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

You Si rolled his eyes, took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "Let's get fifty cents first."

Qin Sizheng held back his laughter, and pulled him up from the chair. No one knew him abroad, so he didn't need to wear a mask and hat. He was finally able to catch his breath, and the two sat down at a Sichuan restaurant opened by a Chinese.

You Si loves spicy food, so he wants to eat spicy food, Qin Sizheng is not picky eater, he can eat whatever he likes, the shop sent two servings of ice powder, the two of them were so stuffed, they had the right to go to the boxing venue as a snack.

There were quite a few competition banners along the way. Although the battles were smaller than those in the entertainment industry, this familiar feeling still made Qin Sizheng's blood surge, as if even his cells were about to come alive.

He found a seat with a very good view. In the noisy venue, Qin Sizheng looked nervously and expectantly at the elastic guardrail in the middle. The boxer hadn't arrived yet, and the two empty chairs pulled him back to his previous life. .

At that time, he was sitting there, with towels, mineral water, and boxing gloves. He closed his eyes and recalled the injuries he had suffered here. The sense of satisfaction and accomplishment was unmatched by any sports or work.

You Si was touching up his makeup, and he took out a small fan from nowhere and shook it, "I'm so hot, please see if my makeup is gone, I'm going to get acne tomorrow."

Qin Sizheng took the time to look back at him, and said perfunctorily: "It's still very beautiful, there is heaven and earth, beauty is very beautiful, don't be wronged and give you ice water."

You Si pursed his lips and muttered: "Two people fight each other, what's so good about being bloody and bloody, I don't know why you are so excited, didn't you hate this kind of thing the most before?"

Qin Sizheng felt a little guilty: "People's hobbies will change, isn't that master you fell in love with last time is still a fan now?"

You Si reached out to pinch him: "Don't mention that trash, he is now a disgrace to our toy world!

The next time you see him, you can give me a big punch, and give him 200 yuan first. "

While talking, the audience suddenly fell silent, and the two boxers stepped onto the stage. You Si let out a "hey" and said, "Why are their gloves different from yours? Are they professional or amateur?"

Qin Sizheng explained to him: "No, professional boxing matches must wear gloves that are the same as your weight."

You Si asked again: "Then you still have to weigh yourself before going on stage?"

Qin Sizheng nodded: "The boxers will be grouped according to their level. The weight, the number of players, and the difference in level are mostly based on five kilograms. In special cases, they can also cross ten kilograms. Follow the rules."

You Si wondered why he knew so carefully. He didn't seem to have a systematic understanding before this. Could it be that people's hobbies change?

He used to be so obsessed with Lu Xianqing, but now that he wants to start a career, he has never been stupid again, and he is quite honest in the show, if he used to be, he might have jumped on it.

"here we go!"

Qin Sizheng sat upright, looking more nervous than a boxer, You Si turned his head to look at the center of the stage, the referee stood in the circle on the stage, raised his hand and looked sideways at the timer.

The boxing match officially started. On the stage, there was an oriental Qiu Zheng and a dark-skinned foreigner Ans. You Si kept breathing while watching: "Hiss, it hurts, oh shit, did you hit the brow bone?

Will this crack?

I feel like I'm going to crack..."

He kept pushing, but Qin Sizheng had no choice but to explain to him: "Actually, it is not. Although ans is very aggressive and seems to have the upper hand, Qiu Zheng is not weak, and he is very resistant to fighting. He is very resistant to fighting on this stage." important."

You Si didn't believe it: "You layman explain it to me?

It's not weak, the nose is bruised and the face is swollen from the beating, look at the blood on the face, fuck it, I'm a little dizzy. "

Qin Sizheng looked at Qiu Zheng on the stage, as if he was not afraid of pain. He was always on the defensive. Although he was injured, it was not serious. He was always looking for a chance to kill with one blow.

"There is murderous intent in his eyes, I believe he will win."

Qin Sizheng said that his eyes were almost glued to the stage, and he merged with them, as if he was Qiu Zheng, the one who was wearing the gloves and fighting to the death with the opponent.

You Si didn't believe it, and the audience next to him didn't believe it either, they turned their heads and laughed at him when they heard the voice: "Children are young, how can there be so many Jedi counterattacks, I think this Qiu Zheng will lose!

Physical strength is not as good as ans, foreigners are still stronger than orientals. "

Qin Sizheng smiled and did not refute. Qiu Zheng's eyes were very determined. He would not be busy attacking and counterattacking. A nice counterattack.

Boxing is not only about physical strength and skill, but more about mentality. Once the mentality collapses, no matter how good your physical strength is, you will not be able to win.

You Sisong was slowly affected by the shouts at the scene, and he clenched his fists and shouted, "Fuck him! Oh, why did you back off again, oh...oh! Good, beautiful!"

He didn't really understand it, but when Qin Sizheng said that this person won, he believed it unconsciously, wishing he could rush up and help him pull Ans's hair together.

"He's attacking."

Qin Sizheng's voice was excited, full of determination, and he said a little faster: "His movements are very fast, the opponent's physical strength has been consumed a lot, and he has already figured out the angle and timing of the opponent's punch."

"Every point is very precious to him, and he will never let go of any opportunity. His winning is prudence and ability."

The young man kept explaining, but he didn't know who was listening to You Si or it was just to express his inner excitement.

He wanted to go on stage so much, Qin Sizheng had to hold his hands tightly to hold back the shouts and roars, he really missed the satisfaction of blood and tears.

You Si looked sideways at Qin Sizheng, whose face was tense and sweaty on his forehead, for a moment he didn't seem to recognize him, that kind of pure sunshine, full of passion and sincerity, seemed to be completely reborn.

He frowned unconsciously, and suddenly felt that he might really let go, stop being crazy for someone, and simply be himself.

Boxing matches are not as lengthy and stalemate as basketball or other sports. Usually there will be an intermission after 2 minutes. You Si has been staring at Qin Sizheng, seeing the longing on his face.

"Have you ever played a game before?"

You Si ghostly asked.

"Of course I hit..."

Qin Sizheng almost slipped the tongue, and hurriedly tried to make up for it: "How could I possibly have boxed before, I only liked it recently, but it would be great if I could really fight a professional boxer!"

As he spoke, his fists met each other, full of desire.

You Si shook his head and said nothing.

The next game was even more tragic. The two players had already died, and they could feel the pain even across the distance.

Qin Sizheng didn't miss a single move, and watched the whole process attentively, until the referee announced that the winner of this boxing championship was Qiu Zheng, and You Si instantly raised his head.

The people next to him who questioned Qin Sizheng also turned their heads together: "Wow brother is so awesome, you guessed it right!"

Qin Sizheng smiled, and the other party repeatedly discussed the highlights of this competition with him. Qin Sizheng was also interested, and walked out while talking non-stop, when he suddenly heard a commotion.

"It seems that the fans on both sides are fighting?"

The man said, and smiled indifferently: "This kind of thing is quite common. The passion is still there. No one wants to lose to their favorite boxer. There are often quarrels and fights. It's common. Let's go."

Qin Sizheng used to walk away from the contestant aisle after winning the trophy after the competition. He didn't know that there were still fights for the contestants. He nodded and prepared to leave. Suddenly, he stopped and saw a man punching the old man next to him who was trying to persuade him to fight.

He resolutely handed the mineral water in his hand to You Si: "I'll come as soon as I go!"

"Sizheng, don't meddle in your own business."

You Si was afraid that he would get fishy all over his body, so he hastily followed him.

He stepped on the chair and ran to the side of the crowd like flying, but he couldn't get in because of the tight surroundings. He gritted his teeth and climbed up to the highest platform, took a step, landed right in the middle of the two, and forcibly separated the red-eyed two.

"Who are you? Let go, or you will be beaten together!"

The man scolded.

The young man's face was indifferent, he looked thin but he had great strength, he could hold a man with one hand without losing the wind, his slender finger bones were like iron hoops, especially when he jumped off the platform just now was amazing enough.

"Go aside and fight!"

The boy's eyes were cold and stern, which really scared the two men, so they obediently let go.

Qin Sizheng bent down to help the old man who was accidentally injured on the ground. The man looked to be in his 60s, with many white hairs on his temples. He was feeling dizzy and nauseated at the moment.

The crowd spontaneously gave way to let him go, and didn't react until he reached an empty chair in the auditorium.

This boy seems to have an inexplicable magic power, which makes people listen to him unconsciously.

The old man's head was buzzing, and there was a double image in front of his eyes. He shook his head uncomfortably, and soon two men in black came running over: "Sir, are you alright?"

"It doesn't matter, I went to try to persuade a fight just now and got punched, it's useless when I'm old, hahaha."

The old man was lifted up by the man, and he looked very kind. He smiled and asked the young man who heroically saved him just now: "By the way, kid, what's your name?"

"Qin Sizheng."

The old man pondered for a moment: "Qin Sizheng, what do you want, I will let them thank you."

Qin Sizheng hurriedly said: "No, no, it's easy, you can go to the hospital for a checkup, and it will be fine if there is no problem."

After speaking, he ran quickly.

You Si repeatedly scolded him: "You jumped off such a high platform, you're going to kill yourself!

I'm scared to death, don't jump from that kind of place next time, and don't mess with this kind of thing, what if you touch porcelain? "

Qin Sizheng gave him an apologetic smile: "Next time, definitely next time."

"Don't be perfunctory!"

You Si glared at him.

Qin Sizheng immediately became serious: "Next time!"

"...Forget it, I can't talk to you, sooner or later you will be hurt by your own impulse!"

After two hearty days of the match, Qin Sizheng felt that he had come alive, and was still watching the replay with relish on the return flight. You Si couldn't take it anymore, so he put on a blindfold and fell asleep on his side.

After watching the video, Qin Sizheng realized that there was still some time before landing, and found that there was a previously cached video of "Traveling with a Cute Baby" in the phone, and opened it.

It's Lu Xianqing's cut. Watching videos is different from getting along with each other in real life. It's like spying silently through a layer of veil where the other party doesn't know.

In the picture, Lu Xianqing dug a spoon full of mushroom jelly and handed it to his mouth, asking him to open his mouth, his eyes were deep and gentle, Qin Sizheng felt nervous for no reason, and even opened his mouth unconsciously, If it is wrong, it will be closed immediately.

In the picture, he obediently opened his mouth to hold the spoon in his mouth, ate the jam, and asked him in a low voice if he could forget about nourishing the kidney and strengthening the yang, but the other party ruthlessly refused, and his ears were still red.

Qin Sizheng didn't realize that he blushed so easily at all. Although the picture was very warm, it was easy to see his nervousness and embarrassment. Compared with him, Lu Xianqing seemed much more natural.

He seems to be born for the camera, he doesn't need to deliberately chase or flatter him, every angle is very good, especially when washing his hands, Lu Xianqing is so gentle.

His fingertips seemed to be heating up, with numbness like an electric shock, and he returned to that day in a trance. Lu Xianqing told him jokingly, if he couldn't take a bath, he would wash it for him. This kind of words that clearly crossed the line did not make him feel uncomfortable. , just feel shy.

Qin Sizheng blinked, and clicked the video to the night of the Holy Sacrifice. He didn't go to dance like everyone else, but stood far away from the edge of the camera, looking at the fire in the center, showing a longing look.

He still remembers that day, when he looked back and saw him, it was like staring at an isolated island, the video seemed to be more profound, and under the warm and lively soundtrack, he was even more lonely.

His heart suddenly throbbed, and he still has night blindness. He wondered if he could see other people's joy clearly. It should be even more sad for a person in the dark.

Qin Sizheng reached out and tapped the screen, remembering that he was stung by a bee in order to protect himself, he didn't know if he had recovered, and he was beaten by himself with injuries, and he never really apologized.

Now that I think about receiving so much care from him, without saying thank you, and letting him see the words "cherish life, stay away from Lu Xianqing", I don't know if I am angry with myself.

But now that the recording of the variety show is over, Lu Xianqing won't go there again, and they probably won't have any other contact.

Qin Sizheng took a deep breath, the dull pain stuck in his chest made him very uncomfortable, as if the thought that he might never be able to have anything to do with him made him feel very uncomfortable.

He involuntarily stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar. The flight attendant thought he was uncomfortable, so he came over and asked, "Hi, is there any discomfort?"

"No, it's fine."

Qin Sizheng let go of his hand, turned off the video and didn't watch it any more, looked sideways at the clouds pierced by the wings outside the window, wondering, what should Lu Xianqing be doing now?

He was reading the script when he was recording the variety show, and he should be joining the group soon. After all, the variety show is just to help, because of Xu Jinhan, he won't go down forever.

He wanted to apologize to Lu Xianqing, but...

He didn't have the other party's contact information, so he immediately calmed down.

Maybe it's useless to apologize, Lu Xianqing may never want to see him again.

Qin Sizheng thought wildly all the way, and when he got off the plane, he was sluggish, You Si thought he was tired.

He was sluggish at home for two days, and when he was watching the next recorded message, Xu Zhao's call suddenly came: "Are you at home?"

Qin Sizheng said strangely: "At home, I plan to practice boxing later, is there anything wrong?"

Xu Zhao didn't bother to ask him about boxing practice anymore, "I'm at your door, come to the car and tell me."

Qin Sizheng changed his clothes and went out, saw the car across the road, opened the door and sat in: "Why don't you come in?

Are you going out?

Have a job yet? "

"I won't go in and sit down. I have something to do later, and I will take your two juniors to shoot a magazine."

Only then did Qin Sizheng realize that there were two teenagers in the car, and he nodded slightly to greet them: "Hello."

"Hello, brother."

The two said in unison, and one of them even took a long time out of his pocket: "Brother, give me an autograph!

I love you so much in Mengba!super cool! "

Qin Sizheng couldn't stand the compliments, and blushed whenever she was praised, and hurriedly said no, everyone is excellent, and the system praised them again.

Xu Zhao: "Don't sign, I'm in a hurry to tell you, there is a big cake in the sky that just hits your forehead!"

Qin Sizheng: "What pie?"

Xu Zhao said: "There is a game company that wants to make a promotional video. They are interested in looking for you. I have picked it up for you. Jiangxi will accompany you there tomorrow morning."

He looked at Qin Sizheng a little confused, thinking that he didn't know what kind of company it was, and introduced it to him carefully: "This game has a long history. It has created dozens of competitions. It's hard to get a ticket if the games are full. The number of players is huge.

To be honest, according to the level of our company, we should not be able to get such a job. The other party should have seen your performance in the cute baby and called you by name. "

"Want me for roll call? Are you sure it's not someone with the same name? After all, this name is a bit rotten, and it's not as rare as Qin Erniu."

Qin Sizheng actually didn't quite believe it. He knew how bad his reputation was in the outside world. Wouldn't it be a big risk for the other party to choose him?

Do they think their game has lived too long?

"It's you. The other party even took a photo to confirm. I almost thought they were looking for the young master who had been lost for many years. Is it appropriate for Master Erniu?"

Qin Sizheng digested it for a while, and finally accepted this fact.

"Indeed, Qin Erniu is not suitable."

Although Lu Xianqing has accepted the role, at least it will take some time before he can join the group. Fortunately, he is both happy and worried.

After joining the group, he will not be idle to flirt with Qin Sizheng, but once he is filming, he will sink in again, and it will take a year to get out, which is too painful.

She was really afraid that one day Lu Xianqing would die in the play.

"I don't die that easily." Lu Xianqing said.

He Xing was so tired that he wanted to roll his eyes, and said earnestly: "You can act whatever you want, why are you so into the show, it's not that no one buys it."

Lu Xianqing smiled, "Are you teaching me to perfunctory the audience?"

He Xing suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and turned around to make up for it, "I mean, with your acting skills, you can win awards even if you act casually. Why do you have to be so hurt? The fifth and tenth floors, the audience also see not come out."

Lu Xianqing said, "I can see it."

He Xing couldn't hold him back, so he changed the subject and said, "Go and take a makeup trial photo in the morning. Although you don't need to audition, you should also go through the procedures that should be followed. In the afternoon, go to Shen Qing's for psychological counseling, okay?"

"Ah."

He Xing used to get up in the middle of the night to check the hot searches on Weibo. She followed Qin Sizheng with her trumpet, and happened to see that video, and she seemed to mention it unintentionally to test his meaning.

Lu Xianqing touched the cat's back for a while, and there was infinite yearning in his voice: "I want to take him to death, or die by his fist. What luck do you know? I have imagined countless times that the one who was beaten to death by him Feel."

He Xing's scalp was about to explode, "An Ning! Call Shen Qing! Call now."

Lu Xianqing lowered her head, looked at the cat in her arms, and tightened her fingertips slightly around her neck. When she saw the glass-like eyes of the cat, she suddenly thought of the sunflower.

If one day, he pinches his neck like this, will he look at himself so ignorantly and innocently, and lick his hand lightly?

Lu Xianqing exerted a little force, jumped off his arm and ran away with a scream of disgust, his originally indifferent expression turned cold for a moment, but he quickly restrained himself.

"Just kidding, I don't want to die recently."

Lu Xianqing got up and went upstairs: "I'll change clothes and try on makeup."

An Ning said, "Then I'll ask the driver to bring the car over."

The location of the makeup trial is in the Yangqu Studio, which is relatively large and there are many studios. Generally, you will choose this place for audition and makeup. There is also a recording studio next to it. It is very convenient with all the facilities. The only disadvantage is that it is too remote. .

After getting out of the car, An Ning suddenly pointed to the front, "Fourth brother, is that Qin Sizheng?"

The young man was wearing a red ancient costume, with jet-black hair hanging behind him, like a lost young master.

Qin Sizheng came to audition for the game endorsement in the morning, because there was a temporary problem with the machine, he heard from Jiangxi that there was a ski resort next to him, his hands were really itchy, so he secretly ran over to prepare to skate for a while.

He ran to the door quickly, bought a ticket to go in, put on his skis skillfully, and tried a little snow.

The staff saw that he was wearing an ancient costume, and there was a studio here and knew his identity, "Do you want to change it?

This seems inconvenient. "

"Need not."

Qin Sizheng smiled at him, turned sideways on the soles of his feet and slid down with force.

After finishing his makeup, his already delicate face became even more beautiful, and his red dress was very obvious in the snow, like a little fairy flying with a sword.

He skied a few times and felt much more comfortable. When he returned with his skis in his arms, he suddenly saw Lu Xianqing and seemed to beckoning to him.

Qin Sizheng thought it was his hallucination, rubbed his eyes on the spot, and found that the other party had not disappeared, so it must be the real Lu Xianqing.

He trotted over, with a little sweat hanging from the tip of his reddish nose, his eyes were wet, and even a strand of his hair was wet and sticking to his face, which looked very attractive with the small pear dimple.

"Senior Lu."

He was panting, his chest heaving.

"Ok?"

Qin Sizheng changed his words: "Fourth brother."

After thinking about it, I asked him again: "Is your injury healed? Also, thank you."

He didn't care whether the other party could understand or not, he said everything in one go, apologizing and thanking him, just because he was afraid that if he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't have the next chance to tell him.

"no need thank me?"

Seeing his anxious look, Lu Xianqing couldn't help laughing, Qin Sizheng realized that she was anxious, and asked him with pursed lips, "Why are you here?"

Lu Xianqing reached out to help him remove the sticky hair from his face, and wiped off the sweat from the tip of his nose before he said slowly: "Come here for a makeup shoot, what are you doing here? Come skiing?"

Qin Sizheng told him that the machine was broken in his audition, and then asked him: "You came to try on makeup, is it the movie with Jiang Zhen?"

"You like Jiang Zhen very much?"

Qin Sizheng hurriedly shook his head, thinking that I wouldn't dare, "He is very nice, and I heard that his acting skills are also very good, so he should be a good partner."

Lu Xianqing frowned, such a compliment, did she like him?

He said "hmm" with cold eyes, skipped the topic, and looked down at the snowboard in his hand, "Can you ski?"

Qin Sizheng nodded, seeing that he kept staring at his hands, thinking that he wanted to skate too, "Do you want to try?"

Lu Xianqing was silent for a moment, Qin Sizheng cautiously guessed: "Can't you?"

"Just try it."

Lu Xianqing took the skis, paused for a while and finally couldn't hold back anymore, turned to him and asked, "How do you use this thing?"

Qin Sizheng let out a "puchi" laugh, holding his waist and almost bursting out of laughter, he had been staring at himself just now, and said so confidently that he would try it, he thought he would, but he didn't expect it to be——try it passed away.