Upside Down Moonlight [Entertainment]

Chapter 37

"Congratulations to Mr. Chongzhou for the finale!"

"congratulations."

Yin Wenqu hugged a large bouquet of flowers and handed them to Ji Chongzhou. Ji Chongzhou took them and said with a smile, "Thank you director."

He turned around and bowed to the staff: "Thank you for your continued care."

In the end, he handed the flowers to Jin Yi, ran to Zhou Jiayao by himself, and Xiong gave him a hug.

The sky was heavy and the wind was bleak, but the two felt each other's warmth, almost scalding hot.

"Okay," Zhou Jiayao let go of him first, "So many people are watching."

Ji Chongzhou said, "What does it matter?"

Zhou Jiayao smiled: "I'm getting more and more courageous."

Ji Chongzhou tilted his head slightly and kissed him on the chin, and then backed away with a sly smile on his face: "This is the courage."

Zhou Jiayao's gaze sank, he pulled his wrist into his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to make it public with me?"

Ji Chongzhou didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, he was stunned, and soon nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhou Jiayao flicked his finger on his forehead: "Thinking about it is enough."

"Ah?" Ji Chongzhou looked at him blankly, not understanding why he asked the question, "Why?"

"You still haven't made a few plays, it's all because of the hard work of everyone, the investor paid the money, and you signed the contract."

Ji Chongzhou nodded, he didn't know where to turn his mind for a while, and agreed: "Yes. Besides, I also want to make more films to make money... Maybe no one will be willing to use me if it is made public. It's made public."

Zhou Jiayao was a little inexplicably depressed when he heard him say this seriously: "Make money by making movies?"

"Ah."

"Is it important for me to make money?"

Hearing this, Ji Chongzhou looked at him as if he didn't know him anymore, and said as a matter of course: "Of course it's you."

Zhou Jiayao paused, and then laughed out to himself.

He said, "Just kidding. But why do you want to make money all of a sudden?"

Ji Chongzhou's eyes flashed, and he said: "I just want to, I have money. I asked Sister Shen Rong to help me pay attention to high-priced movie projects... Actually, I heard that TV dramas come in faster, but you don't want me to shoot TV show?"

"It's like this in the circle. A good project is not necessarily a rich project. It is destined not to invest too much money on a certain actor. If you only choose the one with a lot of money, the probability of stepping into the pit is relatively low. Taller."

"I..." Ji Chongzhou wanted to say that I don't care, but looking at Zhou Jiayao, he couldn't say it.He already knew that what he shouldered in acting was the continuation of Zhou Jiayao's dream. Of course he could not care about the film's reputation, but he couldn't care less about Zhou Jiayao's emotions.After hesitating for a long time, he said, "I'll try my best to choose carefully, can you read it for me too? Sister Shen Rong has already sent me a batch of scripts that I intend to cooperate with for trial reading."

Zhou Jiayao looked at him and said, "Okay."

On the car back to his residence, Ji Chongzhou saw Zhou Jiayao's phone light up over and over again.It was all my father's calls, but they were muted.

Ji Chongzhou whispered: "Is something wrong, will uncle be anxious if he doesn't answer the phone?"

Zhou Jiayao buckled the phone upside down on the car seat and said, "It's nothing, I sent him a text message, but he insisted that I go there immediately. They arrived in the afternoon, and my mother was very sad. Later, she suffered from altitude sickness and is now in the county. I'll see her again when I send you back to the hospital."

"Oh." Ji Chongzhou nodded and remained silent.

The car was bumping on the rough road, and Ji Chongzhou would secretly glance at Zhou Jiayao's expression from time to time.

After many times, Zhou Jiayao turned his head and looked at him.

Ji Chongzhou avoided his gaze, picked up his phone and pretended to play.

Zhou Jiayao glanced at Xiao Liu, who was driving ahead, and Jin Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot. Xiao Liu looked focused, and Jin Yi seemed to be asleep.He approached Ji Chongzhou, turned slightly sideways, pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed him, and asked softly, "Look at me for a long time, what do you want to say?"

Ji Chongzhou glanced at him, drooped his eyelids, and said softly, "I'm afraid you will be sad, so don't tell me when you are sad."

"Now..." Zhou Jiayao sighed slightly, "I just feel that everything is fake."

He added: "Maybe I didn't answer the phone and delayed seeing them because I didn't want to face it. But...it's not that sad."

He asked Ji Chongzhou: "Am I cold-blooded? Am I mean? I don't know if his death is his relief, but I am good at defining it as yes, just because I really feel it is my relief..."

Once the desire to confide was opened, it couldn't be stopped.

The car was very quiet, Zhou Jiayao's voice was close to Ji Chongzhou's ear, and his breath swept over his ear, very lightly: "He can hate me freely, but I can't hate him like that. It hurts more than me, it seems that I am just depressed and suffering, but he is sick and crazy, so he has a natural immunity, so my mother favors him, and I am the normal one, so I have to maintain the normal family relationship... I Sometimes I think, why am I not crazy?"

Ji Chongzhou hugged him quietly.

Zhou Jiayao thought, maybe he did drive himself to the point where he was only one step away from madness, but luckily Ji Chongzhou loved him.

Ji Chongzhou went back to the hotel in the county, Zhou Jiayao asked little Liu Jinyi to go back to rest, and drove away by himself.

At dawn, Zhou Jiayao returned to the hotel the crew had booked.

He didn't bring the key, so he tried to knock on the door, and Ji Chongzhou quickly opened the door.His brows and eyes were sleepy, as if he hadn't slept all night, and he looked at him worriedly.

After entering the room and closing the door, Zhou Jiayao hugged Ji Chongzhou tightly.

"Are you ok?"

Zhou Jiayao's nasal voice was obvious: "Yes."

Ji Chongzhou couldn't tell whether it was because of sleepiness or something else, until Zhou Jiayao spoke after a long silence.

The voice was hoarse, as if her throat was choked: "I thought my mother would blame me and beat me, like before. But she just looked at me in a daze, then hugged me and shed tears, and kept calling my name. Call me for a while Xiaohui’s name, and Xiaohui’s name for a while. She cried so sadly.”

Ji Chongzhou patted him on the back.

"I just remembered that Xiaohui and I were playing in the yard at home when we were young, and he followed me behind my buttocks and called brother and brother...Suddenly, I also cried."

The sun was shining and the sky was bright.

Ji Chongzhou drew the curtains to block out the light.

Zhou Jiayao lay on his side on the bed, his legs slightly curled up, and fell asleep.