Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan just took his first bite of rice when he received a call from Shen Hao, saying it was done?

He froze as if dreaming: "So fast."

"In fact, we have been preparing since the early morning, and now we are just implementing the last step."

So they have premeditated it?Yang Fan thanked him with a dry smile. He put down the phone and felt flustered. At this time, Song Bai handed him a piece of fish, and he chewed it with his mouth open: "Suddenly signed a contract, so fast."

"Quick, don't waste time."

"If you want to silence everyone, you may need to hold a press conference." Yang Fan said absently, stirring the rice grains.

Song Bai helped him shave off the fishbone, and said softly, "Let's join the team after the press conference."

"Well, it feels too high-profile." He felt like hype.

Song Bai smiled and said that the hype depends on the time, so you should hype it.

Yang Fan replied with a grimace, and buried his head in eating the fish.

The press conference was scheduled for the next afternoon. Shen Hao and Yang Fan signed a five-year contract as soon as they met. Seeing the man with a stern face beside him, he was taken aback and asked, "Is he..."

Yang Fan didn't want to hide it from his manager, so he took the initiative to say, "He is my lover."

"..." Damn it, the boss didn't say he has a lover!

"Hello, my name is Song Bai." Song Bai stretched out his hand.

Hearing the name, Shen Hao looked at the man in disbelief, sized him up and shook his hand in a daze: "Did you just get into the financial news and newspapers a few days ago?"

Song Bai looked at Yang Fan: "I didn't expect you to know."

"Ah?" Yang Fan was stunned, and asked someone with his eyes: Why didn't you tell me when you were on the news.

"You've been very busy these days, so it's not a big deal." Song Bai slowly explained with a gentle smile on his lips.

"That." Shen Hao temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart, calmly handed the draft to Yang Fan, and said with a frown, "Just follow this when you are on stage, it would be best if you can memorize it, the press conference is held very quickly. You haven’t had time to prepare anything, so you have to think twice when facing the reporter’s question.”

"I don't agree with disclosing your date, because it will have an impact on your future development. I read your data before picking you up. The Weibo is clean and doesn't deliberately sell corruption. I hope to continue to maintain it in the future."

Seeing that the manager's efficiency was so high, Yang Fan put away his grinning face and looked through the manuscript seriously. The full text of the very formulaic manuscript didn't piss off. He asked casually, "Then what is said to Zhou Hui..."

Shen Hao raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Go through legal procedures, if she dares to slander us, she dares to sue, and if she reposts 500 times, it is a crime, and her Weibo has tens of thousands of retweets, this chicken is ours." It must be killed."

Everyone knows who to kill the chicken for.

There were more than 50 media present, and Yang Fan walked onto the stage accompanied by his agent, and suddenly bursts of 'clicking' sound from the spotlight came into his brain. out of the way.

"Yang Fan, do you know about the fact that Ms. Zhou Hui received huge gifts from fans in private? If you knew, you would still cover her up?"

"This... You put me on the death penalty hat just after you asked the first sentence, how should I answer?" Yang Fan said indifferently, stood up and bowed to the camera, "First of all, I want to give my thanks to the fans who were deceived by the former assistant. Apologies, I didn't know about Ms. Zhou Hui's private collection of gifts, to be precise, I only found out about it in the comments of netizens the day before yesterday, and I'm sorry that I didn't notice it at the time."

Shen Hao has no pressure in the face of many media. As one of the gold medal managers of Wanying Entertainment, he not only works behind the artists but also works with the media. His experience makes him look like he is playing on the camera: "Ms. Zhou Hui is online Wanton release of the pornography of Wanying Entertainment's artists, our company's attitude towards this is to take a strong legal procedure and will not tolerate this matter."

"It is reported that Yang Fan was alone before, and now he has signed with the company so quickly. May I ask if someone is behind the scenes to fuel the flames."

"If you have any questions, you can ask directly." Yang Fan looked at the reporter who raised his hand in the crowd, holding back his anger.

Shen Hao glanced at Yang Fan with a calm expression. He actually chose to remain silent on this topic.

"Someone has already taken a picture of you having dinner with Zhang Mian, one of Zhang's shareholders. The two are quite intimate, and you are gay. I don't know if you were helped by Zhang Mian in this matter."

The noisy atmosphere fell silent instantly, and many media outlets expressed admiration for this dare-to-talk reporter, with a hint of sympathy mixed with admiration.

"You are new here."

There was excitement on the man's face: "Yes."

"I remember you, you asked me a similar question when you interviewed Zhang Bo in "The Legend of the Harem." Yang Fan sneered, "Zhang Mian is younger than me, so I hope you have the brains to think about it before you ask me. What will be the consequences."

At this time, there were two people standing behind the pillar and calmly watching what happened on the stage. Half of the face of one of them was hidden in the darkness, only revealing the tough outline of the face as if cut by a knife. His thin lips were lightly pursed with a certain majesty: " Which media is that person from?"

A subordinate explained beside him: "It belongs to the Fengxing family."

The man said coldly: "Go."

When there was no sign of a third party around him, he turned his head to look at Song Bai, his expression softened a little, and he patted the other side's shoulder in a friendly gesture: "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Thank you Brother Mu this time." Song Bai sighed.

"You don't need to say thank you, Xiao Mian has already mentioned to me to sign Yang Fan before you, but at that time someone said that Huaxing's people had suffered from him, so I didn't pay much attention to him, some things were left to my subordinates I don’t know how to do it, but Yang Fan’s momentum is slowly rising and he has a bright future, so Wan Ying can take advantage of this matter to sign him. Besides, Xiao Mian has always liked him.” Speaking of Xiao Mian, the man laughed After a while, "As my return, no one owes anyone any favors."

No one expected that Zhang's president would appear at a small star's press conference. Song Bai was also surprised to see the other party's back gradually going away. He inadvertently lowered his head and fiddled with his cuffs. He stood in the shadow and waited for the press conference to end.

Yang Fan on the stage was about to start yelling at others, but his hand was firmly pressed on his leg by Shen Hao.

"You are Fengxing's new reporter."

But Yang Fan couldn't take it anymore, he gritted his teeth and slapped the table angrily, drawing everyone's attention to himself, shouting: "You fart!"

The audience was in an uproar, and Shen Hao's face was extremely dark.

Yang Fan reluctantly shook off his manager's hand, took the microphone and approached the reporter, and all kinds of microphones piled up in front of him, he showed a sneer, with a sneer: "Because I'm gay, do you think that everyone with All the men I contact have slept with me? Do you think I was born to sleep with others like a duck?"

clack clack-

Shen Hao couldn't care about his image anymore, he hurried up and pulled Yang Fan back, blocking the reporter and forcing his composure: "Sorry, sorry, don't shoot now."

"I'm sorry everyone." Yang Fan took a deep breath and bowed again. He bent his waist to a standard 90 degrees but lasted for a second. He looked at the reporters full of seats and seemed to have returned to the helplessness before rebirth, because he was afraid, because he had scruples Another person's reputation is so silent, let the reporter bombard him with everyone's saliva!

"Zhang Mian and I are students of old Mr. Su Yide. The relationship between teachers and brothers is very normal. We will talk and laugh among friends after a meal. Why is it so special for me? I am sorry that I didn't control my emotions just now. Emotions, but I don’t regret what I said. Words can’t be said indiscriminately, especially in the digital information age. I believe that many people are watching this press conference, and I’m also sorry for the central point from Ms. Turned it into a private matter."

Seeing that Yang Fan couldn't be stopped, Shen Hao felt resentful but now he had to hold back: "Wan Ying Entertainment will never let go of some untrue news."

The reporters present were all sensible people, and they all sat back and finished asking the following questions. The reporter who had just caused trouble had already been taken out by the security guards. As for his future, everyone was tacit.

In front of the fans, he has always been a gentle and lively image, but now the sudden outcry is bound to cause a storm on the Internet. Yang Fan sat in the car sent by the company and flipped through Weibo, listening to Shen Hao's teachings.

"You are too reckless! Originally, if you had been patient, there would have been no messy news on the Internet. Yang Fan, you are in the limelight. Do you want me to remember you forever? Remember that I once had an artist who just signed On that day, I will be thrown a big burden!"

"Everyone says I'm really temperamental." Yang Fan smiled and showed Shen Hao the phone.

Shin Ho choked on his own saliva.

Originally, the situation had reversed and slapped Huaxing in the face, but now Yang Fan's anger made fans feel that his idol is a true character and not a god, and everyone has Ni Lin, it is necessary to get angry when Ni Lin is touched, it is not normal not to be angry .

A lot of people went to Fengxing's official Weibo account [Gays are also ordinary people, why should your company's reporters stick to them! 】Yu Wei also released a statement after their development conference. In the statement, he said that he was blinded by Ms. Zhou Hui's pitiful illusion, and he was sorry for Yang Fan's matter.

The tone of sincerity made many fans relax.

[Touch Weiwei, we have always loved you. 】

[Weiwei come on. 】

Yang Fan glanced at the comments and turned off his phone: "They also dealt with it in a timely manner."

"Of course." Being overwhelmed by a newly signed artist, Shen Hao watched Yang Fan squeeze out words between his teeth, "This is the first time and I hope it will be the last."

"I see, thank you." Yang Fan somewhat admired Shen Hao's endurance. The gold medal agent, who was posed by a newly signed artist for the first time, was able to hold back his anger. He suspected that there was really someone helping behind him, otherwise, how could he be here? Shen Hao's subordinates work.

Shen Hao made Zheng Xiaoxuan popular all the way. Zheng Xiaoxuan's wings hardened and she wanted to terminate the contract to open a studio to earn money. Yang Fan remembered that there was a lot of trouble at that time. Shen Hao's speech was on the artist's side. After all, everyone has been going all the way for so many years. But in the end he stayed in Wanying because Zheng Xiaoxuan had changed and was no longer the Zheng Xiaoxuan in his mind.

He could afford it and let it go, so Shen Hao stayed in the company and continued to lead the newcomers.

Yang Fan's thanks came from the heart, and if he came across a disobedient artist, he would probably be out of shape with anger.

"Where's Song Bai?" Shen Hao's anger also subsided a little, thinking that Yang Fan was about to join the group to shoot, just to stir up the excitement, and planned to go back and write a draft to strengthen Yang Fan's personality.

"He sent me a text message saying that the company has something to do, so he left first."

Shen Hao covered his face with a slap: "It's the first time I've picked up a gay artist, and it's also the first time I've picked up a gay artist with a partner." If he is not careful, Yang Fan's acting career will be ruined, but there is an advantage, that is, he doesn't need Worried that Yang Fan would start a scandal, "You also know that if you start a scandal, you will be finished."

Yang Fan smiled, reassuring him: "I never play at night, nor eat and drink with the crew alone. For my health, you can rest assured that Song Bai and I have already met our parents. Very loving."

Keke, the artist who sprinkled dog food on the first day of the first meeting.

In the car, Yang Fan and Shen Hao had a more serious conversation. After handing over the following matters, Shen Hao handed over the two scripts to Yang Fan: "Choose one."

Yang Fan was puzzled: "I have two dramas to film in my hand, and I don't want to spoil the drama."

"I won't let you do it if you want to." Shen Hao took a puff of cigarette, put his hand on the window and shook it, and took another puff to exhale the smoke, "I still have other artists in my hand, they are hotter than you, say something To be honest, there is an explanation from above that we can't be too strict with you, that is, we can't ask you with the same standards as other artists."

These words have already made it clear that there is someone behind him.

Yang Fan touched the first page of the script and asked, "Can I ask..."

"No." Shen Hao refused bluntly, "Because I don't know who is behind you, maybe it's Zhang Mian."

He threw away the end of the cigarette, and said: "You and Yu Wei are in a stalemate, why are you still holding that male third's notebook? If you take out any notebook I gave you, it will appear in the second episode." If you still want to play the third male role, you won't be afraid of embarrassment."

"After all, the contract has been signed, and there are not many dramas."

Shen Hao also understood Yang Fan's concerns. He broke the contract right after he signed with the company, and his reputation in the circle would be in jeopardy. He said, "I will arrange two assistants for you. Don't talk about today's affairs on the Internet in the next two days. Popularity, "Old State" is still in the late stage, you should brush up your own handmade works to increase popularity, and other companies will arrange for it."

Yang Fan hummed, and said he wanted to take the book back to ponder, but Shen Hao didn't refuse, so he sent the person to the door to talk about the future.

Netizens remain indifferent to Wei's statement, not everyone is a brain/disabled/fan, one wave of people brushes "I knew our idol is innocent" and the other wave is the avatar hehe party .

He didn’t read the statement seriously in the car before. Yang Fan threw off his shoes and went straight to the sofa after returning home. Song Bai prepared a fruit platter for him and was asked to feed him: “Today’s hair is so powerful.”

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of them." Yang Fan looked at Yu Wei's Weibo and laughed.

Whether it is an artist or a seller's assistant, the answer is obvious.

Zhou Hui was thrown out by them as a shield, regardless of whether the fans bought it or not, she was responsible for this matter anyway, and Yu Wei had no responsibility at all. Of course, Huaxing didn't criticize Wei. Really like.

Those who should answer did not answer, and those who should not answer just promised there. The ambiguous words made people very unsatisfactory.

Yang Fan scrolled through his comment area and found that there were more than 20 comments, all of which were fans' comfort.Of course, some people will say that others set up suicide/suicide, and it is not at all graceful to be angry in front of so many people, and then there are people below who really don’t feel pain in their backs when they stand and talk. You will get angry, maybe being rude is considered petty.

A wave of fans left, but more fans came.

A program team sent him a private message, asking if he could participate in the recording of this episode. Yang Fan looked at the title of the program and clicked block directly. He was paralyzed and thought he was an idiot. It is impossible for him to record the program with Yu Wei on the same stage, and it is impossible now , it is even more impossible in the future.

After Song Bai finished feeding the fruits, Yang Fan sat upright and asked, "We are the ancestors who were defeated in the United States last time."

"In the room below, what's the matter?"

"The teacher must know about this. I have to do my homework to make him feel at ease with me. Otherwise, what will I do if I terminate the contract unilaterally? It will be a blood loss." As he spoke, he went straight to the second floor with his bare feet, and Song Bai frowned helplessly and followed , Yang Fan is infatuated with clothes.

"I'm very angry." He touched the delicate patterns on his clothes and smiled, "But I won't be angry when I see these babies."

"That's why many people choose to go shopping to relieve stress when they are angry." Song Bai said in a deep voice, bending over to put on slippers for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is willing to be an uncle who is served by others. He took out his clothes and hung them up to take a few photos. Originally, the light on the first floor was cold, but since this room was converted into his studio, Song Bai added another warm light. Light, now the two cloaks have become soft and beautiful under the warm light, and Yang Fan is inexplicably satisfied with the camera: "I really like these two."

Song Bai took the camera and asked him to stand there: "Take a photo with your baby."

Yang Fan heard the words and immediately stood in the two clothes and compared the most vulgar V hand. This time Song Bai deliberately squatted down to find an angle to take several pictures. Yang Fan was very satisfied with the original film when he got it. The warm light source made the skin smooth Exquisite doesn't even need to use skin dermabrasion, although he seldom uses dermabrasion.

Turning his head and kissing the man, Yang Fan boasted: "The photography skills are getting better, give me a reward."

"It's not in vain that I read so many tutorials."

"Your straight male shooting angle should learn how others shoot female tickets." For the sake of the success of this shooting, Yang Fan decided to let the past go, relying on Song Bai's back to say that he was scared to death on stage today. Soft.

It was nonsense, Song Bai hugged him with his buttocks, Yang Fan became a koala again, Song Baisong said, "Why don't you watch the videos on the Internet, it's the first time I've seen you so arrogant and direct."

"Whoever makes him gossip about me, scolding him for not doing anything is considered father's kindness."

"Father?" Song Bai looked confused, "What do you mean by that?"

Yang Fan shrank his head and thought that Song Bai didn't understand popular words, so he posted the three photos just now on Weibo, and said with a playful smile: "My dear son, call again."

Song Bai pursed his lips and slapped Yang Fan's butt twice: "It's not big or small."

"Hmph." Yang Fan pouted his butt and ignored him.

The comment area has almost returned to normal. Everyone pulled away from the farce and started to praise the idol for his good vision and collection of such beautiful clothes.

Du Nan swiped Weibo for a day to see the perfect ending before he really let out a sigh of relief. He saw the two clothes on Yang Fan's Weibo and immediately reposted: Beautiful!

Then he found that Yang Jiarong liked it. Du Nan hugged his phone and shrank on the bed. He poked his head out and peeked at Uncle Rong who was marking the key points of the script on the table. You can't cancel your likes."

Yang Jiarong laughed: "When did I cancel it?"

Du Nan was right when he thought about it the other way around, so he opened Yang Jiarong's Weibo to like all of them, but sadly found that Uncle Rong didn't update Weibo at all, he had already liked all Weibo...

"Uncle Rong, can you post a Weibo?" A pitiful cry came from under the quilt.

Yang Jiarong held the script and looked up at Du Nan's upturned hair: "What Weibo?"

Du Nan poked his head out, his eyes shining brightly: "Any Weibo is fine."

Yang Jiarong didn't understand what he wanted to do, but he still posted a Weibo with a picture of dog food at home: [Send a Weibo] Immediately afterwards he saw Du Nan's profile picture appearing in the like list, the first indivual.

Du Nan was holding his mobile phone to watch fans comment about the actor who is single and wants to give away dog ​​food hahaha, he curled his lips and muttered: My Uncle Rong has already left the single.

Playing and playing, Du Nan turned over on the bed and turned on the computer, and sent the song he and Yang Fan sang together with the video together.

The two people sang as they wished, so they didn’t shoot the MV specifically. They just shot the scene in the recording studio, and there was also a part of singing with Yang Fan sitting in front of the white curtain in the interior. The two videos were edited together to form a simple MV. Shengzai's color is fresh and dry, so it doesn't look too hot to the eyes. He asked Yang Fan if he will post it now?

Yang Fan received the file, opened it and listened to it several times. Du Nan’s music was as peaceful and pure as others’. His slender fingers tapped on the keyboard and gradually poured out moving and beautiful notes. Together with the humming of only a few lyrics, Yang Fan closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment: "This song is really nice."

Song Bai walked up to him and looked at the young man holding the guitar and singing softly in the video for a moment. He was dazed for a moment. He looked at the camera with a white shirt, black pants, and phoenix eyes. He looked like a bad boy. The light hit Yang Fan's face. The best PS, the skin is white and delicate, everything is just right, showing his temperament just right.

Song Bai's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly sat beside Yang Fan and watched the video.

"sounds so good."

The corners of Yang Fan's lips curled up, and he turned around and poked the man's chest: "Just these three words?"

Song Bai held that hand and lowered his head to kiss the wound on his fingertips, with piety and affection in his eyes: "People are also good-looking, Fanfan, you are always impressive." Yang Fan's hair has now grown to the tips of his ears and feels soft to the touch The natural volume has not yet appeared.

Yang Fan's heart thumped, he was surrounded by Song Bai and leaned on his shoulders and didn't even want to lift his head. Suddenly his earlobe was kissed, and he subconsciously raised his head to meet the man's lips, and saw the smile in the other's eyes.

He relaxed and forgot to respond, his whole body was so dizzy from the kiss that he didn't bother to move.

This kiss was careful and gentle, like the spring water flowing in the mountains passing through the heart. With Song Bai around his waist, Yang Fan slowly stretched out his hand to hook his neck, half-closed his eyes and gently stuck out his tongue, covering his mouth at the same time. Song Bai didn't want to see himself flushed in his eyes.Heart pounding like an ignorant chick, but they have clearly met each other several times.

Yang Fan knelt in Song Bai's arms, recalling that it was like yesterday when they first fell in love.

Feeling embarrassed to be stared at by others, he covered Song Bai's eyes with his hand, and made an angry tone on purpose: "What are you looking at, I can't get enough of it every day." Staring at him, he couldn't survive a minute, and his whole body was numb as if he had been licked.

Song Bai broke away his hands and clasped them tightly, said in a deep voice, "I can't see enough, I want to see you forever."

"Come on less." He wanted to pull out his hand but found that he couldn't, Yang Fan scratched his hair and ignored it, and used his other hand to reply to Du Nan.

【Send it. 】

Everyone thought he was an actor, and only those who watched his live broadcast knew that Yang Fan could also sing, and he liked to sing Cantonese songs.

When Yang Fan saw Du Nan's Weibo, he clicked to repost [Songs sung with Baby Du Nan, I hope you like it. 】I recently saw Yang Fan with either a bald head or super short hair. This time I suddenly saw his previous appearance again, and the fans began to boil.Retweeting once is not enough. Some people retweet dozens of times, and the comments are all pleasant and unexpected praises.

Du Nan wrote the lyrics and composed the music, so everyone went to Du Nan's Weibo to find the sheet music and mp3.

Because the netizens were too enthusiastic, Du Nan was frightened stupid. His Weibo posts had never exceeded 2000. Now, they are now in the tens of thousands!

"Uncle Rong, Uncle Rong, am I angry?" He ran around at a loss, flicking his phone and was so excited that he just suddenly got interested and wanted to sing with Yang Fan, but he didn't expect the response to be so good.

Seeing him turning around, Yang Jiarong couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, you're hot."

"Uncle Rong!" Du Nan, who was hugging him, was so happy that he couldn't even say a word. He just jumped in his arms calling his name, "Uncle Rong."

When he was excited, he opened the mp3 for download.

This night, Yang Fan and Du Nan were among the top three on the list.

Du Nan accepted a contract with the company a few days ago, because the company tried to hide him and did not hesitate to discredit him in order to make the previous combination popular.

The 5 times penalty was paid by Uncle Rong, so he is short of money now. He dare not ask Chen Yu for money. After all, it was his impulse to enter the social circle at the beginning. Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang accepted his card cruelly. Now When Du Nan got old, he was embarrassed to ask for money again. He had no money and owed tens of millions of debts. He felt that he was useless, and he lived for more than 20 years to do some thoughtless things.

But now it's all right, he's on fire.

At this moment, Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang reposted Du Nan's Weibo in a high-profile way and praised: [My son is awesome. 】Everyone in the media is stunned, what the hell?

You must know that Chen Yu and Du Jiangkang's microblogs are generally related to work, and never involve personal affairs, let alone joking.

Well now, they call Du Nan their son?

Some people broke the news that Mrs. Chen Yu had adopted a son a long time ago, and his age was the same as Du Nan's, but because the protection was too strict, he didn't know anything except his age.

The media people were stunned, so the poor little artist they wrote about before was actually a young man?

Thinking about Chen Yu's temper carefully, I heard that Du Jiangkang is very good at protecting Du Jiangkang, and the paralyzed husband is so awesome, now he is protecting his son!Everyone started to panic, and several media even held a meeting overnight to rush out the news.

Du Nan's propaganda changed, and became "The Son of a Famous Director with Both Talents and Talents".

However, the protagonist doesn't care. Du Nan stands in front of Chen Yu and looks at him nervously. He has loved and feared this father since he was a child. If something goes wrong, it will be very fierce. Usually a beating on the butt is unavoidable, and it is useless to ask Du Jiangkang for help.

"Dad, what's wrong with you this time?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Yu squinted at his son, and beckoned him to come over: "Come to Dad."

Du Nan went obediently, and Chen Yu touched his son's head and rubbed him into his arms suddenly: "Your dad has been drinking and is getting old, so I want to ask you if it's our fault for being so cruel to you before."

"No, this is what I should bear. I can't live under your protection forever. I'm the son of the famous editor Chen Yu and the famous director Du Jiangkang. I can't embarrass you."

Men are not as weak as women, but at this moment Du Jiangkang wiped the corner of his eyes: "You are our son, and it is right to pave the way for you."

In fact, they think it’s time. Du Nan is a boy who always hides it. It’s not a problem. Chen Yu also wants to open it. Since Du Nan really wants to enter the Y music circle, let’s do it. Anyway, both fathers are in the circle. It's a mess, and if you take care of it, nothing will happen.Besides, Du Nan's uncle is still the film king.

Speaking of Du Nan's Uncle Rong, Chen Yu twitched his eyebrows smoothly, but seeing Du Jiang Kangte wiping tears in embarrassment, he forcibly held back what he wanted to say.

Du Nan is the son of Du Jiangkang and Chen Yu, which caused a lot of noise in the circle, but the fans are even crazier. The number of Du Nan's fans soared from 20 to 400 million in just one night!

The son of the couple is well-behaved, not to mention that he can play the piano. He is studying at the world's number one university and has won many piano awards abroad. The news that he couldn't find in the past no matter how hard he checked it, now he just came across it. Jumping outside, everyone was so shocked by Du Nan's education that they couldn't help themselves.

With a high degree of education and good looks, isn't it really overkill to enter the Y music industry?

Apart from saying 'oh my god' to express my inconceivability, kneeling seems to be the only thing left.

[Piano Prince, do you still lack the leg accessories? 】

Du Nan lay on his Uncle Rong's lap, blushing, and silently said in his heart when he saw the fans' comments: It's not missing, because I'm just a leg pendant.

Yang Fan didn't know it at first, exchanged a farewell kiss with Song Bai, and then sneaked into the group to film. When he saw that everyone around him was swiping their phones, the two new assistants beside him whispered: "My mother, Du Nan His father turned out to be Du Jiangkang!"

Only now did he know about the exposure of Du Nan's identity.

Shen Hao called him later to say that he did a good job, Yang Fan was full of doubts and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's about you posting the audio, and the fans responded enthusiastically."

Yang Fan understood, he happened to run into Du Nan, not only Du Nan, but Yang Fan and him became popular again with this song, this time in a real sense.The company means to take advantage of the momentum to catch a wave of traffic.

"The company intends to train you to release an album. By the way, have you ever learned to sing? The sound engineer at the company heard that you have learned."

Yang Fan made an OK gesture to Mao Xiaoliang, then covered the phone and said, "I learned a little bit before."

"Then, I will contact Du Nan to write some songs for you."

Yang Fan thought it over and said, "Let me discuss this by myself, I have been in frequent contact with him."

Shen Hao also felt that it would be easy for a stranger to talk to him, so he agreed to Yang Fan's request: "You should film well now, and I will go to your place to have a look after I finish my work."

"Shen Hao, I don't want to consume Du Nan." Yang Fan lowered his voice and whispered while looking at the worn gown on his body. He has been in the group for a week.

How could Shen Hao not understand what Yang Fan said, so he walked to a quiet place and assured Du Nan: "It is not without reason that Wanying Entertainment can stand tall. actor."

Enough is enough for this topic, Yang Fan flipped through the script and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Mao Xiaoliang had been waiting for him to start filming for a minute, and when he saw him on the phone, he quickly waved: "This scene is over after filming, it feels like it's going to rain today."

"Director, you didn't read the weather forecast, it's going to rain tonight."

Mao Xiaoliang rolled the script into a tube and threw it over: "You are the only one who talks too much, I can't help but read it!"

The producer suppressed a smile and continued to work.

The singer Chen Bing likes is played by Zhang Waner, an actress who has debuted for several years. She is different from her name. She is not as shy as a young daughter but as straightforward as a man. Because she is a drama actor, she has a strong line skills. Mao Xiaoliang adopted The most important thing is to receive the sound on the spot.Yang Fan is a little nervous every time he plays a scene.

If Zhang Wan'er had concentrated on acting in TV dramas, she would have been popular long ago, but what she loves is dramas, which is a pity.

The scenery of the film and television base was okay, so Mao Xiaoliang asked people to adjust the lights.

"Scene 23 of "Chen Bingbing", a!"

Zhang Wan'er twisted her slender waist, with her left hand resting on the wrist of a high-class young man, the matte red lipstick set off her glamor and elegance, she touched the pearl necklace around her neck, and said to Yang Fan who was selling rouge beside her: "Nah, how much is this."

Yang Fan rubbed his hands nervously, raised his hand to look at this woman who could only be seen on the posters of the opera house, and quickly lowered his head, his lips moved, his shoulders trembled slightly, but he was speechless.

"Oh, what do you do with these stalls? I'll buy you as much as you want."

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Zhang Wan'er rolled her eyes: "That's what you said."

"That's right, that's what I said."

As the two left, the rouge box that had just been in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Chen Bing stared at the dusty rouge box on the ground, sat on the small stool and slowly stretched out his hand, seeing that he was about to get it.

Mao Xiaoliang's camera also captured the scene of hands, which were gray and rough peasant hands.

Chen Bing suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Tsk." The producer didn't understand why Yang Fan took it back.

After hearing the tsk, Mao Xiaoliang immediately turned back to stare at him, and said in a low voice, "Shut up and watch carefully."

Chen Bing withdrew his hand, found the cleanest rag and wiped his hands clean. At this moment, his eyes showed excitement, and he carefully held the box of makeup powder in his palm as if he were his lover.

Mao Xiaoliang was full of praise for this little detail in his heart. This is the Chen Bing of the lowest society he wrote about.

"Hey, how do you sell the box in your hand?"

Chen Bing quickly hid it in his heart and patted it: "This is not for sale."

"Card! Call it a day!"

Yang Fan immediately straightened his back, while Chen Bing was timid and kept bending over in the early stage, making him almost hunchbacked.

Mao Xiaoliang greeted behind him: "Do you want to go out for a drink with everyone?"

"I won't go, the homework the teacher gave me hasn't been finished yet." At this time, it was really witty to pull out Su Yide.

Yang Fan waited for Mao Xiaoliang to leave, packed up his things and went to remove his makeup, while the new assistant stood guard outside the door.

Mao Xiaoliang gave each of them a dressing room in a humane way. Although the sound insulation effect is not very good, it is better than nothing. He was removing his makeup inside, and the sound of his new assistant chatting outside.

"I can't even log in to Twitter, it's so annoying."

"I was also helped by someone. Sometimes it will ask me to post photos of artists."

Yang Fan opened the door and asked with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Guo, have you posted my photo yet?"

The man was surprised: "Let go, really let go."

Yang Fan smiled and didn't intend to continue talking, he closed the door of the dressing room and planned to leave.

Xiao Guo followed behind with a backpack on his back. When he got in the car, he showed him his mobile phone: "Brother Fan, I saw your video on Twitter."

Yang Fan leaned over and saw that it was the one singing with Du Nan: "Maybe it's some fan." But looking at the accompanying text, it turned out to be Du Nan's classmate, so he explained, "Du Nan's classmate played it."

There are already more than 4000 likes below. He looked at the release time and it was only a day old. The data is really good.

……

Italy.

The 16-year-old girl ran up to her mother who was busy in the kitchen holding her iPad high, and said excitedly: "Mamma, ioamoquestastella!"

The woman looked in her 40s, with some fine lines around her eyes. She smiled and kissed her daughter: "An'an, mom is busy."

The girl also kissed her mother, jumped and rushed to her father's side to try to amuse her favorite star: "Papà, ioamoquestastella