After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

The fans' carnival continues, and more and more netizens are seeing related videos and have a better impression of Lu Rong.

Some netizens who wanted to find fault deliberately found out with dismay that there was really nothing to criticize about this up-and-coming young actor.

His debut was in the most technically demanding martial arts drama. His looks are unique in the entertainment industry and highly recognizable, to the extent that even netizens who have lived in the era of beauty filters for years are impressed.

Her outstanding abilities and good looks have already defeated most people. What's more, her grades are also good and her family background is said to be not bad either. A few days ago, it was revealed that the master who taught Lu Rong opera had a resume that beat all his predecessors.

After looking around, the jealous little black fans can only curse "Thailand Marumi" and change to another company to continue looking for a sense of existence. This one really can't be criticized.

There were also some stubborn people who kept criticizing without any evidence, but they were quickly punished by a mysterious force and not even a splash was made.

Shang Yun took advantage of this wave of traffic and officially announced the details of the second drama.

Now the fans can't sit still. Anyone who hears that their promising star is going to switch to making a horror movie, and a domestic one at that, will feel like the sky is falling.

Even passers-by who had a good impression of Lu Rong felt that this was a bit outrageous and did not approve of this behavior.

The black fans finally found the right time to take action, and many questioning voices appeared, which in turn aroused the rebellious psychology of some netizens.

What's wrong with a wide range of roles? Does transformation mean failure? What's wrong with a domestic horror film? The more you don't like it, the more I want to see how bad it is.

In this way, the reputation of the new drama continues to fluctuate in a strange way.

Lu Rong doesn't have many black fans to begin with, and some of them have no manners and have become Internet dumb. They can only take advantage of the transformation and domestic terrorism to slander them repeatedly, so their attack power is not high.

After a while, the curiosity of passers-by was aroused, and many people knew that such a drama existed.

After learning about the situation, they expressed their admiration for Lu Rong's decision to gamble his future. The topic of domestic production unexpectedly became a revival topic, and its popularity continued to soar.

The PR team, which had done almost nothing, stared at the trend of the Internet in amazement and felt for the first time the double standards of netizens.

If it were someone else, he would have been ridiculed by the entire Internet. How could he be treated like this?

Also, why are the black fans this year not so good? They have no offensive power at all, and even tickling them is not enough.

Ren Dong, the leader of the team, whispered to Shang Yun, "Is the big boss dead?"

The agent glanced at him and said, "If the big boss needs to come out in person, what else do you need to do?"

“Yeah.”

Ren Dong scratched his head, a trace of confusion appeared on his elite face: "I have never served a boss with such a good reputation..."

The feeling of being on vacation every day is so comfortable that my battle-hardened fingers are a little rusty.

Life was peaceful and quiet in the public relations office over here. On the other side, Jing Xian was lost in thought as he watched the video of Lu Rong's school entrance exam on the screen.

Well... I haven't visited the set for a long time. I wonder if Rongrong is doing well, whether he doesn't have enough clothes, or if he needs more food.

During this period, Jing Xian went to the Rose Manor several times. It rained all year round there, but the strange thing was that it was usually sunny whenever he came.

The signal in the mountains is not good. Jing Xian sent messages to Rongrong several times but received no response. He would not know if something happened.

Bah, bah, bah, don’t say anything unlucky.

The man shook his head, fiddled with the black cat figurine's tail a few times, and watched the sachet given by Rongrong swaying back and forth. He felt that he had to go again.

I still remember the first time I visited the set, with the participation of Yao Qian and others, they forcibly pulled a large truck into the mountains. But the director's expression was so wonderful, almost like he had seen a ghost.

Especially after recognizing Jing Xian's identity.

That night, after talking with Jing Xian, Xiang Yang seemed to have a second spring and walked out of the room with a rosy face. Their crew was finally no longer a "three-no" crew without investors.

Looking at the two people who had a good relationship not far away, Xiang Yang finally understood why Fan Yi admired Lu Rong so much.

If Xiang Yang had not been kicked out of the group chat, he would have praised them a lot (and shown off).

Jing Xian brought a lot of daily necessities to Lu Rong, even yellow sheets and curtains.

The two sat side by side on the stone bench, watching the hired workers carrying the luggage, with an endless sea of ​​flowers behind them.

Enjoying the mountain breeze, Jing Xian asked, "Is the filming going well?"

Lu Rong buried her head in the warm hat and said, "It's going well. We expect to wrap up by the end of the month."

"Do you need me to ask for leave?"

Lu Rong shook her head: "No, I can still catch up when school starts."

"Everyone misses you." Me too.

"Brother, please tell mom and the others that I miss you too and will be home soon." The boy lowered his head, feeling empty inside, wondering if he was influenced by Huai Yunjian.

"Rongrong, just let you do it yourself." Jing Xian turned on the video call that had been connected and placed it in front of him.

The mobile phone screen is small, but it can accommodate a family thousands of miles away.

Yao Qian stood at the front, Aunt Shu squeezed out Lu's father and stood beside him, Jing's father and Lu Yangchun were tall and stood in the second row.

Grandpa Jing and Uncle Chen could be vaguely seen playing chess behind them. Madam Yu patiently held up her phone and tried to capture everyone in the shot.

The first time she saw her son, Yao Qian's eyes lit up: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even more handsome now!"

"Obviously he has lost weight." Lu Yangchun frowned, wondering whether to send a chef over.

"Rongrong, I have been doing the waist slimming method you introduced to me. I heard that the crew's work and rest schedule is not very regular, so you have to protect yourself!"

Shu Ying came forward and wanted to show off her work, but it was too crowded, so she could only point at Jing Xian who was standing beside her and said, "Master Jing, please keep an eye on her and don't let Rongrong work too hard."

Jing Xian, who was suddenly Q, nodded.

When the family got together, it seemed like they had endless things to talk about. Everyone was talking at once, leaving Lu Rong with no chance to get a word in.

I don't know why my heart feels bitter, and the wind blowing into my eyes is also moist. Maybe it's going to rain.

Listening to the rain at home means you can feel the comfort of raindrops falling to the ground; listening to the rain in a foreign land means you can taste the sound of the rain drifting, and what falls is your longing.

Jing Xian seemed to sense something, so he put his arm around the boy's shoulders and patted him gently.

It was about to rain when they were about to leave, so they moved to another place and sat in front of the decorated room. The goose yellow gauze curtains were blurred by the wind.

The man stood at the door, with a light yellow layout in front of him and misty rain behind him. He stood at the boundary with his arms outstretched.

Lu Rong's eyes were dazed as he was wrapped in a warm hug. Jing Xian whispered in his ear, the same words he had said before in the apartment.

He didn't know if it would work, but he still insisted on planting a positive anchor in Lu Rong's heart.