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The corner of Zhanhang's mouth twitched and asked, "Start what?"

Feng Biqin said impatiently: "What is there to pretend about my mother? Let me ask you, how old is he this year? Who is there in the family? Do his parents know about this?"

"What am I pretending, we haven't even started yet, who did you listen to?" Zhan Hang's head was buzzing: "Are you checking the account?"

Feng Biqin: "Who do I need to listen to? Your mother lives separately from you, not dead, and I can see your post."

Zhanhang was speechless, silent for a while, and then said: "It really hasn't started."

"What do you mean?" Feng Biqin still couldn't believe it: "Just tell me if you mean that to him."

Zhan Hang clicked his tongue: "This is my personal emotional life, can you stop meddling?"

After all, Feng Biqin's own marriage was in a mess, and Zhanhang didn't think she would bring him any real help after knowing about it.

"Hey, why are you so ashamed?" Feng Biqin said, "Whenever I mentioned you on the phone, that kid would protect you like something. I thought you'd already taken him down."

Zhanhang: "..."

Why do you feel a little contemptuous of yourself in what she said?

Feng Biqin added: "If you're not sure, just do it first, don't mess around, and trick him into signing the contract for ten or eight years, then he won't be able to find someone else."

Zhanhang had a black line all over his head, hehe said: "Take care of yourself first."

Feng Biqin said: "Mom is doing well, I'm in Sanya today, spending my honeymoon with your stepfather."

"Is that so, congratulations." Zhan Hang said, "Don't just send things here in the future, I won't need any of the ones you sent."

Feng Biqin thought for a while and asked, "What? I don't seem to have sent it to you."

Zhan Hang said, "Didn't you bring me a cake on my birthday?"

Feng Biqin: "No, mom just fell out of love when it was your birthday, so she didn't take care of you."

Zhanhang: "..."

Feng Biqin snorted: "I'll make it up next time, look at how stingy you are."

"No, goodbye." Zhanhang hung up the phone and rubbed his forehead speechlessly.

If it wasn't given by her, then it must have been given by Zhan Hongyuan, his own father.

Zhanhang pulled the address book to the last page, and the word Zhan Hongyuan was listed there.During the period when their parent-child conflict was the most intense, he thought about cutting off the father-son relationship with Zhan Hongyuan. Originally, all contact methods had been blocked, but when Feng Biqin cried, his heart softened. Zhan Hongyuan will still do his best in filial piety after a hundred years.

In the past three months, the crew of "Sword" has finally rushed to the end of the filming process. Ren Jiayuan attaches great importance to the last few days of the scene, his expression is getting more serious every day, his temper is getting more explosive every day, and his hair is visibly becoming thinner. No one in the whole group dared to choke with him, including the producer.

Every time Zhao Kaile dozed off with sleepiness, he would tremble with fear, for fear that he would be blown back to the real world with a thunderclap as soon as he fell asleep.Seeing him as pitiful, Zhanhang leniently allowed him to go to the car and lie down to sleep instead of waiting outside the venue, but Zhao Kaile sternly refused.

On the day of the finale, Zhao Kaile was still dazed when he was awakened by a cheer, and then there were countless messy footsteps and female screams outside the venue.He jumped up from his seat in horror, opened his eyes to look for the source of the sound, and realized that it was the visiting fans.

The assistant who brought the fans in hurriedly booed them, and said: "My brothers are still at work, keep your voice down, I will be in charge of communicating with you during the break, and I want to sign a group photo, okay? Be quiet now a little."

The girls looked surprised, nodded cooperatively, and said repeatedly: "Okay."

Zhan Hang and Song Yiming came off the court one after another. After three months of getting along, Zhan Hang didn't reject him as much as he did at the beginning. After all, Song Yiming could still communicate normally when his IQ was online, and he was quite honest. On the contrary, they get along quite well with Zhao Kaile.

After the blasting accident, Song Yiming recognized Zhanhang's personality more and more.When the blasting team checked after the incident, he saw in the video that Yu Wenrong turned a blind eye to the fallen Yu Zhengfeng and walked faster than anyone else.It's not that he wanted to kidnap Yu Wenrong, it's just that there were many similar things, he looked down on this guy more and more, instead he felt that he was really pitiful, he must be very tired to live so cautiously, and he might exhaust himself to death someday up.

"Do you know where the finale banquet is booked?" He caught up with Zhanhang and hooked his shoulders, talking non-stop: "I seemed a little imbecile in that part just now... I was prepared Well, here’s another one, but Director Ren gave it directly, and sometimes I really can’t see through what criteria he uses to screen shots.”

Zhanhang stretched out two fingers, squeezed his hand away, and said, "I don't know."

Song Yiming pushed forward again: "Hey, don't be so cold, you make it seem like we don't know each other at all."

"I'm not familiar with you at all." Zhanhang reminded: "Your fans are waiting outside, pay attention to your image."

Hearing this, Song Yiming didn't dare to pick him up anymore, so he restrained his expression, walked towards his assistant, and signaled them to tidy up his makeup.

Zhao Kaile rummaged through his treasure bag for a while, Zhan Hang came over to drink water, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Signature pen." Zhao Kaile breathed a sigh of relief after touching it: "I found it."

Zhanhang laughed: "Have you specially prepared?"

"Yeah, just in case fans forget to bring them, wouldn't it just come in handy?" Zhao Kaile said seriously, "Wait a minute, I'll go to Teacher Qin to fix your makeup."

Zhanhang: "No need, is there any scar on your face?"

Zhao Kaile motioned him to lower his head a little, observe carefully for a while, and then adjusted the sleeves and collar for him.

Before the two of them finished their work, the few fan representatives who came had already entered the venue full of joy, stood not far from Zhanhang, and said nervously: "Hi Zhanhang."

Zhanhang smiled at them: "Hello."

The girls who got the response were suddenly dizzy, and they were so happy that they were about to pass out. The one who stood at the front was still strong-willed. She took a step forward bravely, and stretched out a trembling hand towards Zhanhang: "Ke Ke Ke Can I shake your hand?"

Zhanhang: "Of course."

He stretched out his hand and shook the girl lightly, and the girl blushed immediately, completely forgetting the affectionate confession he had prepared before, leaving only the thought of Zhanhang in his mind.

Zhanhang laughed and asked, "Want to take a photo together?"

"Okay!!" The girl tremblingly responded, standing there a little helplessly.

Zhao Kaile hurriedly said: "Let's go together, I'll help you shoot."

The girl nodded immediately, and handed him the phone. Several fans gathered together excitedly, surrounded Zhan Hang, and made comparisons with bright smiles.Zhan Hang raised his hands, slightly over the heads of the two girls beside him, and made a comparison.

Zhao Kaile couldn't help laughing, and said to himself that male celebrities also use this classic pose when taking pictures.

After the initial excitement subsided, the girls finally remembered the affectionate confession they had prepared, spoke impassionedly to him, and then stepped forward to give him a hug.

Zhanhang's expression was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't show any displeasure. He just held her by the waist and thanked her in a gentle tone.

After posing for photos, signing names and giving presents, the fans reluctantly left, wiping away tears as they left, promising to see him again in the future.Zhao Kaile knew that it was not easy for them to come here, so she couldn't help but feel emotional - most of them were just students, and they came from places near and far, and they probably spent their hard-earned savings during the holidays Pocket money, I have worked so hard to gather here just to see Zhanhang.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the front foot sent them away, a mother and son crossed the safety line and ran towards them in a hurry.

The little boy was probably still in elementary school, his eyes widened when he saw Zhan Hang, and he kept asking his mother to confirm if it was him.His mother patted his head and smiled embarrassedly at Zhanhang: "I'm sorry, he only saw you on TV before."

"You are also my fan?" Zhan Hang was really surprised, he knelt down and asked the boy, "Then which drama of mine have you watched?"

The boy looked nervous, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he was going through a crucial exam, he stuttered and said: ""Jiangling", "Lonely Sail", "City Gate"... I, I I saw it, I watched it when you were fighting."

Zhanhang teased him and said: "Look at it, you are still young, you can't learn."

The boy blushed and said seriously: "I won't use your martial arts to do bad things. Don't worry!"

Zhanhang couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch his head.The boy's mother poked her son lightly on the back, signaling him to be brave.

The boy took a deep breath and asked, "Can you sign me?"

"Of course." Zhan Hang said, "Where do I need to sign?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, and looked up at his mother, who quickly flipped through his bag, was also stunned, and murmured: "I remember I took it with me when I went out..."

"Did you not bring a pen and paper?" Zhao Kaile thought to himself and bumped into someone careless, and said, "Use this."

After getting an autograph and a group photo, the mother and son left with gratitude.The boy still felt that all this was unreal, took his mother's hand, and walked away with erratic steps.

Zhao Kaile said curiously: "I didn't expect you to have such a small fan."

Zhanhang snorted and said indifferently: "When he grows up and knows that my qinggong is all done by Wia and special effects, he won't worship me so much."

Zhao Kaile choked up for a moment, thinking that poor kid, let's grow up slowly.