"You guys are really spoiled by the little guy! They have reached the point of being ungrateful!"

Xu Wenwei's words were like steel needles, which instantly pierced into everyone's hearts. Even the little bun, which was about to rain on pearls, was standing there blankly.

Xu Wenwei suddenly rose and said with anger: "Does life feel comfortable and have forgotten how much you weigh? Yes, your reputation and your status in the circle today are all obtained through your own efforts. If you don't have your own talent and talent and hard work, even if there are a million people pushing you behind your back, you will not be able to get to where you are today. I admit this and I am very clear."

With a sharp look at the men and women who were already shocked, Xu Wenwei continued to say in a deep voice: "But, you can touch your conscience yourself and compare with those circles that are similar to yours, but now you are damned all day long. It's either this scandal or that black material, and other people who struggle all day long in the midst of people's popularity and trouble. Do you really think that those two-minded navy soldiers, those paparazzi who rely on eyeballs to make money, and tabloids, are you letting you go because of your good character?"

Looking at the young people who seemed to have some insight in their eyes, Xu Wenwei raised his voice and said, "I don't know why the little guy must stop you from taking on this CCTV variety show, nor do I know whether he is right or wrong in doing so. But how can you tell him what to prove yourself and break through yourself in front of him? Over the years, the little guy has almost taken all the troubles for you, and has been silently behind his back, blocking all the black waters against you with the power he gave him.

On the one hand, now, he hears these words, no, what would you think if you hear these words? Let me tell you, he is thinking now whether he has done something wrong! Is it true that these things he has done over the years have blocked your development! Seriously, what did he do these things? To put it bluntly, men, do he seek your wealth or power? Women, he pulled you into bed and played enough and threw it away, or wanted to take advantage of your popularity? What benefits did he get? You really..."

"Old Xu, enough." Qian Qiming grabbed Xu Wenwei's arm, patted him a few times and said softly: "These children didn't think so much. The little guy, who is careless, no one would think of him as sensitive."

...

The upset Zhao Yongqi was wandering around aimlessly on the set, and his mind was in a mess and he didn't know what he was thinking. When he came to his senses, he was already standing on the sand in the action set.

The slightly blew cold wind made the man in the costume shake his body gently. The charming star eyes slowly moved to the weapon stand on one side.

As if attracted by something, Zhao Yongqi hesitated for a moment and slowly walked towards the weapon stand, until the bright silver spear was in front of the bright silver spear, raised his hand and gently touched the gun body, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to himself: "It's been five years, everything has changed, but you still haven't changed, right? If I could also wait for the next Zhao Zilong quietly like you, without thinking or doing anything, just like this, maybe I won't be as annoying as I am now."

Retracting his palm and looking up at the not-so-clear sky, Zhao Yongqi's mouth was a little bitter and a little enlightened: "Maybe, I was really wrong. Everyone should walk the path by himself, whether it is wind or rain, they should bear it themselves. Whether it is me or others, they are actually not qualified to stop the path others choose, right?"

The light in the starry eye flashed, and he lifted up his robe that was in the way and stuffed it into his waist with his backhand. Zhao Yongqi waved his left hand, and the spear inserted into the weapon stand flew up and fell steadily into his right hand.

"I am Zhao Zilong in Changshan, who dares to fight?" A handsome man like a madman shouted with a long spear and instantly danced out a ball of gun flowers. As he moved, silver light shone everywhere, as if the martial god from thousands of years ago had arrived again.

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Yongqi, who was sweating sounded, stopped his last move, smeared the sweat on his forehead, patted the spear in his hand, and said to himself with a smile: "What the old man said is really right. When he is upset, he should practice martial arts. If he sweats all over, he throws all the annoying things in his heart into the trash can. Comfortable~~"

...

In the afternoon, whether it was Xiao Baozi or Yang Mu, they all wanted to find Zhao Yongqi to say a few words to him. However, they didn't see the man with a smirk and swaying without a straight face on the entire set.

Qian Qiming and Xu Wenwei heard from the staff that Zhao Yongqi could not be found everywhere, and the trailer that should have been recorded could not be continued. They should have been furious, but just nodded silently, waved their hand to let the staff leave and stopped saying anything.

After finally finishing the day's work, Xiao Baozi hesitated for a long time when he returned to the hotel. He secretly took out a light tulle-like cloth from the bottom of his suitcase. He bit his red lips and was extremely shy. After thinking about it, he finally quietly changed into the lace vacuum pajamas that Zhao Yongqi had called for for a long time in the bathroom. Finally, when he was waiting for the night, he picked up the spare key of the room left for her by Zhao Yongqi, and waved his little pink fist to cheer himself up like he was going to the battlefield. Then he wore it tightly, as if someone could have a perspective view. Seeing the sexy underwear inside her, he quietly took out his door with a red face.

"Brother Qi~~I'm in." Little Baozi shouted with a hint of shyness, but no sound came from the quiet room.

He tilted his arms to visit the living room for a while, but did not see the man who had imagined, who might have been hiding behind the sand to scare her. Xiao Baozi gently moved his legs and slowly walked towards the open bedroom.

Although the bedroom is quite large, it took only two minutes to walk around the small bun, and it was quickly confirmed that Zhao Yongqi was among them.

He walked out of the bedroom in confusion, and his beautiful eyes fell on the coffee table unconsciously. A small sticky note attracted Xiao Baozi's attention.

"I haven't been home to meet the dean and the others for a long time. I miss them a little. Yes, go for a walk, don't worry~~ The male god stays."

After reading the message on this note paper, Xiao Baozi seemed to have lost all his strength and fell on the sand powerlessly. After a while, she covered her pretty face, and bursts of pearl rain fell. With a choked tone, the sob girl Du Juan shouted intermittently like tears of blood: "Brother Qi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I...I don't want to make you sad...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

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