42 True and False Princes

"The one over there seems to be Qi Xiaoxiao, who made his debut in the draft, and I'm also very handsome!" Chu Qi's eyes were like radar, and he quickly searched for the most noteworthy people in the audience.

Mu Chengcheng glanced at it lightly: "I don't look at the draft." ”

Chu Qi stretched out his arm and gestured: "Korean trainees debuted, singing and dancing are first-class. ”

"I can't act." Mu Chengcheng rolled his eyes, but he didn't know when Bai Zhifan was already standing behind him, and hurriedly echoed: "That's it, I don't know how to act." ”

Chu Qi and Mu Chengcheng turned their heads in response, and saw that the person who came was Bai Zhifan, and they didn't know if he was really like a character who came out of the mural today, delicate and tricky, or if he was called noble and fairy by the white blazer.

The two ladies were stunned for half a second in unison, and then Mu Chengcheng reacted first, and said with a smile: "Our big star is here." ”

Bai Zhifan stood quietly in front of Mu Chengcheng, blocking her sight: "The director knows that today is the Hongmen banquet you held, so he deliberately left work one hour early. ”

Mu Chengcheng gently "poofed" twice: "What is the Hongmen Banquet?" ”

Bai Zhifan glanced faintly at the corner with Mu Chengcheng's eyes, the row of reporters wearing work cards in a neat row, the corners of their mouths were a breathtaking banter: "The drama that just finished work is a feature film, and now it is considered overtime." ”

Mu Chengcheng swallowed what he was about to say, because Lan Chaojin walked over without delay.

There were guests behind him who kept trying to stop him, but he stared straight at Bai Zhifan with a pair of eagle eyes, and strode towards him.

Mu Chengcheng moved his steps with some concern, and quietly blocked in front of Bai Zhifan.

It's just that all this silent and silent is full of sugar in the eyes of the people around you.

Chu Qi has been convicted by the disease affected by these small actions.

The reporters next to him naturally captured these pictures that were not detailed.

Chu Qi silently walked to the nearest reporter with a glass of champagne, and said in a low voice: "Little handsome guy, when the three of them are together later, you remember to try to pick the right side of my sister's face, her right side of the face is better." ”

The reporter's brother laughed dumbly.

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"Mr. Lan, aren't you busy over there?" Mu Chengcheng stretched out a hand against Lan Chaojin's approaching figure, his fingertips lightly touched his blazer, and Bai Zhifan's eyes were about to fall out.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and dragged Mu Chengcheng's arm back, stepped forward, and almost looked at Lan Chaojin.

Lan Chaojin sneered and looked at Bai Zhifan: "What? Can the drama be brought to the stage? ”

Mu Chengcheng was angry and said in a low voice: "Lan Chaojin, don't go too far!" ”

Lan Chaojin didn't pay attention to it, just squinted his eyes and approached Bai Zhifan, and said in a low voice: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you don't pee and look in the mirror, what do you compare with me?" ”

Bai Zhifan seemed calmer than him at this moment, still with a well-trained attitude, and opened his mouth calmly: "Mr. Lan? Ran's collateral line in Kyoto? A chaebol family that covers the sky with one hand? ”

Bai Zhifan's eyes were immediately covered with black clouds, although he was younger than Lan Chaojin, but the aura that suddenly came could suppress the arrogant Lan Chaojin.

He lips softly, and the word "Hao Yu" exploded in front of Lan Chaojin like a bomb.

Lan Chaojin was suddenly silent, and Bai Zhifan only looked at him fixedly.

Mu Chengcheng on the side naturally didn't see Bai Zhifan's silent words, but he was worried that some conflict between the two of them would make today's purpose worse.

So he hurriedly persuaded: "Lan Chaojin, I just told you, now it is a situation of both glory and loss, you have to cooperate with me, and Bai Zhifan, you too!" ”

The two men seemed to throw the anchor into each other's eyes, and neither was willing to admit defeat first.

After a long time, Bai Zhifan, who felt that the flashing lights next to him were too dazzling, suddenly raised his lips lightly and said, "Mr. Lan, I want to go out to smoke a cigarette, do you want to be together?" ”

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Bai Zhifan and Lan Chaojin came to the small garden on the side of the banquet hall.

There are no reporters arranged by Mu Chengcheng, and there are no distinguished guests.

Bai Zhifan lit a cigarette and looked at the cigarette butt in a daze: "What is the difference between a real cigarette and a fake cigarette?" ”

Lan Chaojin looked at the cigarette butt in his hand and moved his lips: "I only smoke cigars." ”

Bai Zhifan looked at him sideways, and the arrows in his eyes were full of firelight and approached Lan Chaojin: "Because you know the taste of fake cigarettes, you don't dare to smoke?" ”

Lan Chaojin smiled softly: "What do you have to do with it?" ”

Bai Zhifan straightened up suddenly: "You have deceived so many people, what is your purpose?" Hao Yu? Nanxing No. 7 Middle School, whose parents are both bank employees, disappeared when they were in college, and now they have become Ponzi clansmen, which one is true? Which is fake? ”

Lan Chaojin's calm and cold face, except for the loss of attitude in front of Mu Chengcheng, almost never showed half of his emotions.

Even if my heart is full of pride now.

He looked at Bai Zhifan's well-defined face, he didn't know how deep the young and harmless actor in front of him was, and how capable he was.

He felt more and more that Bai Zhifan was not so simple.

If you underestimate the enemy, you will lose a lot.

Lan Chaojin cautiously pondered every word Bai Zhifan said.

Suddenly, he smiled lightly: "I see that you have read too much of the script, and you can't tell the difference between reality and imagination." ”

Bai Zhifan also laughed with him: "Reality is always more obscure than the story of the script, let me guess, why did you change from an ordinary person in a small city to a member of the Lan family....."

Bai Zhifan gently patted his chin with the tip of his index finger: "You are cheating." ”

Lan Chaojin's smile was not closed, but his eyes were secretly afraid: "You are just a small actor, I can make you fall off the altar with just my mouth, don't forget, even the money for this drama was invested by me, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense with me here?" ”

Bai Zhifan was not angry or annoyed, but just smiled shallowly: "If you are Hao Yu, then everyone is qualified to shout at you, right?" ”

"What's more, I'm still White Sail, the real thing, White Sail."