"At first, I couldn't find her, and I thought if I kept filming and everyone knew me, would she see me one day on movies, TV or online, and I remembered that I was that boy. It was like people looked up at night, and the brightest star would definitely be remembered."

Zhou Ziheng said that, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "But I gave up on this idea. I think filming is actually a way of expression for me and has more important significance."

After talking for a long time, Zhou Ziheng did not mention his change of mind. It was not that he said it to destroy his infatuated image and it was difficult to speak out, but he just wanted to mess with it, and he also messed with Xia Xiqing.

Song Nian sighed a few times when she heard this, "What a good man." After drinking some wine, her beautiful face flushed, and her wrist was placed on Zhou Ziheng's shoulder, and the person fell over.

Zhou Ziheng did not push her away. He felt Song Nian's frequent gestures of kindness. Even a fool could feel it, otherwise the director would not speak for her.

The smell of women's perfume made him dizzy, and Zhou Ziheng's eyes turned to Xia Xiqing.

At this time, Xia Xiqing had obviously withdrawn from the topic of first love, coughed a few times, and then turned his head to speak to Yang Bo, "You haven't eaten much, I'll peel it for you." Yang Bo felt embarrassed, "No, don't, eat it, you eat it."

"I'm full, and I can't eat too much of a headache." Xia Xiqing lowered his head and carefully peeled the shrimps. The two dense and long eyelashes drooped, covering his eyes.

The voices of Song Nian and the directors were in my ears, but Zhou Ziheng's eyes were staring at Xia Xiqing's hands, the slender and well-chondrilateral hands, the hands that painted for himself were now peeling shrimps affectionately for another man.

"Heart?" Yang Bo also noticed that Xia Xiqing had been sneezing before, so he took off his gloves and pressed his clean back against his forehead. He touched his forehead as a reference, "I think you have a little fever, are you having a cold and a low fever?"

Xia Xiqing shook her head, pushed the bowl of shrimp meat to Yang Bo, took off his gloves and threw them aside, "Eat it."

Yang Bo smiled like a child, "Thank you~ You are so awesome."

"That's right, I can't even peel shrimps, throw them into my mouth and spit them out of my shell."

Zhou Ziheng watched the two of them go back and forth, and his back teeth were about to be bitten.

He felt that tonight he had made a trap for himself.

Xia Xiqing would not be jealous. He actually didn't care at all. He was the only one who was so jealous that he was crazy.

After eating for two hours, Song Nian yelled to go to KTV again. Yang Bo spoke in the back, "Xi Qing has a little fever." But he was not confident and the voice was not loud, and no one heard it. Xia Xiqing also grabbed his arm, "It's okay, I'm just going to go to KTV to sit, don't let everyone down."

In fact, he drank a little too much, and had a severe cold, his mind was dizzy and his head was heavy. Several people opened the middle bag, and it was very dim. As soon as Zhou Ziheng entered, he told the waiter to turn on a few more lights. Instead, Song Nian, who was sitting next to him, joked, "Why, are you afraid of the darkness? Such a large screen is not bright enough?"

Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything, watching Xia Xiqing walk in behind Yang Bo, sitting in the corner without any discomfort. Song Nian was an active atmosphere. After singing several cheerful songs, the scene started to pull others. Director Kun and the deputy director sang two songs each. Even Yang Bo, who claimed to be unable to sing, gave a song "Single Love Song".

"Oh, Ziheng, you can sing one too." Song Nian pushed his arm and was about to put it on. Zhou Ziheng gave in without hesitation, "I can't sing it, I'm born to be incomplete in tone."

"It's like this, it's boring." Song Nian stretched his neck and put his target on the other side, "Xi Qing? You can sing one."

"I don't know much about singing either." Xia Xiqing's voice was a little hoarse as soon as she spoke, "You guys sing."

But Song Nian was a tangled person. He suddenly came to Xia Xiqing and asked him to ask for help. Finally, he let go and took out his cell phone to ask him to order songs. Xia Xiqing felt that he was burning much worse than before, and his eyes were a little swollen and painful. He reached out and slid on Song Nian's cell phone a few times, and when he saw a song, he chose it.

"I still said I can't sing, but I sang Faye Wong's songs and said I couldn't." Song Nian moved away from him, returned to Zhou Ziheng, and left the wheat to Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing was dizzy, and happened to be in a psychedelic tune, and she was drowsy as if she had been hit by medicine.

This is the first Cantonese song. The original tune is not low for boys. Xia Xiqing only lowered one key, which shocked everyone as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yang Bo slapped Xia Xiqing on the shoulder, "I'm going, you still can't sing?!"

Xia Xiqing leaned his head up and leaned on the sofa, staring at the screen, and the bizarre colors reflected on his overly beautiful face like glass. His slender neck had an elegant curve, which had a fragile and delicate beauty.

Perhaps because of the cold, his nasal voice was a bit heavy, and singing Cantonese songs made him feel a bit subtle and special.

"Don't be superstitious about the beauty of sweat glands, and don't be pious until you know how to love the devil.

Memorials are left to the next world, and do not swear to others."

The bass and drum beats seemed to be deliberately chasing their heartbeats, hammering them heavily in their hearts.

This lyrics are so true that Zhou Ziheng couldn't listen to the first sentence. But Xia Xi sang so resolutely and calmly, even with a smile on his lips, as if he was out of the way.

"Whoever remembers it,

You can't let him be spoiled, don't rely on him.

The feelings are betrayed by him, if you like Judas.

It is not advisable to show love to show your attitude, and do not worship it too blatantly.

It is recorded in one word."

These lyrics were repeatedly sung by him, his voice was slightly hoarse, and the arrangement was charming and cold. Everyone was immersed in the music, but Zhou Ziheng stared at the lyrics on the screen.

Every sentence is in my heart.

Xia Xi sang a cappella in a casual manner, as if he was telling the infatuated man and resentful woman in the manner of a person who had experienced it, but he didn't know who these words were sung for.

It's okay to tell yourself.

Sober and sober.

"For this and that love,

For you and me, why should I bear it for him."

At the end of the song, Xia Xiqing turned off the microphone and put it on the coffee table. Everyone else applauded, especially Kuncheng. "Xi Qing, you sang this very well, so you just sang the theme song."

"KTV level, I'll make a fool of myself when I enter the recording studio." Xia Xiqing smiled, his temples hurt like a leaps and turns. He lazily crossed his legs, supported his chin with his palms and looked at Zhou Ziheng, and curled up the corners of his mouth through the heavy darkness and confusing light.

"Does it sound good?"

I'm singing it to you.

Seeing that he didn't speak or even looked at himself, Xia Xiqing felt proud, as proud as a murderer who committed a perfect murder case. He stood up and said, "I went to the bathroom. I drank too much just now, so you can continue playing." His feet were a little unstable, and Xia Xiqing walked out with the wall.

This KTV is a high-end entertainment venue, and it is expensive, so there are few customers. The bathroom is big and bright, but there is no one. Xia Xiqing was hot all over and rinsed with cold water to make her face feel much more comfortable.

He was a little embarrassed in the mirror. Xia Xiqing pulled the face towel, wiped the water droplets on his face in front of the mirror, and then rolled the tissue up and threw it into the trash can. As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he was pushed in by a brute force. He staggered a few steps and almost fell down. Fortunately, there was a wall behind him and his back was against the dryer, which was so uncomfortable.

But Xia Xiqing quickly changed into a smiling face, and he knew that only one person would do such a thing at this time.

"Why are you so angry?" Xia Xiqing's eyes were full of teasing, "This is not like you."

Zhou Ziheng's thin lips were pursed into a cold and hard line. It was said that people with such lips were often unkind and unfaithful. It seemed that things like facial expressions were often not accurate, at least they were opposite to each other.

"What do you mean?"

Xia Xiqing originally wanted to maintain her demeanor, but when he heard Zhou Ziheng's words that obviously suppressed his anger, he couldn't help laughing, "What do I mean? It turns out that I was provoking this matter first? What are your plans, I thought I couldn't see it?"

He didn't know who was bewitched by Zhou Ziheng, so he followed the flow and played the role of Song Nian, who was obviously interested in him, just to show him what he wanted to see, and to see him turn against him for him, Zhou Ziheng? He was so sad for him? He was simply crazy.

Zhou Ziheng ignored the most important point. His opponent was Xia Xiqing, who had been through many battles. He had no chance of winning except for sincerity.

Xia Xiqing took two steps closer, slowly approached Zhou Ziheng, and put his palm on his chest, which was extremely ambiguous.

But the next moment, his slender hand grabbed Zhou Ziheng's clothes, and the eyes that looked at him narrowed slightly, like a cheetah, revealing dangerous signals.

"Zhou Ziheng, you are worthy of playing with me at your level?" The corners of his curled mouth were full of disdain, and the pale skin under his ears was filled with morbid flush.

"Did you forget who I am, huh?"

The author has something to say: this layer of window paper will eventually be broken.

I strongly recommend Faye Wong's "Love Commandment" to everyone! It is cool and psychedelic, and this is my favorite song on the playlist.

ps: Judah was one of Jesus’ twelve disciples. He betrayed Jesus for thirty silver coins, resulting in Jesus being crucified. Judah symbolized betrayal.
Chapter completed!