Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

After chatting over a table of wine, the two of them communicated with each other except when they were introduced by Ding Tingqiu at the beginning, and then they didn't even look at each other again, but Ding Tingqiu had to connect the two of them.

"I think Xiaohong and Wen Cang have a good eye-catching relationship." Ding Tingqiu raised his hand and patted Wen Hong's shoulder, and then pushed him a little harder to signal him, "Young man, it's rare to meet someone who can talk well." Take the initiative, go and add your brother Wen's WeChat account."

Wen Hong opened his eyes wide in shock: "???"

Wen Hong: I'm not, I don't, so don't talk nonsense.

Wen Cang also looked up in surprise, but quickly moved away the second he made eye contact with Wen Hong, frowned imperceptibly, and Wen Hong accurately slid from the corner of his slightly lowered lips. Captured his look of disgust.

?

What are you doing?

Think I'd love to add you?

But here is the dinner party after the awards ceremony, where the stars gather, and there are seniors who have always supported him. It is impossible for Wen Hong to save Ding Tingqiu's face. Locking the screen, he smiled politely and looked in Wen Cang's direction, but his eyes didn't fall on his face: "Then please ask Brother Wen's WeChat ID...?"

Wen Cang pursed his lips, he couldn't save his cousin's face in terms of favors, straightened up and reached out to avoid touching Wen Hong's fingers, took the mobile phone from his hand, and stored his phone number in it.

"Just use your phone number to apply, and remember to make a note when you add it," he paused, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, "I don't add messy people to my WeChat."

Wen Hong was sure that he was connoting himself, licked his molars, and smiled falsely at him with the corners of his mouth when he picked up the phone: "I don't like to add a stick with a wall."

Ding Tingqiu couldn't see the undercurrent between the two, he only thought that he had accomplished a good deed, and happily invited them to drink.

"I won't drink anymore, the flight at five o'clock tomorrow morning." Wen Hong stopped Ding Tingqiu from going to refill him.

"What? Complaining that the time I set for you is too tight?" Ding Tingqiu squinted at him.

"How dare I," Wen Hong said with a grin, "Of course the big director doesn't have to catch the [-]:[-] am plane, he just takes a comfortable nap and catches the afternoon."

"It's just you with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth." Ding Tingqiu raised his hand to hit him, and his slap landed on his back so lightly that even a mosquito could not die, "Hurry up and go back and rest early. I will spend more time with you when I have time." Let's chat, Brother Wen."

"Okay." Wen Hong stood up, nodded curtly in Wen Cang's direction, then turned and followed his manager to leave the venue through the safe passage.

Wen Hong went back to the hotel, and before he could blow dry his hair after taking a shower, he heard a knock on the door as if he was dying. He hurriedly wiped his hair and went there. Close the door and follow the manager to sit on the sofa.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that Omega came to find you on purpose?!" Di Lang was so angry that he threw his phone on Wen Hong for him to see, "It's all right now, I'll take all the photos for you For real!"

Wen Hong hung the towel around his neck, picked up his phone and looked through it.

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"Oh, his name is Yu Zhou." Wen Hong lowered his eyes and said casually, and was about to click in to check the phone when Di Lang took it.

"Hand over your phone." Di Lang stretched out his hand to Wenhong.

"..." Wen Hong paused, and said with a guilty conscience, "I really won't turn on the mic this time."

"I'll count down to three," Di Lang narrowed his eyes, his face showing obvious distrust, "When do you think Mr. Ji knew about this?"

"...All right." Wen Hong sighed, got up, picked up his coat, took out the phone inside and put it in Di Lang's hand, "It ran out of battery when I came back, remember to charge it for me while you hold it."

"If you don't stare at him for a while, something will go wrong." Seeing that he was so easy to talk, Di Lang lost half of his anger, and put the two mobile phones into his pocket without even looking at him. PR team to discuss."

Seeing that it was past eleven o'clock, Wen Hong yawned, and watched his iron-blooded manager leave aggressively. After thinking for a while, he got up and knocked on the door of the assistant next door.

"I know you haven't slept yet." After all, it was a girl's room. It was inconvenient for Wen Hong to go in, so he leaned lazily against the door with one hand propped on the wall, "Do you want supper? I'll call the front desk to bring it up."

"Brother Hong, did you... Di Ge confiscated your mobile phone again?" Xie Yao was obviously not the first to experience such a thing, and looked up at him vigilantly.

"Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?" Wen Hong raised his eyebrows.

He had just finished taking a shower, and he was only wrapped in a bathrobe. His hair was not completely dried, and it was stuck to his temples obediently. It seemed that there were still drops of water running along his beautiful collarbone and soaking the faintly exposed pectoral muscle line. In the bathrobe, the deep and handsome facial features are too superior, but now they look a little lazy, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Shamefully shaken by her beauty, Xie Yao said in a low voice, "Brother, you can't do this, it's too foul."

"?" Wen Hong obviously didn't understand the contradiction in her heart, but secretly suppressed the regret of not being able to get the phone, "You don't have to eat it."

"Eat!" Xie Yao shamelessly closed the door of her room, and followed Wen Hong to his room.

Wen Hong asked her to finish ordering what she wanted to eat before taking her mobile phone and pointing slowly: "My mobile phone was taken by you brother Di, you remember to ask him for reimbursement tomorrow, double the amount."

"Success." Having food and money, what a beautiful job this is, but Wen Hong obviously didn't show such kindness out of nowhere, and Xie Yao probably knew what happened when he came back from work and saw the trending searches.

Cannibalism is short-sighted and soft-handed, so Xie Yao can only join in with him to hide this matter that will make Di Lang angry, and acquiesce in giving him the use of the mobile phone.

"Yaoyao," Wen Hong looked at her mobile phone, "Can I change my own card?"

"...I didn't bring a needle to take out the card." Xie Yao didn't know when he took out the calling card in his mobile phone without telling Di Lang.

"It's okay, I brought a refill for the stapler." Wen Hong followed suit.

Does this work too? ? ?

"..." Xie Yao was shocked, and blurted out, "Damn it, absolutely."

"Be a civilized citizen, don't swear casually." Wen Hong looked at her with a smile, and after she agreed, he went to break a staple and skillfully replaced his SIM card.

Xie Yao went to get supper and came in, sat next to the coffee table and ate while preventing Wen Hong from opening the microphone online.

In fact, Wen Hong didn't intend to take care of this matter. He knew Di Lang's means and skills, and doing it himself would be self-defeating, so he could safely leave it to Di Lang to handle.

The most urgent thing is whether his warm-hearted sister has shared this matter with the family group.

As soon as Wen Hong logged on to his WeChat, he received greetings from a bunch of friends in the circle, obviously seeing the hot search.

But they all knew Wen Hong's temperament, and they just took this opportunity to tease him.

But his sister Ji Zhuoqing not only did not tell the two fathers at home this time, but also directly sent a message to ask him, her tone was so serious that Wenhong was a little surprised.

[Sister]: Alpha inducer?

[Musae]: Hmm.

[Sister]: Don’t take it seriously, kid. This time it’s an Alpha inducer, and it doesn’t have any effect on you. What about next time?

[Musae]: Got it, sister, don't worry.

Wen Hong knows that although there are many people in the circle who use this method, once such contraband is exposed, they will be criticized and cannot survive in the circle. However, he is not an Alpha after all, and he grew up with his sister Alpha since he was a child. Not much concept.

He habitually swiped through his circle of friends, doing daily likes and socializing, and saw Wen Cang's latest post with a random swiping.

In the picture is a puppet cat, lying docilely in a khaki den, without a filter, it is the peak of its appearance.

I have to say that although Wen Hong feels that Wen Cang is a bit pretentious, he is worthy of being a director, and his sensitivity to the camera is too high. Contains some deep meaning that makes people want to explore.

The matching word is "Guan Canghai".

Wen Hong was a little puzzled. After zooming in on the picture, he saw the ink painting scroll reflected in the clear and beautiful eyes of the puppet. Few people would have imagined such a detail.

Wen Hong thought the cat was pretty good-looking, so he gave Wen Cang a thumbs up after saving the picture.

After swiping for a few minutes, I didn't see anything interesting. Wen Hong was thinking of going to the big director's circle of friends, but when he clicked in, he saw a blank space and a strange "—v——".

It took him a while to realize that he was blocked by Wen Cang.

Wen Hong: "..."

Fuck, there's something wrong with this mallet designation.