The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

After treating the wound, Zhang Xingxing was not in a hurry to go back. Xiang Ling didn't like the smell of hospital medicine, so they found a very ordinary food stall and sat down for lunch.

Zhang Xingxing has never eaten at a roadside stall since he came to work in Lingmei. Xiang Ling was different. He used to be busy with business during the day and had no time to eat. The roadside stall was still open, and when it was relatively early, he would find a seat to sit down, order something to eat, hang around for a while after eating, and get rid of the smell on his body, so as not to let Yun Tian find fault when he went home.

Zhang Xingxing was not born noble, and he had eaten at roadside stalls when he was a student, so he didn't dislike the environment of a large shed with a few plastic stools, so he beckoned the waiter to order.

"I want forty skewers of mutton and squid, twenty skewers of chicken wings, and beer, um, four bottles. By the way, do you have snowflake chicken tenders at home? Let me have a plate."

Xiang Ling didn't understand why he ordered so much, and said amusedly, "Can you eat so much after ordering?"

The surface of the bench under Zhang Xingxing's butt was broken, so he glanced left and right and sat down on the unoccupied plastic stool next door.

"It's delicious. I'm afraid it's not enough. Besides, you don't want to eat. If you don't have enough, order more."

Xiang Ling shook his head: "Forget it, I'll just eat a little, and the rest is yours."

Asking about the scent wafting from the booth, Zhang Xingxing rubbed his hands excitedly, and said, "Otherwise, why are you in such a good figure, and your face is also pretty."

This body is recognized as a handsome man. From the very beginning, when he was glamorous, he was accompanied by words of praise such as good-looking facial features and good appearance. Xiang Ling knew this well enough that everyone later looked at him. I'm a little depressed, when will beauty not replace everything in this world.

People who are good-looking can be forgiven. Xiang Ling didn't feel the charm of this sentence at all when he was in Lingmei.

"Really? They haven't given me a good face, don't you have such an idea?"

Zhang Xingxing slapped the table suddenly, and his eyebrows were furious: "They are sick, okay. Jealousy makes them jealous. A Jiang, you are so good, so naturally people are jealous, but I know it all well. They said I don’t believe a word of it, and I could never think like them.”

Bitch, coquettish, and stalking, these words seem to have become Xiang Ling's symbols. People who don't know Xiang Ling don't comment, and those who know the inside story must feel that these words are not cruel enough. It should be said that Xiang Ling has no place to be ashamed and kills himself.

Zhang Xingxing stared into Xiang Ling's eyes, and said sincerely: "A Jiang, I really think you are very good, don't you plan to leave Lingmei, this place is not suitable for you."

Surrounded by mountains and seas, surrounded by thorns, and surrounded by swords, they stabbed Xiang Ling's body one by one. Zhang Xingxing felt pain when he saw it, but Xiang Ling seemed not to feel it, and stabbed each of the swords that stabbed him one by one. The root is pulled out, snapped off, thrown on the ground, and moved on.

Never thought about leaving?Is it because of fate's injustice to this body and wants to get back to the game, or because of the stubbornness of not admitting defeat, or because of other things, Xiang Ling doesn't know, he doesn't understand, or there are all these factors, he wants to stay .

"Life must go through some setbacks, otherwise there may be no meaning."

"But what's the point? For what? Frustration is nothing, but I know you can't abuse yourself."

Zhang Xingxing was about to jump up excitedly. He always felt that Xiang Ling shouldn't be bullied by others. If it's a big deal, he would leave. If no one loves him, he should love himself.

Xiang Ling said: "In your eyes, am I humiliating myself?"

Zhang Xingxing didn't say a word, but his eyes gave him away.

"You don't know that if I don't hurt enough, I won't turn back. I have to find a reason to leave. These are not enough. In the eyes of outsiders, even a little finger is inferior!"

Xiang Ling stayed, but deep in his heart he didn't want to leave, but if he left now, the wind and the sea would be calm, and the rumors from the outside world would never stop. He had to find a reason, and the price of this reason was bruises all over his body.

The waiter brought the dishes ordered by the two of them, and was frightened by their frozen atmosphere, put down the plate, hurriedly said please take it slowly, and ran away in small steps.

"Why?" Zhang Xingxing asked after a long time.

Xiang Ling's nose was a little sour, but he picked up a skewer and put it in his mouth to divert his mind.

Why didn't Zhang Xingxing get an answer? Xiang Ling didn't say anything, just ate with his head down. He ordered four bottles of beer, and he drank three and a half bottles. In fact, he didn't say anything. Never said it, just kept it in my heart.

Xiang Ling and Zhang Xingxing missed a day's work, and the financial department naturally deducted a day's salary from them, but the two didn't care, and were even a little happy.

Zhang Xingxing sent Xiang Ling home and stayed at his house all night. It hadn't been so easy for a long time. Zhang Xingxing pestered Xiang Ling to play games with him. Xiang Ling didn't refuse. He played a shooting game with him, single-row sparring, Every time Xiang Ling wins, Zhang Xingxing is so angry that he is sure that he has cheated.

Xiang Ling was very wronged, he didn't use cheats at all, it was a matter of IQ.

When going to work the next day, Ji Ruohe made a phone call to Xiang Ling before going out as usual, and then asked him to drive to pick her up.

When they arrived at Ji Ruohe's residence, the housekeeper had seen Xiang Ling more than a dozen times. When he saw him coming, he would lead him into the door without asking any questions, and then retreat respectfully.

Ji Ruohe was standing on the roof of the villa this time. There was a small vegetable garden on the roof, which was planted with a piece of green. The vegetables were the most recognizable, and of course there was coriander, which Xiang Ling didn't like the most.

The roof area is large, and in the center is an umbrella canopy made of pointed umbrella tops, and silver-painted tables and chairs are placed underneath.

Luxurious and noble.

Ji Ruohe asked him to come and sit, Xiang Ling sat down, and called Mr. Ji.

Ji Ruohe took a sip of the red wine, glanced at the white gauze protruding from Xiang Ling's cuff, and said, "Are your arms hurt?"

Xiang Ling said lightly, "It's not in the way."

What happened yesterday, Ji Ruohe knew something from the people below. Those people made a lot of hype about Xiang Ling's assault, but they didn't admit their mistakes, but they were scolded.

"Be careful and give you a few days off."

Xiang Ling said: "Thank you, Mr. Ji, but there's no need for it. In the last 20 days or so, the crew has wrapped up and there are a lot of things to be busy."

Ji Ruohe didn't say much. "Alright, take a rest."

Afterwards, the two said some unnutritious polite words, and Ji Ruohe asked Xiang Ling to drive him to the company.

After sending the person to the company, Xiang Ling turned directly to the production crew. Since the last time there was a situation where the director was locked in the prop room maliciously, the entire production crew was secretly rectified by Ji Ruohe, and he directly obeyed Ji Ruohe himself, acting as a demon to fight Few people dared to do so.

The crew is harmonious, and the shooting progress is fast. The last ending will be finished. The nearly three months of shooting have gathered the hard work of every crew member, and Xiang Ling is most concerned. If it ends successfully and broadcasts smoothly, he In Lingmei, there will be no problems. On the contrary, if he packs up and leaves, the garbage left behind will accompany him for the rest of his life.

The crew's microblog push has also increased in recent days because not all actors have finished filming at the same time, and the official post of each character's filming will express the reluctance for the role and the hard work of the actors.

Perhaps it is because of the frequent tweets on Weibo that many partners have come to Xiang Ling for cooperation recently, and Xiang Ling has more entertainment at night. Minutes later he got up and left.

The eyes are not real, the motives are not pure.

Cooperation is basically useless.

So he still chooses to make friends at some social gatherings, cooperate if he can talk about cooperation, and break up if he can't talk about it.

This time, Xiang Ling came to a public welfare foundation with the theme of green environmental protection. Everyone who came here was a famous person. Xiang Ling donated money and chatted with those rich people. Among them was a person named Lin Xuan , in his thirties, with an elite look, held a glass of red wine and invited Xiang Ling to have a drink.

The two chatted very happily, Lin Xu'an suggested: "It's too noisy here, why not find a quiet place to continue chatting."

Xiang Ling felt that this person was very particular about his speech and conversation, and he was not bad-looking, so he followed him.Unexpectedly, when I walked halfway, my body felt something wrong.

His footsteps were sloppy, phantom images frequently appeared when looking at things, and his head was a little dizzy. Xiang Ling's heart suddenly beat, he raised his hand, and he couldn't see the shape clearly.

There was something in the red wine Lin Xuan gave.

Realizing this, Xiang Ling ran in the opposite direction without saying a word. Lin Xu'an pretended to call his name from behind, taking his time, making sure that he couldn't run away.

Indeed, Xiang Ling's feet were weak, and it took him a lot of strength to walk a few steps.

Lin Xuan's black leather shoes stopped in front of his eyes, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to him, and said, "You are tired, come home with me."

Xiang Ling took a few short breaths, and with the strength he didn't know, he pushed his hand away suddenly, and ran outside like a headless chicken, staggering, stumbling, and saw Ji Ruohe in a daze.

As usual many times, Duan Kongqing stood beside Ji Ruohe.

Xiang Ling didn't care much, the first thought in his mind was to run in the direction of Ji Ruohe.

He almost knelt in front of Ji Ruohe, and said to him weakly: "Take me away——"

Lin Xu'an, who was behind him, came over politely, smiled politely at Ji Ruohe, then took Xiang Ling's arm, pulled him up, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Boss Ji, the child was naughty and disturbed you."

Lin Xu'an held Xiang Ling's shoulder tightly, pinching him so painfully, Xiang Ling's delusional desire to ask for help still did not flinch, even though there was no way, he only had the choice not to go with him.

"Stop." Ji Ruohe stopped Lin Xu'an.

The latter took a few steps forward, pulled Xiang Ling out of his arms, and pulled him into his arms, saying, "Who is your child!"

The two parties confronted each other in business dealings, secretly full of murderous intent, but on the surface they always maintained due courtesy, just like Lin Xu'an did to Ji Ruohe, but the tone of adults teaching children like this has not yet appeared in business transactions. Like Ji Ruohe.

He held Xiang Ling in his arms, and Xiang Ling was limp, with no strength in his body, like a well-behaved kitten, without minions, extremely docile.

Under the crowd, Ji Ruohe took Xiang Ling away from the scene, leaving behind Duan Kongqing with an expressionless face.

Tomorrow's gossip should start again.