Chapter 1299

It's been a whole week since Jingzhi announced to quit the entertainment industry. Jinxin was full of hope at first, disappointed, and then desperate.

Jing Zhi didn't just talk about it. He didn't give up his acting career.

Jin Xin wants to cry a little. He has spent so much effort to ask his grandfather to tell his grandmother that he has won the popularity and status of Jing Zhi today, but he says that if he doesn't want it, he won't even have a trace of nostalgia.

Is all fame, wealth, status and friends inferior to a woman?

Can't having the whole world make Jingzhi move?

There are so many beauties in the entertainment circle. There are all kinds of beauties. Why does Jingzhi take a fancy to Zheng yuluo?

Has Zheng yuluo ever saved Jing Zhi's life?

With this huge question, Jin Xin goes to find Jing Zhi. He wants to make it clear. He wants to make it clear!

Jingzhi is half lying on his sofa eating oranges. He looks good. He is not as desperate and desolate as he was a week ago.

He even had a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Zheng yuluo, where can she save my life? It's good that she doesn't want my life! I almost died in her hands several times. She is a disaster. Every time I meet her, I always have bad luck, and it's really bad luck! "

Jin Xin surprised: "then why do you still like her?"

"Yes, I like her even if I am killed by her. Why?"

Jin Xin couldn't help spitting out two words: "mentally retarded!"

For a long time, no one scolded him for being retarded. When he was a child, Zheng yuluo often scolded him for being retarded with Mu duo. What was his mood then?

Alas, the memory is not so complete, I can't remember it clearly.

Anyway, he must be unhappy. He used to hate other people because there was a "Zhi" in his name, so he called him retarded.

He and his brother are obviously the combination of the word "wise".

Jingzhi grabs an orange and smashes it on Jinxin's head, but Jinxin catches it quickly and says: "one day, your life will be destroyed by her, and you will know what love and love are all illusory. Only the money and power in your hand are the most real, because they will never betray you."

Jing Zhi suddenly laughed: "Lao Jin, you may not know that it is no less difficult to let me die than to ascend to heaven! I'm sure I'll live a long life, but you'd better worry less and enjoy life so as not to live too long. "

Jin Xin didn't take Jing Zhi's words seriously. It's not easy to let a person die?

Jingzhi is not an alien. The fragile life of human beings is likely to die because of a disease.

He refuses to give up, and still persuades Jing Zhi to return to the entertainment industry. He is even willing to live in Jing Zhi's home and cook, wash and clean for him.

After a few days, Jingzhi packed all his clothes, packed two big suitcases and said to Jinxin, "Lao Jin, let's go!"

Jin Xin, with an apron and a Chinese cabbage in his arms, was stunned: "where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go. Good place, you won't regret it!"

"Are you going to Paris? Going to the fashion show? "

Jin Xin threw the cabbage directly. He was so excited that he even forgot to pick his apron. He laughed and grabbed Jing Zhi's two suitcases: "go, go, never regret it!"

Then, two extremely out of tune people appeared at the airport, valiantly walking to the security gate.

Two men, one tall and handsome, even if there are onlookers screaming, taking photos are still calm.

The other, with a red face, an apron, pajamas and two suitcases, nodded to the onlookers with a smug face, which was comparable to the president's overseas visit!

Until after boarding, Jin Xin was still excited.

Then, he inadvertently took a look at the ticket in his hand, destination: Los Angeles.

At the same time, the soft and sweet bilingual broadcast of the stewardess also sounded in the cabin, and the destination is still Los Angeles.

Jin Xin turns his head and looks at Jing Zhi, who is ready to fall asleep beside him. Learning the tone of Tang Yiyi, he says cautiously: "male god, where are we going?"

That looks like a little daughter-in-law who wants to elope with her lover!

Jing Zhili had goose bumps: "Lao Jin, if you don't have Tang Yiyi's face, don't talk like her. It will kill you! When we go to Los Angeles, are you illiterate or deaf? The stewardess has said it several times! "

"Not Paris?"

"Who said they were going to Paris?"

"What are you doing in Los Angeles? Is it because Hollywood is there? Are you going to make a big movie

Jing Zhi patted Jin Xin on the shoulder and comforted him with a rare mild tone: "don't be afraid, it's just killing people. It's not much different from shooting blockbusters. Your top priority is to practice English, otherwise it will seem that I'm a bit underpriced!"

Until the plane landed, Jinxin still felt like he was dreaming!

Murder? He never killed a chicken in his life!What about a good fashion show?

Maybe, is Jing Zhi really coming to Los Angeles to make spy films?

Jinxin followed Jingzhi to live in a more luxurious villa than his villa in a city, covering an area of nearly 1000 square meters. It not only has a swimming pool, a garden, but also various training grounds.

The house is spotless. The Filipino maids stand in two rows, smile at Jing Zhi, say hello to him in poor English, and bow 90 degrees to salute: "welcome home, sir!"

Jinxin's suitcase was quickly picked up by the Filipino servant. He looked at the magnificent palace like villa and the orderly servant, and shook his head: "no, no, no, this must be a movie! If Jing Zhi had so much money, why couldn't he even afford a pair of underwear? "

He sleepwalks into the villa with Jing Zhi.

"Sit down," said Jing

Jin Xin was worried and sat on the luxurious sofa: "Oh!"

"You can choose any room upstairs. You can live in any one."

"Oh

"Tell the servant what you want and help yourself."

"Oh

"I'll go out. I haven't seen my parents for a long time. Go and see them. You can play around."

"Oh

When Jingzhi went out, Jinxin recovered from dementia. He jumped up from the sofa: "Mom and dad? Jingzhi and his parents? "

In the middle of the night, when Jingzhi came back from outside, Jinxin was still waiting for him.

Seeing the people coming in, Jin Xin was stunned: "who are you?"

Except for one face, the visitor's figure, height and clothes are exactly the same as Jing Zhi's.

Jing Zhi rolled his eyes, picked up a glass of water on the table and drank it: "Lao Jin, you don't know me so soon?"

Jin Xin's eyes widened in shock: "Jingzhi?"

"Well, it's me."

"Why do you look different?"

"Oh, killers can't use their real faces, so I brought a dummy skin mask. Would you like to customize one for you later?"

Jin Xin's eyes were about to fall out: "kill Killer? "