also sing

questionable. "

? !

How did Qu Li know about his novel?He was sneaky the whole time he wrote it, never told him!

For a moment, it was as embarrassing as being ripped apart.

Ye Xian said: Although it's not...but...

what.

What he was proud of turned out to be worthless.

"No, no, auntie, thank you for your kindness, and... thank Qu Li for me, I...then I'll go back first."

Xiang An fled as if to leave.His language was already confused, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself.

Mingming Ye Xian smiled, and her words were very gentle, but every sentence, every word, was like scraping his heart with a knife, and piercing his ear with a needle, making him feel so ashamed.

His self-esteem was completely wiped out in these few forced smiles.

Ye Xian stared at Xiang An's fleeing figure until it disappeared, then inadvertently glanced back at the balcony on the second floor with the curtains closed, and pushed the door indifferently.

Xiang An didn't know how he got out of the community and onto the road.

He walked in a daze, in a daze, until he walked to the Wetland Park where Qu Li once gave him a portrait, to the rooftop of the company where he drank together, and to the foot of the Confucian Temple Mountain that he had seen from afar.

He was like a wandering soul who lost his mind, wandering aimlessly in this big city with a population of tens of millions.

Qu away from the streets walked.Qu Li took the bus.There are distorted figures and distorted breaths everywhere.

This city belongs to the distorted city.

Take a good look, after that, never come again.

In the middle of the night, he took the train back to Hening.

The car body passed briskly through the dazzling lights of the city, and gradually drove into the sparsely populated mountains.

There are several families scattered far and wide in the mountains. At first, there were a few lonely lights on, but gradually, as the night deepened, the lights went out one by one.

The world outside the train was dark and vast, and his heart, together with the lamp, was extinguished inch by inch at this moment.

☆、2007 Hening

At two o'clock in the morning, we arrived in Hening.

Xiang An didn't go home, but sat by the river and drank all night.The next morning, he got up from the grass, under the strange gazes of passers-by, holding the wine bottle, fumbled back drowsily, then fell at the door of the house, and was bumped into by Zhou Li who was about to go out.

Then got seriously ill.

Drunk and caught cold, he had a high fever and talked nonsense, talking nonsense with Zhou Li who took care of him.After the fever subsided a bit, I became sober, and went to drink secretly again.

Over and over, over and over.Either drunk or burning, there is no normal time.

Xiao Liu resented him: "Why didn't you burn to death!" Xie Wenjun pulled his sleeve to stop him.

He didn't have anything to say back, he just thought about laughing silly.

At this time, only Zhou Li was with him, handing him medicine and buying porridge, taking his temperature on his forehead, even smoking and drinking with him, and letting him cry in a daze.

Zhou Lihui patted his head and said, cry, cry, cry enough and you'll be fine.

Doing things without saying a word, taking care of him is like taking care of an old friend who has been paralyzed for many years.

Occasionally waking up, he looked at the withered phoenix tree outside the window and thought wistfully, how can I repay this favor?

And Zhou Li just smiled: "I am willing, I don't want you to pay it back."

Zhou Li also likes to talk when he is drunk. Unlike Xiang An who is confused, his drunkenness appears mature and affectionate.

During his illness, Xiang An heard all the stories about Zhou Li and Wei Yutang.

The two met for the first time in the cafeteria, borrowed an umbrella in the rain, played ball together, watched movies together, listened to music with the same pair of earphones together, found an empty classroom to study all night during the exam week, one was buried in the questions, and the other was dazed, leaning against the wall to cover and secretly Dozed off, and then in the dim light of the day, with the gentleness of the morning sun, I took a long and ecstatic kiss.

Different from Gu Xiaoran's narration, Zhou Li's narration was gentle and calm, and occasionally his eyes would reveal an uncontrollable longing, when he was deeply drunk.It makes people feel the sweetness beyond the bitterness.

He used his best youth to love that person deeply!

When all the dust settles, you will only remember him, okay?

Zhou Li said to Xiang An, "You look like him," pointing to the eyes and the bridge of the nose, "a bit like him."

His face was behind the wine bottle a few steps away, and with the warm tone of the floor lamp, it seemed that he could restore the scene of their phone call that night.

Thinking about it, Zhou Li tentatively asked on the phone: "Are you okay?"

The other party was silent, and he continued, "I met someone today who looks a bit like you, and suddenly I really want to hear your voice."

How would Wei Yutang answer?

Is it to say "I'm fine", "I miss you too", or, to interrupt him roughly and say not to contact him again?

Xiang An will never know the content of their phone call. No matter how mature Zhou Li is, no matter how calm he is, he will never be strong enough to face this memory again.

He could only guess that he was indirectly the murderer who made Zhou Li give up?

And now, two bruised people, sitting and drinking together, like two glasses of extremely cold water, trying to warm each other by mixing, how ridiculous.

Xiang An had been ill for half a month, and when he finally woke up, autumn had passed and he entered the desolate winter of Hening.

It's been exactly one year since Quli transferred to Hening business, this year was full of chaos, it seemed to have taken most of his life away.He looked out of the window in a trance, the drizzle was falling, the willows and poplars were withered on the river bank, and the faint green lights were lit up.

He couldn't remember how those winters without twists and turns passed.

He drank the last can of wine in the suitcase, cleaned up the soda cans and cigarette ash all over the floor, carefully removed the long stubble in front of the mirror, and then pulled out the suitcase from the room, and put it on the bookshelf that Qu Li made by himself. , Choose the books you brought one by one, and pack them up.

Open the window, take off the ring, and throw it into the grass downstairs in the community.

Let it be over, he thought.

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, loud and disorderly.

Not Zhou Li.Zhou Li knocked on the door three times rhythmically, with one pause and repeated three sets. If no one opened the door, he would leave automatically.

So, at this late hour, who could it be?

His heart tightened for no reason, and the hand holding the doorknob was trembling.

pity.Not that person.

"elder brother!"

As soon as Xiang An opened the door, he heard the cry of collapse.

Xiang Qin's hair was messed up, her body was covered in rain, and her immature makeup was stained ugly by tears. She just rushed towards him from the stairwell outside the door like a ghost, crying loudly:

"Brother! Save me! Save me!"

If there is the only thing that Xiang An regrets in this life, it is probably that he will never forgive Xiang An when he sees her now. Back then, he pushed her into the fire pit with his own hands.

Xiang Qu was crying under the warm lamp in the living room while holding hot water.Painfully asked: "What should I do brother? I'm pregnant, but I can't find him, what should I do?"

The water in Xiang An's hand suddenly overturned.

The world is so unfair, why do all the bad things have to happen to us?

In Xiang Xun's story, the owner of the elopement cafe is still handsome and charming. He would take the time to make a cup of milk tea for her alone in the sunny afternoon, and he would invite her to the second floor to watch the full-blown milk tea on the evening shift when there were few customers. She is full of French movies, and will carefully help her fix a loose strand of hair, and praise her with gentle words, why is she so beautiful.

The night Xiang Xun resigned from his part-time job, he mustered up the courage to confess to him.

He said disappointedly: "Unfortunately, you have to go."

She was very young at that time, expressing her love without hesitation, and describing how two lovers with a huge age difference maintain their love in a different place far away.

After listening to her, the man smiled.

Then he nodded and wrote her his phone number.

The first time they kissed was on the streets of Hangzhou in October.

The first time he goes to see her, the two go to eat Japanese food, watch the new comedy movie, and then, naturally, go to the hotel.

Filled with the love of a young girl and the longing for infinite happiness, Xiang Xun entrusted herself to him.

This should have been a beautiful story, just like those bad romance novels.Affectionate and handsome uncle, wise and beautiful, heroine who dares to love and hate!

Obviously the settings are the same!

It should be the happy ending of Nuan Nuan's cultivation system!

But.But!

But how did it get messed up in the end? !

When Xiang Xun found out that she was pregnant, she called him in a panic, thinking that she was going to finish her studies and marry him, and she didn't know how to explain to her family, so she was thrown a bucket of cold water.

There was an emotionless voice on the phone: "I'll give you the money, go and destroy it yourself."

Tell me about this person, how can there be such a big change before and after?

After answering the phone, she still called "Baby" sweetly, and could be so ruthless in the next second.

Xiang Xun was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was forcing marriage through pregnancy, so he quickly clarified how much he loved him. Even without this child, they would go on well, get married, start a family, and have a small world belonging to the two of them. , just put everything ahead of time.

She asked cautiously, "Didn't you say that you like children very much?"

And he impatiently repeated "killed" and hung up the phone.

This number was never called again.All she got was an anonymous remittance, no more, no less, just what she needed.

"I thought, I thought I was annoying him, I wanted to tell him, I can have no children, we, we continue, like before, in love, we can take our time, take it easy, but," she cried It hurts so much,

"I wore his favorite clothes and ran to his store to find him, thinking that he would change his mind when he saw me, but he wasn't there, he wasn't there,"

"Brother, do you know where his home is? Where's Brother Qu? Can he help me find him?"

"Please, take me to him, okay?"

Xiang An hugged her and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

While comforting, while thinking,

The person in front of him didn't look like his sister at all.

His Xiang Xun, such a proud and excellent girl since she was a child, when will she let herself be so embarrassed and cry so humblely?

He couldn't bear to refuse, so he took her to take a taxi in the rain, and spent the night in Hening city. The whole city fell into a dead silence in the second half of the night, only the tires made disgusting sticky sounds when they passed the rainy road.

Xiang Yu gradually calmed down from the initial breakdown, sobbed and calmed down, and finally leaned quietly on Xiang An's shoulder, looking out of the car expressionlessly.

Looking at the rows of retreating ghostly tree shadows, Xiang An thought, why not leave.leave the city.

In the early morning of the next day, the car was parked outside the elopement door, and the rain was still there. A black figure came from a distance holding an umbrella, and posted a notice of shop transfer on the glass of the closed shop door.

Xiang An got out of the car quickly and called the other party to stop him.

The two talked for a while, and the man said:

"Our boss's son has transferred to other places to study in junior high school. The boss took the boss's wife and the whole family went there to develop. It's really enviable!"

As the other party spoke, he turned his head to An, glanced hesitantly into the car, and dared not go back.How is he going to face his sister's expectant eyes, dying every inch of him?

After standing for a long time, I finally returned to the car, shaking off the rain.

"Xiang Xun..."

"Brother," said Xiang Xun, "kill it."

"it is good."

He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

After a moment of silence, the person in his arms cried out heartbreakingly.

"He never loved me, did he?"

"All the warmth is just my wishful thinking, right?"

"Why am I so stupid? Why am I so stupid..."

Xiang An didn't know how to answer those desperate crying questions.

He would just caress her hair blankly and comfort her:

"I'm still here."

"Little darling."

"My brother loves you the most."

☆、2007 Zhejiang

Coming out of the hospital, Xiang Xun recuperated for a few days, Xiang An went through the formalities of leaving school, packed her luggage, said goodbye to her friends one by one, and left Hening at the end of November.

The secretary nagged, "It's good to have a look at another place", "Don't dig into the horns", "Don't think about it", "The world is beautiful", "Don't give up", "Come on"...

With tears in Xie Wenjun's arms, Xiao Liu grabbed the handle of his suitcase and asked, "Isn't it farewell?" "Is there still a chance to meet?"

Xiang An couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course!"

He waved his hand chicly, leaving all the unhappiness in this city, and then with a haggard face, Xiang Yu got on the train to Zhejiang.

On the train, he met Zhou Li.

In the seat three meters away from him, by the warm sunlight outside the car window, he waved to him and smiled warmly.

For the next ten years, Zhou Li stayed by his side all the time.

They moved together, opened a bookstore together, drank together, and were sad together.

Xiang An never understood Zhou Li's feelings for him, until later he raised a little tortoise, which lived to be five years old, and was picked up by a wild cat. In addition to being sad, he had a strong desire to buy another one as a replacement.

Only then did he realize that he was Zhou Li's second little turtle.

"You are a bit like him."

Zhou Li once said this, lowered his head and laughed at himself.

You see, who would be nice to another person for no reason?

No one's sympathy is abused, and no one gets out of one unforgettable relationship and falls in love with the next in a blink of an eye.

For Zhou Li, the existence of Xiang An is a comfort, comforting his longing that will never be seen again in this life, comforting his self-blame and regret that can never be amended in this life.

He poured all the good things he had saved up and wanted to join hands with Wei Yutang for a lifetime on Xiang An, to be a friend who held an umbrella for him on rainy days, and to be a taciturn but gentle companion.

Xiang An couldn't and couldn't repay this love.

He is just a prop used to prove affectionate, silently moved by the love that others persistently guard.

He could only accept the coffee handed over, smiled at Zhou Li, and said thank you.

When they arrived in Zhejiang, Xiang An and Zhou Li rented a small house together outside the school for a temporary settlement. They changed to a magazine, submitted their novels, and started looking for work non-stop.

Zhou Li was with him, he was selling tickets at the amusement park, and he was guarding another seat at the facility, and he was serving food at the restaurant, serving as a waiter.

I usually cook at home, and occasionally Xiang Yu will come over to help wash the vegetables, or tidy up the room, and clean up the dirty clothes piled up on the bed. On weekends, the three of them will go to a good place nearby to have a big meal together .

Xiang Qin's complexion gradually improved, and he no longer put on clumsy makeup, and his eyebrows gradually stretched, becoming more lively and beautiful.

Zhou Li described it as watching a withered wintersweet gradually revive in the cold wind, and finally blossom into crystal clear flowers.

Xiang Xun bowed his head and smiled, noncommittal, but said something of unknown meaning.

She said: "Brother Zhou Li, you are such a good person, if only you and I met earlier."

Xiang An said: "I won't meet you earlier, what are you thinking, eat quickly."

Xiang Xun smiled again and stopped talking.

The next day, Xiang An distributed a flyer of a training institution in a certain street. Zhou Li crossed the road to buy milk tea on the opposite side. The weather was fine, people came and went, and everything was as usual.

Suddenly the phone rang, it was a text message.

The general idea is, hello Mr. Xiang, I am xx, the editor of XX magazine. The novel XXX you submitted on our website has been received. I have not responded to the dialogue with you from the platform before. If you need to discuss in detail, please contact me.

Xiang An felt a little dizzy, and for a moment, the leaflets in his hand and the people passing by on the street were as unreal as a dream.

Seeing Zhou Li carefully pass the car and walk towards him, his consciousness became clearer.

Then, my heart beat faster, and I was caught off guard by a rush of ecstasy.

as if...as if...

Yes or no……? !

He was so happy that he trembled slightly while holding the phone, confirming it over and over again.

At this time, the phone rang again without warning, and he pressed to answer it unpreparedly.

……

……

The world seemed to stand still.

……

……

"Excuse me, are you Xiang Jin's brother?"

"I am her counselor. There is some unfortunate news here. Please go to the Third People's Hospital as soon as possible..."

"She was in the third teaching of our school just now, and she fell from the building."

……

……

It is said that God is all fair and that great joy is often accompanied by great sorrow.

It's all fucking bullshit!

I do not change!

No matter how much sweetness you give me, I won't change it!

!!!

At that moment, Xiang An felt that the sky was falling, and the leaflets on his mobile phone were scattered all over the place. He looked at the traffic and crowds in front of him in a daze.

"Xiang Xun..."

"Xiang Xun, wake up..."

A little light broke through the dark world, and he heard someone calling Xiang Xuan's name.

"It's me, I'm brother..."

"Look at me..."

Oh, it turned out to be me.

"Xiang An. Xiang An! Don't do this."

Did he cry?

Is it ugly to cry?

Then why did Zhou Li forcefully drag him to say such things?

Xiang Xun... How is Xiang Xun?

Why did Zhou Li tell him to cheer up?

Is she? ...

"Xiang Xun is gone, come here, don't go..."

"I do not believe!"

He yelled frantically, "I don't believe it! You lied to me!"

"My sister is so obvious! She is so obvious!..."

"I do not believe……"

He hugged Xiangqian desperately, covered her shattered cranial cavity, knelt on the blood-soaked bed sheet and wept bitterly,

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"Wake up to you...don't be kidding..."

"We, let's go home, brother protects you, let's go home, okay..."

Zhou Li couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to hug him distressedly.

It was the end of December in [-], the coldest time of the year. His shoulders and chest were steady and broad, but they couldn't warm Xiang An's uncontrollable shivering.

Xiang An didn't know how this year passed, he was in a trance, in a trance.

Together with Zhou Li, he brought Xiang Qu's ashes back to Fu'an and handed them over to Xiang Zijun.The family was silent.

His mother came back too, she hadn't seen her for many years, her eyes were red, and she stretched out her hand to him.

He didn't know how he got hold of it.

I remembered that when I was in junior high school, my mother hadn't left for a long time, and my father was decadent all day long, and he and Xiang Qin were curled up on the same bed at night.

Xiaoqian asked: "Brother, will you always be with me?"

Xiao An replied: "Of course, I am your dearest person, and I will always be your support!"

Xiaoqian said: "Don't lie to me, you are a puppy!"

Xiao An: "Well! It's a deal!"

Xiaoqian: "Brother, from now on, let's be each other's closest support!"

"it is good."

it is good.

Xiang Xun, did you hear that?

Brother will always be your support.

So, come back, okay?

☆、2007-2015 Shanghai

Everyone can guess what happened next.

Ten years passed away in a trance, like a dream.

Zhou Li accompanied Xiang An to sign the contract. The first novel, "Broken Wild Goose Laughing at the West Wind", which was criticized by Ye Xian as not being excellent, was signed to the well-known Jianyan magazine at that time. Overlord's terms of cooperation have been long-term, but fortunately, it has become the first novel to make Xiang An's name.

In the next three years, Xiang An successively published six works in this magazine, including the "Broken Halberd" series and "War of the Dragon".

With treacherous and psychedelic scene descriptions, exciting plot trends, and crisp brushwork, he has created vivid and plump characters with his brushes, which has attracted a large number of young and enthusiastic fans for him.

At first, he just locked himself in the room, immersed in the puzzle-like stories he had carefully constructed, focused on writing and ignored world affairs, and left Zhou Li to take care of all external affairs that needed to be negotiated.

When the three-year contract expired, another more prestigious magazine offered an olive branch and offered more attractive terms. He and Zhou Li sat opposite each other, and after only 2 minutes of consideration, they agreed tacitly.

So they ushered in their first move, from Zhejiang to Shanghai.

Another three years.

In the past three years, he completed the suspense trilogy "To Ask the Soul of the Country", and updated more than [-] series of short stories in the magazine column "Judge with Zhubi". "Waiting for You" also received a good response.

He has a wide path and can often bring surprises to readers who like him, but this also has shortcomings. Not everyone loves novels as much as he does, and there are often people who like this one and don’t like that one. Newly released works fell below expectations and threatened to lose fans, and some people insisted on competing for different types of works. Two groups of supporters fought each other, and even fans turned black.

Xiang An didn't care.He just wants to write the stories in his head.

Those he has seen, dreamed about, accumulated in his heart for many years, those characters who are alive and running freely in his imaginary world, he just wants to give them life with his fingers.

This is his dream and the whole meaning of his choice of novel creation.

Transformational Youth Literature is already in its seventh year.They left Shanghai, went to Hanping, and started a small studio of their own. They recruited some famous comics and fan fiction writers, and took advantage of the enthusiasm of the first few best-selling novels to create peripheral works.As for himself, he spared time to try to make a painful breakthrough.

It was not smooth at first. After "Sakura", he wrote "Summer Elegy". Because he lost the support of the magazine and failed to attract the correct fan base, the sales of physical books plummeted.

Many fans even left messages——

Fuck!How come I, Xifeng, have started to take the route of a pseudo-mother?

Just looking at the cover makes me want to read it!

This shows that he doesn't take fans seriously?

Forget it!I can't afford it anymore, fall!

……

At this time, a film and television company had already come to discuss with him the issue of IP drama reform, and they were sitting opposite each other again. After he made eye contact with Zhou Li, a disagreement appeared for the first time.

He is optimistic about the current situation of domestic novels being turned into film and television. The popular IP dramas of the same period, the time travel series, and the martial arts series have all gained a very good reputation and ushered in a new wave of novels themselves.

However, Zhou Li believes that he is currently in a turbulent period of transformation failure. If he blindly follows the trend, twists and turns will easily occur. IP drama reform is a risky gamble. Whether it is character selection or post-production, it will affect When it comes to the final effect, if the works the audience sees do not meet expectations, it will definitely shake the original author's position in the hearts of fans, and even lose the original readers.

Zhou Li hoped that he would not be so tired and take his time.I am also afraid that he will encounter setbacks and cannot bear the blow.

But Xiang An is not afraid of anything.

He insisted on taking the table and handed over the copyright of the hottest film to the film and television company.

Zhou Li didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't talk to him for three days in anger.

Fortunately, Xiang An was very lucky. The TV series was not badly changed. It can be said that everything from casting to serving props was impeccable. Zhou Li waited anxiously and received overwhelming praise.So they took advantage of the wind and made intensive preparations for the film adaptation.

Xiang An never thought that one day he would become a part of the so-called entertainment industry and become friends with those popular dramas on the big screen.

He thought he could write and write a book, and stayed behind the screen in the room while typing and scratching his feet, not communicating with others.

But when the opportunity came, he instinctively reached out and grabbed it.In retrospect, every step of the choice from the first time, there is no mistake, really like the plot in a novel, it sounds unreal.

He wrote the second part of youth literature, named "The Enterprise Gives Me to Displace", originally wanted to call it "Xiang An's Death", but after hesitating for a long time, he deleted it and changed the name.

After the final version of the novel was delivered for printing, the first thing Xiang An said leaning on Zhou Li: "Shall we open a bookstore?"

By the way, they have confirmed their relationship at this time.

For eight full years, Zhou Li accompanied him for eight full years.

Xiang An is 29 years old, and Zhou Li is thirty.Both of them are no longer young, and they don't have so much support to look forward to the impossibility of the future, so they accepted each other logically.

Even if two people clearly understand that they are not together because of "love".

For Xiang An, Zhou Li has a more important meaning than being a lover. He is his friend and the only relative he turns to when he has nowhere to go.

So, he doesn't have to care about anything else.

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and pretended to be angry: "You still open a store? You are so busy all day, you still have the energy to open a store? Don't die!"

"Ouch, what's the rush, my old Zhou," Xiang An didn't seem to care at all, "I just said to open a store, but I didn't say that I would guard it myself. We can hire someone."

"Of course you have to hire someone! Do you really want to exhaust yourself to death?"

"Hey," Xiang An smiled, rubbing his shoulder coquettishly, "I have always dreamed of a bookstore. The downstairs is lined with bookshelves. During the day, customers come and go. The upstairs is our bedroom. Lying on the bed at night, it's like It's like lying in the pile of books, how nice it is."

"Lying in the pile of books? Hmph," Zhou Li curled his lips, "Is that what you think?"

That being said, Zhou Li was still busy with Zhang Luo's bookstore in person, from site selection to decoration, whenever he offered an idea to An Dong, he would do his best to realize it.

Retro British design, huge floor-to-ceiling windows, ceiling crystal lamps, coffee-colored solid wood bookshelves, interior partitions, half-duplex round tables embedded, creating a relatively private small space, and a suspended rattan chair.

Everything is according to Xiang An's wishes, and everything satisfies him.

On the opening day of the new store, Xiang An stood outside the store and looked across the road for a long, long time. He didn't know what expression he should have.

It is clear that his long-standing dream has finally come true. It is clear that every part of the store, even the arrangement of tables and chairs, and the arrangement of books, are exactly as he imagined. There is nothing to be picky about, but for some reason, he feels that There was a piece of hollow in my heart, and the inside was swaying, and I couldn't hear the sound clearly.

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows proudly at him, as if to say: How are you doing?its not bad, right?

He smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Not bad!"

But asking each other's concerns and respecting each other's contributions is their long-standing tacit understanding.

It has been nearly two years since I met Jiang Xiaozheng. At this time, Xiang An's youth literature has been smooth sailing, and has even stood up to strict rankings in the industry.Numerous young female readers came to his book signing event with their books in their hands. They told him to take good care of themselves in the few seconds after he wrote his pen name like a star.

He likes these little girls very much.They all have beautiful and pure longings for the future, and foolishly believe that his story may really happen one day. They will laugh happily under the influence of their own words, and will also be sad as the characters are ruined and destroyed one by one. shed tears.

The expression of emotion is the best feedback to his works.

He thanked himself for having the opportunity to meet them, and would occasionally take care of their preferences, creating their favorite little CPs and giving out sweets without affecting the overall framework of the story.

With the rise of popularity, it is naturally a scandal.This seems to be an unavoidable rule in the "circle", especially for a special group like Xiang An, the slightest disturbance is enough to make up a big drama.

He tried his best to keep a low profile, and rarely went out on dates alone with Zhou Li. He was always careful not to have a bad influence on others.But it didn't work, the two of them were still photographed holding hands as they walked home together from the dimly lit alleyway.

During that time, Xiang An was in poor health. As soon as the entertainment report came out, "Exposed XX writer is actually gay, and her boyfriend who has been in love for many years joined hands in the street late at night", immediately occupied the front page headlines and caused an uproar.

This incident undoubtedly caused a big blow to him. In order to relieve his anxiety, Zhou Li suggested that he temporarily put down his work. The two took this opportunity to go abroad for training for two months. When they came back, Zhou Li resigned from his assistant job and focused on taking care of him bookstore.

Xiang An is a rather stubborn person. Although he usually seems to have no temper, he is quite fussy about the things he cares about.

After losing Zhou Li's arrangement and overall planning, his shortcomings in his career were gradually exposed, especially reflected in the degree of fit between his novel adaptation and the original work.

Relying on his status, he will interfere in the script development and character selection within a certain limit. Of course, he can't make the decision completely, but he will directly suggest which actor is not good at acting and which actor's temperament is more suitable for this design. Certainly.

As a result, it will naturally offend screenwriters, investors, and some idol niche students who are not skilled enough but have excellent traffic.

It was against this background that I met Jiang Xiaozheng.

☆、2015 Hanping

At that time, Jiang Xiaozheng was still outside the eighth line. Not long after entering the industry, relying on his good looks, he almost went astray.

Coincidentally, Xiang An caught up with Xiang An's unpopular fantasy in his early years, "The Preface to the Classic of Mountains and Seas". All he cares about is his name and fan base, and he can imagine the disappointing results of the shooting.

But he still wanted to give it a try, for himself and for those who wanted to do well.

His only request is that he hopes to take over the writing of the script and shoot with the crew so that he can modify and protect the integrity of the story at any time.The producer naturally accepted the request.

That's how Jiang Xiaozheng walked into Xiang An's sight.

She went through a lot of relationships to get a role in this movie that is neither important nor light, and then met the assistant director in that group who is a well-known master who trades power for color in the circle. Hooked up by mistake.

The assistant director left her number and pretended to send her a message saying that the role might change, and asked her if she was free to go to her home to audition for the second female supporting role.

Of course Jiang Xiaozheng knew what this meant!

She struggled for a while, and finally prepared herself mentally, and replied to the message and promised to meet the assistant director.As a result, Xiang An didn't know where she got the wind, and a single word disturbed her.

Not only did he not get the second horn, but the original one was also poked out, and replaced by an unknown little demon with only a few pitiful lines.

Jiang Xiaozheng is so angry, he can't wait to slap himself ten times in the face!

For her, this hard-won opportunity was wasted in vain, and she didn't know how many years she would have to wait to stand out from the dark entertainment industry.

So after finding out that Xiang An was behind the scenes, she immediately rushed to the hotel where Xiang An was staying with her group, and asked what offended him and why she had to get along with her!

The photos of her entering Ann's room were exposed after she became famous, and caused quite a stir, but that's all for later.

At this time, Xiang An was studying the script, and was stupefied by her fright. He quickly put out his cigarette butt and pushed his glasses, looking up at her from under the desk lamp.

First impression, what a face!he thinks.

Then, an official explanation was given to her: due to practical needs, we had to make changes to the original plot, and the characters would naturally have to be adjusted. Please forgive me if this brings inconvenience to Ms. Jiang.

Of course Jiang Xiaozheng didn't accept this set of rhetoric!

What's more, this was all nonsense. Xiang An just couldn't understand that the assistant director was using power behind his back for personal gain, and he didn't like being an indirect helper who harmed the ignorant girl for no reason.

Jiang Xiaozheng originally had the idea of ​​breaking the can and smashing it, and he would definitely not give up so easily, but the strange thing is that Xiang An was surprisingly patient with her.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid the end of this farce would be that the two sides would tear each other's faces, or they would be kicked out without listening to what she said.

But not only was Xiang An not angry, he stalemate with her for a while, even poured a glass of water for her, and persuaded in a soft voice: "Girls should protect themselves outside, don't be short-sighted, do it for a small profit in front of you, and make yourself regret it." thing."

"I..." Jiang Xiaozheng retorted awkwardly after taking the water, "You have already become famous, and you have a lot of fans. Of course, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk, but we are nameless little actors. , do you know how difficult it is to get such a small role!"

"There are so many people in the world who are not easy, don't they all have to