of him.

Why are people saying that?

——Not yet on the noodle table, Si Jing pressed his phone hard, "No one is there for you not to be on the noodle table."

idiot.

Yuan Fang had a headache.

"Don't..."

Si Jing scolded the black people one by one, and then aggressively posted on Weibo. As soon as he clicked on the posting page, his manager saw him with sharp eyes. The tone should be more tactful, go around in circles, our Chinese culture pays attention to subtlety, if you can't come up, let people get out!"

Si Jing's chest heaved and he said, "Success."

One minute later, Yuan Fang's mobile phone received a Weibo push.

[Si Jing V: All those who are not aware of my girl's interests and are still talking here, all kneel down, close their eyes, hug into a group, and go out.I wish your family has rats every day. 】

Yuan Fang: "..."

Si Jing said, "Will you be tactful?"

Yuan Fang: "..."

Then he saw a light underneath.

Kan Ze liked Si Jing's Weibo post.

Yuan Fang:! ! !

This crappy artist, crappy boss, buried and pulled down!