Logical Aesthetics Chapter 62

Chapter 62

<<"If you don't agree, neither I nor Leo will go.">>

    The old lady felt  that her two grandchildren were good at everything, but there was one exception, one had short hair and one had  a prickly head, and none of them could accompany her with hair care, but now as she saw him saying it was easy to have  long hair, of course she liked it.

    On this point, Zhang Xingzhi could consider it to be very accurate.

    Zhong Yi not only took care of his hair, but also groomed himself well. He also wore fancy clothes, and naturally he liked his grandma even more. The two were chatting about jewelry and luxury brands over a meal.

    Zhang Xingzhi had been waiting here for a long time, and slowly said, "Grandma, the invitation letter for this year's BOG winter show has been sent to me too."

    As one of the important clients of the brand, his grandmother received invitations from them almost every year whenever BOG held a show, but his grandma didn’t want to go alone, and he and Leo didn’t know how to accompany her.

    At that moment, after getting a signal from Zhang Xingzhi, Zhong Yi spoke: "Do you want to go? I can accompany Grandma if she wants to go, and the crew will not need me at that time, and I won't be busy. "

    In the end, Zhong Yi, who didn't go to the show for a long time, quietly gave Zhang Xingzhi a wink.

As expected, the old lady immediately became curious about his crew: "Does the crew making movies? What is Ah Yi doing in the crew?" 

    Zhang Xingzhi said that in Yun Xian dialect, they don't address someone as "xiao", they say "Ah".

    "I'm a chief producer." Finally, the long-thought-out highlight had arrived, Zhong Yi, of course, was reliable. "In fact, there is nothing special. I am just responsible for the directors, screenwriters, actors and other important people like Ah Ye and wherever there is a problem with the production, I just take care of it. "

    Zhong Yi when he was in the village today, he followed the custom, and he could already call Zhang Xingzhi by a third name except "Mr. Zhang" and "Candy" very smoothly.

    The old lady didn't have any particular response when she heard the name of her grandson. She still had a smile on her face and turned towards Zhang Xingzhi. She then broke the cellophane with just one sentence: "I just want to ask did you just come back to get my permission?"

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't think that he could twist the matter around under the old lady's eyes. He put the chopsticks on the table and answered honestly: "Yes."

    "What is it?" The old lady said, and she poured herself a bowl of soup, wild game from the mountain, and old tofu stew.

    Zhang Xingzhi said nothing else, simply went to the topic: "Al Nimai."

    The old lady who had brought the bowl to her lips stopped: "Your parents always didn't listen to me, they went out and didn't come back. It was me who pulled you out, and the book that I sent you to read, so is this how you repay me?"

    Zhong Yi understood when he heard. After all, the place was really dangerous. It was not the kind to throw an old man in the family to do it, until he heard Zhang Xingzhi say the next sentence: "I asked Leo, he also wanted to go with me."

    Although the old lady's smile was gone, but the tone was calm: "Then, what if you two are gone?"

    "I have made an agreement with Leo." Zhang Xingzhi paused and said, "He will wait for me underneath first."

    Zhong Yi was blinded. The atmosphere on the table was too subtle. Then the old lady slowly put the bowl in her hand on the table and laughed, and she said, "If you don't come down, will he come back and give me your filial piety?"

    Zhang Xingzhi looked at his grandma: "Yes."

   The old lady: "What if you come back down?"

    "He hasn't reached up to that level yet." Zhang Xingzhi answered all the questions very honestly, "I will send him after two years."

    The old lady laughed like Zhang Xingzhi said, and said, "Why did you feel like coming back to discuss it with me? If everything is arranged so well, then why ask my opinion?"

    Zhang Xing paused: "If you don't agree, neither Leo nor I will go."

    Zhong Yi had no idea what the two were talking about. He felt like a camera in the group who was positioned at a good angle. As they talked, he didn't realize until now that Zhang Xingzhi was hiding other reasons in this matter. 

    Before, he might not have cared at all, and even thought that Zhang Xingzhi maybe had other personal reasons. It was better, as long as the final result was what he wanted, he didn't care much about the process, but now Zhong Yi found himself feeling a little uncomfortable ...

    Saying that he used Zhang Xingzhi or sacrificed Zhang Xingzhi, at least he had never concealed Zhang Xingzhi.

    Zhong Yi was thinking about it, then the old lady suddenly said, "Does Ah Yi know about this?"

    Zhong Yi unconsciously turned his attention to Zhang Xingzhi. He was not sure what answer he should give to the two ’s purposes, but Zhang Xingzhi still looked at the rice bowl in front of him without looking up. The opportunity for his line of sight to intersect, he answered for him: "He doesn't know."

    "So, he doesn't care if you agree to shoot something for him. Does it matter?" The old lady pointed out the main three words.

    Zhong Yi was even and steady, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Xingzhi, but Zhang Xingzhi still didn't look at him: "Yes."

    As his voice dropped, and Zhong Yi's finger on his knee subconsciously struck his leg subconsciously. Finally, he regained his sight and completely became an indifferent observer. The moment he turned his attention away, Zhang Xingzhi looked up at him, but didn't get a response.

    Then there was silence, for quite a long time, and no one spoke at the table.

    In the end, the old lady spoke first, and exhaled: "Dean Jiang knows that he can't control you. He called me a while ago and asked me to be mentally prepared. Don't be too angry, pay attention to your body. . "

    Hearing Dean Jiang 's name, Zhong Yi looked alert, recalling the old lady's question, he was a little uncertain whether Dean Jiang told the old lady about Zhang Xingzhi’ s thing ...

    The old lady: "But he also said that you might lose a grandson anytime. How long should I prepare for it?"

    Zhang Xingzhi said nothing.

    As an accomplice, Zhong Yi was in a complicated mood. Hearing that the old lady actually asked him for a sentence: "Is that right, Ah Yi?"

    Zhong Yi rarely encountered unanswerable questions, because even if he couldn't answer them positively, he could find Plan B from the side, but now, he figured that he really couldn't utter a word.

    He could casually tell Dean Jiang not to make him talk about morality, but he cannot face both the parties with the same integrity.

    "I'm old, and you are much older than me, I can't persuade you." Then, the old lady picked up the chopsticks again and greeted the two. "It took me the whole morning to prepare this meal, we can talk you, but the food should be eaten first. "

    Zhong Yi didn't understand the temperament of the old lady. He didn't know whether he should listen to her or learn from her. He watched Zhang Xingzhi pick up the chopsticks before picking up his chopsticks from the table again.

    The sky was darkening a little bit, and Zhong Yi was already full, but neither of them had put a bowl in front of him, so it was natural for him to be a guest.

It was he who sneezed while sitting, and Zhang Xingzhi suddenly looked at him suddenly, "Are you full?"

    "Eat ... ah! I'm full." Zhong Yi then turned his head to cover his nose and mouth and sneezed.

    Zhang Xingzhi was really unable to sit back this time. He no longer went to see his grandma. He took the lead to put the tableware in his hands on the table. He glanced at the empty rice bowl and blamed himself: "Grandma, we’ll go back to our room and pick up our luggage. Once we’re done, I will come back and do the dishes, please wait for me.. "

    Today, Grandma ’s meal for Zhong Yi was a bit more in quantity that he normally ate. With Zhong Yi ’s personality, there definitely were leftovers.

    Zhang Xingzhi himself knew that "I'm sorry" was only effective when it was said for the first time, let alone saying it twice in a day.

Then, he took Zhong Yi to his room and asked Zhang Xingzhi to explain that he just hadn't found a suitable opportunity to say this. He also couldn't open his mouth. After all, it didn't make sense to explain afterwards.

    On the way, Zhong Yi asked him out loud: "I’ll sleep in your room at night?"

    There was another question that made Zhang Xingzhi uncomfortable. Although he didn't want to answer, he still said truthfully: "There is another room next door."

    "Um." Zhong Yi finished his sentence, and then said nothing.

    Zhang Xingzhi frowned, saying that it was him who liked Zhong Yi, and now he had brought him back to his house. He didn't confess to his grandma in time, and it was him who made Zhong Yi sleep in the guest room.

    The atmosphere between the two was dull with the naked eye, but Zhang Xingzhi couldn't help it.

    When they went to the room, they didn't even take the second suitcase. They only brought a 30-inch suitcase to Zhang Xingzhi’ s room. Both of them entered the room, and the suitcase was placed beside Zhang Xingzhi’ s bed.

    The decor of Zhang Xingzhi’ s room was very simple, just like at the mansion in the city of Quanshi. It was clean and not cluttered at all.

    When Zhang Xingzhi opened the suitcase and took things out, Zhong Yi leaned on the side and looked at him. He only held back a sentence after watching him hold back for a long time: "It's cold in the mountains at night. You go and wash up first. I'll help you put other things into the guest room. "

    Zhong Yi: "Okay."

    There was no emotion in his voice.

    Zhang Xingzhi reluctantly said something: "Want to ... take a bath?"

    "Okay."

    "Forget it ... you should support it, soak up tomorrow."

    "Okay."

    "miss you……"

    "Okay."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "............"

    Zhong Yi still leaned on the side with his arms folded: "Don't ask me, it’s all right."

    Zhang Xingzhi finally couldn't stand it. He didn't know that his patience was so low, he looked up at Zhong Yi and said, "My parents and Leo’s parents both had accidents in Al Nimai. I didn’t tell you anything about it. "

Zhong Yi just raised his eyebrows casually and said, "Then don't say it, and there is no rule that you have to tell me, no problem."

    In fact, Zhong Yi had also heard about it. At first, Al Nimai was not originally the mountain, but he found that a famous extreme couple had died on the mountain, and he was instructed to avoid it. He figured it out later on that they were Zhang Xingzhi parents.

    "No." Zhang Xingzhi landed on one knee, frowning and wanted to pull Zhong Yi's hand. He wanted to tell Zhong Yi that he didn't intentionally hide the reason, so that Zhong Yi misunderstood that he would promise purely because he liked him but waited for him. He held Zhong Yi's hand, but he didn’t know what to say, so he changed the topic "The Dean only talked about the shooting but didn’t say anything about us. Later, I will tell Grandma. "

    Zhong Yi let Zhang Xingzhi pull his hand and sneered, " Are you going to tell her that the two of us are bed mates? If not, it’s just your own business. Don’t use the word ‘us. " 

    The subtext was more obvious, whether he liked it or not, from the beginning to the end, it was Zhang Xingzhi’ s own thing. He did not nod and say yes, so naturally he had no obligation to tell him about it.

    At that time, Zhong Yi returned to the guest room and hung the clothes in his hands in the cabinet. Then he realized that he had kept his scarves in his suitcase, and Zhang Xingzhi had seemed to forget to take it out.

   On the other end, Zhang Xingzhi went to clean the dishes outside.

    As the old lady knew that he was coming back, she didn’t wash the dishes by herself. Zhang Xingzhi stood in the kitchen and cleaned all the dishes and arranged them to dry before going out.

    When he knocked on the door of his grandma's room, she was sitting in front of the vanity mirror and was removing her accessories. The silk scarf that originally hung around her neck was also taken off and placed on the table.

    The old lady only gave her grandson a look and then diverted her attention. She said, "Did you come here to convince me?"

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