Entertainment Industry Acting Emperor

When Gong Xiqiao appeared outside the gate of Xi's house in his car, it was already dinner time.

Looking at the towering carved gate in front of him, he pulled the car door and walked to the video intercom next to him and rang the doorbell.

The bodyguard on duty in the surveillance room looked at the young man in the video in surprise. Isn't this the actor who has become popular recently? Before he could react, the colleague next to him had already picked up the intercom microphone.

After hearing the other party hung up the phone in two or two sentences, he pressed the red button to open the door. He was a little dumbfounded, just let an actor in?

Seeing that the door had been opened, Gong Xiqiao returned to the car and drove the car into the door of Xi's house not far before he saw two bodyguards giving him a parking sign.

When he stopped the car, he took out the thermos in the back seat and smiled at one of the familiar bodyguards: "Trouble."

"Young Master Qiao, please go here." Seeing that Gong Xiqiao was so polite, the bodyguard who responded was a little embarrassed, and silently led Gong Xiqiao to the second floor of the residential building, and heard the doctor's voice upstairs. , Cai said, "The boss is upstairs."

After saying this, he noticed the insulator in Gong Xiqiao's hand: "The boss has a bad appetite. Please persuade him to use more things."

"Okay." Seeing that the bodyguard didn't mean to come up with him, Gong Xiqiao nodded slightly towards the other party, turned and walked towards the room where the voice was heard.

At the beginning, he didn't plan to visit Xi Qing. Although the two of them had some friendship, but they weren't good enough for the other to get sick, he could go to the other party's private residence to visit him. Xi Qing's status is extraordinary. If someone misunderstands that he is going to hug his thigh, then it will be boring.

But after taking a nap for a while, he suddenly remembered that Xi Qing's parents had died, and there were no brothers, and it would be boring to be sick at home alone. He has lived for two lifetimes. What kind of gossip hasn't been heard before, and he still needs to look at others to live his life? It doesn't matter if others misunderstand his intentions, as long as Xi Qing doesn't misunderstand him.

After figuring it out, he filled the bone vegetable soup that Aunt Luo had boiled for him in a thermos, which was just right for people who were sick.

"Mr. Xi, your body temperature is still high," the family doctor changed a bottle of medicine on the infusion stand, flicked the air bubbles in the infusion tube, and said earnestly, "You are exhausted from this disease. You usually look healthy. Kang, but it’s not easy to get better if he gets sick all his life."

Xi Qing knew that the doctor was doing him well, so she just listened silently, but she couldn't read the documents in her hand anymore.

"After the bottle of water is finished, if the body temperature still cannot drop, I suggest you go to the hospital for two days." The doctor took the medical waste together and looked at the time: "It's dinner time, you have something to eat. ."

Xi Qing frowned and did not speak. At this time, he had no appetite at all.

Seeing him like this, the doctor sighed. Who said on the phone today that he would have a good rest and eat good food?

"Knocking."

The doctor turned his head abruptly and saw a young man in a white shirt standing outside the door, with a pair of energized eyes, looking at exceptionally dazzling eyes.

"Xiao Qiao!" Xi Qing suddenly sat up straight, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that you are sick, so come and have a look." Gong Xiqiao smiled politely at the doctor, walked to Xi Qing's bed, and glanced at the infusion stand next to the bed. "It seems that you are very sick."

"It's just a small problem," Xi Qing threw the folder aside, "you sit down first."

Reached out and touched the opponent's forehead, the burning sensation passed from the palm of his hand, Gong Xi Qiao frowned: "It is very serious, how much is it now?"

"It's more than thirty-nine degrees," the doctor took, "Mr. You and Mr. Xi are friends. If the temperature of this bottle of water still doesn't drop, please take him to the hospital."

"Okay, I see, thank you." After Gong Xiqiao turned around and thanked the doctor, he looked at Xi Qing somewhat helplessly. When the other party appeared in front of him, he was always very imposing, and strangers shouldn't enter. However, this will make the cheeks red and the lips white, which looks much more grounded.

After looking around, he simply sat down on the edge of the bed, noticed that there were still folders on the bed, and said: "You can eat something and sleep, and you will be well soon. People who are ill will worry about work. . Xi’s family is big and big, do you have to worry about it alone?"

After finishing speaking, he got up and poured a bowl of soup from the heat preservation pot and brought it to Xi Qing: "First, drink some soup to nourish the stomach, and then take a nap."

Looking at the soup that was in front of her, even though Xi Qing had no appetite, she drank it with a slumped face.

"Okay, now lie down and sleep, you will be cured when you wake up," Gong Xi Qiao pressed the person into the quilt, and carefully covered him with the quilt.

"Are you going back now?" Xi Qing peeked out of the quilt, looking at Gong Xi Qiao with calm and watery eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly squeezed.

Obviously there was no expression on the other party's face, but Gong Xi Qiao was stunned to feel a bit of reluctance. Looking at the other party's pale cheeks, he shook his head: "You go to sleep, I won't go now."

Xi Qing stared at him for more than ten seconds before slowly closing her eyes.

After a while, hearing the other party's even breathing sound, Gong Xi Qiao got up from the edge of the bed, walked to the sofa next to him to read his mobile phone, and looked up at the infusion bottle from time to time.

More than an hour later, Gong Xiqiao noticed that Xi Qing was sweating on his forehead. He stepped forward and probed his forehead with his hand, and then touched his forehead to confirm that the other party's temperature had gradually returned to normal, and he was relieved.

Walking out of the room lightly, he whispered to the bodyguard who was guarding the door: "The potion in the room is almost gone, you go and call the doctor to get the needle."

The bodyguard looked inside the room and saw that the boss was sleeping peacefully. He took out the walkie-talkie to tell the bodyguard below to call the doctor upstairs, but said to Gongxi Qiao, "I'm troubled Mr. Gongxi tonight."

Gongxi Qiao knew that the bodyguard was a little defensive, but there was nothing wrong with the bodyguard being responsible, so he was not angry, but smiled and said: "Your boss is my friend, and friends care about each other. What trouble is there to talk about? ."

After speaking, he worried that the two people's voices would affect Xi Qing's sleep, smiled at each other, and when the doctor came up, he turned around and returned to the house.

Xi Qing felt as if someone was moving the back of his hand, and suddenly opened his eyes, he saw the doctor's wrinkled face. He was at a loss for a moment. He looked around and saw Gong Xiqiao sitting down. At the end of the bed, my heart settled down.

"Are you awake?" Seeing him open his eyes, Gong Xiqiao stepped forward and held his hand, "Don't move, the doctor will take the needle for you."

After the doctor took the needle, he pressed the needle hole with a sterile cotton swab, and Gong Xiqiao stretched out his hand to replace his work.

"Your body temperature has dropped. Are you hungry now?" Gong Xiqiao smiled when he saw the other person's eyes on his hand, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, thank you tonight." He thought he would not fall asleep just now, who knew he would fall asleep so soon.

"Since we are friends, don't be so polite to me." Make sure that the pinhole won't bleed, Gong Xi Qiao took away the sterilized cotton swab, got up and threw it in the trash can next to him, "Is there anything you want to eat, I will let you The domestic helper will do it for you."

Xi Qing sat up, feeling a little sticky on her body, so she twisted her shoulders uncomfortably, "Have you eaten yet?"

I came here in the afternoon with a thermos. I haven't had time to eat, or you can eat a little with me. "Gong Xi Qiao touched his stomach, "It's all protesting. "

Xi Qing curled her lips: "Okay."

After a light dinner with Xi Qing, Gong Xi Qiao sat at his house for another hour, watching him take the medicine, and then got up to leave.

Standing on the balcony wearing a coat, Xi Qing watched the black car drive out of her door, her eyes stained with warmth.

If, he has been living with himself...

Thinking of this, Xi Qing's expression changed, and she didn't even realize that her coat had fallen on the ground.

How could he have such an idea?

"Boss, Young Master Qiao has already gone back. I arranged for a brother to drive behind him to protect his safety." The bodyguard leader walked into the house and whispered, "There is also the Bai family, they are cooperating with that overseas company. The news has been reported by the media."

He waited for a long time, and found that the boss hadn't responded. He glanced at the man on the balcony with some doubts: "Boss?"

Xi Qing looked back at him, bent over to pick up the coat on the ground, and rubbed his forehead: "I see."

The bodyguard looked at the depressed boss with a puzzled face. What happened? Wasn't it all right when Qiao was here?

After Gong Xiqiao drove to the house, he drove back. While waiting for the traffic light halfway, he saw a three or four-year-old child swaying towards the middle of the road. Seeing that the traffic light time was approaching, there were no adults coming to pull him. Live with children.

He frowned. Could it be that he separated from the adult?

I heard the car in the back honking the horn continuously, reaching out from the window, and making a gesture towards the car behind, indicating that there was a situation ahead.

When the child walked halfway, he might see that there was no one around, and there were a lot of vehicles parked beside him. At the moment, he was a little dazed, and a few seconds later he started to cry.

Gong Xiqiao hesitated for a moment, opened the door, ran to the child in the middle of the road, hugged him into his car, resisted the child’s magical cries, and drove the car through the traffic lights. Pulled aside and stopped.

After making a call to 110, he took a pair of sunglasses and put it on, holding the child and got out of the car. Probably because of being held by a stranger, the child was a little scared, but instead of crying, he just kept choking and looked at Gong Xi Qiao carefully.

"Little man, how did you get lost?" As a public figure, he actually wants to stay in the car and wait for the police to come, but for a child, getting along with strangers in a confined space will deepen his fear, so Gong Xi Qiao can only carry the child out at night wearing sunglasses.

The little boy slumped his mouth and hummed to find his mother, but he didn't dare to cry loudly. His chubby little hand grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and printed a gray hand paw print on it.

Gong Xiqiao lightly patted the dust on the child's body, looked around, and walked to a supermarket holding him. He wanted to buy him food, but remembered that some children would be allergic to certain foods, so he was in the toy area. I bought a toy car and stuffed it into the child's hand to coax him not to cry.

After feeding the child and drinking some water, Gong Xiqiao squatted on the street to play with the child in the car. After more than ten minutes, he was relieved when he saw two policemen and a couple of men and women approaching here.

Seeing the little kid rushing into his mother's arms with the toy car, Gong Xiqiao stood up, and saw some people watching the crowds around him, covering his face and preparing to get in the car and leave.

"Brother, thank you," the child's father stopped Gong Xi Qiao with excitement, "fortunately the child did not have any accidents, thank you so much, thank you so much."

Seeing that the other party was so excited that he bowed again and thanked him again. Gong Xi Qiao couldn't leave the car door. Seeing that there were passers-by taking pictures with his mobile phone around, he laughed a few times: "It's just a matter of raising my hand. I just saw the child alone. It was too dangerous in the middle of the road, so I called the police, and now your family will be together."

"Anyway, if it weren't for you this time, our child would not know how many crimes we would suffer." The father of the child was going to pay for it to express his gratitude, but seeing Gong Xiqiao driving a luxury car, he knew that the other party was not short of money , So he took out his business card with both hands and handed it to Gong Xiqiao: "I am the manager of Xi's R&D department. If my brother doesn't dislike it, there will be places I can help in the future. I can't help but define."

Gong Xiqiao managed to deal with the police and the children's parents, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and drove away from the scene.

Citizens did not want to leave their names for good deeds, and the police were not easy to force them, so after instructing the children's parents to pay more attention to their children, they went back to the office to do work records.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, passers-by left in twos and threes, but a few passers-by looked at the photos on their mobile phones, and the more they looked at them, the more they felt that the people wearing sunglasses on the big night looked familiar.

Someone who had a good incident posted this lively incident on the side of the road to Weibo, and also posted several pictures and a live video. Finally, he said that there are still many good people in the world, even if you drive a luxury car and wear a famous brand. The rich second generation will also do good deeds.

Probably because the person doing good deeds is a fashionable second-generation rich man with long legs, which attracted many people to forward it, until a netizen suddenly said, do you think this rich second-generation driving a luxury car is a bit familiar?

"Do you think that the other party's **** chin and perfect body look like a certain artist?"

That being said, everyone feels a bit like, if it is not an artist, who wears sunglasses at night, and covers his face under cover when others are shooting.

"If I'm wrong, don't scold me. I think this person seems to be my male god... Qiao Shao."

Gong Xi Qiao didn't know that he was famous for "good people and good deeds". After returning home to take a bath, he slept beautifully and prepared to take part in the cover shooting of "Skar" magazine in the best condition the next day.

"Skar" is a fashion magazine distributed all over Asia, and it has a great position in the fashion circle, so being able to be on the cover of this magazine can also be regarded as an artist's ability.

Moriwa is now formulating a high-end entertainment route for him, whether it is endorsements or magazine covers, they all pay attention to a refined one. Noble essence is not expensive, Gong Xi Qiao himself has this condition, plus he is now well developed, this line is really suitable for him.

For the sake of fame, the artists in the circle pretend to be foolish, literary, and funny. They pretend to be what they like to attract fans.

Gongxi Qiao didn't want to force herself to pretend to be crazy, and she didn't want to be on any show just to show her face, so he was quite satisfied with the development route that Senhe had set for him. Both sides hit it off, and everyone was happy.

The cooperation opportunity of "Skar" was set two weeks ago, but the other party did not say which issue it was the cover. Now because of the great success of "Guo Ye", and Gong Xi Qiao is also well received for his superb acting skills, so the "Ska" side is anxious, and I want to use Gong Xi Qiao's current reputation and status to increase Hua Hua's domestic sales. Um, I have advanced the filming work.

After getting up the next morning, Gong Xi Qiao only drank a half glass of honey water for better shooting effect. Although he was still a bit thirsty, he did not dare to drink more.

The cameraman sent by "Skar" magazine is a blonde foreigner. From the beginning of the shooting to the end of the filming, he has been screaming at God in awe, those twinkling eyes, when he looked at him , It's like watching a priceless baby.

"My God, your figure is so perfect, so perfect, it's a gift from God!" At the end of the shooting, the cameraman reluctantly left his business card with him, hoping that Gong Xi Qiao would have the opportunity to become his in the future. Model.

After finally coping with this enthusiastic cameraman, Gongxi Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. After getting in the car, he said with emotion: "This foreign friend is so enthusiastic."

"Artists always treat perfect artworks with special enthusiasm," Chen Ke said with a smile. "Irei is very famous in the industry, and his works are also very brilliant. Many artists in the circle want him to take photos, but they don't I can definitely invite someone. If he invites you to be his model in the future, I think you can consider it."

Gong Xiqiao raised his eyebrows noncommittal, remembering Xi Qing who was still ill, and took out his cell phone to call him.

When Xi Qing's personal phone rang, he was drinking a tasteless nutritious porridge. After seeing the name on the phone display, his originally not good mood suddenly brightened.

After answering a series of questions concerning Gong Xiqiao's body, Xi Qing hung up the phone, not even knowing that a smile appeared on his face.

"Is President Xi healed?" Chen Ke hesitated and asked when seeing Gong Xiqiao calling Xi Qing, "Did you go out last night?"

Gong Xi Qiao nodded and put down the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Then have you done anything outside?"

"I found a child on the road and called the police." Gong Xiqiao saw Chen Ke's complex expression and paused, "I was recognized?!"

Chen Ke is in his heart, do you think you are wearing sunglasses and others don't recognize you? This is too underestimate the ability of netizens!