Jiang Yin didn't feel embarrassed either. Instead, she showed the original expression and smiled calmly, "My sixth sense has always been very inaccurate."
By coincidence, the hostess on stage passed the microphone to Zhou Ziheng after speaking, and the host asked him some questions about the movie.
"Just now we saw some clips in the pre-release film. Since Heng, your breakthrough this time is really super big. I almost couldn't recognize it when I saw it for the first time. We are all very curious, do you have any impression of this movie? Deep things or feelings?"
Zhou Ziheng held the microphone, thought for a moment, and replied, "If you feel it, I don't want to eat fish or shrimp in about half a year."
The fans in the audience laughed. This kind of serious cold humor unexpectedly fits him.
"Impressive thing... In fact, I was very impressed during the whole process of shooting this movie. To be honest, I tried this subject for the first time. Moreover, Director Wang had real-life obsessive-compulsive disorder, and 80% of the shots were It was taken by us on the boat. At first, my seasickness reaction was quite serious. I couldn’t get into the state for a long time. The whole group was very tired and very depressed. I was deprived of it when I thought that there really is such a thing in the world. Human rights become slaves, I think it’s very..." Zhou Ziheng considered his words, "It’s painful, yes, it’s probably this mood that supported me gritting my teeth and filming this movie. I think the actors and staff of the whole group are like this. Bar."
Xia Xiqing tilted his head slightly to look at him, listening carefully. To be honest, he has always felt that Zhou Ziheng is very unsuitable for the entertainment industry. He is like a product of a sterile environment, holding a heart of salvation to any sinister and complicated environment outside.
To put it bluntly, they are idealists who suffer from redemption delusions.
This is the first time he has watched Zhou Ziheng from such a close distance. He now understands why those star-chaser girls want to see real people so enthusiastically. The scene will only be more beautiful like this kind of good-looking star.
Staring at Zhou Ziheng on the stage, Xia Xiqing felt that every angle of his was almost perfect, and he could completely replace those plasters with a lack of texture and become a hand-practice tool for others to look like sketches. Occupational diseases made him subconsciously scan and analyze every inch of skin and muscle under Zhou Ziheng's body through the coverall clothing. Xia Xiqing, who has read countless people, always believes that Zhou Ziheng's body is the most perfect he has ever seen.
I really want to create a sculpture based on him. Xia Xiqing sighed in her heart.
"Then let's start the live audience questioning session," the host handed the microphone to Zhou Ziheng, "You come first, Ziheng."
Fans began to scream, and the atmosphere at the scene became very warm for a time. Zhou Ziheng narrowed his eyes slightly. This little action seemed very pleasing to Xia Xiqing.
On stage and off stage, the sights of the two people met. The corners of Xia Xiqing's mouth lifted slightly, and the corners of his eyes lifted slightly, habitually conveying information in his eyes.
"That's it."
Zhou Ziheng pointed his direction.
"This girl in a floral skirt." He added.
It turned out to be the girl behind him. Xia Xiqing smiled.
Boring straight man.
Qiubo sent it halfway, but was blocked by the opponent's straight male wall. This kind of failure did not make him feel frustrated, but instead evoked a fire in his stomach. Probably the same as the hunter who is competing, the more agile the target is, the better the gun in his hand.
He didn't listen to the question and answer much between them, he just observed the texture and lines of his body with his eyes presumptuously and restrainedly, as if he was facing a perfect sculpture in a museum, full of longing and full of imagination.
The press conference lasted for two hours. After the show, Xia Xiqing went to the bathroom. This venue is a high-end hotel with a very complicated structure. Xia Xiqing didn’t find it after turning around. He met a staff member on the way and he smiled and said, “Hello, Do you know where the toilet is?"
The staff is a young girl, she was a little embarrassed to see Xia Xiqing, "Turn right, oh no, turn left and walk to the end there is a VIP toilet..."
"Thank you." Xia Xiqing tilted his head, smiled sweetly, and walked in the direction she said with her hands in her pockets.
As soon as he walked in, the phone rang. Xia Xiqing glanced at the caller ID and frowned.
It's not too tired after playing all night.
"If I remember correctly, we haven't even started." Xia Xiqing held the phone between her shoulders and washed her hands, "I don't think I have any problems... do you? You want to fall in love with me?"
He chuckled lightly, shook the drops of water on his hand, took a few from the drawer on the side, and wiped his fingers carefully, "I remember the first time I met, I said I didn’t talk about it. In love, it’s just that you look good to me, and come out for a drink if you have nothing to do. Who knows that I found you without a word..."
His ending protracted a long time, and he seemed to hesitate to use his words.
After hesitating for too long, his tone became completely cold, and he slowly said word by word: "One, nothing, yes, place."
The other party kept talking on the phone, saying that Xia Xiqing was tired of saying, "Are you serious? Stop teasing. I'm most afraid of hearing someone tell me I'm serious. It's all nonsense, thinking that I am a drama girl. The protagonist?"
Obviously, I was still flirting with others in the bar yesterday, so I was so bad that I could do things with people on the spot. Now I still have a face to show my sincerity.
"I’m all grown-ups. I’m so good to eat. Maybe next time I meet you I can sit and have a glass of wine. Everyone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. With this effort, you can hook up with fresh and warm ones. Why are you spending time with me? Son." He shook his hand, and the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, making his ears hurt. He frowned and took it with his hand, without a smile on his face.
Even the voice has changed.
"I warn you, get away."
He dumped the paper he had wiped his hands with and threw it into the trash can, "No matter what nonsense, I will find someone to scrap the stuff under you. Anyway, I was fucked on the bed. It's useless to keep it."
The person on the phone fell silent suddenly.
Xia Xiqing laughed, looked at herself in the mirror, adjusted her expression, and smiled lightly.
"Don't be nervous, kidding. How am I willing." His voice became extremely gentle again, his back leaning against the wall of the bathroom, as if he was comforting his intimate little lover, "So you behave and disappear from my eyes. OK?"
After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiqing was about to go to the bathroom, but he didn't expect a person to come out from inside.
The gray-blue shirt, tall, is the actor Zhou Ziheng, who was still shining on the stage before.
Fuck, it's overturned.
Xia Xiqing, who was knocked out of his "true face", did not panic. He calmly and even gracefully showed Zhou Ziheng an angelic smile.
"coincidence."
Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, watching Xia Xiqing's expression with disgust that could not be concealed. No, it could not be concealed. The actor's best at concealing emotions.
He didn't bother to hide his disgust at all.
Zhou Ziheng glanced down, and saw the silver badge symbolizing the status of his fans on Xia Xiqing's chest. Xia Xiqing noticed this look, he also took a look at it himself, reached out his hand to touch the badge, and smiled: "Well... you are right, I am your fan."
Zhou Ziheng bypassed him indifferently, walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.
Xia Xiqing shrugged, entered the cubicle, and closed the door with her feet.
I was hated by idols, blundered, blundered.
As normal, he would never show his feet when he first met, and pretending to be a close and friendly image is really easy for him. After all, the so-called little angels have more affinity. Who makes people always surrender trust to seemingly kind people at will. This time it was really unfavorable. Xia Xiqing disgustedly pulled the harassing and addicted guy into the blacklist.
Forget it, he wasn't a fan of seriousness, he just regarded him as a sexual fantasy object.
To be hated by one's idol is not considered a special consideration. Xia Xiqing thought this way, shut the door with a slam, and walked to the huge mirror to take a picture. The gentle and kind-hearted person in the mirror was not him at all. After coming out of the bathroom, he left the meeting place directly.
Who knows, Xia Xiqing, who was in the bar until 3:30 in the morning, received another call from Xu Qichen.
"Xi Qing, you are on a hot search."
The music in the bar shook the sky, Xia Xiqing frowned and walked out of it, squatting dazedly on the side of the road, his tongue tingling after drinking, "What did you say?"
"You went to a hot search on Weibo. It seems that someone uploaded a video of the press conference, and you appeared on the scene."
Xu Qichen spoke quite calmly, but Xia Xiqing knew very well that he was such a calm person. He simply said a few words to Xu Qichen, and he sat on the side of the road with the cold wind blowing on his face in the early morning. Slightly awake. Xia Xiqing opened Weibo with eyebrows and found the hot search page.
The first article of the hot search list is impressively written in a few big characters.
[Little brother in white shirt at the press conference of "Seagull"]
White shirt? Xia Xiqing tried hard to recall her dress last night.
It seems to be wearing a white shirt... He clicked on the entry and looked at it. The most forwarded video was the interactive Q&A session between Zhou Ziheng and fans at the press conference. The camera switched from Zhou Ziheng on stage to lucky fans offstage, which is behind Xia Xiqing. In the process, the camera stayed on Xia Xiqing’s face for a few seconds, and in just a few seconds, Xia Xiqing was directly on the hot search.
He suddenly remembered that he had taken off the mask and didn't put it on again. He was too careless.
There are almost tens of thousands of comments on this video.
[It's a watermelon, not a winter melon]: I want to get all the information about this little brother in ten minutes.
[VikiViki]: Mom, I saw the angel [Tears filled my eyes.jpg
[Yan Gou has no human rights]: Damn, this kind of appearance doesn't make a debut man? ? ? This looks so beautiful, and the long hair looks so good, the fairy is a fairy.
[33 is my wife]: A pure passerby, this shot is simply amazing. It laughs like an angel and looks better than a lot of small meat...
[My Heng is the total attack]: The little brother is so superficial, but if I read it right, isn't the Heng family's support badge on his chest? [With screenshots
[First Lady Zhou Ziheng]: It is the support of the Heng family! My little brother is a fan of my honing, I'm sorry I lowered the average appearance of honing fans [kneeling
[The most A week in the universe]: Fuck, my Heng family is really a fan of idols, this kind of look is almost deadly to the many idols nowadays. I'm really embarrassed to Heng's family [Crying
[Eat Gua Xiaoming]: These days, people who don't look good are embarrassed to chase stars.
As he was flipping the comments, there was a person standing in front of him, the shadow hovering over Xia Xiqing's body, and he lazily raised his head. He is a pretty good-looking man.
The other party smiled and lit a cigarette, "No company?"
Xia Xiqing blinked slowly, don't know why, he was not interested at all now, raised half of his eyebrows and said coldly, "Do you think I look like a person without a company?" After that, he stood up and prepared to leave. The man was a little surprised. He didn't expect this handsome man to stand up so tall, but he still stretched out his hand to pull him, and smiled, "Don't rush away. It's not embarrassing or embarrassing at this time. I invite you to drink. ."
The other party’s face looked like a veteran. Xia Xiqing swept his eyes, then raised the corners of his mouth, and immediately changed his expression, showing a provocative gesture, and put his fingers on the man’s shoulder, “It’s so boring to drink... handsome guy , I am 20,000 yuan an hour, so, you are a new customer, I will give you a discount, how about 16,000 yuan?"
The man frowned immediately, "Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick." Xia Xiqing smiled lightly, "I'm clean now, do you want to see the medical report?"
"Twenty thousand? You really dare to say it." The man looked at him a bit, "What's the matter with your butt with gold?"
Seeing him like this, Xia Xiqing's eyes immediately cooled down, and he uttered a few words that were extremely disproportionate to his appearance, and even his voice became low, "I'm JB diamond-studded." He lit a cigarette on his face. In an instant, his expression changed from a slapstick to a scumbag, and he looked up at the other party in the gray-white smoke, "No money, no money to talk to? Just like you, you stripped on the bed and put money on the bed. I go, I have to think about it."
"You..." There was a trace of displeasure on the other side's face, but he still didn't seem to want to give up.
Xia Xiqing was annoyed, took out his wallet, pulled a few paper money from it and stuffed it into the man's left chest pocket, "Hey."
The man frowned, "What are you doing?"
Xia Xiqing took a breath of cigarette and vomited the smoke on his face, "Buy a quiet. If you really want to be dissatisfied, take the money and have some fun."
"You!" The other party was startled.
His neck leaned back, and his face became impatient when he lowered his head again.
"Don't get out yet?"