Rebirth of the King

Facts have proved that no matter what time it is, never underestimate the power of entertainment tabloids, because on the second day An Cheng returned home, Lian Qing called him in the morning by bombing——

"What's the relationship between you and King Mo Zhi Mo?"

An Cheng felt dizzy, but sat up in shock when he heard the sound: "What report did you see?"

"You're in a bit of trouble," Lian Qing said firmly on the opposite side, with obvious anxiety: "No matter what happened to you yesterday, but from the photos, Mo Tianwang hugged you, and it is said that he even kissed the beautiful woman because of you. appointment."

An Cheng now finally understands the horror of the entertainment tabloids. He recalled that when he was auditioning, he had happily glanced at the [-] tabloids, but now he fell on himself like this.

"I had a stomachache yesterday..." After thinking about it, An Cheng sighed, "Okay, what's the company's attitude now?"

"I don't have an attitude yet, you know, today is the weekend," Lian Qing said calmly over there: "Then now, Mingxi, where are you?"

That's right... An Cheng sighed, he was just Zhong Mingxi, a young actor who was not yet famous.

He is not the film emperor An Cheng who was reprimanded by Gu Xuan at the beginning, because An Cheng is dead, there will be no such stupid person in this world.

There was a layer of indifference between his brows, and the bottom of his heart suddenly became too clear.

Presumably, all kinds of things yesterday have been seen by that Qi Yan, no wonder he didn't call to find himself again, thinking of this, An Cheng simply said: "You don't have to worry, I will find a way to solve it," he said, After thinking about it, he slowed down and added, "I'm at home, don't worry."

After speaking, Ancheng hung up the phone.

Crisis public relations are very important, especially at the moment, he has no confidence that the company will keep him.

After all, with Zhong Mingxi's current state, it is not worth the company's efforts for him at all, not to mention that this time he actually dragged Mo Zhi with a good reputation, he couldn't think of what expression he should use to face Mo Zhi , that is a person who has never had any taint, but this time he was directly questioned by the gossip tabloids about his sexual orientation.

As Mo Zhi's close friend in his previous life, no one knows Mo Zhi's straight male attributes better than An Cheng, but right now he can't think of a way to drag this man out.

Just because he is Zhong Mingxi, not An Cheng.

Thinking of this, the hand that was about to dial Mo Zhi's number paused slightly, and called Qi Yan directly.

The private number I asked a few days ago was helpful this time. When An Cheng called, he just remembered a serious question. At this time, most people should still be asleep, right?

Unexpectedly, the phone was answered very quickly, and when he heard Qi Yansu's indifferent and cold voice, An Cheng also felt a little calm in his heart for a moment: "Director Qi, it's me, Zhong Mingxi. "

"I know," the voice over there was still icy cold, almost without any emotion, and even a little ironic: "Why, you seem to be very satisfied now that you have climbed into Mo Tianwang's bed, is it possible? Are you going to tell me that you are very dedicated, and you started to cultivate a tacit understanding in advance and accidentally cultivated it on the bed?"

"Director Qi..." An Cheng sighed in his heart, he just felt that this phone call was really stupid, and he took it upon himself to humiliate himself, "Forget it, I'm bothering you."

He put down half of his mobile phone, when he heard a sudden voice from over there: "Zhong Mingxi."

Hesitating for a while, Ancheng lifted the phone to his ear, tried to hold his breath, and heard a still cold voice from over there, but he became calmer: "I will deal with this matter." , don’t forget before the show, don’t give me any trouble.”

An Cheng was stunned here, if he followed his original idea, he originally planned to make some sacrifices, after all, there is no business in this world that does not need to be paid, not to mention that the person over there is that Qi Yan.

However, when Qi Yan agreed so readily, he also had an unbelievable feeling.

"Thank you, Director Qi." An Cheng said.

"In exchange," Qi Yan chuckled, for some reason, An Cheng felt strangely that this person seemed to be in a good mood: "During the set, you have recently been in charge of keeping an eye on Gu Xuan."

An Cheng was stunned.

"Do you understand?" Qi Yan asked impatiently.

An Cheng nodded immediately: "I understand."

Qi Yan cut off the phone without mercy.

Fortunately, after An Cheng made the phone call, he completely lost his mind, and spread his slender legs a little over there, thinking about the ins and outs of the matter.

The matter this time is very simple, that is, the matter between him and Mo Zhi was photographed and then passed on.However, what he couldn't figure out was Qi Yan's attitude. If he had already seen it clearly yesterday, why bother to sell his favor today?

Could this be the so-called play hard to get?An Cheng smiled wryly, always feeling that Qi Yan seemed to disdain such methods.

However, at this moment, the phone rang again, An Cheng picked it up and picked it up immediately: "Director Qi?"

"Where are you?" Qi Yan's voice was extremely calm, with a hint of laziness.

Such a voice was really tempting, it almost made Ancheng swallow his saliva, and he suddenly remembered who the person opposite was: "Ah, I'm at home."

"Don't go out at noon, remember to ask your little assistant to bring you meals." Qi Yan said, and then cut off the phone again.

An Cheng shook his head, suddenly felt a little funny, even the "beep" hang up sound was a little awkward.

He thought of this, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, the temperature around his lips was still cool.

Lian Qing had already told him that she couldn't go out all day today, but this stupid girl completely forgot one thing, what would Ancheng eat if she didn't go out?

You can't really eat the wind and drink the dew, and then become immortals, right?

An Cheng gave a wry smile, and then wondered if he should call Lian Qing.

Lian Qing's phone was turned off...

An Cheng frowned, feeling that the sky was going to kill him. It would be fine if An Cheng didn't go out for a day in the past, but now Zhong Ming Xiwu only has snacks in his room, and he has a delicate stomach.

Thinking of this, Ancheng called Lian Qing without giving up, and it turned off as expected.

Ancheng thought for a while, and then began to look through Zhong Mingxi's address book helplessly.

Turning from A to Z, there is no acquaintance at all, and it would be bad if someone notices if you speak rashly, An Cheng thought, and simply called the only possible savior in extreme distress——

"Director Qi, it's me."

The voice over there made An Cheng completely startled: "Who are you?"

Ancheng hesitated for a moment, he didn't expect that there was still someone who could answer Qi Yan's call, so he immediately apologized categorically: "I made a mistake."

"No...you are here to look for Director Qi, so you did not make a mistake," the man chuckled, as if having some fun: "Brother, someone is looking for you."

When Qi Yan answered the phone, he cursed in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Sure enough, he was swallowing clouds again, An Cheng scoffed at such a lazy habit in his heart, and then asked politely: "Director Qi, can you help me get something to eat?"

There was a tossing sound over there, Ancheng listened here for a long time but couldn't understand why, so he simply asked again: "Director Qi?"

"It's okay," Qi Yan finally said, his voice was a little heavy, with a bit of sullen meaning: "I just turned on the amplifier, Zhong Mingxi, you don't even have a takeaway?"

Ever since the delivery incident happened last time, Ancheng really never dared to order any takeout, but Qi Yan asked him, but he couldn't tell the whole story, so he could only shake his head and ask, "Director Qi, is it okay?"

That voice already had a hint of resignation, and Qi Yan suddenly remembered the appearance of this little thing on the bed, and the anger just now disappeared inexplicably: "You wait at home."

It was a concise sentence, but Ancheng never thought of what was waiting for him.

Because Qi Yan's phone rang right outside his door.

"I know the reporter below, and they have already been transferred, you and I will go." Qi Yan's tone was very calm, his peach blossom eyes were raised slightly, and he still held a half-finished cigarette in his hand.

"Oh, thank you, Director Qi." An Cheng nodded, and then walked out the door.

Qi Yan seemed to be slightly startled: "Why don't you ask? Are you afraid that I will sell you?"

An Cheng didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he went straight to him with this strength and smiled lowly: "Sell me at this time, Director Qi is willing?"

For some reason, Qi Yan, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, really felt his breath was slightly suffocated, and his man's nature instantly gained the upper hand, and his tone became a little hoarse: "I really don't want to part with him."

He gently pressed and tugged An Cheng's arm, and then dragged him into the house. After thinking about it, he seemed unsafe, so he directly dragged him to the parking lot downstairs.

"I'm clear, Zhong Mingxi, you owe me a favor." Qi Yan leaned against the elevator wall with ease, with a slightly narrow expression on his face.

This appearance still looks really seductive, but it's a pity that Zhong Mingxi doesn't have half a point of advantage in that aspect, so this kind of temptation has become a useless temptation.

An Cheng cursed in his heart, and was forced to raise his head by Qi Yanban, accepting an aggressive kiss.

"Monitoring..." This lunatic who can be in heat at any time.

"Even if I want you now, no one dares to shoot, you think I'm you?" Qi Yan sneered, trying to deepen the kiss.

However, at this moment, the elevator door opened.