Qiao Yihang never knew that his movements could reach this point. He drew, washed, took a shower, and went out in one go. It only took ten minutes. Thinking of his posture when he woke up in the morning, his head blasted again. His legs were actually sandwiched between Zhang Zhi's legs. Although nothing happened, it felt like something was brewing.

He shook his head and tried to remove the impression and touch that remained in his body.

The elevator door opened and he walked towards the garage.

At this moment, what he should be most about is movies. In any case, today cannot be as cowardly as yesterday and have no rewards. Others can only understand injuries once or twice, and they cannot understand them for a lifetime.

Behind me is the sound of the elevator opening.

Qiao Yihang turned around. Zhang Zhi hurriedly ran out of the elevator, with a suit on his arm, and a buttoned shirt, and the shirt was floating in the lower abdomen faintly appeared behind the hem of the shirt.

The red tide that had finally been suppressed hit his cheeks again. Qiao Yihang quickly turned around. But the scene of Zhang Zhi rushing into the bathroom naked this morning was involuntarily.

In fact, I didn’t have any thoughts when I was in college, but I didn’t have any thoughts except for the ridicule. Now...

Qiao Yihang took a deep breath to stop his random thoughts.

"Why don't you wait for me?" Zhang Zhi shook his wet hair, walked to him, frowned, "Your face is very red, have you not woken up yet?"

Qiao Yihang quickly entered the acting state, adjusted his facial expression and said, "The garage is too hot."

"Is it hot?" Zhang Zhi put the last button on.

Qiao Yihang suddenly said, "This shirt looks familiar?"

"You are in your closet." Zhang Zhi's answer was no longer natural.

...

never mind.

"You go to work so early?" Qiao Yihang looked down at the time. It was less than six o'clock.

Zhang Zhi: "I'll send you to work first, and then go to the company."

"No need." Qiao Yihang subconsciously refused, took out the key from his pants and said, "I have a car."

Zhang Zhi snatched the key from his hand, "and the untrusted driving skills."

Qiao Yihang frowned and was about to refute, when he saw Zhang Zhi raise his hand and touch his forehead, "I forgot to hurt after healing the scar?"

"That's a special situation." He rehabilitated himself.

"How many special situations can there be in life?" Now that Zhang Zhi's heart is pounding when he thinks of his car accident.

Qiao Yihang was speechless.

Zhang Zhijia knew how to open the passenger door to him, then walked back from the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

Qiao Yihang got into the car and closed the door, "You don't have to open the car door for me in the future."

"You deprived me of my pleasure." Zhang Zhi helped him wear his seat belt while protesting.

"There are so many people and so many doors in the world, and you have more fun to play."

Zhang Zhi said lightly: "But there is only one door in my heart, and there is only one person sitting in the door."

...

This guy must have been a prison guard in his previous life.

Qiao Yihang came to the conclusion and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

There was no one on the set so early, so Qiao Yihang went downstairs to find a small shop for breakfast. It was the peak time for students to go to school. Several female middle school students stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but come up and asked excitedly: "Is it Da Qiao?"

Qiao Yihang nodded with a good temper. His previous agent once said to him a meaningful sentence: the company belongs to the housekeeper, and fans are for the family. Therefore, neither of them can offend him.

The female middle school students jumped around excitedly, and took out paper and pen to ask him to sign.

Qiao Yihang looked at the various notebooks and test papers in front of him, saying: "Do you sign Qiao Yihang or have your parents read it?"

The female middle school students: “…”

After signing the letter, he took a few more photos, so Qiao Yihang had time to finish the noodles.

The shop slowly calmed down.

Qiao Yihang paid the money and returned to the set. At this time, people came one after another, and they were surprised to see Qiao Yihang. The most surprising thing was Xiao Zhou, who was still holding breakfast in her hand, "Come so early?"

Qiao Yihang raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't I come so early?" He seemed to be late all day long.

Xiao Zhou suddenly said, "Insomnia?"

"...Can't you think about the better?" Qiao Yihang was dissatisfied. For example, diligence, hard work, etc.

Xiao Zhou thought hard for a long time and said sincerely: "I think about it all the time, insomnia is the best."

Qiao Yihang: "..."

The other actors arrived one by one.

The actor who played his boss saw Qiao Yihang and waved to him.

Qiao Yihang passed by immediately.

"Let's play together." The boss took the initiative.

Qiao Yihang was flattered, "Okay, what's the match?"

"Just the one I filmed yesterday." The boss asked hesitantly, "Have you ever thought about how to act when I went back last night?"

"Yes." After Zhang Zhi's confession, he had a new idea in his heart, "I want to change the angle."

The boss smiled, but there was still a hint of hesitation in his eyes, "Come on."

Qiao Yihang knew that he had little expectations for him, and the fire of competitive spirit was burning more and more vigorously.

Because it was a show, the boss did not walk the scene from beginning to end, but started directly from the dialogue part, "Have you read the information on the table?"

Qiao Yihang lowered his head, and after about five or six seconds, he felt the word "Yeah" from his throat.

My boss thought that the time was pretty good. "I want to hear your opinion."

Qiao Yihang raised his hand and pointed at something one by one.

Judging from others, this action was as strange as a lunatic. But the boss who was playing against him seemed to see him sitting at the desk, and under his fingers were the armrests of the chair.

"Tenglong Club has stretched out its hands for many years, and has been involved in pornography, gambling, drugs and drugs. We have caught several times and only caught the small outsiders. Chu Huan Yu's eyes are dark and the sword is burning, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the sound of the sword is blooming, the taste of the sword is changed to me!

"Xi Xiong is dead." Qiao Yihang pressed his voice very low.

He thought Yang Jusen said this to express the excitement of the evil man being dead, but now he thought that it was Yang Jusen's resistance and reluctance to go to the undercover agent next to his biological father from the bottom of his heart. A kind of resistance and reluctance that he could not say it or even realize it.

"But Xi Gao is back. He will inherit everything in front of Xi Xiong, including his sins." The boss's tone became heavier, "Now is the most chaotic time within the Tenglong community. I heard that the venue of Jin Ye and other club bosses has not been moved these days. It should be watching Xi Gao's means and attitude. This is the best time for us to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the situation. Once they get started and collude together, the difficulty of our actions will increase a lot!"

Qiao Yihang's fingers twitched nervously and slowly raised his head.

There was no expression on his handsome face, completely blank, but those eyes were so complicated that it was difficult to sort out the emotions contained in it.

The boss looked at him without hiding or avoiding.

"When I was a kid," Qiao Yihang paused slightly, his head tilted slightly.

The boss thought, this was leaning on the back of the chair.

"I envy my father for picking up the classmates after school. Those fathers are reliable regardless of height, shortness, fatness and thinness." Qiao Yihang slowly closed his eyes, "I always thought that my father must be better than his mother in a fight. With him here, there will be fewer people who bully us, many..."

His voice became lighter and softer until his lips remained motionless.

A line of clear tears slid down from his face.

Qiao Yihang said lightly: "I agree."

"Card!" Lian Juexue stood beside him, his eyes lit up.

Qiao Yihang opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Lian Juexiu rarely put away his saliva and gave a compliment, "It's close."

Qiao Yihang almost vomited blood. Just approached?

Xiao Zhou walked quickly to him, and when he saw that he still raised his head, he whispered: "Director Lian has gone to have breakfast, it's OK."

Qiao Yihang thought for a while and said, "Where are there anyone around?"

"Yes, but I didn't look here."

"That's good." Qiao Yihang breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand, "You help me find a place to sit, and your neck seems to be twisted."

Xiao Zhou: “…”

Fortunately, Qiao Yihang didn't twist seriously, and he just felt a little sore after coming over, which did not affect the shooting.

After eating breakfast, Lian Juexue brought him a cup of soy milk, "How did you get it?"

Qiao Yihang took the soy milk and said vaguely: "Inspired by friends."

"Zhang Zhi?" Lian Juexue pointed out his name in a blunt manner.

Qiao Yihang was surprised to find that he was not shy or panicked because of the other party's answer, but instead felt relieved. It was like a water bag carrying it on his shoulder for a long time, and now someone finally poked the water bag and released some of the water.

Lian Juexue patted his shoulder and said, "As long as a man has his own career, other problems are not a problem."

Qiao Yihang understood what he was hinting at and smiled bitterly: "It's not what Director Lian thought." This sentence was not the first time he said it, but the first time he said it was so guilty.
To be continued...