He Jing was completely dumbfounded.
When he said he liked Zhou Cheng's muscles, he didn't mean that he liked muscles himself! !
He wants to enjoy the other person's muscles, not to have muscles himself! !
He was in a trance, so he was led into the gym by Zhou Cheng, and he didn't forget to rush forward to pay for the card when he was in a trance—
Everything that happened after that made him very bewildered.
Even if he had weight loss and body requirements before, he only practiced buttocks to maintain his weight. For the first time, he worked out with a mask in such a gym full of inverted triangle figures.
He Jing: "..."
Zhou Cheng looked very serious.
He Jing was at a loss the whole time.
Until Zhou Cheng urged He Jing to complete a whole set of fitness exercises and returned home, He Jing was paralyzed after taking a bath.
Zhou Cheng gently rubbed his calf and shoulders for him—although the skills were not very good—after that, he walked out of the master bedroom without looking back, and closed the door for him tenderly.
He Jing: "..."
He is weak now, his legs are weak, and his waist feels sore when he moves a little.
This is clearly his dream state.
— But why is everything wrong! ! ! !
The master bedroom was quiet, there was no sound at all. He Jing spread out on the bed, and couldn't even hear anything from Zhou Cheng next door.
He wanted to talk to Zhou Cheng about the misunderstanding about the muscles, but he was already exhausted.
Due to being too tired from practice, He Jing went out quickly the next day under Qi Rui's continuous urging.
Before he and Zhou Cheng had time to say a few words, Qi Rui dragged He Jing into the nanny's car, while Zhou Cheng followed him with gentle eyes.
As soon as he got in the car, He Jing let out a hiss.
Zhou Cheng immediately turned his head: "What's wrong?"
He Jing frowned tightly, holding his waist with one hand, and there was a bit of grievance in his clear voice: "Sore back..."
In front, Qi Rui, the manager, and the driver suddenly stopped, and almost didn't step on the accelerator.
The nanny's car swayed for a while, and He Jing was so shaken that his whole body became sore: "...Brother Qi, can you be nicer to me!!!"
Qi Rui's voice trembled: "You—your back is sore?? Where's Zhou Cheng?"
The man who had already reached out and rubbed He Jing's waist was taken aback, his voice was low: "Me? I don't have much exercise, I'm not sore."
Qi Rui: "!!!" The manager felt that the world view had collapsed—He Jing was actually the one with a sore back.
The information he received was so shocking that Qi Rui didn't speak all the way.
He Jing felt that this matter was too embarrassing. Originally, Qi Rui laughed at him for wiping his ass with his manager every time. If he talked to Zhou Cheng about the gym in the car, Qi Rui would definitely laugh to death.
And Zhou Cheng was silent at first.
Until the nanny's car stopped on the set, there was an inexplicable silence in the car.
Zhou Cheng recalled He Jing's liveliness before, and blamed all this on Qi Rui's inexplicable questioning just now—maybe his little lover was murdered by his manager.
It seems that he has to get He Jing out of other people's control as soon as possible.
When he was about to get off the car, Zhou Cheng took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to his subordinates, asking them to directly acquire He Jing's company as quickly as possible.
He Jing stepped out of the car with his sore legs.
Although he was complained by Qi Rui every day, he was still dedicated to work. There were quite a few supportive fans squatting outside the set today, and He Jing smiled as soon as he got out of the car.
There is a fan who is still familiar to him, and he has never put on airs: "Good morning."
Immediately there was a scream.
He Jing raised his hand, put his fingertips lightly on his lips: "Shh, it's the set, don't make any noise."
Zhou Cheng looked at him from behind.
The young man is wearing a trendy brand sweater today—this brand is familiar to Zhou Cheng, and it is his subsidiary company. His little lover even worked hard on such details in order to please him.
The clothes of this brand are very simple, except for the logo with a small font, there are no extra patterns on the whole dress. It's just that the cut and fabric are very fine, and when worn on He Jing's body, the slender figure of the young man is undoubtedly revealed.
Looking from the side, under the sunlight, He Jing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, cutting the broken gold into fine shadows.
He smiled, took the postcards from fans one by one, signed them seriously and handed them back.
Zhou Cheng accompanied He Jing to the film crew twice, and even accompanied He Jing to shoot a commercial when they met on the first day. He had seen the serious look of the other party several times, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, and his faint smile was gentle and friendly.
Same as now.
After He Jing finished signing, he turned around and saw Zhou Cheng who was in a daze. He first smiled and bowed to the fans, and then he took Zhou Cheng's arm: "Don't be in a daze, let's go."
A familiar fan called him directly: "Jingjing, who is this?"
He Jing laughed, "My assistant!"
Zhou Cheng was helpless and did not refute.
This was supposed to be an episode.
But at night, He Jing was still taking pictures of NG shots under the camera, and Qi Rui found out that something happened on Weibo.
The photo of He Jing holding Zhou Cheng's arm was posted on Weibo. It turned out that it was just a few visiting fans jokingly shouting, "The assistant is so handsome, and Xiao Jing has a sense of CP, what's the matter?"
In the photo, He Jing's light blond short hair was blown up by the wind, and he turned his head with a smile on his face, his eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes met Zhou Cheng behind him.
Even the raised chin was covered with a furry halo.
An inadvertently taken photo full of ambiguity.
Most of the traffic fans are career fans and girlfriend fans, so naturally they don't like the cp of such traffic and assistants whose names they don't know. A few people called Hao Meng and it was supposed to be over, but another person in the crew reposted the weibo about visiting the set.
— Shen Wencheng.
Qi Rui knew very well that Shen Wencheng had some background, which family's young master came to play in the entertainment industry. Moreover, when Shen Wencheng first joined the crew, he expressed his interest in He Jing, and he didn't even care much about the rumors about He Jing until he saw He Jing's "wave" with his own eyes.
Shen Wencheng reposted Tanban Weibo, and what he said was particularly yin and yang.
Shen Wencheng v: "Assistant He Jing is really handsome, the little girls in the crew stare at him every day. If He Jing didn't dominate every day, maybe someone would have confessed his love//Forward Weibo..."
Although Shen Wencheng is a newcomer, he is still a member of the circle, not to mention that He Jing has more and more potential for first-line traffic recently, and his popularity is not low.
This Weibo was immediately seen by fans, and they went crazy.
- What Shen Wencheng meant was clearly that He Jing and this assistant really had something to do.
Ever since, there were voices that felt that He Jing did not distinguish between public and private, felt that He Jing was disgusting, and felt that He Jing was deliberately selling corruption. In the end, the public opinion that He Jing deliberately hyped up reached its peak.
He Jing had just finished filming a scene, before he had time to sit down and take a breath, he was dragged into a cubicle alone by Qi Rui.
Doutou is the topic on Weibo and the draft of the marketing account.
"... Said that I deliberately acted, used Zhou Cheng to hype up the topic, and sold corruption to attract fans?"
Qi Rui rubbed his eyebrows: "Yes."
He Jing looked at the phone for a while, and finally pouted, threw the phone back into Qi Rui's hand, turned his head and went out to look for Zhou Cheng.
Mr. Zhou Ba already knew about this matter under the report of the steward.
He was a little unhappy, his eyes moved, and he happened to bump into He Jing who was trotting over - He Jing seemed a little anxious.
"Zhou Cheng!" The young man immediately embraced his hand.
"I know about Weibo," Zhou Cheng said, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Deliberately using the marketing account to hype, let everyone know the relationship between them, thus declaring the status of his little lover.
It's very normal for a wealthy family to have this kind of thing, just Zhou Cheng's relatives on his side often have accidents. The female celebrity was provoked outside, the raw rice was cooked and the rice was cooked, and the female celebrity did not say anything about the child, but immediately notified the major media after the birth to marry the child into a wealthy family.
Zhou Cheng never intended to be irresponsible.
But he was still a little angry. How could his little lover use such a dirty trick
He Jing was dumbfounded.
When he saw Weibo, he was worried that Zhou Cheng would be angry, and he wanted to admit his mistake before Zhou Cheng saw it. He didn't expect Zhou Cheng to know it so quickly.
He bit his lower lip, his eyes slightly aggrieved: "I... I just can't help it."
He really didn't mean to let people take this photo!
Why did he like Zhou Cheng so much that he couldn't help but hold Zhou Cheng's hand!
"Didn't you do it on purpose?" Zhou Cheng looked at him.
"I admit, I was a little deliberate," how could holding hands not be deliberate! He Jing blinked, "But that's because I like you so much, I want everyone to know that I like you..."
The man's eyes softened when he looked at him, and his deep eyes flashed a little moved.
"It's too dangerous," Zhou Cheng said, "it won't work in the future." Not only does he dislike using the power of public opinion, but it may cause accidents. It's not that he doesn't recognize He Jing.
He Jing was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes became even more aggrieved.
But he didn't want the little boy he kept to be unhappy, so he nodded: "Okay..."
He really didn't see the wrong person.
Zhou Cheng is really dedicated!
He actually thought about it from his point of view, he didn't want him to be influenced by the public opinion on Weibo, and asked him not to hold hands outside in the future. As his little boy, he doesn't care about whether he is recognized by others, but only cares about the career of the benefactor.
As expected of a simple man from the countryside!
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