I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yu Yang showed up next door on time, and before he could knock on the door, Zong Ji pushed him away from inside: "Brother Yang."

It's summer in northern Hebei, Zongji wears short sleeves every day, and Yu Yang wears similar clothes.

"Have you brought any money?" Yu Yang asked jokingly, Zong Ji nodded: "I have money in my phone."

He really thought that Yu Yang would let him pay today.

"You don't have to pay the bill today,? I'll take the ticket to reimburse the crew for all the expenses, Director Zheng agreed." Yu Yang smiled and patted Zong Ji's arm, "Let's go,? Go to the second floor, I'll drive there .”

At [-] o'clock in the morning, Yuyang sent Zheng Yuan a message saying that he would take Zongji to the Sichuan-Tibet line for a self-drive tomorrow. The other party was very supportive. When he was creating "Returning the Buddha", he went to Tibetan areas to find inspiration.But Zheng Yuan has one request, that is, never, never let Zong Ji get too tanned.

Forgive yourself is not a monk from Africa.

Yu Yang knew it well and reassured Zheng Yuan,? He was about to take Zong Ji to buy sunscreen.

"Okay, why don't you go? How much did you spend? I'll ask the film crew to reimburse you." With a wave of his hand, Zheng Yuan proudly undertook Zong Ji's expenses for today's expenses.

Long-sleeved and coat Zongji have,? Mainly lack of sun protection.Yu Yang took Zong Ji into the mall and went straight to the men's clothing store.

There were not many people in the store in the morning, and the shopping guide was sorting out the clothes on the shelves and changing the new linen shirts for the models.

The green linen shirt felt like summer. Yu Yang touched the fabric and it was soft, unlike some linen that was too hard to prick.Yu Yang took off the sunscreen shirt from the wooden hanger and pointed to the model: "Please give me an L size for this shirt."

Yu Yang has seen Zong Ji's wardrobe. The clothes Liu Wang bought for him are still too conventional. In summer, they are solid-color T-shirts that are turned over and over again. His fashion resource for the future.

The highlight of this linen shirt is its collar. The square collar design exposes a small part of the collarbone, and the loose version is more convenient for concave shapes.

Yu Yang waited outside the fitting room for a few minutes, and Zong Ji came out still wearing a T-shirt.

"What's the matter, isn't the shirt the right size?" The L size in the store corresponds to a height of 175, and the model is wearing a 170 medium size. Yu Yang's visual inspection is a bit small, and the L size will fit better.

"No, the size is suitable." Zong Ji put the shirt on the operating table, "But I don't lack shirts, I just need to buy a sun protection shirt."

Yu Yang understood that Zong Ji didn't want to take advantage of Zheng Yuan.

He picked up the shirt that Zong Ji put down: "Buy it if it suits you, and you can pay separately later. The part of the shirt will be paid in advance from your salary."

Yu Yang painstakingly explained to Zong Ji that he is an actor now, buying a few more clothes is a necessary investment and cannot be saved.What's more, the store they entered was still so cheap, a shirt was only around [-] yuan, which couldn't even keep up with the fraction of big brands.

Yu Yang brought so many artists, Zong Ji who didn't like to buy clothes was the first one.

"I see, thank you Brother Yang." Fortunately, Zong Ji was willing to listen to what made sense, but money was only one of the reasons why he didn't want to buy a linen shirt. Zong Ji's ears turned red, "This shirt is too see-through."

Yu Yang was silent, he had to teach the boy how to dress when he was free.

"It's okay, you can wear a white T-shirt casually." In addition to green, Yu Yang also took a blue one, which matched Zong Ji's complexion very well.

The sun protection clothes in the store are not as rich in color as the linen shirts. Yu Yang bought one in black, one in dark blue and one in silver gray, and brought them together with the shirts and paid for them separately at the cashier.

There is an open QR code under the cash register receipt. Yu Yang puts the receipt in his wallet, and Zong Ji carries the shopping bag for his clothes.

The next step is to buy sunscreen at ANESSA's special counter. The ultraviolet rays in Tibetan areas are not a joke. Ordinary sunscreens can't achieve the effect Yuyang needs.

There are three bottles of cream and spray with the highest SPF, so buy more to be prepared.

"You don't need to buy a power bank, I have plenty." Yu Yang ticked off the last item on the purchase list, and the two of them each held a bag in their hands, which was the result of their two hours in the morning.Men's shopping is simple and fast, and the shopping guides also like this kind of straightforward customers, "Is there anything else you want to buy?" , "My mobile phone's memory is too small, I want to buy another one with a larger memory."

"Have you decided which one to buy?" Yu Yang has used his own mobile phone for two years. He spent more than 8000 yuan when he bought it. He feels good about using it now, and he has no intention of changing to a new one.

Zong Ji didn't know much about digital products, so he asked Yu Yang to recommend them for him.

After getting along for so long, Yu Yang knew that Zong Ji was a frugal child. When he asked about the budget, it was indeed so. It was impossible to buy the fruit cards he used for around [-], but there are many domestic products that are doing well now.

The memory needs to be large, the photos need to be clear, and the battery life needs to last.Yu Yang had to lament that Zong Ji's request was really simple.

"Go for Mi's. Their price/performance ratio is not bad. I bought it before and replaced it after using it for more than two years."

It happened that there was a Mijia specialty store on the fourth floor. Taking the escalator upstairs, Zong Ji expressed his willingness to buy to the clerk after experiencing the prototype in the store.

The mobile phone is not a necessary investment, it is what he wants to buy, Zong Ji will not let Yu Yang pay for it for him.

"You pay, you pay, I won't rob you." Yu Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is there any promotion for handsome guy recently?"

"Yes, our store now offers a [-]% discount on purchases with your student ID card. If you are a college entrance examination candidate this year, you will get an extra pair of headphones." The clerk's answer made Yu Yang very regretful. If he had known, he would not have asked for discounts !

"I'm sorry, Xiaoji, I..."

"It's okay, Brother Yang, I don't mind." Zong Ji interrupted Yu Yang with a smile on his face, "I don't have a student ID card, please pay the bill directly."

Zong Ji's smile fell into Yang Yang's eyes, full of forced smiles and pretending to be strong, Yu Yang couldn't help but feel even more distressed.

In order to make up for his mistakes, when Zong Ji got his new phone, he proposed to go to the Dai restaurant on the fifth floor.

The Dai restaurant is just across from the upstairs of Mi’s house. Yu Xizhuang was pitiful, saying that he hadn’t eaten for a long time and suddenly became very hungry.

Since it was Yu Yang who wanted to eat, Zong Ji would certainly not refuse.

Yu Yang's words were half true and half false. It was true that he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his gluttony was false. When he walked up to the fifth floor and smelled the unique hot and sour smell of Tom Yum Kung, his gluttony also became true.

After eating the delicious, hot and sour Dai dishes, the two returned to the Mingguang community with today's spoils.

Zong Ji put the bought clothes into the washing machine, and after drying, the linen shirt turned into a crumpled ball, like a rag that was used from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.He shook it in his hands, and there were still obvious wrinkles when he hung it on the drying rack.

It is better not to wash.

"Brother Yang." The balconies of the two households were adjacent, Zong Ji saw that Yu Yang's glass door was open, and called out.

"Yes." Yu Yang appeared on the balcony holding a cup, "What's wrong?"

Zong Ji found the maintenance method of linen shirts on the Internet, and took two steps towards Yu Yang: "Do you have an ironing machine at home, I just washed the shirts, and they are so wrinkled."

Yu Yang said yes, and asked Zong Ji to open the door, and he brought it to him right away, and then plugged in the power cord to teach him how to use it.

"Be careful when you use it, and be careful not to burn it." The freshly washed linen is not yet dry, and it needs to be ironed after it is dry. After delivering the ironing machine, Yu Yang went back to the house to pack his luggage.

The sun was shining outside on the balcony, and the wind swayed the clothes slightly. The linen is light and thin, and it can be dried in about an hour.

While waiting for the shirt to dry, Zong Ji dismantled the newly purchased mobile phone and replaced the calling card.

The memory of the new mobile phone is 246 G, and it is no problem to download dozens of movies.

It took more than half an hour to change the card, power on the device, and synchronize data.The volume of the new mobile phone is larger than the original one, and Zong Ji is not used to using it.

All applications respond instantly, and Zong Ji is particularly satisfied with the smooth running speed.

Zong Ji excitedly posted a Weibo: I got a new phone~

Is this considered business?Zong Ji went to Zhou Jiajia's Weibo and looked around, feeling that he was being a bit perfunctory, thinking about it and adding a few photos taken at the Dai restaurant during lunch, Yu Yang told him that he could share more of his daily life with his fans.

The ironing machine Yu Yang bought is a household type, easy to operate, with different gears on it, and you only need to choose according to the fabric of the clothes.

Zong Ji filled the water storage pot of the ironing machine with tap water, plugged in the power, and turned the switch to the numb position. Boiling water vapor burst out and sprayed onto Zong Ji's face unexpectedly. Lean back out of the way.

Very hot.

Qi Chongyan walked in the film and television base of Mingsha City with a gloomy face. The further he went, the greater the dust in the air, and the scorching heat wave made people feel like they were in a frying pan.

The temperature suddenly rose today. The real-time temperature of the weather forecast was 38 degrees.

Hot sweat dripped down his forehead, Qi Chongyan's breathing became heavier, and the high temperature made the air rippling like water waves.The exposed skin felt hot and gradually turned red.

If he went any further, Qi Chongyan would definitely get sunburned.

But he didn't seem to want to stop. He clenched his fists and tried his best to control his frenzy of wanting to destroy everything.

Jiang Si immediately called after receiving the producer's phone call from her agent, but got a reply that Qi Chongyan was not there, and her face turned paler.

The producer found Xiao Zhao and asked him if he had seen Director Qi. Xiao Zhao was at a loss. Wasn't he still there just now?

"Have you called yet?" Xiao Zhao secretly yelled badly, the producer nodded and shook his head, but he didn't get through.

It's over, it's over, Xiao Zhao shakes his hands and takes out his mobile phone: "Sister Lan, it's not good, Director Qi is gone."

! ! ! !

Sister Lan's heart crazily sounded the beeps of the timer, bomb, and the countdown to the bomb explosion. She almost shouted into the phone: "Look for it, look for it right away!"

Xiao Zhao became Qi Chongyan's assistant three years ago, but Sister Lan followed Qi Chongyan before he made his first movie.Regarding Qi Chongyan, she knew a lot of things that Xiao Zhao didn't know. She knew better than Xiao Zhao how serious the current situation was.

Qi Chongyan was about to fall ill.

Sister Lan immediately bought the nearest flight after yelling. There is no airport in Mingsha City. After she got off the plane, she had to take the high-speed train for more than two hours. The fastest time to get there was at night.

Thinking of the last time Qi Chongyan fell ill, Sister Lan couldn't help but tremble.

She didn't pack anything, took a taxi with her bag and rushed to the airport, and called Xiao Zhao every few minutes on the way, asking if she had found Qi Chongyan.

No, no, still no...

Qi Chongyan gritted his teeth, his whole body was shaking like chaff, he was covered in sweat, as if he had been soaked in water.The salty sweat dripped on the ground and was instantly evaporated by the scalding temperature.

Because the bite was too tight, there was a rust-like bloody smell in his mouth.

No, can't.Qi Chongyan suddenly knelt on the ground and slammed his hands on the yellow sand in front of him.

It was like the yellow sand burned in the fire soaked his hands, and the raised dust dazzled his eyes.

"drop!"

After an unknown amount of time, the phone in the bag made a beep and then vibrated twice.That is the sound effect that Weibo pays special attention to the user's new news.

There is only one person who pays special attention to Qi Chongyan's Weibo.

"Zong Ji." Qi Chongyan said Zong Ji's name unconsciously, and the movement of smashing the sand stopped, his eyes were still a little confused, and before his head could react, he had already taken out the mobile phone in his bag.

The blood on his hand stained the screen, he wiped it on the hem of his clothes casually, his eyes focused.

Zong Ji sent him two messages and a voice message before posting on Weibo, but he muted his WeChat, so he didn't notice.

The first one is an emoji of a villain throwing flowers, and the second one is that he bought a new mobile phone.

Qi Chongyan clicked on Zong Ji's voice, the back of his hand was red, and the palm of his hand was protected from burns because he clenched his fist, otherwise he might not even be able to recognize the fingerprint unlocking.

"I'm going to Tibet with my agent tomorrow!"

The boy's voice infused Qi Chongyan with a touch of coolness in the hot air, awakening him from his lost state.

"Why are you going to Tibet all of a sudden? Didn't you pick up a new play?"

After the voice input was sent, Zong Ji sent a question mark after a while: Your voice is so quiet, I can't hear you clearly.

Not only could he not hear clearly, the lingering sound sent by Qi Chongyan was silent at all. Zong Ji almost thought that there was something wrong with his new mobile phone. He tried the music player and everything was normal, so he dispelled his doubts.

Qi Chongyan opened his mouth, he lost too much water, his throat was completely hoarse, and he couldn't speak.

【Why are you going to Tibet all of a sudden? Didn't you pick up a new play? 】

Qi Chongyan stood up from the ground, moved to a shady place, and sent Xiao Zhao a location: bring drinking water and pick me up alone.

Xiao Zhao almost cried with joy when he received the notification from Qi Chongyan. He looked at Qi Chongyan's location and rushed to the van parked outside by the crew.

Zong Ji was ironing clothes and it was inconvenient to type, so he replied by voice.

"There are many temples in the Tibetan area, and Buddhism has a long history. The manager said to take me to experience it. We will go to Sichuan Province first, and then take the Sichuan-Tibet line to the Tibetan area. Maybe we will meet ascetic monks on the way."

"The network signal on the Sichuan-Tibet line may not be very good. I plan to download a few more movies to watch on the road. The memory of my old phone is not enough. Today I bought a new one at the mall while buying sunscreen. It is easier to use than my old phone! Then if I If I didn’t reply to your message, it’s very likely that there is no network signal.”

"By the way, did you wear sunscreen when you were filming in the northwest? Be careful not to get sunburned."

Zong Ji said a lot in one go, and the corners of Qi Chongyan's mouth rose when he heard it.

【Well, I put on sunscreen. 】

Bah, he just bullied Zong Ji's absence, said some white lies unscrupulously, and even put on sunscreen when he was almost sunburned.What's the use of wearing sunscreen, the temperature is so high, he will probably ignite spontaneously after a while.

The drowsiness from his brain made Qi Chongyan realize that he was about to faint. In order not to let the conversation end too suddenly, Qi Chongyan lied to Zongji and said that he had something to do and would probably be busy for a long time.

【Then you go ahead, I'll iron the clothes next. 】

I don't know what Qi Chongyan said after Zong Ji, but Xiao Zhao almost lost his heartbeat when he saw Qi Chongyan lying unconscious under the eaves.

He quickly rushed down from the car, picked up his mobile phone and was about to call 120, remembering Qi Chongyan's request to "come alone", he took his finger away from the dial button.

According to the first aid knowledge he had learned, Xiao Zhao judged that Qi Chongyan was in a coma caused by exposure to the sun, that is, heat stroke.

Xiao Zhao carried Qi Chongyan to the car with difficulty, and he had to be careful not to touch the wound on his hand during the process.

I don't know how he hurt his hand like this.

After treating Qi Chongyan's wound a little bit, and feeding him a half bottle of water, the temperature on his body was no longer so hot. Xiao Zhao turned on the navigation and stepped on the gas pedal to drive the car to the hospital.

"Sister Lan, Director Qi has found it." Xiao Zhao looked at Qi Chongyan, whose hands were wrapped in thick gauze, and whose face was blushing, and he was afraid for a while.

"Where did you find it? Are you okay?" Sister Lan's plane was about to take off, and the stewardess signaled her to turn her phone on flight mode.

"I found it in the outer city of the film and television base." Xiao Zhao hesitated and didn't know how to answer Sister Lan if she was okay. The stewardess urged again, and Sister Lan left a sentence, "It's good to find someone, and I'll talk about the rest when I get off the plane." ’ and hung up the phone.

When Qi Chongyan woke up, he was the only one in the ward, and Sister Lan and Xiao Zhao were talking outside.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today, do you understand? When people ask you, just say that Director Qi has suffered from heatstroke and needs to recuperate. If the crew wants to come to visit the sick, you also stop them."

Sister Lan's tone was stern, with the tiredness of running around on her face.

"Understood Sister Lan." As Qi Chongyan's assistant, Xiao Zhao is also responsible for Qi Chongyan's accident. He is ready to be reprimanded by Sister Lan, but Sister Lan has no intention of blaming him other than telling him to keep it secret.

"I'll make arrangements for the crew. You will be responsible for taking care of Director Qi in the hospital for the next two days." After speaking, Sister Lan gently opened the door, intending to see if Qi Chongyan woke up.

As soon as the door opened, the person on the bed looked at her. Sister Lan recited Amitabha several times in her heart, and stepped on her high-heeled shoes to walk to the hospital bed: "You woke up, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Qi Chongyan's voice was hoarse. Sister Lan picked up the cup next to him and poured him a cup of warm water. Qi Chongyan reached out to take the cup, but found that his entire palm and even his forearm were wrapped in white gauze.

Without waiting for Xiao Zhao's help, Qi Chongyan leaned his elbows against the bed to prop up his upper body, and lowered his head to drink the water in the glass from Sister Lan's hand.

There was a fine pain in the place where the gauze was wrapped, and something seemed to be stuck on the face, which was cool and smelled like mint.

"Don't move, you have sunburn ointment on your face." Sister Lan pressed his arm, "You have burn medicine on your hand."

Sister Lan didn't see the wound on Qi Chongyan's hand. According to Xiao Zhao's description, it was very serious and bloody.

That's better than the last fracture, Sister Lan thought.

"I'll make an order for Director Qi." Seeing that Sister Lan and Qi Chongyan had something to talk about, Xiao Zhao left.

As soon as he left, Sister Lan's expression changed: "Ancestor, didn't you say that you have been cured, why did you get sick again?"

The author has something to say: Chun'er: Who is lying?

Director Qi: Not me!

感谢在2021-06-25?16:51:25~2021-06-26?18:24:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!