little widow

"Turn around...fuck!" Lu Hang drew an ugly line on the menu with the pen in his hand, "Shi Qi, are you fucking crazy?"

"Just talking." Shi Qi yawned bored.

Lu Hang didn't believe in evil, and leaned over to examine his expression carefully: "Have you gone to find Gong Xingchuan?"

"……Um."

"He threw you out of the office?!"

"...Why do you and Lily say that?" Shi Xi pushed Lu Hang's head away speechlessly, "I had a bad fight with Gong Xingchuan, but if he gets angry again, he won't let his ex-lover out of the office window." Throw it down."

Lu Hang looked at him with pity: "No, he will."

Shiqi: "..."

Lu Hang: "If my little lover is ruthless and turns around to marry the sole legal heir of my estate, I will not only throw him out of the window, but also drive a car and wait underneath. As soon as he lands, I will Just grind."

Shi Qi: "...fuck."

"I'm not kidding, he didn't do anything to you, did he?" Lu Hang was afraid that he would lack arms and legs, "Do you know that rich people are the best at playing, and when Gong Xingchuan gets angry, he might tie you up on the bed, Tie your hands and stuff the vibrator..."

Shi Qi interrupted Lu Hang's nonsense with a dry smile, then gritted his teeth and said, "He didn't do anything."

"Really?"

Shi Qi pretended to think, and then suddenly realized: "But I called him Dad."

Lu Hang: "..."

Lu Hang shook his hand and slammed the menu on Shi Xi's face.

At the same time, He Lan pushed open the door of the office.

Gong Xingchuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, lowered his head and fiddled with the documents in his hand.

He Lan read a few reports and realized that Gong Xingchuan was distracted.This is rare.When Gong Xingchuan was working, he was more focused than anyone else.

"Mr. Gong..."

"What's the difference between Fang Yichi and Wang Fusheng?" Gong Xingchuan asked a question that caught He Lan by surprise.

Fortunately, He Lan checked Weibo during work, and quickly said, "Is it a character in the drama "Stealing Fragrance"?"

"En." Gong Xingchuan tapped the phone screen a few times with his fingertips.

A hot search on Weibo suddenly popped up: Shi Qi, a popular young student, was tragically replaced, and the newcomer turned out to be him?

He Lan let out a soft "ah".

"It's just two characters, there's no difference from the names." Gong Xingchuan frowned, "Why are they on the trending searches?"

He Lan hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Gong..." He Lan bit the bullet and took out her mobile phone, and turned out the cast list of "Stealing Fragrance", "There is a difference."

She anxiously pointed at the screen: "Xiao Qi's male number one has been robbed."

There was finally a slight crack in Gong Xingchuan's calm expression.

The difference between the male number one and the male N number is relatively easy to explain.

He Lan outlined the plot of "Stealing Fragrance" to Gong Xingchuan, and said something selfishly: "Generally speaking, after the official release of the casting news, no major changes will be made, let alone the protagonist. "

He Lan swiped a few more microblogs to control the comments, and got angry: "What's the matter with this crew? Didn't Xiaoqi sign a contract with them?"

Gong Xingchuan thoughtfully picked up the phone.

"Mr. Gong, this crew has seriously breached the contract! Now they still buy Hei Xiaoqi, how can they do this?" He Lan talked for a long time, and suddenly realized that her identity was not suitable for Shi Qi to speak for, so she quickly fell silent.

She adjusted her mood and asked cautiously, "Mr. Gong?"

Gong Xingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a rather serious expression.

He Lan felt a sudden shock in her heart. Her boss had an unclear relationship with Shi Qi. This relationship is not considered sweet at any time, but now she is helping Shi Qi to speak...

"The character Fang Yichi...does he wear a cheongsam?"

He Lan's chaotic thoughts were interrupted, she let out a dumbfounded "hmm", glanced at Gong Xingchuan's phone from the corner of her eye, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably—the one zoomed in on the screen and focused on her thighs was time Habitat's makeup photo.

Eating mandarin duck pot requires patience, and the spicy pot is usually the one that boils first.

Under Lu Hang's resentful gaze, Shi Qi ordered a whole plate of mutton, and even answered Lily's phone call.

Lily yelled heartbreakingly again: "Shi Qi, have you seen the trending searches?"

Shi Qi threw a few duck intestines into the pot, and said calmly, "Yes, I saw it."

"Just now several marketing accounts that I'm familiar with received the script that the crew hacked you!" Lily's account was almost dying.

"Is that so..." Shi Qi calmly swallowed a small piece of duck blood and chewed it leisurely.

"Where are you?" Lily finally noticed something strange.

"Hot Pot City."

"..."

"The old place, Mandarin Duck Pot, do you want to come?"

"..." Lily was silent for three seconds, her dantian sank, and she roared, "Shi Qi, get the hell out of here on the set!"

"Sister Lily's phone number?" Lu Hang's clear soup pot finally had small bubbles, and he couldn't wait to throw two fish balls into the pot, "Sister Lily is still so irritable."

"I don't blame her, it's me who didn't live up to my expectations." Shi Qi dug up the hot search and read it with relish, "It's embarrassing for the protagonist to be blamed on any celebrity."

"They really dare to give your role to others?"

"Why don't you dare?" Shi Qi shrugged, "Gong Kai is dead, I have no backstage, and Gong Xingchuan and I are torn apart again. If we don't step on it now, when will we step on it?"

"They want to sell Gong Xingchuan's favor?" Lu Hang turned his head and glanced at Shi Qi's phone screen, "Oh, this little actor, just signed with Gong's entertainment company a few days ago."

"...Shi Qi, it's clear that I want to step on you."

Shi Qi squinted his eyes and said nothing. He found out the photo of the young actor, enlarged it, and took a closer look—it's not that good, it's not Gong Xingchuan's dish.

Shi Qi smashed the remaining half of the duck's blood, thinking gloomily, Gong Xingchuan likes it, obviously he is like this.

After Lily let go, Shi Xi had no choice but to abandon the hot pot and reluctantly rushed to the set.

"It's so interesting to be Lu Hang." Lily was holding a bottle of mineral water that was mostly drunk, as if she was ready to throw a punch at any time, "Now you are like a street mouse, everyone shouts and beats you."

Shi Qi took off his sunglasses and mask, and casually said: "Is that right? Lu Hang is not afraid of the black pen of the marketing account, and is willing to eat hot pot with me face to face. I think he has a crush on me."

Lily's eyes went dark, and she felt that Lu Hang could pour a pot of hot pot soup on Shi Xi's head after hearing this.

Shi Qi accepted it when he saw it was good, and changed the topic: "Where's my clothes?"

Without Fang Yichi's role, Shi Qi could only play Wang Fusheng. Lily was worried for him, but he himself was not affected in any way. He walked around the dressing room several times with all kinds of eyes on him, touched up his makeup, and then leaned against the wall to blow on the air conditioner, falling asleep.

Most of the scenes where Wang Fusheng appeared were in winter. The props team dutifully restored the costumes of the Republic of China period, but the director did not consider that it was midsummer at this time, and the cotton-padded clothes in the room felt hot just looking at them.

A car came bustlingly outside the set, Shi Xi raised his eyelids, and saw the face he saw on the phone screen ten minutes ago flashing in front of him.

He remembered that this little actor was called Gu Xi.

Gu Xi walked to Shi Qi's side, and held out his hand apologetically, "Senior, changing actors is a joint decision of the director and the crew. I'm sorry for hurting you." His well-articulated hands are very beautiful.

Shi Qi glanced at that hand: "It's hot in the room, my hands are sweaty, so I can avoid shaking hands."

Gu Xi made a considerate look, turned around and urged the assistant: "Where's my clothes? Go get ready, it's hot, don't keep everyone waiting."

Shi Qi sneered secretly, and closed his eyes again.

He has been in the circle for three years, and he can hear Gu Xi's implication.

Sure enough, Gu Xi's team spent an hour just choosing the cheongsam.

The heat wave was roiling, Shi Qi's cotton coat was soon wet with sweat, he took the mineral water from Lily's hand, and shook his head in the other's worried eyes.

"I'll get you a facial tissue." Lily couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned her head and left.

Shi Qi wanted to stop her, but when he opened his legs, his body swayed uncontrollably.

He has sunstroke.

"Shi Qi...Where is Shi Qi? It's your turn, get on the stage!" The field manager didn't mention it early, and he didn't mention it later, but he was mentioned at this time.

Shi Xi pursed his lips and rubbed his temples, suppressing the dizziness.

He said, "Here we come."