After breaking up, he panicked

Chapter 15

After Deng Meng and the others were surprised, they saw that Li Jingchi's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care, and they lost interest and continued to have fun.

The man's slender and strong fingers slid across the screen of the phone a few times, and his dark eyes flickered on and off.

On the chat interface, click on Zhang Shuyi's avatar, and the content of the chat is still in the early morning three years ago.

There is only a photo sent by Zhang Shuyi on it.

The photo shows him holding Hong Wei in his arms and kissing. The position is wrong, and the two people's faces cannot be seen, only Li Jingchi's broad back can be seen, and Hong Wei has his eyes closed, as if enjoying himself.

The blurry picture quality, the magical composition, and even the flowers in front of the camera seem to be the main characters. It looks like it was taken by Zhang Shuyi, who can't take pictures.

There is only one sentence under the picture, in this case, let's break up.

Li Jingchi twitched the corners of his mouth, his dark eyes were full of violence.

Everyone thought that he had abandoned Zhang Shuyi, but who knew, even the him back then, never expected that Zhang Shuyi, who was always gentle and infatuated in front of him, would dump him directly.

That being the case, shouldn't he do what he wants?

Because no one touched the phone screen for tens of seconds, it immediately fell into darkness in the dim light of the bar.

Perhaps the weather in the capital is helping the old man, the sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly.

It must be a good sign, the old man was wearing a plain exercise uniform and hanged his voice in the yard for decades, and went back to the house to have breakfast in a good mood.

By the way, I sent a message to my grandson.

Zhang Shuyi also got up at this moment, and worked out in the gym at home for a while, but his gym is not so much a gym as a practice room.

Since Tsing Yi's figure, it is not enough to learn one or two movements.

By the time he walked out of the room in his exercise uniform, he was already soaked through.

Although he can't do rebellion, he is also a man who can fry a poached egg.

The mobile phone untimely broke the tranquility of the morning. Zhang Shuyi held the plate in one hand and slid it away casually. The voice carried a cool breath in this early morning.

"Hello."

This is clearly no number stored, and no memory of the number at all.

The other end of the phone fell into silence, Zhang Shuyi subconsciously glanced at the phone screen, it was clear that the phone was still on.

"Hello, who are you?"

The room is clearly warm, but the voice on the other end of the phone is tinged with coolness: "Zhang Shuyi, you are so fucking kind."

Zhang Shuyi: "???"

Even after sitting in the car, he still couldn't understand why Li Jingchi went crazy early in the morning.

He looked at the blue sunny sky, and seeing that he was almost at the destination, he waved away his thoughts and kept his best state.

No matter what you say today, you can't embarrass the old man.

The place is really a good place.

Quiet, quiet, in this hustle and bustle of the capital, there is a kind of meaning of being hidden in the city.

Zhang Shuyi looked at the address sent by his grandfather on the phone, and followed it to find it.

A08.

At the same time, a Maybach slowly rolled into the garage.

Hong Wei drove the car and said softly, "Jing Chi, do you still have an impression of this place?"

Li Jingchi sat in the co-pilot and glanced sideways at Hong Wei. He suddenly remembered the whispers of the group of artists last night.

The inside and outside words reveal that Zhang Shuyi not only has acting skills, but also looks very much like Hong Wei.

His heavy gaze swept over Hongwei's smooth jawline and tightly closed lips.

It is very similar, objectively speaking.

But the Zhang Shuyi he saw that night appeared in Li Jingchi's mind, as long as he saw Zhang Shuyi, his attention would never be in a certain place.

"Jing Chi." After Hong Wei got out of the car, his eyes were moistened by his gaze, and his cheeks were a little flushed.

.....

"Let's go." Li Jingchi withdrew his gaze, turned around and got off the car.

Hong Wei was overwhelmed by this apparent indifference, the blush on his face couldn't dissipate, but instead the gloomy and bored eyes.

He begged Jing Chi for a long time in today's game, Hong Wei took a breath silently, no matter what, he must get the role in this book.

In the private room of A06, the director and screenwriter of "Fear of the Dark" are sitting in the private room.

"What's the meaning of this Hong Yingdi? You hired Mr. Li to play the game, do you want the male number one?" The screenwriter is an old screenwriter, as long as he produces a book, there will be nothing wrong with it.

And this time he prepared the script for three years. The male lead was specially set for Zhang Shuyi. When he wrote the male lead, Zhang Shuyi hadn’t had any accidents yet. Of course, no one would compete with him for the male lead. Now the screenwriter and director I still want Zhang Shuyi to play the leading role, but obviously someone is going to grab it.

In fact, although there are rumors on the Internet that Zhang Shuyi imitated Hong Wei everywhere, but whoever is the director or screenwriter, in fact, no one can tell which of the two of them has deep-rooted acting skills, superb skills, and brought the characters in the book to life. ?

But capital is capital, not to mention the capital at the top of the pyramid like Li Jingchi, no director or screenwriter can offend him, unless he doesn't want to mess around.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, the director and editor, who were originally somewhat sad, suddenly changed into pleasant and hospitable faces. The four adult men sat in their seats tacitly, each with a plan in mind.

A08.

As soon as Zhang Shuyi entered the door, he saw a man with a slightly naughty face and a handsome face, talking and laughing with Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zheng were friends when they were young, but now they are both old men with gray hair, and they still refuse to give in to each other when they meet.

The two young ones met unexpectedly for the first time, not because of anything else, but because Lao Zheng's grandson was not a good boy when he was young, and his parents were afraid that his son would not be admitted to a good university, so they sent him to study abroad early.

The young man looked very energetic, with a pair of narrow and thin single eyelids, slender but not weak cheeks, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and a faint tattoo on his neck.

"Hi, I'm on the weekend."

The man stretched out his hand, and the moment Zhang Shuyi held it, he felt the thick callus on the man's tiger's mouth.

Although he was slightly surprised in his heart, his expression remained calm.

"Hi, I'm Zhang Shuyi."

The two old men quarreled endlessly when they met. Seeing the two young men greet each other so politely, they felt that they disturbed their atmosphere. No matter what the situation of the group was this time, they directly drove the two of them to the pavilion in this courtyard, saying: "Young people go out to play more, don't always follow us two old men."

Zhang Shuyi: "..."

The man was calm, with a smile on his distinctive face, and said, "Let's go, Shuyi."

Zhang Shuyi seldom heard outsiders call him that. Although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't feel disgusted.

He was a little surprised by his own reaction. After all, when outsiders called him that, he would feel a strong rejection in his heart, and even felt that his personal sphere had been violated.

In this entertainment circle, there are all kinds of strange names. Zhang Shuyi will not refuse any name on his face, but he has a ruler in his heart.

Now this boy who was a few years younger than himself who had only met once had obviously crossed the line, but he didn't feel repelled.

This is the first time.

The structure of this store is similar to a courtyard house. There is a small lake outside the windows opposite the doors from a01 to a08, and a small pavilion is built in the middle of the lake.

The pavilion is also covered with curtains, which pays great attention to privacy.

From the lakeside to the pavilion, you have to cross a wooden path. The path is a bit narrow and can only be passed by one person, so Zhang Shuyi walked in front, and weekend walked behind him.

He saw the wicker chairs used in the pavilion, which were antique and interesting, and he was pleasantly surprised. He couldn't stop looking at them, so that he couldn't hear what he said behind him on the weekend. So he turned his head and wanted to ask a question, but the one under his feet almost fell into the lake without paying attention.

On the weekend, he grabbed him, but he lost all strength for a while, and directly held Zhang Shuyi in his arms.