I Won’t Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

No wonder Xiao Siye hasn’t had any scandals with people in the circle for so many years. It turns out that this dog is hidden so deeply.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He has long understood that there are not many clean people in the entertainment industry. After all, it is a circle controlled by capital, and there are alluring and degenerate drunken fans everywhere.

But instead of following those gold owners who love the new and hate the old … it is better to find someone who is reliable and has a long-term relationship.

For example, he has been in the industry for more than ten years, and even the employees in the studio have not changed much.

As soon as this thought appeared, Jiang Zhao felt that he was crazy.

What a joke, even if Xiao Siye came to post it in person, he wouldn’t be able to take care of such a thing, okay? ! It costs money, wastes money, and is annoying.

After taking a shower, Jiang Zhao returned to the bedroom, looking at Xiao Siye with a more complicated expression.

Xiao Si was also unaware: “Have you seen the director’s news?”

Jiang Zhao turned on his phone. Twenty minutes ago, the director sent a group message in the show group and chatted with him privately, indicating that the shooting was going on normally tomorrow. Xu Qingqing has been delisted.

Director Du also sincerely apologized to Jiang Zhao, but speaking of it, this is not the fault of the show team. Jiang Zhao has no habit of angering others, and he simply ended the matter in a few words.

After he replied to the message, Xiao Siye walked to the switch of the bedroom light and asked him, “Are you going to sleep?”

Jiang Zhao: “…Sleep.”

With a “smack”, the light dimmed.

When He Jinuo and Wang Zuosi were not there, the bed became very spacious, and there is a space between Jiang Zhao and Xiao Siye, there was also the quilt that Jiang Zhao had prepared to place the boundary between Xiao Siye and Jiang Zhao, even if he was swimming on the bed he wouldn’t be able to touch Xiao SIye’s fingertips.

It’s just that when he rolls over and turns, and when his body rubs against the cloth, he still can feel the person on the same bed feel.

Jiang Zhao didn’t know how many times he changed his sleeping position, Xiao Siye suddenly said in the dark, “Can’t sleep?”

His voice was hoarse, but he seemed a little gentle.

Jiang Zhao immediately replied, “No.”

He looked in the direction of Xiao Siye with a complicated expression. In the darkness, he could only vaguely see the profile of Xiao Siye’s side face, with a high nose.

After hesitating, again and again, he still didn’t say anything.

After all, this is his own choice, and he has no position to ask.

Jiang Zhao covered his head with a quilt and closed his eyes to sleep.

Perhaps it was because of his worries that Jiang Zhao slept very restlessly. He first dreamed that he had become the Monkey King who made big havoc in the Heavenly Palace. He flipped somersaults and crossed the gate of the Heavenly Heaven. He was holding a golden hoop in his forehand and was about to split half of the Heavenly Palace with a stick. Who knows where a group of evil spirits entangled him, but also to snatch his golden cudgel.

Jiang Zhao held the golden cudgel tightly in his arms, avoiding the evil attack.

Don’t even think about it!

“…Jiang Zhao, wake up, it’s time to wake up.” The sleeping Emperor Jiang frowned, an unpleasant sound came out of his nose, and turned his face away.

“The camera is about to start filming.”

How to wake up an actor who has an idol burden of 300 pounds?

That’s probably the word “start shooting”.

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes almost instantly. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly realized that he was holding something in his arms. When he looked closely, it turned out to be Xiao Siye’s right arm.

And Xiao Si also looked at him calmly, with an innocent look.

Jiang Zhao immediately got up, and before he had time to fix his hair, he noticed something very embarrassing.

Xiao Siye was still lying on the spot where he slept last night, but for some reason, he just ran from his area to Xiao Siye’s side, and the quilt roll used as a barrier in the middle had already rolled under the bed.

Jiang Zhao: “…” So it wasn’t the gate of Nantianmen he kicked open last night.

Five minutes before six o’clock, Jiang Han and a few people have come to the small courtyard ahead of time. Jiang Zhao walked out of the bedroom, and He Jinuo waved at him: “Senior, you are awake.”

Jiang Zhao recovered from the embarrassment, said hello to them briefly, and went to the sink to wash.

During breakfast, everyone was chatting and laughing, without mentioning anything about Xu Qingqing, and the whole morning’s shooting went smoothly.

Until the lunch break, everyone else went back to the room to rest, and He Jinuo ran to Jiang Zhao, who was playing with the dog, and found a small stool to sit down.

He looked ashamed: “Senior, yesterday morning, I didn’t know the truth, and I accidentally doubted you… I’m sorry.”

Jiang Zhao looked up at him: “There’s nothing to apologize for.”

The situation at that time was complicated, Everyone met by chance. Naturally, no one dared to directly judge who is right and wrong. It is normal to choose not to stand in line.

He has no opinion on these guests, after all, they are not familiar with each other. It’s just that He Jinuo actually came to apologize to him in person, which looked quite sincere, but it made him feel a lot better.

He Jinuo rubbed his hands uneasily: “Well, actually, Sister Qingqing came to me yesterday, and wanted me to find an excuse to call senior to her room.”

Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows: “Oh?

” As soon as she said it I ran away…”

He Jinuo lowered his head embarrassedly.

Jiang Zhao wanted to laugh a little inexplicably, it was indeed something He Jinuo could do.

He patted the nervous student on the shoulder and said, “It’s over, the show has been filmed well these two days, I don’t care, really.”

He Jinuo raised his head gratefully: “Then, that senior can give it to me. Can I have your autograph? My sister has liked you for a long time!”

Jiang Zhao laughed: “Okay, come find a pen and paper.”

He Jinuo took his signature away like a treasure and bowed before leaving happily. Jiang Zhao turned the black carbon pen in his hand, and yawned on the reclining chair, thinking about whether to take a nap before the start of the afternoon task.

Halfway through his yawn, a shadow suddenly appeared on his body.

Jiang Zhao immediately closed his mouth and his eyes were cold: “What are you looking at?”

Xiao Siye sat down on the stool that He Jinuo had just brought, with his long legs bent: “Your fan?”

Jiang Zhao said lazily: ” Xiao Ming’s grandfather lived to be one hundred and eight years old.”

Xiao Siye picked up a piece of paper, bowed his head and signed his name.

“Come on,” he handed it to Jiang Zhao, “one for one.”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

Jiang Zhao: “Who wants yours?”

Xiao Siye spread his hands, a little helpless: “There are people in my family who are your fans too. They’ve been pestering me for your autograph.”

Jiang Zhao suddenly became interested: “Who is so insightful?” As soon as the words came out, Jiang Zhao suddenly thought of something—could it be the rich woman?

He paused, and before Xiao Siye could answer, he picked up the pen in a complicated mood: “…Okay, it’s not easy for you.”

Xiao Siye: “…?”

After signing his name, Xiao Siye returned to the room. Jiang Zhao lay down on the reclining chair again, and in his arms, there was a “reward” that Xiao Siye forcibly shoved at him.

He stared at Xiao Siye’s signature, which didn’t seem to be a specially designed art signature, but a cursive script.

Jiang Zhao has never studied calligraphy, but Comrade Lao Jiang at home is a calligraphy lover, and he especially likes to collect famous works. He has been immersed in his eyes and ears for many years, and naturally, he can see that Xiao Siye has skill in these two strokes.

Jiang Zhao rubbed his chin and sighed with emotion. He was a good actor, how could he have embarked on the road of being a little white face? Even the dog next door would have to shake his head when he saw it.

After the filming of the show that day, Zuo Xiaoqiu called and told him that Xu Qingqing had canceled her Weibo account. Xu Qingqing’s studio also said that Xu Qingqing would terminate the contract with the company in the future and would not participate in any activities.

Jiang Zhao’s clarification has been on the hot search for a whole day. He knows everything he should know, and if he doesn’t know it, he will learn about it in the popular science of various fans and passers-by in the future.

This incident made Qin Youyou happy. She was robbed by Xu Qingqing before, because Xu Qingqing overturned the car temporarily, the other party approached her with a shy face, and increased her salary by a full 30%.

Qin Youyou ordered fried chicken to celebrate, and took a photo for Jiang Zhao, who was far away in the village and couldn’t order takeout: “I also helped to eat your portion, cheers!”

Jiang Zhao: “Cheers.” Then he gave Qin Youyou a picture of the barbecue they roasted in the courtyard tonight.

Qin Youyou: “…”

Damn man!

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Two days later, the filming of the first issue of “Morning in the Countryside” ended.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhao looked back at the magnolia tree in the small courtyard. Perhaps the most regrettable thing about this shooting is that he didn’t see the magnolia tree blooming, and they have to change to another venue for the next shooting.

Zuo Xiaoqiu came to pick him up on the mountain, and Jiang Zhao instructed him to bring a lot of health care products and eggs for the elderly, as well as the old Northeast sauerkraut that Granny Li was thinking about and specially delivered by air.

As soon as he entered Granny Li’s yard, he saw Xiao Siye’s figure.

Granny Li naturally saw him, and he could only bite the bullet and say goodbye to the old woman with his rival, and said that he would definitely visit her again when he came to Y City next time.

After leaving Granny Li’s house, Jiang Zhao and Xiao Siye walked toward the nanny’s car at the same time.

Jiang Zhao’s footsteps were much lighter – finally, he no longer had to face his opponent day and night, oh well.

Xiao Siye said with emotion: “The next time we meet, I don’t know when it will be.”

Jiang Zhao was in a good mood, so he smiled slightly at him: “Then let fate decide when we would see each other again.”

He knew in his heart that the next time he would meet Xiao Siye again, he would definitely not know if it would be the Year of the Monkey.

Xiao Siye nodded: “Goodbye.”

The nanny car drove all the way to the airport. Jiang Zhao slumped comfortably on the seat and played games. He raised his eyes and looked at the time: “How many flights are going back to Beijing today?”

The assistant came: “Brother, there is only one shift, at two o’clock in the afternoon.”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

He inexplicably gave birth to a bad premonition.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, Jiang Zhao boarded a rare punctual plane.

He was looking for his place under the guidance of the flight attendant when suddenly he heard a very familiar voice behind him: “Hello, excuse me.”

Jiang Zhao stiffened for a moment and looked back uncontrollably.

However, Xiao Siye looked sideways. The moment he saw him, he pretended to be surprised and said, “Junior? It seems that we are really destined.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Who wants to talk to you about fate! !