Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

Jiang Zicheng hadn't figured out how to talk to Xie Beiwang about this. That night, Xie Beiwang's phone actually called directly.

The two of them are separated by more than half of the earth, and there is a full ten-hour time difference. It is already night in Jiangzicheng, and it is the busiest time of the day over there.

Jiang Zicheng picked up the phone, hid the excitement that he hadn't noticed, and asked seriously, "Mr. Xie, what are you looking for?"

Xie Beiwang replied: "Nothing. Just after the meeting, I am a little tired and want to hear your voice."

"...Oh." Jiang Zicheng didn't think he would speak so straightforwardly, his face was slightly hot, and he slowly said, "Then, then you listen."

The man's voice did sound tired. As soon as he flew over, he didn't have time to adjust the jet lag, so he threw himself into the intensive work, which was really exhausting. Xie Beiwang has no hobbies that can be used to relax. When he has free time, he wants to chat with Jiang Zicheng. Even if Jiang Zicheng does not speak, just listening to his shallow breathing in the earpiece, Xie Beiwang’s spirit can relax. A lot.

Xie Beiwang asked him: "Did anything happen during my absence?"

Jiang Zicheng Zhengchou didn't have the opportunity to tell him Mr. Xie's plan. He hurriedly said: "There are some. Recently, Director Wu has interviewed a lot of artists. He also asked me for an interview the other day."

"Well, I know about this." Xie Beiwang said, "Ricci Entertainment's music department will go out independently and Wu De will be in charge."

"Isn't he the real person in charge?" Jiang Zicheng was anxious, afraid that Xie Beiwang would be careless about Jingzhou, and said hurriedly, "Others don't know the situation of the new company, don't you know? The new company is nominally in charge of Director Wu. In fact, the person behind is your dad!"

But on such a critical issue, Xie Beiwang lost his usual acumen, and his tone was exceptionally calm: "Of course I know. But he is too old to create a second Rui Ci."

Don't underestimate the enemy! ! That old guy is ambitious! ! Jiang Zicheng was so anxious that he almost told him about his ability. Fortunately, at a critical moment, the tight string in Jiang Zicheng's mind reminded him that he didn't let him be confused to expose his trump cards.

He can only murmur: "Isn't it possible to be a president without an age? For example, a person over sixty years old with a girlfriend who has more than three digits and a child with more than two hands cannot be a president?

Xie Beiwang: "...No, the president's appointment letter does not restrict these."

"Then what's the limit?"

"Actually, it is similar to your artist contract." Xie Beiwang listed a few, "You cannot participate in stimulating sports activities such as bungee jumping and skydiving, you cannot donate blood at will, you cannot publicly publish non-mainstream political remarks, you cannot do drag racing, drunk driving and other hazards. Public safety crimes... After all, my every move will affect the entire company."

It is the first time that Jiang Zicheng knows that the president appointment book will also stipulate these messy things, even more stringent than their artist contract!

Jiang Zicheng felt that this was unnecessary. "But with your personality, you wouldn't do anything dangerous in the first place."

"Who said that?" Xie Beiwang said in a calm tone, "I fall in love with you, it is the most dangerous thing."

Who said that when the two of them are together, only Jiang Zicheng will bear the risk of being "contained" and infamy? As the president, falling in love with same-sex artists, the company-level pressure on Xie Beiwang is unimaginable for outsiders.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "………………"

Jiangzicheng's live performance has become a big hit! Volcano eruption! Become a Buddha on the spot! Soaring in place! The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, and the little yellow guy is roaring! ! The heartbeat is seventy miles and the mood is free! ! !

Jiang Zicheng was dizzy by the man's understatement of love.

Xie Beiwang has always acted more than expressed. He would use his behavior to tell Jiang Zicheng his mind, but he never said "like" on any occasion. How could he think of the phrase "I love you", which is more important than "like", he said so simply.

Obviously it is such an important sentence, which can be said from Xie Beiwang's mouth, but it approached quietly, casually, and silently. Only when Jiang Zicheng looked around would he find that this love was always there.

Jiang Zicheng slipped his hand and the phone was hung up. Dizzy, he slid down the wall and sat on the ground, feeling like a duck in a duck farm. Mr. Xie opened his mouth and poured sugar into it.

Xie Beiwang did not call again, but sent a set of messages without rush.

Krypton: Chengcheng, you said that it would take some time to think about it that day.

Krypton: How are you thinking about it now?

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

He was thinking... he was thinking about overeating, his waist increased by three centimeters within a week!

Jiang Zicheng tremblingly stretched out his right hand, comparing his thumb and index finger to a certain distance.

In the underground garage that day, he told Xie Beiwang that he still needed time. While talking, he used his thumb and index finger to compare the distance of about ten centimeters.

And now... he looked at his fingers and shortened that distance to five centimeters.

After thinking about it, it expanded to six centimeters.

No, no, five centimeters—be honest with yourself.

Then, he took a close-up of his right hand with his mobile phone and posted it.

Little Superman: [Share a picture]

Little Superman: This is the answer.

Krypton:?

Krypton: What is this?

Krypton: My diameter?

little Superman:……

Little Superman withdrew a picture message.

Six centimeters! ! It's still six centimeters!

Jiang Zicheng thought angrily: A millimeter can't be less!

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It is rare for Jiangzicheng to have a period of free time, lying at home playing games every day, taking the opportunity to free his brain and not thinking about complicated emotional problems. One day an old friend Cai Shu called and asked Jiang Zicheng to come out for dinner.

The place where Uncle Cai was appointed was a high-end Chinese restaurant not far from the company, which specializes in light and healthy Cantonese cuisine. The decoration of the restaurant is extremely delicate, the distance between the tables is relatively long, and plants are used as partitions to create a private and comfortable atmosphere.

Jiang Zicheng has been filming in other places recently, and hasn't seen Caishu for more than half a year. The two of them made their friendship at the end of the year, and they would bless each other on WeChat during the holidays.

"I booked a seat late and didn't book a box. I have to let you, a big star, accompany me to dinner in the lobby." Uncle Cai said cheerfully.

Jiang Zicheng laughed: "Uncle Cai, don't tease me. I am a young actor. You are obviously the international director."

Uncle Cai answered immediately: "The little actor, the international director sitting in front of you now invites you to participate in his next movie. What do you think?"

"..." Jiang Zicheng couldn't laugh or cry, "Your straight ball is really..."

He thought that Uncle Cai asked him to reminisce about the past, but he didn't think he wanted to look to the future.

Jiang Zicheng put down his chopsticks and sat upright: "Take it, why not take it?"

Uncle Cai: "Oh? Don't you ask what the subject of the movie is?"

"Don't ask. You definitely won't choose a bad script, you can't smash your signature." Jiang Zicheng said slyly.

Since Uncle Cai won the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Film Festival last year with his debut in the direction of "Full House", in the past six months, there have been many big-name screenwriters who wanted to collaborate with him. But Uncle Cai didn't move. Every day, he went to square dancing with his wife and went fishing, and led a retirement life early.

Jiang Zicheng understands him. Uncle Cai is a director of Nei Xiu. He will slowly polish the story he likes, polish it soft and smooth, but retain its original texture, as if it were a soft rock, or It is a hard cloud.

Seeing Jiang Zicheng so readily agreeing to star in the next movie, without even asking about schedules, remuneration, and quality, Cai Shu sighed that he didn't have any friends.

This time, the script was not written by Uncle Cai himself, but a work written by an unknown newcomer that he extracted from his work mailbox. The movie is called "Looking for a Home", which is adapted from a real social case. It tells about a babysitter who was jealous of his employer, so he exchanged his son with his employer's son, which eventually led to the exchange of the identities of the two children, spending 25 years wrongly. s story. The male protagonist Jiang Zicheng will play is the country boy who was born in a well-off family but had no choice but to grow up in the mountains.

This movie has two major challenges for Jiang Zicheng. First, he must get a tan and build muscles to create the roughness of wanton growth in the mountains; second, he has to change his accent and learn something jokingly called "birds". Local dialects.

Uncle Cai quipped: "This film is very damaging, and you still have a chance to regret it. Would you like to discuss it with your agent?"

"Hehehe, no discussion!" Jiang Zicheng said, "Brother Hu is afraid that I will be stereotyped as a beautiful man. He definitely agrees."

In a few words, the cooperation in the second half of this year was finalized, and the two clinked glasses to celebrate with drinks instead of wine.

...

There was a table full of good dishes in front of them, and the two of them ate and chatted.

Uncle Cai took a sip of his wine and said, "Okay, now that the work is over, we should talk about personal matters."

"What private matter?"

"Your aunt's relative has a little girl who is two years older than you, who is a primary school teacher. Would you like to meet?" Uncle Cai is in her fifties this year, an elderly person at this age, more or less Have a heart to protect the media.

"..." Jiang Zicheng smiled, "Uncle Cai, you also know the nature of the work of an actor, not in Beijing all year round, busy with work, and easy to get involved in some gossip. The lady sister is not in the circle, I will not harm others. ."

Uncle Cai immediately said, "Oh, it seems that you are looking for someone in the circle?"

"..." He never said it!

Uncle Cai: "Speaking of which, what kind of love movie you made before, as the second male character, I see many people say that you and An Wen have a sense of CP."

Jiang Zicheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, we are socialist siblings. We usually get together to complain about her ex-boyfriend."

Uncle Cai: "What about Lu Xia? Our company's artist, knowing the basics and knowing the bottom line, you two are still playing at the same table this time..."

Jiang Zicheng said seriously: "You said that we are at the same table! How can college entrance examination candidates fall in love early? The teacher doesn't allow it!"

He went around the circle a few times, putting on a look that was not close to women, racking his brains to clear up the relationship between men and women around him.

Seeing his evasive appearance, Uncle Cai moved in his heart and suddenly asked: "Xiaojiang, tell me the truth, do you have a partner? If you do, just admit it!"

Jiang Zicheng's heart jumped, and a certain figure suddenly appeared in his heart. He seemed to be trampled on his tail, and said hurriedly: "No, no, really not."

Uncle Cai is very old, and seeing him like this, he knows that he is in a situation. "Are you still chasing? Haven't caught your hand yet? How's the progress? Have you held hands?"

"..." More than holding hands, they don't even know how many times they have played with their four hands! ! !

Uncle Cai stopped the topic: "Okay, okay, I won't ask, look at your blushing look, really should set up a mirror for you, let you see how stupid you are now bubbling."

Jiang Zicheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his face, but was frightened by the scorching temperature on his face, and quickly retracted his hand.

Does he really... care about Xie Beiwang so much?

Caring that even outsiders can easily see his thoughts?

The distance of six centimeters has been said, but now I am afraid that there is not even three centimeters, right?

...

After eating this meal for two hours, Jiangzicheng was disconnected during the second half of the journey. He would only respond with a perfunctory "Oh" and "Ah". Only he himself knew who he was thinking about.

Uncle Cai got up and called the waiter to settle the bill when he was full of wine and food, but before he could say anything, he suddenly got stuck.

He suddenly lowered his body, hid himself behind the ornamental potted plant, and stretched out his hand to make Jiang Zicheng hurry down.

Jiang Zicheng was inexplicable: "Are you performing a spy war drama here?"

Uncle Cai: "Quiet and quiet, hurry up and hide if you don't want to cause trouble!"

Jiang Zicheng lay down in a daze.

He was full of curiosity, and he turned his head cautiously under the cover of the potted plant--hey, isn't the fat man standing outside the box the director Wu of the artist management department?

He hasn't seen him for a few days, his waistline seems to be longer, he has a big belly, and he swayed as he walked, with a commercial smile on his face, and he was talking to the young girl next to him.

The girl was very smartly dressed in a suit and skirt with a designer briefcase in her hand.

Because they were far away, their voices were so small that Jiang Zicheng couldn't hear what they were discussing, but judging from their facial expressions and body language, the topic should be extremely pleasant.

Strange... Jiang Zicheng looked more and more familiar with the lady, and couldn't remember where she had been seen.

When the two figures walked out of the dining room, Uncle Cai finally let out a sigh of relief and sat up straight again.

"It's really bad luck." Uncle Cai said, "I actually met that guy Wu De."

Seeing Jiang Zicheng’s face, Uncle Cai explained to him in a low voice: “Have you heard the company’s wind recently? Ricci’s music department will go out independently and set up a new label called'Changan Music'. The agent wants to take the artist to jump over."

"..." Jiang Zicheng not only knows, but also knows that the new company to be established is not "Changan Music" at all, but "Changan Entertainment", a company that specializes in robbing business with his family!

Uncle Cai said: "You know from the name. Wu De is a puppet. The person in charge of the new company is Mr. Xie. The woman who just walked with Wu De is Mr. Xie's personal secretary."

...Old President Xie's personal secretary?

……and many more!

Jiang Zicheng finally remembered, where did he meet that female secretary!

When he met Hu Ge for the first time, he saw Hu Ge as the artist director of Rui Ci Entertainment a few years later. In that period of "future", Hu Ge righteously rejected the female secretary and told her "Never agree with Xie Zong to hire company artists."

Because of this period of the future, Jiang Zicheng had a very bad impression of Xie Beiwang. He felt that he was the kind of bad **** president who would be a little star, and he had been evasive from him during the initial contact.

How can I think that all this is a misunderstanding-"Mr Xie" who wants to raise a star is not Xie Beiwang, but Xie Changan! !

Jiang Zicheng sat there blankly, the food in front of him could no longer arouse his appetite.

At the same time, his brain is like a high-speed machine, connecting all the things he and Xie Beiwang have encountered now, one by one, one by one.

It wasn't until then that he realized that he had become a foolish fool. He could reach the truth by bypassing the barrier, but he kept spinning around the periphery, passing the truth several times, turning a blind eye.

From the very first time he knew Xie Beiwang, he had always been deeply wary of him.

Jiang Zicheng can feel Xie Beiwang's pursuit and care for him. But because of his preconceived impression, Jiang Zicheng is always unable to open himself up.

Obviously Mr. Xie and Xie Beiwang are two completely different types of people! Why would he put the bad things done by Mr. Xie on Xie Beiwang's head?

Because of his blind trust in "foreseeing ability," Jiang Zicheng kept Xie Beiwang from the door, hesitating about it, and didn't dare to take that step.

But now it is proved that his foresight ability will also send wrong information! !

The "future" he saw was only a short fragment of time and space. The cause and effect are unknown, and language expressions may be fake...

From small to large, Jiang Zicheng used his foresight ability to avoid countless risks, and even got a lot of benefits from it. He trusts his own foresight, just like trusting his eyes, nose, and ears-he forgot that seeing is not necessarily believing.

If this paragraph of "support" is false, what about the other two paragraphs?

Could it also be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding?

If everything he was worried about didn't exist, wouldn't his hesitation and struggle during this period of time be a complete harassment of mediocrity?

...A hot stream rushed to the heart, and with the beating of the heart, it was transmitted to his fingertips, his earlobes, and every corner of his body.

Jiang Zicheng seemed to be rushing into the sky in an airplane, his eardrums were isolated by air pressure, and all external sounds disappeared.

He could only hear the organ lying in his chest beating-puff, puff, puff.