Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

Chapter 57 Chapter 57

57.

early morning.

Light poured down between the never-closed curtains.

Some clothes were scattered on the floor, and the bed was a bit messy. One pillow was thrown at the end of the bed, and two heads were squeezed on the remaining one.

Fang Zhixing was held tightly in Zhong Siyuan's arms, he slept deeply, and did not notice Zhong Siyuan's pecking kiss on the back of his neck.

When the doorbell rang, Fang Zhixing unconsciously moved, then turned over.

The non-stop kiss fell on his lips, Zhong Siyuan paused for a few seconds, then pressed Fang Zhixing back, lowered his head and bit his shoulder.

"what……"

Fang Zhixing woke up frowning in pain, his mind was in a trance, he thought it was last night, he was crying in the thick tide of emotion.

Zhong Siyuan took a bite and then let go, pinching Fang Zhixing's face: "My brother is here, get up quickly."

Fang Zhixing was dizzy, he couldn't breathe when he got up, and asked softly, "Why did you bite me when your brother came?"

Zhong Siyuan hooked his pajamas from under the bed, opened the sleeves, and slowly covered the marks on his chest: "You smell good."

nerve.

I didn’t brush my teeth again, so I’ll give you a P.

It was rare for Fang Zhixing to get up quickly, and when he got dressed and walked out of the room, Zhong Lufan had already been let in by Zhong Siyuan.

Zhong Lufan's voice came into the living room from the door all the way, and Fang Zhixing heard every word clearly: "...I found it, and the driver is willing to come out and testify."

A few steps away, Fang Zhixing froze in place.

He stared blankly at Zhong Siyuan's approaching figure, and confirmed, "Have you found the driver?"

Zhong Siyuan nodded with a smile: "I found it."

"It's like finding a needle in a haystack, really..." Fang Zhixing still refused to believe it, "Did you really find it?"

Zhong Siyuan held his face lightly: "I really found it."

"Damn it!" Fang Zhixing choked up, not crying like crying, not smiling like laughing, he stretched out his arms to hug Zhong Siyuan, he didn't know what he was talking about, "Ji Chuan must be a koi!"

After finding the driver who caused the accident, the lawyer who stayed in South Korea asked him to briefly explain the situation that year. It took a long time to wait for the confession, but after waiting for so many years, Fang Zhixing didn't care about waiting for a long time.

Before posting Weibo, Fang Zhixing's palms were a little cold, and his heart beat fast when he pressed the mouse.

Zhong Siyuan stretched out his hand and hugged Fang Zhixing's body from behind: "Don't be afraid, I'm with you."

Fang Zhixing's courage suddenly surged, he nodded, and pressed send together with Zhong Siyuan.

The progress bar slid to the end, and Fang Zhixing's head was suddenly empty. The anger and unwillingness accumulated for five years all came to light with this statement, and he seemed to empty himself. After that, his heart can finally be completely The property belongs to Zhong Siyuan.

The statement is [-] words in its entirety, and it describes in detail Fang Zhixing's whole process from participating in the selection of trainees to being unspoken by Kim Yoo Hee.

The 45-minute recording was released along with the statement. The recording was thoughtfully provided with subtitles in Chinese, Korean and English to ensure authenticity and accuracy.

Followed by Fang Zhixing's transfer records to Kim Yoo Hee over the past five years, and the hospital admission records for surgery after returning to China.

Then there is the car accident story dictated by the driver who just got it. The images and sounds of the characters have been processed technically, and Chinese and Korean bilingual subtitles are also printed underneath.

Finally, a letter from a lawyer formally filing a lawsuit against Kim Yoo Hee.

Fang Zhixing posted on his blog: "All the above evidence is submitted to the court, and any progress in the case will be announced to netizens who follow the incident at any time."

This statement was also posted on Korean social networks in Korean, and Zhong Siyuan's beating incident was completely reversed.

Netizens from the two countries were shocked by what happened to Fang Zhixing. It turned out that there was something hidden behind the sudden termination of the contract.

Such a soul-stirring crime is no longer a simple violent incident. The abuse of rights and illegal transactions involved behind it have touched the law, and the anger of the people was instantly ignited. Compared with domestic netizens, the response from South Korea was more intense.

The people started to march, petitioning the government to thoroughly investigate Kim Yoo-hee's unspoken rules.So far, the South Korean police can no longer cover up the crime, and formally filed a case to start investigation.

It is worth mentioning that after Fang Zhixing spoke out publicly, many Koreans who had similar experiences to him bravely stood up.Many of them are still trainees, some of them have changed jobs, both male and female, and they all said that they have also been sold by the GPO to politicians/business people to play with.

The truth finally came to light, and domestic netizens became surprisingly unified.

They left messages of support under Fang Zhixing's Weibo, feeling sorry for his experience, praising his bravery, thanking him for his willingness to stand up and expose crimes, and sounding a wake-up call in the entertainment industry.

The video of Zhong Siyuan beating someone was also heated up. Netizens who questioned the abuse at the beginning commented on "relieving anger", and some people said that they should be beaten more severely.

Since the incident happened in South Korea, Kim Yoo-hee was quickly recalled to South Korea by the police to restrict his actions and prepare for further investigation.

The haze lingering overhead finally dissipated.

Just when the popularity on the Internet continued to rise, the annual sealing performance of Seven Ships officially started.

As a show of support, almost all the more than 100 people from top to bottom of the web drama crew were present, even Su Moer came.

Fang Zhixing didn't care about etiquette after the name was posted in the auditorium early in the morning. He opened the back door and left Zhong Siyuan the most central position in the first row.

The news that Fang Zhixing was going to perform on the Seventh Ship spread on the Internet, and many media and reporters came to the door uninvited. The old theater once again showed the old scene where the threshold was broken. Fang Zhixing had to ask Zhong Lufan to borrow some security personnel temporarily. emergency.

From the morning of the performance to the early morning of the next day, Fang Zhixing spent a lot of money to arrange lunch and dinner in the cafeteria of the building next door.

Today is the last day for Lu Feng's documentary to collect materials, from the front stage to behind the scenes, to ensure that the performance is fully filmed.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the show started on time.

In the first dance of "Mulan", the armored Mulan immediately won applause from the audience.

There was thunderous applause in the performance hall, but one seat in the first row was empty.

In the empty reception room, Fang Zhixing was carried to the table and kissed passionately.

He didn't wear exercise clothes today, and a hand got in under the loose sweater. Fang Zhixing's breath was unsteady, and he couldn't help shaking twice.

Zhong Siyuan kissed Fang Zhixing until he was out of breath before letting him go.

The palm of his hand touched the flesh on his narrow waist without barriers, Zhong Siyuan's eyes were filled with dangerous emotion, and it took a lot of effort to suppress it.

Fang Zhixing was obviously not satisfied, he opened his blurred eyes to look for him, and snorted softly in his nasal cavity: "Huh?"

That means why it suddenly stopped.

Zhong Siyuan pulled out his hand and pulled Fang Zhixing's sweater: "Not now."

Fang Zhixing looked back at the locked door: "Sure, I locked the door."

"No, you still have to dance at night."

Fang Zhixing's brain was on the top of his head, and he was so annoyed that he wanted to scratch someone, but Zhong Siyuan grabbed his wrist and lightly kissed his fingertips.

Zhong Siyuan patted Fang Zhixing's forehead: "Be obedient."

His attitude was firm, so Fang Zhixing had no choice but to give up, but he was not reconciled, and clung to Zhong Siyuan for a long time before getting up.

Zhong Siyuan wanted to pamper him, sat back on the chair, stretched out his hand, and Fang Zhixing obediently rode on his lap.

Fang Zhixing put his arms around Zhong Siyuan's shoulders, drew circles on his chin with one hand, and whispered softly, "Today is your birthday, Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Siyuan weighed his legs: "I haven't received my birthday present until now."

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Can you give it to me now?"

"No." Fang Zhixing is very principled, "But if you can't wait, I can tie a bow on my body and make money for you first."

Zhong Siyuan raised his eyebrows: "You want to give me yourself as a gift?"

But everything that should be done has been done, and it doesn't sound like something new.

Fang Zhixing was inexplicably aggrieved: "It's all because you can't help it! It's annoying!"

Zhong Siyuan was scolded for no reason, and choked: "Who the hell can't help it?"

The scene just now was still vivid in his memory, Fang Zhixing blushed and was honest.

He was lying on Zhong Siyuan's shoulders, the music from the performance hall was already very small, he leaned on it peacefully, without making a sound, even if he just stayed together quietly, he was already satisfied.

However, when Fang Zhixing was awake, he was calm for only 5 minutes. He took a bite of the neck next to his mouth, and said, "Actually, I planned to give you a birthday present that year."

He said five years ago.

Zhong Siyuan caressed his back: "What for?"

Fang Zhixing was still a little unhappy when he mentioned this: "What did you say to give?"

There are only a few things he can think of in his mind, and the simple ones are not good: "No matter how I hinted at you back then, you didn't want to do anything with me... I just thought, if you haven't acted by your birthday, I will Like I said just now, tie myself a bow and send it to your bed."

Zhong Siyuan laughed with a "puchi" and lowered his head to look at Fang Zhixing's face: "Really?"

"Really!"

Who knew that they never waited until Zhong Siyuan's birthday.

Zhong Siyuan was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly asked: "Do you know why I was unwilling at that time?"

Fang Zhixing didn't think about answering this question: "Why?"

Zhong Siyuan said: "You are too young."

Fang Zhixing sprayed: "I was almost 21 at that time!"

"Still young." Zhong Siyuan gently stroked the hair on the back of Fang Zhixing's head, "It's so simple and clean, I'm afraid I'll break you."

"..."

What a dangerous statement this is.

Fang Zhixing muttered: "Then I'm not pure and clean now, so you tease me hard."

Zhong Siyuan couldn't understand Fang Zhixing's brain circuit, and pinched his ears as punishment: "Say nonsense."

"Now you are still so innocent and clean. I just want to mess with you one more time after I take another look."

Fang Zhixing is satisfied now.

He leaned back happily, feeling Zhong Siyuan's hand wrapping around his ear to the back of his neck, caressing gently like he couldn't put it down.

"After the box-sealing performance is over, you can take two days off to get a tattoo with me."

"Yeah." Zhong Siyuan pressed Fang Zhixing's face close, "Have you decided what tattoo you want?"

Fang Zhixing nodded: "I want a rose tattoo."

Zhong Siyuan asked why.

He said, "I want to be in love with you forever."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky completely darkened.

Zhong Siyuan returned to the auditorium, Zhong Lufan glanced at him: "Are you willing to come back?"

Zhong Siyuan said: "Qingqing went to make up."

Zhong Lufan shook his head speechlessly: "Calm down, a lot of fans have come today, are you two really planning to make it public?"

Zhong Siyuan looked at the stage and said inexplicably, "It's not impossible."

"..."

Zhong Lufan thought his brother was crazy.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the last dance drama officially kicked off.

"The Peacock Princess" is well-known to everyone. Before today, the only person who danced it was Zhou Fangping.Everyone is looking forward to whether the new Peacock Princess can pass on the spirit of the older generation.

Lin Manman and Ji Chuan were sitting in the back. One of them was Siqing and his wife's number one CP fan, and the other was Fang Zhixing's number one brainless fan. At this moment, they both turned on their phones.

Lin Manman pushed Ji Chuan: "Come over, my camera is all off."

Ji Chuan was pushed so hard that she almost dropped his phone, and he refused to give way: "Why didn't you go there? My camera is also off!"

Lin Manman ignored him, put down the armrest in the middle, and moved her butt half to the side.

Ji Chuan was frightened and quickly told her: "You are a female hooligan! You almost sat on my lap."

Lin Manman made a funny face at him: "I'm not going to play a hooligan on anyone, nor on you."

Ji Chuan faltered, and honestly shrank aside, put down his phone, and decided to give up the precious shooting opportunity to Lin Manman.

The curtain on the stage was only half drawn, and the cheers from the audience had already exploded.

Ji Chuan bears the brunt of the lion's roar, and Lin Manman also does his part, and the phone screen shakes for a while.

Beams of light are projected onto the stage from all directions, with green hills as the scenery and a white peacock standing among the gurgling water.

Fang Zhixing appeared in the audience's field of vision dressed in white gauze, with fluttering sleeves, and the hem of the white gauze skirt was blue bird feathers.

His eyelashes are connected with dark blue feathers, a dazzling sapphire is inlaid between his eyebrows, and the back of his hand is covered with mysterious totems with white paint.

Then he blinked his eyes for the first time, and the melodious music resounded through the performance hall from far to near.

In the auditorium, Zhong Siyuan stared deeply at Fang Zhixing, not missing any of his expressions or movements.

He watched Fang Zhixing spin, jump, and use his injured leg to climb to the top of the mountains.

Birds and beasts from all directions came to cheer, and the Peacock Princess stood on the clouds and uttered a clear song.

Then the clouds and mist dispersed, and he swooped down from a high place, the white gauze glistened, and the blue feathers of the bird shook slightly in mid-air.

That was Fang Zhixing flipping off the dancer's shoulders neatly.

The applause continued from the audience, and Zhong Siyuan was almost drowned.

He suddenly felt hot in his eyes. This peacock was not a princess, but someone he was willing to devote his whole life to love.

The 10-[-]-minute performance seemed very long, but the audience was attracted by the plot, and at the end they were a little bit unsatisfied.

The last movement is done and the music stops.

Fang Zhixing turned around and embraced all the actors who performed together.

The applause from the audience continued. After a while, the actors left the stage one by one. Fang Zhixing took a microphone from the side.

He stood under the light and saw the front from the last row. It had been many years since he saw such a packed scene.

But today, what he wants to talk about is not the Seventh Ship, not how hard these years have been, and how hard it is now.

Fang Zhixing tapped the microphone twice, but his breath was still not even, so his voice sounded unsteady.

There was glistening sweat on his forehead and neck, he wiped it casually, and smiled at the audience: "Hi everyone, I'm Fang Zhixing."

As soon as the voice fell, there was endless applause from below.

Fang Zhixing put his finger on his lips and gave a soft "shh", and then said: "Thank you for coming to the Seventh Fleet today. I believe that the Seventh Fleet did not disappoint you."

I don't know who shouted: "No!!!"

Immediately afterwards, more voices such as "Seven Ships are great!", "The dance drama is super beautiful!" came on.

Fang Zhixing was happy, and he accepted the praise with peace of mind. He was full of confidence, as if the praise was expected.

"But I'm not here to give a speech today." Fang Zhixing asked the subordinates, "Which friend will tell me the time, what time is it?"

Immediately someone responded: "[-]:[-]!"

You still have time.

"Thank you."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice gradually stabilized.

Among the crowds, Fang Zhixing gave Zhong Siyuan the best place, and he could see it at a glance.

He looked at Zhong Siyuan with sincere and open eyes, without any shyness: "I only say a few words."

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, and countless eyes were fixed on Fang Zhixing.

Only Zhong Siyuan caught Fang Zhixing's gaze.

Fang Zhixing chose to show his sincerity to the world at this moment.

He is not afraid of being denied, let alone boycotted.He wanted Zhong Siyuan to hear it, and everyone who didn't like or recognize them could hear it.

He walked a very difficult road, but he met the best and the best people.

Fang Zhixing said: "I am not the peacock princess, but you are my prince."

He showed the most beautiful smile tonight and sent his most sincere wishes: "Zhong Siyuan, happy birthday."

Then, he opened his hands, and the white sleeves connected to the hem of his clothes really looked like a pair of wings.

He "flyed" off the stage.

Zhong Siyuan got up slowly and hugged the person who rushed towards him.