Rebirth of the King

Although it was a bit embarrassing and shameful, Ancheng had to admit that his heart, which had been hanging for a long time, slowly calmed down the moment he saw Qi Yan, with a reassuring heartbeat.

It was only at this time that he realized it later, his empty stomach once again sang empty plans, with an unbearable colic.

Qi Yan walked over indifferently, leaned over and untied his shackles almost indifferently, and then cursed in a low voice: "Didn't you know you would get stomach problems?" Qi Yan's expression was very cold: "What if your stomach is broken? Filming?"

An Cheng: "...I see."

"As for you," Qi Yan stood up, standing tall, and sneered with an absolute sense of oppression: "I have already called the police, you should wait here to file a case."

"Director Qi..." Gu Xuan's complexion paled instantly, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "Qi Yan, you can't do this to me!"

Qi Yan was indifferent.

Gu Xuan rushed over almost uncontrollably, and grabbed Qi Yan's hand: "Are you planning to forget all the previous relationships?"

Qi Yan slowly pulled out his fingers, with a half-smile on his face: "Do you have the nerve to use this kind of Xiaoyan's lines on me? Gu Xuan, why are you living more and more back?"

Gu Xuan's eyes were almost filled with tears, he paused for a while before saying: "Director Qi, if you do this, my acting career will be completely ruined."

"Yo," Qi Yan smiled, pointed the cigarette with his slender fingers, thought for a while and then put it down, as if he was concerned about the extremely weak Ancheng next to him, he simply said slowly: "It's just like you, you are ashamed to mention it." What acting career? You've already ruined my film, so get out of my sight as soon as possible, and don't force me to find reporters to take turns reporting."

His expression was too cold, almost showing no sympathy.

Gu Xuan finally understood that the heart of a person like Qi Yan is actually made of stone, and it is impossible for him to seize the top position in this life without taking some disadvantages.

It's also because he once overestimated himself so much that he actually believed in Qi Yan's sincerity.

Qi Yan just looked at him indifferently, as if he was watching a joke, or an ant.

When the police came, Qi Yan was looking at the cold rice on the ground with disgust: "Why didn't you eat it before?"

Ancheng moved his numb wrist: "I'm afraid of being poisoned."

"Fart," Qi Yan said with extremely sharp eyes, "You want to use that fool's sympathy to let you go."

An Cheng smiled wryly, this person seemed to be able to read his thoughts easily without any effort at all.

"Tomorrow, I won't be reporting on the set, and I just want to reconsider your role." Qi Yan said lightly.

An Cheng was a little dazed, he glanced at Qi Yan, and asked cautiously: "Actually, I'm still healthy, I just need to eat more when I go back today."

Qi Yan's peach blossom eyes were a little cold, and he looked over with a half-smile.

Ancheng immediately changed his words: "I'll ask a doctor for an infusion."

"Forget it, you," Qi Yan snorted, "I mean, let's see if you can take the role of the male lead, what the hell are you talking about here?"

An Cheng was stunned.

Qi Yan stood up, and stretched out his hand to pull Ancheng up: "Zhong Mingxi, I like you, so you can do it well for me. Look in the circle, whoever I liked didn't become a movie king in the end?" Actress?"

Ancheng was speechless, he only knew that this great director was very playful, and that there was no pressure to take all men and women.

As if seeing his careful thinking, Qi Yan simply smiled, and caught a glimpse of Lian Qing rushing over from the corner of his eyes: "Come over to report the day after tomorrow, and think about other things later."

An Cheng was overjoyed, and simply laughed out of his stomach: "Thank you, Director Qi."

"No need." Qi Yan waved his hands and casually walked out with his pockets in his pockets, and when he reached the door, he held on to the door frame and coughed.

Stretching out his hand to signal Lian Qing not to speak first, An Cheng asked with some doubts: "Director Qi?"

"Old problem, it has nothing to do with you." Qi Yan didn't care at all, and walked outside.

Lian Qing looked at Ancheng from left to right for a long while, and finally sighed flatly: "Fortunately nothing happened, I'm sorry Mingxi, I shouldn't be late this morning."

"It's not your problem," An Cheng said helplessly, reaching out to touch Lian Qing's head habitually: "My own problem, I went out too early and was plotted against."

With Lianqing's savvy, it is impossible to be late at any time. The only possibility is that she came on time, and I was anxious at the time, so I went out 10 minutes earlier.

Lian Qing rubbed An Cheng's wrist carefully, then glanced at the ointment next to him with some doubts: "Eh? Who gave it to you, it's said to be very useful."

Ancheng stared at the ointment with no Chinese characters on it for a while, and finally shook his head and laughed: "Bruise injury ointment, right? I rubbed it myself later, my wrist is a little swollen."

"I'll come, I'll come!" Lian Qing rolled up his arms, rolled up his sleeves, thought for a while and then stopped: "I brought you porridge, first pad your stomach, otherwise you will have a stomachache again."

Ancheng felt warm from the bottom of his heart. In fact, being a starlet is good for being a starlet, because everyone around him is sincere, there are not so many benefits, and there are not so many false feelings and hypocrisy.

Looking at the tube of ointment again, Ancheng shook his head helplessly, wanting to laugh.

Arriving at the set on the third day, Ancheng saw Qi Yan swearing.

When he scolded, his eyebrows were cold, and he almost wanted to step people into the dust directly. The one being scolded was a young actor, obviously a young man who had just debuted. At this moment, he was startled and almost cried.

An Cheng looked helpless, and simply walked over and asked, "Director Qi, I'm here."

"Oh," Qi Yan didn't let go of his anger, and simply raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Is this a hero who came to save the beauty? Who, why don't you hurry up and thank your brother Zhong."

The little actor looked bewildered, and was almost frightened mad by Qi Yan.

An Cheng sighed and tried to relieve the siege: "Director Qi, I'm sorry I haven't come to report these days."

"..." Qi Yan lost his temper, and simply leaned over there, squinting his eyes like an emperor: "I let you do it, what the hell are you talking about here? Go make up."

He didn't mention the matter of the male number one, and An Cheng couldn't say it himself, so he politely asked Sister Liu to put on Xiangzi's makeup, and when he rushed back, he saw Qi Yan talking with Gu Ling there.

He shuddered slightly in his heart, and immediately remembered the incident of Gu Xuan's entry, and then remembered what Gu Ling had said before and the silent media, and felt a little ominous in his heart for no reason.

"Gu*oss came here in person this time, so it's probably not a good thing." Lian Qing said in a low voice while fanning An Cheng.

Sure enough, not long after, Qi Yan waved to the head with a cold face: "Xiao Zhong, come here."

An Cheng stood up, feeling that the storm was about to come.