He Zhijin swiped his card to enter the house. As soon as he entered, he saw that they were playing a DVD of Jing Zuohuai's performance in the living room. There was afternoon tea on the table. Ke Huo enthusiastically asked him to analyze the role, and Jing Zuohuai patiently answered his questions.
As soon as he entered the door, Jing Zuohuai's eyes followed him. He Zhijin washed his hands and joined them.
There was a knock at the door, and Ke Huo ran to open it. Sister Zhou and the director came in. The director had a very easygoing personality. While he was strict in front of the camera, he was very considerate of them in private.
Without asking for others' courtesy, he sat down and started eating. While eating, he commented on the restaurant's quality, asked who had ordered such a tasteful meal, and told Jing Zuohuai that he knew him from this movie.
"Oh, by the way, I also went to see the premiere of the movie!" Director Kang recalled.
"You played this role really well, it's exactly like Xiao Han himself! If I remember correctly, this is the second movie you've participated in. It's really great that you can act like this at such a young age!"
The atmosphere was well-adjusted by the director and became much more lively.
"Could you tell me how you performed that role?" he added. "I went to see it two or three times afterwards, and you were really good."
Jing Zuohuai didn't know how to respond, but curiosity was clearly written on Director Kang's face. He had no choice but to give an ambiguous description.
"I was definitely not in good shape at the beginning. The gap between the later stages and the early stages was too big, and I got scolded a lot at the time. Later, after experiencing it firsthand, I understood this feeling."
He spoke simply, as if those painful memories were not his. He Zhijin, who was sitting next to him, gradually became distracted. He was the culprit who gave him those painful memories.
Director Kang noticed that they were not in the right mood, so he changed the subject and talked to Ke Huo about the play and about him.
"Today is Christmas, let's go have a dinner together as a crew." The director took a sip of honey tea before speaking. "You can't refuse. There are no outsiders, just the few of us here."
"That's great. I've heard that Director Kang loves to explore restaurants. I definitely won't make any mistakes if I follow you." Ke Huo said with a smile.
Jing Zuohuai looked at them with a smile and slowly approached He Zhijin, who was sitting next to him. He patted his hands, hoping to make him relax.
He knew that what he had just said made He Zhijin feel sad. On the one hand, he really didn't want to continue this topic. On the other hand, he wanted to see his reaction and see if that time had left a bad impression on him.
It looks like it's left behind...
Director Kang booked a restaurant and the group drove to their destination. It was a high-end restaurant, and the waiter took them to the top floor for sightseeing as soon as they saw them.
It's beautiful here. You can overlook the entire city at night from the window.
"Director Kang, this is such a waste." Sister Zhou knew him well, so she could naturally joke with him. "Won't this cost you nothing?"
Director Kang laughed heartily and clapped his hands as the waiter brought over a bottle of expensive wine. "No, no, don't worry, eat it. Consider it my reward to the two male leads. It's a holiday, so everyone can order whatever they want."
Jing Zuhuai never socialized. Whenever the waiter brought him food, he would wait for others to take theirs before eating. Although he was not good at socializing, he still had the proper manners and rules.
He Zhijin helped him pick up some food and chatted with other people at the table from time to time.
After three rounds of drinks, Director Kang was a little tipsy. Jing Zuohuai had only had one glass of wine the entire dinner, most of which was helped by He Zhijin.
This time, he didn't control his appetite. As soon as he came in, he received He Zhijin's instructions and ate without restraint. How could he give up the time to feast on his food? Of course he obeyed!
There are no advantages, just listening to advice.
Ke Huo on the opposite side was obviously drunk. He pulled out the table and chairs and rushed to Jing Zuohuai, hugged him, and acted coquettishly, saying how much he liked himself and how much he admired him.
Seeing how embarrassing he was, Sister Zhou didn't stop him. She turned on the video and recorded his embarrassing moments, intending to leave it as a black history for him after he woke up.
Jing Zuohuai was a little confused. He didn't know whether he should comfort him or push him away. This child put all his weight on him. It would have been fine if he had said some cheesy words, but why was he crying?
Ke Huo was so drunk that he could only hum and moan while holding Jing Zuohuai, and his sentences were incomplete.
"Wow, Brother Jing, I really like you. You have no idea how hard I worked to get into this industry. Now I finally get to meet you, wow, and play the male lead with you. I really have no regrets in my life!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Jing Zuohuai tapped his forehead and patted his back to comfort him.
Ke Huo let him go, as if he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. He looked at him for a long time, "Brother, actually, I'm not as good as you think. I, I put a lot of thought into getting closer to you, and I also played some tricks on you. Actually, this drama, is, it's me..."
Sister Zhou quickly turned off her phone to interrupt him, "Ahahahaha, this kid is drunk. I'll take him home first. Emperor Jing, please don't be too serious with him."
She smiled apologetically while pinching him secretly, feeling really disappointed in him because he would say anything after drinking a little.
Jing Zuohuai was a little confused, but still smiled and helped her move Ke Huo into the car.
Before leaving, she was still hugging his thighs and didn't want to separate, mumbling something, but Jing Zuohuai couldn't hear it clearly.
"Ancestor! I really want to slap you, just be quiet!" Sister Zhou was speechless and wanted to give up.
In the end, with the help of He Zhijin, he got rid of him. The crew also left, and Jing Zuohuai said goodbye to them.
He just watched everyone leave. He drank some red wine, feeling slightly tipsy, his mind wandering. He walked aimlessly under the neon lights, and He Zhijin followed him without any hurry.
"Aren't you bored?" Jing Zuhuai turned around and looked at him with a smile, still walking back. He was like a carefree child, innocent and naive. "Actually, if you asked me to go back, I would definitely obey."
He Zhijin seemed to think of something and shook his head dotingly. He knew that he had always listened to him, no matter if it was right or wrong.
"Want to go for a walk?" Jing Zuhuai asked. He knew that he hadn't eaten much at dinner just now, and he had been taking care of himself the whole time. How could a man over 5 feet tall be full after eating so little?
"There's a snack street nearby with a nice environment and great food. Would you like to try it?" he invited.
Well, to be honest, he still has some selfish motives.
He wanted to date He Zhijin on this Christmas Eve.
Use this as an excuse to go on a date that no one knows about.
"Sure." He Zhijin replied.
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