Xia Xingcheng took time to call Wei Zehui later. After all, he still has to develop in this circle, and interpersonal relationships are more important than anything else.
Wei Zehui has been filming in the same film and television base recently. He is the second male lead in an idol drama, and his role is not important. He doesn't have much ambition in acting, and when he enters the entertainment industry, he likes to be dazzled by the glamorous outside and the money inside. He called Xia Xingcheng because he heard that Xia Xingcheng was also filming here, and wanted to ask Xia Xingcheng to come out and play.
After Xia Xingcheng heard about it, his first reaction was to refuse. He was under too much pressure to film. This film revolves around Fang Jianyuan to tell the story. Almost every scene has his scenes. He spends a lot of time digesting scripts and memorizing lines every day when he returns from filming.
But Wei Zehui was very insistent on inviting him to the party, saying that no matter how late, he must come.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't get rid of it. He went back to the hotel that night to get familiar with the scenes to be filmed tomorrow before taking a shower and changing clothes and asking his assistant to take him there.
Wei Zehui contracted a private villa.
The moment Xia Xingcheng got off the nanny's car, the smell of perfume mixed with alcohol hit his face in the sultry summer night wind. This familiar question made him feel a sense of being pulled between reality and fiction. illusion.
These days he is filming in the studio. Before filming, he usually sits in front of the desk in Fang Jianyuan's room for a long time. He wants to calm down his heart.
After all, he has been in this complicated entertainment circle for six years, and Fang Jianyuan is still a child who has just entered the university campus.
Fang Jianyuan is much quieter than him.
He stood on the spot, staring at the brightly lit villa from the perspective of Fang Jianyuan, wondering why he appeared here.
Then Wei Zehui walked towards him.
Wei Zehui and Xia Xingcheng are about the same age, and they are good looking, but they lack a little talent if they want to be famous. He walked over and patted Xia Xingcheng on the shoulder, "What's the matter? Don't come in yet!"
This time, Xia Xingcheng came back to his senses. He remembered who he was and what he was here for, so he smiled at Wei Zehui, "Let's go."
Slightly loud music was playing in the villa. At this time, a lot of people had come. Some of them were young actors who Xia Xingcheng had met and could name, and more were 18th-tier starlets who didn't even know their names. Of course, the most notable among them is the radiant and beautiful girl.
This whole atmosphere is what Wei Zehui has always liked the most.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly remembered that he and Xiao Yu met on this occasion.
It happened that Wei Zehui asked him at this time, "I heard that you broke up with Xiao Yu?"
"Well," Xia Xingcheng replied indifferently.
Wei Zehui wrapped his arms around his shoulders and said to him with a smile, "Just in time, I'll introduce you to someone you like."
The two of them stood in the corner of the living room, and every now and then someone came over to say hello.
Xia Xingcheng looked at the young men and women drinking and playing in the spacious living room, and found the sense of reality bit by bit, but still said: "No need."
He felt inappropriate and couldn't say why.
Wei Zehui turned his head to look at him: "What's wrong? Why are you in a bad mood?"
Xia Xingcheng glanced at him, "Do you think I'm in a bad mood?"
Wei Zehui was a little puzzled, "If you can't tell, I think you're not in the right state, why? Filming with He Zheng and Yang Youming is very stressful?"
This time Xia Xingcheng did not answer.
Wei Zehui smiled and felt that he had found the reason. He put his arms around Xia Xingcheng's shoulders and said, "Then you shouldn't decompress. Have you seen that beautiful woman over there? Now I'm on the same crew as me. Is it your type?"
The word "decompression" touched Xia Xingcheng. For so long, the two most heavy words in his heart were pressure, and sometimes he felt that he was forced to breathe. So after hearing Yang Youming's suggestion to let him try to live as Fang Jiyuan, in order to relieve the pressure, he tried his best to do it.
Every morning when he wakes up, he tells himself that he is Fang Jianyuan, not the Xia Xingcheng who has existed in the world for twenty-four years.
Is it right to do so
Wei Zehui handed him a glass of wine.
Xia Xingcheng reached out and took it, without thinking about it, he drank the entire glass of wine. Alcohol can reduce stress, although not necessarily a good way at this time.
The girl Wei Zehui said had long hair and had a very pure appearance. She sat on the sofa and casually drank alone. She was indeed the type that Xia Xingcheng would like.
After being in the group and filming for so long, at this moment, Xia Xingcheng felt a throbbing in his body. He picked up a glass of wine again and walked towards the girl.
The next morning, Xia Xingcheng was woken up by the phone ringing. He opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the familiar hotel room.
The head still hurts a bit, the aftermath of drinking too much alcohol last night. He raised his hand to rub his forehead, but accidentally bumped into the person beside him.
The girl beside her murmured.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly woke up.
The assistant called again to urge him to get up.
Xia Xingcheng got up in a hurry, and at the same time called the girl who hadn't woken up, urging her to leave with him.
When he opened the door, the girl walked in front, Xia Xingcheng was about to close the door in the back, but she suddenly turned around and hugged his neck, saying, "Brother Xiao Xing, do you remember my name?"
Xia Xingcheng actually couldn't remember, he smiled perfunctorily and said, "Of course I remember, your name is baby."
The girl said, "Nonsense!"
At this time, the door of the next room suddenly opened, and Yang Youming came out from inside, seeing this scene.