Chapter 1299: This must be filming!

It has been a whole week since Jingzhi announced that he has withdrawn from the entertainment circle. Jinxin has been hopeful from the beginning, to disappointment, and then desperate.
Jing Zhi is not talking about it, not arrogant, he is really no longer nostalgic to give up his acting career.
Jin Xin was a little bit crying. He spent so much effort. He asked Grandpa to tell his grandmother that he had won the popularity and status of today. He said that he would not want it, and he did not even have a trace of nostalgia.
Isn’t all the fame, wealth, status, and friends less than a woman?
Is it impossible for the whole world to let Jing Zhi be moved?
In the entertainment circle, beautiful women are like clouds, and all kinds of them are there. Why did Jing Zhi look at Zheng Yulu, who is not eye-catching?
Has Zheng Yulu saved the life of Jing Zhi?
With this huge question, Jin Xin went to Jing Zhi, he had to ask a clear, dead and understand!
Jing Zhi was half lying on his sofa and eating oranges. He looked good and didn't look desperate as he was a week ago.
His handsome face even had a faint smile.
"Zheng Yu fell, she will save my life, she will not be my life is very good! I have almost died in her hands several times, she is a disaster star, every time she meets her I will always be unlucky, and it is a bad mold!"
Jin Xin stunned: "Why do you still like her?"
"Yeah, just like her, she is so miserable and likes, why?"
Jin Xin couldn't help but spit out two words: "Intelligence!"
For a long time, no one has ever seen his mental retardation. When he was a child, Zheng Yulu often slandered with him and he was mentally retarded. What mood did he come from at that time?
Oh, the memory is not too complete, it can't be remembered.
Anyway, it is definitely not happy. He used to hate others because he had a "smart" in his name.
He and his brother are clearly a combination of the word "smart".
Jing Zhi grabbed an orange and went to Jinxin’s head. Jin Xin caught the eye quickly and said:
When one day, your life is gone by her, you will know what love, love, vain, Only the money and the right in your own hands are the most real, because they will never betray you."
Jing Zhi suddenly smiled: "Old gold, you may not know, want me to die, the difficulty is no less than heaven! I will definitely live a hundred years old, but you, or less exercise, enjoy life, Don't live for a long time."
Jin Xin did not take Jing Zhi’s words seriously. Is it not easy to let a person die?
Jing Zhi is not an alien. The fragile life of human beings is likely to be dead because of a disease.
He refused to give up, still persevering to persuade Jing Zhi to return to the entertainment circle, and even willing to live in Jing Zhi's home, to cook and wash clothes for him.
Within a few days, Jing Zhi packed up all his clothes and installed two large suitcases, facing Jin Xin Road: "Old gold, let's go!"
Jin Xin surrounded the apron, holding a cabbage, and looked blank: "Where?"
"You will know when you go, good place, you will not regret it!"

Don't you go to Paris? Join the fashion show?

Jin Xin directly threw the cabbage, and the excitement even forgot to pick up the apron. He laughed and grabbed two suitcases of Jing Zhi: "Walk away, never regret it!"
Then, at the airport, there were two people who were extremely uncoordinated. They walked to the security checkpoint with great arrogance.
Two men, one tall and handsome, even if there are onlookers screaming and taking pictures, they are still calm.
The other, red light, wearing apron wearing pajamas, dragging two suitcases, a face of the wind smugly nodded toward the onlookers, that look, compared to the president of the country to visit abroad!
Jin Xin was still excited after boarding the plane.
Then, he inadvertently glanced at the ticket in his hand, the destination: Los Angeles.
At the same time, the flight attendant also sounded a gentle and sweet bilingual broadcast of the flight attendant, the destination is still Los Angeles.
Jin Xin turned to look at Jing Zhi who was preparing to fall asleep, learning the tone of Tang Yiyi, and cautiously said: "Male god, where are we going?"
That looks like a little wife who wants to run away with the lover!
Jing Zhi immediately got a goose bump: "Old gold, don't learn her face without the face of soup art, it will kill people! We went to Los Angeles, you are still illiterate? The flight attendants have said it several times!"
"Don't go to Paris?"
"Who said to go to Paris?"
"What are you going to Los Angeles? Is it because Hollywood is there? Are you going to make a big movie?"
Jing Zhi patted Jin Xin’s shoulder and comforted him with a gentle tone:
Don’t be afraid, it’s just killing people. It’s not too different from taking a big movie. Your urgent task is to practice English, otherwise it will look like me. Drop the price!"
Until the plane landed, Jin Xin still felt like he was dreaming!
kill? He has never killed a chicken in his life!
Say good fashion show?
Perhaps, Jing Zhi really came to Los Angeles to shoot a spy shadow N?
Jin Xin followed Jing Zhi and lived in a villa that was more luxurious than his villa in City A. It occupies nearly a thousand square meters, not only swimming pools, gardens, but also various training grounds.
The villa is spotless, and the Filipino maids in the station stand in two rows. I am pleased to smile towards Jing Zhi, say hello to him with a lame English, and bend over 90 degrees: "Mr. Welcome home!"
Jin Xin’s suitcase was quickly taken over by the Filipino servant. He looked at the splendid palace-like villa and looked at the well-organized maid. He shook his head and shook his head:
No, no, it must be filming! If Jing Zhi is so rich, why can't he afford to buy even the underwear?"
He sleepwalking in general with Jing Zhi into the villa.
Jing Zhidao: "Sit casually."
Jin Xinyu sat on the luxurious sofa: "Oh!"
"Upstairs room picks up, you can live anywhere."
"Oh!"
"What do you want to eat tells the maid, just eat it."
"Oh!"
"I went out for a while, I haven't seen my parents for a long time, go see them, you just play."
"Oh!"
When Jing Zhi went out, Jin Xin returned to normal from the state of dementia. He jumped directly from the sofa: "Daddy? Jing Zhi and parents?!"
In the middle of the night, Jin Xin was waiting for him when he came back from the outside.
Seeing the people who came in, Jin Xin screamed: "Who are you?"
In addition to a face and Jing Zhi, the body, height, and clothing are exactly the same as Jing Zhi.
Jing Zhi rolled his eyes and picked up a glass of water on the table and drank: "Old gold, you don't know me so soon?"
Jin Xin shocked his eyes wide open: "Jingzhi?"
"Well, it is me."
"Why is your appearance different?!"
"Oh, the killer can't use the real face, so I brought a simulated human skin mask, you want to, go back and help you customize one."
Jin Xin's eyeballs are about to fall out: "Kill...killer?"