Hot Search Nail House [Entertainment]

"Entertainment Times" is a very strange magazine. It is so strange that it takes a different approach, which is refreshing-after all, not all editor-in-chiefs plan to think of entertainment and economics together for discussion and analysis.

When I was waiting at the airport before the end of the weekend, I bought a book to pass the time when I had nothing to do. It happened that an article was published that analyzed AI Group from the perspective of entertainment and economics. Products, only spend money to ask for endorsements, play the star brand, use the idol effect, so as to be among the nonsense of the high-end fashion circle.

I have long been upset to see them, and at the end of the weekend, holding the microphone, I watched the reporter of "Entertainment·Shijing" with a dumbfounded face, constantly slandering in my heart, but smiling very kindly.

The guests under the stage were all overwhelmed by his sentence "it's money laundering", and there was a moment of silence, so quiet that only the continuous sound of gasping was left.

After waiting for a while at the end of the weekend, having enjoyed everyone's wonderful reactions, he glanced at the calm Bai Yueyang, and then suddenly smiled, showing a row of small white teeth, biting his lower lip, and using a mischievous expression. Said in a low tone: "Ah, everyone, Mo Fang, just kidding."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but they were even more ashamed. The young prince on the stage didn't have the consciousness of a leader in entrepreneurs. He was clearly just spending his family's money to hang out in the entertainment industry and simply entertained. Bar?

At the beginning, other entertainment companies and the media, who were still searching, vigilant, and waiting to see, now felt a little excited about watching the excitement, and the focus of the siege also shifted from Xia Yicen to the weekend.

Noisy, the day passed by in a hurry, and the kung fu of Tai Chi on weekends and weekends was second to none. Although it left a deep impression that the dudes were unreliable, there were really no major mistakes.

After the show ended at night, he rejected Brother Yao's invitation to "find a place to continue" and went straight to the parking garage to find someone.Bai Yueyang happened to be explaining things to Assistant Ye, when he saw him coming, he didn't shy away from it at all, wrapped his long arms around Zhou weekend's shoulders, and kissed his exposed forehead lightly.

"Damn it!" Weekend pushed Bai Yueyang away with a dirty expression on his face, first looked around to make sure that he was not within the surveillance range of the camera, and then looked vigilantly at the female assistant standing beside him.

With a formulaic smile on his face, Ye Zhuli nodded at him, seemingly unmoved.

At the end of the weekend, he wiped his forehead, wiped away the saliva and cold sweat that didn't exist, glared at Bai Yueyang and asked, "Uncle, this is a pill. Can you control the power of the wild in the public?"

Bai Yueyang took off his glasses and put them in his chest pocket, his movements were graceful, and his tone was calm: "Your hair looks good like this, why don't you cut it shorter."

At the end of the weekend, he tilted his head and looked at himself in the reflection of the car window. He was wearing a milky white suit and a pine green bow tie today. It was formal yet lively. The bangs that usually cover his forehead and eyebrows were smoothed by the stylist Looking up, the whole person seems to be brighter, and it is indeed different from usual.

He was enjoying his self-admiration, when the car window that was used as a mirror suddenly moved, he came back to his senses at the end of the weekend, it turned out that Assistant Ye sat in the driver's seat and drove away in Bai Yueyang's car without making a sound.

The guests had left early, and they were the only two left in the garage at the moment. They pulled Bai Yueyang into his car on the weekend, closed the door and opened it, then let go.

Bai Yueyang leaned against the back of the chair, letting the weekend kiss and gnaw, listening to him rushing to talk and teasing in a soft voice during the intimate movements: "Why do I think uncle is also very good today, even if he puts on foundation, he still draws his eyebrows Already? The old cucumber has been painted green?"

"Oh, old cucumber?" Bai Yueyang licked Weekend's earlobe, chuckled and said, "Old is enough for you..."

At the end of the weekend, he muttered and cursed something, let go of Bai Yueyang, retreated from the co-pilot to the driver's seat and sat down, raised his hand to stroke his hair back, stretched the hairline, pointed and asked: "Do you like this? "

His forehead and hairline are very well formed, just like a wig attached to an ancient costume drama. The brown hair and snow-white skin are clearly separated, and the boundary is smooth and neat.

Bai Yueyang looked over and saw that he was smiling at the corners of his brows and eyes, Gu Pansheng was in high spirits, he was in the best years of his life on weekends and weekends, he had the best family background and appearance, a bright mind and a clean soul, so he was a Can afford to be so confident.

It seems that after staying with him for a long time, people will be filled with vitality and happiness unconsciously.

"Not necessarily," Bai Yueyang stretched out his hand, and brushed his finger over Zhou weekend's forehead, along the bridge of his nose, and stopped on his light-colored lips. He rubbed it, and the bright red color appeared before sticking it. He lightly pecked his mouth, cheeks, and the side of his neck all the way, and said, "And here, here... I like it all."

I was tickled by him at the end of the weekend, shrunk my neck and giggled, stepped on the gas pedal while dodging, pushed the man who was bullying me with my shoulder, put the gear on, backed out of the parking space, and said, "I'm hungry, I have to go first." Eat, uncle, help me fasten my seat belt."

Halfway through the meal, Bai Yueyang was called away by his assistant. On weekends and weekends, this kind of business elite who can't keep track of his work and private life actually has to work at night, which really affects the quality of his sex life.

He drove home by himself, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard the phone ringing, one ring after another, comparable to the mine bomb deep-water torpedo that reminded "Floating and Sinking Record".

It was his mother Chen Tong.

"Son, it's ok. There's a big news coming out so soon." Chen Tong should be in Northern Europe right now, and it was time for lunch. He probably played with his mobile phone while eating, and called him when he saw something.

At the end of the weekend, I felt that the speed of the media's publication was astonishing. I threw off my slippers and lay down on the sofa, talking to my mother resignedly: "I went on a date and didn't watch the news. What is it?"

When Chen Tong heard about the date, he became energetic, and kept asking who the other party was, which girl, height, measurements, weight, eyes, nose and chin. At the end of the weekend, he began to talk nonsense half-truthfully: "Tall, but his mother is tall... no Thin and thin, with abdominal muscles... Eyes, I like to wear glasses to pretend, I don't know if I am nearsighted or not..."

"Physical... quite strong, very good, good enough, as long as you are healthy." Chen Tong was at a loss when she heard it, and she began to not understand her son's aesthetics.

Seeing that the lunch time had come to an end, she abruptly changed the topic back, and said: "Continue to talk about the news, you can just go to the Weibo that I showed you last time. It's very easy to find, Toutiao."

Through the phone, he could feel his mother rushing towards him, and the pride of a domestic pig would be like a cabbage.

After hanging up the phone, at the end of the weekend, a carp stood up, jumped up from the sofa, barefooted to pick up the mobile phone that he had thrown on the shelf in the entrance, and couldn't wait to open Weibo, wanting to see his headlines soon.

How can we not meet in real life? He originally thought it was the AI ​​cooperation media platform broadcasting the announcement of the MOMO film and television establishment conference, which became a hot topic. As a result, the topic that was topped the hot search list was far ahead, and it was reposted within a few hours. The [-] microblog turned out to be another Jiugongge posted by the blogger Meimeibudu.

"#我是购买#?" Weekend weekend read out word by word, and then slapped himself on the forehead, dumbfounded.

What the hell kind of topic is this? It doesn't help at all to establish a positive image of the company!