And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

The palm that could be called "salty pig's hand" caressed his waist unhurriedly, and stopped at the waist.

"For example here," Wang Chusheng's hand slid down calmly, "He said so, then your reaction should be..."

"director."

Sheng Zhixin's voice trembled slightly: "Is it inappropriate?"

Wang Chusheng said "ah", Shi Shiran let go of his hand, and slowly took a few steps back: "What's not appropriate? You young man, don't be too arrogant, you won't make progress like this, isn't it just a correction?" What about your actions? You can’t even say anything?”

Sheng Zhixin tightly grasped the hand hanging by his side.His chest rose and fell for a while, but he finally swallowed the breath.

The staff next to him didn't know whether they were pretending to be blind, or they couldn't see what happened just now, so they came over to smooth things over now: "It's not a big deal, it's not a big deal, don't make everyone unhappy, harmony makes money."

Be angry with your mother, be angry with your mother.

If it weren't for the fear of causing trouble and delaying the work that had finally improved, Sheng Zhixin would have kicked them all on the ground one by one.

Wang Chusheng walked away with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened, and let the two of them find the feeling of the right scene by themselves.

Zhuang Jie came over, covered his lips with the script and asked, "What happened just now?"

Sheng Zhixin lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Without monitoring and without witnesses, he couldn't take the costume to the police/security bureau to check the fingerprints on it to accuse the director of sexual/harassment/harassment in the workplace.

Zhuang Jie saw that his complexion was not good, so he didn't say much, just patted his shoulder: "It's okay, just do it a few more times."

You do not understand.

Sheng Zhixin took a deep look at him and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't afford the liquidated damages, he would really like to leave now. It's better not to shoot this kind of script and this kind of working environment.

The heroine was late in the first 10 minutes of the opening ceremony.Sheng Zhixin's role as the second male lead was limited, and after the female lead came, he didn't have much to do. Everyone's attention was focused on the rivalry between the male lead and the female lead.

I have to say that compared with Zhuang Jie, the heroine's acting skills are on par.

Although Sheng Zhixin felt that he was not much better, he still had the confidence that he was more than the best.

He was staring at the script in a daze, and a person approached gently beside him.

Wang Chusheng put a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face and smiled at him.

Sheng Zhixin instantly remembered the salty pig's hand on his waist just now, and felt a chill in an instant.

"Xiao Sheng, didn't the director mean to talk about you just now," Wang Chusheng said in a low voice, "Isn't it because you are a plastic actor that he wants to help you polish your acting skills? I am supporting you."

Sheng Zhixin lowered his eyes to look at him, although he was smiling, he was about to spit out the last night's meal in his heart.

"Thank you for the director's kindness, but I'm not an actor, so I don't want to develop in this area."

He paused, and tried to be as tactful as possible: "Besides, I have participated in some online dramas before, so I know how to play them, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

The biggest problem is Zhuang Jie, are you blind?

Wang Chusheng pursed his lips: "Young people today just can't stand criticism, so, you will join me in a party tomorrow night, bring Xiao Zhuang with you, and our crew will have an 'ice-breaking game', so you can let go. "

Sheng Zhixin pursed his lips, and when he was about to refuse, the director leaned into his ear and said softly, "Nie Yingzhe, Mr. Nie will also go to the party, you have to seize the opportunity."

***

Although the crew of this web drama is out of tune in other places, it has a very strange rule:

When filming, you must put away your mobile phone.

The director pretended to help the actors to concentrate more on filming itself, but Sheng Zhixin only found it weird.

In fact, I didn’t do anything meaningful in the afternoon. It was just a scene where the male lead and the female lead chased me and ran away from her. After filming for a while, Sheng Zhixin, who was the second male lead, was asked to go up and replace the female lead and come down to rest. Continue to shoot action scenes with the male lead.

Sheng Zhixin gained experience this time, when he saw the director approaching, he immediately distanced himself, and never gave him a chance to touch him with his salty hands.

Wang Chusheng also seemed to be very knowledgeable about current affairs and was a hero. His face darkened when he saw him hiding behind him again and again, and he didn't bother to say much.

After a long time, Sheng Zhixin had a headache from the smell of smoke in the house, and there was a faint gloom in his chest, which slowly turned into a slightly ominous premonition.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the director was finally willing to let him go.Sheng Zhixin heaved a sigh of relief, took the phone from the field manager, and just turned on the screen when he saw a string of missed calls.

It's all Lin Monai's.

As he walked out, he dialed Lin Monai back: "Brother Lin, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Where have you been this afternoon?" Lin Monai asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone and didn't reply the message? What? Want to fly solo?"

"No, we are not allowed to hold our mobile phones when we are filming."

Lin Monai mocked, "The little demon in the temple is windy, the pool is shallow, and the king is bad." Then he turned to the topic: "Why did you let Hao Jingye move to another hotel? It's not safe for a little girl to stay in a hotel alone."

It's not safe to stay here.

But Sheng Zhixin didn't say this, but changed his rhetoric: "The environment here is too bad, the walls are leaking, and there are mold spots all over them. If possible, let them find a good place to live."

Lin Monai's doubts still persisted: "Really? Did nothing happen?"

"Really," Sheng Zhixin said, "I've been busy all afternoon, I'll go have a meal and come back to tell you."

He just hung up the phone when a few messages popped up on the phone screen.

When he saw the sender clearly, Sheng Zhixin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

review.

He glanced around furtively for a few times, and then opened the few unread messages like opening a gift box.

"Are you filming?"

"Why don't you speak?"

Sheng Zhixin quickly replied: "The crew is not allowed to take the mobile phone while filming."

As soon as he sent these words, Wen Gu called.

"So busy, Teacher Xiaosheng?"

When he heard that person's voice, Sheng Zhixin's panic and worry fell to the ground inexplicably.

"I'm not busy, the crew asked us to hand over our mobile phones," Sheng Zhixin said, "Maybe it's for us to film well..."

Wen Gu seemed to sneer: "Just listen to their nonsense."

Sheng Zhixin let out a "hehe" laugh: "I'm a small guy, and everything is under command."

"Have you eaten yet? Teacher Xiao Sheng?"

"Not yet, just finished filming," Sheng Zhixin said, "Now I'm going to eat."

"Don't go, wait for me at the intersection."

The background sound on Wen Gu's side seems to be very noisy, accompanied by the sound of a car horn from time to time: "Guess where I am?"

Sheng Zhixin blinked, only to feel that his heartbeat suddenly became faster due to some unknown factor, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Where are you?"

Wen Gu was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled: "Wait for me at the intersection."

The laughter swept over his ears lightly like a feather, causing him to shudder, and his face became hot inexplicably.

He answered indiscriminately, hung up the phone, and heard someone calling him from behind: "Brother Sheng!"

Sheng Zhixin turned his head and saw Zhuang Jie walking towards him with several extra performers, next to him...

Follow the lingering director.

The smile on his face collapsed in an instant, and he only nodded hastily at a few people.

"We're going to have dinner," Zhuang Jie said, "together?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head: "No, I have an appointment."

"Oh?"

There was a hint of teasing on Zhuang's interface.He hammered Sheng Zhixin's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ai?"

You really don't know which pot to open and which pot to lift.

Sheng Zhixin held back his breath, still smiling brightly: "No, it's another friend."

Even though he wanted to distance himself from this group of people as soon as possible, but there was only one exit to leave the set, he could only hold back his anger and walk side by side with the director.

"Didn't you say you're going to the party tomorrow?" Halfway through the walk, Sheng Zhixin remembered what the director said to him, and looked at Zhuang Jie strangely, "Why did you..."

"Today, this is actually just an ordinary meal."

Zhuang Jie winked mischievously at Sheng Zhixin: "Director Wang said he covered all the expenses, right Director Wang?"

Wang Chusheng grinned happily: "Yes, yes, I pay for everything, you can eat whatever you want, don't be reluctant to eat."

After all, he looked at Sheng Zhixin meaningfully: "Are you really not together?"

"No."

Facing him, Sheng Zhixin really didn't have a good face at all, and he didn't even bother to pretend.

At [-]:[-] p.m. on a winter day, there were no people on the streets of City B, only the cold street lamps cast a halo of light, illuminating a small area under the lamps.

Please, Wen Gu must arrive early, otherwise he might be dragged to have dinner together.

Sheng Zhixin had no doubt that Director Wang would do such a thing, and Zhuang Jie was an enthusiastic and careless person, and promised to turn against him without knowing it, and help Director Wang to abduct himself into the thief's boat.

Sheng Zhixin thought wildly for a while, and as soon as he walked to the side of the main road, he saw a tall figure standing under a street lamp not far away.

The man's half-length hair hung down to the side of his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but when Sheng Zhixin saw a silhouette, he was sure that it was Wen Gu.

"My friend has arrived," he immediately said to Zhuang Jie, "you have fun, I'm leaving first."

Wen Gu was looking down at his phone when he suddenly heard footsteps, raised his head slightly, and saw Sheng Zhixin trotting towards him.

For some reason, he felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh when he saw the children who usually stand calm and calm move so eagerly.

Just as Wen Gu was about to greet him, he noticed a malicious look.

That gaze was cold and vicious, sticking to him like a poisonous snake.He frowned slightly, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his eyes to cast a sharp glance not far away.

The poisonous snake seemed to hit his eyes, seeing that he was not easy to mess with, and slowly shrank back into the hole.Only then did Wen Gu look away and look at the person running towards him.

Sheng Zhixin didn't feel that he was completely safe until he got to Wen Gu's side.

Although I don't know where this sense of security comes from, but judging from the current situation, it is the least dangerous to stay by Wen Gu's side.

Wang Chusheng looked at Sheng Zhixin's back, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, put it in his mouth, and while smoking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

"Those two you're looking at, one of them seems to be taken care of by someone."

The person opposite replied quickly: "Who covered it? Did you see the face clearly?"

"I didn't see clearly," Wang Chusheng took a puff of cigarette, "I don't know who it is, it's a bit difficult to mess with."

After a while, the person on the opposite side replied with another message.

"I just like to play this kind of owner, it's so exciting, isn't it?"

***

"Not long to wait?"

Wen Gu straightened Sheng Zhixin's collar and asked.

Sheng Zhixin shook his head, the panic just now hadn't disappeared, and he was still a little terrified at the moment.

"It's fine if you don't wait too long," Wen Gu opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, "I don't want people to wait too long for me, I'll feel guilty."

Sheng Zhixin remembered how many times he had waited for Ai Xin to finish his get out of class at the company, and couldn't help but sigh that it was really annoying to compare people to others.

"Mr. Wen, why did you come here suddenly today?"

"Come here on the way to do some errands, and know that you happen to be filming here, so I want to make an appointment for dinner."

Wen Gu drove very steadily, not in a hurry, just like him.

"Isn't it a bit abrupt?"

"No," Sheng Zhixin said, "thank you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Gu took him not far, and went to a restaurant hidden deep in an alley.

The waiter took their coats at the door with considerate and gentle movements.After entering, I realized that there were one small box after another inside.

It can be said that the personal privacy of all guests is guaranteed to a large extent.

No wonder Wen Gu brought him here.

Wen Gu pushed the menu towards him: "Order?"

Although Sheng Zhixin was a little dizzy from hunger, he still shook his head: "It's okay, I can eat anything."

Wen Gu was not polite to him either, he ordered a few random dishes, then closed the menu, and said to the waiter: "Don't put green onions and coriander, don't put pineapple in the fruit plate, don't put spicy, thank you."

Sheng Zhixin was seriously studying the patterns on the plate, but when he heard this, his eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Wen Gu with some inquiries: "Mr. Wen knows my taboo?"

He is very strange, he doesn't like to eat onion and coriander, he doesn't eat spicy food, and he is allergic to pineapple. When he was eating with Ai Xin before, he was often rejected by others and demanded too much.

"I know," Wen Gu handed him a pair of chopsticks, with a calm expression on his face, "You said it the second time you were drunk."

isn't it?

Although Sheng Zhixin had no idea about his drinking capacity, he still had basic common sense.

Although it might be true that he would talk nonsense when he was drunk, how could he even say such a thing?

But this restaurant served the food very quickly, and before he could finish the draft and ask, the food was already served.

Sheng Zhixin, who hadn't eaten all afternoon, felt "hungry" after smelling the aroma of vegetables.

Even so, he still maintained the basic etiquette, so as not to let Wen Gu see him gobbling it up.

Wen Gu used the serving chopsticks to pick up some vegetables for him and put them in a bowl, then he said unhurriedly, "Is filming going well today?"

Sheng Zhixin ate half full, and the feeling of being empty in the beginning also disappeared. Hearing the movement of his hands, he nodded, "It's okay."

Just as Wen Gu was about to continue, he heard the person on the other side hesitate to speak: "Teacher Wen."

"Ok?"

Wen Gu raised his eyes slightly and looked at Sheng Zhixin.

The light in the restaurant is a dim yellow, shining on people, as if they were plated with gold.

Wen Gu moved his eyes to Sheng Zhixin's face calmly, and found that the little lead singer seemed to be hesitating.

"what you want to say?"

Sheng Zhixin didn't tell Lin Monai what happened on the set, fearing that he would make a big fuss here and give those people the reputation of being "delicate".

Because he doesn't know whether these "weird feelings" on the set are his own imagination or real existence.

But when facing Wen Gu, his psychological defense was slightly shaken.

"It's okay, don't worry, just speak slowly."

Wen Gu looked at him with his chin propped: "Is there something important?"

Sheng Zhixin deliberated over and over again, but still heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head: "It's okay."

"Is it all right?"

Wen Gu lowered his eyes: "If you really encounter something, you can tell me. After all, we are friends. If you are not sure, I can help, right?"

Sheng Zhixin pursed his lips, and unconsciously grabbed the tablecloth with his free hand.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me."

Wen Gu smiled, and gave him another piece of fish with the thorns removed: "After all, we are not too familiar, maybe you still can't let go, don't trust me, it doesn't matter, take your time."

Sheng Zhixin looked at the piece of fish, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason.

It seems that since the divorce of his parents, no one has picked fish for himself so seriously except Wen Gu.

Although he has always been wary of this person's overtures and approach, what if he has no other purpose at all, just pure kindness?

I... can I trust him?

After Wen Gu said that, he didn't speak again, and drank the soup slowly, waiting for Sheng Zhixin to figure it out.

After almost 10 minutes of silence, Sheng Zhixin sighed and said in a low voice, "Actually, the filming was not good."

"what happened?"

"I encountered something on the set..."

Sheng Zhixin focused on some things, but concealed the fact that Wang Chusheng was groping his waist with salty hands, and focused on certain requirements and places that were not right on the set.

As soon as he finished speaking, when he looked up at Wen Gu, he found that the face of the person opposite him became serious.

Wen Gu thought about it for a moment, then asked him: "Has anyone done something strange to you? For example, taking the opportunity to guide the action to touch you, or asking you to go to his room at night?"

When Sheng Zhixin heard the first sentence, his heart skipped a beat, but he still shook his head calmly.

"do not have it?"

"No."

"I see," Wen Gu said, tore off half a piece of paper from one side, took out a water-based pen from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers on the paper, and gently pushed it to Sheng Zhixin, "This is my phone number." Number."

Sheng Zhixin took the number and looked at him blankly: "I have your WeChat."

"What if WeChat is unavailable sometimes?"

There was some emotion hidden in Wen Gu's eyes, which made people startled at a glance.

For no reason, Sheng Zhixin felt that Wen Gu's current expression could be regarded as "serious", so he carefully stuffed the note with the phone number in his inner pocket.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening after a meal.Regardless of Sheng Zhixin's polite refusal, Wen Gu insisted on sending him back to the hotel where the crew stayed.

When he saw the hotel outside, Wen Gu raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed Sheng Zhixin who was about to get off the car: "Xiao Sheng."

Sheng Zhixin looked back at him.

"You have to tell me something, you know?"

Wen Gu's eyes seemed to be filled with worry, and Sheng Zhixin was a little flustered, so he nodded to show that he knew.

He watched the black car go away in the night, and as soon as he entered the lobby of the hotel, he heard someone calling himself.

A person stood up from the rest area not far away: "Oh, Teacher Xiao Sheng, isn't this a coincidence?"

Sheng Zhixin frowned, and looked at him with some displeasure.

In the morning, the sluggish assistant director walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, pockets with both hands, "It's so late, where did Mr. Xiao Sheng come from?"

"I went out to have a meal with my friends." Sheng Zhixin took a step back slightly, "Is there anything the director can do for me?"

"Oh, we went out to eat."

The assistant nodded, flicked the cigarette ash, walked unhurriedly to Sheng Zhixin, and put his arm around his shoulder as soon as he reached out: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, which friend has such a big face that you would rather go out to eat with him?" , and not with the director?"

Sheng Zhixin didn't expect that the director would make trouble for him because of this, so he just wanted to escape, but felt that this man was very strong, his arms and iron clamps tightly bound him, making it impossible for him to escape.

In contrast, Ai Xin's forced physical contact from time to time is like a small fight.

This man didn't know how long he hadn't showered, and the smell of old sweat mixed with the smell of cigarettes crashed into his nose, making Sheng Zhixin's head swell from the smoke.

"Teacher Xiao Sheng?"

Sheng Zhixin said in a low voice, "Does the director even care who I go to dinner with?"

The assistant's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled a little more hypocritically: "Isn't this worried that Mr. Xiao Sheng will go astray? It's not like an actor who has never been on a crew before going out with others in the middle of the night, and guess what happened?"

The man's rough arm skin rubbed against his neck frequently, and it was very sticky for some reason, and the touch felt like a disgusting dead fish.

He winked and approached Sheng Zhixin, the smell of cigarettes spewed out of his mouth as he spoke, and greeted Sheng Zhixin on his face: "It turned out that he went with the big boss Chunxiao once, and the next day bed/photo It's gone viral all over the Internet...I'm relying on you not to know, it's so explosive that even the entire production crew can't start work, so the loss is really quite big."

After finishing speaking, the assistant let go of Sheng Zhixin's hand: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, pay more attention to your private life. People in our industry must not be photographed."

Sheng Zhixin didn't have time to listen to what he said later, he stumbled towards the elevator, pressed the number of his floor indiscriminately, and almost collapsed, he pressed his forehead against the cold metal door, half-closed his eyes, and his whole body was in pain. trembling.

so similar.

The smell of sweat and smoke, as well as the rough and sweaty sticky skin, all brought me back to that summer full of despair.

The man's sudden visit, the love words whispered in the ear like a poisonous snake, and the roar after the rage were all searched out from the memory, and one by one they were matched with everything they had just experienced.

Sheng Zhixin was panting weakly, and when the elevator door opened, he staggered to open his own door, and went into the bathroom before he even had time to take off his shoes. a dead man.

But he couldn't spit anything out.

After retching to the point of exhaustion, he slowly came out of the bathroom leaning on the wall, sat on the ground, and covered his face with his hands.

If he hadn't been able to keep in touch with others as usual for so many years, he might have already deceived himself and others that he didn't remember what happened that year.

But once someone with the same smell as that man appeared, not to mention close contact, even just standing next to him, would make Sheng Zhixin so disgusted that he wanted to run away, the farther the better.

He collected himself, eased his dizziness, took out the note that Wen Gu gave him from his pocket, and memorized the phone number.

***

The filming on the second day was also the same as the first day, which made people feel overwhelmed.

The director didn't seem to be able to see the various problems of the male and female protagonists at all, but Sheng Zhixin picked the thorns, from the lines to the movements and eye expressions, and he almost sent them to Beijing Film Academy or went to the theater for further training before coming back.

Sheng Zhixin wanted to drop the script and leave countless times, but he endured it countless times.

He couldn't afford the liquidated damages, and he didn't want to hear unnecessary gossip.

During the lunch break, the director walked over to him with a glass of water and sat down.

Sheng Zhixin was looking at his mobile phone with a gloomy face, and he didn't have a good look at him, so he glanced at him lightly and then moved aside.

"Xiao Sheng, don't hate the director."

Wang Chusheng cleared his throat and put his hands on his shoulders.

again.

Fortunately, Wang Chusheng seemed to care a lot about his image, and he didn't smell like cigarettes, which was much more refreshing than his assistant.

But this can only make Sheng Zhixin have no stress response, and the disgust is still disgusting.

He endured the discomfort and whispered: "Director, I don't think we need to..."

"Xiao Sheng, the investors of our show are very optimistic about you, do you know that?"

Wang Chusheng interrupted him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Nie is full of praise for you, let me train you well, and don't ruin such a good seedling. So I may be strict with your acting skills. Come on, don't take it to heart."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Zhuang Jie and the leading actress who were standing and chatting in the arena, leaned close to Sheng Zhixin's ear and whispered, "If you perform well at today's party, you might become famous."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chusheng patted him on the shoulder, left behind a few ambiguous smiles, and left quietly.

Today's drama ended early.Sheng Zhixin was very disgusted when he saw the heroine and the female supporting role talking head-to-head, not to mention that neither of them had any acting skills, and their anger depended on their voice output. It seemed that whoever yelled louder was the winner.

Maybe it was because of the so-called "party", but Sheng Zhixin didn't look forward to the end like yesterday.

"Then let's stop here today," Wang Chusheng called to stop everyone, "Everyone performed very well today, keep working hard tomorrow, and strive to finish filming the indoor scenes as soon as possible."

Sheng Zhixin's head was always tense, and he almost jumped up from his chair when he heard the word "end", wishing he could leave immediately.

Intuition told him it was best not to go to that party.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps outside the door, there was an extra hand on his shoulder.

Wang Chusheng said softly in a gentle to frightening tone: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, don't rush to leave."

***

As if it had been arranged long ago, an extended commercial vehicle had already parked at the entrance of the crew, waiting for a long time.

Zhuang Jie's heartless child was still in high spirits, and after getting into the car, he kept praising the spacious and bright interior, which was much more comfortable than his own car.

Although Wang Chusheng said that tonight was an "ice-breaking activity within the crew", Sheng Zhixin didn't see anyone other than the two of them, including the female lead who seemed to have a lot of background.

"Brother Sheng, why don't you speak?"

After Zhuang Jie finished boasting about the car, he turned his gaze to him: "The company has never provided us with such a good car, has it?"

Sheng Zhixin nodded weakly with a smile, as a perfunctory response.

This kid is not bad in nature, but he doesn't know how to act according to people's faces.Sheng Zhixin felt that the word "resist" was written all over his body, but he wanted to bring Sheng Zhixin into his discussion.

Wang Chusheng glanced at him with a half-smile, "Xiao Sheng seems to be very shy, he doesn't want to talk."

"Brother Sheng seems to be reluctant to talk in the company," Zhuang Jie said. "In fact, I rarely see Brother Sheng, but I often see Brother Ai."

Of course less.

That's entirely because Ai Xin doesn't want two people to be in the same frame frequently, so as not to be discovered by others.

But since he doesn't even want to be the same, Ai Xin doesn't seem to like him much.Sheng Zhixin didn't have much enthusiasm when he asked himself, how could Ai Xin bear to be with him all the time?

But the current situation is obviously not suitable for thinking about these.

He cast his eyes out of the window, and silently read a series of numbers in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was the phone number Wen Gu had given him.

If something really happened, who can come to save him?

Sheng Zhixin didn't dare to think too much.

The business car turned into an alley and stopped, and someone outside came to help open the door.As soon as Sheng Zhixin got out of the car, he was stopped by security guards in black clothes and white gloves.

"Hi sir, this is a private club, please hand over all communication equipment."

Private clubs?Hand in your phone?

Sheng Zhixin's mind was ringing with alarm bells.

"Ah? Why do you have to hand over your phone?" Zhuang Jie followed behind him, and when he heard this request, he was as big-hearted as he was, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Can't I not hand it over?"

"No."

The security guard flatly rejected his question, and took a step forward to touch Sheng Zhixin's pocket.

Sheng Zhixin retreated quickly: "Wait a minute."

"What else are you doing?"

"I don't know how long it will take for this party to end. Let me tell my manager first not to worry," Sheng Zhixin lied casually, and directly shared his location with Wen Gu, "in case he can't find anyone, and he has to blame me in the end .”

"Then hurry up."

As the security guard spoke, he poked his head over, just in time to see Sheng Zhixin cutting out from WeChat, and immediately reached out to him: "Are you ready?"

"All right."

Sheng Zhixin turned off the phone unwillingly and handed it over to the security guard.

"Please don't mind, distinguished guests," the security guard put the mobile phones into a transparent bag, "Because tonight's host is special, he doesn't want to let the relevant photos leak out, and he doesn't want Yuji to stand guard outside the door, so I took your mobile phones away, please forgive me."

Zhuang Jie believed it, nodded, and whispered to Sheng Zhixin: "Sure enough, brother Nie will come, and only the traffic like him is worthy of such security."

really?I do not believe.

Sheng Zhixin slandered secretly, was pushed to the front by Wang Chusheng, and was the first to follow the security into the box.

The light in the box was very dim, and there was a huge light ball on the edge of the roof, which projected dazzling red, blue and green light onto the ground in turn, and was reflected by the smooth marble, reflecting on the human eyes.

very glaring.

The background music is rock music, the sound is not small, it bursts in the ears, and it will feel deafening if you listen to it too much.

Sheng Zhixin usually dealt with music, and now listening to these pieces, he couldn't help frowning.

So torturous.

There were already several people in the room, the leader was wearing a leopard-print overcoat, his hair dyed brown was tied into a small braid on the top of his head, and he had a set of smoky makeup on his face, shining silver. Sequins adorn the corners of his eyes, making his complexion even darker.

Seeing a few people coming in, he laughed and clapped his hands: "Old Wang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Chusheng also smiled and came forward to shake hands with him: "Mr. Nie, don't come here without any problems."

Sheng Zhixin's first impression of Nie Yingzhe was bad.

For some reason, he always felt that although this man was good-looking, there was a decadent and vicious temperament in his bones, floating above the bright and beautiful skin, like a hyena waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

"Let me introduce Mr. Nie. These two are outstanding young actors from our crew." Wang Chusheng pushed Sheng Zhixin and Zhuang Jie forward, "Come, come, say hello to Mr. Nie."

Sheng Zhixin was staggered by his push and almost fell directly on Nie Yingzhe.

"Nie, hello brother Nie!"

Zhuang Jie, a heartless child, was flushed with excitement. He was about to shake hands with Nie Yingzhe when he stretched out his hand halfway and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He immediately put it back to his side and bowed politely: " Brother Nie, I am your fan! I especially love listening to your songs!"

"Oh? Is it?"

Nie Yingzhe leaned lazily on the sofa, pouted and lit a slender cigarette. After taking a puff, he closed his eyes slightly, and his expression suddenly relaxed, as if he was enjoying it.

A wisp of smoke spread to the tip of Sheng Zhixin's nose. He sniffed it lightly, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the smell of smoke.

Compared with other cigarettes, it seems to have a strange smell.

He was dizzy from being shaken by the light ball, and the sound of rock music in his ears hit his eardrums and nerves again and again like raging waves. With the heart and internal organs trembling together, each melody is extremely brutal.Coupled with the smell of smoke just now, Sheng Zhixin was inexplicably nauseated.

Nie Yingzhe opened his eyes comfortably, and instead of talking to Zhuang Jie, he turned his eyes to Sheng Zhixin.

"Are you Sheng Zhixin?" His voice hissed like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, "I like your song very much."

his song?

Sheng Zhixin not only did not feel the joy of being praised, but all the cells in his body suddenly tensed up.

He nodded slightly: "Thank you Brother Nie for liking it."

"Are you afraid of me?" He smiled, and suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, "Come on! Why the hell are you watching me!"

At this time, a group of people who had just been silent around dared to laugh and make a scene, and filled each other's wine glasses with wine.The door of the private room was pushed open, and Yishui's delicate little boys entered one after another.

The boys, all dressed in tight jumpsuits with ribbons and sequins, "giggled" into the arms of the men present.

Wang Chusheng also hugged one in his arms, and asked Nie Yingzhe, "Little Boss Nie, have fun."

"That has to be fun."

With dim eyes, Nie Yingzhe patted the seat beside him to let Sheng Zhixin sit down: "Xiao Sheng, your song is so well written, I can hear it so fast..."

It's almost hard/hard.

But he didn't finish speaking, he just looked up and down the people around him with ambiguous eyes.

Low-key, not popular, obedient, especially with a good voice.

Nie Yingzhe's eyes became hotter and hotter, making Sheng Zhixin uncomfortable.

"I can't sing well."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said truthfully: "Several teachers in the industry don't think highly of me, Brother Nie really beats me."

"industry?"

Nie Yingzhe sneered, crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, drank the glass of spirits next to him, and threw the glass viciously on the ground!