Little Prince [Entertainment]

Meal time passed.Under Lian Di's insinuation, Xian Ziyu finally remembered the trivial matter that the two had not exchanged contact information.

The agent doesn't allow him to call others privately, but it should still be possible to add a WeChat.

After saving the contacts, Lian Di asked, "The last scene in the morning, the song you played was very nice. What's your name?"

Xian Ziyu was questioned.

He's used to strange things happening to him from time to time, but to others, it might be a little incompetent.Lian Di was also present when the movie was filming just now, so if he directly said that he didn't know anything, it sounded very fake and aroused suspicion.

Although he really didn't know anything about guqin at all.But past experience told him that it would be more appropriate to be vague at this time.

"I really don't know that."

Xian Ziyu said, "Maybe I heard it somewhere before, and thought it was appropriate, so I just played a part."

This is one of the main reasons why he has never had friends.There are too many secrets to keep, and if something happens accidentally that cannot be explained by common sense, you will be regarded as a strange person.So you can't get too close to anyone.

"So it is."

Lian Di nodded and didn't ask him any more questions.

After lunch, Xian Ziyu returned to the set with the heavy set of books in his arms, but was stopped by the scene crew who had been waiting for a long time to gossip.

"It's the first time I've met real Lian Di. You seem to have an unusual relationship."

"Won't you be nervous just casually wearing a costume to eat?"

"Not surprisingly, the entire Huaxing will belong to him in the future, so how many people will curry favor with him..."

"Why do you feel nervous?"

Xian Ziyu's disapproving attitude was natural, "I would consider any family more prominent than this..."

Halfway through the speech, he froze himself.

What is this talking about.

What others said is clearly true.He was just a poor little actor, and he didn't look flattered when he saw the boss. Why did he still seem to disregard him in his heart?

Why?

I don't know where the confidence comes from.It was only then that Xian Ziyu realized that, apart from the unusual scene when they first met, he never felt inferior when he and Lian Di were face to face.

Maybe he was preconceived by his status as a "fan"?It seemed that the serious and cold face had also become inexplicably kind.

Or maybe he was too sweet.Xian Ziyu thought, his attitude was so natural, it never made people feel that there was any class barrier between the two of them.Whenever we chat together, the atmosphere is harmonious.

It's nice to have fans like that.Xian Ziyu sighed in his heart.

Full of happiness today.

When he returned to the hotel at night, he put the gift he received on the corner of the bed and went to wash up first.

Recently, he has been bumping into bumps and bumps, he has to be careful when taking a bath, and it always takes a long time to wash.After coming out, he took a picture in the mirror with his upper body naked.

The upper body is actually fine, and most of the injured parts are concentrated on the knees and legs.In order to highlight the charm of Gu Cheng's literary and military characters in the setting, besides playing the piano to flirt with girls, he also has many scenes on horseback.

But he has no riding experience.I can only step up my studies and practice day by day, and the inner thighs are horribly worn.I am obsessed with work during the day, and my consciousness is dull, and I feel pain before going to bed at night.

The same goes for Wia, so hung up that I want to vomit.But in order not to delay the progress of the work, he still gritted his teeth and carried it off without saying a word.

Thinking about it, I feel very manly, today is also an inspirational day.

Xian Ziyu gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

After getting dressed and coming out, he didn't feel sleepy yet.Just pawing at the big paper bag he carried back, he thought about flipping through the book Lian Di gave him before going to sleep.

There were four books in total. After taking out all the books, he found that there was still a bag inside.When I opened it, I found that it contained cold medicine, fever-reducing medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, and medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.Both internal and external use are available.

... so sweet.

Happiness has exploded today!

Xian Ziyu sighed contentedly, then took out the instruction manual of the medicine and read it carefully, then took off her clothes again.

His skin is so thin that you can even see tiny blood vessels distributed underneath, it is white and transparent.Those bruises that had been bumped into blue and purple were all the more shocking against the backdrop of such a complexion.

He didn't like his complexion, he always felt that he looked delicate and not very manly.

Lian Di's complexion is very beautiful.

…After being envious of other people's height and appearance, they started to envy other people's skin color?

Xian Ziyu made up his mind and despised himself so much.

He treated his scarred body according to the instructions.When I finished packing my things, I saw a small medicine bottle mixed in, which looked different from other medicines, and there was no instruction manual.I went to Baidu to find the name of the drug, only to find that it is an oral drug for sleeping and sedation.

These days are so fulfilling that he can fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow when he comes back, as if he doesn't need this.

Without thinking too much, Xian Ziyu threw the small medicine bottle back into the bag, lying on the bed for the last procedure before going to bed, playing with her mobile phone.

He usually doesn't pay much attention to the circle of friends, and the main scope of activities is on Weibo.I also follow various food bloggers, funny bloggers, chicken soup bloggers, popular science bloggers...the most travel bloggers.There are hundreds of them in total, and there are all kinds of new things on the front page every day.Once you do, it takes a lot of self-control to put down your phone and force yourself to sleep.

Xian Ziyu likes to post on Weibo.Although the talents in the circle of friends are the interpersonal relationships that are needed in reality, when he looks at those people, he always feels that they are far away.Nothing to share with it.

Netizens on Weibo don't know each other, but they are relaxed and at ease.

Today, I also posted a daily post-work punch card, and gained a lot of good night and care.When Xian Ziyu was about to go to sleep, a question suddenly occurred to her.

Does Lian Di also play Weibo?

It's no wonder that the netizens are too sandy, it's really this person, it doesn't seem to fit his homepage temperament.Xian Ziyu put down her phone and picked it up again, and directly searched for Lian Di's name, and a big name with more than 1000 million fans popped up.

Lian Di's Weibo account has a very long history, and its popularity is not low, and it has attracted more attention than ordinary second-tier stars.Nearly a thousand microblogs are full of eating, drinking and having fun.In the past, everyone would come to watch the arrogant and indulgent daily life of the second generation of stars when they had nothing to do, and made it the subject of gossip after dinner.

It's just that in recent years, his Weibo has hardly been updated, and the most recent photo was also two years ago.

Here are some pictures of the beach.The sun is shining, the sand is fine and white, and the blue water stretches towards the horizon.

The accompanying text is only a few sentences.

"The world is big, come and see for yourself."

The comments below all said whether he has transformed into a chicken soup blogger, and his style has changed drastically.But Xian Ziyu looked at it, and for some reason, he always felt that this tone was very lonely.

There is also a bit of deja vu.

The feeling of familiarity surged.Xian Ziyu didn't resist, and closed her eyes calmly.

This kind of situation has happened intermittently for three years after he woke up from the accident, and the episodes lasted for a long time and sometimes for a short time.Like someone, telling an old story.At the beginning, the picture was blurred like a mosaic, but it has become clearer in recent days.

In the pitch darkness, broken images flickered rapidly, accompanied by vague words.

Xian Ziyu listened hard, wanting to know what happened.

He always felt about himself.

The voices gradually gathered together, with a different timbre from last time, as if a different person.

"The outside world is so big. Can you take a look for me?" The boy's voice was full of laughter, but extremely solemn, as if entrusting his heart to him.

"When I die, you can watch it for me."

**

Xian Ziyu's role in "The Prosperous Age" was longer than he expected. After joining the group for two months, he finally ushered in his last scene.

At this time, Ruan Qingwan was already a noble concubine, only one step away from taking charge of the Six Palaces.But the emperor began to secretly suspect her relationship with Gu Cheng, threatened her family's fate and the future of Fengyi Tianxia, ​​and asked her to persuade Gu Cheng to go to the northern border as a test.

Gu Cheng complied, and came to see her one last time before the expedition.

The young prince was dressed in a military uniform, with a heroic appearance.Ruan Qingwan looked at him, and the appearance of a boy when the two first met vaguely appeared in front of her eyes.

"Sorry." Her lips trembled, "I failed you."

At this point, she has carried too much weight on her shoulders, and she is no longer the only one who lives and dies.

But she didn't know that the battle on the front line was dangerous, and persuading him to go to war at this time was tantamount to letting him die.She was also concealed by the emperor, thinking that Gu Cheng was only going to encourage the army as a relative of the emperor, and she would be back in a few months.

Gu Cheng is very clear about his fate.

So come see her, one last time.

"I don't want to say those high-sounding lies."

He said word by word, as if he wanted to keep these words in her heart, "You should know. I am not traveling thousands of miles for the brotherhood of the emperor, nor for the righteousness of the country."

"I'm for you."

He stretched his hand forward, but retracted his fingertips before touching the imperial concubine, clenched into a fist and hung down by his side.

"These hands are willing to play the piano for you, and they are also willing to hold the sword for you."

Ruan Qingwan burst into tears, and her red makeup was scattered all over the ground with tears.

Gu Cheng stared at her deeply, turned around to say goodbye, and never looked back.

"Card."

The director raised his hand behind the camera to signal, "Yes."

Mu Peipei took the tissue from the assistant and wiped away his tears, and praised, "The performance was very good. Congratulations on the finale."

It's done.

Xian Ziyu nodded, feeling relieved and feeling a little lost.

"What's the matter?" Mu Peipei caught a glimpse of his expression and joked, "Can't bear to play anymore?"

"Yes."

He smiled shyly, "The atmosphere of the crew is very good, I am a bit reluctant to leave."

After staying for two months, everyone has gradually become familiar with each other, and they all get along pretty well with each other.In the evening, we had dinner together, Xian Ziyu couldn't resist persuasion, and drank two glasses of beer.

He can't drink much. After two glasses of beer, his skin turns a nice pink color.

It looks healthy.Mu Peipei looked at it and felt that it was much more beautiful than the paleness that had never seen the sun in his previous life.

Xian Ziyu put down his wine glass, his expression was a little dazed, but he still sighed in a low voice, "It's so good in the play."

Mu Peipei asked with great interest, "Why do you say that?"

"It's because... there is a different life in the play." He said involuntarily.

"There is a bigger world in the play."

The author has something to say: Mu Peipei: secretly taking pictures of the young master, the corners of his mouth crazily raised.

Lian Di: The photos have been accepted.