China Entertainment 2000

"You are the first young man who dares to speak like this on my show, Ayi."

After the rehearsal, Huang Zhan, who had officially finished recording the last episode of "Three Bald Guys", looked admiringly at Zhou Yi who stood up from the sofa, his eyes full of admiration: "Those like Tingfeng don't even dare to accept this from me. On the show, people like Chen Long and Hong Jinbao are not as candid as you."

The cunning is cunning, but Zhou Yi did not avoid even a single problem. Just this point alone left those people a few blocks away.

This is not easy for a superstar in his early twenties.

As a contract company, Warner can always indulge Zhou Yi to do this, which is enough to show how much freedom the president Zhou Jianhui gives.

"What are you afraid of? A Yi's female fans don't care about this anymore. Otherwise, they are buying albums and peripherals while eager to scold him and hope that he will change his ways. That would be outrageous." Luo Jiaying, who is widely popular in the mainland, is a little confused when talking about this matter.

He still felt old.

No singer at the peak of the Hong Kong music scene dared to play like this. As a result, after entering the new century, Zhou Yi suddenly came from the mainland and ate up all the dividends of this track.

"You know the truth, men are not bad and women don't love them."

As a well-known bald man in Hong Kong, Mecca, who was once a member of New Art City Pictures, laughed and cursed: "What's more, A Yi is so young, so handsome, and so tall, so many girls are willing to fantasize about it."

It can be seen that Mecca is indeed envious of Zhou Yi, who can easily go to 185 or 186 in a pair of shoes, but he is only over 1.6 meters tall.

The height of male stars is really a shortcoming in the entertainment industry that is difficult to save by any means.

The reason why Li Ming was more popular than the other three among the original Four Heavenly Kings was that his height brought him an indelible temperament bonus. Especially when the Four Heavenly Kings are on the same stage, it’s really embarrassing who is shorter.

"Don't slander me, Uncle Mai, I'm a virgin."

The words of Zhou Yi, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, made Huang Zhan laugh again, and the hearty laughter spread throughout the studio hall.

"It's a pity. If your boy had been born decades earlier, we would have had a lot of fun together after we met in Hong Kong, and maybe we would have left many works." Huang Zhan, who felt that this boy was very interesting to him, finally laughed and laughed. He patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder with some emotion.

His family knew about his affairs, and he wouldn't be able to survive for a few more years.

If his own creative energy was no longer enough to support him in coming up with new masterpieces, he would have had to give his little brother, who had such an appetite, one.

"There may not be no chance in the future, Uncle Zhan."

Zhou Yi, who didn't know much about Huang Zhan's cancer condition and only knew that he would completely deteriorate and die in two years, could not say anything. He could only wish the master happiness in his last days.

Huang Zhan, who heard that this was just a consolation, was very open-minded: "Let's go, I'll treat you tonight, but I won't drink. You have to protect your throat. Do you need to find some company for you?"

"That's not necessary. I don't like those people who don't have names or surnames."

"You brat has a pretty loud tone. He likes famous people, right?"

As a veteran professional in sensual dogs and horses in Hong Kong, at tonight's dinner, he told Zhou Yi a lot of gossip about his personal experience, which satisfied his curiosity.

So Zhou Yi, who had drunk a little wine, was still thinking about the melon he had eaten at the dinner table when he was sent back to the hotel.

very good, very powerful.

I took out my phone and saw that the message from Little Green Tea Cai Zhuoyan came earlier than anyone else, and it was sent around nine o'clock in the evening.

The cares such as "Will the recording be difficult today" are mainly focused on a warm heart.

Hmm... Bah, bah, bah, what's the matter with tea? Isn't this a real sweetheart baby?

After flipping through the message with a chuckle, Zhou Yi didn't reply, but went to take a shower on his own. After drying my hair and changing into a nightgown, I took my phone and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, overlooking the night view of Hong Kong and replied to a message——

[Fortunately, Uncle Zhan and the others are quite interesting. 】

It only took tens of seconds for the message to be sent, and the other party immediately replied: [Real or false? He scolded me quite fiercely, and I thought he was a difficult old man to get along with...]

Back so soon?

Zhou Yi, who had just put down his phone and was rocking comfortably in the rocking chair, raised his glass and took a sip of water. After hearing the vibrating sound of his phone, he subconsciously looked back - 1:58 in the morning.

Just as he was about to reply, Fan Xiaopang's phone call suddenly came in——

"Why are you calling me if you don't sleep at night?"

"You're not asleep. Have you forgotten that I can see whether the light in the living room of your suite is on?"

Fan Xiaopang's slightly tired voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "Are you full for dinner? If not, do you want to go out for a late-night snack together? There are not many people outside at this time."

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"I just got off work."

Zhou Yi chuckled: "You are busier than me. Why don't you go out for a late-night snack at this time when you have nothing to do tomorrow?"

"Who can compare with a superstar like you?"

Fan Xiaopang's voice was somewhat joking: "I just finished participating in a promotional event for a brand endorsement. Mrs. Chen gave me a day off so that I can have a good night's sleep tomorrow."

"As you said, wait for me in the lobby downstairs."

Zhou Yi smiled and hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa in the living room and prepared to go back to the room to change clothes - as if he thought of something, the figure who had just taken two steps stepped back and sent a text message to Cai Zhuoyan: [I Let's go take a shower first and talk later. 】

【Okok good night. 】

The text message was replied almost instantly. Zhou Yi, who walked towards the bedroom without looking back, didn't see it until he came out after changing his clothes. He was about to reply, but stopped after thinking about it and put his phone in his pocket. Black jacket pocket.

The weather in Hong Kong in November is not too cold, so a long-sleeved outer jacket can basically solve the problem.

After going downstairs, Zhou Yi also saw Fan Xiaopang, who looked slightly haggard - wearing simple blue jeans with white shoes, and a red hooded sweatshirt on his upper body.

Bright red and white.

Against the backdrop of the warm-toned lighting in the lobby lounge, Fan's appearance without makeup adds a fragile and fragile look.

"You are becoming more and more confident in yourself. Now you don't even put on light makeup when you ask me out for dinner."

"It's so late at night. It's so troublesome to put on makeup and then take it off. Besides, you don't know how many times you've seen me without makeup. What's the difference?"

Fan Xiaopang smiled. As he stood up, he put on the hood of his sweatshirt with both hands as usual. He walked up to the man. The moment he raised his eyes and looked at him, he tilted his head in the direction of the hotel door: "Besides, don't you think so?" Never heard of an old saying?

"A woman's greatest self-confidence is to be naked."

"If you want to praise your natural beauty, there is no need to make up old words to flatter yourself." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "Although you are indeed a lot more confident than you were two years ago."

Two years ago, Fan Xiaopang was still a thin maid. Although she was independent in what she said and did, she was still a bit timid in her actions.

The current Fan Xiaopang has completely abandoned the image of the past. Not only has he become more round and round, but he has also developed an indescribable aura - there is some truth to the fact that red aura nourishes people.

With the hit TV series "Young Master Bao Qingtian 2", the hit movie "Hedong Lion's Roar" and the "BaBy" music video that was a hit in international servers, both in terms of popularity and performance, they have completed the competition with the other two groups of Huanzhu Group. A woman overtaking on a curve. Especially when it comes to movies.

In 2002, Zhao Wei lost the halo of Little Swallow, because of the scandal, he turned to the film field. As a result, not only did his box office reputation completely collapse, but he didn't even have a chance to win a heroine trophy.

Lin Xinru is also pretty much the same. All the movies and TV dramas she starred in have received mediocre responses, even if her co-star Ren Xianqi is gone.

"The main thing is that once you are rich and famous, and your waist is strong, you will naturally become more confident in your speech."

In the blink of an eye, the tiredness between his brows disappeared without a trace. Fan Xiaopang reached out and took out a key from his pocket, put his index finger into the keychain and turned it around: "Have you been drinking?"

"A little, not much."

"Then let me do it. Otherwise, if you are caught, you may follow in the footsteps of Xie Tingfeng, or even be worse than him."

"Think of the word maybe."

Zhou Yi chuckled and gestured towards the security team who were still doing their duty not far away. The security chief understood it and immediately arranged for someone to drive and prepare to keep a certain distance while keeping up.

Fortunately, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, so the road was sparsely populated.

"Where to eat?"

"Not far from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel is Hong Kong Park. There are several late-night snack bars there that probably haven't closed yet. I used to go there to eat late at night after finishing filming or coming back from events." Get in the car. Finally, Fan Xiaopang, who was relatively familiar with Hong Kong, skillfully started the Mercedes-Benz.

It was at this moment that Zhou Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took out his cell phone and sent a text message back to Cai Zhuoyan - [Good night].

"So hard?"

"Otherwise, isn't it common for actors like me to stay up late during filming? Sometimes I go home and sleep for about three to five hours after filming, and then I have to get up again to film or participate in activities. I eat it at such a young age. He takes various medicines and is a frequent visitor to the hospital."

When talking about his busy schedule, Fan Xiaopang is somewhat accustomed to being calm and relaxed.

Under Zhou Yi's curiosity, she also described in detail some of the abnormal rotation speeds in Hong Kong, which made the former speechless——

"Fortunately, I didn't debut in Hong Kong."

"You don't need to be so tired as a singer."

Fan Xiaopang rolled his eyes at the man, and after parking the car, he took Zhou Yi to a small late-night snack bar.

At this point, apart from the boss, there were only two waiters in the store who were preparing to call it a day.

"Book of Changes?!"

"Book of Changes!"

"Zhouyi!!"

The boss and waiters who had received many celebrities were not surprised when they saw Fan Xiaopang. On the contrary, they all exclaimed when Zhou Yi took off his mask——

Damn it! Live the Book of Changes!

"Hello."

Zhou Yi, who stuffed his mask into his leather jacket, graciously complied with requests for autographs and photos, while Fan Xiaopang made a temporary guest appearance as a photographer.

"This boss has seen the world. People like Li Ming, Chen Long, and Zhang Guorong have all eaten here. When my manager Mrs. Chen and I came over to eat here temporarily, they didn't take any photos with me. required."

A very simple small table board, two small mats, and six cans of beer.

A superstar who had just caused a sensation in Hong Kong was sitting outside the store like the boy next door. He looked at Fan Xiaopang who took the menu and ordered the dishes skillfully while whispering to himself: "People here are right." Celebrities are almost immune, but here you are taking photos and signing autographs."

"Don't be envious, don't be jealous."

Zhou Yi, who still misses this kind of food stall environment, ironed the cups skillfully: "In game terms, this is cheating."

"Cheating will result in your account being banned."

Fan Xiaopang, who was ordering, looked up and saw the man fixing the tableware for him. He smiled and teased: "How can I surpass you if you are banned?"

"You have a big heart."

"People always have to have dreams."

The cold wind in the early morning swept over the woman's ponytail that was disturbed by the hood, stirring her hair and blowing it to her face. After handing the menu to the waiter, Fan Xiaopang raised his hand and stroked it, making no secret of his ambition: "I will definitely become a red superstar, more popular than you. When the time comes, we will go out to eat. It means when others take photos with me, you become the one taking photos next to me.”

"My suggestion is to go home and wash up and sleep after drinking these three cans of beer." Zhou Yi, who placed the three cans of beer in front of the woman, sneered, then paused in his tone, and then said: "There is everything in the dream."

Fan Xiaopang immediately rolled his eyes at him.

Dog man!

I don't know how to motivate her.

"I'm serious. I have already planned it. I will work harder and be more tiring in the past few years. First, I will make my reputation nationwide..."

While drinking beer and chewing the kelp appetizer that was served, Fan Xiaopang, who was wearing no makeup, outlined his blueprint to the man: "I'm not afraid of your laughter when I say it. My dream when I first entered the industry was just to make a lot of money, so I signed the contract." Qiong Yao’s company.”

"Didn't you make a lot of money from the World Cup? Why are you still working so hard?"

Zhou Yi, who was holding peanuts in his mouth, leaned his elbows on the table, then put down his chopsticks and raised the beer can at hand to clink glasses with it: "I go to bed at three or four o'clock every day, and I have to get up to work the next day. The money I earn I plan to hand it all over to the hospital.

"You are young now, no matter how old you are, the King of Hell will praise you for your good health."

"The money from the World Cup alone is not enough, so I won't have a chance if I don't fight."

Fan Xiaopang shook his head: "I don't have as high a musical talent as you, although I was a flute student when I was in school. Even my acting talent is not as good as Zhou Xun and the others, who are just as good as God, then I All that's left is to fight because I don't accept it."

When he said this, Fan Xiaopang looked up at the man sitting directly opposite him: "You know when I was in that old woman's company, I told her that I also wanted to try to play a heroine. What did she say about me? ?"

Zhou Yi's chewing speed of peanuts gradually slowed down——

When their eyes met, he moved his lips twice, but did not speak. Instead, he pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows to signal her to continue.

"She said that I will be a maid all my life and cannot be a big star. Only she can and is willing to support me as a supporting role. She also wants me to accept all the company's arrangements. If I am unwilling or unwilling, she will hide me."

When talking about his past, Fan Xiaopang put down the can in his hand, sniffed, pursed his lips and looked up at the galaxy above his head - the moment he raised his head, he blinked so fast. Shao Shao: "I don't accept it, so I want to be popular. I want to be popular. I want to be so popular that she kneels at my feet and says she is blind."

"I wish you great success." Zhou Yi, who said nothing, raised his glass and sent his most sincere blessings.

Fan Xiaopang, who has not yet been crushed by Qiong Yao, is obviously not the blackened Fan Bayi, and he still has his own pursuits and bottom line.

Fan Xiaopang, who had finally taken off all disguises in front of Zhou Yi, regained control of his emotions and then retracted his gaze to look up at the starry sky - but the next second he saw the beer can that Zhou Yi had been holding up and waiting for him...

Even when she was trying to control her emotions, he never let go and kept waiting for her.

"Could you please raise your glass quickly and give me some face? I'm very tired from holding my hands up all the time. You'll make it hard for me to get off the stage."

"..."

The corner of Fan Xiaopang's mouth raised several times, and she suppressed it several times. After several repetitions, the plain and fair face finally turned into a smile——

The breeze blew by, lifting the ponytail on the back of her head.

The disturbed hair spread in front of the woman's forehead. Fan Xiaopang, who wanted to say something several times, hesitated. Finally, he pursed his lips, smiled, picked up the beer can in his hand, and held it in the air. Collision: "You know, I opened a company. When I become bigger in the future, my first goal will be to acquire your shabby investment company, and then I will acquire that old woman's."

Zhou Yi pursed his lips noncommittally, and just as he was about to speak, across the road, two passing women with heavy makeup screamed——

"Ah?! Zhouyi! Zhouyi?!"

"It's really Zhou Yi!!! Huh? Why is there Fan Bingbin?"

Fortunately, there weren't many people on the road in the middle of the night, otherwise just shouting like this would have attracted many people to watch.

"Zhou Yi! Can you sign your autograph for me?! I'm your fan, your die-hard fan!"

Since they couldn't find a signature pen, the two women with heavy makeup even borrowed a ballpoint pen from the store and asked him to sign it on their...underwear.

When the two women unbuttoned their little black suits, the strong smell of alcohol and the underwear that caught their eyes made Fan Xiaopang on the side look sideways.

Did you drink a lot of wine in the middle of the night? Wearing something so cool, you’re not afraid of getting cold?

"Thank you for your support. This is my first time signing my signature on this." Zhou Yi skillfully found the best place to put his name on the underwear and signed his name. He smiled and thanked the two fans who didn't know if they were his fans. .

He also thoughtfully asked his bodyguards to come over to "protect" the two female fans when they returned home.

Fan Xiaopang looked at it and smiled: "Maybe you will get something unexpected tonight, so let's let it go?"

"I'm not so hungry that I choose a woman with such heavy makeup."

"What's wrong with wearing heavy makeup? Wouldn't it be the same if you turn off the lights?"

"Heavy makeup means I don't know if they can do it. You know, I am very picky."

"The one in the dark alley?"

"She doesn't wear such heavy makeup."

Zhou Yi, who was spinning a ballpoint pen in one hand, turned to look at her without makeup, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "As for whether you can acquire my company, we will wait and see."