bait with love

"Would you like to wear this white suit or this pink jacket at the fan meeting later?" Assistant Emma raised her hands and stood on the side of the dressing table in front of Meng Shiyu, with a thick black frame The glasses were a little misplaced because of the raised hands, and he looked innocently at the man with closed eyes and expressionless face in front of him.

"White, Shi Yu looks best in white. Fans like to see him dressed like a prince." Manager Zhao Wuzhou stood behind him, crossed his hands in front of him, and frowned at the man in front of him.Then she turned her head and said to the makeup artist: "The eyebrow on the right is a little lighter."

Meng Shiyu spoke unhurriedly, with a hint of lazy arrogance, "They will like whatever I wear." He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Emma, ​​"Wear pink."

Depend on!People with capital are confident.Zhao Wuzhou looked at him with raised eyebrows, crossing his hands on his chest as if looking at his son. "Are you going against me on purpose?"

Meng Shiyu frowned slightly.That is, Zhao Wuzhou, relying on Shao Zheng's instruction, dared to talk to him like this.

"Don't move." Makeup artist Shan Ya gently straightened his forehead, his voice was low and hoarse.He is his queen make-up artist, facing the same face every day, but he never feels that he has seen enough.Whether it is without makeup or with makeup, Meng Shiyu has her own style and aura, which makes it difficult to look away.

If he looks at you with a smile in his eyes, you are destined to die drunk under his tender eyes tonight.

Meng Shiyu glanced at the man behind him through the mirror, Zhao Wuzhou was Shao Zheng's manager.The best in the business, but he doesn't like it.

He doesn't like people who care too much about him.

A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he still kept his usual serious smile, as if he was joking, "Of course it was on purpose."

After speaking, the corners of the mouth curled up, like a breeze passing through the border, the ripples that inadvertently swayed on the lake surface were soft but scratching one's heart.

itch.

He just has the ability to make people feel distracted.

In the words of the seniors in the same industry, regardless of the capital behind him, Meng Shiyu was born to eat this bowl of rice.He has good looks and acting skills, and he is top-notch when he debuts. This is something that many people dare not even think about.

He became famous in one fell swoop with the dream-building boy in "I Can See Your Past and Present" tailored by the big capital team.There are many endorsement invitations from major brands, and they are also popular in various variety shows. There are huge crowds of people wherever you go.

Not only that, he can also sing and dance, a typical all-around entertainer.

In order to thank the fans for their love, he will have a special fan meeting every three months, and he will tour major cities to attend.Every time I go to a city, it will cause a big sensation, and even claim to be able to drive the local tourism industry.It is deeply loved by financial fathers in major cities.

Today, it is in Haicheng.

After applying lip gloss to Meng Shiyu, Shan Ya took two steps back, as if admiring a work of art under his hand, "Perfect!"

Meng Shiyu smiled gently, got up and looked in the mirror, "It's hard work." He nodded at Dan Ya, picked up the white suit in Emma's hand and went into the dressing room.

Shan Ya looked at Zhao Wuzhou in confusion, "He chose white? What did you say to me just now? Hard work?"

Zhao Wuzhou glanced at him sideways, but said nothing.Shan Ya looked at the door of the dressing room meaningfully, pursed his lips, and packed up his things.

Emma on the side carefully took the high-end dress and hung it up, then mysteriously ran to Zhao Wuzhou's side and whispered, "Brother Shi glanced at the phone just now, and actually smiled."

"Laughing?" Zhao Wuzhou looked at Emma's determined eyes, and couldn't help but wonder. Meng Shiyu's schedule was very full during this period, and he always looked tired, and he didn't even want to say a few words to himself. Laughed?

Zhao Wuzhou is so smart, he has already guessed everything with such a casual roll of his eyes.The corner of his mouth turned up, secretly delighted, it was the benefactor who came!

No wonder Meng Shiyu still wore that white dress in the end!

In the past year, Zhao Wuzhou has almost figured out Meng Shiyu's habits. As long as the matter is related to Mr. Shao, Meng Shiyu will pay more attention to it, and his mood will be a little happier than usual.Although it doesn't look very obvious on the surface, the joy in the eyebrows and eyes cannot be deceived.

Zhao Wuzhou's ability to become a gold medal manager is not something he has boasted about. Apart from his external skills, he can negotiate resources, and he also has his own tricks for artists.That is to know enough about one's own artists.What's more, Mengshi Yuhong is like this, he doesn't need to discuss resources, he just needs to choose the best for him from the many options.

When Meng Shiyu came out after changing his clothes, Emma hurried forward to help him arrange the hem and collar.

Zhao Wuzhou guessed right, Shao Zheng is here.He had a business negotiation, and came here to pick up people after he was done.Counting it, the two haven't seen each other for more than half a month.

"Help me get that feather brooch." Meng Shiyu straightened his cuffs and asked Emma to fetch him the brooch.It was sent to him by Shao Zheng when he entered the industry, hoping that he could spread his wings and fly high in his favorite field.

He loves it.

Not only the delicacy and allegory of things.It's because it was given by him.

As long as it is given by him, he likes it.

And every time, as long as he comes, he will wear it.It was a hint and a veiled show off.

It was the unspeakable part hidden in his heart.

When Meng Shiyu was standing at the side of the stage waiting, he could already see the enthusiastic fans and fans outside.Today's stage is his favorite powder blue, decorated with balloons and flowers, full of gifts, flowers, dolls, limited edition robots.All gifts from fans.

The background music is an electronic dance music he likes recently, "Leave the door open".

"...You want me like I want you tonight..."

If we desire each other...

The people in the audience longed for him, and he, like a little fish at the bottom of the lake looking up at the sky, also longed for the moon in the sky to illuminate a door for him one day.

Today's Haicheng is his stage.

These 300 people all came for him.

Meng Shiyu first chose to be an artist because he liked the feeling of being put on top of his heart.

He lacked love since he was a child.There is a particularly persistent desire for love.

It's as if between him and Shao Zheng, he has always asked for more and desired more.

So relatively, he paid more.

After so many years, sometimes I feel quite tired.

After all, when you can't guess the other person's mind, you want more.

He walked out under the endless calls of fans, screaming endlessly.

Meng Shiyu took the host's microphone with a smile, and said with the most beautiful electromagnetic voice, "Hi everyone, I'm Meng Shiyu. Thank you for coming..."

The audience cheers and shows love.

He is enveloped in an ocean of love.Dreamlike.

Meng Shiyu was already on stage when Shao Zheng came.Emma stood on the side of the stage holding Meng Shiyu's water glass and watched mesmerized.No matter how many times she watched the scene, she still thinks her male god is the most handsome.Incomparable, insurmountable.

Zhao Wuzhou answered the phone and turned around to find that Shao Zheng was already standing in the background.

"Mr. Shao." Zhao Wuzhou is very respectful.This is my real food and clothing parents wow.

"It's very lively." Shao Zheng put his hands in his pockets and looked outside with a smile.Meng Shiyu is already preparing to dance.

"Yes, he is popular. This place is small, and there are hundreds of people waiting outside." Among the artists that Zhao Wuzhou has brought, Meng Shiyu is the most popular.No matter what he does, fans love it.He is a heartthrob in itself, and once packaged, the soul-stirring vigor in his bones is even stronger.

Shao Zheng didn't speak, leaning against the pillars on the side of the stage, looking at the dazzling people on the stage.The light was glazed, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly.I just feel that things are changing forever.

Shao Zheng knew that being an artist was his childhood dream.

He supports it because he knows that he is lucky to be able to do what he likes to do.

too lucky.

On the stage, Meng Shiyu twisted his body wantonly along with the music. He danced since he was a child, his body is soft, his gestures are both masculine and romantic, but also feminine and charming.

Everyone went crazy and shouted his name.The light sticks in his hand fluttered.

Meng Shiyu jumped up, took off his coat and hung it on his shoulders, and as the dance music ended, he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and squinted at everyone in the audience.

He is king.is God.

Enough to charm all living beings.

The white skin around the waist floats with the breath, and the faintly visible muscle texture makes the fans scream and lose their souls.

This kind of him is undoubtedly charming, even Shao Zheng, who has seen countless people, has to admit that he is worthy of the words "Peerless Beauty".

At the end of the fan meeting, Meng Shiyu stepped down to take a drink from the water glass in Emma's hand, looking around for the person he wanted to meet.

"Mr. Shao said he will wait for you in the car." Zhao Wuzhou knew who he was looking for.

Meng Shiyu was still panting slightly, and took the phone and towel from Emma with a hum.He was sweating all over, rubbing his head indiscriminately, looking down at his phone, Emma helped him take off the necklace around his neck and put it away.He usually doesn't like to wear these, he only wears them on stage.

Leaving a few staff members behind to deal with the aftermath, Zhao Wuzhou led the team to drive away in a nanny car, in order to take away a large number of reporters and fans.

After Meng Shiyu waited for Zhao Wuzhou and the others to leave, he came out of the studio's parking lot wearing a peaked cap, a mask, and a black windbreaker, and got into the back seat of the black Hummer.

As soon as I got in the car, there was the unique sandalwood fragrance in Shao Zheng's car.It is a fragrance that can make people feel at ease, but he doesn't like it very much.

His eyebrows and eyes were heavy, and he didn't say a word. Ever since his brother left, his car has been smelling like this.

He took off his windbreaker and threw it aside, turned on the air conditioner in the car, but he still felt hot.

Shao Zheng opened his closed eyes and looked at him.The white made him even whiter, and before he could remove his makeup, his pair of phoenix eyes looked very attractive.He reached out and scratched his chin, and told the driver in a cold voice, "Drive."

The driver seemed to have waited for this sentence for a long time, and rushed out as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Meng Shiyu leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

tired!

Every meet and greet cost him almost half his life.But he still has to be handsome, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and he can't show the slightest bit.Zero mistakes, zero gossip, zero scandal.This is the rule Shao Zheng set for him.

"Tired?" Shao Zheng looked at him and knew he was tired.Reaching out to the back of his neck, he squeezed gently.

"Yeah." Meng Shiyu was the most delicate when he was half asleep and half awake, and leaned on Shao Zheng's shoulder with a sigh.He is really tired.I miss him too much, and I can only smell the unique fir scent on him when I get close.It is only at this moment that he can be unscrupulous.

Shao Zheng kept moving his hands, closed his eyes, and let him lean on him, not knowing what he was thinking.

He bought a large flat-floor apartment two years ago on the halfway up Sushan Mountain in the outskirts of Lancheng, where he and Meng Shiyu usually live.It's quiet and private here.For public figures like them.It is also suitable for their relationship.

It was an hour and a half drive from Haicheng to Lancheng, enough for them to rest.

When the car arrived at the apartment, Shao Zheng woke up Meng Shiyu. "arrive."

Meng Shiyu rubbed the corners of his eyes, sat up on Shao Zheng's shoulders, opened the car door, and got out of the car with one stride of his long legs. "So fast."

Shao Zheng sneered.Pull people upstairs and enter the room.

As soon as the door closed, she pressed against him and kissed her.He's been planning this kiss ever since he saw him.The soft and deep kiss, with a hint of domineering, Meng Shiyu hadn't fully woken up yet, this kiss made him dizzy again.

After a long time, Shao Zheng let go, stroking the pearl on his lips, looking at his blurred eyes, and gently patted his face, "Go take a bath and wash off the eyeliner."

Meng Shiyu suddenly woke up.

When Meng Shiyun was still alive and kicking, he loved eyeliner the most.A pair of winking eyes, the eyeliner is even more attractive.

Shao Zheng liked Meng Shiyun's eyes the most at that time, he once said that they were the most ecstatic eyes he had ever seen.

He stared at Shao Zheng in front of him, for a moment he couldn't tell who he thought he was just now.

He suppressed the annoyance in his heart and the mist in his eyes shattered by embarrassment, walked sideways around the person in front of him, and entered the bathroom.

Meng Shiyu looked at himself in the mirror, his fair skin could be broken by blows, the red tide on his face was not going away, his pair of phoenix eyes were scarlet at the end of his eyes, and the black eyeliner stretched his eyes very long, making them look deeper.

Except for the extremely tiny mole at the end of the eye, it was clearly a pair of eyes exactly like Meng Shiyun's.

Meng Shiyu lowered his head and turned on the faucet, and wiped it vigorously with a cleansing paper soaked in makeup remover.

A pair of eyes, more red.