Qi Cong's eyes moved with Gu Xun. After being stunned for a while, he regained his senses. Surprised and nervous, he turned his head to look around, dragged his chair to block Gu Xun with his body, and asked in a low voice, "You have already left work? It's so early. And how did you get in the infield, didn't the security stop you?"
Qi Cong was sitting in a corner against the prop wall, and when he moved like this, he almost locked Gu Xun, who was sitting on the small stool, in the corner between the wall and him.
Gu Xun glanced at the movements that Qi Cong was blocking him, the corners of his mouth twitched, his long legs stretched out, and he put his calf on the side of Qi Cong's chair, he also leaned over and lowered his voice, and replied, "There is no night show, so I got off early. Come. I found it convenient for your life producers before, look at this." He picked up the infield pass around his neck and shook it.
The two of them were sitting close to each other, so they both leaned over, and when the chair went up and down, the two raised their heads and lowered their heads, and their postures immediately became extremely ambiguous. Qi Cong even felt that as long as he lowered his head, he and Gu Xun would... His eyes quickly swept across Gu Xun's slightly raised face, sat up straight and looked around, saying, "I can't get off here for the time being. Worker, Jiajia still has a few scenes to shoot, and she will be busy until eight o'clock."
"I'll accompany you." Gu Xun still leaned over and gestured to the takeaway box in his hand, "I brought you a crab meat pot, you have to eat it while it's hot, it'll be fishy when it's cold. By the way, what are you going to play? Role?"
The takeaway box in Gu Xun's hand was tightly packed and looked a little heavy. Just as Qi Cong wanted to speak, Xiao Han's voice came in from far and near.
"Brother Cong! I got the meal. In Jiajia's lounge, Brother Zhao asked you to hurry up—cough, Gu—cough!" Xiao Han, who trotted over, saw Gu Xun, and immediately braked in shock. He didn't come back in one breath and almost choked to death.
Xiao Han's coughing was too loud, and the staff who came and went all looked over when they heard the sound. A staff member holding a costume just happened to pass by. Hearing the sound, he glanced here at random, took two steps, then stopped abruptly and turned back, his eyes fixed on Gu Xun, who was still blocked by Qi Cong. , shushu looked at it for two seconds, then suddenly gasped and sank into his dantian: "Gu, Gu... Gu Xun!"
This call was so loud that all the actors and directors who had just finished a scene in the front court heard it and turned around.
This is a complete exposure.
Qi Cong's brain exploded, and he stood up quickly, and it was not good to continue to block Gu Xun, and it was not good to expose Gu Xun, it was very embarrassing.
"It's okay, don't be nervous." Gu Xun got up and patted Qi Cong's shoulder, put the crab meat pot on the chair aside, and said to Qi Cong, "Let's go and say hello to the director."
In this case, it's really good to say hi.
Qi Cong cleaned up his emotions and walked towards the director who was approaching with Gu Xun.
The director of "Qinggu Biography" is named Wang Peng, a bearded man in his 50s with a more easy-going temperament. Gu Xun took the initiative to reach out to him before and after: "Hello Director Wang, I rashly interrupted, I came here to see my friend, I hope not to disturb your shooting."
Wang Peng's eyes swept across Qi Cong beside Gu Xun, he held Gu Xun's outstretched hand, and said kindly, "It's okay, it's not a disturbance, it's just time for my break here."
The producers, screenwriters and others on the field quickly rushed over when they heard the news, followed by other actors who were not filming.
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, all the core characters of the entire crew gathered around Gu Xun.
too exaggerated.
Courteous greetings, euphemisms or direct flattering words filled his ears, Qi Cong stood beside Gu Xun, his eyes swept over the production director who rarely showed a smile, the chief screenwriter who easily did not show up, and the group behind the director who were usually or aloof. The actors, who were either cold or arrogant, but at this time, were as honest as students when they met their teachers. For the first time, they truly realized that in this circle, Gu Xun was one of the group of people who stood at the top. An existence that most people look up to.
He turned his head and looked at Gu Xun who was able to talk to everyone with ease. He looked at Gu Xun's purely social expression and self-confidence and calm attitude. The figure who was talking to him with a smile suddenly swayed and disappeared like fireworks blooming on a summer night.
He knew too little about Gu Xun.
Really too few.
"Don't bother, I'm here to accompany Qi Cong today." Gu Xun suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Cong, the social expression on his face disappeared, and showed a gentle smile that Qi Cong was familiar with.
Qi Cong regained his senses, and before he could react, Gu Xun touched his head. He was stunned again, but Gu Xun had already withdrawn his hand to look at the producer who just spoke, and replied, "I'll have dinner with you next time."
"Okay, then we'll make an appointment another day." The production director was very talkative, and then tentatively said, "I heard that Brother Ling has a plan to invest in the film and television industry recently. A while ago, Langbiao Media—"
"I don't know much about my brother's business arrangements." Gu Xun interrupted the director of production, glanced at Qi Cong again, and smiled at the director of production, "I won't continue dragging everyone, I will only be entertained by Qi Cong. good."
The production director didn't get angry when he was interrupted, he followed Gu Xun's words and looked at Qi Cong, and then he said a few polite words according to Gu Xun's hints, and greeted the people around him to leave.
The encirclement spread out, and Shen Jia, who was squeezed into the outer circle by the director and other actors, immediately moved to Qi Cong's side, looked at Gu Xun, wanted to say something, then restrained himself and looked at Zhao Zhenxun, who came over.
"Go to the lounge." Zhao Zhenxun approached and said to Gu Xun, while talking, he looked at Wang Yue, Lian Pengxing and others who had not gone far, and lowered his voice, "You came just in time, and I have something to tell you. ."
Gu Xun nodded and looked sideways at Qi Cong: "Let's go, let's go have dinner."
The group entered Shen Jia's personal lounge, Xiao Han and others went out with their own dinners, and turned around to bring them to the door. Everyone took their seats at the table, and Gu Xun put the takeaway box he brought on the table and opened it.
With the opening of the takeaway box, the heat and the aroma of the crab pot rushed out fiercely, and Shen Jia's stomach grunted helplessly. Everyone looked at Shen Jia, Shen Jia covered her stomach in embarrassment, and glanced back and forth: "There are a few fight scenes today, and it takes a lot of energy to film... Actually, I'm not very hungry."
"... Let's eat first." Zhao Zhenxun said, motioning everyone to sit, "Eat and chat."
The table is a square table, just one person sits on one side. Qi Cong also brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Gu Xun, and everyone chatted while eating.
Gu Xun scooped up a bowl of crab meat pot and delivered it to Qi Cong, and took the initiative to mention: "Everyone will dig up Qi Cong's past, all because of me, and I will be responsible for solving this."
Qi Cong stopped pouring water and looked at Gu Xun.
Shen Jia and Zhao Zhenxun also looked at Gu Xun together. Shen Jia has been filming, and he didn't know that Qi Cong was dug up by the marketing account. Hearing that, he realized that something was wrong and hurried to get his mobile phone. Zhao Zhenxun asked, "How are you going to solve it?"
"Let's divert everyone's attention first, and give you time to guide public opinion." Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, "Cooperate with me?"
Qi Cong couldn't keep up with Gu Xun's topic and asked, "What to cooperate with?"
Gu Xun took out his mobile phone, leaned over and put it on Qi Cong's shoulder, leaned his head over, and raised his mobile phone: "Cooperate with this."
Click.
The screen freezes.
…
Five minutes later, Gu Xun's Weibo was updated.
Looking back at Hua Cong v: Let me say that if you know Qi Cong, you should dig out all of Qi Cong's past, and unscrupulously publish his photos and information in the past. Then if I say that I became an actor for him, do you want to find out his genealogy? Enough is enough.
This Weibo is accompanied by two photos, which are very similar to the two Weibo posts about Qi Cong posted by Shen Jia before. They also use a current photo and a past photo to match.
In the current photo, Gu Xun in black t-shirt stretched out his arms and put his arms around Qi Cong in white t-shirt. The two were close to each other. Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun with a confused expression. Gu Xun looked at the camera with a smile on his brows and eyes. meaning.
In the past photos, Qi Cong, wearing a light-colored striped shirt and light-colored jeans, was sitting on a chair by the window seat of a warmly decorated coffee shop, with an open laptop in front of him. Behind him, Gu Xun, who was wearing a waiter uniform and had his hair cut short, stood slightly bent over. Sunlight poured in from the window, illuminating the bright and expectant light in Qi Cong's eyes when he looked at the computer screen, and also illuminated Gu Xun's hidden gentle eyes when he tilted his head slightly to look at Qi Cong.
Nearly three years after his debut, Gu Xun has never posted previous photos or private photos on Weibo. He attaches great importance to protecting privacy. A marketing account once dug up a photo of him wearing a bachelor's uniform with his family when he graduated from college, and posted the photo on Weibo. That night, the marketing account received a lawyer's letter from Gu Xun.
There was also a paparazzi who secretly took pictures of Gu Xun and his family gathering and posted them online. Then the paparazzi deleted the photos that afternoon and sent an official apology.
There was also a paparazzi who finally dug up Gu Xun's residence in Beishi by following Gu Xun, and took a few photos of Gu Xun bringing friends home for dinner and posted it online, making peach news for Gu Xun. This time, the trouble was even bigger, and the paparazzi who took pictures and posted photos were even more unlucky, and Gu Xun stared at them for a long time. And after that, no paparazzi could dig out Gu Xun's new residence again. The paparazzi did not dare to dig anymore.
In short, Gu Xun told everyone with his actions: I came to do the job of an actor, not to be a star, so don't dig my private life and past.
But it is such a person who protects his private life and the past without any leakage, and suddenly today he took the initiative to send a photo of the past. Moreover, in this photo, it is well known that Gu Xun, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, actually wears the uniform of a coffee shop employee, and his expression is unusually gentle and amiable, which is completely inconsistent with the character he has always shown. How can this make the public not curious
Weibo exploded in excitement.
…
In the lounge, Qi Cong held his mobile phone and looked at the photos of the past sent by Gu Xun. His eyes stayed on Gu Xun, whom he knew to the core for a long time. After that, he restrained his emotions and looked up at the man beside him, although his temperament had changed greatly, but his expression still remained. The familiar Gu Xun asked, "How did this photo come from? I don't remember that we took such a photo together."
"The boss took it." Gu Xun leaned over to look at the photo with Qi Cong, put his hand on the back of Qi Cong's seat, and almost hugged Qi Cong in his arms, "He always secretly took pictures of us employees, this photo is He took it casually when he was cleaning the camera. I saw it and asked him for it. The last time I chatted with him, he also asked me about you."
The boss in Gu Xun's mouth refers to the owner of the coffee shop where Gu Xun worked part-time.
Qi Cong was surprised: "You still have contact with the boss?"
"Well, after the renovation of Huaibei Street, he simply changed his career to study photography. Now he is a travel photographer abroad and has his own photography channel, which is very popular. Do you want to see his channel? I can send you the link. ."
It turned out to be so.
Looking at the familiar coffee shop in the photo, Qi Cong suddenly felt subtly at ease.
Before that, changes in everything around him and changes in Gu Xun often made him feel like he was suspended in mid-air. After all, apart from his memory, no one or anything could prove that he once knew a Gu Xun who was completely different from the Gu Xun everyone saw.
Such a fragile connection made him always restless. But it's different now.
He touched the coffee shop counter in the faintly visible corner of the photo, and the wandering emotions in his heart seemed to have suddenly found a root system and possessed the ability to take root and survive.
very nice. The traces of his acquaintance with Gu Xun did not disappear with the renovation of Huaibei Street, and there are people and things that can prove that those old times between him and Gu Xun did exist. There is something else to prove that the Gu Xun beside him is indeed the Gu Xun he knew in the past.
Qi Cong turned her head to look at Gu Xun, and since the time they met up to now, it was the first time that she unloaded the countless burdens on her body. She smiled from the bottom of her heart and naturally, nodded and replied, "Okay, I'll wait. Send me the link."
Gu Xun's expression suddenly froze, looking straight at Qi Cong, his eyes became darker, gradually dangerous, and approached Qi Cong.
Qi Cong was puzzled: "Gu Xun?"
Gu Xun grabbed the back of Qi Cong's chair, his eyes fell on the corner of Qi Cong's mouth that had not had time to hold back his smile, he raised his other hand and touched Qi Cong's face: "Cong Cong, you just—"
Boom!
Zhao Zhenxun put his mobile phone on the table heavily: "Mr. Gu, let's continue to discuss the follow-up public opinion handling. Qi Cong, go outside and inform Xiao Han, and let him remember to replenish the honey water in the small refrigerator."
Qi Cong pulled back from Gu Xun's urgent eyes, and then remembered that Zhao Zhenxun and Shen Jia were still beside him, stiffened, and hurriedly reached out and pushed Gu Xun, who was too close, to the side, and quickly glanced at the blank faces. Zhao Zhenxun, who had an expression on his face, and Shen Jia, who was holding a bowl and pretending to be absent, got up and said, "Okay." Ying Wan hurriedly left the lounge.
With his arms empty, Gu Xun slowly sat up straight, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his lips, looking at Zhao Zhenxun.
Zhao Zhenxun warned: "Gu Xun, I hope you haven't forgotten our last conversation. We agreed that everything will focus on Qi Cong's career. Your blog this time disrupted my pace, his past It could have been disclosed to the public in a gentler and more appropriate way."
Gu Xun asked back: "Why be gentle? Everything he had was taken away by despicable methods, he was a victim, and as his past was revealed, he should be loved and supported by the public. On the other hand, some people must be punished.”
Shen Jia suddenly choked, and after coughing twice, she looked at Gu Xun, who was completely different from the gentle appearance before, full of coldness and anger, her eyes widened in disbelief.
Gu Xun glanced at Shen Jia: "Don't tell Gonggong."
Shen Jia's fingers trembled: "You, you..."
"Be more mature, Gu Xun is not the kind and gentle man you thought." Zhao Zhenxun pushed the water in front of Shen Jia and looked at Gu Xun, "What are you calculating?"
Gu Xun picked up the cup Qi Cong just drank from, turned it around, and brought it to his lips: "Calculate how to use the most painless way for Cong Cong, and the most painful way for those bastards, and tell the public that they want to know. Everything." After speaking, Qianqian took a sip of water and hooked her lips, "It's quite sweet."
"Hey." Shen Jia gasped, "Why, why are you like this? That's Brother Cong's cup."
Gu Xun smiled at Shen Jia: "It's mine now, and he will be mine in the future. You'd better take advantage of him less."
…
After Qi Cong asked Xiao Han to come back, he found that the atmosphere in the lounge was a little weird. Gu Xun and Zhao Zhenxun were chatting about some topics such as industry prospects. Shen Jia buried his head and slowly cooked rice, his movements looked very mechanical. The strangest thing is that when he wanted to pick up the cup to drink water, Shen Jia, who was mechanically cooking the rice, suddenly looked up, his expression moved, and then he just lowered his head, looking like he wanted to say something but held back. .
Qi Cong frowned: "Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"
"...It's alright." Shen Jia took another two bites of rice, her words slurred, "I... I'm full, and I have to change clothes for the evening scene. I'll go first." As fast as a ghost is chasing him.
Qi Cong frowned even more, worried: "Brother Zhao, Jia Jia he..."
"It's okay, it's probably because the pressure of filming is too much." Zhao Zhenxun lied without changing his face, "Just let him take it easy."
After the meal, Zhao Zhenxun and Gu Xun continued to chat in the lounge. Qi Cong didn't accompany him because he was worried about Shen Jia, and went out to watch Shen Jia filming.
About half an hour later, Zhao Zhenxun and Gu Xun walked out of the lounge together. Zhao Zhenxun went to talk to Shen Jia who had just finished filming a scene, while Gu Xun took a small bench and sat beside Qi Cong.
Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun.
"I suddenly have something to do here, so I have to go first." Gu Xun stopped when he said this, and then lowered his tone, "Monggong, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that everyone will dig your privacy."
Qi Cong shook his head: "I don't blame you... Sooner or later, if you choose to debut, then sooner or later these things will be known. Are you going back to the hotel?"
"No, go outside to meet a friend." Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, suddenly put his hand on Qi Cong's head, and rubbed Qi Cong's hair, "Don't worry, things will be resolved."
After Gu Xun finished speaking, he left. Qi Cong watched Gu Xun's back disappear behind the set wall, slowly retracted his gaze, raised his hand and touched his hair, then took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo.
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