The director standing beside him looked at the two people in the shed, "Why do I think they were all the time when they took the cover of the second version? It felt like the atmosphere was very good."

Because this version is the real state of the two of them. Lin Mo, who checked the original film, did not speak, but just smiled, glanced at Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on a chair and tilting his head to let the makeup artist organize his looks. The lines on his neck were beautiful and elegant.

When his eyes moved down, he accidentally met Zhou Ziheng's eyes.

The hostility in this kid's eyes was too obvious.

Lin Mo shrugged at Zhou Ziheng in the distance.

"It's almost done."

At this time, the person in charge of the lighting team walked to the director, "Director Zhang, when they checked the voltage just now, they found something wrong, and they might have to deal with it."

The director greeted Lin Mo, and Lin Mo nodded, "It's okay, it's almost over here, they can go and have an interview."

The two of them had almost no time to rest, so they put on makeup and started the interview. The female host who had arranged it had been waiting for a long time, and the interview was officially started until they sat down.

At the beginning, he asked questions simply. Xia Xiqing was not afraid of the camera. He was always used to disguising himself and was also good at dealing with other people's questions. On the contrary, Zhou Ziheng said very little, and the answers to each question would almost never exceed three sentences.

"After the first episode of "Escape" was almost a phenomenal reality show, with very impressive ratings and aroused a lot of heated discussions on the Internet. I would like to ask Ziheng, did he expect that it would trigger such a great discussion when recording the program?"

Zhou Ziheng thought for a while, "Well... no, when he was recording the show, he had almost no extra energy to think about anything else, and he just wanted to escape."

The host was amused by his serious answer and turned to Xia Xiqing, "What about Xiqing? As a fan, you first went on TV to record a reality show with your idol. Are you very excited?"

He was not excited. Zhou Ziheng thought in his heart.

"Yes." Xia Xiqing smiled, "Don't look at me, I seem to be quite calm. I'm actually very excited because I like Ziheng for a long time, so I really have such an opportunity to work with him, and I feel like I've won the first prize."

He was really good at speaking with high sound. Zhou Ziheng looked at his side, and the smile on his face was almost impeccable.

"Then we also know that Xi Qing, you became popular overnight at the launch of "Seagull". Can you share with us your mood at that time?"

Xia Xiqing blinked slowly, "Well... Actually, it was quite a coincidence. That was my first time chasing the scene as a star-chasing dog," he laughed, "so I really didn't expect it to appear in the camera at that time. After I got home that day, I fell asleep. I had no idea what was on the hot searches. It was just because my friend told me that I knew it. So the whole process was a little confused."

Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but recall the first scene when he saw Xia Xiqing.

He was standing in the hotel corridor at that time and his phone was knocked off by his bodyguard. He just felt sorry for this behavior, so he picked it up for him and returned it to him with his own hands.

The moment he looked up and met Xia Xiqing's gaze, Zhou Ziheng had to admit that he was indeed amazed by this clean and beautiful face.

The host smiled, "To be honest, I saw that video like everyone else. I thought this boy was very good. So Xiqing, do you have any idea of ​​entering the entertainment industry in the future?"

This question is difficult to answer, and Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting beside him, quickly realized that after all, he has been in this circle for so many years and has been somewhat sensitive. If he is not interested in answering directly and is still participating in the recording of a reality show, he will definitely be ridiculed by people who don’t like him. If he has such an idea, he will be said to be too ambitious.

Xia Xiqing tilted his head, "How to say it, I am studying art. In fact, in my eyes, art is all the same. Whether it is art, music, or even performance, as long as there are points that interest me, the form of expression is not important. So since they are all art, why do you have to divide one circle and another?"

The language is really amazing.

"It makes sense." The host turned to Zhou Ziheng, "Ah, although Ziheng is not very old, he is also a senior in the entertainment industry. Can you reveal your career plans for the second half of the year? Many fans are more concerned about whether you will act in a romantic movie. After all, you have been acting for so many years and haven't had a kiss scene yet, and everyone thinks it's a pity."

When asked this question, Zhou Ziheng was suddenly stunned, "Well... about emotional scenes..." He was a little incoherent for a while, "Actually, there are no such scenes in my work in the second half of the year. Yes, I still want to shoot some realistic themes first, such as disadvantaged groups or other neglected things. I think as an actor, I still hope to attract everyone's attention to some social phenomena through dramatic performances and their own influence, and give some positive guidance, yes."

I suddenly talked too much, but it was all about changing the topic.

There was no kissing scene, Xia Xiqing thought about it and it seemed that it was true. It was impossible to have it before a minor, and there were almost no scenes in the scenes she acted in as an adult who had rivaled female stars.

"Is Ziheng twenty years old this year?" The host kept grasping the relationship. "Did your family say you can fall in love or something? Everyone has always been curious about your emotional experience, because they grew up almost in the audience's sight."

Xia Xiqing couldn't help looking at Zhou Ziheng. The expression on Zhou Ziheng's face was quite calm, but Xia Xiqing still found that he pursed his lips slightly. He would do this action every time he was nervous.

"I'm very busy on my itinerary every day... How can I say that, I may not even have time to go home. I think it depends on fate for things like love." As he said that, Zhou Ziheng smiled at the camera.

It depends on fate...it is really official.

But does he mean that he has no emotional experience when answering this? Xia Xiqing couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. Zhou Ziheng's first reaction was to avoid his eyes.

"That's it." The host asked with a smile, "Then ask the most concerned question for our female compatriots. What kind of girl is Ziheng's ideal type?"

Zhou Ziheng raised his hand and touched his neck, his eyes a little empty, as if he was recalling something, "Well... it's very kind, kind and gentle, can give people a feeling of being healed and warmed."

There was nothing that matched it. Xia Xiqing curled the corners of his mouth with self-deprecating silence, but his keen intuition told him that Zhou Ziheng's standards were all meant.

Maybe I really like someone in my heart.

Yes, they are all twenty-year-old adults. How could they not have been moved by anyone since childhood?

"It turns out that I like the little angel-like girls. I always feel that there is a story here." The host joked, but was quickly refuted by Zhou Ziheng again, "No, no." He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally put down his hand holding the microphone.

"What about Xi Qing? Your ideal type is..."

Before I finished asking, all the lights at the scene suddenly went out, and the room was instantly trapped in endless darkness.

"What's going on? Did it trip?" The female host was also shocked.

It was like being suddenly strangled by someone and breathing began to become difficult. Xia Xiqing felt chill all over and subconsciously grasping the skin of the sofa with his fingers, just like a drowning person trying to grab the driftwood that could be given to him.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a warm and dry palm covered his hand, and a warm current came from the darkness. But the hand seemed a little hesitant, and quickly lifted up when it covered his fingers, and couldn't help but retreat, and finally chose to hold his cold wrist.

For some reason, the frequency of breathing gradually returned to normal track. Xia Xiqing endured the discomfort and tried hard to divert his attention.

The sounds of others began to appear around, and the video recording team shouted to the lighting team. The lighting team kept apologizing, and interviewed the team's negotiations and communication.

There was no Zhou Ziheng's voice.

He was particularly silent.

But the hand kept holding Xia Xiqing's wrist firmly, wrapping him with constant warmth, trying to calm down the pulse that had been chaotic.

Xia Xiqing, who was breathing slightly, turned his head away, like an hallucination. There seemed to be a line emitting faint starlight in his vision, extending from his wrist, and in the darkness that swallowed everything, a person's figure was outlined beside him, with stars and shiny.

Inexplicably became at ease.

"Okay, OK, the voltage has been restored."

Almost in a moment, the moment when darkness was replaced by light, the hand left quickly and silently.

The lights lit up one after another, everything returned to its original state. Everything that happened in the short darkness became some kind of secret fairy tale. When the bell at twelve o'clock rang, the effect of magic completely ended.

Xia Xiqing stared at her empty wrist in a daze. After a while, she looked at Zhou Ziheng beside her. He was still wearing a black hood, looking indifferent. His left hand was still holding the microphone as before the accident, but his other hand was inserted into the pocket of his coat.

"The machine has been adjusted, and that part needs to be cut off. Let's start over."

Zhou Ziheng nodded and adjusted his sitting position towards the camera.

Like the secret holding hands in the darkness that no one knew, no one knew that his right hand was hidden in his pocket, with fine beads of sweat covering his palm.

Subconsciously, I can't control my body. When I encounter dark conditioned reflexes, it is like I can't control my heartbeat. I start to tremble as soon as I hold him. The timeliness is so long that when the light returns, I still keep beating with guilt.

"Back to the question just now," the female host asked with a smile, "What is your ideal type like in Xi Qing?"

Xia Xiqing, who had already adjusted his condition, looked up and smiled at the camera, "I... Actually, I had already thought of the answer just before the lights went out. My ideal type is probably a person as fascinating as a work of art." His fingers lightly lit his hand, and his left wrist was faintly hot, "But I have some other thoughts now."

Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but pursed his lips and clenched his right hand in his pocket.

"Do you want to change the answer? What about now?"

"Now..." Xia Xiqing's mouth curled up slightly, with a soft curve, "a person emitting light."

Compared to the edgeless night sky, the light of a star is so weak.

But as long as he is there, it is not pure darkness.

"I am a person who studies art. I feel that the descriptions are very abstract and literary. But I also think that the sunny personality will give people great power. I feel that from this point of view, the two ideal types actually have similarities."

The host looked at the hand card, "Now the time for netizens to ask questions, we collected some questions from netizens before doing this interview. Here we selected the highest number of likes to ask you two. The first question, after the broadcast of "Escape Day", netizens named your two CPs called self-study CPs. Do you know this?"

Zhou Ziheng nodded, "I know."

"I also know that they call themselves self-study girls." Xia Xiqing smiled, "This is probably the nickname of the most academic top student I have ever heard of."

"So should I choose a library at the base in the future?" Zhou Ziheng, who had been taciturn, suddenly started the joke mode.

Although the joke was very cold, Xia Xiqing took it with great face. "There are also nine years of compulsory education, why are our self-study girls so outstanding?"

"Puff, you both have a lot of jokes." The host laughed, "The second question is that netizens asked Xi Qing. Why do they like Sirui and your CP blog? Is it a good relationship with Sirui in private?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhou Ziheng subconsciously wanted to frown, but soon realized that this was being recorded, and expression management made him barely maintain his superficial calmness.

Now the CP battle between the three people is at the forefront, and this kind of problem is almost inevitable.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xiqing, who was asked, was stunned and asked a little confusedly, "Who likes it? Do I?"

"Hmm? No..." The host was amused by his first reaction, opened his phone and clicked on Xia Xiqing's Weibo homepage, "Yes, you see, it's still on your homepage now."

Xia Xiqing took his phone and took a look. It was true that when did he like this CP blog? He had been dead for so many days, and it was a huge mistake.

"This... seems to be something I accidentally said." Xia Xiqing returned the phone to the host and joked himself, "Eating melons is risky, you need to be cautious when sliding your hands."

"So it's a slippery hand?" the host joked with a smile, "Then you and Sirui's CP fans may be sad."

For some reason, when Zhou Ziheng heard his answer, he suddenly felt relieved. No, to be precise, he should be refreshed.

"No," Xia Xiqing quickly explained, "I have a good relationship with Si Rui. He is like my younger brother, very cute. We can chat in private, and so on."

OK, Zhou Ziheng's mood, which was suddenly improved, was caused by his explanation.

Like a roller coaster.

"Yes, Si Rui posted the paintings you drew for him online before, and he is really a good friend." The host also said.
To be continued...