I rely on force show to turn over the entertainment circle [Transmigration Book]

"Well."

Qin Sizheng had a severe headache, instinctively reached out and rubbed for a while before slowly regaining consciousness, and looked around before realizing that this was actually Lu Xianqing's home!

Is he dreaming?

His last memory is on the scene of Lu Xianqing committing suicide. Now that he is lying here, could it be that Lu Xianqing committed suicide again and the novel was overturned and rewritten again?

Qin Sizheng threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes. When he opened the door, he bumped into a firm embrace. He stopped breathing when he saw the man's face clearly.

He didn't dare to move, didn't dare to breathe, for fear of shattering this illusion.

Although the face of the man in front of him was pale, he was not haggard and weak. Qin Sizheng was not sure what the current plot would be like, would it be back to the time when he didn't like him?

Or the writer modified the plot to make him hate himself?

What should he do if he chooses Jiang Zhen or someone else this time?

Qin Sizheng instinctively didn't want to give him up to others, but he didn't want him to end his life again because of his departure. He would rather Lu Xianqing live well.

Qin Sizheng subconsciously took a step back.

Lu Xianqing lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to touch his ears, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, "What? I threw myself into my arms early in the morning without wearing shoes."

Qin Sizheng looked at him with bated breath, not even daring to speak, he was afraid, really afraid that Lu Xianqing would suffer again.

"You still won't forgive fourth brother after you come back? Hey, well, whoever let brother hurt you, let's chase after you for a few more days." Lu Xianqing rubbed his head with a smile, "Just come back."

Qin Sizheng's throat was dry, and he swallowed the moist saliva before he could force his mouth to speak, "You...do you know something?"

"I know that my dislike is..." Lu Xianqing took his hand and led him to unbutton a button to reveal the tattoo on his chest.

——Qin Sizheng.

"My sweetheart."

Qin Sizheng stretched out his fingertips, and gently traced on the tattoo that hadn't subsided, and the remaining shrinkage and uneasiness disappeared completely.

Lu Xianqing always says that he is the silt in the abyss, but he is actually the bright sun in the sky, sweeping away all the darkness and anxiety, making the rain clear and the sky blue.

Lu Xianqing picked him up and went back to the room to put on his shoes, put him on the edge of the bed and squatted down, looked up into his eyes and said, "Jiangan, I did that to you before, do you still blame me?"

Qin Sizheng had resented and hated when he first learned about it, but after knowing that Lu Xianqing had died three times for him, and the mental problems caused by such deep obsession, all the resentment disappeared.

Really, he is the one who owes Lu Xianqing a lot.

"Fourth brother, thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for being determined, thank you for liking me."

Lu Xianqing put the slippers on for him. Hearing this, he smiled and said nothing. He started counting the time yesterday, but he still couldn't resist the resistance of the world and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found Qin Sizheng lying beside him. The ecstasy of regaining his loss almost overwhelmed him. Lu Xianqing didn't even dare to move and watched for a long time, for fear that he would disappear if he moved.

It took a full three hours for him to be sure that Qin Sizheng had really returned, and then he dared to gently stretch out his hand to hold him in his arms, wrapping him tightly and carefully.

His distaste returned.

"Tsk, we're not married yet, so put on your shoes first." He Xing came over and told the two of them to have dinner. Seeing this scene, he couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head away. had lunch."

Qin Sizheng retracted her feet subconsciously, "Sister He Xing."

Lu Xianqing pulled him up, turned his back to He Xing and said, "Not only put on shoes, but also change clothes. Are you still going to stay as an audience?"

He Xing slammed the door shut with a bang.

Lu Xianqing took out a piece of her own clothes from the cabinet, and reached out to untie Qin Sizheng's clothes. As soon as he hid, her brows raised, "Why? Don't let me touch it."

"I'll just change it myself."

"Row."

Qin Sizheng put his hands on the buttons, and just as he unbuttoned one, he noticed the hot eyes of the other party, stopped immediately, blushed and said, "Turn around."

"I haven't done anything, and I'm shy now that I think about it?" After Lu Xianqing finished speaking, he suddenly said "ah", and asked him a little bit distressed, "Wait a minute, your memory should be fine, right? Do you remember hiding a What about my life-sized doll playing by itself? And let me check to see if the hole is still there."

"No, don't touch me, don't pull me." Qin Sizheng avoided his hand, wishing for the first time that his memory would not recover.

Lu Xianqing wrapped the man in his arms, lowered his head and bit him lightly, "Janyan, is there any discomfort? Is the strength still there? What about the memory? Is there anything missing?"

Qin Sizheng clenched his fists and tried, although he felt a little weak in his hands and feet, but that was caused by the person in front of him, and it was different from being pulled.

"I'm here, and I'm not feeling sick. Fourth brother, have I really come back?"

Lu Xianqing lowered her head, pressed her forehead against him and chuckled, "Do you need me to confirm for you?"

Qin Sizheng always felt that the current scene was an illusion caused by his excessive anticipation, and people continued to tell him that it was true, and that you returned to Lu Xianqing's side.

Lu Xianqing opened her arms and hugged him.

Qin Sizheng felt that he had fallen into a hot furnace, and every word was fanning the flames, until his consciousness was burned out, and he could no longer parry the opponent's attack.

"Hanyan, let me kiss you, okay?"

He could take the initiative, but he still asked. Qin Sizheng couldn't tell whether he didn't dare to take the initiative or deliberately bullied him, but he couldn't refuse either.

Qin Sizheng stretched out his arms to hug Lu Xianqing, slowly closed his eyes, and felt that the other party was just wandering outside, like a traveler who had been wandering for many years, and was too timid to enter the house because of his closeness to his hometown.

Lu Xianqing is like a painter who has obtained a treasure, dipped in the ink, and carefully and cherished the brush strokes on the snow-white drawing paper, only a little bit of ink color smeared out but refused to go any further.

Qin Sizheng spread out the drawing paper and waited for him to draw ink, but Lu Xianqing refused to do so, and retracted the pen and ink every time there was a slight sign, refusing to color more for him.

Enough ink was exchanged, but Qin Sizheng felt more and more thirsty, and couldn't even care about being shy. He raised his head and chased the tip of Lu Xianqing's pen, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Lu Xianqing raised her head deliberately to hide from him, feeling that the young man's chasing chasing without any rules failed again and again, but he was unyielding and climbing up again and again, so she couldn't help laughing softly.

"Are you so greedy?" Lu Xianqing's laughing words came into his ears, Qin Sizheng reacted quickly, his cheeks were hot and he lowered his head to complain: "You did it on purpose."

"Angry?"

"No."

Lu Xianqing lowered her head and didn't try to avoid it anymore, but let her homesickness break through the door, grabbed her sweetheart whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and told her the pain of lovesickness that had been hidden for a long time.

Qin Sizheng was knocked dizzy by the deep-seated narration, his lung cavity was like a balloon filled with a lot of water, a little bit of pressure would make him burst, but this person was Lu Xianqing, so it was doomed.

"Fourth brother." Qin Sizheng tried to find a chance to survive in the cracks.

However, Lu Xianqing refused to let him get his wish. He snatched every cluster of air first, and didn't give him even the slightest idea of ​​leaving the desperate situation.

The hazy feeling of being on the verge of suffocation subsided, Qin Sizheng grasped the only straw like a drowning man, and put all his desire for survival on him.

Lu Xianqing guided vaguely, "I taught you at the Mid-Autumn Festival last time. Do you still remember the way to prevent others from seeing it? Let me check your homework and see if you still remember it."

Qin Sizheng was led by his nose like a puppet, and he did what he said, and the rescuer took full power to take over his life, and polished it repeatedly.

The storm subsides to calm, and the beautiful landscapes are replaced by splashed ink, which is replaced by a charming frame, which is carefully and carefully collected, and kept for appreciation in the future.

The cool perfume scent was evaporated into a bit of alcohol, making people want to get drunk.

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Sizheng had the realization that he was truly alive, and it was vaguely and clearly engraved in his mind, telling him that the person in front of him belonged to him.

"Fourth brother."

"Ok?"

"Did I ever tell you I love you?"

Lu Xianqing paused, then smiled and said, "No, do you want to talk?"

Qin Sizheng's chest was overflowing with emotion, he grabbed his hand and put it on his heart, he made a small movement of pursing his lips when he was nervous, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

Lu Xianqing was not disappointed either, holding his heart and chuckling, "It doesn't matter if you can't say it, I heard it."

"Ok?"

Lu Xianqing patted his heart, "Janyan is saying that he loves me here, and he has said it so many times that it is deafening."

Qin Sizheng blushed and blinked, he thought that Lu Xianqing would be disappointed, but he said very gently, he understands, he understands, he doesn't need the phrase "I love you".

"Let's go downstairs for dinner."

Qin Sizheng was held by his hand and led to the stairs. When he saw An Ning and He Xing, he couldn't help struggling, "They are all here, let me go first."

"shy?"

"……no."

"No, I won't let you go. You're not shy anyway. Besides..." Lu Xianqing leaned against the handrail of the stairs, lowered her head and bit his ear to remind with a smile: "They have never eaten your current state. The pork should have seen the pig run away, little pig."

When He Xing heard this, he put down his chopsticks, "I've never eaten pork? I'll be like a cow to you, and I have time to eat pork? When the wild boar sees me, he has to cry bitterly and say that I have worked hard, and there are pigs. play with me?"

An Ning sniggered, then raised her hand for reconsideration.

Qin Sizheng's ears were even redder, she bent down and got out of his arms, sat at the dining table, took the milk from He Xing, and thanked him politely.

Lu Xianqing followed downstairs slowly, insisting on drinking Qin Sizheng's milk, so he licked the milk stain where he had drunk it and then gave it back to him.

""Between Good and Evil" has just finished filming, and the pace of variety show recording is relatively fast, and it doesn't take up much time. You said that after you set up a studio, you have to support your family. You can't take a break for a year, right? Mr. Ming is right, the production The donkeys in the team don’t dare to be so presumptuous.”

Lu Xianqing leaned on the back of the chair, reached out and tapped on the shoulder of the boy next to him, "Isn't there a cash cow in the studio? Shake him, I will rely on him to support me from now on."

"Get a show for the cash cow? Or a variety show?"

Money Tree himself raised his head, Lu Xianqing reached out to wipe off the milk stains on his mouth, bent his eyes and approached his ear and asked him: "Honey, do you want to support me?"

Qin Sizheng's ears suddenly turned red when he was called "husband" in an angry voice, and he was speechless after being stared at by He Xing and An Ning's scrutiny, but he couldn't ignore Lu Xianqing, so he nodded and said in a very low voice, " Hmm" sounded.

Lu Xianqing withdrew her hand and licked away the milk stains on her fingertips. Qin Sizheng looked even more embarrassed, buried her head lower and was lifted up by the other party's chin, "What are you doing? Plowing the fields for breakfast, sit up straight !"

Qin Sizheng immediately sat up straight, biting the bread with embarrassment and grief.

He Xing sucked in his breath as though he had a toothache, "It's great to have a partner, and I'm still alive if I don't have one."

Lu Xianqing didn't answer her words, she seemed to be thinking about something seriously, she didn't regain consciousness until Qin Sizheng handed him a piece of bread with a lot of jam, so she took a bite of his hand.

"You eat it yourself."

"Hey, my hand hurts."

Qin Sizheng looked down and saw that there was an injury on his hand, it wasn't from "suicide", it was from recording a variety show, and he felt sorry for himself when he had a cold war with him before.

How uncomfortable Lu Xianqing must have been during that time, he even locked himself in the cage, just because of his sentence "I don't want you", he was afraid that he would lose control and find him, so he simply trapped him to prevent all possibilities.

"sorry."

Lu Xianqing understood what he meant in seconds, and shook her head slightly at him. Qin Sizheng became more and more guilty and distressed, because she didn't know when the timeline was pulled back, and she didn't dare to say it clearly.

Under the stalemate, Lu Xianqing became anxious, "Why don't you feed me, you want to starve me to death?"

Qin Sizheng hurriedly raised the bread and handed it to his mouth, and when he took a bite slowly, he saw a hint of "wave" for no reason, and turned his head away and shouted in his heart unbearably.

Why can some people be so lustful when they eat.

Help.

"Is there any variety show you like or script you want, I'll invest in one for you to play."

Qin Sizheng hurriedly said: "No, no, I shouldn't be short of work now? It's all good, don't invest, what if you don't make money."

Lu Xianqing said: "It's for you to play, and you don't need to make money."

Qin Sizheng's face was flushed when he was teased, and just as he was about to nod, the man smiled arrogantly, "Will I lose money if I participate? Go and see my fan count, one out of ten people watching is enough to crush all the current variety shows, isn't it profitable? joke."

He Xing couldn't listen any longer, "Show some face."

Lu Xianqing said: "I will give you a holiday starting today, to find your wild boar."

"Paid?"

Lu Xianqing glanced sideways at her, "Show some face."

He Xing wanted to pounce on him and tear his mouth, Qin Sizheng pursed his lips and chuckled, occasionally clenched his fingers secretly to test whether his strength was still there, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming.

When he clenched his hands again, he was suddenly held by someone, subconsciously raised his head, and saw Lu Xianqing's gentle eyes.

"Fourth brother."

"Next time when you are not sure, come and grab my hand."

Qin Sizheng paused for two seconds, clasped five fingers with him under the table, and responded silently.

it is good.