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Betty said: "Think about it as soon as possible and reply to me within a week."

"What else do you choose? You wish I could take them all." Zhan Hang flipped through the script boredly, and said, "Supporting roles, supporting roles, secondary roles, what's the point?"

Bai Li sighed, and said earnestly: "Zhanhang, it's not that I don't want to take the leading role for you, it's just that the competition in the last few IP dramas is too fierce, and all the companies have sharpened their heads to get in, wanting to win opportunities for their artists , as you know, our advantages have no significant effect in the current environment."

Zhanhang understands what she means. He has the face and body that other artists have, and he has the martial arts foundation that other artists don't have, but he can edit and splice in post-production, cut a few more camera positions, and if it doesn't work, he will be a stand-in. Fans don't care about his brother at all. The capital behind it doesn't even care whether the elder sister is beating for real or fake.And purely relying on acting skills, with his qualifications, it seems that he is not enough to look at in front of a crowd of about [-] to [-], with a professional background.

He has been stuck in this non-embarrassing stage for a year or two.

"Which one to choose?" Zhanhang didn't challenge her again, but instead asked Zhao Kaile.

Zhao Kaile rested his chin, his eyes still looking at the script of the power play: "This seems to be interesting..."

Zhan Hang ruthlessly took the script away from his eyes, Zhao Kaile let out a sigh, but dared not speak out, so he could only look at him pitifully.

"Yes." Zhan Hang casually flipped through the pages, and then asked, "Who did the hero invite?"

Bai Li took a sip of tea and said, "It seems that Li Yang is the one who has decided on Qiming. Recently, Xihong Satellite TV's variety show is very popular, and he was featured. The ancient costumes in it are very good, and the author of the original author hand-picked him."

When Zhanhang heard this, he threw the script away angrily: "Let me act as a supporting role for a newcomer??" Zhao Kaile rushed over to pick it up.

Bai Li comforted her and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, Li Yang is not a newcomer, he debuted two years later than you, and he has been lukewarm before, but recently he has the intention of getting out of the circle, Qiming will definitely not let it go This opportunity."

Zhan Hang: "What do these authors think?? Can he fight or act? Just look at the face and figure to determine the protagonist??"

Zhao Kaile took the script and carefully turned another page.

Zhan Hang glared at him: "Don't watch!"

Zhao Kaile: "..."

He controlled his expression and flipped the paper back cooperatively.

Bai Li frowned slightly, and said in embarrassment: "Zhanhang, don't be willful."

Zhanhang pinched the bridge of his nose, let out a long breath, and then said indifferently: "Okay, yes, take it, take it all."

Bai Li got up and patted him on the shoulder, then said a few words to Zhao Kaile, and walked away quickly on her high heels.

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, and even though the air conditioner in the room was turned to a very low level, Zhanhang still felt irritable, so he drank several glasses of iced drinks.

Zhao Kaile knew that he was angry, so he didn't dare to say anything, and just looked at him helplessly.

Zhanhang suddenly asked angrily: "I'm not as fucking as good as that draft pick???"

Zhao Kaile hurriedly said excitedly: "How is it possible! Brother Hang, you are the best! You are the chosen one! That Li... Li or something deserves to be compared with you!!!"

Zhanhang frowned at him.

Zhao Kaile restrained his expression, and shrank back timidly.

"You really think so?" Zhan Hang's tone was full of distrust: "Do you really think that little boy is inferior to me?"

Zhao Kaile complained in his heart that you are also very small and white-faced, but he said flatteringly: "Of course!! You are so good at acting! You are so handsome in fighting! How can he compare with you!"

Zhanhang groaned, not as angry as before.Zhao Kaile sweated for herself, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, I don't want to." Zhan Hang said, "Go out for a while."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kaile quickly got up and followed him: "Going out? Where are you going? Do you want to take a break?"

Zhanhang strode upstairs, going to change clothes, without looking back, he said, "Why are you so wordy."

Zhao Kaile turned a deaf ear to it, and quickened his pace to follow worriedly: "But tomorrow we are going to province B, Brother Hang."

"Tomorrow is not going now!" Zhanhang stopped, turned around, and reprimanded: "I find that you like talking back to me more and more..."

Zhao Kaile didn't stop, and ran straight into his arms, burying her face in his chest.

Zhanhang: "..."

Zhao Kaile: "..."

The corner of Zhanhang's mouth twitched, he lifted him away from him, and went upstairs without saying a word.

"Brother Hang..." Zhao Kaile covered his nose, following up with a lingering ghost: "Where are you going...I'll help you pick out clothes."

Zhanhang entered the room, found a casual sportswear to wear, and said coldly while changing: "I'm going to meet netizens, why do you think I must take you with me? Do I have to pass by you wherever I go?" Agree?"

Zhao Kaile snorted, his eyes drifted over Zhan Hang's naked upper body inadvertently, and then turned to avoid it.

Really fresh, male stars and netizens......

He spends all day filming, reading novels, watching pet videos, eating, sleeping and scolding me, where are the netizens from...

Zhao Kaile couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Behind him, Zhanhang put on a hat, sunglasses and mask, fully armed, put his hands in his pockets and walked out the door.Zhao Kaile came back to his senses, hurriedly followed, and followed all the way to the garage, only to find that he didn't even call Xiao Li, and the bodyguard didn't follow, and took the keys to drive by himself.

The two stalemate in the garage, their voices echoing in the empty garage.

Zhao Kaile stood pitifully by the side of the car and said, "Brother Hang, what if you meet netizens casually like this, what if you get caught by the paparazzi, Sister Li must..."

Zhan Hang couldn't help it, so he poked his shoulder blade with his index finger, and threatened: "Either come with me, or go and complain to Betty now, and you don't have to come back."

Zhao Kaile immediately compromised: "I'll go with you!"

Zhanhang snorted, opened the car door and let him in.

The navigation in the car played the starting point and destination. The more Zhao Kaile heard it, the more he felt something was wrong. He wondered why this place became more and more familiar to him, so he opened Weibo and looked at the location of the author conference. Sure enough, the time and place were exactly the same.

Zhao Kaile took a breath: "No...... Hang, Brother Hang!"

Zhan Hang frowned and said, "Why are you so surprised? Get out of the car if you don't dare to sit in my car."

"Brother Hang!" Zhao Kaile said in horror, "You are going...to..."

Zhanhang: ".....you must finish talking like this verse by verse?"

Zhao Kaile: "Go to Lanku Author Conference?!"

"Yeah." Zhanhang said, "How do you know? Have you looked at my phone?"

Zhao Kaile: "Uh...uh, uh, uh, uh."

What to do, what to do, what to do! !

How could he remember this matter! !

When he arrived at the scene and didn't see Wang chasing the moon, he must have been even angrier! !

Zhao Kaile was sweating coldly on his back, biting his fingernails and brainstorming frantically.

If you come out, it's tantamount to being exposed directly, if you don't come out, I'm breaking my promise, and those black fans who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal will laugh at Snake for pretending to be coercive... let alone directly revealing, Brother Hang has already put it Snake's account was used by me, if he found out, he would definitely think how could I be so shameless to reward myself!

Zhanhang clicked his tongue, and said impatiently: "There's another traffic jam." Then he honked the horn a few times without politeness.

Hearing this, a golden light flashed in Zhao Kaile's mind—yes, as long as he delays the time and makes him miss the opportunity to meet the author, it will be fine!

So he groaned, bowed down and cried out in pain.

Zhanhang froze for a moment, observed him for a while, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Kaile hissed weakly, and said, "My stomach hurts..."

"How does it hurt?" Zhan Hang asked: "Stomach pain? Or did you eat it?"

Zhao Kaile said hesitantly, "Stomach hurts...well..."

Zhan Hang: "........Say it clearly, if you really have a stomachache, I will take you to the hospital."

Zhao Kaile leaned against the window, squeezed out two tears, and said softly: "I don't know why it hurts.....go to the hospital..."

Zhanhang hummed, updated his destination, and turned directly at the intersection ahead to the nearest hospital.

Along the way, Zhao Kaile nervously closed his eyes and pretended to be uncomfortable, and began to pray that the road conditions would be worse.

A while later, Zhao Kaile was sitting in the consultation room, and the doctor in a white coat stretched out his hand and pressed on his stomach, asking, "Does it hurt here?"

Zhao Kaile hummed vaguely.

The doctor asked again, "Is it a colic or a needle-like pain?"

Zhao Kaile looked back at Zhan Hang behind him, and Zhan Hang said speechlessly, "The doctor is asking you, why are you looking at me?"

"It hurts like a needle prick." Zhao Kaile said uncertainly, "It doesn't seem to hurt much now, eh."

Zhanhang: "......"

This kid must be pretending.

The doctor asked a few more questions, then adjusted his glasses, and said, "First of all, consider intestinal spasms. I have caught a cold. Is the air conditioner in the room turned on too low? Young people, you can't be so greedy for cold in summer, you know. You don't need to eat it." What kind of medicine, go back and drink more hot water, eat less cold drinks, and less spicy and greasy."

After thinking about it, Zhanhang seemed to have turned on the air conditioner too much, so he nodded and said, "Understood, thank you doctor." Then he patted Zhao Kaile on the back of the head casually.

Zhao Kaile hurriedly said, "Oh, thank you doctor."

The doctor looked up at Zhanhang again, and said half-jokingly to Zhao Kaile: "It's hot weather, why is your brother covering up so tightly?"

Zhao Kaile reacted very quickly, and said with a serious face: "He is allergic to the sun, there is nothing he can do about it, he always does this when he goes out."

The doctor nodded, showing sympathy when he heard the words.

Zhanhang: "..."

The two left the consulting room one after the other, and walked out of the long corridor with people coming and going. From time to time, a young girl looked back at Zhan Hang, who was half a head taller than everyone else, and then chatted with each other.

Zhao Kaile followed behind Zhan Hang, looked at the time, and said hesitantly, "I'm sorry, Brother Hang, for delaying your meeting with netizens."

Zhanhang didn't say a word, and when he reached the front of the car, he stopped, turned around and looked down at him, and said coldly, "Zhao Kaile...you're just pretending."