Spare Tire is Gone

Qi Cong's gaze followed Gu Xun's movement. After a daze, he recovered. He was surprised and nervous. He turned to look around, dragged his chair to block Gu Xun with his body, and asked in a low voice, "You have already got off work? So early? ? And how did you get in the infield, didn't the security stop you?"

Qi Cong was originally sitting in a corner position leaning against the wall of props. When he moved like this, he almost shut Gu Xun sitting on the small stool in the corner between the wall and him.

Gu Xun glanced at Qi Cong blocking his movements, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his long legs stretched out. He put his calf on the side of Qi Cong's chair, and leaned over to lower his voice, and replied, "There is no night drama, so come here early. Come here. I asked your life producer to make it easy, look at this." He picked up the infield pass on his neck and shook it.

The two of them were sitting close, leaning over in this way, and when the chairs were raised and lowered, the two of them raised their heads and lowered their heads, and their posture immediately became extremely ambiguous. Qi Cong even felt that as long as he lowered his head, he and Gu Xun would... His gaze swept across Gu Xun's slightly upward face, sitting upright and looking around, and said, "I can't get down here for the time being. Gong, Jiajia still has a few scenes to be filmed, and it will probably be busy until eight o'clock."

"I'll be with you." Gu Xun still leaned forward, and gestured to the takeaway box in his hand, "I brought you a crab meat pot, you have to eat it while it is hot, it will be fishy when it is cold. By the way, what are you going to perform? Character?"

The take-out box in Gu Xun's hand was tightly wrapped and looked a little heavy. As soon as Qi Cong wanted to speak, Xiao Han's voice came in from far and near.

"Brother Cong! I took the meal. In Jiajia's lounge, Brother Zhao asked you to hurry up—cough, Gu—cough!" Xiao Han, who ran over, saw Gu Xun and slammed into the brakes. I almost choked myself to death by not coming back.

Xiaohan's cough was too loud, and the staff from all around looked over when they heard the sound. A staff member holding a costume just happened to pass by. Hearing the sound, he glanced at it casually, walked two steps and then suddenly stopped and turned his head, his eyes fixed on Gu Xun, who was still blocked by Qi Cong. , Swish watched for two seconds, suddenly took a cold breath, and fell in anger, "Gu, Gu... Gu Xun!"

This call was so loud that all the actors and directors who had just finished a scene on the front court heard them and looked back.

This is completely exposed.

Qi Cong's brain exploded, and he stood up quickly and continued to block Gu Xun. It was not right to expose Gu Xun, it was very embarrassing.

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Gu Xun stood up and patted Qi Cong on the shoulder, put the crab meat pot on a chair, and said to Qi Cong, "Let's go and say hello to the director."

This situation does have to say hello.

Qi Cong cleared up his emotions and followed Gu Xun to the director who was approaching him.

The director of "The Legend of Qing Gu" is named Wang Peng. He is a bearded man who is nearly fifty years old and has an easygoing temperament. Gu Xun took the initiative to reach out his hand back and forth: "Hello Director Wang, please interrupt, I will come here to take a look at my friend, I hope it will not interrupt your filming."

Wang Peng's gaze swept over Qi Cong who was next to Gu Xun, and he took the hand that Gu Xun stretched over, and said kindly: "It's okay, it's not an interruption. It's just time for a break on my side."

The producers, screenwriters and others on the court heard the news and quickly rushed over, followed by other actors who were not filming.

As if it was just a blink of an eye, all the core characters of the entire crew surrounded Gu Xun.

too exaggerated.

The polite greetings, or euphemistic or direct flattering words filled his ears, Qi Cong stood beside Gu Xun, his eyes swept over the production director who rarely showed a smile, the editor-in-chief who easily did not show up, and the group behind the director who usually or noble. The actors who may be cold or arrogant, but at this time, are all the actors who are as honest as students meeting the teacher. For the first time, they really realize that in this circle, Gu Xun is one of the people standing at the top. The existence that most people look up to.

He tilted his head and looked at Gu Xun, who was able to talk to everyone with ease, and at the purely social expression on Gu Xun's face and the confident and calm posture that he showed, just now that he was nestled in the corner and swayed by the side of the takeaway box. The figure who was smiling and talking to him suddenly disappeared like a firework blooming in a summer night.

He knows too little about Gu Xun.

It's really too little.

"No trouble, I'm here to accompany Qi Cong today." Gu Xun suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Cong, the social expression on his face disappeared, and he showed a gentle smile that Qi Cong was familiar with.

Qi Cong returned to his senses, but before he could react, he was touched by Gu Xun. He was in a daze again, but Gu Xun had already retracted his hand to look at the producer who had just spoken, and replied, "I will have dinner with you next time."

"Okay, let's make an appointment another day." The production director spoke very well, and then tentatively said, "I heard that Brother Ling has a plan to invest in the film and television industry recently. A while ago, Longbiao Media—"

"I don’t know much about my brother’s business arrangements." Gu Xun interrupted the production director, looked at Qi Cong again, and smiled at the production director. it is good."

The production director was interrupted but was not angry. He followed Gu Xun's words and looked at Qi Cong, and then wittyly said a few words of kindness based on Gu Xun's hint, greeted the people around him to leave.

The encirclement dispersed, and Shen Jia, who was squeezed to the outer circle by the director and other actors, immediately leaned to Qi Cong's side, looked at Gu Xun, what he wanted to say, and restrained himself from shutting up, looking at Zhao Zhenxun who came by.

"Go to the lounge." Zhao Zhenxun approached and said to Gu Xun. He looked at Wang Yue, Lian Pengxing and others who hadn't gone far, and lowered their voices, "You came just right, and I just have something to tell you. ."

Gu Xun nodded, and turned his head to look at Qi Cong: "Let's go, let's go eat."

The group of people entered Shen Jia's personal lounge, Xiao Han and the others went out with their respective dinners witty, and turned around to bring them to the door. Everyone sat down at the table, and Gu Xun put the takeaway box he had brought on the table and opened it.

The heat and the scent of crab meat simmered fiercely with the opening of the take-out box, and Shen Jia grunted in a quiet belly. Everyone looked at Shen Jia. Shen Jia was embarrassed and covered his stomach. He glanced back and forth: "There were a few fight scenes today, and it took a lot of energy to film... Actually, I'm not too hungry."

"... Let's eat first." Zhao Zhenxun said, motioning everyone to sit, "Eating and chatting."

The table is a square table with one person sitting on one side. Qi Cong also gave Gu Xun a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and everyone chatted while eating.

Gu Xun scooped up a bowl of crab meat and brought it to Qi Cong, and proactively said: "Everyone will dig out Qi Cong's past. It's all because of me. I will take care of it."

Qi Cong stopped pouring water and looked at Gu Xun.

Shen Jia and Zhao Zhenxun also looked at Gu Xun. Shen Jia has been filming, but he didn't know that Qi Cong was dug into the bottom of the marketing account. He realized that it was wrong and hurried to get his mobile phone. Zhao Zhenxun asked, "How are you going to solve it?"

"First divert everyone's attention, and give you time to guide public opinion." Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, "Cooperate with me?"

Qi Cong couldn't keep up with Gu Xun's topic, and asked, "What to cooperate with?"

Gu Xun took out his mobile phone, leaned over and put his head on Qi Cong's shoulder, and raised his mobile phone: "Cooperate with this."

Click.

The picture freezes.

…

Five minutes later, Gu Xun's Weibo was updated.

Recalling Hua Cong V: If I know Qi Cong, you must dig out all of Qi Cong's past and unscrupulously publish his past photos and information. Then if I say that I became an actor for him, do you want to find out his genealogy? Just enough.

This Weibo is accompanied by two photos. The format is very similar to the two Weibo about Qi Cong posted by Shen Jia before. It also uses a current photo to match a past photo.

In the current photo, Gu Xun wearing a black T stretches out his arms and puts his head on Qi Cong wearing a white T. The two heads are close together. Qi Cong looks at Gu Xun with a stunned expression. Gu Xun looks at the camera with a smile on his eyebrows. meaning.

In the past photos, Qi Cong, wearing a light-colored striped shirt and light-colored jeans, sits in a chair by the window of a warmly decorated coffee shop with an open laptop in front of him. Behind him, Gu Xun, who was wearing a waiter uniform with short hair cut, slightly bent over to stand. Sunlight came in from outside the window, illuminating the bright expectant light in Qi Cong's eyes when he looked at the computer screen, and also illuminating Gu Xun's faintly gentle eyes when he turned his head slightly to look at Qi Cong.

Nearly three years after his debut, Gu Xun has never posted previous photos or private photos on Weibo. He attaches great importance to the protection of **. Once a marketing account dug up a photo taken with his family in his bachelor's uniform when he graduated from university, and posted the photo on Weibo. That night, the marketing account received the lawyer's letter from Gu Xun.

There was also a paparazzi who secretly took pictures of Gu Xun’s gathering with his family and posted them on the Internet. Then the paparazzi deleted the photos that afternoon and sent a formal apology.

There was once a paparazzi who finally dug out Gu Xun’s residence in Beishi by following Gu Xun, and took a few pictures of Gu Xun taking his friends home for dinner and posted them on the Internet, making Gu Xun big news. This time things got even worse, and the paparazzi who secretly photographed and posted photos were even more unlucky, and Gu Xun stared at him for a long time. And after that, no paparazzi can dig out Gu Xun's new residence. The paparazzi dare not dig anymore.

In short, Gu Xun told everyone with action: I am here to do the work of an actor, not to be a star, so I should dig less about my private life and past.

But it was such a person who kept his private life and the past perfectly protected, but today suddenly took the initiative to send a photo of the past. Moreover, in this photo, it is known that Gu Xun, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, is actually wearing the uniform of a coffee shop employee. His expression is abnormally gentle and amiable, which is completely inconsistent with the usual character. How can this make the public not be discouraged. curious?

Weibo is booming.

…

In the lounge, Qi Cong was holding his mobile phone and looking at the past photos sent by Gu Xun. His eyes stayed for a long time on the Gu Xun whom he knew to his bones. After that, he restrained his emotions. The familiar Gu Xun asked, "How did this photo come about? I don't remember that we took such a group photo."

"The boss took it." Gu Xun leaned over to look at the photo with Qi Cong, putting his hand on the back of Qi Cong's seat, almost half embracing Qi Cong in his arms. "He always takes pictures of our employees. This photo is He took it when he was wiping the camera. I saw it and asked him to come over. When I chatted with him last time, he asked me about you."

The boss in Gu Xun's mouth refers to the owner of the coffee shop where Gu Xun worked.

Qi Cong was surprised: "Are you still in touch with your boss?"

"Well, after the transformation of Huaibei Street, he simply changed his career to learn photography. Now he is a travel photographer abroad and has his own photography channel, which is very popular. Would you like to see his channel? I can send you a link. ."

It turned out to be so.

Qi Cong looked at the familiar coffee shop in the photo, and suddenly felt subtly at ease.

Before that, the changes in everything around him and the changes in Gu Xun's body often made him feel like he was suspended in the air. After all, apart from his memory, no one or anything can prove that he had ever known Gu Xun who was completely different from the Gu Xun everyone saw.

Such a fragile connection makes him always unable to settle down. But it's different now.

He touched the coffee shop counter where a corner was faintly revealed in the photo, and the wandering emotions in his heart seemed to have suddenly found their roots and possessed the ability to take root and survive.

that's nice. The traces of his and Gu Xun's acquaintance did not disappear with the transformation of Huaibei Street. There are still people and things that can prove that he and Gu Xun did exist in those old times. There is still something to prove that the Gu Xun next to him is indeed the Gu Xun he knew in the past.

Qi Cong turned his head to look at Gu Xun. Since the encounter to the present, for the first time since the encounter, he has relieved the countless burdens on his body. From the heart and naturally, with a small smile, he nodded and said: "Okay, I'll wait. You send me the link."

Gu Xun's expression suddenly froze, looking straight at Qi Cong, his eyes darkened, gradually becoming dangerous, and he approached Qi Cong.

Qi Cong was puzzled: "Gu Xun?"

Gu Xun grabbed Qi Cong's back of chair, his eyes fell on the corner of Qi Cong's mouth before he could constrict his smile. He raised his other hand and touched Qi Cong's face: "Cong Cong, you just—"

Boom!

Zhao Zhenxun paused his mobile phone on the table heavily: "Mr. Gu, let's continue to discuss the follow-up public opinion handling. Qi Cong, please go outside and inform Xiao Han so that he remembers to make up the honey water in the small refrigerator."

Qi Cong withdrew his mind from Gu Xun's pressing eyes, only then did he remember that Zhao Zhenxun and Shen Jia were still beside him, stiff, he hurriedly reached out and pushed Gu Xun who was too close to the side, and quickly glanced at nothing. Zhao Zhenxun with expressions and Shen Jia, who was not wearing a bowl with their heads down, stood up and said, "Okay." Ying Wan hurriedly left the lounge.

With his arms empty, Gu Xun slowly sat up straight, raised his hand to press the corner of his lips, and looked at Zhao Zhenxun.

Zhao Zhenxun’s eyes were warned: "Gu Xun, I hope you haven’t forgotten our last conversation. We have said that everything is focused on Qi Cong’s career. Your blog this time disrupted my pace, his past. It could have been disclosed to the public in a gentler and more appropriate way."

Gu Xun asked in return: "Why do you want to be gentle? Everything he possessed was taken away by people using despicable methods. He is a victim. As his past is announced, he should be loved and supported by the public. On the other hand, some people have to receive due retribution."

Shen Jia choked suddenly, and after two low coughs, he looked at Gu Xun, who was completely different from the gentle and hostile appearance before, and his eyes widened.

Gu Xun glanced at Shen Jia: "Don't tell Gonggong."

Shen Jia's fingers trembled: "You, you..."

"Mature, Gu Xun is not the kind and old man you think." Zhao Zhenxun pushed Shui in front of Shen Jia and looked at Gu Xun, "What are you calculating?"

Gu Xun picked up the cup that Qi Cong had just drunk, turned it around, and brought it to his lips: "Calculate how to use the most painless way for Congcong and the most painful for those bastards, and tell the public that they want to know. All things in the world." After speaking, he took a sip of water and curled his lips. "It's very sweet."

"Hiss." Shen Jia gasped, "You, why are you doing this? That's Brother Song's cup."

Gu Xun smiled at Shen Jia: "It's mine now, and he will also be mine in the future. You better take advantage of him."

…

After Qi Cong told Xiao Han to come back, he found that the atmosphere in the lounge was a bit weird. Gu Xun and Zhao Zhenxun were chatting about the prospects of the industry, and Shen Jia immersed himself in the food slowly, his actions seemed very mechanical. The strangest thing is that when he wanted to pick up the cup to drink water, Shen Jia who was mechanically picking rice suddenly looked up, his expression moved, and then he lowered his head, as if he wanted to say something and held back. .

Qi Cong frowned: "Jia Jia, what's the matter with you?"

"...It's okay." Shen Jia took two more bites of rice, and said vaguely, "I...I'm full. I have to change clothes to film the night scene. I'll go first." After speaking, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, got up and ran, speed It was as fast as if there was a ghost chasing behind it.

Qi Cong frowned more tightly, a little worried: "Brother Zhao, Jiajia and him..."

"It's okay, probably because the filming pressure is too much." Zhao Zhenxun lied without changing his face, "Let him take it easy."

After the meal, Zhao Zhenxun and Gu Xun continued to chat in the lounge. Because Qi Cong was worried about Shen Jia, he didn't accompany him, and went out to watch Shen Jia filming.

About half an hour later, Zhao Zhenxun and Gu Xun walked out of the lounge together. Zhao Zhenxun went to talk to Shen Jia, who had just finished filming a scene, while Gu Xun took a small bench and sat beside Qi Cong.

Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun.

"Suddenly something happened to me, I have to go first." Gu Xun paused when he said that, and then lowered his tone, "The gurgling, sorry, it's all because of me, everyone will go to dig your sex. "

Qi Cong shook his head: "Don't blame you... sooner or later, if you choose to debut, then these things will be known sooner or later. Are you going back to the hotel?"

"No, go and meet a friend outside." Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, suddenly put his hand on Qi Cong's head and rubbed Qi Cong's hair, "Don't worry, things will be resolved."

Gu Xun left after speaking. Qi Cong watched Gu Xun's back disappear behind the set fence, slowly retracted his gaze, raised his hand to touch his hair, then took out his phone and opened Weibo.