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Gong Fan noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Xing recently. For example, he was wearing a bright green sweatshirt today.
"What's the matter with your clothes?" Gong Fan looked blinded, "It's not your style."
"Leave it alone."
Jiang Xing put on his sunglasses and went to the airport to "blow up the streets".
After the photos came out, Jiang Xing¡¯s fans praised him for being so handsome.
Hong Duanduan¡¯s fans are very eye-catching: they have the same style as our Duanduan. . .
This is not the only thing that is wrong with Jiang Xing.
Gong Fan was already extremely busy, but when Jiang Xing called him to his home, he took it easy and watched a reality show at home.
He raised his chin and pointed at the TV: "Please contact me, I want to be on this show."
"How can you have time for reality shows?"
He glanced over, like an ice knife.
Gong Fan gave up: "Okay, okay, I'll contact you."
Gong Fan was so busy that he didn¡¯t notice that it was a reality show in which Hong Duanduan was a regular guest.
Jiang Xing later went there twice more.
At the end of the year, director Feng Tian invited Jiang Xing to play the role. It was a very good script, and the subject matter was easy to win awards.
"Have you read the script I sent you last week?" Gong Fan has already read it himself, and he is personally very satisfied. "How is it? Are you interested?"
Jiang Xing has a scene later and needs to shoot the sunrise. It¡¯s only around four in the morning.
He didn¡¯t have enough sleep. He closed his eyes and said languidly, ¡°It¡¯s not bad.¡±
Gong Fan knew that he was very picky about the script. If he said it was okay, it meant it was very good.
"Then I'll pick it up for you."
He hummed, thought of something again, and opened his eyes: "I have a condition."
"What?"
¡°Delete the intimate scene.¡±
Gong Fan turned around, looking surprised.
There is a sex scene in this script, but Director Feng¡¯s intimate scenes always focus more on atmosphere and are not very large in scale.
"That's not true," Gong Fan said, "You are a professional actor." And he is a male actor.
The film and television industry is more tolerant of male actors than actresses. Let alone such specious intimate scenes, it doesn't matter even if more is exposed.
"As for."
Jiang Xing closed his eyes after speaking and did not explain.
To be honest, Gong Fan felt that it was very inappropriate. If he rejected the script on the grounds that he would not shoot intimate scenes, it would be fine if they agreed. If they did not reach an agreement, if the reputation of not shooting intimate scenes spread out, it would be very harmful to Jiang Xing. Future dramas and film and television resources will have some impact.
Gong Fan asked: "Give me a reason not to shoot."
He was so tired that he said in a lazy voice, "I have a girlfriend."
What reason is this? Which actor with a girlfriend would reject a script that is likely to win an award for such a reason?
Gong Fan advised: "It's not true. How can a fake love sacrifice so much?"
The street light quickly retreated. Jiang Xing opened his eyes and looked at the ice and snow outside the car window. He seemed to be in a good mood. The shadows of trees in his eyes were reflected on the glass, which was full of spring.
"Take this opportunity to set up a loving relationship for me."
Gong Fan felt incredible: "You have changed. You never had a character before."
The character design behind it was not established, but the intimate scene was deleted after all.
In addition to the above, there is another thing that makes Gong Fan find it incredible.
There was a party that day, Jiang Xing went out, and when he came back to the dressing room, his face smelled like something.
¡°What¡¯s wrong, who hired you?¡±
He threw a crumpled paper ball on the table: "I heard that Xiao Ji has an endorsement contract that is about to expire."
"What endorsement?" Gong Fan picked up the paper ball and opened it.
It was a page torn from a magazine. There was a photo of Xiao Ji on it. In the photo, Xiao Ji was wearing very little.
"Underwear?" Gong Fan had an ominous premonition, "You want to endorse this?"
"Um."
""
Last month, Xiao not only endorsed a car, but Jiang Xing turned around and accepted a car endorsement. Gong Fan didn¡¯t know where his desire to win came from. Although this underwear brand is also a big name, the male artist who endorses the underwear It's really not much. When Xiao Ji accepted the endorsement, he was negatively influenced by many marketing accounts.
Where does the desire to win come from?
Ten minutes ago, Yang Youlan returned from the bathroomCome and see that Hong Duanduan hasn't changed into his dress yet.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go change your clothes?"
Hong Duanduan held a magazine in his hand: "Look at Xiao Ji's body."
Yang Youlan: ""
The photo of Xiao Ji endorsing underwear was printed in the magazine.
Looking at the photo of his idol wearing only underwear, Hong Duanduan's eyes flashed: "My idol has a good figure and is so sexy."
Yang Youlan didn't look at it: "Wipe your saliva and go change clothes quickly."
Hong Duanduan reluctantly closed the magazine and went to change clothes. Yang Youlan was called out.
The dressing room door was open. Jiang Xing went in, tore out Xiao Ji's page from the magazine, crumpled it into a ball and took it away.
In the end, Jiang Xing took over Xiao Ji's position as he wished and became the spokesperson for a certain underwear.
When choosing photos, he asked Gong Fan: "Do I have a good figure?"
Gong Fan was confused: "What's wrong with you?"
"Is it sexy?"
Gong Fan almost thought he was being spotted: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Jiang Xing pointed at the photo on the computer, his eyes motionless. He was wearing a burgundy suit, looking like a polite scum: "Do I have a good figure? Am I sexy?"
The air conditioner was on in the room, but there was still air-conditioning coming in from the trouser legs, and it was so cold that Gong Fan gave a thumbs up.
"Compared to Xiao Ji?"
Here we go again, this damn desire to win.
Gong Fan mechanically and emotionlessly praised: "Of course you have a better figure and are sexier."
At this point, Gong Fan has already seen some signs.
In mid-March, Xiao Ji¡¯s movie was released.
Hong Duanduan posted on Weibo to support: I cried when I watched it, Teacher Xiao Ji¡¯s acting skills were so good!
¡¾I also cried and became a fool weighing 120 pounds¡¿
¡¾I¡¯m going to brag about my brother¡¯s acting skills, hurry up and watch it, it won¡¯t be a loss in watching the movie¡¿
¡¾The venue is reserved again¡¿
Hong Duanduan replied to this comment: [Yeah, yeah]
?Subsequently, it attracted a large wave of black fans.
¡¾You are sick, right? Xiao Ji Xiao Ji every day, I have never seen Jiang Xing¡¯s movie promoted so hard by you¡¿
¡¾Iron-hardened idol, flirtatious boyfriend¡¿
¡¾Jiang Xing: If you want to live a decent life, you must always wear some green on your head¡¿
¡¾Jiang Xing and I must have broken up, it¡¯s been a long time since the two of them were together¡¿
¡¾Daily question: Did Jiang Xing and Hong Duanduan break up today? ¡¿
¡¾¡¡¡¿
Jiang Xing exited Hong Duanduan¡¯s Weibo: ¡°Do you have a way to buy through the manuscript?¡±
Gong Fan was on the phone. He covered the receiver: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Buy me some."
""
Jiang Xing had never bought this thing before. Gong Fan asked what kind of draft he wanted to buy.
He didn¡¯t say anything, he got up and went back to the bedroom, closing the door.
There is a vertical calendar placed on the bedside table. On the calendar is Hong Duanduan¡¯s Q-version avatar, which is a peripheral produced by her fan support club.
They haven¡¯t seen each other for sixteen days.
The first person in the address book was Hong Duanduan, so he called.
"Hello."
"It's me, your brother Jiang."
Hong Duanduan: "" I want to hit him.
The pen on the table is also Hong Duanduan's peripheral. He holds the pen and pokes the little person on the calendar: "Let's meet."
Hong Duanduan is still in the studio: "I've been very busy filming for the past two days."
Jiang Xing hummed and hung up.
Hong Duanduan filmed until after eight o'clock and didn't get home until almost ten o'clock.
The assistant sent her back: "Go to rest early, I will pick you up tomorrow."
She got out of the car: "Bye."
"Bye."
The assistant drove away. Hong Duanduan was in a good mood and walked towards the door of his house humming a song.
Someone came out from behind the tree: "Hong Duanduan."
Hong Duanduan jumped back a big step. After seeing the other person clearly, he patted his chest and said, "I was shocked." It was her nemesis, "Why are you here?"
"I'm not as busy as you," Jiang Xing took off his mask, and the moon reflected his shadow on the door of Hong Duanduan's house, "I'm free."
If the mountain doesn¡¯t come, it¡¯s up to him. If it¡¯s left, it¡¯s up to the mountain.
"What do you find me for?"
Fake love is a very wise decision, it gives Jiang Xing a reason to come to see her.
She didn¡¯t understand, and he didn¡¯t dare to venture in: ¡°I came to do business with you.¡±
The fairy who was forced to open her business again was unhappy: ¡°Didn¡¯t we take photos a few days ago?¡±
Hong Duanduan always dared not look into Jiang Xing's eyes. She didn't know whether he was too aggressive or too unpredictable. She felt panicked when he looked at her.
"Every time there are only photos, you are stupid to be a reporter."
She wrinkled her beautiful brows and said a little bit fiercely: "What else should I do?"
A handful of moonlight slanted down, and the two shadows on the ground slowly approached. The wind noticed and blew the leaves onto her shoulders, giving Jiang Xing a reason to get closer.
The toe of the canvas shoes was only a dozen centimeters away from the toe of the high-heeled shoes. He reached out and picked up the fallen leaves on her shoulders: "I'm staying the night."
His shadow completely enveloped her. He didn't have the habit of using perfume, so Hong Duanduan only smelled the scent of shower gel.
She came to the conclusion that he had taken a shower before coming. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)p; The fairy who was forced to open business again was unhappy: "Didn't we take photos a few days ago?"
Hong Duanduan always dared not look into Jiang Xing's eyes. She didn't know whether he was too aggressive or too unpredictable. She felt panicked when he looked at her.
"Every time there are only photos, you are stupid to be a reporter."
She wrinkled her beautiful brows and said a little bit fiercely: "What else should I do?"
A handful of moonlight slanted down, and the two shadows on the ground slowly approached. The wind noticed and blew the leaves onto her shoulders, giving Jiang Xing a reason to get closer.
The toe of the canvas shoes was only a dozen centimeters away from the toe of the high-heeled shoes. He reached out and picked up the fallen leaves on her shoulders: "I'm staying the night."
His shadow completely enveloped her. He didn't have the habit of using perfume, so Hong Duanduan only smelled the scent of shower gel.
She came to the conclusion that he had taken a shower before coming. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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