Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 85 85.Another injured person

"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"

The doorbell outside the house woke up Chen Li'an directly. The sunlight outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains and shone brightly on the floor.

Chen Li'an squinted his eyes for a while, and when he heard the doorbell was still ringing, he got up from the bed to see who was disturbing his dream so early in the morning!

After putting on his nightgown and leaving the bedroom, Chen Li'an glanced at the stairs on the third floor. Zhang Guorong and Mr. Tang hadn't gotten up yet, so why didn't they wake up?

Chen Li'an ran downstairs and opened the door, and saw a tall woman standing at the door. She was wearing sunglasses and a hat, so she couldn't tell who she was.

The person outside the door was a little surprised when he saw that it was Chen Li'an who opened the door. He checked the house number and then asked in surprise: "Who are you? Where's my brother?"

Chen Li'an took a closer look and recognized the woman outside the door. It was Nie Xiaoqian.

"Brother is still sleeping." Chen Li'an explained, then he felt a little inappropriate and added: "With Mr. Tang."

Wang Zuxian was startled for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Chen Li'an's words. She couldn't help laughing, her gloomy mood improved a little, and then she coughed and said, "I am Wang Zuxian, I am here to see my brother."

"Yes, I recognized it." Chen Li'an turned sideways and said, "Come in and sit for a while. They should be getting up soon."

Wang Zuxian hummed and walked in with long legs.

After entering the living room, Chen Li'an poured a glass of water for Wang Zuxian, then took the initiative to introduce himself and said: "My name is Chen Li'an, I am also a friend of my brother, and I am from mainland China."

Wang Zuxian nodded and held the cup and said: "I heard it, your Cantonese is very poor, you can speak Mandarin."

Listening to Wang Zuxian's Mandarin accent, Chen Li'an realized that this was someone who could speak Mandarin.

It was easy to communicate in Mandarin. Chen Li'an sat casually on the sofa without realizing that the collar of his nightgown was too open.

Wang Zuxian took off her sunglasses and glanced at Chen Li'an's chest. She hesitated for a moment but didn't say a word to remind him. It was really embarrassing.

Both of them sat on the sofa in silence, not knowing what to say. Zhang Guorong and Mr. Tang didn't know when they would wake up.

After a while, Chen Li'an broke the silence and asked: "Are you in a hurry to find your brother? I'll help you wake him up."

"No need." Wang Zuxian said quickly: "I have nothing to do. Let's wait until he gets up."

Chen Li'an looked at Wang Zuxian's haggard face and raised his eyebrows, remembering the gossip he had seen in the newspaper before. This person seemed to have been scolded.

I should have come to see Leslie Cheung today for comfort. After all, she was a female star being scolded by names like that, and no one could stand it.

However, it is hard to say whether the gossip news is true or false. Who knows the specific situation, but there are many scandals involving these female stars in Xiangjiang, even worse than those from mainland China.

The water in the entertainment industry is really muddy, Chen Li'an sighed inwardly. He was about to cross his legs before he realized that he was wearing a nightgown. If one leg was lifted up, the other leg would also be exposed.

"You sit down for a while, I'll go change clothes." Chen Lian put down the legs he had just raised, gathered his nightgown, stood up and went upstairs.

Wang Zuxian looked at the back of Chen Li'an going upstairs, feeling relieved, and then couldn't help but wonder who this person was and why he was at his brother's house.

When Chen Li'an returned to the bedroom, he casually put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, washed his face and was about to go downstairs. After thinking about it, he went upstairs and knocked on Zhang Guorong's door.

"Brother, are you up?" Chen Li'an shouted from outside the door.

After a while, Zhang Guorong's hoarse voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

"Wang Zuxian is here, waiting for you downstairs." Chen Li'an replied leaning against the door.

The room was quiet for two seconds before Zhang Guorong's voice came out: "I know, I'll go down right away, please help me entertain."

Chen Li'an hummed and went downstairs.

After Wang Zuxian saw Chen Li'an change his clothes and come down, she looked at him carefully. Chen Li'an was a little naked in his nightgown just now, but she didn't even take a close look at Chen Li'an's appearance.

Now when I took a closer look, I realized that Chen Li'an was very handsome and very tall, so I couldn't help but take a second look.

Seeing that the water in front of Wang Zuxian was not moving, Chen Li'an took the initiative and said, "Brother is up. Do you want to make you a cup of coffee?"

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Li'an stood in front of the coffee machine and tinkered. While waiting for the coffee, he looked back at Wang Zuxian's delicate face. Even though he was very haggard now, it was still stunning.

Nie Xiaoqian was the goddess in many people's dreams. When Chen Li'an was in his teens, he was really shocked when he watched A Chinese Ghost Story.

This is really a good era, and those amazing women who have passed the time are still in their prime.

Chen Li'an's eyes fell on Wang Zuxian, which made her a little uncomfortable. There was such an unabashed "scrutiny".

Just when Wang Zuxian was about to find a topic, Zhang Guorong came down from upstairs.

Chen Li'an glanced at Zhang Guorong, then poured two cups of coffee and brought them over, saying to them: "You guys chat, I'm out."

Wang Zuxian came to Zhang Guorong to say something in private. Chen Li'an is not so ignorant that it is embarrassing here.

Zhang Guorong took the coffee and took a sip. He looked at Chen Li'an with some surprise and said, "The coffee you brew is great, much better than mine. Tomorrow"

"Don't try to fool me into making coffee for you every day." Chen Lian interrupted Leslie Cheung directly, nodded at Wang Zuxian, and ran upstairs.

After a while, Chen Li'an, fully dressed, came down again with a camera. Zhang Guorong couldn't help but asked, "Do you want to take a photo with Zu Xian? I'll take it for you."

Chen Li settled down for a moment. He planned to go out and continue to take pictures of Xiangjiang and create a group of works. He recently walked around the city for a long time and discovered many different scenery. The theme was determined, which was the exquisite pigeon cage.

But in front of Wang Zuxian, Chen Li'an couldn't say no, it was too disrespectful.

"Okay, I really like the movie you guys shot together." Chen Li'an handed the camera to Zhang Guorong without changing his expression.

Leslie Cheung took the camera with a smile and directed Chen Li'an to sit down.

"Sit next to Zu Xian, and I will take pictures for you." Leslie Cheung fiddled with the camera in his hand, and said with some pride: "Let you see how my skills are, they are definitely no worse than you, an artist."

Chen Li'an twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering where Zhang Guorong's confidence came from.

However, Wang Zuxian keenly caught the word artist and gave Chen Li'an a strange look, but still cooperated and leaned towards Chen Li'an and forced out a smile.

"Okay, look at the camera, Zu Xian should smile happily." Leslie Cheung looked at Wang Zuxian's smile through the camera and couldn't help but said: "Li An is so handsome, why do you smile so ugly."

Wang Zuxian's smile fell, and she adjusted her expression helplessly.

Click!

Zhang Guorong quickly pressed the shutter, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "There is no way to surpass Li'an now."

Chen Li'an stood up angrily, took the camera from Leslie Cheung's hand and said, "You can't take pictures."

After saying that, Chen Li'an turned to Wang Zuxian and quickly pressed the shutter, taking a picture of her frowning slightly, which gave her a poignant feeling of Nie Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple.

Zhang Guorong said with some dissatisfaction: "The shots you took are definitely not as good as mine. You can compare them after you develop them."

"Then you wait." Chen Li'an glanced at Zhang Guorong, who was unconvinced, then put the lens cap on and said, "I'm going out. I'll be back in the afternoon. You don't have to wait for me to eat at noon."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Guorong asked.

"Do art!"

Chen Li'an said one sentence without looking back and disappeared into the living room.

After Wang Zuxian saw Chen Li'an riding his bicycle through the floor-to-ceiling window, he turned to look at Zhang Guorong and asked: "Brother, who is he?"

"My friend, the artist is here. Didn't he introduce himself?" Zhang Guorong said as he moved his stiff neck.

Zhang Guorong now does not mention his identity as an actor when introducing Chen Li'an to the outside world. In his opinion, it is better to be an artist, and actors are the least valuable in Hong Kong.

Wang Zuxian nodded and asked curiously: "Photographer?"

"He can do everything, including painting, photography and performance art. He is very good at everything." Zhang Guorong sat down and said something, then turned to look at Wang Zuxian and said: "Don't be curious about him, otherwise you will That’s it.”

Zhang Guorong saw with his own eyes how Chen Li'an seduced Mr. Zhou and Gong Li, as well as Cheng Meiren, who was captured after only two meetings.

Wang Zuxian was not that curious at first, but she became even more curious when she heard Zhang Guorong say this. But now she has no intention of talking about others. She is already worried about her own affairs, so she suppresses her curiosity in her heart.

Seeing that Wang Zuxian did not ask further questions, Zhang Guorong thought she had heard it, so he said: "If you don't mention him anymore, what are you going to do next? I told you a long time ago not to get too close to Young Master Lin. I can't stop you now." It’s time.”

Wang Zuxian frowned and felt resentful that she didn't listen to Leslie Cheung. Now that the whole of Xiangjiang was laughing at her, and she still couldn't get rid of that person, she really didn't know what to do.

Zhang Guorong leaned on the sofa and looked at Wang Zuxian and said: "Go outside and relax. No one will remember it after a while. It's just a good opportunity to get rid of Young Master Lin."

Wang Zuxian sighed and said, "It's the same when I go back to Wanwan, unless I go abroad."

"Then why don't you go to the mainland with me?" Zhang Guorong took a sip of coffee and continued: "Chen Li'an invited me to see an art exhibition. Come with me to the capital to relax."

Wang Zuxian hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was really no place to go alone, so it would be better to go to the mainland with Zhang Guorong to relax.

"Okay then, when are you going to go?"

Zhang Guorong grabbed his hair, paused and said, "Look at Li An, it's probably just for the next few days."

"Then I'll go back and prepare."

"Don't leave. We'll play mahjong when Li'an comes back. Why don't you hide and cry alone when you go home and win some money from me?"

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Two chapters and six thousand, done.