protect my love

On the way back, Zi Mingjun thought about it carefully before he felt wrong: "Didn't he develop overseas? The brokerage company is not domestic either."

"You said You Xin? I don't know. I heard from his agent that he has been in China recently."

"why?"

Zhan Yijiang was stopped by the question, because before he knew his real intentions, You Xin was like a horse that turned his back on grass, and he was doing so well abroad.

"People have the right to choose." To a certain extent, they can choose what they want to do, "I really think this script is good."

Zi Mingjun pouted secretly, perhaps he was the person closest to the truth.

After chatting on the plane, Zi Mingjun suddenly remembered one day and found the so-called movie co-produced by You Xin with his soul mate.It is indeed a literary film, full of sadness, the male and female protagonists rely on their acting skills to make a movie with complete picture and sound into a stream of consciousness.

Let the words be evaluated, even from a professional point of view, it is hard to tell whether it is a performance or an expression of true feelings.

And the female lead of that movie happened to also join this movie, even though it was only a cameo, it was also the beginning of a comeback for an actor who had been out of acting for two years.

More importantly, they will act as a husband and wife in Director Lin's movie. To be precise, it is a relationship similar to that of Mori Kogoro and Hieiri.

"Yeah, people have a choice, maybe they will come back and develop completely in the future."

Zhan Yijiang next to him only felt that what Zi Mingjun said was strange.

For a while after the installation, there was no news about the movie at all, Zi Mingjun hadn't read the complete script, and he even thought he had been forgotten.

"No, the script seems to be still under revision." Zhan Yijiang comforted.

"It's about to start, isn't it?" What is the purpose of editing the script at this time?

"You don't have to worry about it, this one doesn't have as many physical requirements as Mu Xun, and it's a comedy again."

Words have nothing to say.

"Thank you for trusting me so much."

Life and work are still going on, but Zi Mingjun finds it more and more difficult to go out recently.

He still lives in Jiujing Longyan for the time being, and normally goes out from the lobby on the first floor.

He didn't care that few people recognized him.If someone asks for it, maybe they will take a group photo and sign it.

But recently, there have been more people of unknown origin in the lobby.

Once or twice can be ignored, but this situation has been going on for several days.

Zi Mingjun is very sensitive to the camera, he will look at it subconsciously, and the person holding the camera will also see him.

Once Zi Mingjun stood at the door waiting for the bus, and he had been sitting next to him on the sofa for several days, at least the people Zi Mingjun would see every time he went out couldn't help but ran to him and asked in a low voice, "Zi Mingjun."

It startled him.

"Ah."

"It's really you, are you here too?"

This word is used sonorously, and their target is not him.

Zi Ming wants to fool the past.

"You guys are so rich, do you all live here?"

"..."

"You Xin is here?"

"..." Zi Mingjun absolutely couldn't answer such a question, "Sorry, the car is here."

In fact, the car never arrived, so Zi Mingjun walked through the vestibule along the narrow sidewalk next to the driveway, and did not hesitate to brave the strong wind to get out of there.

So those people came to stare at You Xin.

This idea was confirmed in the evening.

The reporter seemed to have a big mouth, and within a day, all the people who were ambushing Jiujing Longyan knew that Zi Mingjun was there. He himself was very helpless, and he never thought he was so inconspicuous before.

"Sorry it's my problem, thank you."

Zi Ming was aroused goose bumps all over.

At this time, he was standing in the elevator, and there were two other people in the same small tin box.

They were all inconspicuous passers-by, but one of them was whispering to him in You Xin's voice.

Immediately after the elevator reached the first floor, the person whose voice resembled You Xin left.

Zi Mingjun looked at it deliberately and was startled.That's obviously You Xin, but if you don't stare at him, you won't be able to find it.

It is hard for anyone to think that he will wear a wig like Suigua Taro.

Too hard.

After returning to the room, Zi Mingjun's mobile phone was placed next to him, and You Xin did not disappoint him, and sent the first WeChat message between them.

[Brother Xiaozi, do you want to play later? 】

I have never heard of You Xin having any special hobbies, and Zi Mingjun doesn't know what this simple word play refers to.

Before Mingjun could figure out what to reply, You Xin added.

[Just upstairs, there will be no one else. 】

upstairs.

As far as Zi Mingjun knows, Jiujing Longyan, a serious hotel, only has an entertainment venue on the 28th floor.

I heard that people who have been abroad will be more open, and Zi Mingjun will be a little resistant to being with him.

[Small private room, why don't we just talk about the book. 】

He seemed to be looking forward to it, even using the script's excuse.

This is an appointment that has to be kept, unless Ziming can find some very convincing reasons.

Just as he organized his words to agree, You Xin sent a voice that was several seconds long.

"You and I also met a few times. I'll help you. If you still want to hang out, come here."

I always feel that there is a faint taste of threat, and I have listened to the words Ming once, that is, I have only a half-knowledge and don't understand the code words in it.

Just about to listen to it again, You Xin withdrew it, and sent a sentence within a few seconds:

[I know you listened, the choice is yours. 】

The right to choose is a word that Zhan Yijiang often talks about. The only difference is that Zi Mingjun can grasp it for the first time recently.

[Okay Brother You, what time are you ready? 】

【Now? 】

It is very difficult to get a person who is comfortably lying in bed to get up immediately.

【Okay, shall I go to your place first? 】

[I'm already here, on the 28th floor, tell the person at the door to look for table 012. 】

There is no doubt that You Xin's news channels are better than his, even though his career has been overseas for many years.

But Zi Mingjun has been working hard to be himself recently, and he doesn't know where he will offend others, and he will be dragged into the pit.

It's only around 28 or [-] o'clock, which is too early for a bar. When Zi Mingjun entered, there were only a few people on the [-]th floor.

Originally, he thought that whether it was a coffee shop or a bar, there shouldn't be such things as private rooms.

It wasn't until he got to No. 012 where You Xin was located that he realized that this semi-enclosed box was a bit like the one in the stadium.You Xin chose a good location, facing the dance floor, it must be lively at night.

"Brother You."

Zi Mingjun noticed that there was only a bunch of fruit juice ordered by You Xin on the table, which looked like watermelon juice.

"Come on, sit down."

Zi Mingjun sat down on the half-ring sofa, about a person's distance away from You Xin.

You Xin only looked up at him, then continued to type on the mobile phone with her head down. It took a long 5 minutes for each word to start a conversation.

"Is there anything you want to ask?"

Zi Ming shook his head.

"Don't you wonder why I said that?"

"Curiosity." Zi Mingjun is very frank, "Curiosity, but if you don't plan to tell me, I might not know about it before it happens."

You Xin understood, and his gaze was more approving: "I really shouldn't have said these words in advance, but I won't help you except to tell you."

There is no way not to help, who makes people hold the right to choose.

"Ah."

"And what surprised me the most." You Xin was reluctant to say anything more than half of what he said, "The situation is so complicated."

"Just say what you think you can say."

"You see, I'm an outsider, this information is meaningless to me, and I don't understand the cause and effect, so don't ask." You Xin cleared his throat, "First, Vientiane doesn't want you, and second, they might come to tease you. "

There is a lot of information in just two sentences.

"But don't worry, as long as you don't have an accident, I won't steal your Bi Linfeng. You also know why I chose this role now."

It's really more than a horror sentence.

"Brother You...they asked you if you want to play Bi Linfeng?"

The start-up is imminent and the contract has already been signed. Once the replacement is bound to suffer heavy losses.

But if the protagonist has an accident, the situation will be different.

This is only a guess based on You Xin's words.

"You're pretty smart."

Like a basin of cold water mercilessly poured on the top of the head.

"It's none of my business. If I don't answer it, I won't answer it. Someone will answer it anyway."

"But I suddenly decided to wade into this muddy water. Can you guess why this time?"

Zi Ming would not be so cheeky as to give himself and You Xin the title of art supremacy, he thought it might be related to those companies, but he didn't know.

"I don't know."

"Because of your boyfriend, I really like the plot where lovers get married, and I met him today."

"..." Zi Mingjun froze, "How did you know him?"

"I've seen the photo in the news, it's pretty handsome."

That was really unexpected.

Zi Mingjun was silent for a while before he said: "He is just my ex, don't worry about how he is?"

"You?" You Xin was also taken aback for a moment.

"It's been hundreds of years." Who knows if Zi Mingjun said that on purpose.

"But you still like him." You Xin said this in front of her face, never thinking that this was just his assumption, "He still likes you too."

Ziming didn't make a sound.

"Forget it, I won't mind my own business." You Xin didn't want to do that, "I'll send you a message at the end. The usual way of getting people in Vientiane is... whoring."

He said the last word very lightly.

In fact, Mingjun has also heard about this point. He has heard that three-quarters of the people in the entertainment industry who have accidents because of pornography are the promoters of Vientiane.

But for Zi Mingjun, it was news that he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"You are not afraid?"

"Not afraid." He was still smiling.

You Xin didn't force him to explain.

"First of all, I don't have that habit myself, and I believe that law enforcement officers will be impartial."

"Trust them so much?" You Xin didn't think that Zi Mingjun was blindly worshiping justice.

"Correct."

"Yeah." You Xin chose to end the topic, reached out and rang the bell to ask the waiter to take an order, "What do you want to drink?"

"do not drink."

"Get drunk easily?"

"Pour it in a glass."

You Xin pointed to the half-pricked watermelon juice and asked him if he wanted it.

Just as Zi Mingjun took a cup, he put his hands on the handle and changed his mind temporarily: "Forget it, I'm drinking, can Brother You do me a little favor later?"

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