protect my love

"Zheng Feng is really busy these days, and he can't shoot well, so I'll let you both take a break." Mu Xunying came here to explain to Zi Mingjun, and added at the end, "If your company thinks If there is anything wrong, please contact me and follow the contract."

Zi Mingjun nodded in response, "Then is the announcement postponed or postponed?"

Mu Xun probably hasn't made up his mind yet. He folded his arms and looked at the sky for a while, thinking about it for a while and said, "Let's move the date, the season waits for no one."

"No date..." Zi Mingjun showed a tangled expression, as if he was distressed by this.

Mu Xunying looked at him, thinking about why, then patted his leg, and said, "Oh, I remembered, how many of your solo scenes have to be fat for nothing, right?"

Earlier Han Xun had a healthy body and mind.Because most of the scenes had to be taken in the face, Mu Xunying felt that it would be difficult for Zi Mingjun to find a substitute, so he gave him those scenes as well.

Originally, Mingjun's single-player role was placed at the end. If the date was changed, it would be completely messed up, not to mention getting fat and sometimes thin, and it would take energy to adjust the mentality.

Zi Mingjun nodded: "Mu Dao, you have to teach me how to gain weight quickly and how to lose weight quickly."

Mu Xunying subconsciously rubbed his belly. He hadn't changed his size in these years, he wasn't fat, but his belly was still covered with a thin layer of fat.

"Forget it, let's postpone it." Anyway, it hasn't been officially decided yet, so Mu Xunying has the final say anyway.

"Thank you Director Mu, I will remember this kindness." Zi Mingjun performed a Jianghu thank you ceremony, which he learned when he was filming "One Finger Jianghu".

Mu Xunying smiled and said that you don't need to remember this kindness from me, it is considered that Brother Zheng owes you a sum.

Zi Mingjun listened and acted as if he didn't hear it. Isn't it a kindness to him that his Senior Brother Zheng made a match for him?

When "Feng Hui Xun Zhuan" is released next year, the gimmick is likely to be the ingenious work of the grand slam actor, and he would rather be the second male than miss the film.In fact, Mu Xunying would not be able to get such a title as the director, but he, the honorary man, was held back.

So Zi Mingjun got a long vacation, and he rented a room in a downtown hotel.

Zhan Yijiang helped him screen some announcements for him to participate. Although he has nothing to do with this award season, brushing his face has always been a long-term solution and part of his hard work.Although this effort is often only effective when Party A investigates the flow of artists.

Since the purpose is to brush face, and they are in the same circle, it is not surprising that Zi Mingjun and Zheng Feng can meet together.

It was a dinner party that day, and Zi Ming was wearing a new season suit, and walked the red carpet in a heroic manner, half of the task was completed.

When the staff led him to his seat, he looked at the person next to him and thought it was a coincidence.

"Brother Feng."

Zheng Feng dressed very formally tonight, without the bright colors and strange shapes that people love to see in the entertainment news, he sat on a chair covered with a layer of black velvet cloth and did not socialize with anyone. If he said that he was a gangster, some people would believe it.

The layout of this hall adopts two chairs and one table. The activities are comprehensive in which people from all walks of life participate. Being able to sit together is really a blessing.

"Ming Jun?" Zheng Feng looked back, also surprised.

Zi Mingjun sat down generously, and someone from the government or the media clicked and took pictures in the distance.

Today's task is completed.Two people thought at the same time.

"Brother Feng and I are so destined."

"Isn't it? The event with hundreds of people happened to be divided into one table." Both Zheng Feng and Zi Ming clinked glasses, and each took a sip of the red wine provided by the organizer.

The words Mingjun didn't even sip it, at most the lips and teeth were stained.

But Zheng Feng didn't notice it at all, and looked a little absent-minded.

"Brother has to apologize to you for causing "Fenghui Xunzhuan" to be suspended for so long, and I owe you a favor."

After all, even in public, Zheng Feng couldn't show his guilt on his expression.

Zi Mingjun said how dare to dare, but in fact, both of them knew that this was the first conversation since Zheng Feng left.

"Brother Feng, it's too outlandish for you to say that." Zi Mingjun also pays attention to managing his expressions in front of the camera, and every moment that is frozen in the photo has the risk of being taken out of context in the future.He smiled vigorously and humbly. Sitting on the other side of the table was his teacher and friend.

There was another little silence.Digging deeper into this topic is a lie, and neither side is very interested.

"Brother Feng's last film festival was at the end of July, right?" Zi Mingjun took the wine bottle, holding it up with one hand and filling it up with the other.

"Yes, July NO.30." This topic was much easier for Zheng Feng, and he seemed to be less tense on his shoulders and back.

"Okay, I definitely want to watch the live broadcast."

"Aren't you going to participate? We can walk the red carpet together." Male celebrities who are of the right age and single like Zheng Feng are always in demand. Many female celebrities lined up for an appointment. Today, they suddenly came to invite another male actor to walk the red carpet. It doesn't look like a joke.

Zi Ming said in a heart-to-heart way, in order to avoid suspicion.

Zi Mingjun declined such a rare opportunity, for similar reasons.Zheng Feng was not the only one who needed to avoid suspicion.

"If I want to get married, I still have to make it public. My agent suggested that I would be better off with short-term pain than long-term pain. It happens to be awards season, and the effects will offset each other."

Zi Mingjun has no experience on this issue, let alone give any advice.Anyway, Zhan Yijiang's emotional suggestion to him is to hold back, and it's best to hold back until retirement.

"Well, it happens to be a double happiness."

It's not really emotional, but the words are still very touching.

Zheng Feng couldn't help but smile when he heard that.

"But I don't think it's fair to her. She doesn't need to be judged, and after being in front of the camera for a long time, we can really control our emotions so accurately that the audience can't see how much I love her."

The listener is mindful.

Mingjun was also deeply touched by this matter.

Nobody knows how much I love him.

"It's good that Miss Xiaoyun knows." Zi Mingjun said, also pinning his hopes on his lover.

Later, the two of them stopped talking at the beginning of the dinner, and Zheng Feng said to him before leaving at the end of the banquet, I wish you a smooth love life.

Zi Mingjun responded naturally, and was surprised.I don't know if it was Zheng Feng's general blessing or something to see in such an endless sentence.

After all, we have worked together for so long.

Afterwards, I was relatively free for a period of time. Except for attending events and occasional filming work every day, Zi Mingjun was thinking about his future in the rest of the time.

The only thing that was quite exciting during the period was that he finally officially rejected the birthday party that the company planned to arrange for him.And to come four days of absolute freedom.

Such a hearing is definitely not an excessive request, but this is the first time that Xun Xing has agreed unconditionally.

Zi Mingjun was a bit unpredictable about Xunxing's attitude towards him, but vacations do exist, and he immediately booked a ticket to England.

Unexpectedly, two days later, Zhan Yijiang personally came to bring him a notice.It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, yes, but it happened to be one of his four days off.

"I know this is a bit of a contradiction, but the red carpet of the International Film Festival is not something you can walk on if you want." Zhan Yijiang showed him the key parts, "You can change your four-day vacation to five days instead, go to London I'll book a round-trip ticket for you in first class."

Zi Mingjun shook his head resolutely, almost throwing up, and stopped to look at him after hearing what Zhan Yijiang said.

"..." Zhan Yijiang looked at him in disbelief, "Ancestor, are you short of first-class money?"

"?" Zi Mingjun didn't know why Zhan Yijiang thought so, "No, where did you say to go?"

Zhan Yijiang glanced at the words Mingjun, then at the paper in his hand, and said forcefully, "London."

The characters are all satisfied, and I reach out to see the specific content.

Zhan Yijiang didn't know what happened at all, and followed Zi Mingjun with inquiring eyes.

"You like London very much?" Zhan Yijiang and Zi Mingjun have been together before, and he doesn't think he has any special feelings for that place.Over the past few years, he has long been immune to the changeable working place and working hours, and he is not even in the mood to wander around casually.

"Not really, it's just..." Zi Mingjun lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhan Yijiang again.

"That's it?" Zhan Yijiang followed and strengthened the interlaced sentences of Ming Jun.

"Fall in love with..."

"Falling in love?" Zhan Yijiang repeated again, and suddenly realized, "Falling in love?!"

"Falling in love with English breakfast." Zi Ming didn't dare to joke anymore, and ended the sentence at once.

"..." Zhan Yijiang was trying his best to calm down his blood pressure.

"It's really delicious. I know a family, and I'll take you there next time." Zi Mingjun didn't forget to make up the knife, and he was extremely dedicated.

"Come on, I was scared to death. I almost thought you found a foreign boyfriend." Zhan Yijiang still smelled something strange, but there was no trace of the feeling, and it was not easy to try it at this time.

"No, no, no, my English is not that good, and I'm afraid I'll sell myself." Zi Mingjun said it very aboveboard, not at all lucky that he had just played word games.

Zhan Yijiang suddenly remembered the other man in the last time he hugged the photo, so he believed the statement that Mingjun had no foreign boyfriend, and silently remembered to go back and study that man.

"Then you agree." Zhan Jiangjiang began to edit the information to his colleagues, "I will notify Xia Le after a few days of trying on the shape, and he will pick you up."

"No problem, just watch over there." Zi Mingjun readily agreed, and added, "Then my five-day leave...then I'll put it in the front."

Zhan Yijiang's smiling face immediately received seven points: "Actually, five days is a little bit more, because you have to go back to Mu Xunying's team again in early August, and it can't be too much."

Zi Mingjun hated his brother Zhan's sad face the most.

"Let's continue those four days ahead. The event is on August 31st, right? The 27st counts as the distance, and I will go there on July [-]th."

It's not appropriate to continue bargaining, Zhan Yijiang wrote it down, and he agreed.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Zhan, I'll get my own ticket. I'll just change it and give you the ticket later."

"Success..." This is a trivial matter, "You were going to London?"

Mingjun paused for a second: "Yes."

"Just for your English breakfast?"

Zi Mingjun remained silent, shaking his head for a while.

"What else?" Zhan Yijiang's blood pressure was about to rise again.

"And the sparkle of the Thames."

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