Summer is coming soon. This is Xia Xiqing's least favorite season of the year. With sticky sweat, endless cicadas, and the sun that is about to burn people, even finding a place to hide from the heat has become a luxury.
He was thinking about the swimming pool of Zhou Ziheng's house with all his heart, and finally took off his clothes one night and jumped in for a good swim. This guilt of entering the room without permission made him very happy. With his hair pulled back, he took a selfie in the swimming pool with his upper body naked, and shared it directly with Zhou Ziheng on WeChat.
Ah, he doesn't have a cell phone now, and he can't see it.
What a pity.
After receiving the final version of the script sent to him by Xu Qichen, Xia Xiqing spent the whole evening reading it, and his heart was quite complicated, but he felt that if the core of the script could be filmed in this drama, it would be very exciting.
"I think your selfishness is not small. This script is gay enough to read." Xia Xiqing opened a tube of beer and took a big swig.
Xu Qichen’s voice sounded very happy on the phone, "Fortunately, I think I just wrote them as a mutually dependent relationship. As for what kind of feelings they have for each other, I actually didn’t make a decision. I think this still depends on how you two inject your emotions into the performance, and then how the audience understands it."
"Understanding?" Xia Xiqing smiled helplessly, "Self-study girls have first-rate brain supplement ability, and a confrontation is equivalent to going to bed in their eyes."
Hearing Xia Zhixu’s urging voice on the other side, Xia Xiqing glanced at the clock. It was almost eleven o’clock in the evening. He really shouldn’t interrupt them anymore. He also found an excuse to hang up and couldn’t sleep. I opened Weibo and browsed, and found a very strange hot search-Dongming Group tax evasion.
Isn't Dong Ming the same Caotai team of Wei Min
This is very interesting. Xia Xi counted the hot searches. The first few articles were official blogs such as People’s Daily and Caijing Daily. The same news was published with the headline [Dongming Group’s tax evasion of up to 120 million yuan, the company Legal person Wei waits for the court to summon]
"The company's legal person Wei's lawyer said that Wei is now... hospitalized due to illness and will fully cooperate with the procuratorate's investigation after recovery..." Xia Xiqing read the news and couldn't help laughing. However, according to his lawyer's tone, this Wei Min 80% really did a false account.
But what Wei Min said was a local snake, with a lot of power and his father guarding him behind him. Who can catch this matter
Xia Xiqing thought of Ruan Xiao. Even though he didn't think Ruan Xiao had contributed to it, he always felt that she should know something. I turned to Ruan Xiao’s WeChat and asked her to come out for coffee, who knew that when we met the next day, Ruan Xiao turned up with a man.
"Aren't you going to explain it to me?" Xia Xiqing smiled and took a sip of coffee, and his eyes fell on the two people sitting opposite, "Why are you here together."
Ruan Xiao didn't change his face, "I know why you are looking for me. Didn't I bring you the initiator?" After hearing what Ruan Xiao said, the young boy glanced at her, and Xia Xiqing looked at her and sat on the opposite side. Boys in hooded sweaters and black-rimmed glasses are familiar with each other.
This dressing style is the same as Zhou Ziheng's.
He suddenly realized that this was the boy who stared at him at the last dinner, "Are you Zhao Ke?"
Zhao Ke nodded, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was an authentic Beijing cavity. Xia Xiqing couldn't help thinking, because they are all from Beijing, why Zhou Ziheng has no accent. Is it because of acting since childhood
"Your body... is okay." Zhao Ke smiled a little embarrassedly. Xia Xiqing was drinking coffee and almost choked when he heard what he said, "Hey, can we not talk about it?"
It finally passed, and now it's a chariot again.
"Do you want to know about Wei Min's tax evasion?" Ruan Xiao brushed his hair and smiled slyly. After saying that he touched Zhao Ke's arm with his shoulder, "He did it."
"He?" Xia Xiqing suddenly remembered that Zhao Ke was born in Zhou Ziheng. Although he still doesn't know how old Zhou Ziheng's family is, the power of Zhao Ke's family should not be small.
Ruan Xiao waved to Xia Xiqing, leaned in front of him across the table, lowered his voice and said, "He is the son of Zhao Ju."
As soon as Xia Xiqing heard this, Ruan Xiao was dragged back by Zhao Ke, and pulled at her diagonal off-shoulder T-shirt, "Your back is exposed!"
"How can it be so exaggerated? This is the design." Ruan Xiao turned his mouth to Xia Xiqing again, talking about the department name of Zhao Ke's father. Xia Xiqing immediately understood, he said why Wei Min is not doing this. Sooner or later, they shook their arms out. It turned out that it was because of Zhao Ke.
"How do you convince your dad to check him?" Xia Xiqing asked.
Zhao Ke scratched his hair. "No, I said this to my dad when I was eating. My dad didn't even know that he had colluded with the people in the game privately, and he was very angry. It happened that my dad was talking to him recently. The second-in-command is getting bigger and bigger during the festival, and he is about to be promoted again. Before leaving, he wanted to take advantage of this incident to wipe out that person's prestige and find an opportunity to punish him." He stirred the ice American in the cup , "In fact, he just borrowed the knife to kill, and Wei Min is the small blade at best."
This Wei Min, he gave himself such a big face, in fact everyone treats him as a pawn. Xia Xiqing felt ironic, and thought they were also funny, "I didn't expect this world to be so small, and we are all background households at this table."
Ruan Xiao flicked his finger against the wall of the cup, "Everyone is hiding well. I really didn't expect your family to be so thick at the beginning." She said that she turned her face and asked, "That week, Ziheng's house was the same as you?"
"No, no, it's much worse." Zhao Ke lowered his throat to make an analogy, "My family is a civil servant, his family is a military commander. People are the third generation of Hong Miaozheng. My brother is also a bigwig in the financial industry, and he is famous in TV series. I dare not write like that."
Ruan Xiao didn't understand, "Why does he go to the entertainment industry with his family background."
"His sister-in-law is a very powerful agent in the entertainment industry, Sister Yin, I don't know if you know him."
"Jiang Yin?" Xia Xiqing didn't expect this, "Jiang Yin is his sister-in-law?"
"You know." Zhao Ke continued, "Anyway, Ziheng was brought out by his sister-in-law, otherwise you think he has been in his career for so many years, the resources are so good and there is no scandal at all. The only hype is with you. "
Xia Xiqing was still a little dazed by being so cueed by Zhao Ke.
"But the kid is determined to act for two reasons. One is that he feels that the power of celebrities is actually great and can affect a lot of people. He hopes that he can use the idol effect to let more people understand and pay attention to some people. Ignored social phenomena, to put it plainly, is to spread positive energy. On the other hand..."
Ruan Xiao urged him to continue, and Zhao Ke said, "He used to like a young lady when he was a child. He said that the young lady encouraged him when he was most afraid, so he would have the courage to stand in front of the camera. He doesn't want to live up to the expectation of that young lady, and hopes that one day she can recognize herself in front of the screen." Zhao Ke sighed, "Although I think maybe people have forgotten that he got married and had children."
"What kind of fairy plot is in love at first sight? I really can't tell that Zhou Ziheng is such an innocent person."
The two chatted enthusiastically, and they didn't notice Xia Xiqing, who was sitting across from each other, looking reluctant to talk. Even Xia Xiqing himself didn't know what was going on. He was furious when he mentioned that first love before. He lowered his head and played with his phone, swiping WeChat and Weibo twice, trying to alleviate this negative emotion.
"But he seems to have changed his mind now." Zhao Ke Yuguang glanced at Xia Xiqing, who was sitting opposite and silent. "He hasn't mentioned that young lady for a long time recently. It's the other person who opened his mouth and closed his mouth."
"Who is it?" Ruan Xiao asked with nine bends and eighteen bends, and the ending sound was about to go around the sky.
"Who knows who it is."
Xia Xiqing could only hear that the two people sang a harmony. He suddenly discovered that the Weibo hot search list had changed. The first place was [三清CP], and the second place was [自学CP].
"Is this issue of "Escape from the Sky" broadcasted?" Xia Xiqing asked, raising his eyes.
Ruan Xiao took out his phone and glanced at the date, "Really, it's over, I must be scolded for this issue."
Zhao Ke said, "Why?"
"I almost voted for Xi Qing, so I defended him. I really took care of myself. It was clear that I managed to be a killer and protected Xi Qing everywhere. In the end, I defended him. Steady win."
This made Xia Xiqing’s ears soft. He pretended not to understand and clicked on his and Shang Sirui’s CP hot search. The first one was a screenshot of Shang Sirui’s Weibo with a CP fan. It was the last time Xia Xiqing was angry. The selfie of Zhou Ziheng leaning on Shang Sirui's shoulder.
[Sansan and Qingqing get married right away: Damn, this is a vintage candy! ! It turns out that the "blow player" Sansan said was Xi Qing! After watching this episode, I realized that it turned out to be spoiled so early. The tone of Sansan is too spoiled. ]
[Sansan is a beautiful boy attack: Sanqing has always been sweet, is there any question? A certain CP will climax as soon as there is nothing to do. The master is afraid that he hasn't even held his hand once on the show. ]
When Xia Xiqing saw this comment, her mood was a bit complicated. I didn’t seem to hold hands in the show... But privately...
[Self-study girl Chong Duck: Is it okay to be cute in the enclosure, what's the soreness? What kind of flowers can be turned out by two sufferers together? ]
Xia Xiqing: Little sister, although you are a self-study girl, I am not happy to say that. Who is the recipient
[Sanqing Saigao: Can a certain CP dog have any other new tricks besides the phrase "two sufferers will not be happy together"? Are you annoying every day? It's okay to come to another square to stroll around! ]
[Self-study is my little baby: the scumbag first picks up and takes away my home for self-study. ]
The more noisy CP fans on both sides got, the more the fighting situation escalated. The three Weifans also joined in. The scene was out of control for a time. Xia Xiqing didn’t figure out how his Wei fan and Zhou Ziheng’s Wei fan pinched the most fiercely, just like a gang fight. of.
This time he can be regarded as understanding how embarrassing the quarrel in the rice circle is going to be.
Originally wanted to share it with Zhou Ziheng, but remembered that he was still in confinement and his mobile phone was not available, so Xia Xiqing had no choice but to go back and send a WeChat message to Shang Sirui.
[Xi Qing: The combat effectiveness of the star chaser is really terrifying. ]
I didn't expect that such a busy idol like Shang Sirui would be able to get back in seconds.
[Si Rui: I am used to it hahaha. ]
[Xi Qing: I don't know what's going on. I cursed and became fans of Zhou Ziheng and I pinched each other. ]
[Si Rui: You scold me and I scold you, and our brothers sleep together. ]
I go.
Xia Xiqing was completely convinced by Shang Sirui. He went back to Weibo and checked whether he liked something on Weibo while eating melons, so as not to cause a bloody storm without knowing it. Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiao, who was sitting across from him, suddenly said, "Mom, did Zhou Ziheng post on Weibo?"
"No, what can he send without his phone? Could it be that Ronaldinho helped him send it?" Zhao Ke took a look on Weibo, "Fucking? Is it really posted?"
Xia Xiqing originally wanted to refresh his Weibo to see what Zhou Ziheng had posted, but the two people opposite looked directly at him, with unspeakable smiles on their faces.
It's exactly the smile of CP fan...
"The last photo of you two! He actually posted it!" Ruan Xiao pushed the phone to Xia Xiqing's, and he happily showed off to Zhao Ke, "I told you that this photo was taken by me and witnessed them. , Do you see the red sleeve in the lower left corner, that is my sleeve!"
Ignoring the words of the two people opposite, Xia Xiqing stared at Zhou Ziheng's Weibo in a daze. He didn't write anything, but shared the group photo. The camera was still a little at a loss. Zhou Ziheng's broad palms put his head on. Forcibly pressed it on his shoulder, smiling to himself with a sunny face.
Fool.
Xia Xiqing murmured in her heart, but was a little curious about how Zhou Ziheng posted Weibo. He obviously didn't have a mobile phone.
"The case has been solved, it is really Ronaldinho." Zhao Ke showed his WeChat chat interface to the two of them. "Romania went to give him the script, and chatted with him for a while at his house. Talking about what happened on today’s show, I didn’t expect Zhou Ziheng to pull Ronaldinho before leaving, tell him to log in to his Weibo account and send the Weibo in the draft box."
Draft box? Xia Xiqing narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ronaldinho's chat history.
[Xiao Luo: Since Heng, I don’t know what to do. I have to post it now. When I look at the draft box, I get a Weibo. It’s half a month ago. Moreover, it was still a picture of him and Xi Qing, so I was puzzled that he would be anxious if not sending him. ]
Zhao Ke and Ruan Xiao were laughing so hard that they couldn't see their teeth. Only Xia Xiqing didn't react. What the hell was Zhou Ziheng doing? Don't think the fan melee is not chaotic enough now
After laughing enough, the expression on Zhao Ke's face was slightly reduced, "I just heard Ronaldinho say that he has lost a lot of weight in the past two days since Heng, shouldn't he go on a hunger strike at home?"
"How could it be..." Xia Xiqing snorted, lowered his head and took a sip of the already cool coffee.
"How can't it be. I tell you, I've been a buddy with Zhou Ziheng since I was wearing open pants. I have never seen Zhou Ziheng in such a big fire in the 20 years since I was a child. You were in the car that day and you didn't see Zhou Ziheng dry. What, Ruan Xiao and I both saw it really, and I was terrified." Zhao Ke curled his lips and slammed Ruan Xiao's shoulder, "Yes, Zhou Ziheng used a baseball bat to shield Wei Min's grandson from the wind. The glass is smashed.
Ruan Xiao nodded, "I also saw Ziheng like that for the first time, really."
Xia Xiqing held his chin with his palm and stared at the foam floating in the coffee cup. "His kind of old and good character, shouldn't it be common for him to act bravely when he is righteous?"
Zhao Ke shook his head, "Come on, I was fighting with the gangsters in the high school next door in the third year of the junior high school. He didn't come up to help me, and directly reported to the police, which made me almost killed by my dad. Na Ya also educates me earnestly, saying that I shouldn't do anything with those people, it's not interesting enough."
Recalling the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face that night, Xia Xiqing can probably imagine how Zhou Ziheng got himself back from Wei Min. But Zhao Ke's side-knock was too straightforward, and Xia Xiqing didn't know how to answer the conversation.
Seeing that he was still silent, Zhao Ke stopped talking and went straight to the point, "Would you like to visit the prison with us?"
Xia Xiqing frowned and looked at the two guys who were eager on the opposite side with a slight disgust, "Visiting prison?"
Zhou Ziheng has been at home these days, saying it was confinement, it is better to say that it is a dual torment of body and mind. In order to fit Gao Kun’s character image more closely, his sister-in-law also specially hired a nutritionist and forced him to eat some unpalatable nutritious meals every day. .
It happened that these two days my dad took turns on public holidays, and taught him with family instructions day by day, one family style and one national style. In the final analysis, he forced Zhou Ziheng to apologize to the victim Wei Min.
"You tell me, I usually ask you to train with the people on the team, practice fighting and leg skills, is it for you to beat people? Ah? I am so that you can help you when you are in trouble."
Zhou Ziheng knelt down on the ground, "I can only meet fans on the road, not injustice..."
"Hey, you're still screaming at me! It's wrong for you to hit someone. I have to pull you over and apologize. Self-jing, you drive him with him."
Zhou Zijing just hung up the conference call and came downstairs. He heard what Old Zhou said, and then turned around and walked upstairs, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.
"I don't apologize, Dad, he really owes a beating. Not only do I want to beat him, I can't wait..."
Old Zhou Yi kicked his waist last week, "What do you want to do? I think you want to piss me off."
"He's really not a good person!"
On the third day, Zhou Ziheng, who was confined at home and skipping rope, listened to the TV news and suddenly heard a familiar name. He threw the rope and went straight to Lao Zhou's room without saying a word, waking Lao Zhou alive during his lunch break.
"Dad! Look! I said that Wei Min was not a good person, and he evaded 100 million in taxes! You said this kind of person should be beaten!"
Lao Zhou squinted his eyes and looked at the TV. It was really Wei Min's company that had been investigated. "One hundred million? How can this be done?"
"Yeah! How could it be so bad? I think I should kill him that day." Zhou Ziheng gritted his teeth and said.
"Oh, young people now... impetuous."
The apology finally passed, and I was finally relieved. I didn't expect Ronaldinho to mention it when he was here. Zhou Ziheng only then realized that the photo of Shang Sirui and Xia Xiqing had been turned over on Weibo again. Xia Xiqing provoked him that day and deliberately behaved intimately with Shang Sirui, which made him angrily delete the photo of himself and Xia Xiqing.
Who knows that that night, Xia Xiqing was drunk and cried in his arms all night, Zhou Ziheng felt pitiful and distressed, and turned his head to secretly restore the picture. I wanted to send it out, but he hesitated for a long time, but in the end it didn't send it out, so I let it lie quietly in its own deposit box and ignored it.
"Xiao Luo, you must send it to me, don't forget."
"Why."
"Just... just promote the show!"
With such a big fire in the backyard, Zhou Ziheng didn't even have a mobile phone to post Weibo, and he was too angry to eat a fat-reducing meal. He was bored with his chin in his hand, holding a fork in his hand to fork a piece of broccoli, and staring blankly.
"This is Xia Xiqing's least favorite thing to eat. I don't even touch the chopsticks." He muttered to himself as he stuffed the broccoli into his mouth, the more he chewed, the more tasteless.
"He doesn't like carrots either..."
"Celery, you will spit it out when you eat it..."
Zhou Ziheng looked at a plate of vegetables and looked up at the ceiling irritably.
Why is Xia Xiqing so picky.
When he was away, Xia Xiqing must have ran out to drink again, maybe she was fooling around with some inconsistent people, ah, she looks so good-looking, anyone who sees it will think about it, she is locked up now, who will protect Him.
The more I think about it, the more annoying.
Suddenly, something smashed against the window, Zhou Ziheng glanced at his head, didn't see anything, and looked at the ceiling with a bewildered face.
boom-
There was another sound.
Who, which bear kid
Zhou Ziheng stood up, the balcony door was locked from the outside, and he couldn't push it open. He could only stand by the glass door and glance at the balcony. There was nothing.
It's scary. Zhou Ziheng got goose bumps. He swiped the floor curtains on both sides of the glass door twice. He felt that he was thinking about Xia Xiqing's madness, so he decided to take a bath and calm down.
When he came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a shower, he found that there was a faint shadow of a person outside the curtain, squatting on the balcony sneakily, Zhou Ziheng went around in the bedroom, carrying a baseball bat near the balcony. Glass door.
The shadows were nestled in a ball, just gathered in the middle seam of the opposite glass door.
Zhou Ziheng held his breath and walked to the front, holding a club in one hand and grasping one side of the curtain with the other.
Brushing sound.
Zhou Ziheng was stunned.
The thoughtful Xia Xiqing actually half-kneeled on the wooden floor of the balcony with the door lock in his hand. He seemed to be taken aback. He looked up at himself standing behind the glass door, with a flower in his mouth. The roses stolen from Zhou Ziheng's garden still carry the dew from the night.
The baseball bats in his hands were so scared that they fell off.
"You... why are you here?"
Across a door, Xia Xiqing couldn't hear his muttering to himself, but he could probably guess a lot of things. He stood up, pinned the rose to his ear, sighed against the glass door, and wrote and painted pictures on it with his slender white fingers.
Zhou Ziheng took a step closer, carefully identifying the words he had written.
[Burglary. ]
After finishing writing, he raised his eyebrows, with an expression that I just came to provoke.
This person is really...
The corners of Zhou Ziheng's mouth did not consciously arouse.
He also learned Xia Xiqing's appearance, breathed on the glass, and wrote a line of reply. There are a lot of words. Xia Xiqing squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time. This little action was very pleasing in Zhou Ziheng's eyes. Together with his flickering eyelashes and the beautiful red rose near his ear, it was very cute. .
Thinking silently in her heart, pieced together, Xia Xiqing finally understood the answer given by Zhou Ziheng.
[I only have this, do you want? ]
With his eyes on the question mark at the end of the sentence, Xia Xiqing was full of doubts, and was about to raise his eyes, but saw Zhou Ziheng stretch out his hand again and drew a heart on the glass. The art skills are not very good, the painting is crooked, not standard, but very cute.
Across that heart, Xia Xiqing saw him smile brightly and softly. His eyes were like a lake in the dark night, full of stars that could not be caught.
The author has something to say: Xia Xiqing climbed the second floor of the first floor with the idea of "overturning the wall and sultry guys, only offensives can do it." Head over), sweet to death.