heart arsonist

While the outside world is in chaos, the studio on the top floor of the company is no different from usual.

As the chief hairstylist of the entertainment company, Pooh's washing, cutting and blow-drying skills have reached a superb level. After Song Xinheng's solo debut, several hairstyles he designed were well received.Choosing the one that is most suitable for today's occasion, Pooh skillfully used a hair dryer to treat Song Xinheng's hair, while looking at Fang Wei sitting in the back from the mirror, he couldn't help but want to strike up a conversation with this newcomer.

"Look at your appearance... are you still a student? Are you going to school in this city?"

"I..." Realizing that the other party was asking himself, Fang Wei replied, "I'm working, and I'm working as a teacher."

"You're so young, you're actually a teacher." Pooh, who was not good at school, immediately lost most of his interest when he heard that the other party was a teacher.Fang Wei's face in the mirror is very small, and the black hair on the sideburns and forehead fits well, making Pooh, who is used to watching celebrities, feel very seductive.

"I think his curly hair will look very good. Do you want to try my craft?"

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry." Song Xinheng got up after finishing his hairstyle, and it was rare to see Pooh make such a normal work in the mirror. Compared with the various exaggerated experiments done on his head in the past, today's styling There is a lot of stability in the handsome.

"After all, you are a married person. You have to start with all the details. It looks a bit married."

Judging from the information on the ID card, Fang Wei is three years older than Song Xinheng, but put together, no matter in appearance or aura, Fang Wei looks younger.Even wearing the expensive suit that Yan Baifeng sent before, it can't create any sense of oppression.On the way to the press conference, Fang Wei, who was sealed in a suit and sat obediently, took out a small strip from his sleeve from time to time.

The note was densely written, Fang Wei looked at it with a frown, and unconsciously read it out in a low voice.

Song Xinheng also saw it, it was probably prepared by Chancheng as a standard answer to the reporters' tricky questions.

I have never seen someone stupid enough to carry a cheat sheet with him, so he is not afraid of falling out and being picked up by reporters.

After a blank look, Song Xinheng stretched out his big hand, crossed the seat, and confiscated Fang Wei's note.

"If you can answer at that time, you can answer it, and if you can't answer it, just pretend you didn't hear it." Song Xinheng moved his index finger and thumb, and the carefully prepared note was rolled into a small ball: "If you can't hear clearly Question, don't make them repeat it."

Fang Wei nodded with a half understanding, and when he really arrived at the destination, he had already forgotten all about what he had memorized before.

"When you get out of the car, you can't just leave. You must wait for Fang Wei to get out of the car. The two of you have to hold hands before entering." Sitting in the co-pilot, Cancheng saw the crowds of people outside the venue gate from a distance, and couldn't bear it. Don't turn your head and go to finalize the final details with the two people in the back seat: "You can't show strange expressions, it's better to smile all the time, and you can't scold the reporter, even if it's crowded, please bear with it."

"And you too," Cancheng looked at Fang Wei: "Follow Song Xinheng well, don't be in a daze, let alone giggle. Remember that he is holding you, not you holding him. Don't dare to keep a distance. It's best to stay next to each other. It can't reach and must not exceed [-] centimeters..."

"At that time, they must take a close-up of the ring. The lens of the hand is more important than the face, and..."

In the middle of speaking, Cancheng was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Hand...isn't the hand here?! Where is the ring I gave you?!"

It was rare to see Chancheng in a state of desperation, Song Xinheng clicked his tongue, and took out two rings from his pocket.It looked like an expensive ring, without even a decent box, but even so, Fang Wei was hit in the heart without warning.

Warm tears welled up at some point, turning and turning, even if Song Xinheng dared to say a word, they could fall down with a thud.

If you are proposed by your idol, no matter if it is a human or a ghost, in this life, in this life, in the next life, I am afraid that you will have to...

The silent Song Xinheng didn't realize it, picked his own one, and threw the smaller one into Fang Wei's arms.

"These reporters are really crazy, even the road is blocked." After all, it was made according to the size of his own finger, and the position of the card on the ring finger is very suitable. Song Xinheng fit so well that he didn't even have a testimonial about wearing a wedding ring.The car bumped against the manhole cover, and the ring almost fell to the ground. Fang Wei's tears were forced back by himself, and he hurriedly put the ring on his left hand.

In fact, it is a little tight, Fang Wei thought, eat less in the future, and wear it like his own ring.

After the car stopped, surrounded by many cameras, Song Xinheng got out of the car first. Even though he was in a bad mood, his professional smile did not make any mistakes. Soon, another person got off the back seat and made up all the money on the scene. All the media attention.

This scene is really astonishing, with countless shots of black holes, like a hole that can swallow people, like a curiosity that can never be satisfied.Shutter sounds of different frequencies filled the ears, and Fang Wei's heartbeat became faster and faster, and he merged with the surrounding environment within a few seconds. Think of the mermaid girl who stepped on the ground for the first time.

The air became thinner, and when I looked forward, something icy and cold stuck to the base of my index finger.

Song Xinheng's voice came from very close: "It's okay, it's just the camera, don't worry too much about it."

How can you not care?Anyway, the person who took the initiative to hold him backhanded, but Song Xinheng...

Fang Wei didn't pull his hand away, because the entrance was very narrow, the two of them were very close from the beginning to the end.The reporters took the headlines without hesitation. Song Xinheng, who was walking behind, was squeezed several times because he wanted to protect Fang Wei in front of him. The shoulders and cuffs of his clothes were wrinkled, but looking up from Fang Wei's perspective In the past, Song Xinheng did not show any troubled expression.

But he was actually angry. When he looked at the prints on Song Xinheng's shoes, he wondered if he had been stepped on.

The main venue of the press conference is very large and can accommodate hundreds of media, large and small.Although the discomfort of facing the camera is still strong, Fang Wei still remembers Chan Cheng's words and keeps as close a distance as possible to Song Xinheng.The noisy venue soon became quiet due to the official start of the press conference. After a moment of silence, Song Xinheng picked up the microphone in full view.

"First of all, I would like to thank all the friends from the media who made a special trip here, and thank you for your attention to me as an artist."

"More importantly, I also want to say sorry to all the fans who have been following me for half a month, as well as everyone who has been troubled by my remarks. I am sorry that my personal reasons have affected you." In the camera, Song Xinheng showed that he is still an excellent artist with ease, he is smiling, but his words are very firm and powerful.

I am sincere to my fans, but no matter how much I say sorry, it will not reach the level of crying.

For fans, a few words of apology cannot heal the shock suffered by young idols when they announced their relationship.

But it's better than nothing, he's not an idol who loves fans very much, at this moment, at least he can say what he loves fans.

"As an idol, I feel deeply dereliction of duty. At the same time, thank you for your understanding."

"I promised before that I will disclose the identity of my partner today. As you can see, he is an outsider. Although I have a high degree of exposure as an artist, I don't want to be disturbed too much in terms of relationships. Can respect our privacy to the greatest extent," he paused, and took Fang Wei's hand: "As evidenced by the ring, this one will be my future life partner."

While Fang Wei was moved to tears, Song Xinheng glanced at him with subtle eyes.

Thinking that he would be ignored like the previous few times, but he didn't want to be in front of the camera, the corners of Song Xinheng's mouth showed a curvature that can only be seen in pure love dramas.Just when Fang Wei was about to drown in his gentle sight, Song Xinheng reached out and wiped his tears.

The paper towel as soft as a cloud is far inferior to Fang Wei's soft heart at this moment, not only soft, but also wet.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't get a single line. When the reporter asked questions, I was given only multiple-choice questions in my turn. All the parts that needed to be stated and explained were snatched by Song Xinheng, who was very powerful. Fang Wei listened in a daze, thinking What happens to headlines.

Although the other party didn't say anything, the eye contact and various small movements of the two people are far more convincing than words.Although it is very ordinary, Song Xinheng seems to really like him, at least in the eyes of the spectators, there is still a sense of sweetness in the newlyweds.The atmosphere at the scene gradually became more relaxed. A reporter suggested that the ring is very unique, and would you mind taking it off and introducing it on the spot?

Knowing that the ring was the highlight and an important bargaining chip for public relations, Fang Wei was reluctant, so he took it off.

"The introverted and low-key color scheme, the black diamond in the center is elegant and textured, it really is an enviable token of love..."

The admiration was endless, and suddenly someone noticed the depression in the inner ring, and only after careful inspection did they discover that it was a hidden letter.

"Is it M or W? Does it have any special meaning?" Compared with Song Xinheng's ring, a different letter was engraved on the same position, but when he asked about the special meaning of the letter, Song Xinheng's expression changed slightly. Displeased.

It was just discovered the additional design of this ring, Fang Wei paused and said, "No, M, that is W."

"Although it is inconvenient to disclose my name, W is actually the word in my name."

There was a light red strangle mark on the root of the finger, Fang Wei took back the ring and groped in the palm of his hand.

W and M, who is the real owner of the ring?

If it's the real master, you won't feel constrained.