I have seen this male god of rebirth

No one will pay attention to why a young actor hurts his hand, and even news such as suicide is not as attractive as Jing Cun's eyeliner holding him over.

"Jing Cun...why did you get hooked by that vase?"

"He has a face after all. In private, we don't know, who knows if someone's waist is twisted well?"

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Their words were full of strong irony.As an ordinary person in his previous life, he really couldn't stand the deep waters of the entertainment industry.Zang Hege really wanted to close his ears, so that he wouldn't have to listen to anything.

Thinking about it, Zang Hege didn't necessarily commit suicide because of Jing Cun's fascination.It can be seen from the medicine for treating depression at his bedside that there is another murderer, these people who eat melons without being responsible for their words.

He has been by Cheng Zuo's side for five or six years, no matter how gentle he is, he will always be infected with a man's fierce aura.Zang Hege skillfully bandaged his right wrist.His eyes were full of foreboding and he slowly looked up at the speaker.

They were instantly silenced.The soft persimmon that was kneaded and kneaded in the past seems to have changed.After the chatter was quiet, the corners of Zang Hege's mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Jing Cun without a smile in his eyes, "Jing Yingdi, I don't know what you want to do?"

As long as he appeared, his eyes would always stick to him, full of shy smiles.It has never been like this now, with eyes full of indifference and asking myself, what's the matter.

Jing Cun wanted to hold his hand like before, acting coquettishly, showing off cuteness, maybe Zang Hege would forgive him for those few nights of flirting.After all, he really likes the feeling of being completely dependent on this person.

But considering the many people around him, he didn't want to make any big troubles.Looking at the camera on the other end, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Do you really need my help for the Waka scene?"

The corner of the small mouth of the man who wrapped his hands slightly turned up, and his red lips parted slightly, "I need your help, but I can't afford the price." Zang Hege was probably really blind before, how could he be so fancy? people.

Zang Hege's every move restrained Jing Cun's brain nerves, it was really too charming.What attracted his attention back then was the enchanting feeling that filled his body.

"How can you say that?" Pretending to see the wound on his hand at this time.Jing Cun is really worthy of being the film king, his expression was full of sadness, and he said in a distressed tone, "What's the matter, is this hand bleeding?"

This silly X!Zang Hege frowned, really don't know or fake?Isn't the blood just drawn out by him?Zang Hege felt very tired communicating with such a person.

"Mr. Jing, I'm afraid it's time for your filming. If you are late, your good reputation in the industry will probably be lost." Zang Hege picked up the script and flipped through a few pages, without looking at Jing Cun, and said coolly.

Jing Cun suddenly felt a headache when he thought of the woman on the opposite crew.Rubbing his forehead, he restrained himself from losing his temper.Jing Cun smiled softly and said, "Then I'll go first, and I'll see you next time."

If he didn't know anything, from the moment he stopped himself from diving, Zang Hege felt that this man was okay.It's a pity that his kindness is probably just because he doesn't want to talk to a drowned chicken.

"You..." Seeing Jing Cun walking out, Mo Mu put the lunch in front of Zang Hege.

"Go back to the head office after eating. I'll try my best to help you find better resources. It's not a problem if there are always five men and six men."

"it is good."

He was not yet mentally prepared to meet Cheng Zuo with another identity.But often things backfire.In Zang Hege's eyes, Cheng Zuo's smile became less, or even disappeared.The whole person exudes an aura of not getting close to strangers.

A group of people stood at the door of the company and waited for Cheng Zuo and his party to get into the car.Suddenly, Cheng Zuo stopped, frowned, turned and walked to the right, stopped one meter in front of Zang Hege, and said in a cold tone, "Look up."

Zang Hege's heart was beating suddenly, and he, who was not afraid of Cheng Zuo, was hit instantly after Cheng Zuo's words, and he quietly grabbed the corner of his shirt to express his worry.Zang Hege slowly raised his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said at a leisurely pace, "Cheng, Mr. Cheng." He almost called Cheng Zuo.

A refreshing artist, with milk-like white and tender skin, beautiful facial features but not feminine.It is comfortable and attractive to smile.The boy is picturesque, but not like him.

"The hat is crooked." Cheng Zuo moved his hand slightly and still put it behind his back, "Artists pay attention to their appearance." After speaking, he turned and got into the car.Even if the followers didn't understand Cheng Zuo's meaning, they still waited aside.

Only Zang Hege's heart was beating faster, the hat was crooked, as Cheng Zuo often said to him.A person with so many problems has an additional obsessive-compulsive disorder.Coincidentally, Bo Meng likes to wear his hat askew again. In his words, "Don't you think this is the same as Xiaonian?"

But now, as Zang Hege, he can only walk in the direction away from him as if nothing happened, put on his hat and walk into the company.As a stranger, Zang Hege couldn't express his feelings for him at all.

The moment the car left, Cheng Zuo pressed the car window with his hand, and looked at the back of the car without emotion.

Bo Meng, do you think I am crazy to mistake others for you.