Qin Ling reflected on himself in the car: "Next time there is such a situation, I will pay attention in advance to see if there are any reporters ambushing around." ”

He didn't notice that something was wrong with Xia Zhizhu, and said, "The recording is postponed, you can just enter Director Yan's group." ”

There are not many scenes in that movie, Xia Zhizhu will be finished, and if it goes well, it will be completed in half a month.

By then, the movie will be filmed, the variety show has not been recorded, and there will be a lot of exposure.

He didn't get a response as usual, and turned his head to look at the person next to him.

The lights in the car were on, Xia Zhizhu was still wearing a mask, he couldn't see his expression, but he could see his wet eyes.

Qin Ling was surprised, and his voice was lightened: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xia Zhizhu was still immersed in the separation just now, only half a month apart, but when he thought that they would return to that ordinary relationship in this half a month, his heart was uncomfortable.

"Brother Qin." Xia Zhizhu's voice was sad when he heard it: "I seem to be finished." ”

Qin Ling didn't understand, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the end of it?" You say well, someone is threatening you again? ”

Xia Zhizhu's voice was very low, but it was enough for Qin Ling to hear: "I like Ling Wangxing." ”

He suddenly found that he was different from those fans who liked Ling Wangxing.

Even if it takes a long time, his liking will not become the love of fans.

"Brother Qin."

"What?"

Qin Ling was shocked, and was still immersed in the confusion of his own artist taking it seriously, so whether he recorded a variety show with real feelings or acting.

I saw Xia Zhizhu leaning on the back of the chair, and his voice was a little confused: "You say, if I work hard, is it possible to catch up with Ling Wangxing?" ”

If he tries hard, can he turn the fake into the real?

He really didn't want to be ordinary friends with Ling Wangxing at all.

He's got stars.

Although the stars did not belong to him, they only fell to him briefly.

However, if you have it and know how good it feels to have it, you really don't want to give it up.

On the other side, the air pressure in the car was so low that the assistant didn't dare to pant loudly.

The ambush of reporters at the airport was an emergency, probably because Qin Yongchao was injured and made them feel that they had something to dig up, so they were blocked at the airport in the early morning.

But no matter what the eleven thousand reasons they had, they couldn't change that it was because of their arrival that this separation had become hasty.

The assistant, as a person who had long discovered his brother's impure thoughts, scolded that group of unscrupulous reporters a hundred times in his heart, after all, his brother was unhappy enough to be separated for only a few days, and now he has to be separated for half a month, and he doesn't dare to think about how to spend the future.

The air pressure in the car was very low, and someone was sulking, just waiting for someone else to hit the muzzle.

Liu Fuling sat in the back seat as if she couldn't feel it, looked at the person next to her who was wearing a mask and closed her eyes and pretending to sleep, and said slowly: "I watched your live broadcast." ”

Liu Fuling had told Xia Zhizhu before, Ling Wangxing seemed to be asleep, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Liu Fuling was very patient and added unhurriedly: "Including the paragraph you didn't see when you went to the interview this morning, Ying Qianqian ridiculed Xia Zhizhu's complete words." ”

When she mentioned the interview, Ling Wangxing opened his eyes, as long as he mentioned something related to Xia Zhizhu, his whole person's aura would become somewhat restrained, and he couldn't help but speak: "What words?" ”

People who usually don't pay attention to anything are a little urgent at this time.

Liu Fuling also stopped selling Guanzi: "The point of that passage is not what Xia Zhizhu said, he deliberately concealed that Ying Qianqian lied to him and confessed to you when he was drunk." ”

When she watched the live broadcast, she found that Ying Qianqian deliberately deceived Xia Zhizhu, and Xia Zhizhu's face was visibly panicked.

He was drunk and thought it was true, and explained to Ling Wangxing that there was something wrong with his drunken behavior, which was also very strange.

If Xia Zhizhu didn't mean that, knowing that he was drunk and confessing to Ling Wangxing, he should feel that he was dedicated.

Instead of knowing that Ying Qianqian was lying to him, he didn't dare to let Ling Wangxing know what Ying Qianqian said.

His reaction was more like...... Guilty.

Even the barrage can feel subtle things, they don't know the truth, but Liu Fuling knows it clearly.

She glanced at Ling Wangxing's expression, and her tone was not as easy as before, even if it was a guess, it was still a hope: "I think you may not be unrequited." ”

Chapter 69

The atmosphere in the car was so quiet that it could be heard after Liu Fuling finished saying that.

The assistant didn't dare to gasp for air loudly.

Ling Wangxing had changed from leaning on a chair and closing his eyes to sitting up straight, staring at Liu Fuling with his dark and deep eyes, engrossed.

The ripples that rippled in his heart were like dropping a bomb.

Could he not be unrequited?

Does Xia Zhizhu like him a little bit too?

It was rare for Ling Wangxing to be so eager to know the answer, and the whole person was a little anxious: "Then what? ”

What is the basis for Liu Fuling's judgment?

In front of the camera, it seems that all the performances can't be taken seriously, even he will be confused, and he can't be sure of Xia Zhizhu's intentions.

It is said that the bystander is clear, and Liu Fuling, as a bystander, can see far more things than Ling Wangxing, a person who is deeply trapped in it.

She took out her phone and pressed it on the screen a few times: "That screenshot is available on the Internet, I'll save it and send it to you, you can see for yourself." ”

Liu Fuling looked at Ling Wangxing and said, "I don't know anything else, I can only tell you my own feelings as a bystander, whether it is in the live broadcast or when you are separated from the airport, I don't think Xia Zhizhu has no feelings for you at all." ”

The last time a fan watched at the airport, Liu Fuling saw that Ling Wangxing was in love with Xia Zhizhu at that time, and couldn't even tell if they were talking behind their agents' backs.

She watched the live broadcast, and saw that the two were separated at the airport this time, there were no cameras and no fans, the reporter was stopped in the airport by the security guards, there was no external interference, and even the two were wearing masks, in this case, no one would analyze their expressions frame by frame.

Based on her intuition alone, she felt that Xia Zhizhu liked Ling Wangxing.

Ling Wangxing didn't make a sound after listening to Liu Fuling's words, holding the mobile phone in his hand, he hadn't clicked on it yet, he needed to be mentally prepared enough, in front of the camera, it seemed that he could show affection to a stranger.

Xia Zhizhu's acting skills are very good, and he can run to him without hesitation in the first recording.

He couldn't see whether it was true or false, the first time he liked someone, maybe even the last time, he paid too much attention to being deeply involved, so that he couldn't confirm Xia Zhizhu's intentions at all, for fear of scaring people away.

Ling Wangxing was playing with his mobile phone, there was only one Xia Zhizhu in this world, so he couldn't help but spend time trying to figure out and guess whether he liked himself or not.

Hearing Liu Fuling's words was tantamount to adding a lot of hope to him, he wanted to try to put himself in the perspective of a bystander, only in this way could he tell the difference.

When Xia Zhizhu arrived home, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and Qin Ling instructed him: "I told Director Yan, you will officially join the group tomorrow, and have a good rest tonight." ”

After he finished instructing, looking at Xia Zhizhu who was standing in the bright light and taking off his mask, his eyes were indeed a little red, even the tails of his eyes were red, and the white skin was particularly obvious, Qin Ling couldn't help but say, "What you said in the car......"

During the journey back by car, Qin Ling also figured it out, Ling Wangxing and Xia Zhizhu are indeed easy to have feelings when acting like this, people are not wood, and acting is the same thing, even if you can't impress yourself, how can you impress the audience.

Xia Zhizhu sat on the sofa and looked at him, his expression was still sad, and Qin Ling's words became "I think you still have a lot of hope, really, if you don't try to chase it, how do you know that you can't catch it?" ”

Xia Zhizhu's eyes lit up little by little, he thought that Qin Ling would be angry, after all, the other party told him not to have feelings, and he himself felt that this was wrong, but there was no way to control it.

Qin Ling said: "You really like it, I can't force you not to like it, even if you have to join the group during this time......"

Xia Zhizhu immediately sat up straight and promised: "I will work hard, I will not be distracted by this matter, and I will try to balance love and career." ”

If he is full of water, he can't just drink water.

Seeing that Xia Zhizhu knew the severity, Qin Ling didn't say more, told him to "rest early", and left with Xiao Lu.

Qin Ling left, and Xia Zhizhu was the only one left in the house, he held his mobile phone and looked at Ling Wangxing's avatar for a long time and didn't know what to say, and he made a lot of nonsense in front of his agent to chase Ling Wangxing, but so far he has not chased anyone.

I don't know how to pursue the person I like.

I don't know how to speak to make him feel that heart through the screen, and carefully poke and poke the heart that I want him to know.

Xia Zhizhu leaned back on the sofa, it was past one o'clock in the morning, and it was past his usual sleeping time, but this time he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He held his mobile phone and hesitated for a while before tentatively typing on the mobile phone screen: [I'm home, have you arrived?] 】

After sending the message, Xia Zhizhu locked the phone screen, waited with bated breath, and waited until he saw the phone screen light up and showed that there was a new message.

Outside the window, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the surrounding buildings were plunged into darkness.

Ling Wangxing sat on the sofa in the living room, it was rare that he didn't have to rush overnight, there was a laptop on the table in front of him, constantly dragging and dropping the progress bar, and when he received the news, the picture was fixed on Xia Zhizhu's casual face.

The expression on his face was relaxed and natural, but the fingers hanging at his side curled up in a very small arc.

Ling Wangxing felt that he was about to become a detective, constantly looking for clues, but the detective was to investigate the case, and he was looking for proof that Xia Zhizhu liked him.

After seeing the news, he paused the video that Liu Fuling sent him, saw the message clearly, and moved his fingers slightly: [It's here, don't you rest so late? 】

Xia Zhizhu's news came back very slowly: [Falling asleep, what about you? 】

Xia Zhizhu really didn't know what to reply, he pondered repeatedly before typing each word, he looked at the few chat records again, and felt that he would be able to say goodnight and rest to each other next.

Before he could send a message, he saw another sentence pop up on the screen: [Xia Zhizhu, what kind of person do you like? 】

What does this mean?!

What kind of people does he like?

Are you asking him about his ideal type, or is there something else he didn't get?

Xia Zhizhu really hated that he didn't have a love expert by his side, and he could come and tell him what Ling Wangxingfa meant, but what kind of person he liked, wasn't the person he liked......

He carried a heart: [Why do you suddenly ask that? 】

Why did he think this question was so strange, why did he suddenly ask what kind of person he liked, was Ling Wangxing concerned about this issue, or was there another reason?

Across the screen, Xia Zhizhu was disturbed by this question, and it was really too brain-hungry to fall in love.

Ling Wangxing came back after a while: [Can't you ask, secret? 】

Suddenly asking this kind of question? Can he be curious about what type Ling Wangxing likes?

Xia Zhizhu looked at the words sent by Ling Wangxing again, tried to think about Ling Wangxing, and tried to lean the adjective on him, but it was not so obvious: [Probably gentle and ritual...... It makes me feel at ease. 】

Xia Zhizhu's hand trembled a little in the past, it seemed to be a little obvious, would Ling Wangxing guess?

He doesn't remember which marketing account on the Internet he saw that when an artist has someone he likes, the conditions for choosing a mate will become specific.

He had never thought about what kind of person he would like before, but now he could name a lot of them, all of which were related to Ling Wangxing.