Rebirth of the King

"You seem to be very nervous?" Ming Lan took a sip of tea slowly, and then realized the ambiguity of what she just said. She shook her head and smiled, "I won't replace someone who likes Xiangzi so much, let alone me. I believe you can play Xiangzi's soul."

An Cheng was startled, if someone said this in the previous life, then maybe it was flattery, but in this life, he could hear Ming Lan's sincerity.

So he cherished it more and more.

It was precisely because of this that he almost subconsciously looked at Qi Yan beside him.

Qi Yan's expression was very calm, without the usual cynicism, but with a calmness that revealed the world's affairs. Seeing An Cheng's gaze, he couldn't help but chuckled: "What am I doing? Could it be that I want to Listen to praise?"

Naturally, An Cheng would not be so stupid as to say it, so he just slightly raised his eyebrows and turned to the side, holding back the three-point smile in his heart.

Ming Lan turned on the tablet in her hand beside her, and then signaled to An Cheng: "I plan to add a little bit to your role, first of all, the part during your audition, and then there is Xiangzi's ending, what do you think?"

Ancheng was stunned. The reason why Xiangzi was the male number three was mainly because Xiangzi's image was not very decent, and it was also because he died early.

In any drama, if a character only appears in the first third of the show and is paid out early, it is very likely that everyone will forget about this character later on, and it is not conducive to cultivating loyalists.It is precisely because of this that when Ming Lan mentioned Xiangzi's ending, An Cheng was slightly stunned.

If the character of Xiangzi was a tragic personality from the very beginning, then death is his best ending.However, in his selfish heart, Ancheng was a little shaken.

Qi Yan was sitting beside him, but it was rare for him not to say a word, he just drank tea there by himself, as if that was the most important thing for him.

"I think Xiangzi's death is the best ending for him." After a long silence, Ancheng said.

His gaze was firm, but he looked directly at Ming Lan in front of him.

An Cheng could see Ming Lan's astonishment, so he continued: "If we must add another ending to Xiangzi in order to increase the role of the scene, I don't think Xiangzi's tragic fate can be reflected so profoundly, after all. The main purpose of this movie is to portray the life of the leading man."

There was a faint gleam in his eyes, which stunned Ming Lan for a moment.

She has seen many young actors, they are eager to seize every possible opportunity to get on the stage, and do their best for a little bit of drama. However, this is the first time she has seen someone like Zhong Mingxi. When others want to give him a role, he will Doomed to push out?

As far as Ming Lan knows, Zhong Mingxi is not an old actor, he is just a newcomer, this may be his first appearance on the screen, unexpectedly he is such an interesting person.

Thinking of this, Ming Lan smiled slightly: "Very good," she neatly put the tablet aside: "In that case, I will ask Director Qi to bring it to you after I am done modifying it."

"Thank you, Senior Ming Lan." An Cheng nodded sincerely to express his gratitude. He cherished everyone who truly appreciated him, and also thanked this person for his kindness.

Qi Yan, who was sitting next to him, lowered his eyes slightly, a trace of deep desolation flashed in his eyes, but because the movement was too subtle, no one could see clearly.

As a result of drinking afternoon tea, Ancheng started to have a stomachache. After all, he hadn't eaten well since noon. After all, he still didn't have the magical ability to be full after drinking a stomach, not to mention that Zhong Mingxi's body was originally Have a stomach problem.

Because the time spent in the afternoon was too long, so in the middle of the talk, Lian Qing went back first if he had something to do.

So much so that when he went out, he only felt his head dizzy and his stomach hurting.

An Cheng could still pretend nothing happened, if there wasn't someone talking to him all the time——

"Wait for me." Qi Yan's tone was very calm.

"Sorry Director Qi," An Cheng slightly wanted to frown, "Can I ask another day?"

Qi Yan's slender peach blossom eyes slightly turned to the side and glanced at him, and then smiled unexpectedly: "Are you pregnant?"

It could be heard that Qi Yan's sarcasm had no good intentions, but An Cheng still didn't have the strength to get angry, and just sighed slightly: "Director Qi just joked."

"I have something to ask you. You have two choices now. The first is to take my car back, and the second is to come over by yourself in half an hour." Qi Yan's tone was calm and slightly hazy, Every sentence is unquestionable.

An Cheng sighed and cursed from the bottom of his heart, then nodded calmly and said: "Then I'll be there in half an hour."

"Very good..." This place is already crowded with people. As a public figure, Qi Yan felt uncomfortable standing here. After taking a look at An Cheng, he put on his sunglasses and went straight to the underground garage.

The only one left, An Cheng, stood there for a long while, slowly holding back the disgusting feeling that his stomach was empty and liquid was flooding the river.

He desperately needs some warm food, but the food in this poor place is too expensive, so that eating one thing is equivalent to losing more than half a month's money.

Now that there is not enough capital, Ancheng still feels distressed.

Thinking of this, he prepared to go out a street to see if he could find a noodle shop to try his luck.

However, the feeling of stomach pain is too uncomfortable, not to mention that he was holding on before, and now that there is no one around him, An Cheng almost subconsciously slid down.

He cursed in his heart, then reached out and pressed the wall next to him, slowly closing his eyes so as not to be noticed by too many people.

No matter what Lian Qing was doing, there was only one person he could find.

An Cheng tried his best to fumble in his pocket, and finally grabbed the mobile phone, but he fell to the ground directly because of a stomachache.

He only felt that his whole mind was buzzing chaotically, so that the outstretched hand was several beats slower, and someone had already picked up his mobile phone.

An Cheng struggled to raise his head, and then saw a familiar face——

"Senior Mozhi."

Mo Zhi was followed by his assistants. He reached out to take off his sunglasses, then supported An Cheng in front of him, and called out his name accurately: "Zhong Mingxi, what's going on?"

"Mr. Mo..." The assistant behind him raised his watch anxiously, as if planning to say something.

"Call Ms. Zhong, I'm probably going to be back later, remember to apologize for me." Mo Zhi waved his hand as a gesture, and then led An Cheng inside to avoid the eyes of the public.

The assistant glanced at Ancheng, then subconsciously ran away to make a phone call.

An Cheng didn't intend to appear in front of anyone in such a distressed manner, and it was precisely because of this that the moment he saw Mo Zhi, he felt the blood in his whole body rushing up, and finally hovering in his mind became an irreconcilable chaos feel.

"Is it a stomachache?" Mo Zhi had just returned from Ancheng's funeral in the morning. This time, he came here for a secret date. Unexpectedly, he met the extremely embarrassed Zhong Mingxi. He supported Ancheng's shoulder with one hand, The other hand reached into the pocket to get the medicine.

"Yes..." An Cheng felt his teeth chattering.

When Mo Zhi heard his weak voice, his expression became more and more serious. He took the warm water handed over by his assistant and gave Ancheng some medicine. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll help him go upstairs to rest, and you guys can go buy some soup from Luyaoji's." , and bring some more noodles."

Hearing the assistant's response, Mo Zhi just carried An Cheng upstairs. An Cheng had completely lost the energy to speak this time, and felt that his whole body seemed to be swinging, with intermittent pain.

He went upstairs with Mo Zhi just like that, while inadvertently remembering what Qi Yan said before, and he didn't know how he would react if he missed the appointment this time.

Thinking of this, Ancheng felt more and more powerless in his heart, and even his expression became more and more ugly.

Fortunately, Mo Zhi was a kind man and didn't mind An Cheng's reaction, so he just sent him upstairs, found a familiar floor manager and asked for a room, and then unloaded him.

"Hello, rest for a while, and someone will deliver the food later." Mo Zhi stood beside him with a smile and said, "Let me tell you, I used to have a friend who was afraid of this and that. What happened?" They are all thoughtful, and it is because of this... Forget it."

As if thinking of something suddenly, Mo Zhi finally shook his head, and put on a wistful smile: "You have a rest."

An Cheng knew who he was talking about, but he had no choice but to play dumb.

He was lying on the bed, feeling the effect of the medicine gradually coming up, feeling a little drowsy, Ancheng struggled for a long time, but in the end he couldn't beat the hypnotic effect of the medicine, so he really fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Mo Zhi, who was next to him, looked at it in a daze, and finally shook his head helplessly, and called his assistant to watch, while he went downstairs for a date.

The outside is far from being so peaceful, because Qi Yan sees everything in his eyes.

Just as he was about to open the door and come down to look for Zhong Mingxi, he saw Mo Zhi who suddenly appeared, and it was precisely because of this that his movements slowed down a bit.

He could see clearly, Mo Zhi half-armed and half-hugged that person up little by little, his expression was considerate and gentle from the beginning to the end, even if they were so far away, he could see the subtle tacit understanding between the two.

Qi Yan's face was always calm, but he gripped the plastic bottle more and more tightly. He couldn't figure out why, so he simply blamed everything on Zhong Mingxi.Maybe it's called possessiveness?If that person slept in his own bed, then he was his own person, and he would not tolerate even a little bit of other people's meddling.

He just watched Zhong Mingxi and Mo Zhi go upstairs step by step, his face became more and more gloomy.

However, when he turned his eyes away, he happened to see a more subtle scene——

There are reporters taking pictures, presumably for the good news of tomorrow.

Qi Yan turned the steering wheel, and for the first time he was troubled from the bottom of his heart, and from the beginning to the end, his face was full of incomprehensible predation.