After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

It was almost the Spring Festival, and Zhong Jiuyin received a call from the police station.

It was said that Feng Qing's family had called the police to investigate the harassment and threat of black fans and paparazzi.After a few days of investigation, they knew that this matter basically had nothing to do with her, but they still came to inquire as usual.

So Zhong Jiuyin recounted the grievances between herself and Feng Qing from beginning to end.

This time I didn't feel uncomfortable and collapsed, I just told a fact very calmly.

When it comes to the police needing to make records, there is still time to stop and look at Yan Cheng next to him, where he is making apple tea with a health pot, and when he senses her gaze, he feeds an apple to her mouth.

"What did the police say?" he asked in a low voice.

Zhong Jiuyin ate the piece of apple, shook his head at him, and continued to answer questions.

What happened in the past, the emotions that have collapsed, after being mentioned many times, and then with the washing of time, the reaction will fade away and become stable.

It seems that everyone will go from the age of 20 when they have a clear love and hate to the age of 50 when they are drinking a little wine.

After communicating with the police, Zhong Jiuyin was still sitting there, looking in Yan Cheng's direction without focus.

The apple tea was bubbling, and the living room was filled with a scent different from that of fresh apples. Along with the steam, there was a warm and comfortable feeling.

Yan Cheng asked, "What are you thinking?"

She told him what the police said: "Feng Qing's parents called the police to find out about paparazzi and black fans harassing and threatening Feng Qing."

Yan Cheng: "And then?"

"Then, it is said that they will take Feng Qing back and live in another place."

"Do you think it's a good thing?" he asked softly.

The clear but gentle voice, mixed with the hot aroma of apple tea, made her perception of this winter clearer.

She smiled and walked to the sofa to lie down, her tone became light again.

"It's a good thing. She wanted to force me to quit the circle at the beginning, but now the one who quit the circle has become her, which is considered a closed loop in another sense? I don't bother to talk to her anymore, so let's do it like this."

As if they had never known each other for four years in college, and they didn't sign a contract together to make a debut together, they painted a mosaic on Feng Qing in her memory, and slowly got thicker and thicker until it disappeared from her memory.

And she just needs to concentrate on walking her own path, the path she should have walked two years ago.

"Be happy if it's a good thing." Yan Cheng brought her apple tea, "There are still a few days until the Spring Festival, so you shouldn't be in a hurry to go home? Do you want to go out for two days?"

"where to?"

"How about abroad? Go skiing."

"No money."

"...Then go to the polar regions to see the aurora?"

"Let's talk about it later."

"Who told me last time that if you are free, you would like to go to all the beautiful places in the world with me?"

"...Ah, is there?"

"I think you have no money, no affection, only your mouth."

"You're pretty good at summarizing... Hey, don't go..."

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In the last two days before the Spring Festival, Liang Zhi was still working hard, running back and forth between the two places, and his rest time was only when changing trains.

He is a newcomer, and he is still a newcomer with not so strong purpose. In the early stage, he can only work hard to build a foundation to accumulate fans and audience popularity. As long as there are more works, one of them will always be seen by the audience.So he accepts all the resources he can receive, and he obeys any arrangement.

And the busy state is exactly what he wants, and it can pull him out of the chaotic relationship soberly.

The next announcement was three hours later, and he was able to take a short nap, because he had run two events before, and after getting in the car, he was so exhausted that he touched the seat and fell asleep.

The co-pilot's agent answered a call halfway, the voice was so low that the driver couldn't hear clearly, but Liang Zhi seemed to have sensed it, and he could hear some words while he was half asleep and half awake, and he was very sure that the call was related to Wan Qian.

Most of his sleepiness was gone, he just leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed, waiting to hear what the manager would say.

After driving for another ten minutes, the car stopped outside a private restaurant.

The manager turned his head and saw that Liang Zhi had opened his eyes soberly.

"What are you doing stopping halfway?" The mirror was a bit reflective, and his eyes could not see clearly.

The agent said cautiously: "Miss Wan said she is waiting for you here."

Just wait without thinking, and the manager can send him directly to her.

Liang Zhi felt tight in his chest, closed his eyes again and said, "We have to catch up with the next announcement, so we can't be late."

The manager is a little bit embarrassed, compared to the big boss and the small announcement, he knows who has more weight.

"You'd better go and meet her, at least she helped out before." Hearing the sound of the whistle, the agent looked out of the car window and said, "She's waiting outside, and she will come over directly later."

Liang Zhi drove the door without saying a word, as if he was bored.

The cold wind blows the leaves flying, and Wan Qian is waiting in front of a car outside the restaurant. She is wearing a coat in such a cold day and has not yet tied it on. When the wind blows, her long hair flutters, revealing her fair skin at her collarbone.

Inside is a low neckline, I really don't know how cold it is.

Liang Zhi pushed down his glasses, pressed the uncomfortable bridge of his nose, and walked towards her.

They haven't seen each other for a while, and each has a strange look on their faces.

Liang Zhi maintained the steady tone of talking with ordinary friends, and asked: "What do you want to say? I am in a hurry to catch up with the announcement."

"Go in and have a meal." Wan Qian's voice was a little hoarse.

I don't know if I talked too much, drank too much alcohol, or caught a cold.

Liang Zhi was silent and rejected her proposal a few seconds later.

"No. If you have something to say, just say it."

Wan Qian covered her stomach and said, "I stayed up all night for a meeting, and I haven't eaten yet."

He wanted to say that it was none of his business, but Wan Qian took a step towards him, probably her feet were a little stiff from the cold, her high heels were not firmly on, and she fell to the side at once, Liang Zhi quickly supported her, her tentacles were icy cold.

He resisted the urge to ask questions, and after seeing her stand firmly, he took two steps away, and said in silence for a moment: "Half an hour. I can't be late."

Wan Qian nodded and said yes, and walked ahead to lead the way.

But she probably twisted her foot just now, and her walking posture is a bit strange.Liang Zhi stepped forward silently, and helped her up again when he opened the restaurant door.

In fact, he was a little bit resistant to communicating again. It was nothing more than tearing the wound bloody for others to see. It was difficult to maintain calm, and once he couldn't stabilize his emotions, he would easily hurt others with harsh words.

But he also knew that there must be a communication to explain things clearly.

Wan Qian asked for a private room, and didn't talk about their affairs at first, but just asked a few words about his work.

He also said: "It's not very useful for you to catch up with such a high-intensity announcement. Filming a good drama can catch up with many activities. Do you need help? I happen to be..."

"Wan Qian," he called her by her name formally, the same as when they broke up at the hot spring villa last time, "I'm not your lover anymore."

Wan Qian looked at him for a while, then coughed and poured the red wine next to her.

It was Burgundy's dry red, and some high-end restaurants that only accept member customers will specially prepare it for customers who have such preferences, and the price is more expensive than Liang Zhi's two events.

Liang Zhi held down the bottle and didn't let her drink it, just like before.

But spoken words are no longer reminders of concern.

"Half an hour has passed and 10 minutes have passed. If you have nothing to say, just me."

"Just treat it as a deal you gave me resources during that period of time. I don't want to pursue it, so don't forget about it. Find someone else."