C19

Five minutes ago, his roommate had sent him a message instead of playing with his phone. Sent to Feng Yi.

There's a star aura that's really easy to deal with. You can just find someone and use them as a spy." What's more, a halo like Feng Yi's had already reached a dazzling degree. With Feng Yi's current status and position, who wouldn't want to be friends with him in this industry?

But who had given him his current status?

Cheng Xirong almost vomited the milk he drank in the morning as he watched him politely greeting his roommates. The moment he lost his composure was the moment of anger. No matter what, he had to maintain his gentle and considerate image and not reveal any flaws.

This was his biggest selling point, and it was to tie Cheng Xirong up in order to make him eat more.

That was why he didn't want to split up. Cheng Xirong refused to come home, refused to answer his phone, and refused to meet with him. He shamelessly chased after Cheng Xirong to the film crew. On the surface, he was a spy. He brought a letter to the staff and secretly begged Cheng Xirong to not cut off his path.

Let's not talk about the breakup. Let's not talk about the matter between him and Zhou Sheng. He just said he was wrong and begged Cheng Xirong to let him go.

From that moment onwards, Cheng Xirong felt that this man that he had been with day and night was terrifyingly unfamiliar.

His roommate was sent out. Feng Yi pulled up a chair close to him and sat down, clutching his cane, the lines on his arm taut. He was nervous. When Cheng Xirong realized this fact, he felt a little better. Feng Yi has never been a strong person, in the bed also along with Cheng Xirong, in and out mainly based on Cheng Xirong's feelings.

When the two of them were together, even though it was Feng Yi, the leading one was always Cheng Xirong.

With this, Feng Yi will hesitate. Cheng Xirong leaned on the table and didn't say anything. Fu Zhou put the soy milk back and wiped his mouth with a tissue. Obviously, he paid more attention to Cheng Xirong than him. He should be on his guard after beating up this superstar.

Thinking about beating him up, Cheng Xirong couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Zhou had a paralyzed face and dissatisfaction could be seen in his eyes. Cheng Xirong coughed dryly as he readied his expression of ridicule.

It was Feng Yi who spoke first: "Where is that piece of jade?"

He had thought that the first question he would ask would still be "Who exactly are you?" It seemed that he had indeed calmed down. Pann Nanxing's resume was easy to find and there were no complicated hidden problems. With Zhou Sheng's help, he could get his hands on Pann Nanxing very quickly. However, he still failed to grasp the crux of the matter, causing others to feel pity.

Cheng Xirong pursed his lips and frankly admitted: "It's in my hands."

Feng Yi's expression changed instantly.

Fu Zhou stood up without batting an eyelid, raised his hand and pushed down on the top of his hat.

Cheng Xirong retorted, "Are you planning to rob me?"

Feng Yi swallowed his saliva, barely able to keep his voice normal as he asked, "When did he give it to you?"

"Two months ago. If he can get a piece of good jade, he can find a master to make it for me. I liked it. I asked him if it was expensive and if I could afford to make a movie. He was in high spirits, so he gave it to me. " Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else you want to know?"

"Interested?" Feng Yi whispered, and raised his voice to ask, "You said he's in a good mood?"

"Is there any reason for him to be unhappy?"

Feng Yi gritted his teeth and continued to ask: "What else did he tell you?"

"That night?" Cheng Xirong thought for a moment. "He said he will take me to film in the future and introduce me to the directors and producers he knows."

Feng Yi stood up abruptly with a ferocious expression as if he was about to pounce over. The first thing Fu Zhou did was to stand in front of Cheng Xirong. He picked up a chair with one hand and opened it up with a vigorous and vigorous momentum.

Under the influence of Fu Zhou, Cheng Xirong paused for two seconds before stepping out from behind him. He calmly looked over and said, "He also said that it would be harder for someone to just enter the industry. But there was no need to be afraid. As long as he put on a good act, there was no need to think about anything else. He held on for me. Whether it's the box office or the viewership ratings, there's no problem. "

Feng Yi's entire body trembled. His injured leg twitched continuously, but he didn't seem to feel anything. He growled, "What did you say?"

Cheng Xirong: "Didn't you ask that? Don't you want to know? "

Feng Yi fell a chair and spun around on the spot: "This is impossible..." "That's impossible!" He raised his hand to wipe his face, took a deep breath and forced back his tears. "I have read your information before, you have not interacted with him at all, not even a little!" You want to be famous? You want to use this opportunity to get angry? "

Cheng Xirong shrugged, "It's fine if you think so."

Feng Yi nervously rushed forward a step, but was stopped by Fu Zhou in his tracks. He then scratched his head and said, "Give me that piece of jade! Whatever you want! Do you want fire? Or a male lead, you name it! "As long as you give me that piece of jade."

Cheng Xirong laughed and did not say a word.

Fu Zhou shook his head. "Feng Yi, not good."

With that, he turned around and asked Cheng Xirong: "Have you gotten enough?"

Cheng Xirong rolled another two sets of clothes and stuffed them into his backpack before grabbing the medicine bottle on the table. Fu Zhou told Cheng Xirong to pass through from the other side. Feng Yi refused to give up and wanted to catch up with him. Cheng Xirong turned around and shook his phone.

Feng Yi was stunned.

Cheng Xirong: "As long as you don't bother me anymore, I can guarantee that these videos won't leak out — you probably don't want others to see how angry you are."

Outside the dorm, Fu Zhou led Cheng Xirong back to the car and turned on the air conditioner. "What did you shoot?"

"Nothing."

Fu Zhou was silent for a moment, and then said depressingly: "Should I say something about what just happened?"

"No, thank you."

Fu Zhou answered with an "oh". After a long time, he still couldn't hold it in and said, "I'm starting to doubt your relationship with Cheng Xirong more and more. Do you know what Cheng Xirong told you? "

Those words didn't exist, so they didn't mean anything. The problem was Feng Yi, ten years ago, he heard the same words.

Fu Zhou: "That's how Feng Yi came out. Cheng Xirong just opened the box office for him, supported the viewership ratings, brought him to meet people, and paved the way for him." This knife of yours is really stuck in Liu Tie's flesh. "

Cheng Xirong said slowly, "I just want him to get hurt. Feng Yi is more curious than he thought. "

The two of them stayed in the car for ten minutes before calming down. Fu Zhou said, "If Feng Yi can find you, so can those entertainment records. You can't stay in the dormitory. "Come to my place."

Cheng Xirong retorted, "Can you buy me a bed?"

Fu Zhou: "... The mattress. "

Cheng Xirong: "Deal."

Cheng Xirong took a deep breath, as if he was about to spit out all the pent-up air in his body: "Drive, I'll take you somewhere."

"You're not waiting for Su Minglin anymore?"

Cheng Xirong pinched the Dark Jade Pi Xiu. "This is more important."