{"id":4823,"date":"2022-07-28T11:16:24","date_gmt":"2022-07-28T09:16:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=4823"},"modified":"2022-07-28T11:16:24","modified_gmt":"2022-07-28T09:16:24","slug":"spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-34","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2022\/07\/28\/spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-34\/","title":{"rendered":"Spare Tire is Gone – Chapter 34"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

The two of them walked to the back of the group, outside the cloister of the courtyard. Qi Cong turned to An Xiahe, looking at him up and down.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He hasn’t seen him for many years and An Xiahe has changed a lot. He grew taller, stronger, his facial features have opened up and his outer temperament greatly changed. He completely lost his dark and thin, domineering and unaccustomed appearance of a teenager.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But the offensive emotions in his eyes didn’t change much.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe sat on a short rocky stone and looked up at Qi Cong, while letting Qi Cong look at him. He then asked, “Have you finished looking? How am I now?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong moved his eyes back to An Xiahe’s face. “You\u2019ve changed a lot.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“You’ve changed a lot, too.” An Xiahe\u00a0 propped one leg on the rock and raised his hand to support his chin, before looking up and down at Qi Cong. “You\u2019re more pleasing to the eye when you have a memory than when you had that spineless appearance when you lost it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ignoring the thorns in An Xiahe words, Qi Cong asked, “Why did you join the crew?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“What do you think?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“What do you want to do?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Guess.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong looked at An Xiahe.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe and Qi Cong looked at each other, and An Xiahe stared at him with a stronger smile: “Thinking about how to beat me?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong bent down and looked into An Xiahe\u2019s eyes. “An Xiahe, I’m not going to beat you up. I wish you and Jiang Zhaoyan a hundred years of happiness. You are really well matched.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The smile on An Xiahe’s face disappeared as he looked at Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“You really don’t like Jiang Zhaoyan.” Qi Cong straightened up. “Yesterday I felt that there was something wrong with the aura between you two. You didn’t seem like an engaged couple at all. An Xiahe, if you don’t like him but still got engaged to Jiang Zhaoyin, what the hell were you thinking?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe was very unhappy. “Are you testing me?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“What do you think?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe coldly looked at Qi Cong and then suddenly smiled again. “Are you happy to know that I don’t like Jiang Zhaoyan? But unfortunately even if I don\u2019t like him, he is set on getting me, just like\u2026 you’ve been trying so hard to hold him for the past three years.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cYou want to make Amber the second Sanmu?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe became even more happy. \u201cTrying to change the subject? Don’t you want to hear the details of Jiang Zhaoyan\u2019s change of heart? “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cDid you approach Jiang Zhaoyan to enjoy the feeling of beating me?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe gave a sarcastic smile. “Do you deserve that?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Then you’re going to be disappointed. An Xiahe, I’ve lost my memory. I’ve forgotten everything about Jiang Zhaoyan; how I met him, how I liked him and how I treated him these past three years. I don’t have any memory of him at all.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The smile on An Xiahe\u2019s face froze, then only became more sarcastic. “Faking amnesia? Qi Cong, I thought you’d become smarter when you remembered the past, but I didn’t expect you to still be so stupid. Does love dazzle you and make you lose your sanity?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong continued. “I don’t like Jiang Zhaoyan. In my eyes, he is the scum who caused my family to go bankrupt. An Xiahe, thank you for your garbage collection. If Amber also becomes bankrupt by Jiang Zhaoyan, I will be willing to share my experience of surviving bankruptcy with you!”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe smile slowly disappeared as he looked at Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The two of them looked at each other.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe suddenly reached out and grabbed Qi Cong’s collar and pulled him down. He asked in a deep voice, “You really don’t like Jiang Zhaoyan anymore?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong looked into An Xiahe’s eyes, not hiding his hatred for Jiang Zhaoyan at all. “If I can, I want to kill him.” With that he removed An Xiahe\u2019s hand and patted his shoulder gently. \u201cAn Xiahe, you’re no longer a child, don’t play this kind of childish game anymore. Amber shouldn’t be the second Sanmu. As much as I don’t like your domineering and bigoted ways, Uncle and Auntie An are very nice and I don’t want to see them following my parents\u2019 footsteps, so don’t allow the wolf into your house.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe\u2019s teeth clenched as his breathing became ragged and heavy. He grabbed Qi Cong\u2019s hand on his shoulder saying, “I don’t believe it.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cIf you don\u2019t believe it, you can check it out. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. ” Qi Cong suddenly smiled at An Xiahe and said, “Thank you for becoming engaged to Jiang Zhaoyan. If it weren’t for your engagement , the amnesiac brain-damaged me wouldn’t try to kill myself by turning on the gas. If I didn\u2019t try to kill myself, I still wouldn\u2019t be able to remember the past or forget about Jiang Zhaoyan. An Xiahe, I decided to stop hating you and I want to thank you for giving me a chance to be reborn.\u201d With that he forcefully pushed An Xiahe’s hand away and left without looking back.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Half an hour later, news came from the art direction group that the new art consultant, who was stuffed into the crew by the sponsor yesterday, didn\u2019t show up and even Jiang Zhaoyan left without notice. The producer was a little dissatisfied with this and went to look for Jiang Zhaoyan.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong wasn\u2019t surprised to hear this news.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

An Xiahe was the youngest of the An family and was spoiled from an early age and couldn\u2019t bear being angered. As soon as he became angry he would find a place to calm down. Once you throw bait to him, he would immediately run away with it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But this was only temporary, An Xiahe would come back again. The most important thing was to let An Xiahe focus on him and not let him find time to trouble Shen Jia.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong took out his mobile phone and called Qi Yin. After the call was connected he said, \u201cMom, can you get in touch with Uncle and Auntie An? I would like you to give them a message from me.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After the opening ceremony, all the leading actors went to the dressing room for makeup and fixing their hair before the start of shooting. Qi Cong was busy again following Yuan Yuan and Jiang Meng to help Shen Jia change his clothes and get his hair styled.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After a full hour, Shen Jia, dressed as a handsome young man came out.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia tossed his hair band, shook the paper fan in his hand and smiled at Qi Cong. \u201cBrother, how about going to see the world with your younger brother? Your brother will take care of you! “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong was amused and reached out to take off the headband that Shen Jia had thrown and straightened his hairpin before nodding. “Yes.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia also laughed, folded the fan and leaned closer to Qi Cong. “Brother Cong, I think you would look very good in an ancient costume. Why don’t I ask Brother Zhao to help you get a role, and we’ll act together?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Don’t do anything.” Qi Cong helped Shen Jia tidy up his collar and belt again. \u201cAll right, get out of here, everyone is waiting.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia sighed with exaggeration and was taken out by Xiao Han.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After seeing Shen Jia off, Qi Cong had a little spare time so he took out his mobile phone to have a look.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

There were many messages on his WeChat, all of them from Gu Xun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong thought of his conversation yesterday with Shen Jia and Jiang Zhaoyan, who was still here to observe him as if he was a ticking time bomb and clicked on Gu Xun\u2019s WeChat. He carefully read Gu Xun\u2019s messages and gave Gu Xun news according to his timing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

As the actors read through their lines in preparation for the official start of filming, Qi Cong picked up the script Shen Jia had put on the lounge chair and read it. Since he is going to sing the interlude, it’s better to do more homework.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cLegend of Youth\u201d was a light-hearted martial arts drama. Its plot revolved around a sword named Qinggu. The main character, played by Shen Jia, is Yun Liuguang, the son of the head of the Xian Yun Sect with outstanding talent and unruly personality. He didn\u2019t love swords, but loves to write poetry.<\/p>\r\n

At the beginning of the plot, Yun Liuguang couldn\u2019t bear the torture of martial arts training and snuck away from home, decided to go to the capital to take the exam, and completely break away from the fighting and killing of the cultivation world. As a result, as soon as he went down the mountain, he met Guan Susu, the female lead who was being chased and disguised herself as a man. He became involved in an inexplicable pursuit.<\/p>\r\n

Guan Susu saw that Yun Liuguang has excellent martial arts; she falsifies her own life experience and deceives Yun Liuguang into believing that she is also a scholar who is going to take the exams but was being hunted by evil relatives. Yun Liuguang took her in and they went to the capital together.<\/p>\r\n

Yun Liuguang agreed and accepted Guan Susu\u2019s “ordinary iron sword made by her grandfather” as a thank-you gift for escorting Guan Susu to the capital.<\/p>\r\n

At this time, the news of the birth of the Qinggu sword from the legend that was the key to the treasure of the old Dynasty has spread all over the world, making all forces stir. Meanwhile, the ignorant Yun Liuguang took the lonely and helpless Guan Susu with him as they headed together toward the capital in a leisurely manner.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cCut! Shen Jia, you’re in the wrong place. Do it again. “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong was shocked by this noise, and only then found that shooting had already officially started. It also seemed that several scenes had already been shot. For the current scene it was no longer Shen Jia and Wang Yue, who made preparations at the beginning. Now, the scene was with Shen Jia and Lian Pengxing, who played the second male lead, Chang Feng. Shen Jia bowed his head to let Yuan Yuan fix his hair and make-up while listening to the director who had walked into the scene, while Lian Pengxing stood to the side, taking the water from his assistant.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After some exchange, the director sat back behind the camera and all departments took their positions, ready to retake this scene.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yuan Yuan came down with her make-up case and sat on the small stool next to Qi Cong, frowning and muttering. “What’s going on? When Shen Jia acted with Wang Yue everything was still fine. But when he acts with Lian Pengxing they always make small mistakes.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When Qi Cong heard her words he looked over at the scene again. He saw Shen Jia with a rare serious expression, standing with his eyes closed at the place where this scene would start and waiting for it to begin. Next to him, Lian Pengxing was whispering something towards him with a gentle expression.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Soon after the scene began, Shen Jia opened his eyes and put on a casual smile. He walked along with Lian Pengxing towards the courtyard together and while walking he played with the \u201ciron sword\u201d in his hand and kept talking about how troublesome it was for the “brothers” to deliver the sword.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Lian Pengxing listened with a smile, echoing a few words from time to time, but when his eyes fell on the spike of “iron sword” his eyes had an inquisitive look.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Pass! Pengxing you did well. “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The scene was over.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief and turned to thank Lian Pengxing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Lian Pengxing smiled and waved his hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yuan Yuan whispered, \u201cAgain, four scenes and one is redone time after time. Three because of Jia Jia\u2019s NG. Each time it passes only because Lian Pengxing leads the scene. This is too evil. Is Jia Jia in bad shape today? Or is he too nervous because he hasn\u2019t filmed for a long while?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

There are many staff members who had the same idea as Yuan Yuan. Qi Cong heard that there were staff in the back who lamented that Lian Pengxing was a senior after all, and he had more experience in filming than Shen Jia, who was only dragging his feet.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Qi Cong.” Zhao Zhenxun, who disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared and called Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong returned to his senses, got up and walked over.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun took Qi Cong to a corner and gave Qi Cong two pages of paper. \u201cYour character has only three scenes, two of which only show his back and in one he is wearing a mask. You will play\u00a0 Chang Feng’s half-brother, a villain, who will be disabled and have a miserable death. The screenwriter and the director were going to choose some background actor with a good figure to act this character, but after seeing the passage of writing of this character\u2019s death, I asked for it for you. “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong was surprised. He didn’t expect that just after Shen Jia said that he wanted to act with him Zhao Zhenxun would really get him a role. He took the papers and said, “Thank you brother Zhao, I’ll prepare properly.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun nodded and looked sideways at the filming set.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At that moment, Shen Jia happened to NG in another scene and apologized to Lian Pengxing, who was acting with him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun frowned at the sight and casually instructed Qi Cong to read the script and practice his voice more, then stepped towards the director’s side.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After the scene was stopped, the director didn’t start filming again immediately and asked everyone to take a ten-minute break.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun called Shen Jia away and talked with him for some time. When the shooting started again, Qi Cong found that Shen Jia\u2019s state had completely changed. He no longer cooperated with Lian Pengxing in every aspect, but instantly played his own role with great momentum, forcing Lian Pengxing to cooperate with him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

This time, it was Lian Pengxing who always NG.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong saw it was a bit fishy and his eyes turned to Lian Pengxing, then he slowly retracted them.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

With a total of 30 episodes, the filming period of \u201cLegend of Youth\u201d was expected to take 3 and a half months, and the progress would be relatively fast. Therefore, on the first day of shooting, the director cruelly asked all the actors to work overtime.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At nine o’clock in the evening, the crew finally finished work, and they took the cars back to the hotel. On the way back Zhao Zhenxun mercifully postponed the online class for a day, giving Shen Jia a buffer period.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But it was only for one day.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia covered his face helplessly and pretended to cry.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun said with his stern stepfather face, “Do you want to be suppressed by Lian Pengxing again without even knowing it?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia immediately stopped crying and put down his hands. After being silent for a few seconds, he clapped his thigh hard. “It’s just a class, I can do it! Besides, there’s still Brother Cong with me, right, Brother Cong?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong, who was chatting with Gu Xun on WeChat, looked at Shen Jia and nodded, and then looked at Zhao Zhenxun. “Brother Zhao, can I go out later? I\u2026 I made an appointment with Gu Xun for dinner. I promised him before. “<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Jia covered his chest, pretending to be hurt and fell back into his chair.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhao Zhenxun frowned and instructed, “Don’t wander around, come back early after eating.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong nodded.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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\u2026\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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At ten o’clock at night, Qi Cong went down the stairs to the eleventh floor and squatted at the entrance of the stairs, waiting. After a while, the sound of footsteps appeared, and he immediately stood up to look out.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

A bar of chocolate was brought before his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong raised his eyes and followed the hand holding the chocolate to the owner.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gu Xun was leaning against the wall in a simple black T-shirt and pants, his hair still damp from the shower. He stood up straight after meeting Qi Cong\u2019s gaze and took back the chocolate. Taking a step forward, he pressed Qi Cong’s shoulder to make him turn around and then walked with him down the stairs. “Dinner has become a midnight snack. It\u2019s my loss, so I will punish you to walk down the stairs with me for a while.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He was a little scoundrel like, appropriate with intimacy, but not annoying, Gu Xun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong just glanced at the hand on his shoulder, smelled the light smell of shower gel from Gu Xun’s body, and obediently walked down with Gu Xun, saying, “Gu Xun, I have something to tell you.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gu Xun, who was in a good mood, asked, “What’s the matter?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“Jiang Zhaoyan is sponsoring the \u201cLegend of the Youth\u201d drama.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gu Xun steps stopped.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qi Cong noticed that Gu Xun’s hand on his shoulder had increased its strength, and his steps paused for a moment. Then he continued to go down, watching the two people on the stairs slowly changing from overlapping to separated shadows, and continued, “Jiang Zhaoyan and I will have a confrontation.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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