MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-Chapter 3 born rebellious

The person who approached him for a while was at a loss for words. Xia Xiqing didn't even look at him, straightened his suit, and left without looking back.

If such a self-righteous person does not completely destroy his poor self-confidence that is like a bubble, he can pester him endlessly. Xia Xiqing walked across a street, stopped a taxi and got in.

On the way home, Xia Xiqing continued to look at the previous Weibo. The video was indeed released by the official movie blog, and the netizens were indeed discussing it spontaneously, but he always felt that there would be capital involved in this matter in the later stage , take this opportunity to hype.

Thinking of this, he became a little unhappy. He went back to the apartment he temporarily rented after returning to China, took a hot bath, and fell asleep on the bed.

Sure enough, Xia Xiqing, who fell asleep until the next afternoon, woke up to find that his cell phone, which had been turned to silent, had received more than 40 missed calls. He flipped through it, and even his parents, who didn't have a phone call during the holidays, called.

At this moment, he even felt a little bit of fun. Now that he is so popular now, he is forced to appear in the sight of everyone, including the two parents who have no feelings for him. It's also quite an accomplishment.

After tidying up, Xia Xiqing casually **** his forehead hair, put a small bra on the top of his head, then changed into a dirty overalls, and sat in front of the drawing board, with a mottled paint palette in hand , red and blue mixed together, blending into a dirty gray-purple. He closed his eyes, and Zhou Ziheng's disdainful expression appeared in front of him that night.

Like floating clouds, those images gradually slipped into my mind from the clouds of memory and became clear. Xia Xiqing caught it with lines and bound it on the drawing paper.

The three-dimensional outline, the sharp eyebrows and eyes, and the slightly pursed lip line because of disgust, are all painted on the plain plane by the heavy color of the oil painting, and there is nowhere to escape.

Holding the pen, Xia Xiqing leaned against the back of the chair and stepped on the edge of the tool table with one leg crossed, carefully studying this somewhat random sketch.

I can't tell where I am dissatisfied. The demeanor fitted by the lines is always less than one ten-thousandth of the charm of a real person, and even the degree of disgust cannot be imitated.

The phone rang again, and Xia Xiqing stretched his arm enough, and took it in his hand.

It's an unknown number.

"May I ask who you are?" He was habitually falsely friendly.

"We met before. I wonder if you still remember me?" The other party's voice was indeed familiar. Xia Xiqing only reacted for a second or two before recalling: "Ah...you are Miss Jiang."

"Yes, you have a really good memory." Jiang Yin on the other end of the phone laughed, "Have you been troubled recently? You have become popular all over the Internet."

Xia Xiqing smiled and stretched, "Fortunately, I have been sleeping, and you are the first call I received."

Jiang Yin was a little surprised, this young man was so calm that he didn't even ask how she got the contact information.

It was dusk when the two of them made an appointment, and there were very few people in the coffee shop. The orange sunlight penetrated through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and melted into the strong aroma of coffee, wrapping Xia Xiqing inside.

Jiang Yin pinched the coffee spoon with her fingers to stir up the shape of the milk foam, and looked at the young man in front of her.

His dark hair was dyed with a warm halo by the setting sun. There was a smile on his delicate face. The small mole on the tip of his nose was gentle and charming. I didn't notice it last time. It turned out that there was a long and thin scar on his chin , is about to coincide with the mandible line, so it is not easy to find. Xia Xiqing was more casual than she imagined, only wearing a dirty gray overalls, big and old, with stained paint all over it, new and old.

However, Jiang Yin immediately recognized the brand of the clothes. This trendy brand is quite expensive. It is a brand that many celebrities favor when they are engaged in the so-called airport fashion.

"Did you paint just now?"

"Yeah." Xia Xiqing looked down at his palm, and there was a large piece of dark blue paint on the outside. He rubbed it with his fingers, but couldn't get it off. He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and said without raising his head, "You Do you want to ask me out?"

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Jiang Yin didn't make any more polite remarks, and said straight to the point: "You never thought about making a debut?"

Xia Xiqing tapped the wall of the coffee cup with his fingers, and looked at the people coming and going outside the window, "Debut?"

"Your qualifications are really good, and you are very popular with the audience. You can see it in this hot search." Jiang Yin subconsciously put on the posture of a gold medal agent, "Actually, in our opinion, artists are also divided into grades. The second thing is that no matter how hard you try, you can’t get attention. People like this are the majority of people in this circle. The better ones can get ahead if they take their time, hone their acting skills, or wait for an opportunity. There will always be a time when Xiaohong The last type is the talented player, who has a fire in his life, even if he doesn't say a word, as long as he has a camera, he can get a lot of attention." Jiang Yin leaned forward, "You are the last type. "

A child walked by outside, holding a hydrogen balloon in his hand, one didn't hold it tightly, and let it fly away. The child stared blankly at the sky, and suddenly cried out. Xia Xiqing looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

Feeling that Jiang Yin, who was being ignored, coughed, Xia Xiqing lazily turned her head and looked at her, "Miss Jiang, you are definitely an expert in this circle, but no matter how powerful an expert is, there will be times when you are mistaken."

"What's the meaning?"

"You are mistaken now." Xia Xiqing leaned back on the sofa, too lazy to hide it, "I am not the last type. Let me tell you directly, I am a trouble." His eyes were full of smiles, black pupils The warm light from the window flows inside. "You'll regret it, if you pull me into this circle, I'll just keep making trouble for you."

Jiang Yin looked at him for a long time before she spoke again, "You don't want to debut, I understand. I still have plan B."

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, since he was bored anyway, why not just listen, "Tell me."

"Recently there is a reality show that requires amateurs to participate." Jiang Yin took out a plan from her bag and handed it to Xia Xiqing, "I also participated in the production of this reality show, and I want to invite you to participate."

"Invite me?" Xia Xiqing opened the plan and saw a few words before finally understanding, "So you are planning for Zhou Ziheng, this is actually your plan A."

"You're really the smartest person I've ever met." Jiang Yin didn't hide her real motivation, "I guessed that you wouldn't agree to debut, and you would definitely be rejected if you said it. You just want to try. You should know, I am The shareholders of Ziheng’s brokerage company, of course, have a deeper relationship than the shareholders. I am inconvenient to say now. Ziheng is an artist that our company is currently promoting. His acting skills and conditions are very good, but you also know that, There is usually a problem with the debut of child stars, that is, the lack of loyal fans, his nationality has always been very high, but now this circle is no longer the era of relying on nationality to exchange resources."

"You need flow." Xia Xiqing poked a layer of milk foam on the surface with a coffee spoon.

"That's right." Jiang Yin tapped her fingers on the table, "With Ziheng's acting skills and appearance, if there is more traffic, he will become an absolute phenomenon. This is what I want."

Xia Xiqing understood her purpose, but he found it interesting, "Then you think I can bring traffic to him?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't come to you. You have to know that traffic comes from topics. To put it bluntly, the fastest way is to fry CP."

"Frying CP is popular, but I think it's very strange. Zhou Ziheng also has a lot of CP, and many of them are popular young meat. Why did you find me, an amateur?"

Although Xia Xiqing asked this question, he also knew very well in his heart that the uneven distribution of benefits brought about by the hype among celebrities would often lead to bigger problems. An amateur like him who has no fan base and no company operations is more suitable to take Come to cooperate.

"Now you bring your own topic, you are the amateur with the most attention right now, just by looking at the trending searches in the past few days, you can know the potential of your face." Jiang Yin said flatteringly, "This real person The original planning of the show was to escape from the real-life secret room, but I rejected it because it lacked topicality. There have been similar shows before but they were all confused. Sometimes the audience just want to watch the really interesting ones.”

"For example?" Xia Xiqing propped his chin with his hand and smiled lazily.

"For example, a star and her fans are trapped in the same secret room, trying to escape." Jiang Yin propped her chin with her hands, and looked at Xia Xiqing with a smile, "If this fan is also a handsome guy, then I guess those little girls will more interested."

I see.

"So yesterday's trending topic on Weibo was bought by you, right?" With a bang, the coffee spoon he was holding fell against the wall of the cup, and Xia Xiqing withdrew his fingers.

Jiang Yin, who was exposed by him, didn't think there was anything wrong, and replied calmly: "I just added fuel to the flames after you were on the hot search. But I want to clarify in advance that the video was released at first. It was an accident, I In fact, when I met you, I guessed that you would be noticed, but I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated."

So just use it? It's a terrible occupational disease.

I don't know how the beneficiary felt when he knew about it.

Speaking of the beneficiary... Zhou Ziheng's extremely disgusted expression could not help but appear in his mind again.

Xia Xiqing suddenly sat up straight with great interest, put his hand on his chin and smiled at her: "Your proposal is indeed quite interesting, but you probably don't know that my idol hates me very much now."

The word "very much" was deliberately elongated by him, and he squinted his eyes and smiled as if he was very proud.

Jiang Yin didn't quite understand, "Have you met in private? How could he hate you? He treats fans very well."

"Well... I met it accidentally in private, how should I put it..." The situation was too embarrassing, Xia Xiqing couldn't think of any suitable explanation for a while, so he had to give up, "It just happened like this. I bet you that if he knew It's me, I will definitely not agree to be on this show."

Jiang Yin was silent for a while, "What if I convince him? Will you come?"

Xia Xiqing, who was staring at the paint on his fingertips, raised his head, his eyes glowed with joy, "Come on." His ending sound was also very light, which made Jiang Yin curious, which was really straightforward.

"Really?" Jiang Yin showed a suspicious expression on her face, "It's a bit strange that you agree with me so quickly."

Xia Xiqing fiddled with the delicate sugar cube box at hand, took out a piece from it, put it in his mouth, and crunched it before it melted.

"Really, I agree."

When he thought of the scene where Zhou Ziheng obviously hated him and had to live with him, he felt excited.

Excitement is the source of creative desire.

"By the way, are you sure you want to invite me to a reality show that requires IQ?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, "What if I can't help at all and just drag Zhou Ziheng down?"

Xia Xiqing's statement was not groundless, he was also a fan of Zhou Ziheng, and knew him somewhat. Zhou Ziheng resolutely gave up the art school for the college entrance examination and went to the physics department of P University, which shocked Xia Xiqing. He didn't expect that this little child star turned out to be a man with a high IQ in science. He thought he would give up his career in the entertainment industry and join the society. The road of socialist scientific research, who knows, will come out to take on the show later.

If you don't go to the so-called class, you can still perform well. When God opens a door to a person, there is a high probability that all his windows will be opened, or there will be no cracks at all, and it will be as dark as a closed room.

The reality is so cruel.

"That's what I thought at first, it's enough for Ziheng to be smart, and it's better for you to set him off by the side." Jiang Yin smiled, not hiding her original calculations, "But I still investigated you, occupational disease Well, I was really surprised, you are from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, ah yes, I accidentally saw the record of your previous participation in HiMCM."

careless?

This woman is horrible. Although Xia Xiqing's face was calm, she sincerely admired her investigative ability in her heart. Participating in the mathematical modeling competition was only a matter of high school, and she was still able to find out.

"I think someone like you will definitely not be the one who is holding back." Jiang Yin looked at Xia Xiqing with a half-smile, and Xia Xiqing also returned a false smile, "I will try my best."

After bidding farewell to Jiang Yin, Xia Xiqing decided to go find Xu Qichen. On the way, he passed a newly opened cake shop and bought a few new cakes.

"So you really want to be on TV?" Xu Qichen asked vaguely with a bit of surprise, with a cake in his mouth.

Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on the ground, nodded, stretched out his long legs, and crossed them together. He couldn't help complaining, "Is it too old-fashioned to say that I'm going on TV? I'm going to participate in a reality show."

"It's all the same." Xu Qichen ate too fast, choked a little, got off the sofa and ran to the refrigerator to find a drink.

Xia Xiqing looked at his back and clicked his tongue, "You are barefoot again, you haven't been talked about by Xia Zhixu enough." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the milk box with no aesthetics, and couldn't help asking, "Is there any wine?"

"Drink less bars, your Xia family either smokes or drinks, a bunch of bad habits." Xu Qichen stuffed the milk into his hand.

Xia Xiqing reluctantly took the milk, and looked at Xu Qichen with a smirk on his face, "I'm ashamed to say, that kid's biggest bad habit in his life is you."

"You're the one with the bad habit." Xu Qichen said casually, "Don't laugh, it's your turn sooner or later."

Xia Xiqing shrugged, "Then let's see which unlucky ghost has my bad habit."

Xu Qichen thought about the reality show, "Why did the producer find you? There seem to be very few such deciphering reality shows, and guests are generally not easy to invite."

"I don't know where that person found the record of me participating in competitions with Xia Zhixu and the others, plus the hot search last time..." Xia Xiqing pinched the milk carton with a headache, "That's why I said I hate the Internet."

"But having said that..." Xu Qichen, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, smiled and leaned on the sofa pillow, "If you participated in that show, you would be able to get in close contact with your idol."

"It's not an idol, it's the object of sexual fantasies." Xia Xiqing got excited when he mentioned this, "It's the main point. If I put it aside beforehand, I don't think I would agree. Every move will be recorded by the machine. It feels pretty good." Disgusting. But now Zhou Ziheng seems to dislike me very much, which is interesting."

Xu Qichen was a little baffled, he didn't understand what his VIP ticket had brought about, let alone what was going on in Xia Xiqing's mind.

Being disliked by the person you like, you still feel excited?

"Aren't you shaking S, why do I think you are shaking M?"

Xia Xiqing laughed, and pinched Xu Qichen's face, "Chenchen, you are too naive. Don't you think it's very difficult to look at someone who hates you and be forced to suppress your emotions, and to work together and even get along with you under the camera?" ... interesting?"

In fact, he hesitated for a while when he worded it. The original reserve player was "sexy". In his mind, Zhou Ziheng endured his loathing for himself and was forced to show an unassuming intimacy. That scene was really sexy.

It makes people want to do everything possible to provoke the bottom line of his pretense.

It was already late when I got home, and another strange call came in on my mobile phone. Xia Xiqing answered it casually, only to find that the other party turned out to be his stepmother.

Xia Xiqing couldn't think of any convincing reason to call him at this time.

"Xi Qing, you didn't say anything when you returned home?"

The other party's voice was as hypocritical as ever, Xia Xiqing turned the phone on speakerphone and put it aside.

"If I knew you were coming back from Florence, I should have said in advance that your father and I would send someone to pick you up. Now we all have to see you on the TV news. It's really not easy." Her voice was as slippery as Fish, with the fishy smell sticking to his hands, "You are also the son of the Xia family, it's not good to stay outside all the time, and what TV is on, give more to your father..."

Xia Xiqing snorted coldly, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice water for himself, unscrewed it and took a few big gulps, the cold water flowed into the lungs, and all internal organs were cold.

"Have you said enough? Mrs. Xia, the dove occupying the magpie's nest."

The other party obviously hesitated for a while, and when he spoke again, he lost a lot of confidence, "Why are you so aggressive, I also care about you..."

"Aggressive?" Xia Xiqing slammed the refrigerator door, "You have been merciful to me for so long, what exactly do you want to do, let me think about it, is my mother's property going to be transferred? Or is Xia Yunkai going to separate the family? ?”

"you!"

It seems to be true.

Xia Xiqing smiled, "If you have the time to pretend to be with me, you might as well beg your husband to let him stop messing around outside and make more illegitimate children to share the family property with your son. My suggestion is pertinent enough, right? .”

"You..." Xia Xiqing saw through the other party's every word and deed, and she couldn't help turning into anger from embarrassment. She tore up all the love and tenderness she had pretended before, "You shameless rascal, you're a **** with your father, you, you, all day long Just know how to mess around outside!"

"If he doesn't mess around, how can you enter Xia's house?" Xia Xiqing's tone was extremely gentle, "You have to be grateful."

The other party cursed again, and it was nothing more than a few words, you and your father are shameless libertines, you will not end well, Xia Xiqing has never heard bad words since childhood, and has long been used to it.

Waiting quietly for her to finish showing her shrew face, Xia Xiqing put the bottle in his hand back on the table, turned his back to the counter, and finally spoke again.

"No."

The person at the other end of the conversation was stunned, "What did you say?"

Breathing is not smooth, bored.

Xia Xi unbuttoned the first button of his shirt with his hands, and reiterated again: "I said, I am not the same as Xia Yunkai."

This is a little more comfortable.

"He **** women, I **** men."