An hour ago, Zhou Ziheng was still chatting with Zhao Ke, and the other party kept pushing him to attend tonight's art salon.
"I heard that there are a lot of painters at the dinner party." Zhao Ke on the other end of the phone still had a little excitement, "Maybe there is a beautiful painter."
When it comes to the painter, Zhou Ziheng's mind can't help but think of that figure.
"When did you have this mouth?" Zhou Ziheng wore headphones and closed his eyes to make a styling. His event tonight was a seminar for the promotion of Chinese and foreign independent films. He was the only actor of the 20th generation who attended, and the rest were all It is a big coffee with profound qualifications and awards in hand. Jiang Yinqian told Wan Wan, Zhou Ziheng also understands her painstaking efforts, which is paving the way for herself.
Zhao Ke teased on the other end, "I saw your hot search on CP two days ago, and then I carefully looked at his photos, videos and so on. I found that the artistic temperament is really different, so I can’t tell. That kind. And he really looks like a girl, more beautiful than many girls, hey, does he have a sister? Does he look like that? Introduce me?"
Zhou Ziheng frowned, his tone of displeasure was too obvious, "You gotta fuck me."
"It's a joke, it's a pity that this kind of look doesn't look like a girl." Zhao Ke changed the subject, as a young girl, as always, ridiculing his little handle when he was a kid, "Hey, you haven't mentioned your first love recently. Miss sister, something is wrong."
Zhou Ziheng was a little guilty of being said to be the central issue, "What to mention..."
"Really, I haven't listened to you for a long time. It's so uncomfortable." Zhao Ke said in a mean tone, "You shouldn't have changed your mind."
Zhou Ziheng did not speak for a long time, but Zhao Ke's heart beat a drum, "Hey... Are you okay, why are you not talking?"
After a while, Zhou Ziheng said, "... I ask you, if you knew from the beginning that there is such a person, who has a chaotic private life, likes to lie, likes to play with other people's feelings, especially like to abandon people who like him, like this. People, would you have a good impression of him?"
"What kind of good feelings are you talking about?" Zhao Ke thought that Zhou Ziheng liked girls, but he felt that he was like a man after hearing this description. He naturally thought of the goodwill of being a friend, "I think this I have to say separately. Don’t we have many such people in our circle? They like to play and don’t treat others sincerely. Master is sick, but I don’t think it hinders being friends. Some people are scumbags when talking about feelings. Righteousness, these are all divided."
Zhou Ziheng knew that Zhao Ke couldn’t understand what he was saying, and he didn’t know why he wanted to ask him. He just felt that he was in a confused period now. To be honest, he hated the relationship that he could only check with Xia Xi so far. He wanted Possession, this idea grew wildly in his mind like weeds, and it was about to drive him crazy.
Why can't he fall in love with himself.
Why does this terrible possessiveness appear to him.
As long as he thinks of Xia Xiqing's past actions, Zhou Ziheng loses confidence. With so many people, no one has ever kept his heart. How dare he say that he is special, so many people have been sweet to him, have been close to him, and even have a deeper relationship than him, but they have lost to Xia Xiqing's pathological desire to play without exception.
He has already lost, just pretending that he still has a chance of winning.
Once his mind is exposed, Xia Xiqing may discard him without hesitation.
If that is the result, Zhou Ziheng would rather put himself in this false sweet trap, even if Xia Xiqing and him are just playing, at least there will be a short period of joy.
"Well, you are right." Zhou Ziheng said perfunctorily, but Zhao Ke said again, "That's how you say it, you are so upright, you probably don't want to mess with that kind of person. You even like the one you like. Girls are all kind of angels."
All contrary to what he said, Zhou Ziheng just wanted to remain silent.
Not only did he hang out with that kind of person, but he also liked that kind of person.
"Are you coming? You come and we will go over."
"I can't go to the meeting. I'm doing styling right now." The stylist started to give him a hairstyle, and the two ended the conversation.
Who knew that when Zhou Ziheng had just listened to a director in Italy, he received several messages from Zhao Ke. He was a little surprised. It turned out that the event Xia Xiqing said was the same event as the art salon Zhao Ke said
It's not surprising that he is thinking about it this way. Xia Xiqing's identity at the art salon can't be more normal. Now it’s his turn to regret. He knew that he should go when he received the invitation letter. But he considered too much at the time. Whether he was a star or with a family background, he was too dazzling. Attending this kind of venue is better than attending. The All-Star red carpet is much more uncomfortable, at least other colleagues can share the attention, plus there are other arrangements tonight, he can only push away.
If he knew that Xia Xiqing would go, maybe he would go before he could think about it.
At the banquet, Zhao Ke was peeking at Xia Xiqing, and his phone shook.
[Hengheng: Did he go alone? ]
[Ke Zi: It seems so. He has been alone just now, but he is too eye-catching. Both men and women come to strike up a conversation and are so busy. ]
Seeing the last three words, Zhou Ziheng only felt the blood rushing into his head. He could almost imagine Xia Xiqing's polite face with that beautiful face, drinking and chatting with others.
This kind of banquet is attended by people who have a certain knowledge of art. Will they have a good deal with Xia Xiqing, and will they see it right away.
The heart suddenly became manic.
[Hengheng: Who did you go? Anyone I know? ]
Zhao Ke didn't think too much, took a look at the place, and quickly replied to the news.
[Ke Zi: You know most of them, and some of them belong to our compound. This will be done by Zhong Chi, and some rich second-generation natives have also been invited. You don’t know, the luxury car parked at the door. I deliberately drove a low-profile car, for fear that my father and my brother would be hurt by the report. ]
As he pulled farther and farther, Zhou Ziheng became angry with irritability.
He didn't know how to make him stare for himself, and directly said that Zhao Ke must be surprised, but he slapped him on the side and wondered if Zhao Ke's IQ could be understood.
[Hengheng: Xia Xiqing's personality is relatively simple. He doesn't understand anything except painting. You can take care of me a little bit, and you can sue me in case something happens. ]
Zhao Kele is now, what can happen? Besides telling you all the way, do you think you are the superman who saves the world
However, this little justice Zhao Ke knew better than anyone, he didn't think it was any strange, and in his heart, Xia Xiqing did meet the two words Zhou Ziheng said [simple].
Okay, he will also be a flower protector this time, bah, a grass protector.
Putting away the phone, he turned around and found that Xia Xiqing had disappeared, together with the man who just hit up a conversation next to him. Zhao Ke panicked all of a sudden, and had just promised to slap her face so quickly.
"Where did you go..." Zhao Ke wandered around with a headless fly, and ran into a girl in a black velvet sling dress.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhao Ke repeatedly apologized, but found that this girl was familiar too, "You are..." His mind was blank, he couldn't remember anything, obviously that name was just on his lips.
Unexpectedly, the girl laughed first, "I was in this awkward atmosphere of being familiar but unable to name it all night."
As soon as he heard her voice, Zhao Ke suddenly remembered, "You are Ruan Xiao! Right?" When on TV, Ruan Xiao's playing board is always sweet, and his chestnut hair is gentle and cute. This time, the hair was dyed back to black, with dark red lips and a long black velvet dress, which almost didn't recognize a straight man like Zhao Ke.
"Are you here?"
Ruan Xiao raised his chin to the right, "I came with my dad."
A bunch of wealthy businessmen gathered on the other side, and Zhao Ke understood at once, "Are you Ruan Zhengting's daughter?"
She shrugged and smiled brightly, "You are Zhao Ju's son."
"Don't don't don't," Zhao Ke was most afraid of being put on a hat by others, and chatted too vigorously. Suddenly he remembered Zhou Ziheng's request, "Oh, by the way, did you see Xia Xiqing?"
"Xia Xiqing?" Ruan Xiao was a little surprised. "Are you talking about Xi Qing who was recording the show with me?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ke looked around again. "I saw him just now, maybe he was invited as a painter. Just now he was drinking in the rest area, and there was a man in a burgundy suit. Strike up a conversation with him, no one was seen as soon as he turned his head."
Ruan Xiao's face suddenly became a little ugly, "Wine red suit, are you talking about a man about our age?"
"Yeah. He was the one who wore the most shameless bag in the audience, and the perfume smelled so high."
A person walked past. Ruan Xiao pretended to affect Zhao Ke's arm and said in a low voice, "You may not know this person. His name is Wei Min. He has a very bad reputation in our circle."
Zhao Ke's face was hot, and he didn't really hear what Ruan Xiao said, so Ruan Xiao took him to a place with a few people. Before he recovered, Ruan Xiao let go.
"His private life is very messy, men and women eat everything, and he likes to raise celebrities and internet celebrities."
He heard clearly this time. Recalling Wei Min's diligence just now, he frowned, "But this... Xia Xiqing can't do anything if he disagrees."
"This is what I'm worried about." Ruan Xiao's expression was solemn, "He basically insisted on using some very infamous means."
"Fuck, then I have to find Xia Xiqing as soon as possible."
"I'm with you."
Zhao Ke was a second stunned son, and he didn’t realize that Ruan Xiao didn’t ask himself why he was looking for Xia Xiqing or how Ruan Xiao knew him. He followed Ruan Xiao around in the Zhong’s mansion, and they all went to the small garden. inside.
Xia Xiqing originally wanted to get rid of Wei Min and go to the viewing platform under the pretext of smoking, but Wei Min didn't want to be forgiving, so he took out a cigar to show his hospitality. Although he is a rich second generation, he rarely attends such occasions due to family reasons. Many people don't even know that Xia Yunkai's son is him.
"I have seen your paintings. They are really good." Wei Min offered him a glass of wine, "I admire talented people the most."
Looking at him, he is all painting, and 80% think he is an invited Internet celebrity artist.
Xia Xiqing smiled and rejected the blue cocktail in his hand without speaking.
"So you don't like to drink cocktails, too. This kind of wine tastes like syrup, boring." He put the glass of wine directly on the counter and handed the cigar to him, "This is exciting. It was delivered by private jet from Dominica, try it."
Xia Xi smiled faintly and didn't say anything wronged. He didn't even bother to push the cigarette anymore. He held his finger and raised his hand to let Wei Min light the cigarette for him. The orange sparks lit up. It went off again, and he thanked gently.
"I heard that Director Kun said that the second male number of "Following" has appointed you," Wei Min smiled, "That's right, you probably don't know that you were not there when you made the game last time. At that time, you were still the heroine. , I voted for the play "Following"..."
"So?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyes, and the thick scent of cigar echoed in his skull. He spit out the smoke lazily. The peachy eyes in the smoke were all kinds of style, and there was no more obvious contempt.
Wei Min was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would ask like this, "Ah... I mean, I don't know if you have time in the middle of the night. Although I don't know much about art, I like all beautiful things, which are pleasing to the eye, I I want to make a mural at home. I don’t know if painter Xia Da can give me a good look and help me advise." He laughed and took Xia Xiqing’s shoulders. Xun is brilliant."
Ruan Xiao and Zhao Ke, who had searched the Zhongzhai, finally saw Xia Xiqing’s back on the third floor. But when they got closer, they found that Wei Min was holding Xia Xiqing’s shoulder with his hands. They looked very intimate from behind, and Zhao Ke hesitated. In a moment, Ruan Xiao was dragged to the back of the stained glass door on the rooftop.
"Why are you hiding?"
"My family is urging me to get married now." Ruan Xiao bulged, "If someone sees me following Wei Min and thinks I'm interesting to him, if someone is free to match the two of us, I'll be done. "
Then the two of us... Zhao Ke looked at Ruan Xiao who was holding his arm, his Adam's apple rolled, and in the end he didn't say anything, and decided to do business first, "What? Xia Xiqing is so affectionate with him, it shouldn't really be such a thing. Bar… "
"No, Xi Qing is not that kind of person." Ruan Xiao looked over through the glass door, but Xia Xiqing did not push him away.
With a click, the sound of the shutter, Ruan Xiao looked back at Zhao Ke holding his mobile phone, "What are you doing?"
"I photographed it and sent it to Hengheng."
"Why do you want to show it to him?" Ruan Xiao questioned his soul.
Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, "Yes, why."
The two were silent for two seconds, and then suddenly asked at the same time, "Are you doing self-study?"
Fuck, really like a fellow. Ruan Xiao patted Zhao Ke on the shoulder, "Okay, we are friends now."
What unfolds. Zhao Ke's mobile phone shook a few times, and once it was turned on, it turned out to be Zhou Ziheng.
[Hengheng: What is going on? ]
[Hengheng: Who is the person holding him? ]
[Hengheng: Didn't you tell me you helped me watch it? ]
Zhao Ke was also on fire, crackling and typing back to him.
[Ke Zi: Brother Wocaoheng, you're not being authentic. I'm not looking at it for you. This is what Xia Xiqing himself is willing to hug. It is impossible for me to rush up and break the manpower away and rush him. He cursed, "Get started, this is my buddy's person." Bah, look at what I said, who is Xia Xiqing? ]
Zhou Ziheng received such a long list over there, and he froze for a while.
Yes, who is Xia Xiqing
He is willing to be embraced by others, what can he do? Don't talk about Zhao Ke, even if he is there, there is no way to say a word to the person holding him, this is my person.
Seeing Zhou Ziheng's delay in replying, Zhao Ke panicked. He felt that his words were too ugly, but he really couldn't understand that Xia Xiqing was so young, and Zhou Ziheng was so nervous.
Suddenly a glimmer of light flashed through his chaotic brain.
Fuck me.
Damn it.
He looked at Ruan Xiao blankly.
"You said, we won't get it real, right?"
The smoking of this cigar makes one's stomach sick.
Or maybe the person in front of you is too disgusting. Xia Xiqing couldn't stand it anymore. He lifted Wei Min's hand on his body, inserted the unfinished cigar into the glass of blue cocktail, and said coldly.
"You can't afford me."
The expression on Wei Min's face changed. Seeing him so ignorant, his anger suddenly rushed up, but Xia Xiqing's face was really appetizing for him. Before, he glanced at the clouds and water, thinking about it for a long time, but didn't expect to touch him here. On it, he naturally didn't want to let it go.
With his tongue pressed against the inside of his mouth, Wei Min straightened his suit neckline, "Painter Xia, go out to find out, what is Wei Min's status in Beijing? How many people come to me, I don’t give a good face. I’m holding you like this just because I want to make friends with you, so you don’t want to carry an artist’s stinky stand with me, to get to know something interesting."
Xia Xiqing's mouth crooked and sneered.
"make friends?"
His face was completely cold.
"You deserve it too?"
After speaking, Xia Xiqing turned around and walked straight towards the outside of the rooftop.
Seeing that Xia Xiqing was ready to come out, Zhao Ke was afraid of revealing the stuffing, but Ruan Xiao was relatively calm. He dragged Zhao Ke's jacket and turned for a half circle, so that he turned his back to Xia Xiqing, and he was happened to be blocked by Zhao Ke and pretended to be a pair. Hugging couple.
"Shall we follow?" Ruan Xiao let go and stared at Xia Xiqing all the way. She didn't hear Zhao Ke's response. She looked up and Zhao Ke was staring at herself in a daze.
"Hey."
"Go, go now, go one after another, non-stop." Zhao Ke panicked and started talking nonsense, causing Ruan Xiao to laugh, "It's quite talented, let's go."
Xia Xiqing's nausea hadn't been done yet, and when he went downstairs, he was dizzy. He saw Ruan Xiao just now. She was with the young man who had been peeping at her, and she didn't know what she was doing. Originally wanted to say hello, seeing that she was obviously hiding from herself, Xia Xiqing also went down this step to avoid embarrassment. I was thinking about going to the bathroom first, and when I came back, I would say hello to her pretending to be a chance encounter, and then I could go home directly.
This dinner is simply boring and tarnishes the name of art.