After saving the rich and powerful, I became popular

"You don't have to worry about what you said just now. He is so open-mouthed, but he has a sharp mouth. But..." After Lu Xiaowei explained for An Yiqiao, his eyes were fixed on Qi Cheng, and his brows were knitted together, "Qi Cheng , you like men too?"

"Well, it's natural." Qi Cheng said.

When he was adolescence, he knew that his attributes were more crooked than mosquito coils.

But for various reasons, he never revealed his attributes before graduation, nor did he find a partner.

The only time I did something out of the ordinary was probably when I was in middle school, masturbating to the cover of a financial magazine.

Because I was inexperienced for the first time, I even stained the man's face and neck on the book cover.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Lu Xiaowei's breath was a little weak.

"Didn't you ask?" Qi Cheng smiled frankly.

"You two..." Lu Xiaowei felt a sudden pain in his head, "Forget it, I will reserve the right to your private affairs, but don't make trouble for me. Especially you, An Yiqiao, who is staring at your eyes now What's more, you have only been popular for a few years, and there is still a long way to go before you can be truly popular, so at this juncture, please don't cause trouble."

An Yiqiao was playing with his nails, facing Lu Xiaowei's daily nagging, he chose to ignore it.

Lu Xiaowei didn't get angry when he didn't get a response, but turned his head to look at Qi Cheng, and said, "And don't let your guard down, although you don't have much chance now, but the Internet has memory. Even if you want to wash it, it's not that easy."

Qi Cheng nodded, "Don't worry, little Viagra, I'm sensible."

Lu Xiaowei sighed almost inaudibly.

Don't worry about being red.

Don't worry about red.

It's all fate.

An Yiqiao took Lu Xiaowei's teapot, filled Qi Cheng's cup with tea, then held it up to Qi Cheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Senior, as an apology for pushing you down just now, how about I introduce someone to you?" ? What type do you like? Mature and stable? Or weak and fluffy? "

"I like people with a good figure and good looks." Qi Cheng smiled, took the teacup and drank it down, and said: "I accept the apology, but don't bother with the partner. My mind is now on my career. I will work hard for a few more years while there are still scenes to be filmed."

"Do you like acting very much?" An Yiqiao's eyes became serious.

"If I didn't like it, I wouldn't have signed a contract to debut, and I wouldn't have waited knowingly that the chances were slim. But the facts have proved that all the waiting was worth it, right?" Qi Cheng smiled happily.

After waiting for half a year, I finally received a new play.

It is still Cui Songyuan's work. Although his works are often criticized for being too bloody, they are very popular among certain audiences.

Based on his current situation, being able to receive Cui Songyuan's works is really a surprise that would wake up with laughter in the middle of the night.

"Cooperating with Cui Songyuan this time is also a great opportunity for you. Prepare well and shoot well. When the broadcast becomes popular, you will not worry about resources in the future." After Lu Xiaowei finished speaking, he took it out of the drawer Another stack of documents was handed to Qi Cheng.

"What is this?" Qi Cheng took the heavy notebook, his heart beating wildly.

"This is An Yiqiao's new drama "Sheng Fan An". I talked with the company and I can arrange a supporting role for you. Although there are not many roles in this drama, this drama is a good drama broadcast by Shangxing. You can show your face in it. A nice thing."

Qi Cheng was stunned, his beautiful almond eyes wide open like a cat in a state of shock.

Is this the rain that comes after a long drought?No, more than that, for him, this is already the rhythm of the flood.

"Hiss." Qi Cheng pinched his arm, "It hurts, I'm not dreaming."

"You are acting as the hidden guard next to Xiao Qiao, waiting for his order, but there are very few scenes, probably only a few opportunities to appear." Lu Xiaowei said: "If you don't want to, you can refuse, the company does not force this."

"Of course I am willing, don't say it a few times, I am willing even if it is a flash of a second." Qi Cheng said excitedly.

"Don't worry, I asked you to talk about this matter, I hope you can take the time to teach Xiao Qiao how to play a good role. This is Xiao Qiao's first play in Starlight Media, and it is a star drama. This is also very important, don't be careless, I recognize your acting skills, so I hope you can help."

Qi Cheng followed suit, he understood.

That's a deal.

He taught An Yiqiao to get a supporting role and a chance to show his face.

"You don't need to be under pressure. Although it's a transaction, it's up to you to decide whether you want it or not." Lu Xiaowei said.

"Of course I would." Qi Cheng said.

He has no reason not to agree.

Lu Xiaowei knew that he would definitely agree.

"Don't worry, asking you to help me with this will not affect the filming of "Wild Rose". I will arrange it for you."

"Thank you little Viagra." Qi Cheng thanked earnestly.

Facing his thanks, Lu Xiaowei's eyes dodged a little, "Then you go back first, take both scripts back, and familiarize yourself with them."

After Qi Cheng left.

An Yiqiao was still sitting in his original position.

Lu Xiaowei drank seven or eight cups of tea until his bladder was swollen, got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Why didn't you tell Qi Cheng that even if his character is filmed, it might be cut out at any time?" An Yiqiao said suddenly.

Lu Xiaowei stopped, turned his back to An Yiqiao, and said, "Even so, it's his fate."

Lu Xiaowei has always felt guilty towards Qi Cheng.

How many times he wanted to help him again, but he didn't have enough rights.

This time, he focused on the olive branch thrown by Cui Songyuan, and used it as a breakthrough to talk with the company's upper management for a long time before earning Qi Cheng a supporting role with very little role.

But even so, when he was in battle with his boss, he had to promise that if something went wrong in the future, he could cut off Qi Cheng's role at any time. Anyway, he was a supporting role that would not affect the plot of the main drama.

The rest is out of his control.

Qi Cheng hummed all the way back to the apartment.

I religiously washed my hands with hand sanitizer, and took a shower to wash my face.

If it wasn't for the lack of preparation at home, he would have wanted to burn incense to show his sincerity and ask for blessings before opening the script and reading it carefully.

He carefully wiped off the water stains on his hands, and opened the script carefully.

In "Wild Rose", the character he plays not only has the same name as him, but also looks similar to him, and even has the same occupation.

Also an actor.

If the author was not Cui Songyuan, he would really suspect that this is his own fanfiction.

Too similar too.

It is the degree to which the real deity will say it looks like it.

Qi Chengwo repeatedly changed positions on the sofa.

The same name gave him a certain degree of dyslexia, and he always felt strange, and changed a dozen postures in succession before he finally entered it.

Although the character in the script has many similarities with him, his background and experience are completely opposite to him.

The young master of a wealthy family has money and power, and there are several brothers who love and spoil him.

But he just likes the popular actor Wen Siyu of ordinary background.

There was also a lot of trouble, debuting for love, spending money on a talent show for himself, and debuting at the C position.

Debut immediately solo.

Then, they spent money to customize a life-oriented variety show, and invited Wen Siyu and six other people.

On the surface it looks like a slow variety show, but in fact it is a variety show dedicated to hyping CP, the purpose is too straightforward.

"Qi Cheng" originally wanted to simply invite three pairs of popular CP groups, but the person who planned the show for him said that the intention was too obvious, and Wen Siyu would most likely refuse, so Qi Cheng had to give up this plan.

The more Qi Cheng looked at it, the more he frowned.

As expected of Cui Songyuan, who is famous for his bloody dramas, Qi Cheng has only seen less than one-tenth of the content, and Qi Cheng has already wrinkled his mask of pain.

Qi Cheng held his breath and continued to watch.

In addition to the bloody Mary Su, this drama is a lavish routine of cool writing.

Under Fa Xiao's plan, "Qi Cheng" bought a popular web novel from a novel website with a lot of money to adapt it, and tailor-made a new play for him and Wen Siyu.

Qi Cheng quickly flipped through a few pages, and saw several requirements that "Qi Cheng" made to the screenwriter.

1. The more kiss scenes, the better.

2. There must be sex scenes.

3. It is best if Wen Siyu kisses me first.

4. Let Wen Siyu show his abdominal muscles.

The screenwriter wondered: "Qi Shao, I understand what you said, but I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the review."

"Qi Cheng" patted the screenwriter's arm calmly, and said, "What I care about is not the broadcast, what I care about is the process of filming, understand?"

Writer: "yes."

Qi Cheng:? ? ?

Does this work too?

Isn't it too disrespectful of Wen Siyu's identity as a film king?

But since the author and screenwriter are Cui Songyuan, there should be a reversal later, right?

With the filter of Cui Songyuan, Qi Cheng gradually developed expectations for the following plot.

When he saw one-ninth, Qi Cheng became anxious.

He put down the script, put on the black flip-flops he bought for five yuan at the night market, and went straight to the bathroom.

The door lock of the bathroom was a little loose, and the paint on the handle was peeled off, but the company refused to reimburse him, so Qi Cheng was always reluctant to spend money to replace it with a new one.

As usual, he carefully closed the doorknob, twisted it hard a few times, and pushed open the bathroom door.

A gust of hot air hits my face.

Qi Cheng frowned fiercely, he thought the hot water system was broken, and there was 36 yuan a ton of hot water rushing, so he walked a few steps faster in distress, intending to go in and turn it off.

He strode fast, but he didn't notice that the surrounding interiors were beginning to change with the movement of his steps.

Until he stopped at the place where the switch of the water heater was supposed to be installed, and reached out his hand to turn it off, but he touched a warm and soft "wall".

Qi Cheng was stunned.

The five fingers had their own thoughts, and they grabbed and pinched a few times subconsciously.

Why is it the feeling of grasping the chest muscles?The soft feel is not generally good, much better than the feeling of scratching yourself.

Qi Cheng suddenly felt a cool breath, he opened his almond eyes wide, and saw a tall figure standing in front of him through the heat.

The heat in the bathroom hadn't dissipated completely, but Qi Cheng felt like he was in a freezer, shivering from the cold.

Did he run into a ghost?

He was also a male ghost who was taller than him.

Qi Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his head went numb.

I didn't know how to react for a while.

Until a deep and cold voice sounded above his head, "Have you touched enough?"

The sound of water flow was cut off, and the heat gradually dissipated.

Qi Cheng saw the man's face clearly in shock.

Very handsome.

In good shape.

His facial features are profound and handsome, his eyes are sharp and fierce when his face is cold, and there is a penetrating cold air between his brows, his eyes look like he is looking at a trash can.

Qi Cheng tried his best to ignore the eyes of the other party who regarded himself as a trash can. His eyes followed the other party's sexy Adam's apple, and he caught a glimpse of strong chest muscles, eight-pack abs, and charming mermaid lines, and...

Nima.

so big! ! !

wrong.

Wrong focus.

Where is this man's clothes?