Debt in the entertainment industry

Ji Zhehuan looked up at Wei Ting, who looked like a kid who did something wrong.I have been wondering for a long time, there are hundreds of people on the production team, Wei Ting is drowning, why no one came to save him?He was defeated by his instinct and jumped into the water without hesitation.So when He Anhui came and told the truth, he wasn't surprised, nor was he angry.Wei Ting did such a dangerous thing on purpose, in order to make himself agree to him.

Is it worth it?With that in mind, he asked.

"Is it worth it?"

Eh?Wei Ting raised his head, connected the two people's pitifully short conversations together in his brain, and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Ji Zhehuan turned his head to the side, his ears felt a little hot, and he gave a vague answer: "Probably not."

Wei Ting's emotions were affected by this person's every word, every little action. He has been with him for so long, and he knows that when this person dare not look into other people's eyes, it is time to give in. What's more, his red ears Already betrayed him.

"Huanhuan, it doesn't matter what I say, time will tell you the answer."

This person, this person really doesn't know how much love he has had, how much experience he has accumulated, and every word he utters can be as sweet as a love story.

"Oh." He responded softly, and he could only cover up his bewilderment with silence.

Wei Ting smiled softly. He wanted to yell happily, but there were people coming and going outside, and he had to pay attention to his image. It was really bad: "Are you tired from lying down, do you want to go down for a walk?"

Ji Zhehuan was indeed tired from lying down, and turned over from the bed. After such a short ten-minute experience, his body became weak as if he had suffered a serious illness.

He took Wei Ting's crutch beside the bed and stood up with Wei Ting. He thought of a big question: "Your feet?" How do you take a walk here?

Wei Ting stretched out his long arm and put it on Ji Zhehuan's shoulder: "Didn't I have you?"

The hotel, the man in black returned every word.

"Brother Cheng, Mr. Ji has woken up and is fine. Don't worry."

The man let out a breath, and his frowning brows finally relaxed.When he heard the news yesterday, Huanhuan had already been sent to the hospital, and he didn't even know the reason.

It's fine.

They have been sending people to investigate their return to City A that night, but there is no progress.The man deduced that if it was arranged by Dongyi, he could find out some information, so it was a private matter for the two of them to go back.

Dongzi hung up the phone and moved closer to the man: "Brother Cheng, Wang Huaqiao has confessed to you, S city can't stay any longer."

Dongzi has followed Dong Bocheng since he became the boss of the black prison.His father owed a huge amount of gambling debts, and he was blocked in the alley by more than a dozen people hired by the creditor. During the fight, he saw a luxurious car parked at the entrance of the alley.In the end, he won, but he couldn't take a step. A heroic man got out of the car, sent him to treatment, and helped him pay off all his debts.

There was a long silence.Dongzi has been with Dong Bocheng for more than three years, and he boldly guesses that this man must be thinking about the man surnamed Ji. He doesn't know what the relationship between them is, he only knows that he has been sending people to monitor that man, or rather—to protect him. .But that man never appreciates it.

Once there was a mistake, Brother Cheng went out to do errands, the other party took the opportunity to attack City A, the person monitoring Mr. Ji came to help, and after returning, he found that Mr. Ji and an assistant director surnamed Xu had spent the night in the hotel.

After Brother Cheng came back, he was furious. None of those people chopped off their hands and were expelled from the "black prison".

He pulled back his thoughts, seeing that the person did not respond for a long time, he couldn't help urging him again: "Brother Cheng."

Dong Bocheng waved his hand to signal the driver to drive.

This incident could have been handled in a low-key manner. I don't know how the police got the news.The greatest possibility is that Wang Huaqiao was sent here, and he just happened to be unlucky.

City S cannot stay, and City A cannot return for the time being, at least until the limelight passes.Then although the monitoring of Huanhuan and that man will not be interrupted, it will become very difficult to pass on information. After all, there are too many loopholes in him, and there cannot be any clues left behind.

He is not reconciled.His fists were clenched, and the viciousness in his eyes made people tremble.

"When will their filming end?"

Dongzi replied, "There are still two months."

Dong Bocheng silently calculated in his heart, two months is enough.

Tell the driver: "Go to the south."

Ji Zhehuan had a long and long dream.In the dream, he was standing in the vast airport, his parents stood opposite him and waved goodbye to him, and he waved back, then everyone disappeared suddenly, leaving him alone, he shouted loudly, his voice was hoarse.The scene changed suddenly. He was standing in the living room of his house, and saw through the kitchen window that his parents were lying on the ground without a sound... He was startled, sweating, and finally woke up suddenly, and found that it was a dream , so he fell asleep again.

He saw the river roaring and rolling away, Wei Ting was caught in the big water... He seemed to be cast on the shore, unable to move...

"Wei Ting! Wei Ting!!" He roared!He was panting heavily, like a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, and every breath was a dull pain.

"Huanhuan! What's wrong with you?" The lamp was turned on, and Wei Ting rushed over.

His head was covered with sweat, and a large area of ​​his back was wet.A dream within a dream, a repeated dream... It took a long time to catch my breath, and I saw Wei Ting touching his forehead with a worried expression.

"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

I panicked like I sent those two people to the hospital three years ago.

lose.

Give him a word of infinite fear.He couldn't afford it, and he never wanted to experience it again.

"Why is it all cold sweat?" Wei Ting hopped on one foot to fetch a towel and wiped his face with such gentleness that it almost melted him.

Wei Ting woke up when he heard Huanhuan yelling his name again, he didn't know whether to be happy or distressed.The happy thing is that he called his name, but the sad thing is... I don't know what he met in his dream, his face was pale.

Wiping someone's sweat, his wrist was held by a cold hand, and he saw his thin, seductive lips slightly parted, uttering sweet words that made his heart beat unceasingly.

"Wei Ting, let's be together."

The next morning, Ji Zhehuan changed into casual clothes, and in the afternoon he was going back to the set for filming.

Although the doctor repeatedly assured that he was just in a coma caused by mental and physical exhaustion, someone still jumped up and down all morning.

"Quack doctor! Broken hospital! I'm going to call Yao Yu!"

The doctor left with a black face and arranged for him to issue a discharge certificate.

Wei Ting was already noisy in his ears, like a puppy begging for food: "Huanhuan, what did you dream about last night? Why did you call me by my name? Tell me?"

After asking N times over and over again, Ji Zhehuan was so annoyed by him that he really wanted to find a ball of cotton to plug his ears.I couldn't read a word of the lines in the script, so I finally threw the script away and found the remote control.The TV was turned on and turned off by him, turned on and turned off by him.

Ji Zhehuan: "..."

Wei Ting: "What did you dream about me?"

He really wanted to stop that chattering mouth. Thinking of this, his body instinctively leaned forward and kissed the man on the lips with lightning speed.

So the whole world is quiet.

Wei Ting was dumbfounded and delighted.He was also ignorant, really ignorant.

It took Wei Ting a while to realize, what a fool, he should be laughing proudly!

The knock on the door brought back the thoughts of the two of them. Ji Zhehuan rubbed his reddened ears and walked to the window.Wei Ting came in, and then turned on the TV to cover up the ambiguous factors flowing around in the ward.

It was Xu Yan and Dai Hai who bought lunch and brought it over.

As usual, Wei Ting picked out the fat from the dish and handed it to him. Since the filming of the location, everyone often gathered together to eat. Xu Yan has long been familiar with Wei Ting's behavior.Dai Hai saw it once, and he didn't think it was wrong, but he hesitated for some reason, and it was Wei Ting who stuffed the lunch box into his hand.

"It's not that you don't eat fat."

"Oh." Replied lightly, bowed his head to eat.

After eating, Xu Yan began to arrange work: "Xiao Ji, your discharge procedures have been completed, and I will wait for Xia Daihai to accompany you to sign the contract and then return to the set."

Wei Ting was unhappy when he heard this: "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital too."

Seeing this man dragging his injured leg and still blushing, Xu Yan knew that the matter should be done, but at that time he deliberately sent himself and Dai Hai away, and he was in such a mess, and He Anhui scolded herself severely Don, she really couldn't be happier for him.

She still tried to persuade her patiently: "Brother Wei, don't make trouble, you have to rest for a few more days."

Wei Ting grabbed Ji Zhehuan's arm, and said lazily, "I! I want! Get out of the hospital!"

Xu Yan lamented that Brother Wei was going back as he lived.but!It's not the first time she saw Wei Ting cheating, she firmly refused: "No."

Wei Ting shifted his attack target: "Dai Hai go and go through the formalities for me."

Dai Hai moved a bit.

Xu Yan called out: "Dai Hai is not allowed to go, you will be responsible for Brother Wei's injury?"

Dai Hai retracted his feet with a sad face.

Wei Ting crossed his arms and looked at people with his nostrils: "Dai Hai, who is your boss? Who pays you?"

"Sister Yanzi, I'm sorry!" Dai Hai said with tears in his eyes, opened the door and ran away.Silently blah blah, Sister Yanzi, you have to forgive me, you can beat me and scold me afterwards, let me keep my job first!

set.

"No, where did he put his hands? Retake."

"No, it's not about dating, what is Fang Zheyan's eyes like?"

"No, why is it so tight?"

"..."

One afternoon, all kinds of dissatisfaction like the resentful wife of the actor Wei Da hovered over the entire filming site.

"Hey, Director Feng, can't Fang Zheyan walk by himself in this scene?" Wei Ting pointed to the scene where the stand-in and Ji Zhehuan were in the TV camera.

Actor Wei's wheelchair was placed behind the director, and he stared at the camera more carefully than the director. The director was already sweating from his surprise.The scene where Fang Zheyan and Minghong let go of their previous suspicions and injured Fang Zheyan leaning on Minghong has been reshot more than a dozen times, and the ancestor is still not satisfied.

Xu Yan was so anxious that he couldn't help it, and finally gritted his teeth and dragged Ji Zhehuan aside: "Xiao Ji, why don't you go talk to Brother Wei, the crew like him has no progress at all."

Ji Zhehuan was also very depressed, Wei Ting was discharged from the hospital with him, and even messed around with him on the set, isn't he the actor?Haven't you always been the most rigorous about filming?Anyone with a little brain can guess that Wei Ting is - jealous.Because Minghong and Fang Zheyan had a lot of physical contact in this scene, their relationship became better after the past suspicions were resolved.

The naive ghost nodded: "I'll go talk to him."

It was the first time he knew that Wei Ting had such a side. He had always been mature and patient in front of him. The change in the relationship between the two made him feel that Wei Ting suddenly seemed to be a different person.

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