Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

In the days that followed, Su Yang, the trapeze artist, was still hanging out with the editor-in-chief and director.An Wangjun, who is not doing business, also lived a hot life on both sides of the school set. Often, after the big class, this kid would rush downstairs like his butt was on fire, jump into an unknown SUV and run away. What do you say? Does he have someone outside?Or was it taken care of outside?

——The above are Qiu Ying's original words.

An Wangjun, who was taken care of by the bad old man Lin Tao, was squatting on the pony saddle at this moment, watching Duan Chao and the female second pair play, and was amazed at the same time. Sure enough, the reputation of being a powerful faction is not in vain. The angle of the back is habitually bent, and the eyes are retracted. No wonder his fans put the topic of the uncrowned king on the hot list after the Golden Branch Award - and then drove his brother's fans to tear his hips.In comparison, the female second who followed the so-called old-fashioned line was simply beaten by Duan Chao unilaterally, although in the play it was the female second who beat Wang Ming.

Whether fans want to live or die actually has nothing to do with their true masters, especially those like Duan Chao and Su Yang who rely on their strength. The popularity brought by their faces is completely an additional product. no big deal.Of course, for the complete idols who rely on face painting and have no acting skills, fans are basically their vanguards and vanguards.

An Wangjun thought of his many years of experience in the circle from Duan Chao, and then thought that he would probably be the kind of vase with nothing but a face in the future, and this face was still a vase of a motherfucker, he couldn't help sighing, feeling that the road is The twists and turns, the future is dark.

The little Maza was too short, and his long legs, which had no place to rest, were pitifully bent, and they were about to go numb again. An Wangjun got up and planned to move around——before he could stand still, he was dragged away by the staring field manager.

The field affairs are like facing the enemy: "Big brother! I call you big brother! Don't rush in again!"

An Wang-jun: "...OK."

After filming Tang Ke's scene today, An Wangjun came back from taking off his make-up, and said that the make-up remover was originally done by Sister Man Ting - at the price of being rubbed on his face, the beauty makeup gave him a set.Well, good man.

Supervisor Jiang held up his mobile phone from a distance: "Xiao An, your brother is calling."

An Wangjun's face was covered with a towel: "Uncle Jiang, you pick it up for me first... Wait! I'll come, I'll come!! Don't pick it up yet!!"

Producer Jiang watched in bewilderment as the crazy kid pounced on his phone and then rolled away, thinking that the kids these days are really weird.

Fortunately, it was a phone call, without an avatar, and I didn't make a note of my name, otherwise, what would Su Yang call himself?An old senior giving warmth to a new junior? ?Ghost letter!

"What's the matter? I'm only answering the phone now." As soon as he answered, his brother's gentle subwoofer that fascinated thousands of girls came over the phone.

An Wangjun was panting like a dog: "Ha... ha... school, just now, ha, asked us to run 1000 meters..."

"I ran like this for 1000 meters... Just to tell you, I'm working overtime here. I'm finally going to finish my work and go home this Friday."

An Wang-jun: "...Huh?"

"Are you stupid? Guess you didn't see it. I just said it in our wechat group at home, and my parents also said that they might come back on Saturday."

An Wang-jun was completely dumbfounded.

Screenwriter Fang stopped the staff who secretly took pictures of a certain child for the [-]th time.The poor nympho sisters had no choice but to bite their handkerchiefs and look at a certain "prosperous beauty" like a father-in-law visiting a brothel.

An Wangjun himself felt sorry for himself, he said good things to his sisters, and at the same time gave gifts and drew small paintings, and the coaxed family was flooded with maternal love and said tearfully: "Okay, I won't send it out, Junjun, it's so good My Junjun didn't show them..."

An Wangjun was speechless and weeping for a thousand lines, he couldn't hide it from the first day of the junior high school, he couldn't hide it from Friday, brother, why did you come back so quickly...

Looking forward to looking forward to, Friday's footsteps are approaching.Everything was as it was at the beginning, An Wangjun was like a mad dog, muffled to death.

Tang Ke didn't have many scenes, and most of them were concentrated in the second half, so that when An Wangjun asked Director Lin to pretend to go back to school to study, Director Lin very readily agreed, saying that they were all in the imperial capital anyway. Don't worry about the phone call, Xiao An, you can go.

An Wang-jun: ...I shut down the phone as soon as I left the set.

Su Yang, a wolf with a big tail, thought he was a rookie when he first debuted, so he rejected the olive branches of major brokerage companies without saying a word, directly opened a studio by himself, and recruited his best friend Le Xingzhi to be an agent People, a stylist rice cake was dug here, a makeup artist Dong Yan was pried there, and this grass-roots team named "Anonymous" was built.

Sure enough, the high starting point makes the difference. If you follow the path that others have walked, you cannot go right when others tell you to go left. Labor and capital are different. Labor and capital directly drive an excavator to dig out a road.

Thanks to Su Yang's decision at the time, in the past six years, he has been so noble and glamorous in accepting acting endorsements.So much so that fans only need to lie down and spend money for him. What do you mean by tearing the crotch?I don't know at all~ Who does my Susu need to tear up with?Is that person alive?

When An Wangjun arrived at the airport, it was half an hour before Su Yang's plane arrived.The airport hall is bustling with people dragging their big luggage to a distant place or home.The winter sun shines through the large glass curtain wall, making people feel rustling, soft and warm like eating freshly baked sweet potatoes.

In fact, if it were any other popular niche or idol, the airport would have been crowded with water.I still remember a pick-up by a certain foreign group, the fanatical fans directly burst a glass wall.But this can also be regarded as a manifestation of popularity, so some companies will also use the number of people who pick up the airport to publicize.An Wangjun thought of a young student who acted in a romantic drama before, and the airport sent ten fat and strong bodyguards, oh no, it was tall and powerful bodyguards to protect him. There were only a dozen or so fans actually present, including those who ate melons—this is really embarrassing, isn't it...

When Su Yang first debuted, he also encountered the situation of airport pick-up and illegitimate pursuit.This kind of thing is always prohibited, not only fanatical fans who want to spy on your private life, but also black fans of the opposite family and gossip reporters, each of them wants to catch your little pigtails.Regarding this matter, Le Xingzhi's biggest psychological shadow was when Su Yang gritted his teeth and popped out: "Fighting with others is a lot of fun. Come on, let's hurt each other!" Facts, reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance, crossing the Chishui River four times, flying over the Luding Bridge and other peerless martial arts.Mi Gao, a mixed-race stylist, pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose: "□□Honesty is not to be deceived, Mao Xuan is power."

After sticking to the airport VIP for a year, fans finally know that the airport may not be a place where marriage is easy to grow. Over time, everyone is used to picking their feet at home. It is also impossible to fight against our demon tall Su Laoyao.

So at this moment, Mr. An Wang collapsed on the sofa in the airport hall with his coffee in his hands, basking in the sun.

The first thing I saw was Le Xingzhi, who was dressed in a Northeast leather jacket from head to toe, as if he had just returned from a tryst with Cuihua.In the back, that guy who looks like an insurance seller with black-rimmed glasses and a briefcase, I don't know...

The insurance salesman approached, and just when the passers-by felt that he was going to sell to them in a second, the man wrapped his arms around a gentle young man next to him, and walked out of the hall in a few steps.

An Wangjun was caught in the armpit by Su Yang, and he took him into the nanny's car without touching the ground.Grinning his teeth in fright: "Wait, wait... Bridge bean sack... You are so talented and bold. There were so many people just now. Are you afraid that some of your fans will recognize you and tear me up by the way?"

Su Yang Shiran took off his dead house glasses and asked with a sly smile, "What? Don't believe your brother and my acting skills? Don't worry, he seems to be ordinary, just insurance migrant workers abducting ignorant youths."

An Wang-jun: "...So it's not conspicuous?"

Le Xingzhi couldn't stand it: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Xiaojun. In fact, we used tomorrow's ticket as a cover, and then changed the ticket temporarily. The reporters and fans didn't have time to catch up."

An Wang-jun: "It's a pity that you don't do spies and sell information, huh?"

Su Yang looked at his younger brother's puffy cheeks, and the more he looked at them, the more he looked like a puffer fish.Stretching out his hand, he rubbed the person's hair into a mess again: "I just hugged it, why do I feel a little thinner again? It seems to be thinner?"

An Wangjun thumped in his heart. He was indeed thinner. Since he joined the production team of Qili Lane, he was busy running at both ends, and he put pressure on himself to figure out the characters and watch the acting skills. I see it...

"Maybe it's too cold, heat expands and contracts, hahaha..."

Su Yang had an expression on his face that you were fucking teasing me, words were useless, and he just started pinching.

Le Xingzhi watched the children rolling into a ball fighting in the back seat of the car, and shook his head resentfully.

Le Xingzhi didn't want to admit that in the hall just now, he saw the beautiful An Wangjun who was facing the rising sun, who seemed to be covered in holy light, and the beautiful and peaceful Anwangjun, and this little kid who was chattering and fighting five scumbags. the same person.

"It's better at home." After the chaos, the insurance leader Su Yingdi collapsed on his sofa, grabbed the pillow beside him and stuck it on his face, took a deep breath, and burst into tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo And It's still a familiar smell..."

An Wangjun looked at this decadent young man who seemed to be on drugs with black lines all over his head, and pulled him: "You should get up first and change your clothes, what do you look like... Hey, hey, what are you doing—"

Su Yang dragged An Wangjun off, and the weightless kid fell into his arms firmly, and then was tightly hooped.

An Wang-jun landed on his face, feeling that the shape of his precious nose was worrying. "Well... I can't rot anymore... let go..."

Su Yang tightly hugged An Wangjun who kept struggling in his arms. An Wangjun's messy hair brushed around his nose, which was the familiar smell of shampoo.

"Honey, I'm back."

"Baby, I miss you so much."

An Wangjun heard that his glamorous elder brother, who was outside, collapsed on the sofa, hugged himself next to his ear, and had an occasional warmth.My heart was in a mess, and I could take it easy if my neck was pulled or the tent on the bridge of my nose was smashed, after all——

"Well, I miss you too."

The two people who are used to making big news and are about to get used to making big news are essentially a 24-year-old and a 17-year-old kid. They have fought and complained to each other (crossed out) and said it disgustingly. The biggest question right now is what to eat.

Su Yang looked at the two wilting Shanghai green plants, the limp carrots, the hairy Pleurotus eryngii, and all kinds of messy old godmothers and old godfathers in the refrigerator, and sighed: "You are alone at home. Eat these? Classmate An Wangjun, do you want to become a monk?"

An Wangjun was very aggrieved: "The meat is in the freezer, besides, there are cafeterias and takeaways, so the family eats less."

Su Yang rolled his eyes skyward, then resignedly picked up his phone and ordered takeaway.

An Wangjun secretly patted his thumping little heart. In fact, the house hadn't been fired for almost ten days and a half months. Fortunately, the leftovers from last time can be used as a facade, otherwise it would be hard to explain if it was discovered.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground instead of sitting on the sofa, spit out the fried chicken bones on the tea table.An Wangjun also looked like a dog and found two goblets, drinking Coke and watching TV.

A certain sweet beauty star on TV had a delicate smile on her face: "Well, yes, I like eating chocolate brownies the most, I think it is very sweet ~ yes, it feels like being in love, you know? I eat it every day Yes, it is my source of motivation~"

Su Yang snatched a chicken wing: "Fart, she only eats a bowl of boiled vegetables every day on the set. There was a time when the makeup artist invited her to eat a piece of candy, and she was scolded for a bloody sprinkler."

An Wangjun: "..." Looking at the female stars on TV who are still constantly praising how delicious the brownies she endorses are, "I'd better change the channel."

On the Taiwan side, an underage idol who became famous at a young age, the host asked him what plans he had for his future university, whether he wanted to apply for film and television or music.The little star held up the microphone and said very coldly: "I think B University is better." Naturally, there was screaming in the audience, and the host cooperated very well: "Wow, our XX is really a top student. It turned out to be the first-class university in the country! Let's give him some applause and encouragement, shall we!"

Su Yang opened a can of Coke with one hand: "It's still a fart. In the two days I saw him, I didn't see him read the papers, ask the teacher, and he was always fighting with the assistant, and besides taking selfies, he was editing pictures. I said that our University B is now in such a dilapidated state, wouldn't it be better to go to Harvard to pretend to be a force?"

An Wang-jun: "...how did you and him meet?"

Su Yang wrapped an egg tart in one gulp: "In my road movie last year, he was also stuffed in by investors, and I was really drunk when he was stuffed in for a dance. The road movie has a wool dance! It's the same as the plot. It doesn’t matter what the dime is, the shot took five seconds and took two and a half days to shoot. Fans also howled outside the set for two days. If my fans were like this, I would have called the police and arrested them.”

An Wang-jun: "...I'd better turn off the TV."

Su Yang unpacked a bag of potato chips: "Don't, CCTV, CCTV will have your brother's program right now."

An Wang-jun: "I don't want to read yours either..."

Su Yang was puzzled, and blinked his phoenix eyes that could make fans bleed like rivers, pretending to be innocent: "Come on, let me show you the last clean stream in the entertainment industry."

"Fart! I think you are the most fake person in the whole circle. You pretend to be a gentle and noble gentleman every day, tricking a lot of innocent little girls into buying flowers for you, and even feel sorry for you being bullied by others every day. Look You look like a demon king in the world, whoever dares to bully you, you can sarcasm people to death with just a few words."

Demon King Su, who was punctured, had no sense of shame. Instead, he twisted and twisted even more disgustingly: "Only those closest to you are lucky enough to learn the power of a poisonous tongue~"

An Wang-jun: "...you get lost."

Su Yang took out a tissue to wipe his hands without blushing: "Okay, I'm going to take a nap."

An Wangjun waved his hand to signal him to get out of here, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and was about to start eating when he found that there was something to eat on the table, the chicken bones, coke cans and wooden sticks.

"Your uncle's beast! Forget about being fat!"

Su Yang lay down on the bed in big characters, hiccupped, and fell asleep contentedly accompanied by An Wangjun's heart-piercing curses from downstairs.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Junjun (sincere face): Don't look at my brother who speaks so viciously in private, he is actually a good person.

Old demon Su who was suddenly issued a good person card: Meow meow? ? ?