Top-notch acting in online games

Because of Gao Qin and Feng Yalun's incident, Imart took a low-key route.Qiao Yihang and Shen Shenyuan's activities were greatly reduced, and everything that was dispensable was pushed away.In the past, I tried to show up as much as possible, hoping to be remembered, but now I can not show up, so as not to be remembered.

Even so, there are still many fans of Feng Aaron gathered at the door of their workplace, holding high the banner, hoping that someone from them will stand up and explain.

After the recording of a certain music program, Shen Shenyuan and Qiao Yihang chatted in the background.

Shen Shenyuan took out a bag of peanuts and said while peeling: "Senior brother, why haven't I been able to meet you in the game recently?"

Qiao Yihang touched one, "Well, I'm memorizing the script."

Shen Shenyuan watched him throw the peanut into his mouth, and said in astonishment: "Aren't you trying to lose weight?"

Qiao Yihang paused slightly while chewing, and said calmly: "There are too many things to worry about, and I need to replenish energy."

"I heard that Director Gao is coming back soon."

Qiao Yihang looked up at himself in the glasses, "Do you think I'm so hungry and swollen?"

"If Director Gao didn't know about weighing scales," Shen Shenyuan replied in embarrassment, "there might be hope."

"..." Qiao Yihang withdrew his hand that was going to grab the second peanut, "I will continue to lose weight tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Shen Shenyuan blinked, clearly asking why he discriminated against today?

Qiao Yihang said: "I'm going to attend the wedding banquet today, so I must eat it back."

Shen Shenyuan's eyes lit up, "The wedding banquet."

Qiao Yihang's eyes lit up, "Do you want to go?"

"Whose one?" Although Shen Shenyuan didn't agree directly, but judging from his expression, he almost meant it.

"Zhang Shiqian."

Shen Shenyuan blinked, "Who?"

"Zhang Zhi's brother."

The light in Shen Shenyuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he smiled and said, "Brother, eat more."

Qiao Yihang said, "Aren't you going?"

"The difference between a rich family banquet and a Hongmen banquet is only one word, I can't bear it." Shen Shenyuan thanked Bumin.

Qiao Yihang felt that the three words "Hongmen Banquet" were really a condensed essence, but the more it was like this, the more he wanted to pull someone's back, and immediately threw out an olive branch rubbed with cream and said, "I'll give you the red envelope."

Shen Shenyuan shook his head firmly.

"Really not going?" Qiao Yihang still did not give up.

Shen Shenyuan sighed: "Actually, my family background was not very good since I was a child."

"..." Qiao Yihang is the least able to resist this kind of story involving several generations, as long as he tells the beginning, he can sleep until the end.

However, Shen Shenyuan started and ended quite neatly, without adding any process or turning points in the middle, "So I won't go."

"Uh, is there any inevitable connection between poor family background and not going?" Qiao Yihang asked in wonder.

Shen Shenyuan thought for a while and said, "Let's just treat it as a random relationship."

Qiao Yihang: "..."

It just so happened that Xiao Zhou and Shen Shenyuan's assistants had their cars ready and came to pick them up, so the conversation had to stop there.

Qiao Yihang got into the car, thinking about the wedding banquet at night, and didn't come back until the door of the house.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xiao Zhou muttered softly, "You don't look like you're attending a wedding banquet."

Qiao Yihang paused slightly when he got off the car, "What does that look like?"

"Meet the mother-in-law." Xiao Zhou said, "And the mother-in-law doesn't have a good reputation, so she looks very worried."

Qiao Yihang said: "You seem to be very free recently?"

Xiao Zhou tried not to make his joy appear too obvious.After all, Gao Qin and Feng Yalun had an accident, and the company was mourning, and personal petty gains like vacations should not be taken too seriously.

"I want duck blood vermicelli soup from Snack Street, glutinous rice cakes from Chang'an Street, strawberry Napoleon from Starbucks, and tissues from many supermarkets."

"Let's forget about the first three. Are the paper towels from Haoduo supermarket famous?" Xiao Zhou was dumbfounded.

"Only in this way can you run around in a circle."

Xiao Zhou looked at his calm face speechlessly, "Didn't you lose weight?"

"Let's talk tomorrow."

"Wedding banquet?"

"It's not time yet."

Xiao Zhou resigned to his fate, "That means I must go."

"It's hard to find a job these days." Qiao Yihang sighed, half-truly.

Xiao Zhou said: "Do you remember what I said the day before yesterday?"

"what?"

"I have a stomachache today."

"The prophecy may not always come true." Qiao Yihang jumped out of the car, and then opened half of the window with a smile, "For example, I predicted that you will lose your job tomorrow. Do you think it will come true?"

Whoosh.

The car flew.

Qiao Yihang brushed his forehead hair that was blown by the wind with his hand, turned around and entered the building.

Take a shower, change clothes, dry your hair, and prepare red envelope gifts.

Qiao Yihang was doing all this in a leisurely manner, adjusting his mentality by the way.

At about 04:30, Zhang Zhi's urging call finally came, "Are you ready?"

"Isn't it around six o'clock?" Qiao Yihang was matching shoes.

Zhang knew: "We must arrive early."

Qiao Yihang tapped the shoe rack lightly, and said angrily, "Don't tell me you want me to be your welcome guest?"

"You can also like it." Zhang Zhi paused, "What color are you wearing?"

"White." Qiao Yihang said, pulling the hem of the black suit on his body.

"Well, let's go."

Zhang Zhi pressed the hang up button happily, and the phone rang impatiently.Looking at the actual phone number on the screen, his expression changed from sunny to cloudy in an instant, he hesitated for two seconds before answering, "Hello."

"Should I just address my father as hello?" Zhang Fuxun's mood was obviously not much better.

"Because I didn't have much chance to practice when I was young." Zhang Zhi choked with hatred when he spoke.

Zhang Fuxun took a deep breath, and reminded himself that he hadn't mentioned the serious business, and a little intolerance would lead to a big conspiracy. "Your friend must come today?"

"You must come." Zhang Zhi replied without thinking.

Zhang Fuxun said: "The one named Qiao Yihang?"

The hairs on Zhang Zhi's body stood on end in an instant, "Are you investigating me?"

"I'm just worried that my child will be deceived by some people with unscrupulous backgrounds." Zhang Fuxun's patience was finally worn out in the tough dialogue.

Zhang Zhi snorted coldly: "It would be great if my mother knew this truth back then."

"What's your attitude?!"

"It was you who called me first!" Facing Zhang Fuxun's anger, Zhang Zhi refused to budge.

Zhang Fuxun said coldly: "If you insist on letting that little celebrity come to the wedding banquet, then you'd better let him be mentally prepared."

Zhang Zhi's face stiffened instantly, "What are you going to do?"

"You tell him exactly what I said, and he will know. After all, he is already over 19 years old!" After Zhang Fuxun finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Zhi looked at the hung up phone, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he raised his hand and threw it out viciously.

There was only a bang, and the phone fell to the ground and fell apart.

Zhang Zhi sat on the sofa, held his breath for a while, and suddenly his body shook, and hurried to the phone to pick up its body, trying to put it back into its original shape.But the mobile phone that was put back was obviously at the point of despair, and he refused to blink his bright eyes no matter what.

After assembling it back and forth a few times but couldn't put it back together, he finally gave up. He rubbed his forehead and thought for a while, then suddenly got up and rushed to the phone at home to call the company.But when he picked up the phone, he realized that he couldn't remember the phone number of the company's office at all. From the beginning to the end, the only phones he used were his own and the company's phone, and his home phone didn't even have call records.

"Damn it." He stood up, stuffed the keys, wallet and that up-and-coming mobile phone into his trouser pocket, grabbed his coat and rushed out the door.

Qiao Yihang parked the car and went straight to the second floor of the hotel from the elevator in the underground garage.

When I got out of the elevator door, I saw a concierge in a black tuxedo standing in front of the door, smiling at him respectfully: "Sir, may I help you?"

Qiao Yihang reported the name of the banquet hall, and the concierge immediately led the way.

Since the hotel lobby is hollow on the fifth floor, standing by the railings, you can see the scenery of the lobby on the first floor and the fence on the third, fourth, and fifth floors clearly.Qiao Yihang walked ten meters in front of the banquet hall, and saw a huge poster hanging from the third floor to the second floor.The men and women in the pictorial are intimate and half-embracing, looking at the camera with a smile on their faces, as if happiness will overflow from their eyes at any time.

He was a little uncertain whether the person in the pictorial was Zhang Shiqian, because he and Zhang Zhi really had nothing in common.Whether it's facial features or demeanor.From his point of view, this is simply a passerby who needs to lose weight a little bit.The bride is not bad, although she is not particularly outstanding, she has good facial features and a sweet smile.

"Sir, this way please." The concierge stopped in front of the banquet hall, and another waiter with gold trim next to the tuxedo came up and stretched out his hand to him with a smile on his face, "Hello, Mr. Qiao, please show me the invitation card." ?"

Qiao Yihang froze, and immediately looked around for Zhang Zhi's figure.

"Mr. Qiao?" The waiter's smile was still perfect, but there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Qiao Yihang coughed dryly and said, "My invitation is in the hands of a friend."

The waiter said, "Who is your friend?"

Just as Qiao Yihang was about to answer, he saw Zhang Zhi quickly brushing past him, walking towards a man in a white suit.