Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

Xie Beiwang is not stupid. After Jiang Zicheng and Xie Changan looked at each other, both of them showed strong dizziness at the same time, their faces were pale, and their eyes were red. If there is no problem, it would be strange.

Xie Beiwang immediately helped Jiang Zicheng out of his father's office. Behind them, Xie Changan strongly demanded Jiang Zicheng to stay with a hoarse voice, but Xie Beiwang turned a deaf ear.

Jiang Zicheng's feet were soft like noodles, and the feeling of fatigue in his head was even worse than the ability to use it three times in a row.

Xie Beiwang was anxious, his face became colder, and all his thoughts fell on the person in his arms.

He escorted Jiang Zicheng all the way into the bedroom, and squatted down tenderly, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and then tucked him into the bed.

He got up and called the servant: "Call the doctor."

Jiang Zicheng had already recovered a lot at this time. He hurriedly pressed Xie Beiwang's wrist and said, "Mr. Xie, I'm really better. I just committed hypoglycemia just now. Just eat something sweet."

Xie Beiwang replied: "Low blood sugar? You and my father have low blood sugar at the same time?"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

His eyes wandered around, but he couldn't think of a good excuse. He also knew that the eyes between him and Xie Changan just now were too weird, it was like two martial arts masters competing for internal strength, what did outsiders look at Nothing happened, but the person vomited blood, looking like a loser.

Seeing Jiang Zicheng's face being captured and not knowing how to argue, Xie Beiwang was angrily retorted with a smile: "Why, haven't you thought of a new excuse?"

Jiang Zicheng shrank his neck and refused to speak any more.

Anyway, what he said was wrong. Xie Beiwang is an ordinary person with no abilities. If he tells Xie Beiwang the truth, he will probably only be sent to a mental hospital.

Relying on his predictive ability, Jiang Zicheng grew up to 24 years old smoothly and happily. When he had accepted the setting of "I am the only Kryptonian in this world", suddenly a bolt from the blue sky was sent down. A fellow Krypton!

Moreover, this Kryptonian fellow is much better than him. He has a wealth of money, hugs left and right, and has a proper life winner setting. If this is placed in a novel, President Xie is the starting point male protagonist at first glance, and his abilities are used to make a fortune; and he is barely regarded as the Jinjiang male protagonist, and his abilities are all used to talk about love... Be the starting point hero!

Jiang Zicheng buried himself in the quilt again, showing only a pair of eyes outside, and under a dry order to chase away guests: "Oh, I'm so tired... Mr. Xie, I'm going to sleep, and I need to take a good rest."

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

Xie Beiwang said angrily: "Jiangzicheng..."

While pretending to be asleep, Jiang Zicheng said, "Jiang Zicheng is asleep!"

"Jiangzicheng, you..."

"Jiang Zicheng really fell asleep!"

"..."

The young man lay straight on the bed and flexibly performed "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water." If his acting teacher in college saw his such superb acting skills, he would definitely give him the award of outstanding student of the year.

After Jiang Zicheng "slept", Xie Beiwang did not leave, but stood by the bed, looking at him with a complicated and helpless look.

Even though Jiang Zicheng's eyes were pitch black, he could clearly feel that the man's vision was like a pair of invisible big hands, touching his hair, cheeks and body little by little.

It was not a lustful look, but contained pity and helplessness, as if looking at the most important thing in life.

Jiang Zicheng was wrapped in such gazes, as if lying in the clouds, and as if being washed by waves, his consciousness was getting slower and slower. He wanted to pretend to be asleep, but before he knew it, he actually fell asleep.

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Jiang Zicheng dreamed of a golden wheat field.

The eight-year-old herself stepped barefoot on the ridge, her old-fashioned sandals were taken off, and her two white and fat feet were exposed to black marks by the sun.

Next to him stood a thin and tall young man. The young man was in the developmental stage. He was taller, but his muscle mass had not increased. The white cotton hurdling vest covered his body and looked empty.

As the sun sets, the warm sunshine shrouds the endless fields, and the billowing wheat waves are stained with the color of the sun, and even themselves have become golden yellow.

The little Jiang Zicheng asked: "Brother Wang Wang, the wheat has turned golden, is it because UFO is coming to pick me up?"

The young man asked, "Is it bad here? Why do you have to leave? Someone will be sad when you go."

Jiang Zicheng was asked. He thought of his good friends in the class, thought of the cotton candy at the entrance of the alley, thought of the clowns and balloons in the amusement park... He hurriedly replied: "I, I will go to Krypton for a small stay. Soon, I will return to Earth every weekend to see my parents!"

The boy shook his head: "Besides your parents, there are others who will be sad."

He didn't understand: "Who are the others?"

Yeah, who are the others.

The boy smiled. He turned to the little boy beside him, his dark eyes resembling a deep spring. Against the sun, the young man seemed to have a hairy golden rim growing on his body, looking warm and warm.

Jiang Zicheng stared at the golden little brother blankly, involuntarily stretched out two chubby hands to touch the light on his body.

The furry light is also furry to the touch, warm, thick, and smooth to the touch, but it is not very honest, always moving around in the hands of Jiang Zicheng...

…Ok? ! ! Moving around? ? ? ?

Jiang Zicheng frowned and touched what was in his hand.

It's thin, long, and has long hair, so it doesn't leave hands. There are short limbs and pointed mouth on the long body. It doesn't feel like sunlight, but like—

—"Xie Dabai! Why did you run into my bed?!"

Jiang Zicheng woke up suddenly from his sleep, and the heavy "hairy cushion" stuck on his face was about to crush him to death. He overturned the long-haired sable covering his head, and the little sable looked at him aggrievedly, his big fluffy tail dangling like a duster in front of his eyes.

"Bah, baah." Jiang Zicheng ate a lot of mink in his sleep. Fortunately, he woke up in time, otherwise he would be stunned by this naughty little guy.

He grasped the long and thin body of the ferret with both hands, and wanted to teach it a lesson, but he was reluctant to start, so he could only shake it without deterrence.

"Well Jiang Zicheng, don't bully Dabai." The girl's clear voice sounded beside her.

Jiang Zicheng was taken aback. He turned his head and saw that there was a person sitting on the small sofa next to the bed: Xie Yingying's legs crossed and he was watching him with interest.

Jiang Zicheng horrified: "Why are you in my room?"

Xie Yingying: "My brother asked me to come. He said that you slept all afternoon, and if you don't wake you up, you will sleep until New Year's Day."

"Huh?!" He turned his head and looked out the window. As expected, the sky was dark, and the sound of firecrackers came from far away. I didn't expect him to sleep for a whole afternoon without even eating lunch. On the bedside table was a bowl of white porridge and a few side dishes. It was cold to the touch. It was probably the lunch that the servant brought him.

Jiang Zicheng asked: "What about Mr. Xie?"

"He is talking to the old man now." Xie Yingying rolled her eyes, hugged Xiao Bai Sable, got up and sat down on the bed in Jiangzicheng, leaned in his direction, and asked in a low voice, "What happened in the study? What happened? The family doctor was called by the housekeeper today, and the old man’s blood pressure soared. So did you. After coming back from the study, I slept all afternoon."

Jiang Zicheng naturally wouldn't be telling the truth, and said, "Mr. Xie is also here. If you are curious, you can ask him."

"Cut... one or two, both so mysterious."

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When Jiangzicheng went downstairs, the New Year's Eve dinner was already on the table.

The decoration style of Xie's restaurant is very exaggerated. A table alone is several meters long. Sitting on this end, you can't see the other end.

On the New Year’s Eve dinner on New Year’s Eve, the kitchen chef tried his best to fill the table with dozens of good dishes like running water.

Although there are many meals, there are only four people eating. As the head of the family, Xie Changan sits in an upright position, with a son and a daughter sitting on his left and right. Jiang Zicheng stood awkwardly at the table, Xie Bei saw him coming, and took the initiative to pull the seat beside him and motioned him to sit down.

Jiang Zicheng sat down beside Xie Beiwang stiffly against the gaze of Mr. Xie.

Xie Beiwang asked him: "Is your health better?"

Jiang Zicheng nodded quickly.

Although faced with the delicacies of mountains and seas, Jiang Zicheng's meal was so delicious. In WeChat, both the Tianxin hot pot restaurant and the cast and crew are very lively. Everyone wishes each other New Year's Eve and competed with the New Year’s Eve dishes on New Year’s Eve.

Taking advantage of other people on the table, Jiang Zicheng secretly raised his phone and took a picture of the delicious delicacy in front of him, and sent it to the group with the text "I have no appetite".

The result was rubbed by the people in the group, saying that he was deliberately showing off!

["Blame You Too Cute" group]

Daxia Lu: Jiaohua, do you still say you have no appetite? Your New Year's Eve dinner is almost comparable to a state banquet, right?

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: It also depends on who you are eating with QAQ

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: I might as well go to McDonald's alone.

A fox: …this tableware looks familiar.

Wei Huan: Brother, haven't you spent the Spring Festival with your family?

It's Jiangzicheng, not Jiangchengzi: @卫欢, male god, I spent this Spring Festival with three friends...

He looked up at the three Xie family members on the table, thinking that the three of them had formed a group to toss him.

For the countless time, his prayer time went back to this morning-can't he just stay with the crew, why have to fly back! From the moment he stepped out of the airport, he was doomed to be uneasy this Spring Festival.

A New Year’s Eve meal that I didn’t know how to eat took two full hours. Jiang Zicheng felt that he was not enjoying food, but mechanically filling ducks. He faced a small bowl of rice in front of him, putting grains of rice into his mouth one by one.

The first person to leave the table was Xie Yingying. She had always had a bad relationship with her father. After dinner, she casually said "Happy Chinese New Year", and she went down to the table gracefully.

A minute later, Jiang Zicheng's mobile phone vibrated slightly. It turned out that there was a WeChat message.

He took a look at his cell phone, and it turned out that it was Xie Yingying.

crystalX: I think you didn't eat well either.

crystalX: I hid the instant noodles behind the flower pot on the second floor and took it myself.

Jiang Zicheng: "...Puff."

Xie Beiwang glanced at him, put down his chopsticks, took a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth: "If you are full, go back to your room and rest."

Jiang Zicheng had been waiting for these words, and he jumped up when he heard the words, wishing that the oil on the soles of his feet slipped away. Braised pork with beans, black pepper steak, tomato sirloin... Which flavor of instant noodles does he want?

Unfortunately, no matter how agile the rabbit is, he can't escape the trap of the hunter. Before he could say goodbye, Xie Changan, who was sitting in the upper position, suddenly raised his eyelids and smashed him in place with a word.

"Jiang Zicheng, follow me to the study."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang immediately asked: "What are you looking for?"

Xie Changan: "What do I want to do, why should I report to you?"

Xie Beiwang: "He is the guest I invited, not you."

Mr. Xie became irritated and exasperated, "Do I need your consent to talk to the company's employees? Don't forget, you are just the CEO of Rui Ci, and I have not officially abdicated yet."

Xie Beiwang wanted to say something, but Jiang Zicheng suddenly grabbed the man's wrist under the table. He slapped the man twice, signalling him to be relieved.

It's useless to escape. Old Xie always lived so many years longer than him. Then, after discovering that Jiang Zicheng had a special ability, how could a person in the city government pretend that nothing happened? This afternoon, Mr. Xie, old enough, to overturn his resume and investigate it seven or eighty times. It is estimated that Jiang Zicheng is almost like a transparent person in front of him.

Jiang Zicheng looked at Xie Beiwang beside him, and said seriously: "It's okay, Mr. Xie, I will chat with my father and I will not waste too much time."

Jiang Zicheng thought very confidently-now in a society under the rule of law, can Mr. Xie still kill him?

Even if Mr. Xie really wanted to kill him, he still had to ask Mr. Xie if he was willing.

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In the study, two men, one old and one young, sat face to face on the sofa, with a short table in between.

Throwing a few piles of thick materials on the short table, he investigated all the experiences of Jiangzicheng from childhood to adulthood in every detail.

At this time, Jiang Zicheng felt like "It really came!" With Xie Changan's wrist, it was too simple to investigate Jiang Zicheng's past.

"Jiangzicheng, I won't go in circles with you." Xie Changan sat on the sofa with a cigar between his fingers. The thick cigar flavor slowly drifted from his fingertips. He brought the cigar to his mouth, deep Take a deep breath and say, "What happened this morning, to be honest, I was very surprised. I lived to this age. You are the first person I've met who is'the same' as me."

Jiang Zicheng deliberately asked: "The same? Where is the same?"

"Don't pretend, your information reveals a lot of things." Xie Changan pushed the information from the investigation to him. "Your resume is very simple when you were a student, but after graduating from the film school, you are the first to shoot. The drama went viral. In the next two years, every work you participated in became popular for various reasons. Although you have been playing a supporting role, you have left a deep impression on the audience."

Xie Changan took out another piece of paper: "When you were at Tianxin Film and Television, you subscribed for 20% of the shares with a remuneration. After Tianxin Film and Television was acquired by Ricci, these shares were exchanged for 0.1% of Ricci’s shares. Not much to go up, but the annual dividend at the end of the year will be enough for you to live a lifetime in comfort."

Xie Changan continued: "That "Full House" was directed by director Li Cai for the first time. The theme of this movie is too biased, and there is no actor willing to accept it. You took it for a mere 50,000 pieces, and everyone was there at the time. Laughing at you stupid, but in a blink of an eye you won the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Film Festival."

Xie Changan: "Also when you were at the Macau Racecourse, you hit the'winning streak' and won a prize of 3 million. You transferred the money to an Indian account. I checked it. It was an independent Indian documentary filmmaker. , With your funding, he has completed the post-production and editing, and it is said that he will be sent to participate in this year's documentary world competition."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Damn, after he threw the money to Kapil, he forgot to ask about the progress of the movie. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xie stretched his hand so long and helped him investigate Kapil's progress.

Xie Changan knocked on the ashes of the cigar: "So do you have to quibble?-I guess, your ability has something to do with predicting the future."

Jiang Zicheng has nothing to say.

Putting his resume in the eyes of people who don't know the truth will only think that he is lucky. However, Xie Changan had already determined that he possessed a supernatural ability, and after speculating in this direction, Jiang Zicheng's hole cards were almost guessed.

Jiang Zicheng readily admitted: "Mr. Xie, it's a great fate for us to meet." He stood up and clasped his fists. "But the world is full of banquets. We are not seen by the green hills and the green water is long. We will have the fate again..."

Xie Changan: "Shut up, you sit down for me."

Jiang Zicheng: "..." Sit down nicely. jpg

Xie Changan said: "Jiang Zicheng, do you know why I am looking for you?"

Jiang Zicheng said blankly: "...Isn't it about telling me about supernatural powers?"

"Ability is nothing to talk about." Xie Changan waved his hand. "I have lived for sixty years. When I was young, I always felt that I was the only wizard in the world. God loves it and helps me succeed. But age. The bigger I get, the more lonely I feel—can you understand this feeling?"

Jiang Zicheng said honestly: "I don't understand, I'm only twenty-four, and I'm still young."

"..." Xie Changan couldn't catch his breath and almost died of breath. "Just shut up and listen to me quietly."

Specifically, Xie Changan's and Jiang Zicheng's mental journeys are completely opposite.

Since childhood, Jiang Zicheng believed that there must be people like him in this world, and those people who live in remote Krypton will one day drive UFO to pick him up; as his psychology gradually matures, he realizes that there is no Krypton in this world. , He has supernatural powers alone, and he can live very comfortably.

And Xie Changan is different. Xie Changan was arrogant when he was young. He felt that he was the only one in this world who was so awesome and the biggest man. But when he was old, he felt very lonely. He didn't have a trusted person to talk to him. Ability, he desperately desires to be able to appear a companion.

So he chose an extreme method-desperately, having a baby.

Anyway, he was rich and handsome, he was born, born, born, born, born, born, born, born, born, born, born, born enough to form a basketball team, as a result, there is no one who inherited his abilities.

Having said that, he stopped, his eyes turned to Jiang Zicheng.

Jiang Zicheng immediately increased his vigilance: "Mr. Xie, don't try to climb relatives. Look at the two of us, except for the same gender."

The matter of supernatural power is like when God created human beings, accidentally added some embellishments, it cannot be modified, nor can it be given to other people.

Xie Changan asked: "Do your parents have no abilities?"

Jiang Zicheng shook his head. His parents are the most ordinary people on the planet, they love their jobs and are dedicated to their work. If they have supernatural powers, they are probably used to mark homework for their students.

Xie Changan: "Then did anything special happen to you when you were a kid?"

"No, this ability has existed since I remembered myself." Jiang Zicheng racked his brains and recalled, "I didn't touch the switch, I was not flooded, I was not bitten by a spider... Oh, when I was in kindergarten, my head was blocked by the door. Squeeze it, do you count?"

"...The old man doesn't think it counts."

"Oh, I don't think it counts."

The two looked at each other awkwardly for a while. They had just talked so much, and Jiang Zicheng was not as cautious at first. Although Xie Changan is greedy and lustful, he is a "superior predecessor" after all. Jiang Zicheng is really curious about how he used this ability to make a fortune.

Jiang Zicheng plucked up the courage and asked boldly: "Then Mr. Xie, what is your ability...?"

This question hit Xie Chang'an's privacy, his brows furrowed, as if he was evaluating whether Jiang Zicheng could be trusted. He just looked at Jiang Zicheng up and down for a long time. In the end, his inner loneliness won. This secret has been buried in his heart for nearly sixty years. This may be the only opportunity in his life to speak out.

"My ability... is special." Xie Changan admitted, "I can see how much money a person can make for me in the future."

Jiang Zicheng: "...?????!!!"

My god, Xie Changan, an old wealth fan, really got into the eyes of money! Jiang Zicheng remembered that at noon, Xie Changan called him in front of him to look at his eyes. The original purpose was to see the future trend of wealth for Jiangzicheng.

After the first sentence is spoken, the rest of the sentence is much smoother.

Xie Changan said: "In the early days of my business, I used this ability to excavate a lot of talents. Do you know why Huang Yue became a brother with me? Because before his debut, he was just the little horse behind the boss. He packed up as a superstar and put him where he is now."

Huang Yue is a veteran actor of Rich Entertainment. He won the Golden Phoenix Lifetime Achievement Award last year. Thirty years ago, he was a popular figure.

Seeing Xie Changan's proud appearance, Jiang Zicheng suddenly remembered Xie Beiwang—Xie Changan had so many children, but Xie Beiwang was the only heir he recognized. Could it be because of such "utilitarian" reasons?

Jiang Zicheng tremblingly asked: "Then Mr. Xie...I mean Xie Beiwang, and so..."

"Naturally." Xie Changan said, "Fifteen years ago, I gathered all the children who were related to me and'watched' them one by one. Except for Beiwang, every child showed a negative number. ."

"…negative number?"

"Yes! It's all a group of prodigal sons who only know how to reach out and ask me for money! How can I rest assured that the Ruici Group that I have worked so hard to create will be handed over to those prodigal sons?" Xie Changan said with relief, "Only the one from the north The child, he obviously grew up in the country and has not received a day of elite education, but his eyes are bright, he is a wolf, a wolf that can lead a pack of wolves! — I saw such a wolf on his head digital."

Xie Changan reached out and gestured a number.

Jiang Zicheng asked cautiously: "...is the unit a'billion'?"

"Poor boys like you have only this imagination."

Jiangzicheng: "...=_=#"

Xie Changan didn't notice Jiang Zicheng's face at all, and continued: "So, Beiwang became my heir; and the other children can only get their living expenses every year from the foundation I established."

Many gossip magazines are speculating why Xie Changan had so many children in his life, and only Xie Beiwang became his only heir. There are "sons of first love", "most like oneself", and "excellent ability"... Jiang Zicheng also secretly guessed, but he never expected that those guesses would be so unbearable in the face of the truth. hit.

Xie Changan chose Xie Beiwang not because of feelings, but just because of money—just because he could make a lot of money in the future.

At this moment, Jiang Zicheng's deep sympathy for Xie Beiwang suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know if Xie Beiwang needed his sympathy, but when he thought of the man who stood upright, he had such a past behind him. I feel... very sorry for him.

Xie Beiwang seldom laughs, and his tone of voice rarely fluctuates. Jiang Zicheng sometimes even feels shamelessly that the only mood swing of a man is left to himself. He had always thought that the identity of "President" restricted Xie Beiwang, and Xie Beiwang had to face everything with a more mature, sensible and indifferent attitude; until this second, he knew that Xie Changan was the culprit.

Suddenly, Xie Changan raised his voice and said angrily: "When it comes to this, I feel angry, Xie Yingying is also a'negative number'! Originally, I didn't want to bring her into the house, because Beiwang liked her and had to recognize her as her younger sister... But do you know what happened on her fifteenth birthday?"

Jiang Zicheng asked: "What happened?"

Xie Chang'an: "On her birthday, the negative number on her head suddenly expanded, and the data on Beiwang's head also dropped rapidly, directly dropping by one-third-Beiwang unexpectedly listed Xie Yingying as his without my consent. Heir to the estate! What is going on with him, isn't he going to have a baby?!

Jiang Zicheng: "..."