Rebirth of the King

Too many emotions need a way to vent, and at this moment, the only way is this person in front of me.

Qi Yan's breathing became disordered, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked a bit sexy like a mature man.

For some reason, Ancheng suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and he just looked at the person in front of him like that, until Qi Yan gently kissed his abrupt collarbone, softly whispering, Qi Yan calmly judged: "Too thin, follow me , I will make up for you."

An Cheng tried his best to push up a little, and looked down at Qi Yan with the strength of his arms: "If I remember correctly, I have been with Director Qi for a long time."

"It used to be Zhong Mingxi, but now it's Ancheng." Qi Yan smiled slightly, full of meaning in his smile, but also with a hint of leisurely banter.

Old God Ancheng nodded on the ground: "What's the difference?"

"What's the difference..." Qi Yan lay down on the sofa, gently supporting his head with his hands, and lazily said, "It's Ancheng who can disturb me."

An Cheng looked at the sudden distance, as if the ambiguity in the air gradually dissipated with the distance.

He smiled helplessly, and didn't know how true Qi Yan's words were, so he gave the food over with a wry smile: "Eat."

"Does that agreement still count?" Qi Yan suddenly asked, his long and narrow eyes narrowed a bit.

Ancheng didn't know how to answer, it seemed that everything he said was wrong at this moment, so he shook his head and nodded again: "It was Zhong Mingxi who signed the contract of sale with you, and now it's me, it shouldn't count Bar?"

The look between Qi Yan's eyebrows disappeared completely, and finally he put down the bowl silently.

An Cheng knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he didn't say any more.

Qi Yan looked at Ancheng for a long time, and finally stood up indifferently: "I came today, just want to tell you one thing, what happened last time, thank you."

Such a simple, but also very similar to a word of farewell.

An Cheng didn't know what to say.

Both of them are overly proud people, not used to bowing down, not used to being subdued.But it is very difficult for two equally proud people to get together, not to mention that there were too many knots between them.

Whether it's the love rival relationship in the previous life, or the initial bad relationship in this life, it is enough to cut off everything that is extremely fragile between them.

Qi Yan waited for Ancheng to speak, but Ancheng had nothing to say.

After waiting for An Cheng's reply for a long time, Qi Yan just sneered, then reached out and took off his clothes, and walked towards the door in silence.

An Cheng knew well that Qi Yan was waiting for him, but what should he say?

"Director Qi..." The moment Qi Yan's hand touched the door, Ancheng finally opened his mouth. Seeing Qi Yan's back stopped, Ancheng smiled wryly, "Thank you for treating me with respect."

Qi Yan had a mean mouth, smiled habitually, turned around and said, "How about a promise with your body?"

An Cheng was silent again.

As if aware of the strangeness of the atmosphere, Qi Yan simply leaned on the door and said, "What I want to tell you is that I want to start over with you."

His tone was calm and gentle, and An Cheng couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard it.

In the end, An Cheng still smiled: "Thank you Director Qi."

No matter what happened, there is still no way to deny what happened, Ancheng still can't do it after all, to let go of everything and walk with this person lightly.

It's like a landmine that was once planted, and one day it will explode between two people. Their relationship is too fragile to withstand all these tests.What's more, it's not just talking about everything again.

Whether it was Gu Xuan in the past, or Zhong Mingxi now.They are all smart people, so they all understand.

The best way is to stop everything completely before it erupts.

Although it hurts, there is nothing you can do.

Before waiting for Ancheng's reply, Qi Yan nodded lightly: "It's okay," his voice was indifferent, just like the first time he saw him: "This time the turmoil has subsided, and I will let Lao Zhu sign you to Jingyu according to the previous agreement." , with An Tianwang's ability, it must not be a problem to do well in Jingyu."

Ancheng was a little surprised, Qi Yan had never been a person who would compromise in his impression, so he could only nod his head and said, "Thank you, Director Qi."

Qi Yan didn't say anything else, but just glanced at An Cheng lightly, the eyes were deep and abnormal, but An Cheng couldn't think about what he meant, so he could only pretend to be confused and obediently send him out the door, and when he closed the door again , I feel that the whole person is a little exhausted.

Qi Yan is a person who puts too much psychological pressure on people. It has to be said that Ancheng almost lost his armor when the kiss crossed the border.

He couldn't resist Qi Yan, whether it was physical or psychological, it seemed that it had become a deep-rooted habit.

Even if it is doomed, it has already become a foregone conclusion.

An Cheng leaned against the head of the bed silently, a wry smile escaped from the corner of his lips, his heart was empty, like the air that suddenly became cold.

It seems that his love life has always been very difficult, no matter what life it is.

Not long after, the phone rang, and when he heard the familiar ringtone, An Cheng was slightly startled, and it really was Lian Qing.

The little girl at the other end seemed a little timid, but this was the first time he heard Lian Qing's voice in such a long time: "Mingxi..."

Ancheng sighed: "I don't know what you mean by calling me now, Lian Qing."

Lian Qing almost cried when she heard these words. She was used to Zhong Mingxi's gentleness and trust, but this was the first time she heard such a voice without leaving any room: "Did you hear some rumors, or..."

"Lian Qing," An Cheng interrupted Lian Qing, he smiled slightly and said, "If I were you, I would choose to ask the company for a transfer instead of calling me at this time."

Lian Qing was silent for a while, and then said: "I didn't betray you," she seemed to feel that An Cheng was going to hang up the phone, and her voice was a little anxious: "Although I went to see Mr. Gu, but I have not betrayed you, please believe me!"

An Cheng had nothing to say, he hung up the phone, in this special period, he didn't want to make any further disturbances.

In the past, he was planted on soft-heartedness, and in this life, he could never repeat the same mistakes and mistrust others.

The next day, Zhong Mingxi was signed away by Jingyu Media, the leader of the entertainment industry.

At the same time, Jingyu Media directly paid all the liquidated damages, and at the same time disclosed Ning Zetian as Zhong Mingxi's new agent.

This can be said to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and Zhong Mingxi once again became a figure in the forefront, just because Ning Zetian is the ace manager of Jingyu Media, and all the artists trained/trained by him in the past have become famous. A brother and a sister of Jingyu.

And Zhong Mingxi just took over the filming of "Don't Forget", which has not yet been released, so why has it had such a big influence?Can Jingyu Media be so optimistic?

The eyes of the media are always discerning. The first time they saw this incident, they turned their attention to Qi Yan behind him.

If this matter has nothing to do with Qi Yan, then it really is hell.

Qi Yan didn't show up at all, and later, news came from Jingyu that Qi Yan had already gone on vacation, looking for someone?Let's wait a few years, maybe this uncle will come back.

For this news, Ancheng didn't mind at all at first, after all, generally speaking, with Qi Yan's habits, it is quite possible to block the media's mouth like this.

But when he saw Ning Zetian in the afternoon, Ancheng realized that the news seemed to be true, but in just one day, this person completely disappeared from the public eye.

He booked the first flight to France this morning and was gone.

He does his own thing without regard to the consequences, which really resembles Qi Yan's temperament.

An Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Under Ning Zetian's hands, Ancheng just discovered the trump card of the trump card manager——

"The voice is not good, the face is average, especially now that the body is too thin to take on the big role," Ning Zetian looked thin, but he commented very enthusiastically, he stretched out his hand and patted An Cheng's face unceremoniously. shoulder, pinched his waist and legs, and then curled his lips and said: "If it were me, I would definitely not let you play Qian Yingsheng."

...It's a good thing it's not you.

Rao thought so much, but Ancheng had to admit that what Ning Zetian said was actually right.

People who are too skinny in the entertainment industry can't take on big responsibilities. After all, many characters look too thin, so they can't perform that kind of character.

However, what Ning Zetian said below made Ancheng almost fall to the ground, because he wrote a few strokes in a few strokes, and then handed it to Ancheng: "Training plan."

Ancheng took a look at the exaggerated training programs and time above, and felt that if he really practiced, he could become a national athlete.

He thought for a while before asking: "If you develop too many muscles, will it not conform to the standard image of Orientals?" He felt a bit like a burly guy in an American action movie.

Ning Zetian glanced at him indifferently: "Do you think you can develop too many muscles?"

"Maybe..." An Cheng was a little terrified by his gaze, and felt that this person and Qi Yan were a bit similar.

Ning Zetian patted him on the shoulder with a half-smile: "Very good, then start practicing today, and I will remind you to stop in time."

...Ancheng is dead, and burnt paper for something.

Ever since he switched to Jingyu Media and Ning Zetian as the manager, it seemed that his time had become particularly fulfilling all of a sudden. Ancheng wished he could come 24 hours a day, it was simply exhausting.

It was precisely because of this that even though he was at his old club, he didn't have much time to meet old friends.

Until one day, I ran into Mo Zhi who came to the company to pick up things.

Mo Zhi glanced at An Cheng, and smiled in surprise: "Long time no see."

An Cheng nodded, with joy overflowing between his brows and eyes: "Senior, long time no see."

"Is your stomach problem better recently?" Mo Zhi asked carefully, picking up the important ones first.

"Thank you senior, it's much better." An Cheng thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Zhi looked at him for a while, and then asked: "By the way, have you heard about Director Qi?"

An Cheng heard the familiar name, but his expression didn't change at all, what's the matter with Qi Yan?Could it be another affair in France?He was thinking a little bored, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

Letting go with his own hands, but still unable to let go, this feeling made him angry, but there was nothing he could do.

Seemingly seeing An Cheng's ignorance, Mo Zhi said in a low voice despite being surprised: "He fell ill and is recuperating in France now."

An Cheng raised his eyes.

"What disease?" An Cheng calmed down before asking.

Mo Zhi looked at him for a while, and then whispered: "If you don't know, maybe I shouldn't tell you that Director Qi has been having some minor health problems, and he used traditional Chinese medicine to take care of him, but this time he seems to be unable to suppress it. "

For no reason, An Cheng remembered the bad habit of that person not eating on time when they were together, and smoking when he had nothing to do, so he could only remain silent.

Mo Zhi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, Director Qi... that's just that temperamental."

He thought that An Cheng was unhappy because of Qi Yan's concealment, so he didn't think about it at all.

Naturally, An Cheng couldn't see through it, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Mo."

"You don't have to be so polite," Mo Zhi said with a smile, "When are you free, let's go out for a meal together?"

"Okay." An Cheng smiled, but began to be a little absent-minded.

From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ning Zetian walking this way, Mo Zhi said hello, and went downstairs.

But Ning Zetian stopped beside Ancheng: "Aren't you going back?"

Ancheng smiled wryly: "Could it be that you have to work overtime?"

"Nothing," Ning Zetian twitched his lips, "If you don't go home, I still have an appointment, so I don't have time to correct my singing skills here with you."

These days, Jingyu Media doesn't know what to think, but they just put together three boys who are half-sized and small, and they want to appear on the "Youth Boys" program.

Ancheng knew the meaning of the company, but he couldn't figure out how he got the word youth. This old body is 40 to [-] years old, and there is no way to call it youth anyway.What's more, in the previous life, An Cheng also made a living from acting skills, but now he wants to become an all-around entertainer. An Cheng feels his voice is tight and empty when he sings and dances, and he has no way to control his voice.

Originally, I wanted to ask Mo Zhi when I saw him, but I didn't expect that Mo Zhi would mess him up with a word this time.

No matter how unhappy he is, he still has to admit it.

Ancheng's thoughts were disturbed when he heard that Qi Yan fell ill.

Ning Zetian looked at An Cheng who was silent for a long time, then leaned against the wall and smiled lazily, "Let me tell you, if you can advance this time, the next shoot of Young Boys will be in France."

Ancheng's mind moved slightly, not joy, but a slight shock.

He stood up straight and sighed: "Sorry, I will work harder."

"You didn't say that to me." Ning Zetian showed his signature devilish smile, and looked at An Cheng with meaningful eyes, but met a pair of pure eyes. He was startled, and simply smiled Laughed and left.

Only at this time can Ancheng truly think about his own feelings.

There are some things that he can't face, so he chooses to escape. Now that he thinks about it carefully, escape may not be the best solution.

Qi Yan fell ill, when did it happen?If the exact time must be calculated, it may be the day after their breakup.

In any case, you shouldn't be sentimental, but right now, Ancheng has no choice but to include their breakup, just for this point alone, it's unethical to stay out of it completely.

Qi Yan...

The next day's training continued as usual.

The three of them need to cultivate a tacit understanding for future tasks, so most of the time they are together now, they just don't live together directly.

The other two with An Cheng, one is Liao Yongji, who has a pleasing round face, a bit small, and the other is Zhu Bai.

Zhu Bai didn't talk much on weekdays, and most of the time he just completed the assigned tasks, and disappeared when he was done, and didn't even eat with the two of them.

I just heard that Zhu Bai is the son of the boss of Jingyu Media, and everyone usually takes care of him.

Ancheng didn't mind these at all, he could only focus on the daily tasks in front of him, whether it was practicing vocals or dancing, he had to try his best to do his best.

This is the only way he must go, if he wants to regain the kingship.

Ning Zetian could see An Cheng's hard work, he was almost the first to come and the last to leave, spending almost every day in the practice room.

Only Ancheng himself understands that he was on the road of acting before, and that road was not as good as he is today when he broke through that road. Today, he has no name and power, and the best way is to stand out in the company's arrangement.Even if he had once teased Qi Yan about being next to a big tree to enjoy the shade, he didn't have the heart to find another one.

"Your body is too stiff," Ning Zetian said suddenly, and then reached out and patted An Cheng's shoulder: "When you sing, don't feel like you are acting, just let go."

An Cheng was startled, he was indeed imitating the way he acted, and he was caught by the person in front of him without thinking.

Ning Zetian stood with his arms folded and watched, and shook his head after a while: "Zhong Mingxi."

"Yes." An Cheng sighed.

"You should go back to acting, I think you are very comfortable acting." Ning Zetian's eyes were a little cold, but also a little helpless: "You are too inferior to others in this, I don't recommend you to be an all-round artist." this road."

An Cheng knew it well.

"That's the end of this matter," Ning Zetian resolutely said: "Tomorrow I will apply to the company for a replacement, and then I will pick a few good scripts for you, now go back and rest."

An Cheng took off the earphone from the other ear and watched Ning Zetian walk away step by step.

It seems that some decision has been completely settled, and there is no longer any uneasy thoughts.

He couldn't go to France, let alone go to see a doctor justifiably.

The house was still empty. When An Cheng returned home, he subconsciously glanced at his phone. The phone was blank, with no messages or missed calls.

An Cheng felt that he seemed to have lost his temper recently, and his whole body was a little lazy, and he didn't want to move when he leaned on the bed.

I don't know how long it took before he resisted the feeling of emptiness in his stomach and got up to make himself a mouthful of noodle soup. There was no taste at all in his mouth, as if he had a blank mind right now.

Habit is a terrible thing, it is like tarsal maggots, there is no reason, no solution.

After a long silence, he finally picked up his mobile phone and dialed the very familiar number in his memory. It seemed that after a long wait, the other end finally connected, and an unfamiliar sentence came: "Hello."

"Hello, is this Director Qi?" An Cheng tried his best to make his voice sound calm and open.

The other end was silent for a long time, and finally said: "No."

The phone was hung up.

An Cheng held the phone in silence for a while, then showed an indifferent smile.

It seemed that everything, along with the blind tone at the end of the phone call, turned into the dust of the years and disappeared without a trace.

On the second day, he was still that Ancheng, the invulnerable Ancheng.

"This is the script that can be obtained recently," Ning Zetian is worthy of being an ace agent. Everything is extremely efficient. He put a stack of things in front of Ancheng, and said lightly: "I personally recommend This one, directed by Ji Xianxian, even though he is the second male lead, is quite popular."

"Director Ji's drama?" An Cheng's heart moved slightly: "I remember Director Ji doesn't pick up newcomers very much."

"Director Ji watched the clip of "Mo Zhi" before, and thought your acting skills were very good, so he was considering giving you the role of the second male lead. By the way, the second male lead died in this drama." Ning Zetian frowned. frown.

To be honest, Ancheng actually likes the tragic ending. After all, he can earn enough tears from the audience, which is equivalent to adding a key point to himself. Coupled with his acting skills, it is easy to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Ji Xiansheng likes costume dramas the most. Thinking of this, Ancheng flipped through them, and then showed a somewhat hesitant expression: "Is it a modern script?"

Ning Zetian crossed his arms and smiled, "What do you think?"

"It's nothing." An Cheng smiled, "I thought Director Ji liked costume dramas."

"A rare modern script," Ning Zetian pulled the script out of his hand and flipped through it, before saying calmly: "The first half of the filming took place in Beijing, then went to Hangzhou, and the last part was in France. It's pretty good."

For a short while, Ancheng hadn't seen the filming location yet, and that's why, when he heard about the place that he had been dreaming of these days, he couldn't help being shocked.

Ning Zetian kept staring at him, as if he wanted to catch his expression in his eyes.

After a while, An Cheng just reached out to take the script and said with a faint smile, "Since that's the case, then it will be troublesome."

His calm attitude made Ning Zetian a little annoyed for no reason, and he didn't know who he was doing for, so he just sneered, turned around and left.

An Cheng closed his eyes, he could clearly see Ning Zetian's attitude, he was simply unhappy for Qi Yan.

Too often, Ancheng felt that he didn't owe Qi Yan anything, whether it was Qi Yan's maintenance or honesty, he actually paid it back in the end.

It's just that some things are still missing, and it's not clear.

But there is no way.

When Ning Zetian called Qi Yan, he was standing in the company's office. Fortunately, the place is soundproof, and the door is locked, and he is not afraid of people rushing in without looking.

After three rings, Qi Yan got through to the other end: "What?" It was a familiar lazy voice, with some indifference and coolness.

"Zhong Mingxi is taking over the director of Season [-], and I heard that he will go to France to shoot the scene first," Ning Zetian said, "Are you considering coming back after taking the exam?"

The other end was silent for a long time, and finally sneered coldly: "Do you think I have any relationship with Zhong Mingxi?"

"Yes." Ning Zetian was categorical. Hearing the silence on the other end for a long time, he simply finished speaking: "He is an actor, and he went to learn to sing because of you, just to lose his youth..."

With a bang, the phone on the other end was hung up, and it was Qi Yan's cold and thin temper as usual.

Ning Zetian was stunned for a while, and finally smiled indifferently with the corners of his lips twitched.

Very good, Qi Yan, you have the guts to put down my phone and don't let me watch your little things!

It is simply discrimination.

To be honest, there is actually no suspense about winning the script of Season Derived.During the audition, it was basically a cutscene. Director Ji's appreciation for Zhong Mingxi was almost beyond words, and he only said some precautions symbolically, and asked people to come to the crew to report the next day.

It was only then that Ancheng realized that the crew was short of such a role, and he was just waiting for him to take up the post.

He has nothing to repay for such trust, and can only work harder on the script, trying to clarify the character of the new character in a short time.

The character he will play this time is called Lin Qingyuan, and he is a typical second male lead in the script. The only difference from the other scripts is that this Lin Qingyuan is a patient with severe schizophrenia.

During the audition, An Cheng played the role of two personality changes, and it is precisely because of the continuous change of personality that this role is actually very difficult to grasp.

Rao An Cheng, who has taken on too many dramas in his previous life, can only work hard to settle his mind down and ponder over it.

Even so, he knew it well, and at this moment his mind was a little messed up.

Qi Yan had never betrayed him, but the forced obsession became a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't convince himself to walk with him peacefully no matter what.

It's just that some things have already penetrated into the bone marrow.

Human willpower is limited, An Cheng silently put down the script, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Even if rationality tells him that he can't just ignore everything like this, his emotions break through the line of defense time and time again, telling him that he should go and see Qi Yan.

After all, that person is also the person I have involved the most in my life.

The biggest advantage of the new drama is the first point is the appreciation of the season director, and the second point is... Yan Qinglian is also there.

It's just that at this moment, Ancheng no longer knows whether Yan Qinglian's presence is a good thing or a bad thing, he just feels that Yan Qinglian's eyes are full of searching, which caught him off guard.

When I arrived at the set the next day, I was told that the plane flew directly to France in the afternoon.

Ning Zetian folded his arms and looked at An Cheng, who was obviously depressed, with a smile that was not a smile: "Are you planning to cosplay the national treasure?"

An Cheng could only smile wryly: "I drank too much coffee yesterday."

"Sleeping on the plane, there was still a day of jet lag in the past, and we must recover at this stage." Ning Zetian said coolly, and then personally urged An Cheng to go back and pack his things.

"Accordingly, if you are going to go abroad for filming the next day, you should notify in advance anyway." Sitting in the car, An Cheng said suddenly.

Ning Zetian's fingers holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and he said indifferently after a long while; "It was my dereliction of duty."

An Cheng turned his head to look at the person, and seeing Ning Zetian's calm expression, he settled down three points in his heart, and finally smiled indifferently: "You are Director Qi's."

"Don't be so full of words," Ning Zetian stopped the car firmly, reached out and opened the safety lock: "Go down and collect your things, there are some things that you should not worry about."

"Ning Zetian." An Cheng said indifferently.

This was the first time he called Ning Zetian's name, with some warning meaning, cold and calm.

Ning Zetian felt that the person next to him seemed to have changed suddenly. It was no longer the peaceful Zhong Mingxi who smiled at everyone, but another soul that he could not control.

He sneered for such a thought, then nodded and said, "Why?"

"No matter who you take orders from, I hope you remember that you are mine now." After An Cheng said this, he gave Ning Zetian a meaningful look, then opened the car door and walked out without looking back.

Ning Zetian sat there in a daze for a while, then gave a low laugh, and reached out to open the car window for air: "It's interesting."

An Cheng packs things up very quickly, perhaps because he often went out to take pictures in his previous life, he has already become a regular at packing up and saluting.

An Cheng stuffed the things into the only red box with a blank expression, thinking with some headaches that there should be an extra expense.

When An Cheng came down, Ning Zetian had already adjusted his expression, and even got out of the car and opened the trunk for someone: "Let me do it."

Ancheng didn't make a sound, he stuffed the box in by himself, and then sat in the co-pilot's seat: "What time is the plane?"

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, there is still a while, what should I eat?" Ning Zetian asked.

"Let's go to the airport first." Ancheng didn't want to leave a bad impression on others.

Ning Zetian didn't make a sound, but just drove the car directly to the airport expressway.

After a long silence, An Cheng asked calmly, "How is Director Qi doing now?"

Ning Zetian kept silent, Ancheng smiled lowly, looked out the window and said indifferently: "I'm going to France right now, I must have Director Qi's intention to accept this film."

He changed a sentence that was clearly a question into a statement, Ning Zetian was slightly taken aback, but he could only nod his head and said: "There is indeed a little bit."

"No matter what," Ancheng said indifferently, "Director Qi sent you to me, so I should say thank you."

"No need." Ning Zetian suddenly felt a little happy.

Ancheng glanced at him, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I didn't tell you."

Ning Zetian: ...

The time on the plane is always boring. When they arrived at the place, Director Ji personally appointed a special car to take them to the hotel, and then let everyone go to rest to overcome the jet lag.

An Cheng and Ning Zetian were assigned to a room, and since they got there, Ning Zetian seemed to be set on fire, and immediately rushed out after saying hello to An Cheng.

Leaving An Cheng alone in the house bored and restless.

He hated tangled thoughts, but he couldn't stop thinking.

Just because the current him has finally reached the place closest to Qi Yan.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone in his hand rang, and it was an unfamiliar number, An Cheng answered the phone in a strange way: "Hello."

A very familiar voice came from the other end: "Long time no see."

With a little banter, but a very gentle voice.

Ancheng's finger holding the phone moved slightly, and then replied calmly: "Long time no see."

"Now you are 10 minutes away from me by car, do you plan to come and have a look at me?" Qi Yan's voice was calm, and there was not much teasing or sincerity.

Just like his people, everything he does has a somewhat unpredictable feeling. Perhaps it is because of this style of doing things that he is called a playboy by too many people.

Ancheng sighed, raised his hand to look at his watch, it was evening in France, and the sky was just right.

"Ancheng." It seemed that there was no reply for a long time, but Qi Yan finally spoke.

Ancheng responded, with a Gujing Wubo tone: "It's good that you're fine, I'm still jet-lagged, so I won't visit you."

Qi Yan sighed in a low voice, but smiled: "Go ahead, I'll just say a word."

Ancheng held his breath, and heard a very gentle voice from the other end: "I miss you."

The phone was disconnected unexpectedly.

Damn signal.

An Cheng cursed in a low voice, feeling a little headache.

He wants to complain to GSM, absolutely.

However, what is even more difficult now is the feeling of being caught off guard.It seems that Qi Yan has such an ability, he can see through people's hearts, and can break through your weakest line of defense when you are most determined, leaving no room for it.

Ancheng didn't know whether he should believe it or not.

When Ning Zetian came back, Ancheng had already fallen asleep, with light dark circles under his eyes, he looked at it for a while, and then went out to call Qi Yan: "You are pushing too hard, let me ask you something You must answer truthfully."

I don't know what was said on the other end, so I heard Ning Zetian ask lightly: "Are you sincere?"

This reply was too clear and firm: "Yes."

Ning Zetian smiled and hung up the phone.

Resting is only a matter of one day, and after a day's time, Ji Xiansheng hastened to pull everyone out to prepare for filming.

Obviously, Ancheng noticed that Yan Qinglian looked at him differently.If it is said that Yan Qinglian used to hardly pay attention to a little-known little person, then at this time her eyes are more and more focused on him.

The people in the crew were also used to Yan Qinglian's temperament, and they didn't say a word or two, but looked at Zhong Mingxi with a little smile.

To be honest, the previous report didn't go viral after all, and everyone didn't have much interest in such strange things, and the ones that came and went faded away.

However, only Ancheng understands that some things can't just be so light, like a time bomb, if it is buried, it will still come to an end sooner or later.

When Qi Yan came, An Cheng was playing with Yan Qinglian.

As the leading male lead in the play, An Cheng's roles are not small, and the scenes with Yan Qinglian's rivals are especially numerous. Yan Qinglian's attitude towards An Cheng's role has always been indifferent, and An Cheng's efforts were wasted. Thoughts flowed eastward.

Qi Yan said a few words to Director Ji Xiansheng, and then stood beside Ning Zetian, making no secret of who's class he was here to visit.

An Cheng just wanted to sigh slightly when he saw him, but he had no choice but to come over and nod his head to say hello: "Director Qi."

"Well," Qi Yan calmly handed over a bottle of water: "This is the best time to shoot exterior scenes, and you can just go shopping afterward."

An Cheng's heart moved slightly: "Director Qi is alright?"

"Old problem." Qi Yan didn't show his usual sarcasm, and just smiled lightly: "It's okay."

"Thank you." An Cheng then took the bottle of water, the lid was unscrewed, and when he looked over, it was Qi Yan's meaningful eyes. He laughed from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't mind just drinking it.

I heard Qi Yan say to Ning Zetian: "You guys come here, I should take the wind."

Ning Zetian has a kind of temperament that will not give up if he does not want to eat a big family: "It must."

"That's fine," Qi Yan wrote lightly, "Since that's the case, why don't I invite you out for something to eat later, which can be regarded as the kindness of the landlord."

An Cheng raised his eyes and looked over, just in time to meet Qi Yan's warm gaze: "Director Qi lives here?"

"It's not considered a long-term stay, but I just occasionally come here for vacation." Qi Yan said calmly.

"Director Qi," Yan Qinglian greeted from a distance. She was still wearing a costume, and a long skirt that fitted her figure perfectly. She walked over with a slight smile on her face, "Long time no see."

Qi Yan's eyes lingered between her and An Cheng, and finally nodded silently, but the smile in his eyes had faded too much: "Qinglian, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other, I'll welcome you tonight."

"Where is Director Ji?" Ning Zetian saw his unhappiness and couldn't help asking.

An Chengdao: "Director Ji said earlier that he was going to meet a friend."

Qi Yan sneered in a low voice, his brows and eyes slightly turned away in a sarcasm.

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