Lay flowers to Plato [entertainment circle]

Liang Xi held Qiuqiu with his uninjured hand, and his assistant led Alice around in the small park next to the community.

Even in the evening in summer, it is very hot. There are almost no people in the park now, and occasionally there are one or two staff who care for the lawn and garden. Because they are older, they don't know Liang Xi.

Liang Xi was very sad, not because of his popularity, but because this was the first day Bai Tu left, and he already felt that life was gloomy, and the next twenty days were really unthinkable, it was simply too miserable.

The assistant was also very hard-working. When he left the hospital with Liang Xi on his IV drip yesterday, Liang Xiqian told him to report early, making him think he had some important temporary itinerary. In the end, he came to walk the dog, not only in the morning. I have to take a walk at night, thinking that he is a handsome seven-foot man, and his life is not as good as a dog, it is simply too miserable.

The two of them walked the dog quietly, neither of them said a word, their faces were filled with the tiredness of disillusionment.

Qiuqiu has always been silly and white, and doesn't feel anything, sticking out his tongue happily; but Alice seems to feel that the assistant who is holding it is not distracted, and looks up at him from time to time, with an unhappy expression.

Two dogs were playing in the small square of the park, while Liang Xi and his assistant sat on adjacent stone benches and looked at themselves.

After a while, Qiuqiu pouted her buttocks and pulled Papa.

Liang Xi commanded the assistant: "Xiao Zhao, go clean up, I'm not handy."

The assistant lived to be in his twenties, never had a dog, and never thought that he would have to do this job one day. The hard work value instantly rose to the peak, and he squatted in front of the papa with a shovel and a bag. What should I do, I almost cried.

Liang Xi took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Bai Tu, reporting that Qiu Qiu had passed today's poop, indicating that the health of his stomach made him feel at ease.

The text message was sent successfully. He stared at the text message interface for a long time. He has sent 34 text messages to Bai Tu today, but Bai Tu didn't reply to any of them. He got stuck in the morning when the plane landed. Bai Tu didn't wait for him to finish the conversation before hanging up. Liang Xi was a little bit disappointed when he made a flirtatious comparison, but the more Bai Tu treated him like this, the more itchy he felt.

He opened the entertainment news page and searched for "Petu".Unsatisfied, he went to Weibo and searched the implementation Weibo of the keyword "Paitu" again. This time, he found something new, and another Baitu fan who went to pick up the airport sent a photo of the airport.

Bai Tu wore a light-colored casual suit today, with a light blue shirt inside a beige thin coat, champagne-colored cropped pants, and a pair of British-style white leather shoes on his feet. His skin color is fair, so he looks better than he actually is. They should be at least three or four years younger, youthful and handsome, with just the right smile on their face, very pretty.

Liang Xi replaced the lock screen and screen saver with today's airport photo, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, and she can't wait to lick the phone screen.

He turned around for a while, paused his fingers, and saw a photo with a different angle. Seeing the background, Bai Tu had just come out of the gate, with his head tilted slightly, talking to the person next to him, although the photos uploaded by fans were slightly different. It was a little fuzzy, but Liang Xi still recognized that the person next to Bai Tu was his manager.

In this way, the beautiful arc of Bai Tu's lips suddenly changed.

Liang Xi felt like a lump in his throat, and his heart couldn't help but seep sour water.

The assistant finally took care of Qiuqiu's poop, came back with a sad face and just sat down when she saw Liang Xi poking the phone screen very hard and quickly to enter text, gnashing his teeth and muttering: "It's cheap, you bastard, I'm at home shoveling shit……"

The assistant's eyes were blank for a few seconds, and he couldn't help whispering: "It's obviously me who is shoveling shit."

Liang Xi deleted all the entered text messages, turned off the phone screen with a sullen face, glanced back at the assistant, and said, "I will give you a salary increase this month."

The assistant was greatly comforted in an instant, and he had to pretend to be indifferent and express his loyalty to the boss: "Brother Liang, isn't it just shoveling shit, don't be so polite."

As soon as the words fell, Alice ran to his feet, pouted her buttocks and pulled down a bubble of fresh steaming shit, and looked up at him while she was shitting, as if saying, "I did it on purpose, little bitch." Smash".

At this moment, he felt that a salary increase would not comfort his wounded heart.

On the afternoon of his arrival in Hong Kong, Bai Tu met with the main creative team of "Secret Warfare" first.

"Secret Warfare" has a typical Hong Kong-made style, with two male protagonists, and the roles are equally matched. In addition to Bai Tu, the other male protagonist is a Hong Kong native actor Hui Jiahui, who is a few years older than Bai Tu , won one of the highest awards in Chinese films last year, the Best Actor of the Jinhua Awards, and Bai Tu was the best actor winner of the Jinhua Awards five years ago.

The two winners of the Jinhua Awards jointly created a double-hero drama. The two heroines with few roles were also played by two actresses who have become quite popular in recent years and their strengths have been recognized by film critics. The director Lin Ye is also one of the Mesozoic directors in Hong Kong. Excellent representative, the biggest gimmick of this film that became popular before it was shot is that it has almost gathered the best team in the Chinese film industry today.

This is also one of the important reasons why Zhou Niansen and the media believe that Bai Tu can regain the throne of actor with this work.

Bai Tu, his partner Xu Jiahui, the director Lin Ye and the two actresses met on other occasions before. They were neither strangers nor newcomers. The atmosphere of the meeting was harmonious and professional. In the evening, the crew had dinner together and drank a little. Bo Tu was so drunk that he returned to the room and fell asleep without taking a shower.

The opening press conference the next morning was also very smooth, but the Hong Kong media was very enthusiastic, and it ended half an hour later than expected. It was close to noon, and the reporters began to leave one after another.

The weather was not beautiful, but at this time it began to rain heavily.

The reporters who didn't have time to leave had to stay at the conference site temporarily. The film investors simply ordered a buffet lunch from the hotel to entertain the media.

Since it is to please the media, the main actors will inevitably show up appropriately.

Fan Xiaoyu poured a glass of champagne for Bai Tu, and he held it in his hand as a gesture.

Fortunately, everything that can be said at the press conference in the morning has been said, entertainment journalists are also human beings, they should be tired or hungry, and they didn't bother him.

On the contrary, the agent who was quiet all day yesterday started working again today.

After staying in the banquet hall for a while, Fan Xiaoyu ran over and told Bai Tu that he could leave, and Zhou Niansen was waiting for him in the room.

The film crew occupied the first floor of this hotel, and the crew members lived together, and the leading actors had their own separate rooms.Zhou Niansen will not accompany the whole filming, he only stays in Hong Kong for two or three days and will go back, and live on another floor with the assistant team brought by Bai Tu this time.

But when he said "waiting in the room", he was in Baitu's room.

To an artist, an agent is like a nanny and a housekeeper, with both the duty of care and the right to manage.

Zhou Niansen had to know the password of the house where Bai Tu lived alone; Zhou Niansen also had a key card for the hotel room.

As soon as he left the banquet hall, Bai Tu said to Fan Xiaoyu, "Give me the phone."

Fan Xiaoyu had a strange embarrassment on her face. From just now, she had always wanted to say something, but dared not say it.

Bai Tu understood what was going on as soon as he thought about it, and asked unhappily, "Where is Zhou Niansen?"

Fan Xiaoyu hurriedly explained: "I didn't want to give it to him. Many text messages came in this morning, and they kept vibrating in my bag. I took them out to mute them, but he took them away as soon as he stretched out his hand."

"It was stolen." Bai Tu corrected her statement with a cold face, and asked again, "Did he read those text messages?"

Fan Xiaoyu pointed to the sky and swore: "No, I didn't tell him the password to lock the screen!" She knew the password. Occasionally, some work calls would come in when it was inconvenient for Bai Tu to answer. The role of the assistant is so trivial and necessary. indispensable.

Bai Tu's expression brightened slightly, and Fan Xiaoyu said timidly: "But after he took it, there was still a message coming in, and the content can be seen on the status bar..."

Bai Tu frowned, really a little angry.

Before yesterday, apart from 10086 and advertisements, there were very few short messages from his private number in the inbox of his cell phone, but yesterday when the plane landed and he turned on the phone, the buzzing of text messages made the cell phone vibrate like a motor. It was from Liang Xi. Before he could read it, Liang Xi's call came after him. As soon as Bai Tu picked it up, he asked why it was turned on. He obviously checked the flight information and should have arrived by now. Without Baitu by his side, he was so unrequited for a few seconds. When Baitu heard that he was being urged to leave the gate, he hung up immediately.

The fans who came to pick him up from the airport took a rare high-definition smiling photo of the tall and cold male god.

Immediately afterwards, he met and had dinner with the rest of the crew, and the first day of his arrival in Hong Kong passed without a break.

It wasn't until he woke up early this morning, and there was still some time before the launch conference, that he finally had the time to read through the dozens of text messages sent by Liang Xi yesterday from beginning to end.

Liang Xi told Baitu almost all the activities of his day in detail, what time he got up, what happened while walking the dog, his fingers were a little itchy, maybe they were going to heal soon, he didn't eat breakfast, he ate two bowls of lunch, The tomato beef brisket made by my aunt is very delicious. I dreamed of Baitu during my nap, but I couldn’t talk about it. I woke up and played two rounds of indoor golf. I found that the little finger of my left hand couldn’t bend. It’s so beautiful and I want to lick the screen, Qiuqiu pulled today’s cake...

Bai Tu noticed that the interval between the last one and the next one was very long. It was almost two hours before Liang Xi sent a selfie with the No Smoking sign on the hospital wall in the background. Liang Xi faked crying exaggeratedly at the camera, He also used Meitu to prick two strings of teardrops on his face, and then sent a voice message: "Botu, I can bear the pain of getting the needle, and I feel like I'm obedient. I'm sure no one listens to you more than me. Like me a little more."

Bai Tu couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't hear Liang Xi complain of pain when he broke his finger, but now he said it hurt after receiving an IV.

He was in a surprisingly good mood and wanted to reply. After writing a few sentences, he felt bad and deleted them. He really wanted to convey to Liang Xi his true feelings at the moment, but he was obviously not very used to written communication. The reply was so blunt that he couldn't satisfy himself, let alone what Liang Xi would think when he saw it.

It was time for the press conference to start, and there was still no reply in the end. He thought, he should call Liang Xi directly after the press conference is over.

Although the content of Liang Xi's text message was as chatty as his call content, Bai Tu didn't want to show it to others at all. It was his secret, and it was even strangely precious to him.

Especially the voyeur was Zhou Niansen, if Fan Xiaoyu saw it, he would never be so unhappy as he is now.