After the top stream had a cp with the manager

Are you two in a public relationship?

The pilot film of "Anecdotes Between Me and My Manager" was recorded on the day after the Lantern Festival. Compared with the official time of one and a half hours, the pilot film is only half an hour. The main form is that the program group asks questions and the guests answer.

On the first Saturday in March, the lead film is officially launched.

The audience and fans were waiting eagerly, sitting in front of their own TV and waiting.The order of appearance of the guests is the order of the official announcement at that time, so Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle are the first group.

Under the leadership of the staff, Mu Yuyang entered a small room, sat down and greeted the camera, and the director's voice came from outside the camera.

"What does a broker mean to you?"

Mu Yuyang was wearing a white loose turtleneck sweater, beige slacks, and white shoes. He looked clean and handsome.He was sitting on a high chair, facing the camera with a smile. He was a little stunned by the director's question. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again, and said slowly: "Qing Le...is not just my agent. People, but also my friends, family. It's hard to tell what he means to me, but, admittedly, I don't want him to leave me."

The CP fans in front of the TV danced excitedly because of his words, and performed a martial arts on the spot.

Questions continue.

"If you were stranded on a deserted island and you could only take one person, who would you take? The target is not limited to people in your circle."

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Yuyang replied, "Qingle."

"why?"

"You also said it was a desert island. Since it is a desert island, it is natural to bring someone who can make me survive safely."

"Do you believe that the agent can bring you back to life safely?"

Mu Yuyang nodded, smiled slightly and said, "Qing Le is omnipotent."

Outside the TV, the fans all let out a cadenced "Yo~" in their hearts

Afterwards, the director asked a few more questions about the program, and the scene changed from Mu Yuyang to Fu Qingle.It was still a question, but the content of the question was somewhat different from Mu Yuyang's.

Director: "What kind of person is Mu Yuyang in your heart?"

Although Fu Qingle seldom appeared in front of the camera, he also dealt with media reporters every day. He was not stage fright at all when facing the camera. He was wearing a signature black suit, wearing familiar thin-rim glasses, and the corner of his mouth raised a shallow arc. , replied calmly: "Yangyang, he is very serious in his work, he is an obedient and sensible child. Although he is still young, he has done a very responsible job as the captain and helped me a lot."

Compared with Mu Yuyang's affectionate confession, Fu Qingle's answer seemed more official.Fans were a bit disappointed, only to be refreshed by the director's second question.

"Why did you agree to be on the show?"

The official's smile suddenly warmed up, and Fu Qingle replied: "Yang Yang wants to participate, so I accompanied him."

"What do you mean by yourself?"

Fu Qingle didn't answer directly, but said: "It's good that Yang Yang is happy."

Therefore, no one is better than Fu Qingle when it comes to hanging fans. With a few words, the audience in front of the screen is sometimes disappointed, sometimes happy, sometimes sighing, and sometimes ecstatic, like a genius.

The time between Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle was only about 10 minutes, and it was over after answering a few questions.Then came the second pair of guests.

At this time, in a villa area in City A, "Something About Me and My Manager" was being recorded.

This program is said to be a workplace observation program, but the job of the agent is special, and many professional contents are not suitable for disclosure to the outside world, so there are not many things that can be filmed in terms of work, so the main purpose of the program is to record the private relationship between the artist and the agent In the process, for this reason, the program team arranged for four groups of artist managers to live together for the convenience of filming.

The program team rented four villas in a villa area in the northeast corner of the city as their temporary residence. Artists and managers need to live together here for a month. For the task, when the night is summed up, the guest group that has not completed it will still be punished.

The program was recorded 24 hours a day, and they had been recording for two days, which meant that Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle had lived together for two days.

This is a white two-story villa surrounded by a fence. The villa is a European-style building with a pointed attic.The fence fence is connected to a long high and low board, on which are neatly arranged potted plants, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.The four walls of the first floor are full of floor-to-ceiling windows, the white screens are rolled up, and the warm sunlight shines into the room through the windows, turning the white carpet by the windows into light gold.

A courier car stopped at the door, and the courier got off the car, rang the doorbell, and said to the video doorbell on the wall, "Hello, courier."

Soon someone came out of it.It's cold in March, and Mu Yuyang ran out wearing only a thin sweater. He was just reading a book in the house, and he pinned up his bangs with a hairpin in the blink of an eye. He came out with a funny look.

The courier wanted to laugh, but he held back out of professionalism. He took seven or eight couriers from the car and put them at the door, and said, "Mr. Mu Yuyang? These are your couriers, please sign for them."

Mu Yuyang signed the courier slip, then returned the pen and the slip to the courier, and thanked with a smile: "Thank you."

The courier left quickly, and Mu Yuyang looked down at the courier package on the ground with a perplexed expression.The size of these packages is not small, obviously they can't be taken back in one trip. He wanted to ask Fu Qingle to help them get them, but Fu Qingle was dealing with work and it was not easy to disturb them, so he had to run back and forth one after another.

After running back and forth four times, Mu Yuyang finally moved all the couriers into the house.And he was already out of breath from exhaustion, and he didn't care about his appearance, so he just sat down on the ground and started to open the express delivery with a knife.

Fu Qingle had just finished the video conference and came out of the study to pour water. Seeing Mu Yuyang sitting on the ground, he frowned unhappily. Then he saw the express boxes all over the floor. His brows frowned even deeper, holding a water glass Walking over, he said helplessly, "What did you buy again?"

"Some daily necessities." Mu Yuyang said while unpacking the express delivery, "There is nothing here, how can we do without buying some daily necessities."

Fu Qingle put the teacup on the small tea table beside him, knelt down and picked up a game console, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this also a daily necessities?"

Mu Yuyang scratched Lian Lian, and calmly said: "Life adjustments are also considered daily necessities. There are no entertainment facilities here, not even a TV. It's very boring."

Mu Yuyang always made a lot of nonsense, but Fu Qingle couldn't tell him, so he didn't say anything in the end, and shook his head helplessly.Mu Yuyang opened another package, which contained a bunch of snacks.

Fu Qingle felt the corners of her eyes twitch a little, and her tone became even more helpless: "Are you pretending that I don't exist?"

Mu Yuyang hugged the snacks in his arms, and looked at him innocently with wide eyes: "I'll just have a look, don't eat."

Fu Qingle couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Mu Yuyang nodded.

Fu Qingle stood up suddenly, took out an electronic scale from somewhere, and put it in front of Mu Yuyang: "Stand up."

Mu Yuyang lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead: "I don't, I don't want to lose face when I weigh myself in front of TV audiences across the country."

"Get up." Fu Qingle urged again.

Mu Yuyang directly closed his eyes this time.

Fu Qingle didn't speak again.Mu Yuyang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled complacently, but he didn't smile for long before he felt his body lighten suddenly, as if he was placed in mid-air.He opened his eyes suddenly, Fu Qingle's serious and handsome face was right in front of his eyes, less than a punch away.He was being hugged by Fu Qingle, Mu Yuyang quickly realized this, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and hug his neck, but Fu Qingle had already put him down.

"Hiss—" The coolness on the glass surface of the electronic scale spread to the soles of the feet through the socks, Mu Yuyang gasped, turned his head and looked at Fu Qingle pitifully, "Cool."

"Go and put on slippers." Fu Qingle said.

Mu Yuyang disagreed, standing on the electronic scale, refusing to move, and muttering: "No, the slippers add weight."

Fu Qingle couldn't laugh or cry, how heavy could a pair of slippers be.

Under Fu Qingle's powerful suppression, Mu Yuyang finally obediently weighed himself.

Fu Qingle pointed down, signaling him to look at the numbers.Mu Yuyang looked up quickly and calmly said, "The scale is broken."

Fu Qingle suddenly took out another one, said with a smirk, "Then try this."

"..." Mu Yuyang glared at him angrily, "Are you a scale seller!"

Fu Qingle smiled, did not answer, and continued to ask: "Do you want to try again?"

Mu Yuyang kicked Fu Qingle angrily, shook his hands off the scale, sat on the sofa angrily, and didn't speak.

Fu Qingle walked over and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile, "I've gained ten catties compared to a year ago. I've lost weight during this time. There's a magazine cover shoot next week. You can't do this."

Mu Yuyang twisted his face, hugged a pillow and pressed it in his arms crazily.Fu Qingle confiscated all the snacks and game consoles: "Abstain from snacks and games during this period of time, and exercise if you are bored. You should be lucky that there is a treadmill in the house, otherwise you will have to run outside."

Mu Yuyang was so angry that he raised the pillow and smashed it wildly, cursing while smashing: "Who did this! Who did it! If it weren't for your crazy feeding, I would have gained ten catties? A few days ago, you still said I was a little Not even fat, hypocritical man!"

Mu Yuyang's strength is not very strong, plus the pillow is very soft, it's completely indifferent to Fu Qingle, so he doesn't hide, just stand obediently and let him vent his anger for a while, and then wait for him to dissipate A little more smooth hair: "After the magazine is finished shooting, you can eat whatever you want."

Mu Yuyang was tired from beating, so he stopped, and after being coaxed by Fu Qingle, he calmed down, and hummed a few times with his mouth curled up, and took a sip from the cup on the coffee table.

Fu Qingle's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the camera on the wall, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Fu Qingle coaxed Mu Yuyang back to the study to deal with work.Mu Yuyang stayed in the living room and continued to unpack the express delivery.

Fu Qingle's work is very busy. Apart from dealing with Mu Yuyang's affairs, Mingyi also needs to make decisions about all the artists' affairs, and Mingyi's work cannot be interrupted, so he is much busier than the other three managers, although He stays in the villa all day, but also spends a lot of time working, so Mu Yuyang often has to face the situation of a person facing the camera to entertain himself.

Although the days were a bit boring compared to the other three groups of guests, Mu Yuyang didn't feel bored. Instead, he felt extremely fresh and excited because this was the first serious cohabitation life between him and Fu Qingle.Although the house is temporary, he is still decorating it as if he is decorating the real home of the two.There was originally a row of seasonal flowers planted in the yard, but Fu Qingle was allergic to pollen, so on the first day he moved in, Mu Yuyang replaced the flowers with green plants.A set of small tables, chairs and parasols were placed in the yard. When the weather is good, you can sit in the yard and drink tea and bask in the sun.

Mu Yuyang installed the newly purchased rattan chair with a hanging basket and placed it on the carpet by the French window, and placed the brown bear brought from the villa side by side by the window, sat on the carpet and stretched out his hand to shake the rattan chair. Watching the brown bear on it slowly sway.Mu Yuyang smiled, and quietly admired it for a while, taking out his mobile phone to take a picture of the chair and the row of brown bears by the window, and then sent it to Fu Qingle.

In the study room, Fu Qingle was reading a document when the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang. He reached for it, unlocked the screen, and opened WeChat.

【Happiness Yang Yang: [Picture]】

[Happy Yang Yang: Save it, and decorate the house like this in the future]

Fu Qingle smiled slightly, typed a good reply, then put down the phone, slowly raised his head, and looked at a camera on the wall directly in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace the moment he looked up.He half-closed his eyes, looked at the camera quietly for a few seconds, then lowered his head and continued to work.

In the monitoring room, Fu Qingcheng exhaled heavily before suffocating, and then breathed heavily against his violently heaving chest.The staff beside him worriedly asked: "Fu PD, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a little boring." Fu Qingle glanced at the person on the screen, wiped his face, and said, "Then what, tell the later stage, don't cut Fu Qingle's part in."

"Ah? Why? The effect of this section is quite good. The manager at work is very handsome and charming. The little girl should like it." The staff member is a 25-year-old girl who watched Fu Qingle for two days Serious work is already deeply into it after the charming look.

Fu Qingcheng had a serious face: "What's the use of being handsome, and it's not interesting, anyway, it's not allowed to be cut into the feature film."

"Oh," the staff didn't dare to ask any more, and obediently responded, and thought to themselves, it's just that it can't be cut into the feature film and it can't be included in the sideshow.

In order to cooperate with the shooting, Fu Qingle usually concentrates on the work in the morning, and works with Mu Yuyang in the afternoon.

At 10:30, Fu Qingle finished the day's work and left the study.Mu Yuyang had been sitting in the hanging chair in the sun all morning, and the warm sunlight shone on his body warmly, making him feel drowsy.The hanging chair is so big that it can wrap a grown man up. Mu Yuyang lay down with his legs curled up, and Fu Qingle searched for a while before finding it.He stood in front of him, and a shadow fell instantly.Mu Yuyang quietly opened his eyes, his face sleepy.

"Asleep?" Fu Qingle asked.

"Well, the sun was so bright that I accidentally fell asleep." Mu Yuyang stretched his waist and asked in a nasal voice, "Is the work done?"

Fu Qingle nodded: "What do you want for lunch?"

As soon as he heard that Mu Yuyang was invigorated after eating, he was about to order with great interest, when he suddenly remembered that he had just been given a sad weight loss order in the morning, so he suddenly stopped, waved his hand, and said in a lack of interest: "Whatever, anyway, I want to lose weight .”

Fu Qing smiled happily, and pulled him out of the chair: "You should also eat well to lose weight. I'll take you to the gym in the afternoon."

Mu Yuyang's legs went limp, and he almost knelt on the ground, his voice broke out in fright: "Gym? Are you really here?"

"When did I come here for a fake?" Fu Qingle raised an eyebrow, "Your weight is standard, but your body fat percentage is a bit high, which is more effective than losing weight and shaping your body. It will look good after training a little muscle."

Mu Yuyang raised his head: "You mean I don't look good now?"

Fu Qingle shook her head: "Didn't you say you wanted to train your muscles?"

"That's right," the outline of the abdominal muscles that Mu Yuyang managed to cultivate has been reunited under Fu Qingle's feeding like a pig, and the flesh of his arms is obviously much softer than before, which makes him He was full of resentment, and he also became more and more envious of Fu Qingle's well-fitting muscles, and he would touch them whenever he had something to do.Sometimes when Fu Qingle was working, he would hug him from behind, his hands lingering on the extremely elastic eight-pack abs, drooling while touching, like a prodigal son.

Speaking of the topic of muscles, Mu Yuyang's hands were itchy again, and he couldn't help stretching out his sinful hands, but just when he was about to lift Fu Qingle's hem, he saw the machine in the corner, and he froze immediately. Then he slowly moved his hand to Fu Qingle's arm, squeezed it calmly, and asked, "Can I develop a figure like yours?"

"Probably it will be a little difficult," after all, the muscles in his body are the result of more than ten years of intensive training.

Mu Yuyang actually knew it well, but when he thought about being tormented by Fu Qingle every time he couldn't get out of bed, he would imagine that if he also had muscles like this, he wouldn't be tossed so badly. It is possible to turn around and take advantage of opportunities.But obviously, all this is his wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, he sighed in disappointment.

Fu Qingle rubbed his head reassuringly: "You can do this, you don't need to do that." Holding his tight hands with stiff muscles, it's not as comfortable as it is now.Fu Qingle filled in the last half of the sentence in her heart.

For this month's life, the program team will not provide any help, and they have to solve their own food, clothing, housing and transportation.Mu Yuyang is a cooking idiot, so three meals a day can only be handed over to Fu Qingle.

Although the sun is good today, the temperature is still a bit low. Fu Qingle is going to make a hot pot, which is simple, easy and warms the stomach.Mu Yuyang had no objection, and even actively asked to help wash the vegetables.Fu Qingle did not agree, and handed back the hidden game console to him: "Go and play the game, it will be ready soon."

Mu Yuyang held the game console without moving, followed Fu Qingle around the kitchen, and muttered softly: "Don't let me do anything, if this continues, I will be useless. No, I can still wash the vegetables."

Fu Qingle had no choice but to give him the dishes that were easier to clean.

In the semi-open kitchen, Mu Yuyang was washing vegetables by the sink, with a serious expression as if he was inspecting some rare treasure.In front of the stove five steps away, Fu Qingle cut the vegetables and cooked the soup with skillful and methodical techniques.He didn't wear a shirt today, but a white hooded sweater, black slacks, and no glasses. He looked younger by several years, standing with Mu Yuyang like a peer, it's hard to imagine I realized that he is the mature, steady and capable golden broker.

This attire was suggested by Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingcheng. Fu Qingle himself was not very satisfied, and always felt that he was suspected of pretending to be tender, but Mu Yuyang was very satisfied with it. He has looked at him frequently since he woke up He kept nodding while watching, and liked Fu Qingle who was full of youth today very much.

While washing the vegetables, he glanced at Fu Qingle again, then lowered his head and chuckled.After washing the dishes, he shook his hands, wiped the sweater casually, and brought the dishes to Fu Qingle.

"Thank you." Fu Qingle took the dishes and put them neatly into the pot. The milky white broth was bubbling and full of aroma.Mu Yuyang leaned closer and took a deep breath, sighing, "It smells so good."

Fu Qingle turned down the heat and simmered slowly: "It's none of your business here, go to the living room and wait."

Mu Yuyang felt that Fu Qingle kept chasing him away because he thought he was in the way, so he turned around and walked out of the kitchen, lying on the long bar that was used as a partition, quietly admiring Fu Qingle's sexy appearance while cooking.

For a while, no one spoke, only the sound of boiling water tumbling from the cooking pot.Mu Yuyang poured himself a glass of water, drank it slowly, and suddenly lifted his spirits, and said, "Let's raise a dog!"

Fu Qingle thought she was hallucinating: "What are you raising?"

"Dog! The house is too quiet, raising a dog should make it much more lively." Mu Yuyang was completely excited, "Why don't you raise a big dog, big dog! What kind of breed do you like? Husky? Samoyed? Or Alaskan?" ? German Shepherd is also fine, the temperament is very similar to yours.”

Fu Qingle became more helpless the more he listened, and hurriedly interrupted the lover who became more and more excited: "We are recording a show, how can we raise a dog."

"Why not, two people are life, and two people and one dog are also life. And the program team didn't stipulate that you can't keep them. Didn't Qiu Cheng next door bring his English short? Otherwise, ask the program team, see They allow us to raise it." Mu Yuyang found the machine closest to him, and called to the camera: "Director, can we raise a dog?"

Three seconds later, the machine nodded up and down in coordination.

Mu Yuyang looked at Fu Qingle, as if he was proud of what the director said he could support.

Fu Qingle still didn't speak, Mu Yuyang picked up a green onion and harassed him: "Let me tell you if we agree to raise you or not."

Fu Qingle was not annoyed, but just sighed helplessly and asked, "You really decided to keep a pet? A pet is not a toy, and you have to be responsible for it if you keep it."

Mu Yuyang nodded seriously: "Really, I made a careful decision to raise a dog. I wanted to raise it early in the morning. I will take care of it as seriously as our child."

Fu Qingle looked at the camera, turned off the fire, and suddenly said something to go to the bathroom.

Mu Yuyang was a little puzzled as to why he was suddenly going to the bathroom at this time, but when Fu Qingle passed by him, he quietly squeezed his fingers, and he immediately understood, and after Fu Qingle left for a while, he quietly went building.

At this moment, Fu Qingcheng, who had been sitting on the monitor, coughed suddenly, which attracted everyone's attention: "You guys are hungry, go eat first, I'll just watch here."

The logistics team just distributed lunch boxes, so everyone went out to eat first.

Fu Qingcheng poked the girl who was sitting still: "You go and eat too."

"Oh," the girl seemed to be thinking about the problem, she left the position slowly, looked at the monitor screen at last, and said casually, "PD, Yang Yang and your brother have a really good relationship. Talking about love hahahaha."

"Pfft—" Fu Qingcheng spat out water, and didn't care to wipe off the water stains on his face. He glared at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The girl stuck out her tongue and went out to eat.Fu Qingcheng glanced at the sneaky white figure on the surveillance screen, shook his head and sighed.

When he said that he didn't mind them making a love show, he just said it casually in order to get them on the show. Who knew that Mu Yuyang, a fool, would actually take it seriously!Show off your affection and completely disregard others!

Can his show run smoothly?Fu Qingcheng was very worried.

The second floor is the living room, and there are only two rooms, which are the bedrooms of Fu Qingle and Mu Yuyang. Considering that the young couple may have some nighttime activities, Fu Qingcheng considerately did not install a camera in their bedrooms.Mu Yuyang tiptoed upstairs, saw that the door of Fu Qingle's room was ajar, he pushed the door open and went in.

Just as the door opened a crack, a pair of hands stretched out from inside, took his hand and pulled it in forcefully, Mu Yuyang was dragged in unprepared, and crashed straight into Fu Qingle's arms.

"Ugh—" the nose hit Fu Qingle's chest, it was sore and painful, he stretched out his hand to rub it, and complained, "You're going to break your nose!"

While helping him massage, Fu Qingle turned off the microphones between the two of them, then closed the door with his feet and pushed Mu Yuyang against the door panel, gently rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose, and asked anxiously: "Honey, Are you so eager to reveal it to me?"

"Where do I have it?" Mu Yuyang flatly denied it.

Fu Qingle chuckled, tilted her head and kissed his cheek lightly: "Bringing the dog as our child, do you think the audience has no association power?"

Mu Yuyang: "..."

Facts have proved that Fu Qingle's concerns are right.

After the broadcast of this episode, the response was very good.In particular, Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle's harmonious and comfortable way of getting along is the audience's favorite, and their ratings are particularly high every time.But while the audience was watching, the doubts in their hearts became deeper and deeper. Looking at the way Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle get along, they always felt that there was something wrong with it.

Until one day, they saw a barrage and were instantly awakened.

[Are these two guys dating at public expense? 】

After enlightenment, everyone suddenly became enlightened.

That's all it takes to say it!

The audience agreed.

So the next day, a hot search quietly appeared.

#木玉昊证清乐 Are you two dating at public expense? #

The author has something to say: I will go shopping with two ladies at home tomorrow, the update may be late, please know.

In addition, I want to say something for Yang Yang.Well, what doi is heard by the parents is just a little bit of movement, not the kind that is especially loud, we Yangyang also want to save face! (Loudly) It's just that the parents are all experienced, so you can figure it out after thinking about it.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-09-1121:32:45~2020-09-1219:07:33~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Muyu Muyu; 27 bottles of YYYYYue, 2 is a number that disgusts me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!