second benefactor

After chatting with Kelly, Ye Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, got off the elevator and entered the underground parking lot, only to find that Tan Sheng was waiting for him by the side of the car, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, putting on airs.

Hearing the sound of the elevator, Tan Sheng raised his head, and found that it was Ye Ziyou whose eyes lit up suddenly, and came forward: "The chat is over? How are you doing?"

Ye Ziyou shrugged: "I don't know much about these things in the entertainment industry, so I told Sister Kelly that everything is up to her."

Talking for a moment, he said, "That's fine. Anyway, Miss Kelly can be regarded as Nebula's number one trump manager. This company is controlled by Lin Qi, so you don't have to worry about what they will do to you."

"Yeah." Ye Ziyou nodded slightly, but her expression seemed obviously absent-minded.

Tan Sheng couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

"Tan Sheng..." Ye Ziyou paused, raised his head suddenly, looked at the other party very seriously, and said, "If... the price of being red is that we both stand upright under the eyes of everyone, will you not?" Would you feel... a little wronged?"

It is not without reason that Ye Ziyou asked this sentence.

In the past, he and Wei Yutian couldn't stand upright under the eyes of everyone. He was a little lover who was kept in custody, and he might not see the light for the rest of his life. At that time, he was very wronged.

And now he is also worried that he will feel wronged when talking about the event.

Ye Ziyou looked at Tan Sheng anxiously.

Unexpectedly, after Tan Shenglue thought about it, he pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said, "What is there to be wronged? The relationship is between the two of us, and has nothing to do with others. As long as we live well, it's fine. Why care so much? Besides Now, if it’s really impossible, let’s go abroad, the world is so big, aren’t you afraid we won’t be able to hide from the paparazzi?”

Ye Ziyou looked at him intently.

Tan Sheng took a step forward and put his arms around his shoulders: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, the two of us are completely different from you before, because I know that if possible, you would definitely like us to come to the public, but this Isn't the situation not allowed?"

The worry in Ye Ziyou's heart was easily expressed, and the emotion spread in his heart. He couldn't help but stepped forward to hug Tan Sheng, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite to my husband!" Tan Sheng squeezed his shoulder, "Okay, let's go."

In the next few days, the publicity was almost done. Ye Ziyou posted a few times on Weibo about the dishes he made, which attracted a lot of attention. However, in half a month, his Weibo fans increased to more than 40 , is already pretty good.

A few days before the film's release, the film crew held a press conference, and Ye Ziyou, the protagonist, was naturally going to appear.

And Ye Ziyou's fans were also very excited, this was the first time he saw a real person appearing in front of his eyes, so the infield tickets for this show were almost sold out, and the price was soared to an unimaginable level by scalpers.

On the contrary, Ye Ziyou was very calm, as if he didn't know what was going on outside. When the makeup artist put on his makeup, he just sat there obediently, very calm.

The makeup artist couldn't help asking: "Brother Ye, are you not nervous?"

Ye Ziyou replied blankly: "Nervous."

Makeup artist: "...??"

"But it's useless to be nervous." Ye Ziyou said, "What should come will still come, and nervousness won't do anything."

Makeup artist: "...Brother Ye has a really good mental quality."

Ye Ziyou pursed her lips.

There was a lot of noise outside, but the backstage was very quiet. When the makeup was finished, the door was suddenly knocked open by Liu Qingqing, who gasped and said, "Damn it, brother Ziyou, there are so many people outside, I have never seen such a big crowd." My legs are trembling, what should I do...why didn't the micro movies have such a big posture before..."

"Don't be nervous." Ye Ziyou thought carefully and comforted her words carefully, "Being nervous will only make you make mistakes."

"..." Liu Qingqing was almost suffocated, "Brother, is there someone who can comfort people like you?"

Ye Ziyou looked back blankly.

Liu Qingqing knew that Ye Ziyou had this character, so she had no choice but to support her forehead, thinking she was unlucky.

Like the trend, Liu Qingqing walked around the dressing room and went out again. Ye Ziyou turned on her mobile phone and looked at Weibo for a while, and found that their production team was actually on the trending list. Although it was only the fifth place, it was already eye-catching.

Ye Ziyou looked at those people's comments seriously, and suddenly heard footsteps approaching, raised his head involuntarily, and met a pair of familiar eyes.

Ye Ziyou froze all over, looking at the other party vigilantly.

Wei Yutian pulled the corner of his mouth into a cold smile, lit a cigarette, and took a puff by putting it to his mouth.

Ye Ziyou couldn't help but frowned and reminded: "Smoking is prohibited here."

"But those people won't do anything to me, will they?" Wei Yutian laughed twice, but he really extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can. He looked at Ye Ziyou meaningfully and said, "Original I kept you by my side, I just didn't hope that such a thing would happen, I really didn't expect it...it actually happened."

"What?" Ye Ziyou didn't quite understand what he meant.

Wei Yutian took a step forward, reaching out his hand to touch Ye Ziyou's cheek, but he dodged away suddenly.

Wei Yutian bent his fingers a little disappointed, then retracted them, and said indifferently: "Tan Sheng is really generous. He actually showed his personal belongings to the world."

Ye Ziyou's body trembled slightly, and it took him a while to say, "I'm not an object."

Wei Yutian looked at him with a half-smile: "Xiaoyou, you have changed."

Ye Ziyou frowned slightly, looked away, and stopped looking at each other.

Because he also felt that Wei Yutian had changed.

It's become scary, it's become hysterical, and it's not the way he liked it in the first place.

Even now when he thinks about what Wei Yutian he liked at the beginning was like, there is only a vague image in his memory, and he can't remember it at all.

Everything in the past was like a dream, but in just one year, it has become the past, and it has become the past that he never wants to return to.

Wei Yutian lowered his voice and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, someone knocked on the door outside the dressing room and shouted: "Brother Ye, get ready to go out."

Ye Ziyou stood up quickly, without looking at Wei Yutian, and walked out of the dressing room.

Wei Yutian stood where he was, staring deeply at the other person's back, as if he wanted to carve him into his bones.