Sober candy

After the National Day, Jing Yuan called Lin Xu and wanted to meet him for dinner, saying that he was afraid that Lin Xu would forget about it later and would not admit it, so he asked Lin Xu for Fu Jing's number and added Fu Jing WeChat, invite him to come.

Fu Jing was also busy after vacation, so he didn't have time to go. Yang Haohai called him the day after the filming of Yuan Ping's film and asked him to make an appointment for tea. When he was working, he would go to spend a little time under Fu Jing's apartment building every day. Before, he was soft-spoken but soft-spoken, but Lao Yang was going to be tough this time.

Fu Jingde hurried to Beijing to appease his subordinates, and his brothers and sisters were together, so it was not suitable for him to go with an outsider, and he also knew that Jing Yuan had no other intentions for Lin Xu, it was the reunion of old friends, and he seized the opportunity to chat more That's all, asking him to go is to reassure him, Uncle Fu is already in his thirties, if he doesn't want to be jealous, he refuses.

When the two parted at the airport, Lin Xu followed behind him, sighing all the time.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jing smiled: "Tired from washing the sheets?"

"I'm going on a date with another woman soon." Lin Xu frowned and looked at him: "Can't you say something bad to make me angry?"

"Hey! What are you asking for?!" Fu Jing was amused, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, just forget about being narrow-minded, and let me be narrow-minded with you? "

"I'm not careful," Lin Xu said, "That He Sheng is obviously plotting against you, and you still shake hands with him. You don't even know that you are being taken advantage of."

"It's just a handshake, it's a peace," Fu Jing sighed: "We don't know much about him, he didn't do anything after that, I just need to keep in touch with him less in the future, He Sheng is a good actor, let's put aside personal prejudices , I am actually very grateful to him for being able to play Jiang He in my writing so vividly. Whether it is out of utilitarianism or because he really loves acting, he was finally hurt by the role of Jiang He. Really, it is not easy for him of."

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu was a little dissatisfied with Fu Jing's favoritism, and his tone was a bit heavy: "The way he looks at you can swallow you up, you know that?"

"Senior Lin, don't be angry," Fu Jing saw that people were anxious to get angry, and quickly coaxed with a smile: "I know, I know, let's not mention him, I will stay away from him in the future, and I will definitely not be with anyone who has plans for me There is physical contact, so that I, Senior Lin, can rest assured, okay?"

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu frowned and looked at him: "I didn't mean to hinder you from making friends. Maybe He Sheng is a dedicated and good actor, but it's not directly related to his character and morality. I've seen the look in his eyes , I saw greed and desire. I may seem narrow-minded when I say this, but I have always been very accurate in seeing people. You can’t understand my bad intuition. I can only tell you now, don’t associate with him in the future .”

"Got it, got it," Fu Jing coaxed, "I didn't intend to see him anymore, Lin Xu, he's just a passer-by, so there's no need to worry too much about it."

"You!" Lin Xu looked at Uncle Fu with a simple and honest face, and felt a little headache: "Fu Jing."

"What's wrong?" Fu Jing leaned over and asked.

"Zhao He said you're a little short-sighted," Lin Xu sighed, "I'm beginning to feel the same way now."

"Well, goodbye." Fu Jing pulled the box, turned and walked out, waving at people: "Lin Xu, when you have dinner with Jing Yuan, remember to smile sincerely!"

……

Lin Xu didn't realize what Fu Jing meant at first, thinking that he was simply persuading him to treat Jing Yuan better, but he wondered why he was treating Jing Yuan badly?

It wasn't until later when Lin Xu returned to work in the company that he prepared to put on a professional smirk to greet everyone as soon as he entered the door according to his usual practice. Then he suddenly woke up, and Fu Jing was attacking him.

He said that he was short-hearted, and he was said to be smiling.

Lin Xu raised his head and let out a long sigh. He didn't train him well in the past, but now that the child has become a master, he loses his temper.

Jingyuan invited him to dinner, and it was at the western restaurant near Lin Xu's company. She would leave as soon as she came, and eat there, mainly to facilitate Lin Xu's commute to and from get off work.

The steak they ate, Lin Xu had discussed with others and reserved a place in advance. Jing Yuan was still very excited when he saw Lin Xu again. When he saw someone appearing at the door, he immediately sat up from the sofa to greet him, Looking around, trying to find Fu Jing's figure.

"Don't look for it," Lin Xu smiled, and sat opposite her: "Xiao Fu is busy, so I don't have time to come."

"Ah? Really didn't come?" Jing Yuan sat back on the sofa a little disappointed: "I thought he was just being polite."

Lin Xu laughed a few times: "He seldom seldom be courteous, but more truthful. If you want someone to tell lies, you have to come to me."

Jing Yuan clicked his tongue, asked the waiter to serve the food, ordered another bottle of red wine, and poured it for the two of them.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xu clinked a glass with someone, and asked with a smile, "I've only met him once, do you miss him that much?"

"That's not true," Jing Yuan shook his head and said, "If he's not here, I can't hug you."

"Jing Yuan," Lin Xu said with a faint smile on his face, "It's time for you to find a boyfriend."

Jing Yuan glanced at him, then lowered her head and snorted, "I didn't say what to do with you, it scares you."

"I'm serious," Lin Xu said, "You should have a home of your own."

"It's easy for you to say, where is it so good at home?" Jing Yuan shook the red wine in the glass, staring at the dark red liquid swirling and flowing on the clear and smooth wall of the goblet to create a gradient of light red, She sighed: "Brother Lin, we are not casual people, but you have waited for the person you are waiting for, and I have not."

"There must be someone else waiting for you in front," Lin Xu said with a smile, "The most special person should be met later."

"You are special enough, no one can be better than you," Jing Yuan said with a joking smile, "Brother Lin, I have been hurt by you, after meeting you, no matter how good a man is, I can't look down on him." gone."

"I have to say sorry to you," Lin Xu also said with a smile, "I couldn't talk to you back then, right?"

"That can't be done," Jing Yuan snorted, "If you ignore me, I won't be able to graduate."

Lin Xu shook his head and smiled, then raised his head and took a sip of his wine.

"Hey," Jing Yuan leaned forward and asked, "Brother Lin, I'm curious, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Why?" Lin Xu raised his head and asked with a smile, "Aren't you happy to be nice to you?"

"I'd love it," Jing Yuan thought for a while, and then said, "But your junior sister is not the only one, why is she so nice to me? I've been curious for a long time, and I haven't dared to ask, hey, do I have something wrong with them?" What's the difference?"

Lin Xu glanced at her, nodded and smiled, "Yes, indeed."

"Could it be because of my background?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, reached out and put ten well-maintained slender, white and tender jade fingers on the table, moved a few diamond rings on the fingers, and clicked: "But my life is not poor, you have no reason to sympathize with someone richer than you?"

Lin Xu lowered his head and cut the steak, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Guess again."

"You don't like women." Jing Yuan stretched his arms and rested his chin and concluded, "So you must not be greedy for my beauty."

"It's good if you don't covet my beauty." Lin Xu replied with a smile.

"Then what else is so special?" Jing Yuan lowered his head and picked his fingers for a while, as if thinking of something, he asked casually, "Could it be because I called you Senior Lin at that time?"

Lin Xu finally looked up at her.

"Ah?" Jing Yuan covered his mouth in disbelief: "No way? Really? Just because of this? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Probably crazy." Lin Xu smiled.

"Why!" Jing Yuan was still shocked.

"No reason," Lin Xu handed over the cut steak on the dinner plate, swapped it with Jing Yuan's untouched plate, and said, "If you have to find a reason, you should think of it as Ai Wu Ji Wu."

"Which house do you like?"

"The house where Fu Jing lived."

"Oh, I got it, I'm not as good as others," Jing Yuan picked up the knife and fork to eat, taking advantage of the situation, she pointed to the steak on the plate and said, "Look, you Look, you are nice to me again."

"Your sister-in-law Lin said," Lin Xu said with a sincere smile on his face, "Let me treat you better."

Jing Yuan was so aroused by the laughter, she ate and sighed, "Thank you, Mrs. Lin."

As winter is approaching, Mrs. Lin is so busy that she never touches the ground.

Lin Xu said that he would come here to live with him. Under Yang Haohai's coercion and lure, he finally decided to formally join the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. Only by having a stable job can he support Senior Lin well.

He sold the printer on the upper floor of the house at a lower price. In fact, repairing it can still be used, but he doesn’t need it anymore. In order to free up more vacant rooms, he has been tossing around at home for more than a month, and moved again. The big one is for decoration. Fortunately, this is a single-family apartment building, otherwise he would feel sorry if he would disturb the neighbors.

In mid-December, he was required to attend several commercial events for the post-promotion of "Dandelion". Although Yuan Ping set the movie's schedule in May next year, there are still some events that should be done now. Fu Jing I asked Yang Haohai for a few days off to explain the situation.

Yang Haohai waved his hand and said no problem, when "Dandelion" is released later, Fu Jing will write a few film reviews and analysis reports.

If Yang Haohai hadn't come to him before Yuanping, Fu Jing would have wondered at that moment whether this person hired him with a high salary because he wrote a script for a great director.

Since he is participating in an event, he will definitely meet the leading actor. The movie has not yet started broadcasting, and He Sheng's reputation is not very popular. His agency has already started to promote him, buy popular searches, do marketing and publicity, and the response has been good. , Yuan Ping also praised him emphatically on several important occasions. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the person who has been hidden for many years is about to stand up.

When the people in the group saw He Sheng, they all laughed and hurriedly took out the notebook to ask for autographs, saying that they wanted to collect the autographs of the future film stars, and if they could get them now, they would hurry up and ask for them, and they would want to get closer later. They probably have to be thrown out by the bodyguards.

He Sheng has always been gentle and kind to others, even though he knew that he was about to become popular, he didn't have the slightest arrogance to be superior to others.On and off the stage, he is always polite to everyone, no matter who has a request, he will try his best to satisfy it, years of precipitation and polishing, let him look like a kind of indifferent temperament, which can be paid Jing knew, however, that when this person smiled, the corners of his mouth raised indistinctly, which had exposed his true heart.

Entering the entertainment industry, not greedy for fame, not seeking profit, not one out of a million, He Sheng can only bear it, of course, he is also worthy of this perseverance now.

After the crowd dispersed, He Sheng put a pen on his left breast pocket, and walked towards Fu Jing who was sitting on a stool holding a mobile phone and chatting with others.

Listening to Fu Jing's junior sister complaining about Datong, saying that if he didn't go, she was too embarrassed to hug Lin Xu, and even called him "Sister Lin", which made Fu Jing scratch his hair all the time, not knowing how to reply.

"Fu Bian," He Sheng came over to greet him, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay." Fu Jing replied to Jing Yuan, "I'll talk about it later," then put back his phone, got up and nodded to He Sheng, then turned and walked out.

"Fu Bian," He Sheng laughed after him, "Why are you avoiding me again?"

"No," Fu Jing smiled back, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"You just went there 10 minutes ago," He Sheng said with a smile, "and you drank a bottle of water all day today."

"I'm just going to the toilet," Fu Jing also smiled, "Isn't Mr. He taking too much care?"

"I don't mean that," He Sheng took out his mobile phone, sent a photo to Fu Jing, raised his face and smiled at him, "I just feel a little worthless for Fu Bing."

The phone rang in his trouser pocket, but Fu Jing didn't move. He frowned and looked at He Sheng, feeling that this man looked sure to win in front of him today, as if he had something to say, and when he met this man with a gentle smile After staring, suddenly began to feel a little uncomfortable again.

"Not long ago, I ran into your lover by chance in a western restaurant." He Sheng said in a very polite voice, but with a bit of regret in his tone: "I was just about to go over to say hello to him, when I saw him sitting opposite each other. ladies, and they gave a warm hug."

"Oh," Fu Jing probably understood what this person meant, and he smiled coldly: "Let me introduce to you, that lady is Jing Yuan, an old friend of my senior Lin, she not only hugged Lin Xu, you hugged me, do you have any comments?"

"Really?" He Sheng glanced at him meaningfully, then shook his head with a smile and sighed: "Bian Fu, I really didn't expect you to be so generous."

"It's none of your business what I do."

Fu Jing had already begun to regret the kind words he had said for him in front of Lin Xu. He took out his phone, clicked on the message photo sent by He Sheng, looked at it, his eyes froze for a moment, then deleted the photo, and blocked him .

"He Sheng," Fu Jing said coldly, "I am very dissatisfied with your stalking behavior, and even more disgusted with your sneaky filming and complaint. We will no longer have a cooperative relationship. In the future, I don't want to receive Your little bit of news."

"You can't hide it from me." He Sheng smiled gently, as if he was convinced: "I was surprised when I saw your expression just now, wasn't it?"

"He Sheng," Fu Jing frowned: "Don't you think your behavior is naive? Or, don't you think that I will be suspicious of my own people just because of a random photo or a sentence? Bar?"

"I didn't mean that." He Sheng laughed.

It's just that he can't get it, and he doesn't want others to get it easily.The most fearful thing about liking someone is that the person you are obsessed with has long been attached to him. He is a sensible person and will not be overwhelmed.However, even if he adds a little bit of trouble to them, it's better than him watching from a distance alone, isn't it?

The more He Sheng laughed, the more furious Fu Jing became. He knew that this person was deliberately making things difficult for him. This person no longer has half a cent of kindness.

"He Sheng, I'll tell you this once." Fu Jing frowned tightly, warning with his eyes: "Don't touch the person you shouldn't be eyeing."

"Fu Bian," He Sheng said politely with a smile, "I'll just have a joke..."

"Fuck your mother's joke!" Fu Jing was furious, tore off the work permit hanging around his neck and fell on He Sheng's body, his cold and hard face was full of fierceness, he stared at him, with a bad tone: " If you dare to take a step closer to him! I'll fuck you up!"

He Sheng couldn't laugh anymore.

He stood there blankly, looking at Fu Jing just like that, as if he couldn't believe that a kind and gentle old man like Fu Jing would say such a thing.

"He Sheng," Fu Jing walked over, took off the other pens from his chest, threw them into the trash can beside him, and glanced at him indifferently:

"Don't mess with my people, don't mess with me."