"… The ratings of the drama "Let's Live Together" has been steadily increasing. The filming of the whole drama has ended. Last night, a cocktail reception was held at the Ronghua Guild Hall. All the crew and actors were present, and they happily celebrated with champagne. From 6:00 to 7:00, the ratings hit a new high, and everyone expressed their excitement…”
"... Director Zhou Chuncai expressed emotionally that the whole play is a witty script written by the screenwriter. Under the mutual agitation with many new-generation actors and even netizens, with constant new ideas, it is possible for a small soldier to make great contributions and have such good results. In terms of personal performance, playing the role of Jiang Xincheng's Bai Lang has grown a lot with the "Ride" drama and performed well, which is the most gratifying thing as a director..."
Following the morning news broadcast, Bai Lang's image was also being broadcast on the screen.
A burst of flashing lights made Bai Lang in a black dress look tall and straight, beautiful and handsome.
Clean eyebrows and kind smile, just like the warm and pleasant in the huge advertisement on the street of UNI, which makes people like it.
Kang Jian sat in front of his TV, put down the newspaper, and stared at Bai Lang inside.
A few months ago, the man inside was smiling like this in front of him; even more sincere, within reach...
So Kang Jian kept thinking about why the good-natured Bai Lang was suddenly cold to him. Wu Shengen said that he turned his face and didn't recognize people after he became popular, and Kang Jian's heart was too unbelievable. After getting in touch with him a while ago, he was confident that he still had some eyes on people. Bai Lang didn't seem to be such a snobby person, and the timing wasn't quite right.
But the hostility on set is real.
There was no indifference in his eyes, no trace of falsehood.
... So, could it be that his mind was noticed by Bai Lang
Kang Jian thought about the last time they met before that day on the set, when they went to Bai Lang's apartment to chat with a beer.
That night, he persuaded a few words about wine, but Bai Lang insisted not to drink a drop. Kang Jian's plan to get Bai Lang drunk failed, but he used the wine to pretend to be crazy. Taking advantage of the drunkenness and paralysis, Kang Jian pressed the whole body on Bai Lang's body to make a fool of himself, and his lips brushed the side of Bai Lang's face as he struggled. He became more and more interested in Bai Lang, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt, and finally he couldn't help it.
But Kangjian's self-confidence scale was controlled within the "normal" range, and he chatted with Bai Lang on the phone as if nothing happened the next day. At that time, Bai Lang did not have any abnormality, and Kangjian felt more at ease.
So Kang Jian didn't think about this at first, but after repeated deliberation for a while, his attitude towards Bai Lang changed drastically, and Kang Jian finally had to think about it...
Plus, on that phone call, Kang Jian was almost sure that Ken was Bai Lang's lover.
Morning, nasal, bath, cell phone. Every condition is clamoring, Bai Lang and that person must have slept in the same bed the night before, otherwise no one would answer other people's mobile phones like this.
Thinking of this, Kang Jian has a dark jealousy.
Is it because of that person that Bai Lang has to draw a clear line with himself
If this is the case, he can "forgive" Bai Lang for treating him like this; he also likes a devoted lover, and Bai Lang's personality suits him very well.
It's a pity that Bai Lang is not yet his... However, there is still more time.
The splits, splits, and closes in this circle are all in an instant. As long as he is patient, he will definitely be able to wait for the opportunity.
By then, Bai Lang wouldn't mind his approach; they could still start as friends...
As long as he develops well, he will not be considered as just trying to cling to Bai Lang's reputation.
He was confident that one day he would come to Bai Lang's side.
Kang Jian reached into his trousers, kneading, breathing faster.
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The day after the reception was over, Bai Lang was in the double bed in the bedroom very late. When he woke up, he stayed for a few seconds and couldn't remember how he slept last night.
Pressing the slightly swollen eyelids, after looking left and right, I found that the other side of the double bed was quilted. The mattress was messy, and the black dress I wore last night was crumpled up and thrown on the floor... It's rare to have an uncle to take care of people.
Bai Lang climbed out of bed, hung up that expensive dress first, and then slowly walked into the bathroom to wash.
After the end of the show, the endorsement work that Bai Lang digested has almost come to an end. Next, except for Zhu Kuan's movie "Jin Yuqi", Fang Hua didn't help Bai Lang take on too much work.
According to Fang Hua, Bai Lang's recent exposure rate is quite enough. Next, there is still about a month's worth of "Ride" dramas and the finale to be broadcast. In addition to those endorsements a while ago, it's not a little bit more controllable. Overexposed and annoying to the audience.
This gave Bai Lang a short time to rest. However, Fang Hua still gave her homework. She asked Bai Lang to read the script of "Jin Yu Qi Wai" several times. She also found a well-known handmade suit master, and asked Bai Lang to go there to customize a few suits. By the way See what happened to people. Of course, for the apprenticeship, Tuo Fanghua has also taken care of it.
However, Bai Lang decided to rest today.
Because he hasn't figured out what to do with the box of mooncakes on the table.
In other words, he already had the answer, but when he actually executed it, he felt the pain of exposing the scar.
After returning from City T, Bai Lang changed his address and phone, but the old phone number was not deactivated.
But until today, the family has never called Bai Lang; explain the check, or even any words are fine.
Now, what is the meaning of sending a box of moon cakes lightly
Is it to remind Bai Lang that even if he is reborn, he still has no real home
Finding himself staring at the box of moon cakes in a daze again, Bai Lang shook his head and decided to dispose of the moon cakes.
Before reaching out, the doorbell, which was hardly used by visitors, rang.
"Ding dong ~ ding dong ~"
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Opening the door, Bai Lang was stunned, because there was no one outside the door.
A milky voice came out, "I'm here, look at me."
Bai Lang lowered his head and found a little boy about five or six years old, looking up at him for a moment.
Bai Lang was stunned, "...Who are you looking for? This is the 8th floor of Building D." Wrong way
The little boy was carrying a large schoolbag on his back, with two small hands grasping the shoulder straps of the schoolbag, his expression suddenly a little embarrassed.
"You, you are Jiang Xincheng, right?"
… such a small fan? Bai Lang couldn't believe it, and looked around again, but he didn't find anyone else.
One-floor luxury apartment, the only door from the elevator is here.
Bai Lang had to squat down. He asked carefully, "Yes, I am. Where are your parents? Why did you come alone? Who brought you here?"
The little boy squirmed his mouth and said loudly, "I-I'm here to find Dad, let me in!"
Bai Lang was stunned again, "Dad? Who is it? What's your name?"
"I, my name is Qiu Xiaohai," the little boy swallowed his saliva, and he could see that he was nervous, but his voice was not soft, "My father Qiu Qian, the car you are riding in is my father's, I, I know!"
Bai Lang opened his mouth, and after a few seconds, he had to invite this little ancestor in.
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After entering the house, Bai Lang first went into the kitchen to get half a glass of iced milk, and at the same time dialed the phone to Qiu Qian, but Qiu Qian was always busy on the line, and after connecting three times, Bai Lang had to pause.
The so-called Qiu Qian's son, Qiu Xiaohai, took off his schoolbag at this moment, and obediently climbed onto the sofa and stayed there, shaking his calf to look around, his face full of curiosity.
Bai Lang came to the living room and handed the cup, "Dare to drink milk?"
Qiu Xiaohai nodded and took the cup actively, but the cup was too heavy and his hand slipped, Bai Lang hurriedly held it, Qiu Xiaohai took Bai Lang's hand and gulped down half the glass of iced milk. Just seeing his red mouth, Bai Lang guessed that he was thirsty. There are a lot of people on the set, and his mother takes care of them like this.
Bai Lang took out the tissue again and wiped the white beard on Qiu Xiaohai's mouth. Qiu Xiaohai narrowed his eyes obediently, and extended his hand, saying that he should also wipe his hand, so Bai Lang changed a wet tissue and wiped it carefully.
"Okay, tell me why you came here to find Dad? Tell your family?"
Bai Lang squatted in front of the sofa, silently looking at the young man.
When Bai Lang died in the previous life, the whole company knew that although the boss Qiu Qian had no marriage record, he had a son whose age was unknown.
It seems that because of the relationship of the Qiu family, Qiu Qian hid his son deeply and never let him appear in front of others.
Bai Lang's serious expression made Qiu Xiaohai restrained a little, and looked at Bai Lang innocently with his chin closed.
"I, I'm coming with Azan, he lives next door, I'll take his car home..."
Qiu Xiaohai has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he can see 60% of Qiu Qian's shadow, but his round face is still much cuter.
Bai Lang frowned, "Who is Azan?"
"Azan is sitting next to me," Qiu Xiaohai replied immediately, "His name is Rong Zan, he knows a lot, we are good friends!"
As soon as Bai Lang heard the surname "Rong", he rubbed his face, thinking that this world is really small.
Rong Siqi just said that their house here is for the second brother who got married and moved out. Therefore, they bought a few more floors. Besides the second brother's house, Rong Siqi also has a floor under his name. But usually, Rong Siqi still lives in the Rong family's single-family villa on the outskirts of the city. That day, Rong Siqi followed Bai Lang back here, just to take a look at his second brother's house...
So, the kid who dared to love watched TV; otherwise he wouldn't call himself Jiang Xincheng, and he knew from Rongzan that he lived here, and then he saw the car from the photos in various newspapers and knew that he knew his father, so he ran over to find him dad? Simple and rude links are really not biased.
Bai Lang could only sigh, "Then you came here, did you tell your family first? Do you remember the phone number at home?"
Qiu Xiaohai turned his head away with a face of resistance, "No. Aunt Yang won't let me come, she will scold me, I don't want to call home. I don't want to tell her either!"
Bai Lang was speechless again, so he had to pick up the phone and continue to call. I don't know if Qiu Qian received a notice that his son was missing, and he was contacting all parties, but the phone still couldn't get in. Bai Lang tried for a long time but couldn't get it. Qiu Xiaohai grabbed Bai Lang and wiggled his lips before saying anything.
"I-I'll ask you to do your homework, and I'll go home after finishing it."
Bai Lang glanced at Qiu Xiaohai's lost face, "What kind of homework do you want to come to me to write?"
"...Jiang Xincheng always accompanies Jiang Le to do his homework. You know Dad, you, you can accompany me." Qiu Xiaohai pouted and kicked his calf with his head down.
Bai Lang looked at the low little head and suddenly became clear. "Wouldn't it be better to ask your father to accompany you?"
Qiu Xiaohai pinched the sofa with his little finger, "Aunt Yang said that my father is very busy, so I can't quarrel with him. Just stay with me, and then my father will come... Will my father come to pick me up?" White Lang.
The adoration on his face made Bai Lang feel a pain in his heart.
Because in front of the sofa where Qiu Xiaohai was sitting, there was still a box of moon cakes that Bai Lang wanted to throw away but couldn't throw away.
Some people want it, but can't; some people obviously have it, but don't seem to know how to cherish it.
Bai Lang changed the text message to Qiu Qian. "Your son is here. You come to redeem. 』
After sending it out, Bai Lang touched Qiu Xiaohai's head, "Let's eat first, then do our homework, and wait for your dad."
Qiu Xiaohai raised his head, his eyes lit up with surprise.
"What do you like? Curry? Fried chicken? Steamed eggs? Or something?"
Brown made a list of foods that little kids might like.
Qiu Xiaohai gave a big smirk, "Scallion pancakes!"
"… "
Bai Lang disliked it, father and son were the same.
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Half an hour later, Qiu Qian appeared with a dark face.
Qiu Xiaohai spat out the scallion pancake that was still in his mouth, and cleverly hid behind Bai Lang's thigh.
However, he was immediately picked up by Qiu Qian, and he was beaten before he even greeted him; he was beaten hard on the butt, which fully reflected the family style.