protect my love

Zhan Yijiang didn't know which muscle he had made a mistake, and suddenly became poetic.Ever since I knew that this kid was playing tricks on him today, I thought I was wrong and didn't intend to care about it.

The ticket information was sent to Zi Mingjun's mobile phone 5 minutes after Zhan Yijiang left.It is like a reassurance pill, which is the hope of Zi Mingjun's life.

After deliberation, Mingjun told Bai Lianxi without excitement, and at the risk of surprise becoming frightened, he still wanted to see Bai Lianxi's expression at that time.

During the suspension of filming, Zi Mingjun was not as busy as he thought.The enthusiasm for the previous work has faded away, and the Xiaosheng who has been promoted by the current hit drama has a strong background, and social media and entertainment accounts are all eager to praise him.

Zi Ming didn't take it seriously, and if there was an announcement, he would answer it if it seemed appropriate, and if it didn't, he would just sit idle.Naturally, such a rare free time cannot be wasted. He went to see his parents, and then went to accompany the elderly at home.

If necessary, this is a good entry point. If the operation is good, the characters can be pulled back to the top level of traffic.

But Zi Ming didn't have this awareness, and didn't think it was right to do so.

After all, he didn't even dare to go to his father's work unit, so he could only invite busy people home, sit opposite each other, and drink freshly brewed tea on the balcony.

"Are you busy recently?" Li Wei felt that this topic was omnipotent.

"Not busy." According to common sense, Mingjun should ask similar questions back, but he knew that if Li Wei had important work to do, he would not be able to invite him back today no matter what.

The dog was lying outside the glass door of the balcony, wagging its tail and scratching the glass with its plush paws.

The father and son looked at each other, but neither stood up to open the door for it.

"Listen to what your mother said..." Li Wei swallowed half of what he said, neither saying it nor saying it.Facing Ziming Jun's frank gaze, he became more and more embarrassed, so he stood up and went to open the glass door.

"Yeah." Since you really have something to say, and let the other party hear clearly, of course you have to say it all.

This is not Li Wei's usual style.

"Listen to your mother..." Li Wei opened the door, squatted on the bed and opened his gentle embrace, but Gouzi took two steps forward and suddenly turned at a right angle, and rushed to lick Zi Mingjun's hand on his knee .

Zi Mingjun is not a ticklish person, but the dog's tongue is really strong, he can't resist it.

Li Wei pretended nothing happened, selectively ignoring the little complacency in Zi Mingjun's expression: "I heard from your mother that you are in a relationship?"

"Ah."

"Ok?"

"How old am I this year, what happened to my late love?"

"...Hmph, I don't know you yet, and I'm constantly hitting you." Li Wei paused, "This is the first time I've admitted it."

In the past, when facing his parents' inquiries about his relationship, Zi Mingjun was always perfunctory, and even used his career as a shield, which is not at all like him.

"I'm old, I'm in love." He picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth. It was still a little hot but he could drink it. He held the cup for four to five minutes.

"As long as you like."

"Thank you." Zi Mingjun's cup was empty, "I like him very much."

"When will you introduce me?"

"talk later."

"why?"

"I'm afraid he will be embarrassed."

"what do you do?"

"Outsider."

The circle of course refers to the entertainment circle. Work occupies a large part of life, and it also has a considerable impact on emotions.

In fact, Li Wei didn't understand these things, so he asked casually because he couldn't find a topic.

"Ah."

Usually only when his son comes to the door, he will clearly feel the existence of time.With endless work at hand and a beautiful wife who loves to laugh at home, Li Wei often feels stuck in the cracks of time.

Don't want to be just an illusion.

Look at Zi Mingjun, who has grown up rapidly, from the white and cute childhood to the handsome young man.Now it is slowly maturing, and the facial features are completely opened.

He didn't say it, but he always felt that Zi Mingjun was a person who recognized himself very clearly. Which person who applied for the acting department didn't think he had some advantages in appearance?

"Then I'm leaving, you take care of yourself." Zi Mingjun heard Li Wei's phone ringing again, and when he saw him staring at the screen and frowning, he knew it was important.

"You too. Tell me about any programs that appear on TV recently, TV dramas. I'll go and watch them."

A word of support takes a thousand detours.

An interview is a channel, and what it wants to reflect is the normal life of the interviewee.This kind of opportunity for fans to get to know him should not be too little or too much.

Except for the interviews that Zhan Yijiang helped him choose and make appointments in advance, in a few cases Mingjun would be blocked by people from some small media companies.

It is necessary to maintain some sense of mystery, besides, if you speak too much, you will be wrong. Young people are not sophisticated enough in conversation, and they are afraid that they will not be able to withstand doubts.

Therefore, the length of the occasion, the influence of the media, and even the subject of the inquiry are strictly controlled, and the people who want to interview him are far more than those he accepts.

"Zi Mingjun, I'm Zhou Ai, a reporter from the All-Inclusive column group, can I spare you a few minutes?"

There were a total of four people on the other side, some with a machine and some with a handwritten version.

I haven't seen Zhou Ai this time.

All inclusive is a well-known online program of celebrity interviews, which has a lot of influence.I don't know if the other party has invited him seriously, and he made such a bad move when he got rejected, but Zi Ming understands the reason why Zhan Yijiang declined.

All inclusive is a program produced by Vientiane Entertainment.

Zi Mingjun was unlikely to accept the invitation, but he still pointed to his chest and asked politely, "Can you show me the certificate?"

He never expected that the other party would be stunned, hesitated for a while, and then took it out. It was from Vientiane, that's right, it was just an intern reporter.

It seems that this plan is probably not stuck in Zhan Yijiang's hands, but the other party's column plan.

Zi Mingjun still smiled gently, and his words and attitude did not change: "Please contact my agent directly, his contact information is public."

Generally, interns are timid, and most of them will give up after Zi Mingjun said so.

But this week Ai is really not ordinary, she speaks in a low voice, but Mingjun can hear the words clearly: "Your manager won't accept our interview, will you just watch others poach you?"

In a word, within a few seconds, Zi Mingjun stepped back to the ground just as he was about to raise his leg.

Zhan Yijiang hasn't run around with him for a long time, and Xia Le is not here today, because it's just a re-recording of a local TV station.

I don't know if the other party also took a fancy to this point and came to meet him by chance.

What Zi Ming didn't let the other party see was that since she said that she was from the All-inclusive column group, his heart had been turbulent.Vientiane Entertainment is a leader in the industry, but it will never let resources be lost to other companies for nothing.If there is that opportunity and the details can be negotiated, Vientiane is undoubtedly the best next home.

Seeing that the target was attracted, Zhou Ai didn't continue talking.An expression that had been expected for a long time, as if it was no surprise that Zi Mingjun knelt down and begged her to talk now.

Of course Zi Mingjun would not, he was less salty than Zhou Ai's reaction, but he was somewhat interested in the other party's topic.

"Appointment again." She handed Zi Mingjun a business card, and called her companion to leave.

Mingjun was the only person left in the corridor. He read the business card several times and memorized the eleven Arabic numerals by heart.

Accompanied by anxiety, the piece of paper was crumpled and thrown into the trash can in front of the round camera in the corner.

Is it a good thing?

Zi Mingjun continued to walk forward, but this time his facial expressions looked a little possessed, and he passed countless people who greeted him along the way.

When he was approaching the door, the phone in his pocket vibrated, and he was drawn back.

It seems that he hopes from the bottom of his heart that it will be the follow-up just now, and Zi Mingjun's movements are extremely swift.

When he opened it, it turned out to be an email, which was a private address he didn't use very often, and it was in English.

After confirming that it had nothing to do with the current important matter, Zi Mingjun became even more irritable.He only glanced at ten lines and picked out some key words to read.

Only after seeing it did he realize that there was another thing that he had left behind for a long time. Not long after he and Bai Lianxi established a relationship, he went to a jewelry store he was familiar with, and he ordered a pair of rings.

At that time, most of them just wanted to take a formality, and life occasionally needs a sense of ritual.

Now it is very important, and he is still looking forward to the day when he gets the things and thinks about others.

The general meaning of the email was that he had finally found a suitable gemstone for the style he had ordered before, with rare precision and color.

Just one more thing to ask.

It is a large and complete gemstone, should it be cut into several smaller carats according to the original style?

The feeling of regret in Fang's words was about to overflow, and Zi Mingjun recalled that he chose a model with heavy details. At that time, it seemed that his heart was turbulent, and he wanted to hold his lover's hand. Xi Dapu The mood of spreading the word.

In fact, he felt that the gems set on the original model were too small.

Zi Mingjun stood where he was, and spent more than ten minutes editing an email, asking the craftsman he trusted to do his best to increase the size of the gemstone without affecting the harmony of the ring style.

For several days in a row, Zi Mingjun closed his eyes and saw the happy appearance of two people wearing the ring and interlocking fingers.

Until Xia Le picked him up to try on the look of the film festival, Zi Mingjun was subconsciously rubbing the knuckles of his left ring finger.

This little trick continued until Xia Le found out.

"Brother Zi, what's wrong with you?"

Ziming came to his senses and smiled without saying a word.

"Is it eczema?" Xia Le asked, "I've had it before. It's like this when the weather gets hot. Just apply the ointment for a few days and it'll be fine. I'll get you one?"

"..." Zi Mingjun sometimes thinks that this child is not cute, stupidly cute. "no."

Although Xia Le didn't think so, the boss said what he said.

When he arrived at the studio at the address, Mingjun felt unfamiliar, only to realize that it was not the one he used to go to.

The time between Xia Le and Zi Mingjun was still short, so I didn't think it was wrong.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Zhan asked me to tell you that this studio is very famous, and it is a resource specially approved by the superiors. It is a rare opportunity for you. Try a few more sets."

The word "especially" sounds particularly suspicious.

Zi Ming thought of a possibility, and this possibility did not disappoint him.

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