The person who came forward to meet him was speechless for a moment. Xia Xiqing didn't even look at him, and took care of his suit and left without looking back.

Such a self-righteous person does not completely destroy his self-confidence as pitiful as a bubble, and he can be entangled forever. Xia Xiqing walked across a street and stopped a taxi and got in.

On the way home, Xia Xiqing continued to look at her previous Weibo. The video was indeed released from the official movie blog, and netizens were indeed discussing it spontaneously, but he always felt that there would definitely be capital to participate in this matter in the later stage and take this opportunity to hype it up.

Thinking of this, he was a little unhappy. He returned to the apartment he had rented temporarily after returning to China and took a hot shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

Sure enough, Xia Xiqing, who had slept until the next afternoon, woke up and found that he had switched to silent phones and had more than 40 missed calls. He looked through and said that even his parents, who had no calls during the holidays, had called.

At this moment, he even felt a little happy. He was so popular that he was forced to appear in everyone's sight, including his father who had no feelings for him and his stepmother who hated him to the core. If he could meet, they would be very angry and jumped. It seemed that it was a very fulfilling thing.

After cleaning up, Xia Xiqing tied up his forehead, and a small tug on his head, then changed into a not-so-clean work clothes, sat in front of the drawing board, with a mottled paint plate, red and blue mixed together, blending into a dirty gray-purple color. He closed his eyes, and Zhou Ziheng's disdainful expression that night appeared in front of him.

Like floating clouds, those images gradually slipped into my mind from the clouds of memory and became clear. Xia Xiqing caught it with lines and circled it on the drawing paper.

The three-dimensional outline, the sharp eyebrows and eyes, and the lip line slightly pursed because of disgust were all wiped on the plain plane by the heavy colors of the oil painting, and they became nowhere to escape.

Xia Xiqing held a pen and leaned against the back of the chair, and stepped on the edge of the tool table with one leg bent, carefully examining the slightly casual sketch.

I can't tell you what I'm not satisfied with. The expressions fitted by lines are always less than one ten thousandth of the charm of real people, and I can't even simulate the degree of disgust.

The phone rang again, and Xia Xiqing stretched out her arms and took them to her hands.

It's an unfamiliar number.

"Who are you?" He was habitually false and friendly.

"We've seen it before, I wonder if you still remember me?" The other party's voice was indeed familiar. Xia Xiqing only reacted for a second or two before recalling: "Ah... you are Miss Jiang."

"Yes, you have a good memory." Jiang Yin on the other end of the phone smiled, "Has you been very troubled lately? You have become popular all over the Internet."

Xia Xiqing smiled and stretched, "Fortunately, I've been sleeping all the time. You are the first call I've received."

Jiang Yin was a little surprised. The young man was too calm and did not even ask about how she got the contact information.

It was already dusk when the two of them made an appointment, and there were very few people in the cafe. The orange sunlight melted into the strong aroma of coffee through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, wrapping Xia Xiqing inside.

Jiang Yin pinched the coffee spoon with his fingers and stirred the shape of the milk foam, and looked at the young man in front of him.

His dark hair was dyed with a warm aperture by the sunset, and his delicate face was smiling. The small mole on the tip of his nose was gentle and charming. Last time, he didn't notice it. It turned out that there was a slender scar on his chin, which was almost coincident with the jawline, which was not easy to find. Xia Xiqing was even more casual than she thought, and she only wore a dirty gray work clothes. It was big and old, with stained pigments on it, both new and old.

However, Jiang Yin suddenly recognized the brand of clothes. This trendy brand is quite expensive. Many celebrities prefer brands when they are engaged in the so-called airport fashion. This one seems to be a limited-edition joint model, so they are willing to do so.

"Just drawing just now?"

"Yes." Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and looked at his palm. There was a large piece of dark blue paint on the outside. He rubbed it with his fingers, but it couldn't be removed, so he spoke without raising his head, "Is there anything wrong with you asking me out?"

Seeing that he was so direct and did not make any more politeness, Jiang Yin said straight to the point: "Didn't you think about debut?"

Xia Xiqing's fingers hit the wall of the coffee cup, and looked at the people coming and going outside the window, "Debut?"

"Your conditions are really good, very popular with the audience, you can see it this time." Jiang Yin subconsciously put on a gold medal agent, "In fact, in our opinion, artists are also divided into levels, and the second thing is that they will not get attention no matter how hard they try. Such people are the majority in this circle. Better, you can get ahead even if you can practice acting skills or wait for opportunities. There will always be a little popular one. The last one is a talented player, who is destined to be popular. Even if you don't say a word, as long as you have a camera, you can get great attention." Jiang Yin leaned forward, "You are the last one."

A child walked over outside, holding a hydrogen balloon in his hand, and didn't hold it tightly, letting it fly away. The child stared at the sky blankly and suddenly cried. Xia Xiqing looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

Feeling Jiang Yin being ignored, Xia Xiqing coughed, and then he turned around and looked at her, "Miss Jiang, you are definitely an expert in this circle, but no matter how powerful an expert is, he will miss it."

"What's the meaning?"

"You're just a mistake now." Xia Xiqing leaned back on the sofa, too lazy to hide it. "I'm not the last one. Just click to tell you directly, I'm a big trouble." His eyes were full of smiles, and the warm light outside the window flowed in his ink pupils. "You will regret it. If you pull me into this circle, I will cause you trouble continuously."

Jiang Yin looked at him, looked at him for a while, then said again, "I can understand that you don't want to debut. I still have plans."

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows. It was boring anyway, so it would be better to listen, "You said."

"There is a reality show recently, and amateurs need to participate." Jiang Yin took out a plan from her bag and handed it to Xia Xiqing. "I have also participated in the production of this reality show, and I want to invite you to participate."

"Invite me?" Xia Xiqing opened the planner and saw a few words before finally understanding, "It turns out that you are planning for Zhou Ziheng. This is actually your plane."

"You are the smartest person I have ever met." Jiang Yin did not hide his real motives. "I guess you would not agree to debut. If you say it, you will definitely be rejected. You just want to try it. You should know that I am a shareholder of Ziheng's agency. Of course, I also have a deeper relationship than shareholders. It is not convenient for me to say it now. Ziheng is an artist that our company is now promoting. His acting skills and conditions are very good, but you also know that there is a problem with the people who debut in child stars, which is that they lack loyal fans. His nationality has always been very high, but this circle is no longer an era when people rely on nationality to exchange resources."

"You need flow." Xia Xiqing poked a layer of milk foam on the surface with a coffee spoon.

"That's right." Jiang Yin tapped the table with his fingers, "With Ziheng's acting skills and appearance, if he has traffic, it will become an absolute phenomenon. This is what I want."

Xia Xiqing understood her purpose, but he found it interesting, "Then do you think I can bring him traffic?"

"Otherwise I won't come to you. You have to know that traffic comes from the topic. To put it bluntly, the fastest way is to hype CP."

"It's very interesting to stir-fry CPs, but I think it's very strange. Zhou Ziheng also has a lot of CPs, and many of them are popular young and handsome guys. Why do you look for an amateur like me?"

Although Xia Xiqing asked this, he knew very well that the uneven distribution of benefits brought about by hype among celebrities often triggered greater problems. An amateur like him who has no fan base and no company operations is more suitable for cooperation.

"You have your own topic now, and you are the most concerned amateur now. Just by watching the hot searches in the past few days, you can tell how great your face has." Jiang Yin said a pretty and nice word, "The original plan of this reality show was to escape the room, but I rejected it because of the lack of topic. I have had similar programs before, but they are all confused. Sometimes the audience just want to watch something really interesting."

"For example?" Xia Xiqing supported her chin with her hands, but her expression did not change much.

"For example, the star and his fans are trapped in the same secret room and try every means to escape." Jiang Yin supported his chin with his hands and looked at Xia Xiqing with a smile. "If this fan is also a handsome guy, then I guess those little girls will be more interested."

I see.

"So yesterday's hot search on Weibo was bought by you, right?" With a sound, the coffee spoon I was holding was leaning against the wall of the cup, and Xia Xiqing took back his finger.

Jiang Yin, who was exposed by him, didn't think anything was wrong, and replied calmly: "I just added fuel after you were on the hot search. But I want to clarify in advance. The video was released at the beginning was an accident. I actually guessed that you would be noticed when I met you, but I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated."

So just use it to make good use of it? It’s a terrible occupational disease.

I don’t know what the beneficiary thinks after knowing it.

Speaking of the beneficiary, Zhou Ziheng's extremely disgusting expression appeared in his mind.

Xia Xiqing suddenly sat up straight with interest, supported her chin and smiled at her: "Your proposal is indeed quite interesting, but you probably don't know that my idol hates me very much now."

The very two words were specifically lengthened by him. After saying that, he squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he was quite proud.

Jiang Yin didn't quite understand, "You have met in private? How could he hate you? He is very good to fans."

"Well... I accidentally encountered it in private, how can I say it..." The situation was too awkward, and Xia Xiqing couldn't think of any suitable explanation for a moment, so he had to give up. "Anyway, it happened like this. I dare to bet with you that if he knew it was me, he would definitely not agree to appear on this show."

Jiang Yin was silent for a while, "What if I convinced him? Will you come?"

Xia Xiqing, who was originally staring at the pigment at his fingertips, raised his head and a pleasant light appeared in his eyes. "Come on." His tail sound was also very light, which made Jiang Yin feel curious. This was really too straightforward.

"Really?" Jiang Yin showed a suspicious expression on her face. "I feel a little strange that you agreed so quickly."

Xia Xiqing nodded again, "Really, I agree."

When he thought of the scene where Zhou Ziheng obviously hated him and had to live with him, he felt excited.

Excitement is the source of creative desire.

"By the way, you are sure to invite me in this kind of reality show that requires IQ?" Xia Xiqing smiled, "What if I can't help at all, what if I can't help, just drag Zhou Ziheng back?"

Xia Xiqing said this without any basis. He was also a fan of Zhou Ziheng and knew him a little. Zhou Ziheng resolutely gave up the art school in the college entrance examination and went to the Physics Department of P.M., which shocked Xia Xiqing. Unexpectedly, this little child star was still a high-IQ science man. He thought he was going to give up his career in the entertainment industry and devote himself to the socialist scientific research path. Who knew that he would come out to take on the show business later?

If you don’t go to the so-called professional class, you will still perform well. If God opens a door for a person, he will likely open all his windows, either without any slits, as dark as a confinement room.

Reality is so cruel.

"I originally thought so, it's enough for Ziheng to be smart. It's better to set him up next to you." Jiang Yin smiled, not concealing his initial little calculations. "But I still investigated you, occupational diseases. It really surprised me. You are from the Florence Academy. By the way, I accidentally saw the record of your previous participation in himcm."

careless?

This woman is so terrible. Although Xia Xiqing's face is quiet, she sincerely admires her ability to detect. Participating in the mathematical modeling competition is all in high school, and she can even find it, let alone a family like him.

"I think people like you will definitely not be the one who will hold back." Jiang Yin looked at Xia Xiqing with a slight smile, and Xia Xiqing also replied with a false smile, "I'll try my best."

After saying goodbye to Jiang Yin, Xia Xiqing decided to go to Xu Qichen. On the way, she passed a newly opened cake shop and bought several new cakes. She was so quick that she was even better than choosing a flirting partner she was attracted to.

"So you really want to go on TV?" Xu Qichen asked with a cake in his mouth, vaguely and slightly surprised.

Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on the ground, nodded, stretched out his long legs and overlapped them. He couldn't help but complain, "Is this statement on TV a little too old-fashioned? I'm going to participate in a reality show."

"It's all the same." Xu Qichen ate too fast and was a little choked. He got off the sofa and ran to the refrigerator to find drinks.

Xia Xiqing looked at his back and said, "You are barefoot again, you haven't been slapped enough by Xia Zhixu." After saying that, he glanced at the unappreciated milk packaging box, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have any wine?"

"Drink less bar, your Xia family either smokes or drinks, and they have a lot of bad habits." Xu Qichen stuffed the milk into his hands.

Xia Xiqing took the milk reluctantly and looked at Xu Qichen with a smirk, "I'm so embarrassed to say that the biggest bad habit that kid has in his life is you."

"You are the bad habit." Xu Qichen retorted casually, "Don't laugh, everything will bring down another thing, sooner or later it will be your turn."

Xia Xiqing shrugged, "Then let's see which unlucky person is infected with my bad habits."

Xu Qichen remembered the reality show, "Why did that producer look for you? There seems to be quite a few such decryption reality shows, and it is generally difficult to invite guests."

"The man found the record of my previous competition with Xia Zhixu and others from somewhere, plus the last hot search." Xia Xiqing pinched the milk carton with a headache, "so I said I hate the Internet."

"But then again..." Xu Qichen, who was not interested in watching the fun, smiled and leaned on the sofa pillow, "If you participate in that show, you can get close to your idol."

"It's not an idol, it's a sexual fantasy object." Xia Xiqing got excited when she talked about this. "It's just the point. If it were put before, I probably wouldn't agree. Every move would be recorded by the machine, which felt quite disgusting. But now Zhou Ziheng seems to dislike me very much, which is interesting."

Xu Qichen was a little puzzled. What exactly caused the vote, and he couldn't understand what Xia Xiqing was thinking in his mind.

Is it annoying to the person I like, and I still feel excited?

"Aren't you shaking s? Why do I think you shaking s?"

Xia Xiqing smiled and pinched Xu Qichen's face, "Chenchen, you are too naive. Don't you think it's very... interesting to see someone who hates you, being forced to suppress your emotions, working together with you or even getting along with you in the camera?"

In fact, he hesitated when he was talking. The original candidate was "sexy". In his mind, Zhou Ziheng endured his disgust for himself and was forced to perform a sense of intimacy without any airs. The picture was really sexy.

It makes people want to do their best to provoke his disguise bottom line.
To be continued...