It's hard to tease a gold master

--living room

Chi Zheng's expression was a bit ugly, he looked like he was blown out, and he looked a little sad.

After hearing what Wang Zhao said, Chi Zheng gritted his teeth: "He Xichuan, that scumbag!"

At the same time, he immediately turned his head to glance at An Fang: "Your body is really fine."

Wang Zhao rubbed his fingers: "At that time, Mr. Yi immediately sent him abroad to undergo the operation immediately. It stands to reason that he should be awake after the operation. The doctor also said that there was no problem with his body function. Who knew he was still lying down?" Over a year."

He glanced at An Fang, "When he woke up, Mr. Yi sent him for inspection, and there was nothing wrong with it."

An Fang was afraid that they would scare An An, so he called his aunt to hug An An, and then said to Chi Zheng, "Are you my former classmate?"

"You really forgot everything?"

Wang Zhao smiled wryly: "Except for Mr. Yi, everyone else, including himself, forgot."

Chi Zheng gasped. "Then why did he go out for a walk!"

Probably because Chi Zheng is familiar enough to An Fang, and An Fang really has no hostility towards Chi Zheng: "I've been looking at the works I shot before, and I'm also reading some materials. At present, I have met someone who has collaborated with me. Probably. Although I don’t think about it myself, I should be able to recognize people when I see them.”

Chi Zheng didn't know what to say.Looking at An Fang worriedly: "In this situation...are you planning to make it public or keep it from the fans."

"It will be more troublesome if it is made public. It will inevitably bring up the matter of He Xichuan before. That matter is not good news for An Fang, and too many reports will damage his reputation." Wang Zhao subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette. , When he came to the pocket, he remembered that this was not his house, and put his hand back.

Chi Zheng remained silent.

Wang Zhao smiled and smoothed things over: "An Fang is already familiar with a lot of things. In two days, it will be almost the same. If you are careful, no one will find out. Besides, the doctor also said that since he woke up, his memory will be gone. It will slowly recover."

Chi Zheng recovered, and sneered with some displeasure in his heart: "You guys kept this matter from me too. An Fang, you really made me sad."

Wang Zhao smiled and had nothing to say.

Chi Zheng let out a long breath, and looked at An Fang worriedly: "What's the plan in the future? If you come back now, you must have a good work."

""August [-]th" will definitely get a good box office when it airs. But I'm still looking for an opportunity...Unfortunately, I don't have any good resources at hand."

Chi Zheng pondered for a while, "There is one."

He looked up at An Fang, and of course, he was speaking to Wang Zhao: "Brother Jin Yan is going to release a new album recently. This time the MV for the entire album will be made into a series of dramas. Let’s do it in units. If An Fang thinks Yes, the MV for the title song can be provided by An Fang."

When he said this, he hesitated, and said: "However, An Fang's fame, filming with newcomers, is somewhat...

Wang Zhao also considered this point. Although An Fang is now a comeback work, it was difficult to get good resources at the beginning, but it is not necessary to help shoot MVs that are so cheap.

However, there are precedents for well-known artists to shoot MVs.And Jin Yan's resources are good.

In terms of resources, Wang Zhao naturally takes a longer view than An Fang.

"Well, let's take a look at the script sometime. We still have to find something suitable for placement."

Chi Zheng propped his hands on his knees: "Brother Jin Yan's title song this time is pretty good, I haven't read the script yet, but his stuff isn't too bad."

Wang Zhao nodded.Seeing An Fang's no longer intimate appearance, Chi Zheng felt somewhat uncomfortable, and let out a sigh from his throat.After all, he didn't say much.

"If you need my help or something, don't be polite to me... If there is anything you want to know about restoring memory, if you don't want to hear it now, you can call me at any time."

Chi Zheng felt uncomfortable, and no one would feel good seeing his good friend for many years in this state.He looked at An Fang's pale face, and was silent for a long time, his lips drawn into a straight line.

Probably Chi Zheng's eyes were too sad, and An Fang seemed to have noticed something.He thought for a while and said, "Tell me about our past, maybe you can remember something."

When Chi Zheng, who was a little downcast at first, heard his words, his eyes lit up.

Chi Zheng wasn't much of a talkative person originally, but now he was talking incessantly.

"There was a period of time when you didn't like our dormitory very much. You were haunted all day long, and you didn't go to class. The boss said harshly that you wouldn't answer and let you fail the class. Who knew that when the teacher called the roll, he would I have answered you by imitating your voice."

Listening to Chi Zheng's slow narration, An Fang couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, as if that scene really appeared in his mind, like a fleeting image, but still clear.

In the blink of an eye, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and Chi Zheng still had something to say, but it was not good to stay here all the time.At the end of the talk, An Fang obviously relaxed, and even asked where the other people in Chi Zheng's dormitory were now.

Chi Zheng's current net worth is hundreds of thousands per hour, and it is indeed sincere to be able to chat with An Fang these days.When An Fang asked this, he smiled and replied: "They are all out doing business, and they will definitely come back during the Chinese New Year."

He looked at An Fang, who looked a little thinner than a year ago, but fortunately still looked good, and said as if praying: "An Fang, please think about it quickly, if they know, they might be very sad."

"En." An Fang lowered his head, unable to see clearly.

Chi Zheng felt a little sad, his throat was choked, and he didn't know what to say.

"Then I'll go first." He clenched his fists and stood up from the sofa and said.

An Fang also got up with him, and the two of them didn't say anything else, they sent him to the stairs before turning back.

Wang Zhaoyi ended his long phone call on the balcony, and when he returned to the living room, he saw An Fang sitting alone on the sofa, his figure seemed a little lonely.

"Chi Zheng left?" He held the phone in his hand and moved it.

"En." An Fang's half profile face was hidden in the shadows, it looked gloomy, but upon closer inspection it seemed a bit sharp.

"Wang Zhao."

An Fang called him, and Wang Zhao's whole heart was raised, "What's wrong?"

"He Xichuan. Tell me about him carefully."

Wang Zhao rang the alarm all of a sudden, without Mr. Yi's order, Wang Zhao would not take the initiative to talk to him about He Xichuan and An Zhiyi.After a while, Wang Zhao thought of finding an excuse to fool him.

An Fang raised the other half of his face from the shadows, and smiled with ease, "You kept this matter from me, and I have a way to find out. Why don't you just let me know what's going on."

Wang Zhao became alert, he knew that An Fang was not joking when he said this.

After being silent for a long time, the smile on Wang Zhao's face faded, and he looked at An Fang with complicated eyes: "Little ancestor, don't tell Mr. Yi that I told you."

Adding this sentence is nothing more than psychological comfort.Who else can tell An Fang these things, except Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao felt that his career had come to an end, and hoped that Mr. Yi could give him a way out for his loyalty.Wang Zhao was silent for a while, and finally spoke slowly, telling An Fang everything about He Xichuan.

Yi Huai told An Fang a little bit, only including the reasons for An Fang's injury, definitely not as detailed as Wang Zhao's. He basically told the original story from taking over An Fang to when An Fang was finally injured and went abroad for treatment.

Perhaps it was because Wang Zhao spoke in great detail, and certain images could appear in An Fang's mind along with his words, and the originally blurred memory gradually became clearer.

A sharp pain in his head made An Fang couldn't help but frowned deeply. Wang Zhao was intoxicated by the past and didn't notice that An Fang was abnormal. There was a burst of pain, and he tried his best to cheer up and listen to Wang Zhao's speech.

"... Mr. Yi should talk about the next thing. An Zhiyi and He Xichuan teamed up. At that time, Mr. Yi had already arranged a way out for you, but An Zhiyi broke it."

"You mean, Yi Huai originally wanted, wanted to take advantage of An Zhiyi's appearance to send me abroad?" An Fang's voice was trembling when he spoke, and a little cold sweat fell down his forehead.

"At that time, it was very difficult for Mr. Yi. He had to protect you first." Wang Zhao shook his head with pity in his eyes.

"Hmm..." An Fang's headache became more and more serious, as if the pain had been split open. He could barely sit on the chair at first, but now he really couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly knelt down from the chair, Holding his head tightly, the pain made An Fang squeeze out the normal saline from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Wang Zhao didn't expect such a scene at all, so he panicked all of a sudden.But after all, Wang Zhao is a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and he reacted immediately, and quickly helped An Fang up from the ground: "Are you okay?"

"My head... hurts so much." The voice was trembling.

Wang Zhao was terrified, and immediately called Yi Huai, and at the same time quickly started his car to send An Fang to the hospital.

It was only a short distance away, and An Fang's body was already drenched with sweat.

The nanny came out when she heard the movement, and seeing An Fang's pain, she became flustered all of a sudden. An An, who was holding a small pacifier in her arms, seemed to feel the pain of An Fang, and she pursed her mouth and let out a wow cried out.

An Fang's palms were full of sweat and wet.The pictures in his mind were like a fleeting glance, and scenes flashed in his eyes. He shook his head deeply, trying to reach out to pat An'an, but found that he didn't need any strength at all, and his hands seemed to never lift up same.

Putting down the hand weakly, there was another sharp pain, the teeth creaked by him, and An Fang fell down suddenly.

plunged into darkness...

When An Fang opened his eyes in a daze again, he found that his head, which was still hurting like hell just now, didn't seem to hurt anymore.It's a pity that he doesn't know where this is, and he can't find the direction even looking around.

"Putting it down." A deep and magnetic male voice sounded beside my ear.

Arranged in a daze, it felt very familiar.

It's Yi Huai...

He remembered the name.

There were busy footsteps and strange voices.

"Put it down."

Someone is calling him again.

Yi Huai's voice was a little urgent, he shook his head in discomfort, and opened his eyes. The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, but he saw Yi Huai who was still wearing a suit tightly holding onto his hand, The black eyes were full of pain.

"Phew—you'll be fine once you wake up." Tong Yuan was relieved.

An Fang's mind was muddled, his throat was a little itchy, he coughed lightly: "Yi Huai?"

"En. It's me." Yi Huai looked calm, but An Fang's hand was already dripping with sweat.

An Fang opened his lips in vain, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.He seemed to remember something...