Rebirth of the King

When An Cheng heard the news, he sat on the sofa silently without saying a word.

After a while, Qi Yan stretched out his hand and waved lightly in front of his eyes: "Return to God."

"I'm just..." An Cheng considered his words: "I'm a little surprised."

Is it good or bad to send out such strange and chaotic news?

Ancheng felt that he might have suffered too much in his previous life, so that when he thought of any decision now, he would be cautious and look forward to the future.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled with relief: "Forget it, I believe in you."

It's nothing more than a bet, since Qi Yan has made his decision, he is willing to believe it wholeheartedly.

If you lose, at worst, you will just guard such a person in the future.

"You don't have to worry so much." Qi Yan held a cigarette in his hand, but just put it there without lighting it to enjoy his eyesight, and smiled; "I usually don't do anything that I'm not sure about."

So you don't need to have any doubts.

When you leave everything to me, you just need to wait for the result in peace.

And Ancheng did wait for a result. When Ning Ze called in a hurry, he was nestling beside Qi Yan's bed. Qi Yan's sleeping position was so bad that Ancheng was almost squeezed under the bed. go.

Lying on the bed, he silently touched the phone: "I am."

"Is the news true?" Ning Zetian asked.

Ancheng didn't understand, and asked repeatedly: "What?"

"I asked you if the news is true, the one in the [-] tabloids." Ning Zetian gritted his teeth.

An Cheng glanced at the time subconsciously. It was less than seven o'clock in the morning, and it was less than half an hour since the [-] tabloid was launched.

Thinking of this, An Cheng felt a little apprehensive: "You mean... what revelation?"

If it's about the relationship with Qi Yan, then to be honest, he's really not ready to break the news completely. If it's about him being An Cheng, then...he really knows about it.

Ning Zetian hesitated for a moment, as if he could tell that Ancheng was not lying, then he said silently: "Push Qi Yan up."

Ancheng was a little embarrassed, glanced at the sleeping man, and picked him up with his hand: "Zetian."

As soon as Qi Yan picked up the phone, the other end yelled, "Is it you who sent the message?"

"No." Qi Yan was very calm.

"You've got it," Ning Zetian said silently, "The style I saw in the news this morning is yours."

Qi Yan said calmly, "Mu Lan and I are together."

Ning Zetian stretched himself back: "What are you doing?"

"Build momentum." Qi Yan said concisely, and exposed his boyfriend's true identity.

Ning Zetian was silent for a long while: "This news has already exploded, you have to tell me, what is your plan?" He paused and continued: "Or we can follow the plan and let Mingxi say that this is the truth, or, We can choose to ignore the propaganda and treat it as someone else's unintentional hoax."

Qi Yan looked at Ancheng, then silently looked at the microphone: "Of course it's exposure."

His calm tone made the other end a little confused.

"Of course it's exposure." Qi Yan is very determined: "My purpose is to expose, and you want me to suppress it, so what are we trying to do to spread this news?"

Ning Zetian paused, then sighed: "You have to understand one thing. Once this matter is exposed, Mingxi will face a lot of controversy. Even his former fans may turn black."

After all, this matter is too strange, and no one has ever chosen such a path before.

"Don't deny it," Qi Yan said decisively, a nice gleam flashed across his long and narrow eyes, and his face remained firm: "I'll take care of the rest."

When Qi Yan put down the phone, An Cheng was looking at him.

Ancheng's eyes were very clean, in a pure sense, Qi Yan looked at him for a long time, and finally smiled silently: "What's wrong?"

"Thank you." Ancheng said sincerely.

"Do you know?" Qi Yan smiled bitterly: "Every time you say thank you to me, it's a bit like stabbing a knife in my heart."

All the previous life and the past are all related to me. I still have the opportunity to repay the sins committed at that time, and I can still see a living you standing in front of me. I am already very grateful.

An Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Qi Yan shook his head with his usual expression: "Stop talking, thank you for what the family said."

An Cheng smiled knowingly, didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and gently hooked Qi Yan's finger.

This action carried a full veiled meaning, Qi Yan was stunned, and then he was completely enraged by the sky thunder, and he caught fire at once.

"You..." Qi Yan felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's nothing." An Cheng muttered, leaning forward and kissing him deeply.

"I love you." After a long time, An Cheng murmured.

Qi Yan stared at him for a while, and finally smiled.

Gently stroked the man's sweaty forehead hair that was slightly messed up because of emotion, he just felt the bottom of his heart melt away layer by layer, with a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before.

The rarest thing is that I am by your side, and we cherish it equally.

Early the next morning, Qi Yan will start auditioning for a new film.

The name of his new film is called "We Are Kings Together".For this name, Qi Yan thought of many versions and even asked many people, but when the final name was finalized, An Cheng said: "I like this."

So the name was decided in an instant, without any hesitation at all.

Half a dozen draft papers were destroyed, and there was only one distinctive name left, which was marked with a big box and a red checkmark.

"By the way, what do you think of the male number two?" An Cheng asked narrowly.

Qi Yan looked at the person in front of him for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed: "I have never acted before."

Ancheng admitted that he was a little bit disappointed.

Qi Yan smiled, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "You are very familiar with the screenwriter and consultant I hired this time."

An Cheng was startled, and just about to say something, he saw the two people who were talking in front of him, they were surprisingly familiar.

"Director Ji, screenwriter Ming Lan?" An Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Xiao Qi invited me over this time, saying that there is a big surprise." Ji Xiansheng looked at An Cheng in front of him, and smiled slightly: "Good boy."

An Cheng's eyes became hot, and he subconsciously looked at Qi Yan who was beside him.

At this moment, Qi Yan nodded solemnly and thanked: "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, both of you."

"Nowadays there are quite a few actors who are trying to direct and act on their own, but there are not many real directors with good skills and good acting skills." Ji Yanxian commented, while pointing to Qi Yan in front of him: "This is one."

Ancheng was a little surprised, it seemed that Qi Yan always sat on the director's seat domineeringly, and rarely came down to perform anything in person, let alone perform in person.

Ji Shengyan was immersed in the memory, he looked at Qi Yan and praised: "I remember that when you were still in school, you once acted in a short play with split personalities, how many splits did you have? 15? "

Ancheng was completely surprised.

Ji Shengyan smiled and said: "At that time, everyone thought he was an acting genius, but it's a pity that he later transferred to the director department."

Qi Yan smiled slightly, looking like a gentleman: "If it wasn't for the director's dream, maybe I might not be able to know everyone in this life."

He was talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and Ming Lan stretched out his hand and patted An Cheng's shoulder amusedly: "Ming Xi, long time no see."

When filming "Don't Forget" that time, Ming Lan had a good impression of this quiet young man. Unlike many actors, he does not blindly pursue the appearance rate. On the contrary, he can do things that many people cannot. One thing is that he will keep improving.

He tried his best to restore every detail of his every movement and every expression, truly reflecting the state of mind of those people in that era.

This alone is enough for Ming Lan to admire.

Actors should focus more on how to perform a play well. Only when the play is really good can they slowly develop other things.

Whether it is fame or prestige, it all comes from professional skills. If a person loses even basic professional skills and always thinks about scheming, then I am afraid that at the end of the day, this person has no way out. .

At the same time, An Cheng's impression of Ming Lan was really good, he smiled slightly and said, "Long time no see."

The smile was genuine, Ming Lan withdrew her hand, and just about to shake hands with An Cheng, she found that Qi Yan had stood between the two of them at some point, and smiled calmly: "Let's go?"

Ming Lan looked at the hand she hadn't had time to withdraw, a little bit clear, a little bit dumbfounded.

"Today's audition is mainly for the lead female lead, the third male lead, and some important supporting roles." Qi Yan introduced while handing out the list to everyone.

An Cheng was not very familiar with screenwriters and directors in his previous life, so naturally he rarely sat here.

However, this time he really sat on the judging panel, and only then did he realize how interesting the judging panel is. You can see everyone's performance, and what's even more interesting is——

"I remember that it was also here when we met for the second time." An Cheng said with a slight smile.

Qi Yan's heart moved, as if he remembered that strange time, his eyebrows twitched instantly: "You have a very good memory."

"Naturally." An Cheng smiled, reached out and tapped Qi Yan's thigh lightly.

"By the way, Director Qi," the little assistant outside ran in, and handed over a piece of paper with some embarrassment: "This is just passed in by the sponsor Yan Jia."

The sponsor, Yan Jia, is a real estate developer that Qi Yan came into contact with through Zhu Mulan. This time, he specially sponsored one-third of the film's investment. Yan Zong still has to read it carefully.

However, when he opened the note and glanced at it, his expression became completely cold.

"Mr. Yan Jiayan, please withdraw the capital." Qi Yan sneered, and rubbed the note to death, the smile on his face was cold as if he wanted to kill someone.

The little assistant was taken aback, and stood there at a loss for a while, and saw that An Cheng had already bent down to pick up the note, and just looking at it was enough for him to understand the whole situation.

Because he knew, who was the person who was enough to influence Ji Shenglu and Gu Xuanjin's group back then.

The author has something to say: Thank you aishu, the comment support from Jiuchu╭(╯3╰)╮

TUT is too tired today and just finished typing, so the text is late and I hide my face...

By the way, there is still a one-week countdown to the end of this article~(≧▽≦)/~