Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet - Chapter 97

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Jiang Zicheng blushed, and looked at the lover who suddenly appeared in front of him with surprise and joy, for fear that this was an illusion caused by too much miss.

The flight to Beijing only takes four hours. Before he hung up the phone, he was still thinking that he could see his lover after another four hours… but he didn’t realize that the person who couldn’t help it first would be Xie Beiwang.

In order to see Jiang Zicheng earlier, Xie Beiwang left his official business for the first time and made time to fly over to pick him up home.

Mr. Xie is generous, and directly booked the first-class cabin. The passengers in the first-class cabin tonight are the only two of them, ensuring that the whole journey will be private and undisturbed.

Xie Beiwang adjusted the seat to the most comfortable position and patted the blanket prepared in advance: “Okay, go to sleep.”

Jiang Zicheng was stupid: “Sleep, sleep?”

This, this, this is on the plane, even if the stewardess won’t bother you, there is no need to play the “trapeze” game, right?

I think that behind the curtain is the economy class where people come and go. If the sound is too loud, it will be heard in other people’s ears; under the blankets, there may be a set of uniforms hidden; if there is a turbulent airflow, the cabin will be It will vibrate slightly, and he will definitely be scared and hug him tightly…

Jiang Zicheng thought bitterly, Xie Beiwang is really a beast. He, this little beautiful man, is almost unable to bear the beast-desire of the big beast.

“…” Xie Beiwang raised his eyebrows, “What are you thinking about again? There is surveillance on the plane.”

Jiang Zicheng: “…”

Yes, yes.

Jiang Zicheng lay down on the seat quickly, wrapped his blanket tightly, and closed his eyes tightly. It’s a pity that the eyeballs under his eyelids rolled around, and he was pretending to sleep.

Xie Beiwang didn’t pierce him either, but gently tucked the blanket for him, brushed away the messy hair between his forehead, and leaned over and kissed him gently.

Jiang Zicheng pursed his mouth and forced himself not to laugh out loud when he was “sleeping”.

With a familiar temperature, the man’s lips quietly pressed against the young man’s forehead, cherishing and gentle.

“Chengcheng,” Xie Beiwang said suddenly, in a small but clear voice, “If you really want to do ‘that kind of thing’ on a plane, you are always welcome in my private plane.”

Jiang Zicheng pretending to sleep: “…”

Chengcheng fell asleep, and Chengcheng heard nothing=_=zzzZZZ

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During the three-day holiday back to Beijing, Jiang Zicheng arranged for him clearly.

He definitely couldn’t get up on the first day and the second day, so he would regenerate his energy and go out to visit relatives and friends on the third day.

At noon he went to his parents’ house first.

In the past six months, he has been in a very good momentum. There are more and more fans, but with more fans, all kinds of monsters and ghosts have come out. A nasty illegitimate fan found out his family background, and he just ran to Jiang’s father and mother. The work unit blocked them.

Jiang’s father and Jiang’s mother are all ordinary elementary school teachers, with a kind personality and always being kind to others. Jiang Zicheng and his parents look very similar, with his face and temperament like his father, facial features, and skin like his mother. This has led to Jiang’s father and Jiang’s mother as soon as they walked out of the school, people came up to take pictures with their cameras, and others gave flowers and gifts. Gifts, please “bring them to your husband”.

Where did the old couple think that there are such things as **** fans in this world, Jiang Ma said angrily: “He is not your husband, he is my son!”

They came to live in the staff community assigned by the school, and they were recently besieged. Jiang Zicheng was filming in the mountains during that time, but Xie Beiwang sent someone to secretly **** the old couple out, and temporarily settled in an apartment building in a high-end community.

Jiang Zicheng was ashamed. He wasn’t by his side when his parents needed him the most. His son was too unqualified.

Dad Jiang was quite open: “The more fans, the more popular my son. My mother and I want to drive, so don’t blame yourself.”

Mother Jiang asked him: “By the way, Mr. Xie, who helped us move and borrowed the house for us to live in, why did he treat you so well? Isn’t he the big boss of your company? Why should he worry about the artist’s parents moving. It’s something.”

Still women are naturally sensitive. The dull father Jiang really regards Mr. Xie as a good boss who is compassionate to his subordinates. Only Jiang’s mother noticed the difference.

Jiang Zicheng and Xie Beiwang had already discussed the matter of coming out. They decided to let Xie Beiwang have a better sense of presence in front of the old couple. After the old couple had a positive impression of him, they would find a formal occasion to come out to their parents in earnest.

So now… let’s keep the secret.

Jiang Zicheng took an orange and squeezed it in his hand, and replied calmly, “Your son is now a small sign of the company. You see how much money I made for the company in the upper part of the movie, and this one is also being shot now. I went to win the prize. If I really win the prize, Mr. Xie will be happy, and maybe I will give you another son, uh, a house!”

Hey, I almost missed it, so risky, so risky!

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Coming out of his parents, Jiang Zicheng drove to Tianxin Hot Pot Restaurant. This time when he returned to Beijing, he called his friends out for dinner in the WeChat group in advance. Unfortunately, Hu Yizhi and Wei Huan were already in the filming group. Lu Xiayuan was shooting a variety show in Europe. Only An Wen was free to eat hot pot and immediately rushed to go there. feast.

It was a happy event to meet the old friends, but when An Wen entered the box, she was wearing a huge sunglasses, covering half of her face.

After the waiter left, An Wen took off her sunglasses and frightened Jiang Zicheng—

“Okay, Miss An, you are still called eyes. Are you cutting the peach in half and pasting it?” Although Jiang Zicheng was talking cold words in his mouth, he quickly took a bottle of iced drink and put it on her eyelids. Go on, reduce the swelling for her.

An Wen flattened her mouth aggrievedly and said: “It’s not that scumbag. I was so angry that I didn’t sleep well last night and cried all night.”

“Scumbag? Zhou Eel… uh, Zhou Manyu? Why are you still in contact with him?” Jiang Zicheng asked in surprise.

“Where is I to contact him! It’s his news that has to jump in front of my eyes!” An Wen hates and angers. It is obviously a beautiful flower. When she talks about her ex-boyfriend, she becomes a king flower, “You Haven’t watched the news these days? Yesterday all the entertainment headlines were maxed out. Zhou Manyu’s contract expired. The previous company terminated the contract and signed a high-profile contract with’Changan Entertainment’!”

“What?!” Jiang Zicheng really didn’t know about this.

Zhou Manyu was hit by a big name before, and his popularity plummeted, but after all, there was no real hammer, and after a long time, he couldn’t stop it. Fans filter heavily, and soon forgot his dark history. The commercial blockbuster he had traveled to the United States before was about to be released recently, and the drafts were bombarded. Labels such as “Hollywood Certified Acting Skills”, “Chinese Light”, “Asian Males Who Conquer Foreign Actresses”, and so on were affixed to him. , So that his popularity has taken off again.

Changan Entertainment just took a fancy to his topicality and his traffic physique, and threw out the sky-high price contract to dig him over from the previous company. Bad company + bad guy… It’s a nest of snakes and rats.

As An Wen was talking, she burst into tears with anger: “Yesterday my agent inquired that Changan Entertainment spent 50 million to buy the copyright of the fantasy, and he has already decided that he will play the lead role.”

The little girl is very temperamental. When she thinks that her ex-boyfriend who hates itchy teeth is getting better and better in the circle, she can’t stop making trouble.

Jiang Zicheng moved in his heart and suddenly said, “An Wen, you look into my eyes.”

“what?”

“You have dirty things on your eyes, I’ll take them off for you.”

It was for this reason that Jiang Zicheng seized the opportunity and stared at An Wen for ten seconds—

Ten seconds passed by, Jiang Zicheng smiled slightly, and his fingers ran across her swollen eyelids.

“An Wen, don’t worry.” Jiang Zicheng said, “The scumbag will not end well.”

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A month later, along with the first snowfall of the new year, the filming mission of “Finding Home” starring Jiang Zicheng officially ended.

As the leading actor, Jiang Zicheng was the first actor to enter the group and the last to leave the group. The later urban scenes were all moved back to Beijing, the crew was convenient for shooting, and Jiang Zicheng could also go home from time to time to meet Xie Beiwang.

But the theme of this movie is too depressing. Jiang Zicheng is fully engaged, and almost the whole person is caught in the role. As long as he is in front of the camera, the pain, depression, and struggle will surge up and show in his body.

Xie Beiwang felt sorry for him and invited the chef to make a nourishing banquet. Even so, Jiang Zicheng’s weight fell uncontrollably. When he first joined the group, he lost 15 catties from his original weight. When the whole movie is finished, his weight will be only 120. It’s a catty.

When he fell asleep at night, Xie Beiwang felt that the thin hands in his arms made him quite worried.

Fortunately, the hard work pays off. Under the tempering of a good director, Jiang Zicheng’s acting skills have developed by leaps and bounds. Several of the veteran actors he worked with were all drama actors, and the senior who played Jiang Zicheng’s adoptive mother was full of praise for him. When the banquet was held, he joked that he wanted to make him a godson.

Jiang Zicheng was so drunk at the banquet that he was crying and crying with his uncle Cai.

In fact, where is his suffering? He is crying for the actor in the play. He was stolen from his family, knowledge, wealth, and youth.

Jiang Zicheng couldn’t help being drunk and crazy, and the two brawny men, Kevin and Tony, couldn’t control him together. Instead, they were beaten full of bags. Brother Hu wanted to go up to help, but he almost kicked him to his chest.

What can I do, if he is not transported home today, he will probably lie down on the side of the road?

The three of them were worrying about the little gentleman, and suddenly a voice rang behind them—

-“Let me do it.”

Brother Hu looked back and was surprised to find that Xie Beiwang did not know when to appear behind them.

The man held his mobile phone and pointed the camera at Jiang Zicheng, taking pictures of him muttering nonsense. Jiang Zicheng was drunk once in a while, and in Xie Beiwang’s eyes, he was drunk and cute.

Brother Hu hesitated: “Mr. Xie… Zicheng, he will attack people now.”

“It’s okay.” Xie Beiwang put the phone in place, stretched out his arm, and opened his arms to Jiang Zicheng.

As for Jiang Zicheng, it was like a small thumbtack that finally found a magnet. He actually raised his arm, rushed over and plunged into Xie Beiwang’s arms.

He raised his head, and inexplicably hit the man’s chin with his forehead, and said, “It’s not bitter, it’s not bitter. If you have you, it won’t be bitter.”

Jiang Zicheng breathed alcohol from every pore on his body. Xie Beiwang helped the little drunk to help him, and asked him: “Should I hold you back?”

“No…no hug.” The small thumbtack was taken off the magnet and sucked back with a snap. He clasped Xie Beiwang on all fours together, and said loudly, “Behind me!”

Xie Beiwang didn’t even move his eyebrows, turned around and squatted down, letting Jiang Zicheng climb on his back.

Jiang Zicheng leaned back softly, his nose sprayed against the man’s ears, his two hands wrapped around the man’s neck, his legs jumped up-and slid weakly again.

It’s awful, I drank too much.

Xie Beiwang squatted down again. At the same time, he picked up Jiang Zicheng’s legs with both hands, and brought him up, this time finally steadily carrying the youth on his back.

Brother Hu followed with vision, unfolded the coat in his hands, and covered Jiang Zicheng to prevent him from catching a cold.

They left through the back door of the restaurant, where there was a passage leading directly to the parking lot.

Suddenly walking from the warm indoors to the cold outdoors, Jiang Zicheng couldn’t help but shudder, and he hugged the heat source under him and moved closer.

Xie Beiwang walked very steadily, Jiang Zicheng buried his head on his shoulders, closed his eyes, half-dreaming and half-awake, with a smile on his mouth.

Hu Ge took two assistants to **** them, and at the same time be careful about whether there are paparazzi taking pictures. Considering that he has been in the industry for so many years, the female artists he has brought are monks and junior high-ranking artists, thinking that bringing a male artist will save a lot of worry, but he will not escape to marry a rich family in the end.

but…

Hu Ge Yu Guang took a peek at Mr. Xie, who was walking next to him.

There is only one person in this world, Jiang Zicheng, who can make the serious and cold President Xie show such a gentle expression.

Jiang Zicheng leaned on his lover’s back, smelling the good hormonal breath of Xie Beiwang’s body between his nose, and rubbed his head against the man’s neck like a baby.

Xie Beiwang asked: “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Zicheng’s vague voice came: “Am I losing a lot?”

“Well, it’s too light.”

“How light is it?”

Xie Beiwang replied: “The skinny bones are all dead.”

“Wrong!” Jiang Zicheng suddenly spread his hands, raised his arms high, and straightened his upper body dangerously, ignoring that he might fall from Xie Beiwang’s back at any time. “You are not my bones!!”

“…”

He roared, and his loud voice echoed in the parking lot late at night: “It’s Lao Tzu’s big machine!!!”

Xie Beiwang: “…”

Hu Ge &kevin&tony: “…”