Whose Little Eyes Haven't Seen the Actor Yet

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Xie Changan's question hit the center directly. Jiang Zicheng's defense, which he thought was invulnerable, was as fragile as seaweed in front of the opponent, and it shattered into scum when touched.

Jiang Zicheng was questioned.

——Does he dare to tell "others" about his own abilities?

—he dared not.

He is no longer a child, he knows that his powers cannot save the world, even if he tells others, he doesn't have to worry about the destruction of the earth.But adults have more concerns than children.

He is afraid of being looked at with colored eyes, afraid of being contacted by others with ill intentions, afraid of being arrested and studied by Frankenstein, and afraid of being thought of as an opportunistic villain.

He has so many and so many reasons to keep him silent till now.

——Thank you Beiwang, is it "someone else"?

……

Xie, the hero in his own eyes and the villain in the eyes of others, old Mr. Chang'an, took his beautiful secretary and beautiful Xiao Qing'er, and walked away arrogantly.

Jiang Zicheng was left alone, wandering around in the studio like a wandering soul.

When Brother Hu found him, he saw Jiang Zicheng leaning in a daze beside a row of bamboos used as props, picking up bamboo leaves there.

He murmured: "Tell him, don't tell him, tell him, don't tell him, tell him, don't tell him..."

Brother Hu: "Oh, don't squeeze it! You'll turn any good bamboo into sugar cane!"

Jiang Zicheng was dazedly dragged by Hu Ge to re-do the styling. Fortunately, his single makeup photo was done in the morning, and in the afternoon it was a group photo of the interaction between several characters.When it was the turn of the three male protagonists, old, middle-aged and young, to take a group photo, Huang Yue was full of worries and acted even worse than Jiang Zicheng. It seemed that he was also worried about whose team the father and son should be.

This day's work ended later than expected.

Around March, it was warm and cold, and the outdoors were cold, but the indoor studio was illuminated by countless high-power headlights, and the wigs were heavy and stuffy, and Jiangzicheng was sweating from the heat.He felt like he had taken a sauna, his whole back was wet.

He pulled himself into his coat and headed out.

Brother Hu left his twin assistant behind and said he wanted to talk about things. "Zicheng, you go out first, the nanny's car is parked at the old place."

Jiang Zicheng didn't think much, and tremblingly agreed, wrapped himself in a scarf like a ninja, and trotted all the way to the parking lot.

These studios are located in the suburbs far away from the city center. The district government has designated a piece of land and dubbed it the "film and television entertainment incubation base". In fact, the surrounding area is a wilderness. There are no people at night. I couldn't order it, and the delivery fee was added to 30 yuan, but no one came.

The parking lot is big enough to hold thousands of cars, but it's too late now, and only a few cars are sleeping under the street lights.

Jiang Zicheng was a little afraid of the dark, so he turned on his mobile phone and looked at the road. There were parking spaces drawn on the ground, and the numbers were also marked.

The nanny van is parked at No. 69 in Zone H.

Jiang Zicheng took small steps and ran over to the landmark.

There are not many cars in the H area, but the strange thing is that Jiang Zicheng walked around the H area several times, but he couldn't find the familiar nanny car.

Just when he started the third circle, an SUV parked on the side of the road suddenly opened the rear door, and a pair of big hands stretched out from the car, unexpectedly dragging Jiang Zicheng into the car! !

Jiang Zicheng wasn't on guard at all, how could he expect to be attacked suddenly? !

He staggered and fell directly into the back seat, extremely embarrassed.

And what about the guy who pulled him?Sitting firmly in the darkness, as if waiting for him to throw himself into a trap.

Jiang Zicheng was shocked, and before he could react, a pair of familiar lips greeted him in the darkness.

The thin lips were hot, and the kiss was particularly emotional.

Neither of them has the habit of using lipstick or smoking, so this kiss does not carry any extra taste. If you taste it carefully, you can only taste three parts of longing and seven parts of true love.

Men always like to bite their lover's lower lip with their sharp canine teeth. He obviously doesn't look like someone who can make such extraordinary moves, but when he bites, he always uses extra force.

Every time Jiang Zicheng was bitten until his lip swelled up, he would feel a burning pain when he touched it.Jiang Zicheng suspected that he was the reincarnation of a super fat and thin rib, otherwise how could he explain that the wild wolf would not let go once it grabbed him?

In the darkness, this kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time, only the sound of Zeze's constant moistening water echoed in the confined space.

By the time the man let go of him, Jiang Zicheng had already blushed from panting.

How can there be such a prank? ! !Where is the surprise, it is obviously frightening! ! !

Jiang Zicheng was so frightened that he blurted out: "I—"

It's a pity that the dirty word behind it was picked up by the man Youyou before it could be uttered.

Xie Beiwang: "—Fuck?"

Jiang Zicheng: "..." He hurriedly sat down on the back seat, and said obediently, "Don't fuck, don't fuck."

The lights in the car were not turned on, but there was a dim street lamp in the distance, accompanied by the bright moonlight, shone unsteadily into the car.Jiang Zicheng's eyes were already used to the darkness, so he took advantage of the little light and glanced in the direction of a man—hey!What is that swelling between the legs, a big sausage smuggled back from Italy!

Jiang Zicheng tightened his ass, and hurriedly pretended to be looking at the scenery, looking at the dark parking lot outside the window: "Oh, Mr. Xie, what a coincidence, but I think it's getting late, do you still have jet lag when you come back from abroad?" Ah, why don't you go back today and take a good rest and my manager and assistant will be out soon..."

Xie Beiwang directly stretched out a hand, squeezed his cheek with his thumb and forefinger, squeezed him into a goldfish's mouth, then dragged his chin with his palm, and turned the little goldfish towards him.

Jiangzi City: 030

Xie Beiwang leaned over and said in a deep voice, "Why do you think Han Ning asked you to come to the parking lot alone?"

Jiang Zicheng reacted instantly: "You bribed them!!"

Xie Beiwang said, "Bring them off? No, it's because I will pay them wages."

Jiang Zicheng was in despair, and cursed in a sad tone: "Day..."

Xie Beiwang: "Okay."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "???"

Jiang Zicheng: "!!!"

Then--

—they were waking up in the dark.

……

The car bumped all the way in the dark.

Anyway, there was no one around, so they drove on the highway all the way.

At first, Jiang Zicheng lay on his side in the back row; then he felt a little cramped, so he leaned on the car door; but his waist was tired after such a long time, he still felt that it would be better to lie comfortably on the passenger seat.

When he first got on the expressway, Jiang Zicheng still insisted on talking with Xie Beiwang, but the car drove faster and faster, and Xie Beiwang kept driving on the expressway, but he refused to see Jiang Zicheng off the car no matter what.

Jiang Zicheng was tired and exhausted. At first, he thought it was fun to drive on the high speed, but he couldn't do it anymore. Just sitting there without moving made him feel motion sickness.

How moved after the reunion?What about the tenderness after a long absence?What about the emotion after breaking through the shackles?

Is it really good to be so familiar with drag racing for the second time?

Jiang Zicheng knelt on the ground between the front and rear rows, and complained softly: "Can you drive slower?"

Xie Beiwang thought about it and agreed.He slowed down and drove on the road at a very slow speed.

The skylight opened at some point, and the bright moonlight fell on Jiangzicheng's naked back.Under the love of the moonlight, his skin seemed to be condensed by the boundless moonlight.

Xie Beiwang asked him if he was cold.

Jiang Zicheng sniffed and said, "Hold it tight and you won't be cold."

Then hold on tighter.

■

When Jiang Zicheng woke up again, he was lying in a bedroom he had never seen before.

Just judging from the size of the bedroom, it can be seen that this apartment must be very large. Jiang Zicheng turned around with his waist supported, and felt that his lower body was like the wheel that flew out too fast in a car race.

Could this be the fate of his "scumbag" prodigal son after he turns around?Although he promised to be "responsible" to Xie Beiwang, this "responsibility" method is too drastic, right? ? ?

Hey, being a scumbag is too hard.

Xie Beiwang's voice came from outside the bedroom. It sounded like he was on the phone. He spoke very fast and in English.Although Jiang Zicheng's English is ok, but it's useless when it comes to professional vocabulary.He listened intently for a long time, and barely figured out that this work call from Xie Beiwang should be related to the recent "independence" of the music department.

The more Jiang Zicheng heard it, the worse his expression became. When Xie Beiwang was running around for the company, his biological father was trying to plot against him, so he couldn't wait to rush out and yell to stop!

So Jiang Zicheng lifted the quilt and jumped up—"Pa!"

Jiang Zicheng's legs gave way, and he fell directly on the thick wool carpet.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

The fate of a scumbag.Learn to be responsible.

OK, fine.

His fall was so loud that Xie Beiwang, who was on the phone in the living room, didn't have time to hang up, so he opened the door and looked over.

Jiang Zicheng lay on the ground, made an artificial expression of "I\\\'mfinethankyou", and waved his hands.

A smile flashed across Xie Beiwang's eyes.

He turned his head and talked to the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone, walked to Jiang Zicheng, leaned over and hugged him.

This time, it was no longer the unmanned "sack carrying", but one hand passed through his knees, the other held his shoulder, and hugged him into his arms.

Jiang Zicheng was carried off the ground, his body shook, he quickly grabbed the man's skirt, and told him in a startled voice: "You, you, you, you, you, you, don't throw me!"

"Ah."

"I don't want to lie down anymore, you can send it to the living room for me."

"Ah."

"At noon, I want to eat Xinghualou's crab claw porridge, crab roe noodles, and crab meat buns!"

"Ah."

Every time Jiang Zicheng said a word, he had to carefully look at the man's face.Seeing that he had made several requests, Xie Beiwang responded very calmly, and the more he thought about it, the more unreal he felt.

Is this still Xie Beiwang?The most common smile is a sneer, a snort, a sneer, in short Xie Beiwang who can't smile properly?The most common tone is to speak lightly, coldly, and deeply. In short, it is Xie Beiwang who can't speak in a normal tone?

Even during the six months when Xie Beiwang pursued him, he had never treated him so kindly.

Unexpectedly, ah, unexpectedly, as soon as the prodigal son turned back, he, this little scumbag, felt the warmth of the family!

Jiang Zicheng said aggressively, "If you let others know that you still have such a considerate side, they will be very surprised."

Xie Beiwang gently put him on the sofa, looked into his eyes, and replied calmly: "But you are not 'someone else'."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

——But you are not "someone else".

The simplest few words, like sharp arrows passing through each other, hit the strongest and weakest place in Jiang Zicheng's heart.

Jiang Zicheng is not "someone else".

Neither is Xie Beiwang.

Jiang Zicheng kept a secret until he grew up. He had so many reasons to be afraid, but he had no reason to be afraid of Xie Beiwang.

Xie Changan said, "People's hearts cannot be gambled."Xie Changan said, "I understand Xie Beiwang's character."Xie Changan said, "Do you dare to tell him this secret?"

And Jiang Zicheng's answer is: Thaksin, he understands, he dares.

This is his lover, if even love cannot be believed in this world, then Jiang Zicheng really doesn't know what else to believe in.

...Thinking of this, Jiang Zicheng plucked up his courage and grabbed Xie Beiwang who was about to get up and leave.

Xie Beiwang thought he was being coquettish, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Xie Beiwang, listen carefully to what I'm about to say—" Jiang Zicheng said quickly, "—that new company Mr. Xie wants to set up is not 'Chang'an Music' at all, but 'Chang'an Entertainment' ! He wants to be an entertainment company for film, television and music, and even poach many artists from the company. He doesn't have any father-son relationship with you, and he can stab you at any time!"

Xie Beiwang was silent for a while, as if analyzing the amount of information in this passage.He asked cautiously: "Where did you hear this from other artists?"

"No, this is what I saw with my own eyes——Xie Beiwang, I want to confess something to you." Jiang Zicheng closed his eyes slightly. Courage is something that is exhausted in one go. It was impossible to say it once, and it will be impossible to say it again in the future.

"This matter may surprise you, scare you, and puzzle you."

"But I swear, I never did anything bad with it."

"I've never told anyone about it, but like you said, you're not 'someone else.'"

"Xie Beiwang," Jiang Zicheng opened his eyes, looked at his lover in front of him, and said in a word, "I——can see the future."