Chapter 2 Rollover scene

Jiang Yin didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she showed her original expression and smiled calmly, "My sixth sense has always been very inaccurate."

Coincidentally, the hostess on stage handed the microphone to Zhou Ziheng after speaking, and the host asked him some questions about the movie.

"Just now we saw some clips in the pre-release trailer, Ziheng, your breakthrough this time is really huge, we almost didn't recognize it when we first watched it, we were all very curious, did you have any impression of making this movie? Deep things or feelings or something?"

Zhou Ziheng held the microphone, thought for a while, and replied, "If you feel it, you won't want to eat fish and shrimp in about half a year."

The fans in the audience all laughed, this kind of serious cold humor was unexpectedly suitable for him.

"Impressive thing... In fact, I was quite impressed with the whole process of filming this drama. To be honest, this is the first time I tried this subject, and Director Wang has obsessive-compulsive disorder in actual shooting, 80% of the shots. It was all filmed by us on the boat. At first, my seasickness was quite severe, and I couldn’t get into the state for a long time. The whole group was very tired and very depressed. When I thought that such a thing really exists in the world, I was stunned. People who are deprived of human rights and become slaves, I feel very..." Zhou Ziheng thought about his words, "It hurts, yes, probably this kind of mood supported me to finish the film with my teeth, I think all the actors and staff in the group are So it is."

Xia Xiqing tilted his head slightly to look at him, listening carefully. To be honest, he always felt that Zhou Ziheng was very unsuitable for the entertainment industry. He was like a product of a sterile environment, holding a heart to save any sinister and complicated environment outside.

To put it bluntly, he is an idealist suffering from redemptive delusions.

This is the first time he has seen Zhou Ziheng so close. Now he can understand why those star-chasing girls are so fanatical about wanting to see the real person. Such a good-looking star will only look better on the scene.

Staring at Zhou Ziheng on the stage, Xia Xiqing felt that every angle of his was almost perfect, and it could be used to replace those plaster that lacked texture and texture as a hand-practice tool for other people's portrait sketches. Occupational diseases made him always subconsciously scan and analyze every inch of Zhou Ziheng's skin and muscles through his body-covering clothes. Xia Xiqing, who has read countless people, always believed that Zhou Ziheng's body was the most perfect he had ever seen.

I really want to create a sculpture based on him. Xia Xiqing sighed in his heart.

"Then let's start the audience's question-and-answer session," the host handed the microphone to Zhou Ziheng, "Ziheng, you come first."

The fans started screaming with all their might, and the atmosphere at the scene became very lively for a time. Zhou Ziheng squinted his eyes slightly. This small gesture was very pleasing to Xia Xiqing.

On and off the stage, the eyes of the two people meet. The corners of Xia Xiqing's mouth raised slightly, and the corners of his eyes also raised slightly, habitually conveying information in his eyes.

"That's it."

Zhou Ziheng pointed in his direction.

"The girl in the floral dress," he added.

It turned out to be the girl behind him. Xia Xiqing smiled.

Boring straight guy.

Qiu Bo gave half of it, but was blocked by the other side's straight male wall. This unfavorable apprenticeship did not make him feel depressed, but aroused a fire in his stomach. Probably the same is true for a hunter who is chasing a deer, the more agile target he encounters, the better his gun will be.

He didn't listen to the question and answer between them very much. He just looked at the texture and lines of his body with his eyes, just like he was facing a perfect sculpture in an art gallery, full of longing and imagination.

The press conference lasted for two hours. After the show, Xia Xiqing went to the bathroom. This venue is a high-end hotel with a very complicated structure. Xia Xiqing turned around and couldn't find it. When he met a staff member on the road, he smiled and said, "Hello, Do you know where the restroom is?"

The staff was a young girl, and she was a little embarrassed to see Xia Xiqing, "Turn right, oh no, turn left and go to the end, there is a VIP restroom..."

"Thank you." Xia Xiqing tilted his head, smiled sweetly, and went in the direction she said with his hands in his pockets.

As soon as he walked in, the phone rang. Xia Xiqing glanced at the caller ID and frowned.

After playing all night, I'm not too tired.

"If I remember correctly, we haven't even started." Xia Xiqing washed his hands with the phone between his shoulders, "I don't think there's anything wrong with me... do you? Do you want to fall in love with me?"

He chuckled lightly, flicked the water droplets on his hand, took a few sheets from the paper box on the side, and carefully wiped his fingers, "I remember the first time we met, I said I wouldn't talk about it. In love, it's just that you have an appetite for me, and you have nothing to do to drink and drink, who knows that I will find you in just a few words..."

His final voice dragged on for a long time, as if he was hesitating in his words.

After hesitating for too long, his tone became completely cold, and he slowly said word by word: "One, no, yes, place."

The other party kept talking on the other end of the phone, making Xia Xiqing bored, "Are you serious? Don't make fun. I'm most afraid of hearing someone tell me that I'm serious. It's all bullshit, thinking I'm a bitter drama girl. protagonist?"

Mingming was still flirting with others at the bar yesterday, so he was so busy doing things with people on the spot. Now there is still a face to show sincerity.

"They're all grown ups. If you look good, maybe you can sit and drink a glass of wine next time we meet. Everyone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you have this skill, you will hook up with fresh and hot food. What's the point of spending time with me here?" Son." He shook his hand, and the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became much louder, making his ears hurt. He frowned and took it with his hand, without a trace of smile on his face.

Even the voice line has changed.

"I warn you, get away."

He clumped up the paper he wiped his hands before and threw it into the trash can, "If you talk nonsense, I'll find someone to trash the thing below you. Anyway, it was fucked in bed, so it's useless to keep it."

The person on the phone suddenly became quiet.

Xia Xiqing laughed, looked at himself in the mirror, adjusted his expression, and smiled lightly.

"Don't be nervous, just kidding. How can I be willing." His voice became extremely gentle again, leaning back against the wall of the bathroom, as if to comfort his intimate little lover, "So be good and disappear from my eyes, OK?"

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiqing was about to go into the toilet, but he didn't expect a person to come out of the room.

With a grey-blue shirt and a tall stature, he was the leading actor Zhou Ziheng, who was still shining on stage before.

Shit, the car overturned.

Xia Xiqing, who was knocked out of his "true face", did not panic. He was calm and even graceful, showing an angelic smile to Zhou Ziheng.

"coincidence."

Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, looking at Xia Xiqing's expression with disgust that couldn't be concealed, no, it wasn't that it couldn't be concealed, what an actor is best at is concealing emotions.

He was simply too lazy to hide his disgust.

Zhou Ziheng glanced down, and saw the silver badge on Xia Xiqing's chest that symbolized his fan status. Xia Xiqing noticed this look, he glanced at it himself, reached out and touched the badge, and said with a smile, "Well...you read that right, I'm your fan."

Zhou Ziheng bypassed him indifferently, walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.

Xia Xiqing shrugged, entered the cubicle, and closed the door with his feet.

Being hated by idols, missteps, missteps.

According to normal play, he would never show his sway when they first met, and it was really easy for him to pretend to be a close and friendly image. After all, the so-called little angels are more friendly, who let people always give up their trust to seemingly kind people at will. This time, it was really a bad time. Xia Xiqing disgustedly pulled the harassment-addicted guy into the blacklist.

Forget it, I wasn't a serious fan, I just regarded him as the object of sexual fantasies.

Being hated by one's own idol is not a special kind of care. Xia Xiqing thought so self-deprecatingly, slammed the door shut, and walked to the huge mirror to take a look. The gentle and kind-hearted person in the mirror was not him at all. Coming out of the bathroom, he left the venue directly.

Who knows, Xia Xiqing, who stayed in the bar until 3:30 in the morning the next day, received another call from Xu Qichen.

"Xi Qing, you are on the hot search."

The music in the bar was loud, Xia Xiqing walked out from inside frowning, squatting dizzy on the side of the road, drinking so much that his tongue tingled, "What did you say?"

"You have been trending on Weibo. It seems that someone uploaded a video of the press conference, and you appeared."

Xu Qichen said it calmly, but Xia Xiqing knew very well that he was such a calm person. He simply said a few words to Xu Qichen, and he sat on the side of the curb with the cold wind blowing on his face in the early morning. A little awake. Xia Xiqing frowned and opened Weibo and found the hot search page.

The first article on the hot search list was written in big characters.

["Seagull" Conference White Shirt Little Brother]

White shirt? Xia Xiqing tried her best to recall her outfit last night.

He seems to be wearing a white shirt... He clicked on the entry and looked at it. One of the most forwarded videos was the Q&A session between Zhou Ziheng and fans at the press conference. The camera switched from Zhou Ziheng on stage to the lucky fan offstage, that is, Xia Xiqing The girl behind her, during this process, the camera stayed on Xia Xiqing's face for a few seconds, and in just a few seconds, Xia Xiqing went directly to the hot search.

He suddenly remembered that he took off the mask and didn't put it on again, which was too careless.

This video has almost tens of thousands of comments.

[It's a watermelon, not a winter melon]: I want to get all the information about this little brother in ten minutes.

[VikiViki]: Mom, I saw an angel [tears filled my eyes.jpg

[Yan dog has no human rights]: What the fuck is this kind of appearance not a good man? ? ? This is too good-looking, and the long hair is also good-looking, a fairy is a fairy.

[33 is my wife]: Pure passers-by, this shot is simply amazing, it looks like an angel when it smiles, and it looks better than a lot of fresh meat...

[My Heng is the general attack]: The little brother is very handsome, but if I read it right, isn't the Heng family's support badge on his chest? [with screenshots

[First Lady Zhou Ziheng]: It is the support of the Heng family! Damn little brother is a fan of my Heng, I'm sorry I lowered the average value of Heng fans [kneeling]

[Zhou Ziheng, the most A-list in the universe]: Damn, my Heng family is really a fan of idols. This kind of look is killing a lot of idols now. I really embarrassed the Heng family [burst cry]

[eat melon Xiaoming]: These days, people who don't look good are embarrassed to chase stars.

As he was flipping through the comments, a man stood in front of him, a shadow shrouded Xia Xiqing's body, and he raised his head lazily. A good looking man.

The other party smiled and lit a cigarette, "No company?"

Xia Xiqing blinked slowly. For some reason, he had no interest at all. He raised half of his eyebrows and said coldly, "Do you think I look like someone without company?" After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave. The man was a little surprised. He didn't expect this handsome man to stand up so high, but he still stretched out his hand to grab him and said with a smile, "Don't rush to leave, it's not embarrassing or embarrassing at this time, I'll invite you to drink. ."

The other party's face was completely like an old hand, Xia Xiqing swept his eyes, then raised the corner of his mouth, and immediately changed his expression, showing a provocative demeanor, and put his fingers on the man's shoulder, "It's boring to drink... Handsome guy, I'm 20,000 an hour, so, you are a new customer, I'll give you a discount, how about 16,000?"

The man frowned immediately, "Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick." Xia Xiqing smiled lightly, "I'm clean, do you want to see the medical report?"

"Twenty thousand? How dare you say that." The man looked at him, "What's the matter with your ass inlaid with gold?"

Seeing him like this, Xia Xiqing's eyes immediately cooled down, and he spat out a few words that were very inappropriate to his appearance, even his voice was low, "I am JB with diamonds." His expression changed from teasing to a ruffian in an instant, and he looked up at the other party in the gray-white smoke, "No money, no money to talk to? For someone like you, take off your clothes and put money on the bed. I'm going, I have to think about it."

"You..." There was a hint of displeasure on the other side's face, but he still didn't seem to want to give up.

Xia Xi was bored, took out his wallet, took a few banknotes from it and stuffed them into the man's left chest pocket, "Here."

The man frowned, "What are you doing?"

Xia Xiqing took a breath of cigarette and spit the smoke on his face, "Buy a quiet one. If you really want to be dissatisfied, use the money to find some fun."

"You!" The other party was stunned.

He tilted his neck back, and his face was full of impatience when he lowered his head again.

"Don't get out yet?"