Fall in love with earthy and delicious boy

In September, the weather was still hot day after day. Zhang Qiang ran several publicity fields. He was so tired that he lost his appetite. He was lying on the hotel bed, his limbs were heavy, and his eyelids couldn't hold them closed. But when it is closed, it is always woken up by the sound of the living room outside.

Chen Rui is teaching Feng Fang: "If he doesn't eat, you don't care? What do you do as an assistant? Last month, someone photographed him pulling the suitcase by himself at the airport. You are very leisurely by the side." Come on, do you know your duty?"

Feng Fang muttered: "Sister Chen, I... I didn't do it on purpose, Brother Qiang wanted to push it himself, and he won't let me push it."

"He won't let it go, he won't let it go," Chen Rui frowned and looked at the plain Feng Fang in front of her, angrily: "He won't let me do anything, if he doesn't eat, if he wants to push the suitcase, then he will do it himself It's decided, what do you want your assistant to do?"

Feng Fang was very afraid of Chen Rui, and now she taught her a few words, almost crying.

Zhang Qiang sighed, struggled to get up, and shouted, "Xiaofang, where are my clothes? Is the press conference about to start?"

Feng Fang didn't come in. It was Chen Rui who came in. With a sweet smile, she was holding the clothes Zhang Qiang was going to wear: "There is still an hour, aren't you tired? You can sleep for a while."

You are so noisy, can I fall asleep?Zhang Qiang slandered, took the clothes, and said with a smile: "I don't want to sleep anymore, I still have to do styling, I'd better get ready early."

Chen Rui didn't let go, but took a step forward, helped him pull the short sleeves on his body, and approached his ear if there was nothing: "That Feng Fang, I know you came from the same village, don't blame me for speaking badly , can she take care of you? Let me take charge of your life. "

Zhang Qiang pushed her away by picking up the clothes: "Sister Chen, since you know that we came from the same village, don't say that in front of me. She is quite a nice person, and I am not that delicate."

Chen Rui smiled thoughtfully at him: "Look at you, you are in a hurry when you say it, you are teasing you, idiot!"

Zhang Qiang didn't like Chen Rui calling him a fool in such a frivolous tone, so he said impatiently: "You go out, I have to change clothes."

Chen Rui went out, but before going out, she left a very ambiguous sentence: "Are you afraid that I will see it? Haha."

Zhang Qiang turned his back to Chen Rui and silently rolled his eyes.

After changing his clothes, he didn't see Chen Rui in the living room, so he quickly called Feng Fang. Feng Fang ran to him with red eyes: "Brother Qiang, what's the matter?"

He pretended not to see the red eyes of the other party, and ordered: "You help me get a cake, it's from the 'Shuangcheng' family, today is sister Xiaoxiao's birthday, let's take the nearest flight back to Qingbei City in the evening It's just after eight o'clock, and I'll give sister Xiaoxiao a surprise."

Since Jiang Xiaoxiao's contract was terminated, notices have decreased significantly, and she spends most of her time in Qingbei City. Zhang Qiang sometimes asks her about the situation, but she comforts him instead: "It's okay, it's okay. The money I earn now is enough to spend, and I saved a lot in the past." At the end, he joked with him: "You film well, don't recommend me to the director foolishly, and make things difficult for others. When you become a movie star in the future, you have something to say. Right, take me with you."

Zhang Qiang felt uncomfortable hearing this, and became more and more connected with her, because he knew she was obsessed with drama, and sometimes when he mentioned Wang Huazhu, Jiang Xiaoxiao said lightly: "He contacted me several times, but I refused at the beginning. Is it possible to agree now? It’s not like I can’t survive anyway, whatever he does, I think I have a clear conscience and just ignore it.”

"Don't you want to question him a few words?"

"What are you asking?" Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed dumbfounded: "He just wished that I would come to his door, so I wouldn't do what he wanted."

"But don't you still have to go to Flower and Bird University tomorrow?" Feng Fang asked, "Is it too late?"

"I have to go back too soon," Zhang Qiang said with a smile, "Aren't you used to the current life after following me?"

Feng Fang was a little embarrassed: "Brother Qiang, I did a terrible job, next time I'll pick things up, don't rob me."

"Okay." Zhang Qiang agreed happily: "Don't worry about Chen Rui, she just cares a lot. Do whatever I ask you to do. Your salary is paid by Ke Yue, not by her." Yes, your leader is me, not her, you forgot? You also signed a labor contract with Ke Yue."

"Yes," Feng Fang also stretched his brows and eyes with a smile: "I listen to Brother Qiang."

Seeing that the other party was really emotionless, Zhang Qiang slowly put away his smile: "Let's go to the dressing room."

The press conference started at two o'clock, and Zhang Qiang sent Jiang Xiaoxiao a WeChat message before the start, and Jiang Xiaoxiao replied: "Okay, I'll wait for your return."

He threw the phone to Feng Fang, and went on stage with other actors.

After introducing my character on stage, I played a few games with the host, and interacted with the people on the scene a few times. From the unnaturalness at the beginning to the current ease, although the host did not click on him many times , but every time he seizes every opportunity to show himself just right.

In his imagination, there is a screen that isolates the people in the audience from himself on the stage, just like doing a live broadcast, pretending that everyone else is a false existence.

This method can heal his tension very well. This is a stupid method he figured out by himself. Although it is stupid, it just works if it works.

The press conference lasted for three hours. After the scene, I saw Feng Fang talking to him with a mournful face. He was a little stunned. He took the phone and checked the news. He didn't seem to understand it, so he looked at Feng Fang again. The latter stared at his face cautiously.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a piece of news was lit up.

"The well-known actress Jiang Xiaoxiao committed suicide!" The title was written in big black and bold fonts. Zhang Qiang was at a loss for a moment, and the whole world fell silent, only the cold phone screen was shining with indifferent light.

"Brother Qiang, are you going back?" Feng Fang asked him cautiously.

Without saying a word, he ran out of the scene and hailed a taxi. Seeing this, Feng Fang slid up like a fish.

On the way, he made many phone calls to Jiang Xiaoxiao, but no one answered. In the end, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the phone.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang suddenly. Feng Fang connected it for him and put it next to his ear. There was a man's voice on the other end: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Qiang?"

"Yes."

"What? Please speak louder. Are you Mr. Zhang Qiang?"

Zhang Qiang cleared his throat: "Yes! May I ask who you are? This is Jiang Xiaoxiao's cell phone." He didn't realize how his throat trembled when he said this.

"It's Mr. Zhang Qiang. We found out on the deceased's mobile phone that she had sent you a WeChat message. This is the last time she sent a WeChat message with someone. You need to cooperate with us."

Hearing the other party call Jiang Xiaoxiao the "dead person", Zhang Qiang closed his eyes, shed two lines of tears, and said hoarsely, "Okay, I'll rush back right away."

The taxi was just about to arrive at the airport at this time, the driver turned his head to look at him, then turned back: "Do you still know Jiang Xiaoxiao? Hey, who are you? A friend? Well, this is really a pity."

Zhang Qiang looked out the window and ignored the driver's words. The driver glanced at him again from the rearview mirror: "You are also a star? I see that you look familiar, why don't we take a group photo later? I have a lot of entertainment circles with you guys." The stars have all taken group photos, we have a film and television base here, and the stars who came to film have gone."

Feng Fang suddenly said angrily: "Can you concentrate on driving?"

"Tsk," the driver murmured indifferently, "the spectrum is quite big."

When the car arrived at the airport, Feng Fang paid the bill, Zhang Qiang jumped out of the car, and said to the driver: "You are wrong, I hate that my score is not big enough now."

Then, under the inexplicable eyes of the driver, he rushed to the airport, and Feng Fang behind him held the ticket and then rushed up.

The plane arrived in Qingbei City at around eight o'clock. Zhang Qiang was taken back to the Public Security Bureau by the police below the community before he arrived at Jiang Xiaoxiao's community.

He asked anxiously, "Can I see her?"

The man who interrogated him was a male policeman, with a very kind attitude: "It's not enough now, why don't you tell me what's the relationship between you two?"

"friend."

"When was the last contact?"

"Around two o'clock this afternoon."

"Have you found anything wrong with the deceased before this?"

"No." As soon as Zhang Qiang heard that the other party referred to Jiang Xiaoxiao as "the deceased" again, Zhang Qiang felt his throat constricted and uncomfortable: "Today is her birthday, we both agreed to celebrate her birthday tonight, how could we commit suicide? No Possibly a suicide!"

"Don't get excited, we understand your feelings," the policeman put down a glass of water in front of him: "Calm down first, we have initially confirmed that the other party committed suicide, and we need to carry out further investigations. If you know anything else, please feel free to contact us , now please fill out your own form."

Zhang Qiang took the form handed over by the other party, and wrote his occupation and contact information on it. A policeman came over and handed a note to the person in front of him, saying, "Someone is here to take Mr. Zhang Qiang back." glanced at him.

Zhang Qiang didn't look up, only heard the male policeman across the street laughing: "Why are you still here? It's just a routine questioning, not detention." He took Zhang Qiang's form and glanced at it: "No wonder, you are Entertainer of Keyue, that's fine, there's no business for you here, just keep in touch anytime."

"Can I see her?"

"Not now, wait until we finish the investigation here, and notify the family members to come back."

Zhang Qiang had no choice but to follow the other party out of the Public Security Bureau. Feng Fang and Lei Mei waited for him outside. Seeing him come out, Feng Fang immediately said, "I saw the police took you away, so I called Sister Mei."

Lei Mei gave him a relaxed smile: "It's okay, Jiang Xiaoxiao's matter has nothing to do with you, since the police are done questioning, then go back."

Lei Mei took him to a car at the corner, winked, and dragged Feng Fang away.

Zhang Qiang stood in front of the black car, without saying a word, the window of the car was lowered, Xiao Lu looked at him from inside: "Get in the car."

Zhang Qiang didn't move, Mr. Lu frowned, opened the car door, and dragged him into the car.

Mr. Lu was driving the car, Zhang Qiang sat in the passenger seat with his head down, and suddenly said, "Did you expect this day?"

"You fart!" Mr. Lu cursed, but there was no extra expression on his face: "I'm a god, can I pinch and count?"

"If you didn't insist on terminating the contract with Miss Xiaoxiao, how could she have died?"

"Stop putting this on my head," Mr. Lu sneered, "I know you have some vague thoughts about that girl."

Zhang Qiang looked up at Boss Xiao Lu in astonishment, and then figured out what the other party meant, his face flushed immediately: "You are talking nonsense! Sister Xiaoxiao has helped me a lot, she is my good friend."

"Helped you a lot? Is there as much as mine?" Mr. Lu said with a sullen face, "Enough is enough!"

After he finished speaking, the car returned to silence, but the silence didn't last long, and Zhang Qiang suddenly sighed softly: "You treated me badly back then, didn't you?"

The tires of the car made a sharp friction sound on the street, and stopped firmly on the side of the road.

President Xiao Lu heard his startled voice: "What did you say? □□?"

The author has something to say: the blocked word is "youjian".