Top C-bit love [entertainment circle]

You agreed to it and hung up the program group, how do you let others deal with it?To broadcast or not to broadcast? "

Five questions in a row gave Chi Xingyan a headache.

Chi Xingyan remained silent.

Jiang Man continued to bombard: "Quickly delete that sentence!"

"Delete that fart, all the fans took screenshots and forwarded it. Before the battle, I'm going to kneel to Heizi myself. Will I be able to straighten up and be a man in the future?"

"You're an asshole!" Jiang Man's voice changed in anger.

Chi Xingyan rolled his eyes: "Did I say that I want to broadcast live on the show? You won't find a live broadcast platform, and you can broadcast whatever you like. "Chi Xingyan's first live show online song request" should be quite attractive Come on, why don't you go get a sponsor to bring the goods, and you can buy a bag for you if you make money. "

Jiang Man was taken aback: "That's right..."

"Why did I get into a dead end..." She flicked her short hair, and laughed angrily, "Boy, I'll just let you go this time."

Chi Xingyan let out a "tch", hung up the phone, put the phone back on the side of his ancient boots and hid it, shook his head and sighed, "She's just a silly woman."

Song Siwei had been watching Chi Xingyan from the sidelines. It took less than 10 minutes for his anger to be completely subsided from being ignited.

The momentum is fierce and the duration is short, like a torrential downpour on a sunny day. The dark cloud named Anger turns into bean-sized raindrops and falls quickly. The speed is very high and the lethality is huge.

Afterwards, when the clouds disappeared and the rain fell, the sun once again shone down, and it was still so bright and warm.

This kind of happy, vibrant, and highly saturated feeling of joy, anger, sorrow and joy made him miss it very much. He looked at Chi Xingyan with a little envy, but he could never return to this state no matter what.

After all, 30 should look like 30.

Year after year, the trees grow rings, and people eat a few more bowls of rice.The world changes, the years change, and there are fewer and fewer people around who can talk, and finally there is only a lonely self. No one can be a heartless young man forever.

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Chi Xingyan asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

"I think the way you scolded people just now is very cool." Song Siwei replied.

Chi Xingyan raised his eyebrows: "Mocking me?"

This is the sixth time, Song Siwei!Is it over yet?

"No, I really think it's cool for you to swear at people. I can't do it without thinking about all kinds of new words." Song Siwei admired sincerely.

"Isn't this still mocking me? It seems that you are so elegant and reserved that you can't even swear. Uncle Song, do you know what everyone will call you for your behavior?" Chi Xingyan said.

Song Siwei was curious: "What's the name?"

Chi Xingyan said: "Green tea."

Song Siwei was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled.Do you really think I'm not online?

"I don't understand..." Song Siwei said, silently writing down an account for him in his heart, "I don't think you're in the mood for class tonight, why don't you go to the gym with me, you haven't exercised for a long time."

Chi Xingyan thought for a while, nodded and agreed, he really wanted to find a sandbag to beat him up, to vent his anger.

The two finished filming the later scenes, and everything went smoothly.Ever since Chi Xingyan discovered the mystery of his opponent's play, with Song Siwei's performance, he suddenly seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

For the first time, Zhao Tianshuo didn't find fault with Chi Xingyan for a whole day, which surprised Chi Xingyan.

Jiang Man called halfway to say that he has contacted the live broadcast platform, and is currently negotiating the follow-up live broadcast schedule.

Chi Xingyan's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and he went out to play in a good mood. He and Liu Meng got into the nanny car, fell not too far behind Song Siwei's car, and went back to the hotel where he was staying.

"Are you ready?" Song Siwei came over and knocked on Chi Xingyan's door.

Chi Xingyan frantically tied a headband on his forehead so as to cover his forehead with the shaved hairline.

He looked in the mirror and found that his hair was a bit long, and he found a black rubber band from his bag and put it on his wrist, planning to use it to tie his hair when he sweated later.

After everything was ready, he opened the door: "Let's go."

Song Siwei only wore a black line cap on his head, a very simple white T and khaki shorts, and held a thermos cup, towel and a stack of thin scripts in his hands.

He handed the things in his hand to Chi Xingyan: "Help me pack it, I won't carry the bag."

Chi Xingyan stuffed things into the bag, and complained: "Isn't it? You have to carry the script when you go to the gym. You don't want to teach me on the treadmill, do you?"

"That's not the case. You are not in a good state now, and your expressive skills are very poor. If you do it, it will be for nothing."

Song Siwei said, with a heart-piercing, indifferent, and mocking tone in his casual tone, and gave Chi Xingyan a critical blow with one button and three consecutive hits.

Chi Xingyan once again confirmed in his heart that Song Siwei is really not the peerless gentleman that Liu Meng said he is.

The two soon arrived at the gym on the first floor of the hotel.

In summer, there are a lot of people flocking to the film and television city. In the gyms of high-end hotels, you can often meet all kinds of stars.

Chi Xingyan looked around, and there were a few acquaintances he knew from filming among the appalling people.

Chi Xingyan threw the card to the front desk: "Is there a VIP room with punching bags? I don't want to mix with others, it's too troublesome to say hello."

"What's so difficult about it, here." The lady proprietress of the gym threw out a door card.

"Give him a pair of boxing gloves too." Chi Xingyan said.

The two entered the VIP room, Chi Xingyan put down his bag, and said to Song Siwei, "Give it to me."

Song Siwei stretched out his hand, Chi Xingyan lowered his head, and put on boxing gloves for him seriously.

His neck is too white, and the muscles of his back and arms are well-proportioned and his lines are very graceful.

The clean skin reveals a little healthy pink, and the whole body is full of the refreshing breath of a big boy. When he is not talking, he looks like an exquisite hand-made doll. Anyone will sigh that God can really create people.

Just as Song Siwei was about to sigh in his heart, Chi Xingyan showed his fierce face about this beautiful child born by someone's family. He bared his teeth and fucked with boxing gloves: "What rubbish gloves, they can't be tied tightly at all."

As he spoke, he gritted his two rows of big teeth, bit the strap and strangled the boxing glove hard, completely subduing the enemy, and then lightly patted Song Siwei's glove: "It's so cute."

Pretty is beautiful, but a little wild, Song Siwei corrected his evaluation silently in his heart.

"Do you know how to box? You need to warm up first, and be careful not to strain your ligaments." Chi Xingyan said.

Song Siwei: "You'll know if you try it."

As he said that, he walked to the nearest sandbag, punched it out, and the sandbag flew straight up.

Chi Xingyan: "..."

Boy, no wonder my wrists turn red when I'm drunk, Song Siwei's arm strength is too amazing.

Wearing boxing gloves, Song Siwei slapped him on the shoulder: "Eat more, you can do it too."

Chi Xingyan put on gloves for himself and said, "I'm not an idiot."

He only dares to eat half full every day. Costume dramas require actors to be thin, and costume hairstyles need to show their faces completely. If you eat a little more, you will look swollen, and your face will look big three times when you go on camera.

Chi Xingyan thought that the insignificant suffering of being hungry was not worth mentioning, so he punched the sandbag hard: "Do you think I am thin when you look at me? In fact, my body fat is very low and my muscle density is high, so I am just Looks thinner."

Song Siwei nodded in disbelief, and asked, "It must be hard work if you don't have enough to eat every day, right?"

Chi Xingyan's heart seemed to be pinched severely, and his nose felt a little sore.

No one ever asked him whether it was hard to be hungry, Jiang Man would just stare at his swollen face and blame if he ate too much last night, Liu Meng would only say that he was going to sing soon and couldn't eat spicy fried food.

No one cares whether a 1.8-meter-six-year-old young man will have a stomach ache if he eats such a small amount of food every day, and whether he will wake up hungry in the middle of the night.

He wanted to tell Song Siwei, I didn't think it was hard at first, but when you asked me like this, I felt a little hard again.

When the words came to his lips, they turned into a sentence: "You take care of a lot."

Song Siwei has little interest in boxing, he came to the gym to vent out with Chi Xingyan, and by the way, review his recent acting progress.

By the way... While Chi Xingyan is relaxing, cheat out what happened that night when he was drunk.

Song Siwei calmly led Chi Xingyan into the pit: "I've said it before, don't talk ironically. Say it's hard work if it's hard, and say it's not hard if it's not hard. Facing your own pain and desires honestly is the first step to discovering your own nature." , is also the only way to become a good actor.”

Chi Xingyan didn't answer, and punched the sandbag several times.

"Do you know why you can't act well?" Song Siwei took off his gloves, walked to the place where he put the bag, took out the script from it, and flipped through it leisurely, "Because you can only act out real feelings, and you can't make up those things you didn't have. experience."

Chi Xingyan finally stopped just bowing his head and punching, he stopped.

"Not only that, but you are also awkward. The feeling in your heart is obviously sad, but because you feel that no one in the world can understand your sadness, you keep holding it back. Over time, it turns into resentment, and when it explodes, it becomes anger..." Song Siwei said, "You lost your temper with Liu Meng that day, is this the case?"

Chi Xingyan remained silent, but in his heart he expected Song Siwei to continue talking.

"Other people treat you like a child, you feel very sad, you