Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

If the impression score of people is divided into ten grades, then at the first meeting, Xie Beiwang's figure strolling through the crowd gracefully can at least score an eighth in Jiang Zicheng's heart.

As for now...?

Oh, lose more than a hundred points.

Jiang Zicheng saw Xie Beiwang stretch out his lewd claws twice, and his impression of him became lower and lower, and he even lost a lot of good looks towards Miss Xie.

The WeChat chat records between him and "Ms. Xie" still stayed at the sentence "I want to join your fan group" sent by the other party. At that time, Jiang Zicheng didn't know how to reply, so he simply stood there, and ended up standing still. It's been a long time.

But Ms. Xie is a daughter of Rich Entertainment Group after all, and Jiang Zicheng can't always walk around her house.

So after three days, Jiang Zicheng finally bit the bullet and opened her WeChat dialog box.

Xie: I don't know how to join your fan group?

It's Jiang Zicheng, not Jiang Chengzi: I'm sorry, Miss Xie, I've been busy with work recently, and my phone has been in the assistant's hands, and I didn't see your previous message.

When Jiang Zicheng replied, he specially selected the early morning hours in China, but he did not think that Miss Xie was not asleep, and quickly replied with a smile.

Thanks: [smile]

Jiang Zicheng looked at this smile, always feeling that it had no meaning.

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Although Jiang Zicheng had been hiding from the Xie family siblings, it was too easy for Xie Beiwang to know his current situation.

The crew of "Full House" expedition to Venice, their every move, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring.

In recent years, excellent Chinese-language movies have become scarce, and only scattered figures with yellow skin and black hair can be seen at the three major international film festivals. Suddenly this year, three Chinese-language films appeared on the stage in Venice, and some media have already preached that this year is the "Year of China".

The manuscripts were sent back to China one after another. The name of "Jiang Zicheng" was not found a month ago. This time it finally attracted the attention of all parties.

With a little guidance from the navy, the comments under the hot news were instantly overwhelmed by rainbow farts in full bloom.

"My favorite little brother was finally noticed by everyone!! Does anyone want to join me to slide on Brother Cheng's abdominal muscles!"

"Extremely beautiful Jiang Xiaocheng [Heart] Angel Face Jiang Xiaocheng [Heart] Serious and dedicated Jiang Xiaocheng [Heart] Born actor Jiang Xiaocheng [Heart]"

"A former classmate of the same class came out and said, Xiao Jiang has been a school grass and squad leader since junior high school. As long as it is his turn to raise the national flag, all the girls are vying to be the flag bearer for him."

"Ah, ah, Jiang Chengzi, you are only 24 years old!! You are still a child!! Mommy forbids you to wear such **** clothes!!"

These awkward flattery made Jiang Zicheng embarrassed. He used to post a Weibo three days ago, and one Weibo could have a thousand comments under it. Now, there are so many praises, and his thin face is really supportive. Can't help.

He threw these comments in front of Brother Hu and complained: "Brother Hu, where did you find the navy army? Just blow it, and blow my name wrong!"

Brother Hu looked carefully for a long time, and finally found that in the last rainbow fart, "Jiangzicheng" became "Jiangchengzi".

The most embarrassing thing is that there were thousands of likes and hundreds of buildings in this reply, but no one could see that the leader of the navy had made the wrong name.

Hu Ge comforted him: "Look, it turns out that the order of words does not affect Chinese reading."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Uncle Cai was holding the water glass, cheerfully, much like Coach Anxi in the hands of a slam dunk. He said: "You just have the wrong name sequence. Look at me. Yesterday a Chinese media contacted me and said he wanted to interview me, but he didn't even remember the name of my work. He wrote "Full House" as "Man Jiang Hong". 》."

Jiang Zicheng said: "Which pheasant media? Uncle Cai, have you scolded it well?"

"What are you scolding, am I the kind of person who must compare the baht?" said Uncle Cai, "it's all you need to get black."

"..."

Sure enough, the director has a high self-cultivation.

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Venice is lively, and Ruici Entertainment, which is thousands of miles away, is not clean.

As soon as Xie Beiwang came out of the conference room, the secretary fell to his ear and told him in a low voice that Miss Xie was waiting for him in the office.

Miss Xie is studying in a boarding school with all foreign teachers. Recently, during the summer vacation, she moved back to her old house, staring with her father every day. She is sixteen and her father is sixty. The two stayed together, and they could fight eight times a day, and staged all martial arts in twelve times.

Xie Beiwang pushed open the door of the office and saw the young girl sitting on the sofa angrily, holding her pet mink in her arms, teasing it with teething biscuits.

It would be enough if she was the girl alone, and she was also followed by the etiquette teacher and home assistant, and there were five suitcases beside her.

Xie Beiwang said, "What's the matter, Miss, is this going to run away from home?"

Miss Xie snorted, "I'm moving in an upright manner! Old man Xie and I can't get along anymore!"

Xie Beiwang: "What's wrong?"

"What else? Old man Xie is disrespectful, and a lot of age has to be so tender. The girlfriend brought into the house this time is only two years older than me!" Miss Xie stomped her feet with anger, she wore a long dress. The long fishtail skirt swayed and moved, like a mermaid banging its tail against the rocks on the coast, setting off huge waves. "That young model invited a bunch of girlfriends to open a celestial body at home, and they lay down by the swimming pool without clothes. They were so hot-eyed."

Xie Beiwang knew how ridiculous his biological father was, and he did not shy away from letting his children see it. When Xie Beiwang was in his early twenties, one time he ran into his father recruiting three prostitutes to serve. Xie Beiwang couldn’t stand it and satirized him, “I’m not afraid of the wind at such an age”, but Xie Chang’an directly replied, “It’s better to share the burden with your son ", Xie Beiwang was so sick that he didn't say a word to him for a month.

The older Xie Changan is, the more he refuses to accept the old. He seems to be trying to prove his sexual ability. The girlfriends he contacts are getting younger and younger. They are paired and affectionate in public, which is really unbearable. .

Xie Beiwang looked at his sister: "If they open the celestial body, let them open. Anyway, they won't have more organs than you. What is it like for you to hide here? How did I teach you?"

Miss Xie did not speak, lowered her head and ravaged the little poor white mink in her arms with a guilty conscience.

In the end, the etiquette teacher responsible for teaching her explained: "Miss Xie taught them a lesson: She asked the servant to throw all the female models into the pool."

"..." Xie Beiwang could guess the development afterwards.

The young models got up from the swimming pool wet and grieved, and ran to complain to Mr. Xie.

Mr. Xie was surrounded by beauties, so there was no reason to speak of, so he waved his hand so casually, and his biological daughter was blasted away by himself.

"Just leave, I don't want to stay there." Miss Xie struck her neck, "Brother, you don't know how loud those little fairies cry, like swallowing a megaphone. "Speaker 101", they absolutely make their debut in a high position."

Xie Beiwang favored this sister the most. Although they were not born of a mother, Xie Beiwang personally brought up Xie Yingying. This relationship is deeper than the average sibling relationship.

Xie Beiwang asked his assistant to give his sister a room card: "Since I can't stay at home, come and live with me. My apartment is right next to me, and I will leave until the beginning of school."

Who thought Xie Yingying didn't accept the room card, but blinked and looked at him pleasingly.

"Brother~" She acted like a baby, "My classmates have all traveled abroad, and I stayed at home alone. It's so boring."

"It's okay to go abroad. Do you want to go to a villa in the Alps or go diving in the Great Barrier Reef? I'll let it be arranged."

"Neither of these are interesting enough..." Miss Xie pointed out.

"Then what do you find interesting?"

"Brother, can you help me get an admission ticket for the Venice Film Festival Awards Ceremony?!"

"..." Xie Beiwang paused for a while, and the smile on his mouth flashed away without being noticed by anyone, "Okay."

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At 3:30 in the morning in Venice time, Jiang Zicheng slept like a pie on the bed.

Every day in Venice, busy people seem to be at war, even if they sleep, they must race against time. In twenty minutes, he will get up to meet the battle of the new day.

He was afraid that the alarm would not wake him up, so he set one every five minutes.

But this time, it was a WeChat message that arrived earlier than the alarm clock.

Just a few words, with a tone that cannot be rejected.

Xie: Jiang Zicheng, ready to pick up.