MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-Chapter 65 return home

On the plane at noon, Zhou Ziheng originally wanted to go back to the apartment early in the morning to pick up Xia Xiqing and go to the airport with him, but Jiang Yin could see through his thoughts and refused to let him go.

"Now that the public opinion has just subsided for a while, avoid suspicion if you can."

Zhou Ziheng's face suddenly pulled down.

To avoid suspicion, he wished that everyone in the world knew that he was close to Xia Xiqing, and wished that whoever saw Xia Xiqing would immediately think of him. But in the final analysis, Zhou Ziheng couldn't bear Xia Xiqing being scolded, so he reluctantly agreed to split up.

Xia Xiqing didn't sign with the company, but he couldn't do without an assistant when filming. Jiang Yin called and transferred an experienced male assistant from the company, but Zhou Ziheng refused to agree, so he had to change to a girl.

"Do you know where Xi Qing lives now? I will give the address to Xiaoxiao, and she will pick up Xi Qing later."

Hearing his sister-in-law ask this question, Zhou Ziheng almost blurted out, but he suddenly thought that if he said it, it would mean telling his sister-in-law that he and Xia Xiqing live in the opposite door. Although this is just a coincidence, it is too easy to cause bad associations up.

His current mood is completely deceiving.

"Well...you can let Xia Xiqing go to the airport by himself, the car will be easily followed after driving out of your company, and then pick him up again, in case the reporter writes that you signed him or something."

Jiang Yin gave him a white look, "I worry about him every day now, what's the difference from signing him, he can't make me money yet."

Zhou Ziheng praised his sister-in-law dog-leggedly all the way, and Jiang Yin was also scruples about the possibility of what Zhou Ziheng said, so she changed her previous decision and asked Xiaoxiao to go directly to the Capital Airport. The group finally met at the airport, and Zhou Ziheng's car was stuck in traffic for a while, and he was the last one to arrive. When I walked to the waiting area, I saw a large group of girls around, calling Xiqing brother one by one, it was so sweet.

Originally, he wanted to approach quietly, but the sharp-eyed fans immediately exposed Zhou Ziheng's whereabouts.

"Heng Heng, your clothes look good today, your gray sweater looks good!"

"Hengheng is so handsome!"

"Zhou Ziheng, you are too A today!"

Zhou Ziheng nodded again and again, very sorry to reject the fans' gifts, and walked to the center of another vortex with difficulty. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on a chair surrounded by a group of girls, took off his earphones when he heard the sound. Wearing a black short-sleeved, high-waisted dark gray overalls, and a light gray baseball cap on his head, seeing Zhou Ziheng's face in the crowd, a sly and playful smile finally appeared on his always gentle face.

"Oh, I just realized that Xi Qing and Zi Heng are well dressed today."

"That's right, they're all black and gray, couple outfits!"

Zhou Ziheng was a little surprised. He looked at his outfit, gray hoodie, black sweatpants, and black baseball cap turned upside down. They were all randomly pulled from home and put on before leaving. Unexpectedly, he actually matched Xia Xiqing one by one. .

What a coincidence, is this the tacit understanding in other people's mouths?

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Ziheng felt that he was dressed very handsomely today, and how comfortable he looked.

When he was about to board the plane, there were so many fans that he couldn't walk. He was afraid that Xia Xiqing would fall, so Zhou Ziheng stood behind him and supported his shoulders with both hands. Only then did he realize how slim the black T-shirt he was wearing was showing his waist and the beautiful strips. Shun, it's ticklish to watch.

"Ziheng, can you open this time?" A fan asked in the crowd.

"Open?" Zhou Ziheng looked puzzled, "What kind of opening?"

A group of fans laughed and said, "It's a romance movie!"

Almost choked by these little girls, Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and coughed a few times. Xia Xiqing felt that the hands on his shoulders tightened a little. He smiled slightly and explained to the girls around him, "This time it's not a romance movie either."

There was a burst of regret among the fans.

"The relationship between those two people is quite complicated, and in my understanding of the script, it surpasses friendship." Xia Xiqing turned his face to the side and looked back at Zhou Ziheng, "What do you think?"

Those beautiful eyes suddenly came into view, Zhou Ziheng was slightly startled, hesitating for a second.

"Ah, yes, I think so too."

No, not just beyond friendship.

It is love.

Zhou Ziheng repeatedly affirmed his conclusion in his heart.

The flight time was not too long, but this time Zhou Ziheng was next to the director of Kuncheng, and Xia Xiqing was the one before the director of Kuncheng. He was still the same, sleeping with his eyes closed when he got on the plane. Director Kun has a lot to talk to Zhou Ziheng, so he took this opportunity to share with Zhou Ziheng some of his insights and understanding of the play while polishing the script.

But Zhou Ziheng's heart was on the person diagonally in front of him, and his eyes flicked over from time to time, almost sticking to Xia Xiqing's slender, long and white neck.

"The final version of the script is actually very visual, and the editor Xu is very good, which saved me a lot of storyboarding effort." Director Kun opened the photo album on the computer, "We took the filming team to an early stage last week. Come on, look, this is what we took."

Zhou Ziheng hummed, and turned his gaze from Xia Xiqing's back in the gap of the seat to Director Kun's computer. The photo shows two rows of buildings that are too tall to be captured by the camera. The windows are small and there are illegal structures everywhere. The distance between the buildings is only about one and a half meters, forming an alley with little light. The picture is divided into two parts from Zhong's house, the lower part is the dark and muddy road and the painted green and mottled walls, and the upper part is the untouchable skylight.

Kuncheng observed the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face, "Did you feel that way all of a sudden?"

Zhou Ziheng nodded belatedly, "Yes... that's right."

This is the road. Gao Kun, who was at a loss on this road, followed the bewildered Jiang Tong, and pushed him against the wall. The emerald green paint exuded a deep luster under the dim light.

"Is this the scene of Wuhan?" Zhou Ziheng couldn't believe it. He had been to this city many times because of his trips. It was prosperous and prosperous, which was completely different from the one in the photo.

"Yes." Kuncheng nodded, "Editor Xu decided on the filming location when he created this script. I heard that Editor Xu is from Wuhan, so he may be familiar with him. He said it was an urban village in Wuhan. Now This scene is almost extinct, it’s rare.”

Xu Bian is from Wuhan. So did Xia Xiqing.

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes and saw that Xia Xiqing's sleeping head was about to fall to the middle, he nodded slightly and then straightened it back, which was a bit cute.

When he returns to his hometown to film, will he think of any bad memories? He was faintly worried, but he thought of what Xu Qichen said before.

Xia Xiqing can't escape for the rest of his life, he has to face his past.

When the plane landed, Zhou Ziheng immediately felt the power of early summer in the former "stove" city. It was only mid-May, and there was already an open-air sauna here. After walking two steps, he felt that his sweater sleeves were about to touch his arms The skin sticks together. The humid and hot weather in the south really made him, a real northerner, not used to it.

Xia Xiqing had no effect at all, he had already adapted to the climate of his hometown in his bones, but he couldn't sleep all the way, and his neck was a little uncomfortable. He turned his head to try to relieve this symptom, listening to Zhou Ziheng and Director Kun talking and laughing Walking behind made his bad mood caused by not sleeping well worse.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a warm and dry palm pressed to the back of his neck, pinching his neck gently. Xia Xiqing turned his head and saw that Zhou Ziheng's face was still facing Director Kun, but his hand was gently pressing on his neck.

Zhou Ziheng said loudly, "Director Kun, shall we go to the hotel or the shooting location first? Where are the others?"

Kuncheng smiled and waved his hands, "We haven't turned it on yet." His eyes looked at Xia Xiqing, "Xiqing, we rented a house in Hua'an in order to let you get into the role earlier, and that is the post-start Jiang The place where Tong lives, you will have a period of co-living, first live there with Ziheng for a few days, get in touch, and find the feeling." His smile is a little apologetic, "The conditions may be very difficult , you need to get used to it."

"It's okay." Xia Xiqing smiled, and slapped Zhou Ziheng's hand that was still hanging around his neck, "I can endure hardship."

As soon as they got out of the airport, the car arranged by Director Kun picked them up. The driver was a local elder brother, who spoke Xia Xiqing's very kind Han Pu, who was enthusiastic and chatty. Ronaldinho and Xiaoxiao took their luggage and went to the hotel first.

Kuncheng was sitting in the co-pilot. He was already very familiar with this elder brother when he came to Han last time. The driver brother glanced at Zhou Ziheng with a glance from the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "I recognize this handsome guy, a big star, my daughter likes you very much. Oh, by the way, my name is Yang Fei, you can call me Lao Yang."

"Call you Brother Fei." Zhou Ziheng smiled friendly.

Brother Fei looked at Xia Xiqing who was beside Zhou Ziheng again, "This handsome guy is pretty white, he doesn't look like a northerner."

Xia Xiqing raised the corner of his mouth and raised the brim of his hat slightly, "I'm from Wuhan."

This was the first time Zhou Ziheng heard Xia Xiqing speak in dialect.

Unlike many southerners, he has always spoken standard Mandarin, even with a northern accent, making it difficult for people to tell the place of birth from the pronunciation of his speech.

When he spoke his native dialect, his voice was very low, and when he said this sentence, the "Han" character was inadvertently drawn out very long, which was much more vivid than Mandarin, and it sounded cool and cute to Zhou Ziheng.

"Oh! You are a local, no wonder." The eldest brother also spoke Wuhan dialect, "I mean, you look a lot like our Wuhan kid."

Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, and found that he had been staring at him, and asked in a low voice with a smile, "Can you understand what Brother Fei said?"

Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Um... You are good-looking."

what. Xia Xiqing laughed, "If you don't understand, you pretend to understand." He shrank back on the seat back deliberately, and the brim of his hat cast a shadow on his lower eyelids.

While chatting and laughing, Xia Xiqing turned his face to look out of the car window, the towering office buildings, the blue fence waiting for construction, the overpass under the light rail, the familiar street scene was covered with a layer of gray filter by the sunshade film on the car window, It's like a black and white silent film that I've watched many times.

Every time I read it, I feel familiar, but I can see many different places.

Zhou Ziheng followed his example and shrank down, but his long legs had nowhere to stretch out, so he pretended to reach Xia Xiqing's feet inadvertently, and inserted his right foot between Xia Xiqing's feet. He didn't want to disturb Xia Xiqing by talking, so he sat beside him silently.

After driving for a while, the scenery changed suddenly. There are still many buildings here, but it looks like the 1980s. The old architectural design and the pink-orange walls that are about to peel off reveal a sense of age all the time. One of the most conspicuous buildings hangs a sign that reads "Friendship Department Store" in ancient fonts. This is true of the surrounding large and small buildings, but there are also some fresh shops such as chain convenience stores.

"It's close to the river, so it can't be demolished." Xia Xiqing said suddenly, "So many old buildings have been preserved. In fact, this area used to be very prosperous."

"It can be seen." Xia Xiqing took the initiative to talk to him, and Zhou Ziheng was very happy.

Not long after, their car got on the Yangtze River Bridge, and the surrounding field of vision widened in an instant. On the surface of the sparkling river, there were pieces of gold sprinkled by the setting sun. Several ferries floated slowly, occasionally making a long siren sound. Looking far away at the red clouds burning all over the sky, it looks like a fire burning on the Yangtze River.

Although it is a water scene, it is completely different from Jiangnan water town. Here is a big river and a big lake, full of hot and natural atmosphere.

This is quite in line with Xia Xiqing, it looks like gentle water, and it will touch his fresh and unruly soul when it really flows in.

"It's so beautiful." Zhou Ziheng sighed sincerely, and he remembered a famous poem, "The dusk is deep and the sky is wide."

Hearing this line of the poem, Xia Xiqing smiled slightly, "It's really embarrassing for you, a science student."

Kuncheng and Brother Fei were still chatting, and Xia Xiqing asked halfway through, "Director, where is the specific filming location?"

"Hua Anli."

"Hua'anli?" Xia Xiqing was a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure, "It's hard for you to find that place."

Kuncheng laughed, "Isn't that what Editor Xu said? He said that he came back specially when he was writing the script."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Xia Xiqing looked out the window, "In fact, almost no locals in Wuhan have been to Hua'anli, and there are basically foreigners there."

"Hmm..." Director Kun turned his head to look at Xia Xiqing, "I heard that you and Xu Bian are classmates, Xiqing? Then you have known each other for many years."

"Well, we were in a class in high school. He was very good at that time. He participated in composition competitions all day long and wrote good articles." When talking about high school, Xia Xiqing had a gentle look on his face. Very introverted and doesn't talk to anyone."

As soon as he spoke, his wrist was grabbed. Xia Xiqing turned his head in surprise, and found that Zhou Ziheng blocked their hands with a backpack. Fingers stuck in, forcing Xia Xiqing to intertwine with him.

Xia Xiqing made a mouth gesture with him and asked him what he was doing. Zhou Ziheng just smiled and didn't speak, but firmly grasped his hand.

He likes Xia Xiqing's genuine tenderness, but he doesn't like that kind of tenderness not because of himself.

"Editor Xu doesn't like to talk now, but he has a very gentle personality. He is very talkative and has a good temper."

"Ah? Well... that's what he is." Afraid that the matter of holding hands would be broken by Director Kun, Xia Xiqing didn't even care about answering.

The perpetrator, Zhou Ziheng, was very happy, and squeezed his hand specially, "What about you?"

"Me?" Xia Xiqing turned his face suspiciously, "What's wrong with me?"

"Is it the same as when you were in high school?"

For some reason, Xia Xiqing vaguely felt that there was a bit of regret in Zhou Ziheng's words. It's a pity that I missed something important.

The sincerity in Zhou Ziheng's eyes was so frightening that Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and replied sloppyly, "...almost."

"Xi Qing must have been chased by a lot of people in high school." Director Kun teased him, "He looks so good-looking, so he must be at the school level."

"That's right, there aren't many good-looking classes like Xi Qing." Brother Fei also followed suit.

It's really a pot that doesn't open.

Xia Xiqing felt that the hands holding him were tighter, and wanted to turn his face to give him a look, but Zhou Ziheng preemptively raised his eyebrows at him, leaned closer to Xia Xiqing's face and smiled, "Yeah, she looks so good-looking .”

His tone of voice was too obvious.

"And then?" Xia Xiqing also raised his brows.

Zhou Ziheng looked ambiguously at the face under the brim of the hat, and the two clasped hands that were covered were so hot that they touched the palms.

"I'm just curious, did many people line up to chase you, or did you chase many people?" Zhou Ziheng's voice was low, and he inadvertently revealed too many secret signals.

Xia Xiqing smiled silently, and lightly tapped the back of Zhou Ziheng's hand with the fingers embedded between his fingers, and then gently and slowly rubbed the raised veins on the back of his hand with his fingertips, rubbing against the flesh, like It was an unextinguished cigarette butt, and every piece of skin that it rubbed was burnt.

Xia Xiqing answered his question, but the answer was not what was asked.

"I'm hard to follow."

He deliberately lowered his voice, but he couldn't suppress the playful frivolity. He opened his mouth like a half-burned feather, which fluttered down to Zhou Ziheng's heart, burning his blood hot.

Zhou Ziheng's thumb clicked, carelessly scratching the side of Xia Xiqing's index finger.

"I guess so."