I have seen this male god of rebirth

Night, the beginning of blackness.The city is full of feasting and feasting, and only the night can cover up the filth.

Light color, in a well-known bar in L City, the lighting is confusing, dancing crowd, men's roaring, beautiful women's coquettishness and abuse.Here they play rejection and passion.

The scene in the corner of the bar is completely different from the lively atmosphere in this bar.There was no one around him, but his eyes were always attracted by the video of the mobile phone.Zang Hege's three glances on the phone screen tickled his heart.

The little sapling that was originally under his wings unexpectedly grew into a towering tree so quietly.

Since the message was rejected by Zang Hege, he has been looking for opportunities to intercept it all the time.But every time he went to Zang Hege's filming location, he was either stopped or the staff let him in, but he couldn't find anyone.

In the past year, his acting career has not been very good, and his reputation has gradually declined.On the contrary, Zang Hege, who he looked down upon before, quickly became popular.

Not reconciled!

Clenching the hand holding the phone tightly, Jing Cun drank the last glass of wine on the table and got up staggeringly.He looked at the dancing crowd in front of him with blurred eyes, and slowly squeezed out.

As soon as he arrived at the light-colored door, a sack was placed on his head. No matter how Jing Cun struggled, the person beside him who controlled his hand did not relax at all.

"You dare to tie me? Do you know who I am? Hiccup..."

"A fraction of my fans can give you a discount."

Even cursing can't escape the ending of being stuck in a traffic jam.It was just too bumpy after all the drinking and the road.Jing Cun either vomited, or was fainted by himself.

I vaguely heard the person in the front seat pick up the phone, saying that he was guaranteed to be delivered or something.

Zang Hege here.The consequence of laughing at a man is to be tied up and beaten.

Well, the fallout wasn't that bad.I don't know what happened today, Cheng Zuo, who was still a little resentful, suddenly relaxed his eyebrows after answering the phone.

"come over."

Smoothing the mask on his face, Zang Hege shook his head.A smart person should act like a smart person, and he would never do such a self-inflicted trap.

"No, empty the fridge."

The corners of Zang Hege's mouth turned up, he smiled slightly, and passed away very timidly.Sitting next to Cheng Zuo, hammering his calf, he said courteously, "I don't know what orders this lord has?"

The man looked at the things on the table, then at Zang Hege, and blinked.After understanding Cheng Zuo's movements, Zang Hege snickered and opened the mask for him.

The next day.

All night, after going through the journey and the departure of the plane, it was cold to hot, and then hot to violently hot.Jing Cun fell ill on the first day he arrived in Xinjiang.

Hanging the salt water and looking at the dust flying outside, and then at the man in the suit who followed him no matter what he was doing.There are also occasional condolences, who are directors who specialize in shooting desert documentaries.Jing Cun knew that he was screwed.

The arrogant self was absolutely dissatisfied, and repeatedly tore off the hanging needle in his hand, wanting to leave this place with ghostly weather.As a result, the man in the suit picked up a contract and placed it in front of Jing Cun.

A high amount of compensation, and his handprint was on the last page.He suddenly looked up at the man in the suit and cursed, "You think I'm stupid, put my hand on it while I'm unconscious, and pretend that I really have to make this crap documentary? Heh...stupid! "

At this time, the phone rang, and Jing Cun's eyes immediately looked at the phone that had been taken away by the man in the suit.This time was different from the past, the man in the suit unexpectedly gave him the phone.

As soon as he picked up the phone, as if he was afraid that the man in the suit would regret it, Jing Cun reported his location and situation when he opened his mouth.Finally, he cautiously probed into the phone, "You will come to save me, right?"

The caller was his manager, who was also Cheng Yu's most famous person.Anyone he brings will basically become famous.And Jing Cun is the best actor he has ever brought.

So Jing Cun was sure that Ni Zhi would never just let him make this damn documentary.His value is used for making movies, which is much more than for making documentaries.

But the person on the other end of the phone said in a formulaic tone, "This time it's a documentary that the company tailor-made for you. I've let Mr. Cheng have a look, and I also announced to your fans that their idol will be here two years later, Present them with the perfect Taklamakan desert trip.”

At the end, Ni Zhi stopped for a few seconds, and whispered in the ear of Jing Cun, who was already shocked and lost his ability to think, "I wish you have fun, and bring us a historic moment in two years' time."

Jing Cun, who hung up the phone, was completely stunned, and passed the phone to the man in the suit in a daze.He picked up the bottle and walked out.He looked at the endless desert and wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Ah, I don't want to shoot the desert, I want to go back!" What responded to him was the dilapidated wall with no grass growing.

The man in the suit suddenly appeared beside him, and said to the collapsed man what Mr. Cheng asked him to say, "The scenery is beautiful."

Turning his head, Jing Cun looked at the man in the suit incomprehensibly, sad alone.