I hate seeing the facade

If Fang Yiran were to choose one of the [-] commonly used Chinese characters to describe his life, Fang Yiran would choose the word difficult without hesitation.

Because he felt that he was really too difficult.

Difficult before debut.

I can't eat enough to sleep, I practice dancing until my waist bends, I practice singing until my throat cracks, and I can only eat chicken breasts and vegetable leaves to keep my body in shape after a day of exhaustion.

It's even harder after debuting.

Because he was blind, he fell in love with a tough-mouthed and weird-tempered kid in his group.

At this moment, Fang Yiran and Yu Rong were both sitting in the back row of the nanny's car, and there was about a Mississippi River between them.

Ever since Wu Lan was forced to arrange business that day, Yu Rong never gave Fang Yiran a good look.The relationship between the two finally became a bit ambiguous because of the live broadcast, and now it seems to have returned to the cold and awkward starting point before.

Fang Yiran was really confused, and even felt unreasonable for a while.

Is it because the child felt a little embarrassed when he saw that he refused first?

Although I always feel that Yu Rong doesn't seem like a person who cares about this face, but this is the only reason Fang Yiran's barren brain can come up with at present.

The embarrassing atmospheric pressure in the car made Fang Yiran feel very closed.

In fact, if Sun Hua and Yu Jingliang were here, the atmosphere might not be so stiff.Unfortunately, there were only the driver assistant and the two of them in the car at this time.

Because Fang Yiran and Yu Rong were going to the anniversary reception of a well-known first-line clothing brand.

The date of this brand's reception was very coincidental, it was on the same day as their choreographer's wedding.

She had to go to the wedding of a teacher she had known for many years, and it was hard to turn down the invitation from a rare first-line brand, so Wu Lan finally arranged for them to split into two groups, Fang Yiran and Yu Rong went to the banquet, and Sun Hua and the others went to the wedding.

Fang Yiran once again felt the vigor and resoluteness of this woman, Wu Lan.

As soon as she asked Fang Yiran and Yu Rong to do business, she arranged for them clearly.

Women who want to make money are really scary.

Sun Hua and Yu Jingliang were rather gloating.

"I heard that your brand's banquets are always a place for female artists to compete for beauty and intrigue, and you can't get enough food."

Sun Hua forced her in a low voice, "But you should pay more attention to Hu Ou for me, I heard that her waist is so thin that one hand can hug her, and Jiang Yingying's breasts..."

Yu Rong is answering the phone.

He didn't talk much, and leaned his head lazily against the car window, only humming from time to time.

He suddenly looked up and looked out the window.

"It's about 5 minutes, the road is a bit congested." Yu Rong said wearily.

who?Who and who?

Fang Yiran raised his head abruptly, and tilted his ears furtively, but he still couldn't hear who the person on the other end of the phone was.

However, 10 minutes later, he knew the answer.

"Xiao Rong."

As soon as he heard these two words, Fang Yiran knew which fairy it was without looking back.

His smile began to disintegrate inch by inch.

Liang Ting was wearing an elegant and low-key high-end velvet dress, holding red wine, and his smile was as gentle and warm as a breeze.

He still wears the watch Yu Rong gave him on his wrist, and with his expensive outfit, he looks even more extraordinary and low-key and elegant.

Why are you everywhere, old man.

Fang Yiran's teeth were sore.

Yu Rong didn't go up to greet him, but just waved his hand expressionlessly, indicating that Liang Ting should continue to work on him first.

Liang Ting understood, gestured OK, and continued chatting with the brand designer beside him.

Surrounded by actresses with long skirts dragging the floor, Fang Yiran wished he had eight eyes when he walked, lest he accidentally step on the diamonds on the skirts of others.

The process of signing a group photo on the red carpet was over, and the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yiran caught up with Yu Rong who was walking fast ahead.

"No, why is Liang Ting here?" Fang Yiran lowered his head and whispered into Yu Rong's ear, "Ms. Wu didn't say that he was invited."

Yu Rong raised his head and cast a sideways glance at Fang Yiran

"Liang Ting is the Asia-Pacific ambassador of this brand." He said calmly.

Fang Yiran: "......"

I figured I shouldn't have asked.

Walking into the hall of the dinner party, they were guided by the waiter to sit down.

Fang Yiran and their table already had two female stars seated. One is a popular actress who became popular in the online drama a while ago. She is pure and lovely, but the sticky false eyelashes must be about five centimeters long.

Fang Yiran felt tired watching her blink.

The other is Hu Ou, the well-known costume drama Dahua, whom Sun Hua is thinking of.

She was wearing a dead Barbie pink off-the-shoulder long dress, the jewels around her neck were shining, and her makeup was exquisite. She was sitting on Fang Yiran's left.

Fang Yiran glanced at Hu Ou's waist, he really lived up to his reputation, his figure is really good.

But well...

Fang Yiran quietly glanced at Yu Rong on his right.

The boy's figure was thin and tall, and the smooth cut of the suit and the perfect waist made his waist even more slender and slender.

In fact, this group of actresses is nothing more than that.

Fang Yiran clicked his tongue.

Appetizers were served.

What Sun Hua said was true, the dishes at this dinner party were so small that it was not enough to feed chickens, but it was also a common feature of all high-end meals.

Fang Yiran cautiously picked up the slice of black truffle on the plate with a fork, carefully put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, he almost fainted in one breath.

The high-grade earth fragrance from nature should not be underestimated.

Hu Ou next to him was holding the fork with his little finger up, picking and picking, and finally picked up a thin vegetable leaf and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then she put down the fork, and didn't pick it up again until the dinner was over.

...Female stars are indeed ruthless.Fang Yiran was filled with emotions for a moment.

However, only a minute later, when Fang Yiran turned his head to look at Yu Rong beside him, he found that the plate in front of the kid was empty.

Fang Yiran:?

Yu Rong was heartburning with hunger.

He had already swallowed a whole plate of food, and drank all the red wine in the glass. Everyone else was a little tipsy, but their stomachs were still empty.

He frowned, and put down the knife and fork in a little disappointment.

Suddenly, a piece of black truffle fell silently into Yu Rong's plate.

Then came a thin slice of smoked ham.

Then there is a tiny olive.

Finally, even the parsley leaves for garnish were put in.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Rong somehow grabbed Fang Yiran's furtive hand.

Fang Yiran was innocent: "I don't like to eat, it's a pity to waste it, wouldn't it be nice to give it to you?"

Yu Rong was taken aback.

"...I'm not hungry." After a while he mumbled, "But thank you."

I didn't say you were hungry from the beginning to the end, you exposed yourself, young man.

Fang Yiran raised his eyebrows with a noncommittal smile: "Okay."

This small episode eased the atmosphere between the two of them a little.

After dinner, it was time for the artists to exchange pleasantries freely.

Fang Yiran and Yu Rong were a bit restrained. Although their popularity was high, they were newcomers who had just debuted. Naturally, they didn't have many acquaintances on this occasion, so they seemed a little cautious.

Fortunately, Liang Ting found them both.

"Are you two planning to stand where you are and grow old?" Liang Ting was a little speechless, "Come on, let me meet some people."

Although Fang Yiran was reluctant to admit it, Liang Ting, an old man, really had a small network of contacts.

Artists, actors, composers, composers, directors of photography, he knows everyone, and he can chat with everyone,

He even knew Hu Ou.

"Sister Ou, your necklace is dazzling."

Liang Ting bumped into her with a red wine glass while joking, "But after tasting it carefully, it still doesn't shine as brightly as your face."

Hu Ou's bright and charming face finally fluctuated a bit.

"The little mouth is just right." She actually showed a little bit of the coquettishness of a little woman.

Hu Ou glanced at Fang Yiran and Yu Rong behind Liang Ting again, and clinked glasses with them.

"The two guys from your company are so handsome, they were sitting next to me just now." Hu Ou said, she seemed to be trying to remember something, "...I remember seeing them on the hot search a few days ago... ..."

Fang Yiran: "..."

Yu Rong: "..."

Fang Yiran just wanted to grab the red wine glass and knock himself unconscious to escape this insult to his personality and dignity.

Liang Ting introduced many people to the two of them, most of them were artists in the circle, and there were also some well-known designers outside the circle. After a circle, the two of them gained a lot of knowledge.

Drinking red wine glass by glass, chatting and laughing happily, he saw Yu Rong beside him being half-pushed and half-drinking half of the glass.

Fang Yiran knew that he could not drink any more.

One of him and Yu Rong must be sober, otherwise, after the dinner, two drunken drunks staying together will easily cause serious problems.

Fang Yiran silently paid attention to Yu Rong beside him, and found that the child was silent and his footsteps were slightly sluggish.

It seems to be a little unstable.

"It's almost here." Liang Ting glanced at Yu Rong whose footsteps were a bit vain, and frowned, "Shall I take you back, Xiao Rong?"

Yu Rong looked up at Liang Ting and Fang Yiran in a daze, his ears and face were dyed a beautiful blush.

Okay, the kid is really drunk.

"No need, senior." Fang Yiran hugged Yu Rong's shoulder with a smile on his face.

"The company has a car, just waiting outside."

Fang Yiran's smile was flamboyant, but at the same time he was impeccably polite, "Thank you for taking care of me today, and I won't let Yu Rong continue to bother you."

His words clearly drew the line, Liang Ting raised his eyebrows.

"You're welcome."

Liang Ting glanced at Fang Yiran with great interest.

After a long while, he smiled inexplicably, "Okay, then I'll go first."

Fang Yiran kept a hypocritical smile and watched Liang Ting leave.

Then five seconds later, the whole person collapsed instantly.

"You broke my neck, Yu Rongrong!!"

Fang Yiran bared his teeth and pulled away Yu Rong who was already limp on his shoulders.

Yu Rong's consciousness was already in a trance, he just opened his eyes dimly and stared at Fang Yiran, not understanding why the man in front of him wanted to kill him.

Fang Yiran was speechless, he could only change the way to let him lean on his shoulder.

"You...you are...Brother Ting...?"

Yu Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Yiran, and whispered in Fang Yiran's ear.

Yo, my brother is so catchy.

Fang Yiran couldn't help but laugh.

"No, your dear brother Ting abandoned you." He said sourly.

"I..."

Yu Rong tilted his head and looked at Fang Yiran, "I..."

Yu Rong blinked, and the expression on his face was suddenly painful.

Fang Yiran had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, Yu Rong supported Fang Yiran's arm, bent over suddenly and vomited.

The author says:

Fang Yiran: Brother, brother, you are tall!