Rebirth of the King

Obviously, when Qi Yan and An Cheng went out side by side, Yan Jia had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

He is tall and tall, the type that girls like nowadays. At this moment, he is leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone, his brows furrowed slightly.

When he saw Qi Yan and An Cheng, he slowly straightened up, striding over, with a light hook on his lips: "Waiting for Director Qi is not easy."

"That depends on what Mr. Yan is waiting for me for." Qi Yan smiled slightly.

Yan Jia nodded: "Naturally." He took out a checkbook: "I have always liked Director Qi's style of handling things, and this time must be no exception."

Qi Yan glanced at the checkbook in his hand, and then smiled coldly: "Mr. Yan is a smart man," he meant, "I think he won't do anything that is not smart."

Yan Jia's complexion was a bit ugly, since he was used to this style of dealing with things, he was rarely used to rejection from others, let alone this kind of rejection right now.

"Director Qi," he strode in front of the two of them, "I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts."

Qi Yan's expression was cold, and he folded his arms to listen to him.

Yan Jia was not used to this kind of attitude, but at this time he had to ask for help, so he had no choice but to continue: "No matter what, this is a win-win situation."

"No, obviously I don't think this is a win-win situation." Qi Yan didn't intend to save face at all, he said with a faint smile: "Obviously, Mr. Yan should also understand that Mr. Lu Qianmo and I have old grudges , not to mention that you are stuffing people into my film now, without even considering the relevance of the script."

"Lu Qianmo's acting skills are very good. If you exclude your personal friendship," Yan Jia said coldly, "I don't think he is incompetent."

Qi Yan spread his hands a little bored: "Then, Mr. Yan Jia, please think about it yourself. I'm sorry that this film of mine will not be accepted."

Just as Yan Jia was about to say something, Qi Yan reached out his hand and said: "Also, the sponsorship of being king side by side is already full, and there is no need for additional investment. Please ask Mr. Yan to spend money elsewhere, thank you."

For such a long time, Yan Jia has been playing the role of a "boy who spreads wealth". When most producers see him, it is as if they have met their ancestors. It's the same when I go to the most difficult bone, Ji Shengsheng.

The only person who is different is Qi Yan in front of him.

Thinking of the reports he had read before, Yan Jia raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ancheng?"

An Cheng stopped, and when he looked over, he saw Yan Jia smiled slightly: "How about I treat you to a light meal at noon tomorrow? I have always liked An Tianwang's acting skills very much, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to make a deep friendship, but I have been fascinated for a long time. "

"He has an appointment at noon tomorrow."

"I have an appointment at noon tomorrow, sorry."

The two voices sounded at the same time, but they complemented each other.

Yan Jia watched the two of them look at each other, then An Cheng nodded towards him in a good-tempered manner, and walked out side by side.

At that moment, she seemed to suddenly think of something, such as the title of the new film, Side by Side is King.

Qi Yan and An Cheng.

Yan Jia smiled slightly, which was an interesting thing.

He stretched out his hand and gently dialed a number on the phone, and then waited for the connection while walking: "Qianmo, that's right, it's me..."

The other end seemed to say something in a low voice, Yan Jia listened and smiled coldly: "Don't you usually like to ask me for help?"

This time, the other end seemed to be yelling something violently, and Yan Jia sneered in a low voice: "Then let me tell you, no matter who I am this time, it's useless."

He closed the phone coldly, and walked out in a good mood.

After such a long time, he finally met two interesting people. He smiled silently, and the corners of his lips curled up.

But at this moment, Qi Yan was not in a good mood, his lips were tightly pursed, looking a bit cold.

An Cheng next to him was a little dumbfounded, and after a long while, he waved his finger in front of his eyes, and was grabbed by the man: "What's the matter?"

"I should be the one who asked you what's wrong," An Cheng said with a smile, "Isn't it a good thing that you just found a good actor?"

"You are too charming." Qi Yan sighed.

Ever since the formula Zhong Mingxi = Ancheng came out, everyone's enthusiasm seemed to be ignited in an instant.

Qi Yan finally realizes how much a favored character his boyfriend is, whether it's a rebirth stalk or an old story from the past, all of them have become topics of discussion on the streets and alleys.

The idea at the time was indeed correct. The character who was popular before was An Cheng.

No matter what it is, although there are praises and criticisms, but in the end it is only when people are popular that there are many right and wrong.

The number of announcements has increased significantly recently, and every announcement has to be chased and intercepted by various people. It is commonplace to take sneak shots.

At the same time, the release of Qi Yan and An Cheng must be restricted.

After all, the relationship between the two is too close, which will always arouse the suspicion of others.

Regarding this, Qi Yan is always depressed every day, wishing to write a few big words on his face, for example: "I am not happy".

An Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he reached out and rubbed his forehead: "Are you jealous?"

Ask knowingly.

Qi Yan was very resentful, but he couldn't show it too much, so he started the car in a muffled voice: "The casting is over, and the filming will start the day after tomorrow."

Ancheng was obviously relieved: "Then we will go to the shooting location soon, so we can live together."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Are you looking forward to it?"

Ancheng spread his hands helplessly: "I have to be on guard every day these days, I feel like I'm going to be a spy."

Qi Yan finally smiled, his brows and eyes stretched out in a relaxed and happy manner: "Well, when we arrive at the shooting location, I live next door to you."

An Cheng raised his eyebrows, and asked with some amusement: "Just next door?"

"It's up to you," Qi Yan smiled: "It's just next door, where do you want to live?"

An Cheng laughed, and when he reached a secluded alley, he directly reached out his hand to pull the handbrake.

Fortunately, Qi Yan reacted quickly and stepped on the brakes, looking over in shock: "What are you doing?"

In exchange for An Cheng's kiss, lingering and soft.

The two of them rolled down like a thunderbolt.

Fortunately, Qi Yan's car is really similar to that of a secret service. The two of them played in the car without worrying about being discovered by others. When the curtain is pulled down, nothing can be seen. Even if someone passes by occasionally, they just treat it as a parked car. .

However, the problem happened at this time. When Qi Yan and An Cheng had just relieved for a while and were about to fight for [-] rounds, Qi Yan's phone rang.

An Cheng fumbled over and pressed it, and seeing Ning Zetian at a glance, he simply picked it up: "What's the matter?"

"Why is it you, let me find Qi Yan, ah...it would be better if you are together." Ning Zetian said with a smile, not aware of what he was disturbing at all.

Qi Yan answered the phone with a cold and hoarse tone: "If you have something to say, speak quickly, and P quickly."

Ning Zetian was very wronged: "How did I offend you again!"

"Do you know what we are doing?" Qi Yan said concisely.

Ning Zetian looked out the window in amazement at the midday sun, and asked hesitantly, "Casting?"

If I remember correctly, isn't the selection already finished?

Qi Yan calmly said one word: "Do it."

Ning Zetian was full of question marks.

Qi Yan said neatly: "Do it in the car, can you speak quickly if you have something to say?"

Ning Zetian said silently, "It's daytime, and the sun is hanging on the zenith."

"Is something wrong?" Qi Yan said domineeringly.

Ning Zetian exhaled and forced himself to calm down. While thanking that his Zhu Mulan was still a normal person, he sighed: "What, I have received news from Yan Jia's sponsor here, please go to drink tea tomorrow afternoon .”

Qi Yan frowned: "Didn't I refuse?"

"He said to invite you two." Ning Zetian added.

This time Qi Yan thought for a while, sat up straight and gently tapped the seat next to him, and finally responded calmly: "Okay, promise him."

"At the Sun Moon Tea House. The private room at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Ning Zetian said everything, and then added a very wicked sentence: "Very good, you guys continue to do it! Be careful..."

The person on the other side took a picture of the phone, especially with the meaning of hiding the bird's best bow.

"Shall we continue?" An Cheng sat up straight.

There is a faint smell in the whole car, and there is a feeling of confusion and love.

Qi Yan took out a cigarette, but An Cheng grabbed it and said, "No."

Qi Yan spread his hands, raised his eyebrows and said helplessly, "I'll see Yan Jia tomorrow."

"Going?" Ancheng was a little surprised.

"Well," Qi Yan said indifferently: "This person is too persistent, it would be a trouble if he doesn't go."

"it is good."

The next afternoon, they really went to see Yan Jia.

Originally, Qi Yan had already made full mental preparations, if Yan Jia still wanted to recommend their Lu Qianmo, then he would pay for the tea directly.

However, I didn't expect that I really came to see Yan Jia this time.

Because apart from him, there is no one in the huge private room.

"Please sit down." Seeing the two of them coming, Yan Jia smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said in a very gentlemanly manner.

After the two sat down, Qi Yan frowned and looked over: "Mr. Yan, what's the matter?"

"Nothing important," Yan Jia's brows and eyes slightly stretched, looking happy: "I just want to talk to you two about your thoughts."

Qi Yan's face turned cold: "I don't think there is any friendship with Mr. Yan to talk about."

"But I appreciate you two very much," Yan Jia said sincerely: "In fact, I want to ask you a question."

An Cheng gently held Qi Yan's hand under the table, the temperature of their fingers blended together, feeling appropriate and real.

In exchange, Qi Serious gave him a heavy grip, which was very reassuring.

However, Yan Jia has already continued: "I heard from Mulan before that he planned to give up Jingyu Media, so after Jingyu Media changed hands, are you interested in starting your own studio?"

Qi Yan frowned slightly, and looked coldly at Yan Jia in front of him. What he said was true, but so far few people in Jingyu Media knew about it. It makes no sense for this outsider among the outsiders in front of him to ask this question. question.

"I'm just asking, there's no other malice." He spread his fingers, looking a little innocent.

"This is not a question that Mr. Yan should ask." An Cheng smiled slightly, but his brows and eyes were cold and indifferent: "At least for now, we are good people, thank you Mr. Yan."

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