actor, he refuses to remarry

Ji Yanzhi left the set dejectedly.

Sitting on the side of the road, he couldn't help but bury his face in his palms.

The cold winter wind was blowing, and his ears were red.

There was a sour feeling in the heart.

Seven years ago, he was still a big star with an annual income of tens of millions, and an advertisement cost several million. Times have changed, and now it costs 200 yuan a day, and no one is willing to use him at such a cheap price.

The more Ji Yanzhi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was, he grabbed the stone on the side of the road and threw it out viciously: "Fuck your mother Fang Zhi!"

Scolding is scolding, whether to beg for help or to beg for help.

It's okay for him to be bitter, but he still has a daughter to raise, so he is not qualified to be tough with life.

Ji Yanzhi patted the ashes on his clothes, and squatted at the door of the crew.

As soon as Fang Zhi's car stopped, Ji Yanzhi, like a rocket, jumped over with a "whoosh--".

"Teacher Fang!"

Ji Yanzhi laughed and blocked Fang Zhi at the car door.

Fang Zhi glanced at Ji Yanzhi, and slowly retracted the leg that he had stepped forward, leaned back on the seat lazily, and pursed his lips.

"Ji Daxing."

To Ji Yanzhi's ears, this title only made him feel harsh.

He rubbed his hands on the washed white trousers uneasily, and smiled with difficulty: "Mr. Fang, you are overrated, I'm just an ant, how can I deserve your words of a big star..."

Fang Zhi interrupted him: "Is there something wrong?"

Ji Yanzhi's face turned pale, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and acted like he was going all out, "Teacher Fang, I know I was sorry for you in the past, you can beat or scold you if you want, I will never fight back, just be good. You are a grandson in front of you, but you have tossed enough, can you please let me live, I am no longer a big star in the past, now I want to be a good stuntman, as long as I have something to eat."

Ji Yanzhi bowed to Fang Zhi: "Please, Teacher Fang."

Fang Zhi: "Stand up straight."

Ji Yanzhi immediately straightened his back.

Fang Zhi waved to him.

Ji Yanzhi's heart picked up in an instant, he gritted his teeth, and took two steps forward bravely.

"Want to have a meal?"

Ji Yanzhi laughed, "Yes."

Fang Zhi suddenly grabbed Ji Yanzhi's wrist, and with the other hand directly pinched Ji Yanzhi's chin, dragging his upper body into the car!

Dark clouds rolled in the gloomy eyes, and he gritted his teeth every single word: "I just let you have no food, what can you do to me?"

Ji Yan's lower jaw almost shattered, and a layer of sweat was forced out of his forehead.

He stared at Fang Zhi, and then smiled with difficulty: "You have such great ability and such a noble status, of course I can't do anything to you."

He took Fang Zhi's hand and took it away, his thick and thick eyelashes trembled twice, and his voice was sour: "Forgive me for interrupting today, please leave."

Fang Zhi's eyes wrinkled coldly: "Stop."

Ji Yanzhi: "Does Teacher Fang have any other orders?"

Fang Zhi frowned: "If you are really short of money, the previous nurturing relationship, I can..."

Ji Yanzhi clenched his hands tightly, his face burned from humiliation.

"No need, Teacher Fang." A surge of anger instantly swallowed his reason, and Ji Yanzhi's teeth were sharp: "I have a lot of guests, and I don't miss you. I can choose better ones."

After speaking, without looking at Fang Zhi's face, Ji Yanzhi straightened his back, turned his head and left.

Fang Zhi's expression turned ugly, and he punched the car door.

There was a loud bang of "Boom," and the entire car body shook violently twice.

"What do you mean you can pick a better one?!"

Yang Jie scratched his hair and didn't even think about it: "Brother Zhi, why don't you even understand this? He either thinks Brother Zhi, you don't have enough money, or he hates Brother Zhi, your bed skills..."

Yang Jie suddenly realized what death words he was talking about, and hurriedly said: "Brother Zhi, you should get out of the car!"

Fang Zhi got out of the car with a gloomy expression, glanced at Ji Yanzhi's leaving back from a distance, and sneered.

……

Ji Yanzhi went to the restaurant to find a job washing dishes.

Life has to go on, he has no choice.

His hands were soaked in the cold water all afternoon, he was so cold that he almost lost consciousness, Ji Yanzhi took a breath of warm air into his palms, rubbed them, and then took the car to Xie Lu's house to pick up Tongtong.

In the past few years, thanks to the help of Xie Lu and Xie Han's siblings, otherwise his life would have been even more difficult.

Hearing a knock on the door, a gentle-looking woman opened the door.

"Ayan is here."

"Sister Lulu, I'll take Tongtong home. Where's Tongtong?"

Xie Lu smiled: "Tongtong is already asleep. You haven't eaten dinner, have you? I cooked some Lantern Festival, you can eat before leaving."

Ji Yanzhi was a little embarrassed: "There will be no car to go back any later, sister Lulu, thank you, I will take Tongtong back."

When Ji Yanzhi walked into the bedroom, Ji Tong was sleeping peacefully on the bed, his little cheeks were flushed.

Ji Yanzhi sighed with some guilt, and kissed his daughter on the forehead, "I'm sorry, Dad is late again."

Xie Lu knocked on the door; "A Yan, I put a bowl of round bowls in an insulated box, you can take them home and eat. You can't skip dinner."

Ji Yanzhi smiled gently: "Thank you, sister Lulu."

He wrapped Tongtong in his coat, and then went home with the bowl of Lantern Festival.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the house, I saw many people standing in front of the small courtyard.

Looking again, everyone is holding microphones and cameras in their hands.

Ji Yanzhi's heart "thumped".

He hurriedly hugged Ji Tong and hid behind the tree.

How come so many reporters?How did the reporter know he lived here?

What are they going to do?

Ji Yanzhi's heart was beating fast, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

The reporter's conversation drifted along the wind——

"Does Ji Yanzhi really live here?"

"Gossip, you can't be wrong! I heard that his daughter is here too."

"Damn it, if his daughter is photographed, it will definitely be big news!"

"That's not right! Everyone wants to see what Ji Yanzhi's bastard looks like."

Ji Yanzhi's heart turned cold, and he subconsciously covered Ji Tong's face with his clothes, hugged Ji Tong tightly, and squatted down.

The reporter's laughter continued, Ji Yanzhi buried his head deeply, and his shoulders trembled violently.

It doesn't matter if he is exposed, but Tong Tong can't.

Tongtong is different from him, she shouldn't live in the mud of such foul language, he must never let Tongtong get hurt because of him.

I don't know how long it took, the group of reporters probably couldn't wait for anyone, so they dispersed in twos and threes.

Ji Yanzhi supported the tree trunk, stood up with difficulty, and then returned home looking around like a thief.

He sent Tongtong to the bedroom, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and before he had time to catch his breath, he heard someone knocking on the door outside——

"Ji Yanzhi! Are you home yet?! Open the door, I have something to do with you."

Ji Yanzhi's heart almost flew out, he walked to the door, and asked the person in a low voice through the door: "Who?"