Entertainment Industry Acting Emperor

Wang Ruhong is an ordinary senior high school student, and his daily life is a two-point line between school and home. In order to get into a good university, she never cared about what skirts are popular recently or which celebrities have become popular again. For her, it is better to make a few more workbooks when she spends time chasing stars.

However, for the exam, she will not deduct points for current affairs and politics. Recently, she has been waiting for the 7pm news broadcast on time every day.

Today is of course no exception, but it was less than seven o'clock, and she had to stare at the boring advertisement on the TV in a daze, until a public service advertisement was broadcast.

Seeing the young man in a white shirt walking through the long alley, helping the child take the kite from the tree and helping the old man carry the fruit, but in the face of other people’s thanks, he just squinted and smiled beautifully from beginning to end. Can't say a word.

Until an out-of-control bicycle hit him behind him, the owner fell to the ground together with him, and the owner angrily said: "I called for a long time to get out of the way, are you deaf?"

The young man got up from the ground, helped up the bicycle that fell on the ground, then bent down and reached out to the cursing owner, with a clean smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, the **** in the car owner's mouth can't come out. He took the young man's hand and stood up. He noticed that the young man's ankle was bleeding, and his face became even more uncomfortable.

The young man didn't seem to notice that he was hurt. He silently said "I'm sorry" and gestured with his hands.

Sunlight shone from behind the young man, making his smile appear cleaner and clearer.

"The silent world is also colorful, caring and respecting the deaf and mute, and caring for everyone around us."

When the advertisement was finished, Wang Xiaohong was a little stunned. When she remembered that the young man was deaf and laughed so beautifully, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart until the news started.

In the past, public service advertisements often highlighted how pitiful the people in need are and how much they need the mercy of others. But today's public service advertisements are different, because although he is different from ordinary people, he is still positive and optimistic. What he needs is not sympathy, but respect.

Qiao Fan was naturally the most excited once the public service advertisement was broadcast. It should be understood that this public service advertisement was broadcast ten minutes before the start of the news network, which shows the attitude of the national channel.

Artists who can shoot this kind of advertising are all positive artists. The public service advertisements that Gong Xi Qiao made are now broadcast on more than a dozen channels of National Channel, which is enough to see National Channel's positioning of Gong Xi Qiao.

Half an hour later, the unedited version of the public service advertisement shot by Gongxi Qiao was posted online by the National Radio Channel One network platform. Because of the length of the advertisement, the total length of the advertisement on TV is only one minute and forty seconds, but the version released on the Internet is about six minutes and fifty seconds.

Wang Xiaohong, who rarely surfs the Internet, found this advertisement on the Internet, seeing the youth helping others, being helped by others, and being despised and ridiculed by others, making her eyes blushing.

She has never looked down upon the behavior of her classmates chasing stars. In her eyes, stars are pretending hypocrites. But when she went out of the life of Xi Qiao thousands of times, she realized that this male artist who often appeared in the mouth of the same table and was despised by her was so powerful.

"National Industry", General Zheng, an outstanding graduate of Imperial Capital University, born in the second generation of wealth, the most famous young calligrapher and painter, has also participated in international art exchanges on behalf of the country, and even won glory for the country. The value of his works is as high as seven. number.

"Gong Xi Qiao..." She said the name in a low voice, took out her mobile phone to log in to her Weibo account, which she had hardly used, and paid close attention to Gong Xi Qiao's account.

With such a person as her idol, she feels that she is more motivated for the future.

Gong Xiqiao didn’t know about the public service advertisement he shot, and made a lot of fans for himself. Now he drank a lot because of afternoon tea. After running to the toilet several times, he faced Xi Qing specially prepared for him. For dinner, I feel that I have a particularly good appetite.

After a meal, Gong Xi Qiao was lazy on the sofa, watching the darkening sky outside the window, and was about to talk about going home. Suddenly a lightning flashed outside the window, and the wind was violent, and he could even hear it. The whirring wind.

Soon a thunderbolt struck the sky, and the sound was as loud as it exploded above a person's head.

"It seems that it will rain soon," Xi Qing sat a little closer to Gong Xiqiao, "you don't go back tonight."

Gong Xi Qiao looked at him and raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, the lights in the room flashed a few times, and then the room fell into darkness.

A warm palm grabbed his hand, and his index finger moved slightly, not breaking away from the hand.

"It's okay, it may be a power outage," Xi Qing's voice rang in his ears, "the villa has power generation equipment, don't worry."

"Yeah." Another flash of lightning lit up. With the light of the lightning, Gong Xiqiao found that Xi Qing's head was very close to him, and his eyes were dark and shiny.

"Boss, are you okay with Qiao Shao," a bodyguard with a flashlight walked in, as if he didn't see the hands of the two holding hands together, and said in a serious tone, "After two minutes, you can use the electricity normally. "

Xi Qing glanced at the bodyguard captain and did not speak.

The bodyguard captain twitched his eyebrows, and then added: "I remembered that there seemed to be a problem with the power supply equipment last time. I will go over and take a look at it. The power generation time may be delayed."

Xi Qing nodded and said, "Thank you."

The captain of the bodyguard and several other bodyguards put down their flashlights, silently exited, and hid in the dark.

The rain fell quickly, and it was rustling outside, but unfortunately, there may be something wrong with the power supply equipment. Several minutes have passed, and the lights in the house still did not turn on.

Gong Xiqiao leaned on the sofa cushion, pulled out the hand held by Xi Qing for a few minutes, and said with a smile: "It seems that the power generation equipment in your villa should be replaced. If there is an emergency, it will be more troublesome."

Xi Qing withdrew her empty hand. Hearing what Gong Xi Qiao said, her expression didn't change, but Gong Xi Qiao couldn't see his face in the dark: "Well, let someone come and reinstall the backup electrical equipment tomorrow."

With a chuckle, Gong Xiqiao suddenly stretched out his hand and lay on Xi Qing's shoulder: "In fact, in this kind of thunderstorm, staying in a dark room is actually quite interesting."

In his previous life, he relied on the help of this kind of weather to fool the lord's opponent into jealous of his subordinates, and finally let the lord win a battle. He also relied on this station to become the resourceful palace magistrate in the history books. In fact, only he himself knew that he was not as resourceful and thoughtful as recorded in the history books.

His original surname was Qian, but the Lord later proclaimed himself Emperor and gave the country the surname Palace. Most of the advisers who accompanied the lord to fight the world did not end well, but he became a grandfather. However, this has also become evidence of his strategy in history books. It can be seen that most things like history books are also unreliable.

Can win all of this, but he knows how to figure out what he wants, knowing how to do it will make the emperor more comfortable and more assured. It's a pity that he suffered too much in his previous life because he was young, and in order to gain the trust of the lord, he was seriously injured, which caused serious physical wear and tear, which led to his lack of longevity.

Born in poverty, he has been fame and fortune all his life, and finally died beautifully. He can still be named in history, and his previous life is considered successful.

The hands on his shoulders were warm and soft, even warm to his heart. Xi Qing's ears were slightly red, and she didn't even hear what Gong Xi Qiao said, but just responded vaguely.

In the control room, the bodyguard responsible for water and electricity looked at the captain of the bodyguard with entangled eyes: "Captain, ten minutes have passed, is it appropriate to not supply electricity to the house?" According to the usual regulations, if an unexpected power outage occurs, it must be within two minutes Provide backup power, what's going on today?

"Don't worry, wait a minute." The captain of the bodyguard put his hands behind him, "You just need to pay attention to the safety of the villa." Anyway, the circuit of the monitoring instrument is different from that of the house.

The rain was getting heavier and harder, Xi Qing hesitated for a moment with the hand on his knee, and put his backhand on the back of the hand on his shoulder, "Xiao Qiao."

Lightning flashed, Gong Xiqiao saw the strange seriousness and seriousness on Xi Qing's face.

"in case……"

The thunder sounded, deafening.

"……like you."

Suddenly the room was lit up, and the phone came. Xi Qing looked at the calm Gong Xi Qiao, guessing that the other party might not have heard what she said, letting go of her hand, feeling relieved and a little disappointed.

Outside, Master Xi, who made countless people jealous and envied and hated, was just a young man in his twenties in front of his sweetheart.

"Go upstairs and take a shower and rest early," Xi Qing stood up, "I have already cleaned up the guest room."

In fact, this is fine, at least he can find opportunities to approach him instead of becoming an embarrassing stranger.

Gong Xiqiao glanced at him with a smile and followed him to the guest room. He saw two sets of clothes on the bed, one set of pajamas, and one set of normal clothes. He turned to Xi Qing and said, "Thank you for your special arrangement."

Xi Qing shook her head and exited the door and said, "You can rest, I won't disturb you."

"Wait a minute," Gong Xiqiao walked to the door and looked at Xi Qing and said, "What did you say downstairs just now? The thunder was too loud, I didn't hear it."

Xi Qing was stunned. When he wanted to speak, his mobile phone suddenly rang. It was his personal mobile phone. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the call. After only saying a few words, he hung up with a calm face.

"What's the matter?" Gong Xiqiao noticed that he looked wrong, so he asked.

"Someone discovered that there was a suspicious person around your villa." Xi Qing frowned, "I suspect... a heavy person."

"What is he doing to trouble me?" Gong Xi Qiao raised an eyebrow, somewhat inexplicably.

"Because..." Xi Qing looked up at him, and said in a low tone: "I like you."