Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

Leaving from the old man, Bian Xinghuo took Lu Jiaxi back to the hotel.

The hot discussion on the Internet is still going on, Lu Jiaxi is not suitable to stay outside now.

After Lu Jiaxi came back from the old man, he was a little silent. Bian Xinghuo borrowed the hotel kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for Lu Jiaxi. How to deal with it."

Lu Jiaxi was silent for a long time, and stretched out his hand to Bian Xinghuo: "Can you let me see those two dash cam videos on your phone again?"

Bian Xinghuo handed over the phone to Lu Jiaxi.

The first segment of the driving recorder was bargained between Chen Dong and Cui Sheng before the car accident, and the second segment belonged to Lu Jiaxi's father.

The video is very blurry, and only a rough outline of a person can be seen. Director Lu and Cui Yudan's mother are talking about the White Horse Awards.

Director Lu's gentle face can be vaguely seen in the video, with the same expression as before. Even when Lu Jiaxi closes his eyes, his father's modest expression can clearly appear in his mind.

The video flickered for a while, and then the monitor went black. Lu Jiaxi held the phone, tears dripping down the phone.

This is the last look of his dad.

It was the last look of his father before he died.

He squeezed the phone, his body trembling uncontrollably, the progress bar of the video was still advancing, and he seemed to hear his father's voice amidst the mess of voices.

Lu Jiaxi was startled, thinking it was an illusion, turned the volume up to the maximum and listened again, and heard his father's voice again.

Very light, very short, just two words.

Lu Jiayi listened to it many, many times, and hugged Bian Xinghuo in a complete emotional breakdown: "Mom, it's my mother's name, and my father called her by my mother's name at the end. He didn't cheat. He always loved my mother. In the end, my father even called me by my mother's name." They didn't even call me by my name, they called mom."

Bian Xinghuo hugged Lu Jiaxi, he had no choice but to let him cry, he could only comfort Lu Jiaxi's back by stroking.

Not long after Lu Jiaxi cried, he fell into a deep sleep.

Bian Xinghuo carried him to the bed, wiped off the tears on Lu Jiaxi's face with a hot towel, and applied it to his red and swollen eyes for a while, before walking aside and turning on the computer to deal with things.

When Lu Jiaxi woke up, the whole room was pitch black, except for a little light, which illuminated Xinghuo's serious working face on the sofa not far away.

Lu Jiaxi didn't make a move, but turned sideways in a small way, quietly watching Bian Xinghuo not far away.

Bian Xinghuo didn't wear glasses, his beautiful eyes reflected the light of the computer screen, but his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was dealing with something disturbing.

Lu Jiaxi looked at him without blinking for a long time, but Bian Xinghuo's brows did not relax, so he said, "Bian Xinghuo."

After crying all afternoon, his voice has long been hoarse and out of tune. When he called Bian Xinghuo, he didn't even make the first two sounds.

But Bian Xinghuo heard it the first time. He put down the computer, walked straight to the bedside, and stroked Lu Jiaxi's hair: "Are you awake? I'll pour you a glass of water."

As she said she wanted to get up, Lu Jiaxi grabbed her.

Lu Jiaxi shrank back and patted the bed: "Lie down."

Hearing this, Bian Xinghuo followed Lu Jiaxi and dragged his hand to lie down on the bed.

Lu Jiaxi pushed his head into Xinghuo's arms: "Are you dealing with the company's affairs or mine?"

Bian Xinghuo was silent for a while before speaking: "There are all of them."

"Lie, paused for so long, it is to deal with my business."

Bian Xinghuo didn't answer, but just raised his hand to smooth Lu Jiaxi's hair that was a little curled up in sleep.

Lu Jiaxi buried his face in Bian Xinghuo's arms and rubbed it for a long time: "Let's hold a press conference and clean up everything at once, so that you don't have to frown all the time, you're going to be ugly .”

Bian Xinghuo chuckled: "There will be a lot of reporters and cameras at the press conference."

"I know." Lu Jiaxi got his head out of Bian Xinghuo's arms and looked up at him, "Where it started, it will end there. I will overcome the fear of the camera, and I should return my father."

When Lu Jiaxi said this, his amber pupils shone with light.

Bian Xinghuo looked at him for a while, then lowered his eyes and kissed his eyes: "Okay, leave everything to me."

Lu Jiaxi resumed work normally the next day. When he returned to the production crew, the entire production crew looked normal, not to mention asking him about dirty information on the Internet, and there was no private discussion.

Lin Zixu was not on the set in the morning, but when he came back at noon, Pidianpidian went to Lu Jiaxi's side to make a small report: "Do you know who has maintained your reputation the most in the set these two days?"

"Who?"

Lin Zixu asked Lu Jia to analyze the people who were filming in front of the camera: "Actor Li, are you shocked or surprised?"

Lu Jiaxi was a little surprised.

Ever since he joined the film crew, he has always felt that Best Actor Li takes good care of him, but he is not very close to him, and the relationship between the two has never been salty or weak.

"I thought you would say it was yourself." Lu Jiaxi said ruthlessly.

Compared with Li Yingdi maintaining his reputation, it is obvious that Lin Zixu, a big fool, looks more like a person who would do such a thing.

Lin Zixu felt guilty for a while: "I also worked very hard, okay? It's not that I happened to be not on the set yesterday and this morning, but that's not the point. The point is that on the day you were sick and hospitalized, I saw the ghost of Yingdi Li and your man. Sneaking around in the corner without knowing what to discuss, do you think your man will have an affair with Film Emperor Li?"

Lu Jiaxi looked helpless. Obviously, Lin Zixu still wanted to create a character for Bian Xinghuo An Haiwang. He was about to speak when he saw someone approaching not far away.

"Just right, my man is here, you can ask him yourself."

Lin Zixu's pupils trembled instantly: "What?"

Lu Jiaxi pointed behind him.

Before Lin Zixu could stop him, Lu Jiaxi had already sold him out: "Lin Zixu said that when I was hospitalized, I saw you and Best Actor Li sneaking around in a corner. He suspected that you two were having an affair. Please explain."

Bian Xinghuo sat down beside Lu Jiaxi, and put his hands on his neck, feeling a little cold, so he put the coat he brought on Lu Jiaxi's body.

"Licheng wants to develop the entertainment industry, and recently offered me an olive branch, so I asked him to manage the crew."

Lin Zixu changed his face of sowing discord just now, and put on a friendly smile: "That's it, let me just say, you like our Jiaxi very much at first glance, how could you have anything to do with others, hehe...hehe."

"That's not what you said just now." Lu Jiaxi ruthlessly broke the stage.

Lin Zixu glared at him, and quickly changed the subject: "Actor Li is looking for you to develop the entertainment industry. Could it be that you are already handling the current affairs of Shengyu? I heard from my dad a while ago that Chairman Bian seems to be in poor health. It's said that it won't last for a few months."

"The entertainment is not mine, and I have no intention of taking it." Bian Xinghuo said bluntly.

"Ah?" Lin Zixu was stunned, "Then Best Actor Li..."

"Pw is mine." Bian Xinghuo continued to speak bluntly.

Lin Zixu didn't sit still, and sat on the ground directly: "ppppw is yours? Could it be that you...have a father?!"

Lu Jiaxi slapped him over: "Pw was established nine years ago, idiot."

Lin Zixu sat on the ground and reacted for two seconds, his pupils shrank sharply: "Nine years ago? Wasn't Bian Xinghuo only sixteen? This... so to speak, the founder of pw, that business wizard that my dad talked about every day , yes yes yes... boss!"

Lin Zixu suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the corners of his lips almost reached behind his ears, and he patted the chair he was sitting on just now attentively: "Boss, my chair is soft, do you think you want to sit on my seat?"

Bian Xinghuo gave him a half-smile: "No need."

"Then... see what you need, I can satisfy you."

"No need," Bian Xinghuo looked at him, "don't speak ill of me in front of my boyfriend from now on."

"That must be!" Lin Zixu swore on the spot.