After transmigrating, I use Slag Gong as a stand-in

Wei Zhun froze for a moment, but didn't catch the key.

It wasn't until Xu Jingzhou turned around and walked towards the stairs that he suddenly realized something, walked a few steps and stopped in front of this person, "You know that's not what I meant."

He frowned, "Your room is small? Can't you accommodate two people?"

The person in front of him was docile and lowered his eyebrows, looking like he had no temper.

But ignore him.

Wei Zhun ran out of patience, "Xu Jingzhou?"

"The faucet in the bathroom doesn't work well, the hot water is intermittent, and it takes a few minutes to get the temperature constant. There are brand new sheets and quilts in the closet." Xu Jingzhou raised his eyes to stare at him, "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Wei?"

Wei Zhun: "..."

Xu Jingzhou snorted, as if he could see what he wanted to say, "You can stay for a few days."

Wei Zhun was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Before he could straighten out his thoughts, Xu Jingzhou had already taken out his mobile phone and started looking at nearby hotels.

However, there was Zhao Yufeng next to him, with a gentle and considerate character like a peerless warm man, wagging his tail vigorously, "Xiaozhou, do you want me to help you? Don't live too far away, it's not safe."

"Enough." Wei Zhun directly dragged him back.

Xu Jingzhou was dragged back by him, his brows furrowed slightly.

He blinked and looked at Zhao Yufeng, "Brother Feng is right, it's really inconvenient to live too far away."

Thinking that this person was going to change his mind, Wei Zhun breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say that there is no need to live apart, he can,

"President Wei," Xu Jingzhou said politely, "Is it convenient for you? Lend me the car." The young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled without emotion. "I can do it in the car."

Wei Zhun: "..."

He still didn't stop him.

Xu Jingzhou seemed to have a stubborn temper. He didn't listen to him or Zhao Yufeng, and just walked towards the hotel door on his own.Zhao Yufeng was worried about him. He was going to follow him all the time, but he was driven back by this man halfway.

"I still have to film tomorrow. It's fine if I'm alone. I can't help Brother Feng to do it together. This matter has nothing to do with Brother Feng." Xu Jingzhou said seriously: "So Brother Feng, go back and rest."

A look of caring and caring for each other.

Only then did Zhao Yufeng agree, and before he left, he glanced at him, not knowing what the meaning was in his eyes.

Wei Zhun's face was all blue.

After Zhao Yufeng left, Xu Jingzhou just turned his gaze and stared at him.

The smile in this man's eyes suddenly disappeared completely, the corners of his mouth were also straightened, and he only stretched out his hand to him.

"Okay," Wei Zhun took out the car keys, very annoyed, "Go back to sleep, I'll stay in the car."

Xu Jingzhou smiled, "How can you wrong Mr. Wei."

Wei Zhun just wanted to say, if you live in the same room with me, there will be no troubles.

However, before he could speak, the key in his hand was snatched by the person in front of him.Xu Jingzhou ran towards the car without looking back, not even saying hello to him.

Wei Zhun could tell that he had pissed off this man again.

The car is parked on the right side of the main road next to the hotel.

There is not even a decent parking lot nearby, and the cars on the roadside are one after another.Xu Jingzhou's eyes were sharp, he found his car among the rows of black cars, and like a frightened hamster, he opened the door and got in.

Wei Zhun followed behind and knocked on the car door.

The people in the car refused to open the door for him.

Standing next to his car with his suitcase in his hand, Wei Zhun suddenly felt completely helpless.

The cold winter wind blows on the face, which hurts.

Wei Zhun stood by the car and knocked for a long time, but got no response, and the people inside ignored him as if they were asleep.He stood in the howling cold wind for a while, and finally he had to go back to his room with his suitcase.

Put your suitcase away and wash your hands easily.

When Wei Zhun went out again, he ran into Zhao Yufeng who was running out wearing a coat.

When the other party saw him, he had a strange expression, "Mr. Wei."

Wei Zhun lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the script in his hand.

"Xiaozhou called me just now and asked me to deliver the script to him." Zhao Yufeng noticed his gaze and explained casually: "Tomorrow will be his play for several consecutive scenes."

Wei Zhun snorted and stretched out his hand, "I'll go see it off."

"..."

Zhao Yufeng stared at him like he was staring at a thief.

He was in a bad mood at first, and he didn't have much affection for this person. Wei Zhun was stared at by him and became impatient, "Do you know where he is? Xu Jingzhou told you clearly?"

Zhao Yufeng was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the conversation was in a hurry just now, and he hadn't had time to ask which car Xiaozhou was in.

"I can't eat him, and I have nothing against him." Taking advantage of his inattention, Wei Zhun snatched the script from his hand, glanced at it, "I will send the script to you, you can go back."

Zhao Yufeng: "..."

Wei Zhun lifted his foot and walked out.

It was late at this time, and the hotel corridors were empty.Wei Zhun took the elevator to the first floor, suddenly remembered something, and pressed the elevator back to the fourth floor.

He hurried back to the room, trying to find a bag, but couldn't find it, and felt that it was a waste of time to find the waiter, so he simply took his own suit jacket and tied it into a pocket.

Packed with coral fleece blankets, pajamas, and a bottle of hot water.

Wei Zhun had never done such an old mother's thing before, and felt a little uncomfortable during the process.

Fortunately, there is no one at this time.He took the elevator down, walked down the hall, and finally stopped by the car.

Wei Zhun raised his hand and knocked on the car window, "Script."

The people in the car probably recognized his voice.

There was a few seconds of silence at first, probably hesitating whether to open the door. After a few seconds, the lock of the car door popped open with a click.Xu Jingzhou pushed open the car door and looked up at him.

He was aggrieved instead.

Displeasure was evident in the young man's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, as if he didn't want to say a word to him.

"Xu Jingzhou," Wei Zhun didn't rush to hand over the script to him, leaning against the side of the car and looking at this man, he thought it was funny, "Why are you wronged? I robbed you of your sleeping place?"

The people in the car muttered in a low voice: "Obviously you snatched it."

"If you're angry, just open up and quarrel with me, and what's the matter with being bored," Wei Zhun said, "Whoever spoils you like this, who can't talk well, will act like a spoiled child?" do."

The man gave him a kick and said back: "It's not what you're used to anyway."

The man retracted his brows and eyes, and gradually stopped the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Where's the script?" Xu Jingzhou looked at him, caught a glimpse of the suit in his arms, took it, and lost his temper with him with a stern face, "President Wei, is there anything else? Rest early."

Wei Zhun teased him: "What if I have something else to do?"

Xu Jingzhou ignored him and closed the car door.

Nearly early morning.

This place was originally secluded, and there were not many people during the daytime, and there was no one at this time.Wei Zhun leaned against the car and watched for a while, but was not in a hurry to go back.

He was used to staying up all night at work, and he didn't feel sleepy at all during this time.

There was an old man jogging by the side of the road. He saw him from afar and yelled at him while shaking his coat.

Wei Zhun stood by the side of the road, taking a cigarette out of his pocket.

In fact, work is also an excuse.

The recent business deals are coming to an end, he has nothing to do, so he simply came here to find Xu Jingzhou.

why come here

When this question came up in his mind, his thoughts suddenly got stuck. Wei Zhun frowned, biting a cigarette and thinking for a long time. When the old man came back from running around the square, he couldn't figure out why.

Wei Zhun looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

He stubbed out the half-burned cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and when he was about to go back to rest,

Suddenly, I noticed something moving in the car.

Wei Zhun approached the car and knocked on the door.

The people inside ignored him.

He tried to turn the doorknob again, but found that the door was unlocked.

"Xu Jingzhou?" Wei Zhun called out.

The choking sound in the car became heavier, as if someone was trying to suppress his emotions, but he was about to lose the last string.

Wei Zhun didn't care whether he should or not, and directly opened the car door.

The light of the street lamps swayed into the darkness,

In a corner of the car, the young man covered his head with a pajama jacket, buried his head between his arms, and the script was crumpled under his arms.He trembled violently, and suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound,

Xu Jingzhou cried until his eyes were swollen, and half of his face was marked by the script.

"Why haven't you gone back yet?" The man didn't seem to expect that he was still outside, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

Xu Jingzhou frowned. He was upset that he was found in such a mess, but he didn't lose his temper. He suppressed his emotions and said, "Mr. Wei, go back to sleep, it's so late."

He spoke half.

Wei Zhun bent down and got into the car, and dragged him to his side without his permission.

The car door was slammed shut by this man, and the lock snapped off.

Wei Zhun gave him a few tissues, and when he asked, his voice was hoarse: "Why are you crying?"

Actually nothing.

"In the last few scenes, Zhang Feng's emotions were very extreme. He and his lover were forced to separate, with unbearable longing and fear of the unknown future. Emotions, when it comes to the last scene, "

His voice faltered, and his heart felt sore.

Wei Zhun asked, "What play?"

"That's right, his lover died." Xu Jingzhou took a deep breath, "I couldn't control my emotions, I couldn't get out of the play, it just happened like before."

When explaining, the man was still crying, as if his tear glands couldn't stop the brakes.

"There's no need to cry," Wei Zhun felt really uncomfortable, and simply covered his eyes with his hand, "Don't cry. He's usually so smart, how come he becomes a little lunatic when he sees a scene."

He said softly, "Xu Jingzhou, those are all fake."

The young man's rapid and brief breathing stopped suddenly.

It seems that his words have some unexpected magical effect.

"You are Xu Jingzhou, and nothing else." Wei Zhun found that his speech seemed to be effective, and continued: "The one in the script is called Zhang Feng, and it is not you Xu Jingzhou."

He paused, thinking of something, "Your lover is not dead."

Xu Jingzhou broke free from his hand and turned his head.

"Yeah." He looked away, his emotions calmed down instantly, and he continued to read the script with lowered eyes.

Wei Zhun snatched the script from him, "I'm still watching it."

The other party tilted his head to look at him.

"Go to sleep, it's so late, after reading it, do you want to have a nightmare when you sleep at night?" Wei Zhun threw the script aside, and when he looked back, he found that the man started curling his lips again.

His eyes were red, and he didn't know when he would cry again.

Wei Zhun was really afraid of him.

I remembered that I met some children in the past who liked to scribble with a pen when they were crying, and laughed while drawing.Wei Zhun thought, or try this method on Xu Jingzhou.

Xu Jingzhou was just blaming him for not allowing himself to have fun.

He originally planned to pass the show all night tonight, and he can only try to pass the scene tomorrow.

Seeing that the people around him seemed to be looking for something, Xu Jingzhou frowned and said, "Mr. Wei, please return the script to me. This is the same as Mr. Wei working overtime for a meeting. I am an actor and I have to work overtime to practice. I will "

He spoke half.

The other party suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulled it over, and took out a pen from nowhere,

"You don't like tattoos. Look, I'll draw one for you." Wei Zhun bit off the cap of the pen, struggled with the pen for a while, and turned his head to look at Xu Jingzhou.

Xu Jingzhou watched him quietly.

Wei Zhun suddenly thought of something and wrote.

A cold, itchy touch rose from the wrist.

The car window was not closed tightly, revealing a slit, and the winter evening wind blew in, cooling the tears on his face.The lights on the side of the road are not very bright, dim.

I can't get a clear picture of the strange shapes drawn by the man.

After Wei Zhun finished drawing, he put his wrist in front of his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

Xu Jingzhou looked down,

A playful letter X, followed by a lively little fox tail.

"I made an improvement,"

The voices of the people around me are close at hand, yet seem far away.Xu Jingzhou couldn't hear clearly for a moment, and he walked for a long time in such a trance,

"Look, isn't it prettier than the previous one?"

·

Wei Zhun felt that this idea was quite useful.

Xu Jingzhou no longer insisted on asking for the script to pass the show, nor insisted on driving him away.But this person didn't talk to him again, as if consciously isolating him from his own world.

He doesn't care about these either.

When she woke up the next day, Xu Jingzhou had already left.

There were still large tear stains on the pajamas next to her.

Wei Zhun was drowsy, staring blankly at the pajamas for a few seconds, thinking of the young man crying like he was breaking down last night, he always felt that something was wrong.He doesn't understand the industry of actors, and he doesn't know if every actor works so hard.

Or only Xu Jingzhou?

This man really takes acting seriously.

Without thinking deeply, Wei Zhun got off the car and went back to the hotel.

He has nothing to do recently, so he simply counts it as a vacation.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the crew had already returned to the set. Wei Zhun returned to his room the same way, washed up and changed his clothes, and was about to read the business news every day.

Song Lin called.

Wei Zhun answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just made a call to see if you are still alive." The person on the other side sighed, "I was not there during the video call that day, otherwise I will do whatever I want,"

"Oh," Wei Zhun sneered, "I'm afraid you will shake more."

Song Lin: "..."

"Oh no, Wei Zhun, you have to feel your conscience. You have slept with Xu Jingzhou for so long, did I take the initiative to find you a substitute and tell you about the idea of ​​abusing others?" Originally picked up early in the morning to work Just enough to be irritable, Song Lin got up angry and burst into a sudden machine gun that didn't recognize people.

"You are a real person, why didn't Xu Jingzhou change your bad temper?"

Wei Zhun scoffed, "What's wrong with me?"

"Xu Jingzhou's ankle and arm injuries, do you remember?" Song Lin calmed down instead, and took advantage of him, "You may not even know that Xu Jingzhou has been tortured to the root of his illness by your fancy tricks in bed, and now he can't get wet when he is filming. Cold rain, or you will have a headache. Take painkillers."

The sound of typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped.

There seems to be a slight strained breathing fricative hole, with a rustling sound.

"What did you say?" Wei Zhun asked.

"You really don't know," Song Lin smiled smugly, "I know this from interviews."

Wei Zhun took a deep breath, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, I heard that his ankle injury is still not healed. The main reason is that he rushed out to film at that time, and went to the set before the injury healed. Now you can't overstretch your muscles and bones." Song Lin recalled: "And you When I hired him, I didn’t give him time to film at all.”

Wei Zhun held his breath, and gradually clenched his fingertips tightly.

"At that time, it seemed that he had not only accepted the drama "Counting One, Two, Three", there were many more. You locked people at home for a few days and tossed people in different ways. He couldn't bear the body and didn't have time. It seemed that he missed a lot of opportunities. After saying this, Song Lin felt aggrieved and relieved, "If you want to know something else, I will push you to a blogger. She often posts interviews with celebrities. Isn't Xu Jingzhou popular recently? So there are more interviews pushing him, you can..."

The man on the phone suddenly exhaled, his voice seemed to be mixed with gravel, "Okay."

Song Lin: "..."

I felt like I was stepping on someone's wound.

"Cough," he got up and his anger disappeared, and he was much more awake, "But Brother Wei, you don't have to worry too much about this. When I heard Xu Jingzhou say this, his tone was very relaxed, and he didn't take it seriously."

When saying this, Song Lin felt a little against his will, "Xu Jingzhou probably won't blame you either."

Wei Zhun ignored him.

Song Lin could only change the subject, "Didn't you ask Xu Jingzhou out next week?"

Next Monday,

Valentine's Day.

"What?" Wei Zhun seemed to come back to his senses, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Lin: "Did he promise you?"

Wei Zhun thought of the person who agreed without hesitation in the car two days ago, and finally felt better, "I agreed."

"I always feel that he is a person who likes little romances. You see, he sends you flowers and asks you to pick you up at the subway station. His ideal type must also be gentle and considerate," Song Lin is a veteran in this field. Help him analyze: "So on Valentine's Day, find a way to develop in this direction."

Wei Zhun:?

Song Lin: "Brother, pay more attention to the details and use snacks."

In the past, it was Wei Zhun who preached to him, and he rarely had the opportunity to preach to Wei Zhun.

Song Lin caught on to this topic and refused to let it go, chatting back and forth for an hour.The Mr. Wei on the opposite side rarely interrupted him, but he didn't reply very often, occasionally answering to show that he was listening.

"By the way, did you know that Xu Jingzhou's and Zhou Jing's new dramas were launched at the same time? An advertiser even said that he would choose one of them as an endorser." Song Lin suddenly remembered this, "Now the Internet is voting, or Zhou Jing lead."

"Huh?" Wei Zhun regained consciousness from the business news, and quickly clicked on the webpage.

"You don't know what Zhou Jing is like. These tickets are likely to be nine out of ten. Either the elders of the Zhou family love him, or the company behind him praises him. Most of them are false." Song Lin said, "So you Xu Jingzhou may not be able to win this time, no matter how good he is, he can't beat his family background."

After reading the comments under the poll, Wei Zhun thought about something.

"But he still seems to want to fight? I just saw that their crew's official blog posted a live link, saying that Xu Jingzhou is going to meet the hero of that show. What's his name, Zhao Yufeng?"

Song Lin casually threw him the link of the live broadcast room, and said, "The two of you seem to be going to live broadcast for business, so get fans to vote."

·

【Ahhhhhh my continent!My continent is even prettier than in the show, woo woo woo!Mom loves you! 】

[I'm crazy about this face, Zhou Jing next door can't beat it without makeup.He must wear makeup when he appears on camera, it is too greasy. 】

【Zhou, just smile, I'll smash a ship. 】

"No, no, no," the young man in the picture quickly shook his head, blinked his black and white clear deer eyes, and laughed, "Don't waste your money, everyone, I will laugh if you want me to, and it doesn't take much effort to smile."

[Wuuuuu Awei has passed away repeatedly, Wu Zhou is exactly the same as Fu Li, so fucking gentle. 】

[Where is the male lead!Is Zhao Yufeng there?It's almost out for business! 】

[Kaxipi's attention, don't dance in front of a real person, I have said on Weibo that if you have a boyfriend, even though your boyfriend's identity is unknown, you can't just dance to a real person. 】

It was Xu Jingzhou's first live broadcast,

He would be nervous for the first time about anything. Seeing the number of fans in the live broadcast double from three figures to four figures, and then to five figures, he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe steadily, and his palms were faintly sweating.

Xu Jingzhou straightened his tongue, "Fen, Brother Feng."

[Hahahaha my continent is so cute, is this nervous? 】

[Xiaozhou, you and Brother Feng perform a hot kiss on the spot, how about I help you get [-] votes? 】

"Brother Feng just finished filming, and he is still taking off his makeup." Xu Jingzhou was too busy to see the barrage, but he also noticed the last line, and immediately put on a serious face, "Everyone, don't make such jokes, Brother Feng and I It's a friend, and I have a boyfriend too."

As soon as he said this,

The number of fans in the live broadcast room dropped by five hundred in an instant.

Xu Jingzhou blinked, not understanding what he said wrong.

"Xiaozhou," Zhao Yufeng hurriedly changed his clothes, came out of the dressing room, and smiled into the mirror, "Hi everyone, Xiaozhou and I have just finished filming "Conquest" today."

[Hehehe, did Brother Feng have a kiss scene with Xiaozhou today? 】

[Looking forward to your fairy love! 】

"Xiaozhou," Zhao Yufeng explained to him in a low voice: "Don't take what the fans say too seriously, what they see is only the show, you can't tell. Just follow them first."

Xu Jingzhou was not very interested, "Oh."

【In this way, we do not bundle business. 】

[How about Xiaozhou telling a sweet story with her boyfriend?If the talk is sweet enough, I will help the live broadcast room to be ranked in the top three.At that time, it should be able to attract a lot of traffic to vote for you! 】

Xu Jingzhou's eyes lit up, "This is fine!"

He thought for a few seconds,

"There was a time when I often filmed crying scenes. At that time, I had just become an actor, and I was easily nervous and had a bad mood, so I often secretly practiced by myself." Xu Jingzhou lowered his eyes, "At that time, my brother was very busy with work."

"Then one time, I practiced a crying scene so badly that I couldn't get out, and it scared him."

The young man smiled sweetly, "Then my brother turned down all the work and came to practice with me!"

[Fuck. 】

[Damn, it's too sweet. 】

[Brother Zhou, the live broadcast room has already hit the top three, please check it. 】

The number of fans in the live broadcast room doubled.

Zhao Yufeng took a look at the voting results on the platform, and the number of supporters for "Count One Two Three" has also doubled.Since the live broadcast started, the number of votes has been increasing rapidly,

As soon as Xiaozhou finished telling the story, the number of votes directly exceeded [-], completely surpassing Zhou Jing's "Alumni".

[Is Brother Wuwufeng actually so gentle in the play, especially for Xiaozhou, who actually turned down work to accompany him. 】

"No," Xu Jingzhou saw this barrage, and just wanted to explain, saying that that person was not Brother Feng.

"Xiaozhou," the people around him suddenly interrupted him, excitedly saying, "The number of votes has exceeded [-]."

Xu Jingzhou turned his head to look at him, and looked away.

When his eyes fell back to the screen, he noticed that a new person with a familiar nickname had entered the live broadcast room, which was a full stop.Xu Jingzhou recalled for a while, and remembered that this person had liked his Weibo before,

I was also complained by Brother Qing.

【. : I don't want to see Zhao Yufeng. 】

【. : Withdraw? 】

【. : Zhou, say "I like you" to the camera, I can smash the live broadcast room to the top of the list. 】

Seeing this barrage, Xu Jingzhou laughed without hesitation, "I like you."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was boiling.

The other party fulfilled their promise, and a huge sum of money made the live broadcast room No. [-] on the list.

At the same time as the number of fans doubled, the number of votes on the platform also increased by one thousand. The number one position on the live broadcast list allowed the drama to open up a gap of nearly [-] votes from its opponent in a short period of time. "Alumni" is only half of "Count One Two Three".

Colorful barrages overflowed the screen, most of which were groundhogs screaming and crazily confessing their love. The screen was filled with words similar to "I like you too" and "I like my state so much" from various fans on the screen.

Among the tens of thousands of articles, there is a sentence like this:

"I hope you will always like me."