Rebirth of the King

By the time I found out about this, there were already gossip posts on the Internet.

Zhong Mingxi's sexual orientation was suspected once before, not to mention that Qi Yan and Zhong Mingxi went abroad this time. After some hype, it is enough to make a pot to satisfy everyone.

Qi Yan and An Cheng still got the news from Ning Zetian, who made a transoceanic phone call in an extremely urgent tone.

"What's going on?" Ning Zetian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There is something wrong with your anti-reconnaissance capabilities."

Qi Yan also had nothing to do with it, there was an omission before, unexpectedly someone would make a comeback abroad after such a while.

He could only sigh: "I will deal with this matter."

"The company here is also thinking of a way, you two must remember not to make any big moves recently." Ning Zetian urged ten thousand times.

Qi Yan has never been forced into such a situation before, and he can't do it. He also has to consider Zhong Mingxi's situation. The past and the past are really so real.

An Cheng looked at Qi Yan who hung up the phone with a cold face, and reached out his hand helplessly to pat him on the shoulder: "It's nothing."

Qi Yan raised his head to look at him: "I didn't notice."

Ancheng was helpless: "Didn't I also notice that there are paparazzi on the set, no one can blame this kind of thing."

Qi Yan shook his head and said nothing.

He had made up his mind a long time ago that he would protect him well in this life and get back everything from his previous life even more. Unexpectedly, some things still happened to this day.

This is not the best time to go public, they can only bear it.

An Cheng was silent for a moment before looking at him, and asked briskly, "Let's come out."

This is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

Qi Yan looked at An Cheng, a little surprised: "You mean now?"

"We can't wait until we are all old to be counted as real success, then come out?" An Cheng joked.

Everyone knew that what An Cheng said was right.

If it was the former Qi Yan, then he would definitely choose to do what he wanted regardless.

It's a pity that now there is An Cheng, he is careful in everything he does.

This kind of Qi Yan and the former Qi Yan who went his own way, restrained his edge more, An Cheng looked a little sad for him.

If love is the mutual accommodation of both parties, then An Cheng only feels that he owes a lot.

"Wait until this film is finished, at least until this film is finished." Qi Yan said firmly.

Seeing him like this, An Cheng didn't insist anymore, just reached out and patted his shoulder lightly, sighed leisurely: "You don't have to worry about me," his voice was gentle and pleasant: "I'm fine."

"I know." Qi Yan was startled, and then slightly curved his lips into a smile.

They are each other's strongest backing, and no one is a burden to the other.

And they still have to do this, to spend their lives together.

For many times in the future, they will remember that smile at that time, which will allow them to go through countless darkness or dawn in the future with great determination.

As long as there is each other, there must be the best tomorrow.

The next day, Ning Zetian continued to make transoceanic calls——

"Level [-] alert lifted."

His voice sounded slightly tired, obviously exhausted.

In just one day, everyone's heart was tense, and there was no way to escape, nor was there any way to continue.

"How to say?" Qi Yan asked lightly.

Ning Zetian said on the other end: "Mu Lan recently contacted several famous tabloids and asked them to suppress the matter as much as possible. They suppressed it, and others will soon stop continuing this topic."

"A navy was sent online?" Qi Yan frowned.

Ning Zetian's voice was faintly smiling: "No, let the forum owner come forward and block a few noisy posts. Guess what is the reason for the blocking?"

Ancheng laughed lowly over there, and muttered: "This post is not CJ, please don't follow up."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and heard Ning Zetian ask, "How do you know?"

"Because I'm watching," Ancheng said concisely, turned the monitor to Qi Yan, and said, "Thank you, Zetian."

"Don't thank me," Ning Zetian said with a smile on the other end: "When you come back, you have to talk to Mu Lan."

These two people contributed the most to this matter. At this moment, as if nothing had happened to them, they said a few words with a smile on their faces, and then put down the phone.

"The alarm is off?" An Cheng smiled.

Qi Yan shook his head: "It's not that easy." He flipped through the posts in the forum, and the big topics were indeed blocked, but this also aroused dissatisfaction among some people. Simple public relations power, "It is estimated that we will be closely watched by people for a while."

An Cheng hugged Qi Yan over, the hug between the men, bone to bone, a little painful, but also very at ease: "It's okay."

Qi Yan was startled, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "I know."

As long as two people can stand together, then nothing is a big deal.

They continued filming, continued to eat bad Chinese food with Osby.

Later, Ancheng couldn't take it anymore, so he asked Osby to order local bentos in the future. No matter how delicious it is, eating American fast food in the United States is good.

Later, when the scene was over, Osby took everyone to dinner and singing.

After three rounds of drinking, Osby talked a lot, hooking Qi Yan's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Hey, you don't allow that?"

Qi Yan let out a low laugh, and threw his hand down calmly: "Which one?"

He deliberately pretended to be stupid, but Osby had no choice but shook his head and said mysteriously, "It's just the two of you together."

There are too many people in this KTV, not to mention that Osby is not one of his own, Qi Yan didn't intend to say anything, so he casually fooled: "What do you think?"

"If you two are not together, my Osby will read backwards." Osby vowed.

Qi Yan ignored him, took away the wine from An Cheng's hand, and warned: "If you drink any more, you will be drunk."

Zhong Mingxi's body is not good at drinking, and what's more frightening is that he has stomach problems. If something happens, it's a big deal, Qi Yan dare not take this risk.

Osby shook his head, and pulled An Cheng again: "The release time is three months later, and then we will participate in the Good Rice Awards here. Remember to come and show your face." After thinking about it, he continued Turning to look at Qi Yan: "You too."

Ancheng nodded and smiled, "Naturally, please let me know when the time comes, we will definitely arrange a time."

Guests are happy.

Until returning to the hotel, Ancheng still felt a little unreal.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but he was still a little dizzy after all. Looking at Qi Yan, he felt that this man was about to grow a flower.

The idea was kind of funny, and he shook his head and laughed.

Looking at him, Qi Yan felt a little helpless: "I'll go get you some hangover soup."

An Cheng frowned: "I should buy some sober medicine just now."

"Nonsense." Qi Yan reached out to take his hand down, and gently pressed his temple: "Eating too much of that stuff will have negative effects."

"What side effect?" Ancheng was a little suspicious.

Qi Yan was also talking nonsense, and when he asked now, Qi Yan had nothing to do, so he could only talk nonsense: "I guess it just won't be hard."

Ancheng was really a little bit alcoholic, he went crazy for a while, stretched out his hand and knocked Qi Yan down, there was a charming smell of alcohol in his breath, he narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "What about you?" ," the voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of provocation: "Can you get hard?"

Qi Yan couldn't do it at that time.

This matter is related to the dignity of a man, let alone being oppressed by the one he loves.

At this time, An Cheng was drunk again, and he stretched out his hand to pick Qi Yan straight away.

Qi Yan's breathing became more and more heavy, but he still couldn't hold it back. He stretched out his hand and turned the person over, and began to stretch him with a low curse.

Even though his head was swollen and painful, he was still afraid of hurting his lover.

Although this time, it was really the person who invited him.

……

The long night is full of sweet dreams.

When An Cheng opened his eyes, it was already daylight.

He only felt that his whole body was extremely refreshed, and when he turned over, he saw Qi Yan next to him, who was lying beside him with his clothes closed, and said with a slight smile, "Are you awake?"

Ancheng was a little helpless, yesterday's intoxication did not make him forget everything, and now he can recall how he was when he was sober, he couldn't help closing his eyes and sighing: "Forget about yesterday."

Qi Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't intend to make you responsible."

An Cheng stretched out his hand to cover his eyes: "When will we fly back to China, what will we do after we return?"

"I'll go back tomorrow. I'll make a movie for you." Qi Yan got out of bed with a smile, and pushed the breakfast cart over: "Here, let's eat first, and we'll talk about work later."

Ancheng looked at the rich breakfast on the breakfast car, and felt a little bitter in his heart: "I remember I said yesterday that I want to eat Chinese breakfast, so..."

Now the car is full of soy milk and fried dough sticks, and there is even a drawer of steaming pies.

"I ordered the room service to buy it this morning," Qi Yan smiled faintly: "I will learn how to make it for you in the future?"

An Cheng was taken aback by him, and couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't mean that."

Qi Yan shook his head and let out a low laugh, full of pampering.

The two of them went to catch the plane early in the morning of the next day. On the plane, Qi Yan handed the written script to An Cheng, while he turned his head to close his eyes and fell asleep, muttering: "Call me if you need anything."

This appearance made An Cheng feel a little distressed, he wanted to be more casual these days, but Qi Yan worked hard.

Thinking of this, Ancheng stretched out his hand to cover him with the air-conditioning blanket, and said with a faint smile, "Go to sleep, what can happen to this."

He flipped through the script that Qi Yan had written, and the script was printed thickly by the dozen. It was obviously not the first time he had been flipped through, and there were quite a few familiar handwritings on it.

An Cheng watched quietly, and only after a long while raised his eyebrows in astonishment, he turned his head and met Qi Yan's smiling eyes——

"do you like it?"

An Cheng swallowed, a little speechless.

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