Spare Tire is Gone

The action was so intimate, Qi Cong hurriedly raised his hand to cover his lips.

What is not released from prison.

There is still a warm touch on the lips, the chocolate melts in the mouth, and the bitter sweetness stains the tip of the tongue. Qi Cong was steady, trying not to be disturbed by Gu Xun's actions, and said again: "You were too messy just now—"

The ringing of the cell phone is Gu Xun's cell phone. Gu Xun lowered his head and looked at the words "Zhao Zhenxun" on the phone screen, and then smiled at Qi Cong: "I'll answer the phone first." After speaking, he turned to the car window and put the phone to his ear after answering the phone. .

Qi Cong shut his mouth and looked at Gu Xun's side face when he answered the phone. After a few seconds, he put down the hand covering his mouth, moved the tip of his tongue, and pushed down the chocolate in his mouth.

The bitterness gradually faded and began to sweeten.

"I will return the person to you as soon as I get to the crew." Gu Xun said to the phone, his tone was different from the previous gentleness, a little lower, "I have the news that the biggest investor of "Qing Gu Chuan" is coming today The crew, Yan Huang is a sponsor. The incident will also affect the crew. If Qi Cong gets out of my car, you will be better able to deal with it. Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong. The media dare not write anything."

Investors?

Qi Cong had a pause and raised his eyes to look at Gu Xun.

I don’t know what Zhao Zhenxun said. Gu Xun suddenly squinted his eyes, and his voice became a little deeper: "Then I have to thank them, the last one..." Gu Xun seemed to notice Qi Cong’s gaze, and Gu Xun suddenly looked sideways. come.

The two looked at each other.

Qi Cong looked straight at Gu Xun without avoiding his sight.

Gu Xun's expression immediately converged, and while reaching out to Qi Cong, he said to his mobile phone: "I have a sense of measure, and I will talk to the crew." After he hung up, he quickly tapped Qi Cong before Qi Cong escaped. Smiled and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Qi Cong instinctively switched the chocolate from one side of his cheek to the other. After the change, he noticed that the smile on Gu Xun's face deepened, and then rushed to bite the chocolate into pieces. He asked, "Why are you here, don't you need to film? What's the matter with the investors you just mentioned? Has the matter between me and Jiang Zhaoyan affected the crew?"

"Don't be nervous, it's a bit of an impact, but it's not a big deal. It's handled well. This is also a good opportunity to promote "The Legend of Qing Gu"." Gu Xun leaned over and opened the small car refrigerator, while taking out various snacks from the inside. He explained, “I’m resting this afternoon, so I want to come to see you. On the way, I heard about the investor of "Qing Gu Chuan". I know that investor, it’s a bit difficult to deal with, I’m afraid he will be embarrassed. You, so you changed your mind temporarily and snatched you from Broker Zhao. You got in my car and he won't embarrass you anymore."

Qi Cong asked, "Why didn't he embarrass me when I got in your car?" After asking, he realized that this was actually a nonsense, frowning and pursing his lips.

Although I haven't learned it in detail, from the information I've contacted before and the attitude of people around me towards Gu Xun, Gu Xun's family background is very good.

Even without mentioning his family background, Gu Xun's personal right to speak in the circle seems to be sufficient. Gu Xun just behaved like that in front of the media, and escorted him to the crew all the way. The signals released by these various behaviors are enough to make those who want to embarrass him think about it a little more and then converge.

Gu Xun is protecting him.

"Because they are afraid that the directors and screenwriters I know will tell them bad things." Gu Xun took the topic with a smile, closed the refrigerator, opened a can of juice, inserted a straw, and brought it to Qi Cong’s lips. So mess, are you angry?"

Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun and raised his hand to take the juice: "I'm not angry...but I hope you can communicate with me or Brother Zhao in advance before you do anything next time."

Gu Xun immediately raised his hand and promised: "Next time."

Such a big person, he even raised his hand and swears this set.

Qi Cong stretched his eyebrows, and rubbed the juice jar with a hint of coolness: "Thank you for picking me up... and your chocolate and juice."

Gu Xun laughed again, put his hands down, and took a big step to Qi Cong's side, touching Qi Cong's legs, arms and arms.

Qi Cong straightened his back immediately and instinctively looked at Kevin who was driving.

"He can't see us." Gu Xun lowered his voice, leaned to Qi Cong's ear, took out his mobile phone and tapped, motioning Qi Cong to lower his head, "Show you something."

The warm breath sprayed into his ears, Qi Cong leaned against the car door uncomfortably, and under Gu Xun's urging again, he lowered his head and looked at the phone in Gu Xun's hand.

Gu Xun suddenly approached sideways and raised his other hand to hold Qi Cong's head.

So Qi Cong's posture of bowing his head on the side turned into a gesture of "throwing his arms and hugs". His forehead was pressed against Gu Xun's chest, which was leaning over, and half of his body was held by Gu Xun's arms.

Qi Cong froze and wanted to move, but his head was gently touched.

"Although I have said this to you before, but... gurgling, welcome back, I am glad you can come back."

Qi Cong stopped moving away.

Gu Xun's voice was very gentle, the body temperature passed through the two layers of clothing was very ironing, and the taste of fir was mixed with the sweetness of silk juice... All of this merged into a kind of peace of mind that people want to indulge in. Qi Cong looked down at the legs of the two leaning together. After a few seconds, he lowered his head and asked, "Have you seen those on the Internet?"

The head was touched again, and Gu Xun's voice came: "Yeah."

Qi Cong squeezed the juice can and continued to ask: "Do you... have any thoughts?"

"I regret not staying with you all the time." Gu Xun lowered his head and rubbed his lips against Qi Cong's hair. The expression reflected by the car window was dark and unclear, but his voice was very gentle, "Gong, those are not your fault."

It's not his fault.

Qi Cong slowly released his fingers and tilted his head slightly, as if leaning in Gu Xun's arms: "Thank you."

…

Sure enough, a lot of media surrounds the crew. When approaching the door of the crew, Qi Cong called Zhao Zhenxun, but Zhao Zhenxun asked him to pass the phone to Gu Xun. Gu Xun took Qi Cong's cell phone, chatted with Zhao Zhenxun, then hung up and looked at Qi Cong: "He asked us to wait for him, and then join the crew together."

Qi Cong asked, "You go in too?"

"Well, go meet your production director. Kevin, slow down and wait for Manager Zhao."

The nanny car quickly caught up, and passed Gu Xun's car and stopped in front of the crew. The waiting media immediately became excited and quickly surrounded the past.

Kevin took the opportunity to avoid the mass media and parked the car closer to the entrance of the crew's shooting yard. Gu Xun and Qi Cong got out of the car one after another and walked towards the entrance together.

Over there, Zhao Zhenxun deliberately scratched the door of the babysitter’s car. After getting out of the car, he turned the door closed. He gestured to the media and walked towards the entrance of the shooting yard.

The media were dumbfounded, looking at the empty behind Zhao Zhenxun, and then at the nanny car that had already started up and was going to the parking lot, all at a loss.

Where is Qi Cong? Why is there only Zhao Zhenxun?

Suddenly a reporter yelled: "Behind! Wait, Gu Xun! And Gu Xun!"

All the people in the media were startled and hurriedly followed the voice to look at it, but it was too late, and Gu Xun had already turned Qi Cong into the shooting compound.

The noise and shouts were blocked outside the courtyard, Gu Xun and Qi Cong slowed down and waited for Zhao Zhenxun.

After ten seconds, Zhao Zhenxun stepped forward. When he approached, he immediately reached out and grabbed Qi Cong behind him, frowning and looking at Gu Xun: "Gu Xun, there will be no next time. Of course, Qi Cong can take your car, but you can say it well instead of grabbing it."

Gu Xun thick-skinned as a city wall, his expression remained motionless, and said, "Mr. Zhao, guess why the production director of your crew didn't notify you of the news of the agent, the main investor of the lead actor, but told me first?"

Zhao Zhenxun's expression darkened.

Why? Of course, I want to find Gu Xunlao's advantage. After all, it was Gu Xun's previous attitude that he cared about Qi Cong, which made the production director think about it. Now that Qi Cong and the sponsor Yanhuang are in trouble, isn't the opportunity here?

"Gu Xun, you are willing to take the bait for this kind of trick. Manju is also an investor in this show. I can talk to investors."

"But it is the most painless and beneficial for Qi Cong to come forward. And he has tried it out. I shouldn't. Qi Cong's position will be very embarrassing." Gu Xun suddenly approached Zhao Zhenxun, suppressing his voice until Qi Cong couldn't hear clearly. "Broker Zhao, you know in your heart that Qi Cong now needs someone to help him wash his reputation. The higher-profile I am, the better your plan will be implemented."

Zhao Zhenxun understands the stakes. He is actually not too angry anymore, but... he also lowered his voice: "You don’t speak so grandiosely. When I can’t see your thoughts, restrain yourself a little. It’s not what you want to do. Just do whatever you want."

After hearing this, Gu Xun looked at Zhao Zhenxun with a slight frown and worried, looking at Qi Cong here, and smiled comfortingly at Qi Cong, with a lower voice: "But I have been waiting for too long."

The door is not a place to talk, the three of them walked towards the inside of the crew together. Just a few steps away, the production director and several other crew leaders greeted a short middle-aged man with him.

It came so fast. Zhao Zhenxun frowned, turned his head and asked Qi Cong: "When I ask you to say hello, you can say hello, and don't talk at other times."

Qi Cong nodded.

The two parties converged, and the attention of the production director and the middle-aged man was on Gu Xun from the beginning, and they were very enthusiastic about Gu Xun's attitude. During the greeting, the production director also called Qi Cong very cordially, introduced Qi Cong to the short middle-aged man, and added something unclearly: "It's a newcomer that Teacher Gu Xun admires very much."

Gu Xun corrected: "I really appreciate it."

Zhao Zhenxun endured without rolling Gu Xun's eyes.

The short middle-aged man looked at Qi Cong when he heard the words, smiled at Qi Cong kindly, and said, "As expected to be Teacher Gu Xun, he has a good vision. This newcomer looks like a good acting seedling. Qi Cong is right? Act well, with Gu Xun's escort, the future can be expected."

Qi Cong took a look at Gu Xun next to him, smiled at the middle-aged man, and politely replied, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for the praise, I will work hard if I dare not be it."

After a round of greetings, President Liu consciously or unconsciously hinted that Gu Xun would find a place to chat alone. Gu Xun took the suggestion, and the production director immediately began arranging a place. Zhao Zhenxun spoke at the right time and said, "Then I will be out of company first, and Qi Xun will pay back. I have to try on the clothes, the costume teachers are waiting."

Mr. Liu responded: "Business matters, then you go quickly."

Zhao Zhenxun took Qi Cong to prepare to leave, and Gu Xun suddenly said, "Qi Cong."

Qi Cong stopped and looked back.

Gu Xun, who has maintained a social expression since Mr. Liu and others appeared, stepped forward, smiled at Qi Cong, took a bar of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into Qi Cong's hand, and shook his hand: "I'm finished. I will come to you."

Everyone looked at the hands of Gu Xun and Qi Cong, and the expressions of the production director and Mr. Liu became extraordinarily meaningful.

"...Go away." Zhao Zhenxun raised his hand to support Qi Cong's back and pushed him forward, then looked at Gu Xun, "Mr. Gu, goodbye." After saying that, he nodded to Mr. Liu and the others, almost pushing him. Qi Cong walked away quickly.

After staying away from Gu Xun and his party completely, Zhao Zhenxun frowned and looked at Qi Cong: "If you have time to supervise Gu Xun, he will be lawless."

Qi Cong squeezed the chocolate in his hand and asked, "I... just care about him?"

"Otherwise, I'll take care of it?"

The direction of the chat seems a bit wrong. Qi Cong put away the chocolate and replied: "Brother Zhao, sorry, I will go talk to him."

The trial installation is in the infield of the crew, and there is a room dedicated to storing and storing costumes. Zhao Zhenxun took Qi Cong in and negotiated with the costume designer.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Qi Cong thinks that the eyes of the staff around him looking at him are strange, not malicious, but not kind, there is a kind of looking at a rare species.

He tried his best to ignore, and after Jiang Meng, Yuanyuan and others arrived, he immediately devoted himself to work.

There are a total of three costumes for You Changqing, all of which are newly made, a set of brocade gowns for daily wear, a set of cumbersome formal clothes, and a set of warrior clothes for hiding their identity.

The color of the robe is azure, printed with bamboo leaf patterns. The martial artist's clothes are dark blue, with dark silver stripes. The formal suit was worn by You Changqing when attending the Qionglin banquet. The color is more mature, the inner lining is red, and the outer cover is black. The dress leader's mouth is embroidered with low-key dark moiré, which has a low-key luxury.

For a clue character with few scenes, this costume specification is already pretty good.

Zhao Zhenxun was very satisfied with the quantity and quality of the clothes, and said: "Try the most troublesome formal dress first, or change it immediately if the size is not suitable."

Qi Cong nodded, and took the clothes into the changing room inside with Jiang Meng.