out of plain sight

Chang Kun, who came to visit the class on a whim, brushed his face and touched the shooting scene all the way. After being reminded, he found that Chen Moting was lying on the rest chair in front of him. with a person.

Just as Chang Kun put on a mischievous posture, Assistant Huang, who came back from buying coffee, stopped him with a silent gesture, and pushed him into another room a few times.

"Rhubarb? Why are you still haunting him?"

Assistant Huang said with a suppressed voice, "There's no fuss about it. If Mo Ting wants to take me away, I will follow."

She was the same age as Chang Kun, tall, with short hair and a neutral dress. Chang Kun made a joke of following her to the wrong bathroom the first time he saw her, and treated her like a buddy.

"Why is he so skinny? Your assistant is unqualified." Chang Kun made a gesture of shaking his spoon, "Be careful that the company fires you."

"I'll go." Assistant Huang patted his hand away, "Is it OK that the personal assistant is not under the company's management? This is deliberately reduced for filming. It's only a catty that matters."

Chang Kun rolled up his sleeves: "No, I'm afraid he's dead, I have to check if he's still out of breath."

Assistant Huang grabbed his coat, he flung his shell and raised his middle finger behind him, ran to Chen Moting and put his index finger under his nose.

Chen Moting unconsciously opened his eyes, covered his mouth that was about to scream, held his head in his other hand and pressed it to himself, leaned into his ear and said, "Don't make trouble, go out and talk."

His eye sockets were sunken, and his cheekbones seemed to pierce his skin. Chang Kun's face hurt from his bony fingers, and he nodded in pain.

"You sit inside like a director." Seeing that he was blinded by the light outside, Chang Kun put on his sunglasses for him, "Hey, is my face too wide or something? You are so tall What is the high bridge of the nose for?"

Chen Moting held up the sunglasses that had slipped down to his chin: "You didn't even put the temples on my ears."

"Blame me, blame me." Chang Kun pulled off his military overcoat, "It's hard for this small body not to be overwhelmed by such a heavy cotton cloak."

Chen Moting stayed up late the day before, otherwise he would not have fallen asleep on the set.This sudden tug immediately made him lose his center of gravity. If Assistant Huang hadn't grabbed him, he would have fallen hard.

"Do you have any vision?" Assistant Huang yelled at Chang Kun, "I didn't see that you're so skinny!"

Chen Moting laughed weakly "haha": "Look at Assistant Huang's proficiency and reaction speed, like a martial arts master."

He sent Assistant Huang back to stare at the scene, and leaned against the wall to take a sip of black coffee: "Why do you always have time to come and see me?"

Chang Kun put on a disdainful face: "A movie star won an award and got amnesia, and he didn't think of his Chinese good friend for more than half a year. If I don't take time to warm up the scene, I will have to break up."

"China's good gay friends were found by the navy, so you take it seriously."

"What's wrong with the brushed ones? At least it shows that Sun Jinghan knows the goods."

Chen Moting smiled.

"Chai Ke disappeared for more than a year. You know, he came back recently. It feels like going to India and being purified by the water of the Ganges River, or prostrating all the way to Tibet, where he was hit on the head and his personality was corrected. .”

"Stop." Chen Moting licked off the coffee marks on his mouth, "Why are you thinking so jumpy, what does Chai Ke have to do with me?"

"Didn't he often pick on you before? Besides, Sun Jinghan is Chai Ke's manager, so when talking about him, Chai Ke naturally comes to mind." Chang Kun said, "Hey, let me care about what happened to our little Li's best friend?"

Chen Moting frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing here?"

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something, but just now I thought it was too sick to go all the way for this."

"Let's go, it's even more sick to travel in vain."

Chang Kun swallowed, and covered his face before he could speak: "I told you before that I fell in love with a sister, and I confessed to her successfully yesterday."

"Who?"

"Little Li."

Chen Moting swallowed the coffee in a loud voice: "Good sister, Li Wenhao, how old are you two?"

Chang Kun pouted his neck: "11 years old, what's wrong? Do you look down on sibling love?"

Chen Moting wiped his face: "No...does Sun Jinghan know about this?"

"You should know, the relationship between the two of them is so good." Chang Kun became alert, "Don't tell me that Sun Jinghan is having an affair with Xiao Li, isn't he gay?"

"He is indeed, no one snatched you." Chen Moting took a sip of coffee with a half-smile, "Is that why you came to me?"

"What do you mean by 'just this', this is a major event in my life, OK?"

"You can just make a phone call."

"You can't say that, the main reason is to meet a good friend."

Chang Kun casually put his arm on Chen Moting's shoulder, Chen Moting fell to his knees unprepared, dropped his sunglasses, and spilled coffee all over the floor.

He tried once but failed to stand up by himself, and was helped by Chang Kun half-armed and half-hugged.

Chen Moting patted his knee: "Pay me coffee."

"It's not about coffee anymore." Chang Kun stretched out his arms to protect him at any time, "Tell me the truth, how long do you have left to live?"

"For decades, please don't casually curse my friend to die early." Chen Moting pressed his arm, "The crew assigned me a professional nutritionist, it's fine."

"You really need to find a girlfriend. Rhubarb is rhubarb. She can't replace a girlfriend. Emotional emptiness is a disease that needs to be cured. I can tell you from personal experience that you have to find an older woman when you are in love. At least, oh, I really don't I'm ashamed to say, at least I can give you some pointers on the bed, our little Li..."

Chen Moting silently listened to his show of affection, watched Assistant Huang and the makeup artist approaching from a distance, and stuffed the empty coffee cup into his arms: "I'm going back, you and my good sister are good, set an example for others."

"what?"

Chang Kun didn't understand what he meant, he only left a back and went back to the scene.

Relying on his good health, Chen Moting managed to survive the filming period without breaking down.In March, when it was not yet warm, he was photographed shopping in single clothes. Although he had a mask to cover his face, his sunken eye sockets and the clothes hanging around his body still showed his skinny skin.Chen Moting was instructed to clarify the rumors of serious illness on Weibo, stating that it was necessary for filming, and he was recovering diet and exercise under the guidance of a nutritionist.

Although the name of the movie was not mentioned, some people still pieced together through scattered information that he starred in Cong Xia's new movie. Some joked that Chen Moting became popular because of his illness, debuted with a mental illness, won an award with a terminal illness, and collaborated with big names due to AIDS.

Sun Hui never communicated with Chen Moting in advance about her petty actions. Chen Moting didn't know whether these remarks were guided by his own people or malicious.Calls to Sun Hui were always forwarded to her assistant who didn't know what to ask, so she could only respond intuitively, and the mental exhaustion was far greater than the physical one.

Eating and exercising took up his entire life. After a brief media exposure, Sun Jinghan could only get a glimpse of his news from his Weibo as he did when he was filming "In the Silent Place".

"Are you suffering from mobile phone addiction?"

Hearing Qin Hao's ridicule, Sun Jinghan put away his mobile phone, sat down and smiled: "The Internet is becoming more and more important to the entertainment industry. The public image of an artist can be seen through a mobile phone. I have no choice."

"Be careful, I can find out whose Weibo you are looking at."

"How to check? I don't even have a Weibo account." Sun Jinghan looked at a table of food, "Boss Qin treats me to dinner every day, when will I treat him?"

"It's not easy, you pay for the meal."

This restaurant is expensive for just a bottle of red wine, but it is exactly what Sun Jinghan wants—thanks to Qin Hao, his access to network resources, freedom of use, and priority of promotion are much higher than those of his peers. The era of all public opinion takes advantage.Qin Hao also relied on his friendship with Ren Zhou to persuade him to stay away from Chai Ke, who had just quit drug addiction.Sun Jinghan didn't invite him to eat something expensive, how could he offset such a heavy favor.

"Apart from treating you to dinner, how else can I repay you?"

"I can't be hard on you. You have no feelings for me, so you can only keep inviting me to dinner."

"Please, in your next life, you won't be able to understand President Qin's favor."

"So what?"

"awkward."

Qin Hao smiled: "When I helped you, I also bought out the priority exposure rights of your artists. This is one of the strategies to infiltrate the entertainment industry. Because of you, my cooperation with Tianming went very smoothly. No company can achieve this level of fit." He picked up his glass and touched Sun Jinghan's, "This is a win-win cooperation, and you don't owe me anything."

Sun Jinghan knew very well that this so-called "win-win" meant that he won more and Qin Hao won less, but Qin Hao had nothing to say if he pretended to be confused, he could only say from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Qin Hao smiled, "Who made us friends."

Qiao Zheng hung up the phone that had just started to vibrate, walked out the door and took the lunch box from Jiang Huijiao.

There was a small fluff hanging on the hair that fell on his forehead, and Jiang Hui pinched it with her hands: "Chen Moting is still sleeping?"

"Well, it's very annoying to fall asleep after running around all of a sudden."

"I think you're quite happy."

Qiao Zheng never deliberately pretended to be in front of her, and smiled: "It seems that I have an extra pet or a younger brother out of thin air."

"How can a pet and a younger brother be compared."

"What's the difference?"

Having known him for more than ten years, Jiang Huijiao understood him so well that it would be useless to talk to him about blood being thicker than water: "One of them can speak human language."

Qiao Zheng raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "You won, I admit defeat."

"It's too cold outside, let's go back."

"Sister Hui." Qiao Zheng stopped her, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Huijiao went downstairs, turned around and looked at Qiao Zheng's floor, and waited until the kitchen lights were turned on before leaving.She got into the private car parked on the side of the road, fastened her seat belt, and turned to look at the person in the driver's seat: "Driving, are you angry?"

"Somewhat dissatisfied." Warm palms covered the backs of her hands, "Finally, we all have time, and my daughter is willing to go to grandma's house for a night. The perfect romantic night was ruined because another man asked you to bring takeaway." .”

"It's not takeaway, it's food in a high-end restaurant. This man is my boss."

"He obviously has his own assistant."

"That's a work assistant. Mr. Yingdi doesn't want others to step into his life."

"You are someone else."

"Look at what you said, I can gain a foothold in this industry because these big stars don't treat me as an outsider." Jiang Huijiao gently pinched the skin on the back of the man's hand, "Hurry up and drive, I'm still hungry."

The neon lights of the city quickly passed by the window, Jiang Huijiao was talking to her husband about the child, and saw the fluff she had picked from Qiao Zheng's hair before sticking to her cuffs, pinching it quietly between her fingers and twisting it into a ball.

It was she who helped Qiao Zheng survive the days of being hidden in the snow, and it was she who helped Qiao Zheng cheer up and start acting again.However, for Qiao Zheng, establishing an intimate relationship is more difficult than climbing to the sky. He is wonderful when he is one step away from him. If he is even one centimeter closer, he will build a strong barrier, set up a crossbow, and put on armor. Hiding in the shell and hating those who step into the restricted area.When he was a little older and able to control his thorns, Jiang Huijiao had already married a wife and had been a mother for many years.

A lot of things are missed.

Chen Moting lifted off the unfamiliar coat he was wearing, and didn't know where he was for a while, looked around to identify it, and then remembered that he ran to Qiao Zheng's house without authorization, and fell asleep at some point.

He was alone in the living room, Chen Moting cleared his throat, and called "Brother Zheng" twice but no one answered.

He knocked on the door of the game room a few times, but there was still no answer, and when he opened the door, the sound of the stereo sound rushed to his face, shaking away the few remaining sleepy bugs in him.

Qiao Zheng nestled in a corner of the sofa, with his hand holding a cigarette resting on the armrest, and there was a full ashtray on the coffee table, with some leftover food spread on it.Seeing that his cigarette was about to burn his fingers, Chen Moting stretched out his hand to pinch the cigarette butt.

Qiao Zheng opened his eyes and put the cigarette back into his mouth.

Chen Moting took a step back: "Scared me half to death. Are you awake or were you woken up by me?"

"I was awake at first." Qiao Zheng stubbed out the cigarette butt, grabbed the remote control and turned off the movie, "I need to rest my eyes for too long, so close them for a while. You are hungry."

He didn't tell Chen Moting that he didn't feel it, but he couldn't tell whether he had slept enough or woke up from hunger: "Brother Zheng is going to cook again? Why am I so lucky?"

"As long as your current stomach can eat whatever you want?" Qiao Zheng lifted his T-shirt and flicked his ribs with his fingers, "I have also recovered from being thin before, so I know what you should eat at this stage, so I asked someone to buy some come over."

"Brother Zheng is so kind to me."

Qiao Zheng stuffed a cigarette in his mouth, put the food brought by Jiang Huijiao into the microwave to heat, took out a large salad from the refrigerator, and walked into the living room with his pockets.

Chen Moting casually took his lighter out of the game room, saw that he was looking for it, lit it and handed it over.

Qiao Zheng lit a cigarette: "If you're sleepy and don't sleep at home, what are you doing here?"

"My house is too quiet, so quiet that people can't sleep." Chen Moting picked up a bunch of vegetables and threw them back, "Tomorrow is my dad's birthday. To make them worry, it annoys me just thinking about it."

"I think you should take this opportunity to act coquettishly, maybe your parents will enjoy it." Qiao Zheng went to the microwave and brought back a piece of meat, "There are rumors that you were adopted, but it's actually true, right? .”

Chen Moting was taken aback, and swallowed the food in his mouth: "How did you know that?"

"I can feel that you were spoiled, but you think about things too much from the standpoint of your parents. People who are spoiled rarely do this."

"It's that simple?" Chen Moting laughed, "It's too far-fetched."

"Is it really?"

Chen Moting met his gaze: "...That's right, I was adopted, Brother Zheng wants to keep it a secret for me."

"Of course." Qiao Zheng took a puff of smoke, "Don't say I didn't remind you, if you want to keep it a secret, you must never admit it to your agent. Being abandoned is not a tragic life experience for any actor, and making it public can earn a lot of sympathy Tickets, when the time comes, there will be a reality show about finding relatives, chasing the love story at the end of the last century, and staging a touching scene of reunion of blood relatives.

Not all brokers do this.Chen Moting retorted silently in his heart, and smiled: "I know, Brother Zheng, don't worry."