That scumbag famous flower has a master

"Calling you by your real name seems very unfamiliar." He chatted not paying attention to Cheng Geyun's mood, thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Can I call you brother?" Some points are very clear: "I'm only twenty this year, I won't call you old."

"Whatever you want." Cheng Geyun got up: "I have to go to work."

Not only did he want to check the venue as an excuse to escape, but also because he really wanted to go to the venue to see the possibility of various accidents during the live broadcast for the artists.

"Oh, yes." He chatted and stood up with him: "Brother, can I go with you?"

Cheng Geyun was upset, turned his head and asked directly: "Are you my follower?"

He is not happy, and he doesn't want to make others happy, so he never pays attention to his tone, so his sentences are thorny.He didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't care, just tilted his head: "Is it possible? I have never been someone else's attendant, so I really want to try it."

Cheng Geyun: "..."

He finally couldn't help akimbo: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What?" He chatted with a puzzled look on his face: "What is it on purpose, but I didn't mean to be your follower."

Cheng Geyun: "..."

Well, who told him to meet someone who neither spoke nor listened to others.

"Brother, let's go to the stage first?" He Chatted curious about his work.

"Look at the props first." Cheng Geyun was still irritable, he didn't even want to take another look at him, he just wanted to quickly check the equipment and props that Gu Juan needed to go on stage, etc., and in a short while had someone send the props to the dressing room, Lest you have long nights and dreams.

He was still walking forward, his steps were quick and wide, He Tanyi took two trots to keep up with him: "Brother, why are you walking so fast, are you in a hurry?"

Cheng Geyun said unceremoniously: "That's because your legs are short."

"Really?" Who knew that this man really stopped, looked down at his own legs, and then at Cheng Geyun's. Cheng Geyun waited for him.

"I don't think my legs are short, although maybe not as long as yours." He Chatted after catching up with him, and seriously discussed with him: "My manager sister told me that I will grow taller."

"Do you believe those who lie to children?" Cheng Geyun directly exposed it without turning his head.

Can I grow taller after 20 years old?Ghost letter.If this is the case, then he can try to look forward to the world of 1.9 meters and [-] meters.

He chatted but didn't take it seriously, just smiled: "Maybe, what if I really grow taller in another seven or eight years."

"……Maybe."

Cheng Geyun seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly he stopped insulting others, but became silent.

Children always love all kinds of naive fantasies, unrealistic, naive and ridiculous. Some children's fantasies have been shattered in childhood, or they were punctured by their parents, or they were shattered by themselves when they grew up.And some fantasies still exist when children are adults, even when they are standing and not confused, and they are deepened and stabilized in the tolerance and pampering of others.It was the same with him in the past.

He Chatyi followed him to the stage, and greeted and talked with the staff with Cheng Geyun.

Although he is already a little famous, he doesn't put on airs, and he always has a sincere smile on everyone he meets.Everyone had a good impression of him, and seeing him follow Cheng Geyun all the way, they asked about their relationship, how could they talk at this time so that they could pull Cheng Geyun's sleeve and say he was his brother.

On the other hand, Cheng Geyun wrote with a disgusted face that I didn't have it.

When he finished all the work at hand, He Chatyi's agent finally came to arrest him.

"How did you get together with Cheng Geyun? I heard you call him brother." She held up He Chatyi's sleeves, like the dean asking a primary school student why he was late.

"We met on the set before." He Chatted expressed his surprise: "He is older than me, so I will call him brother."

"Can you give me something to do?" The female agent was so angry that his head was smoking: "Why does everyone go to provoke? Do you know that he is a walking scumbag machine!"

He Chatted quit immediately: "Sister, I don't think you can say that about others, should you apologize to Brother Geyun?"

Female agent: ...

I'm so angry, but I can't hit someone, what should I do?

She could only be patient, change her tone, and ask seriously: "Did he tease you?"

He chatted and shook his head.

"Did he touch you...for example, intentionally or unintentionally?"

He Chatyi continued to shake his head, and said that he didn't seem to understand what she meant.

"If you can understand, I won't let my old lady be as tired as a manager!" The female manager was angry again, but seeing He Chat with that harmless face and ignorant expression, her tone of voice He calmed down again: "He didn't ask you for contact information, did he?"

"Oh, that's not true." He chatted himself to admit this time, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "But I mustered up the courage and asked him for his contact information."

The female agent felt like she was going crazy.

She really wanted to lift He Chat and shake it, to see what strange things were in his mind.

Later, Cheng Geyun's job was to practice repeatedly and then go to the stage to squat on the field. He worked hard for a few hours, and the expression on Gu Juan's face did not change much when the result was announced.

Glory fell on the other nine people. Li Weishi stood at the last one. From a long distance away, he saw Gu Juan gradually walk away and then disappeared on the stage.

The host congratulated them, and the audience cheered for them, but Li Weishi was lost in thought.She knew that she had a debut position, and she also knew that she had snatched the position of Gu Juan, so she turned her head and looked further afield.

Gu Juan was still wearing the performance costume, and went backstage side by side with Cheng Geyun.

She was calmer than all the contestants, and she didn't miss the carnival behind her, but for a moment, she seemed to think of something suddenly, and looked back.

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Geyun crossed his arms and asked her thoughtfully.

"It's nothing." Gu Juan turned around: "Let's go, isn't there an announcement tomorrow morning?"

After changing clothes and walking out of the venue, there were still a bunch of Gu Juan's fans surrounding them outside, the staff was busy clearing them up, Cheng Geyun pulled Gu Juu and asked her to say hello, then quickly got into the car and left the place completely film location.

"Pile up the hot searches, and the key word care, regret, and card ten will be posted for 24 hours, and "Deep Sea Star" may have an inside story to hang up all night."

The staff of the technical department replied: "Is this not good? The ninth is the artist who is older than that..."

"I care about him?" Cheng Geyun never backed down: "Although you let your subordinates do it, the artists under you are not as good as others, and they will know when they are older than him."

"I don't want to either." Gu Juan knew who he was on the phone with, and took the initiative to say: "She will be hacked for a long time."

She knows the fighting power of her own fans, and she doesn't want to do this.

Cheng Geyun ignored her, and only continued to say to the technical staff: "It's troublesome."

He hung up the phone, and Xiao Lin always played the role of mediating the atmosphere, asking: "Brother, are we going to celebrate tonight? The barbecue restaurant took Xiao Gu to try last time—"

"What do you think the entertainment industry is?" Cheng Geyun also ignored Xiao Lin's words, and asked Gu Juan directly: "Where do you make friends and play house?"

Gu Juan didn't answer, so he continued to ask: "Where do you think your traffic comes from? There are so many capable people participating in the draft, why isn't everyone as popular as you? Do you think resources are really so easy to get? "

Finally, he concluded: "If you are in this business, you should not have any feelings."

When the last few words came out of his mouth, Cheng Geyun was bewildered and realized that he was infected with emotions, and even he himself didn't know who he was talking to.

He leaned his head against the car window dejectedly, using shadows and a nice voice to cover up his embarrassment, and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Understood." Gu Juan replied to Xiao Lin's suggestion: "Let's go eat barbecue, I really want to eat it."

She added: "I'll keep my weight under control."

Cheng Geyun used to be hungry if he didn't eat dinner, so he often protested with Jiang Youzhao for this point, and he would lose his temper like a baby, but Jiang Youzhao was particularly firm about this point, so he tried and failed repeatedly.But today he has been busy with Gu Juan since the afternoon, and until late at night, he still hasn't felt the slightest bit of hunger.

"Are you really not going to eat a little?" Gu Juan also knew that he hadn't eaten dinner, so he asked proactively.

"Eat." Cheng Geyun smiled again and said, "I'm starving to death, I'll eat dinner every day from now on."

Xiao Lin first dropped by to take him home, and then sent Gu Juan.

Cheng Geyun didn't let her go to the community, and got off the car nearby.

The three of them celebrated for a long time, Cheng Geyun and Gu Juan also drank beer, it was already early morning.He smelled the alcohol on his suit, but he wasn't half drunk.

Cheng Geyun walked into a convenience store and bought paper and pens.

Walking out of the convenience store, there was a gust of cold wind blowing in front of me, making people caught off guard and shivering.

He lifted the cap of his pen and wrote the journal as he walked.

"I ate dinner today." Cheng Geyun thought of this first, and continued to write: "People who don't eat dinner are idiots, and they will eat it every day from now on."

Annoyed by his own scribbled handwriting, he turned to the next page and continued:

I don't think about Jiang Youzhao at all today.

Nonsense! ! !

He wrote these four words again, together with three exclamation marks, and angrily denounced himself for lying.

Cheng Geyun closed the notebook for a long time and calmed down for a long time. After thinking about it, he opened it again and continued to write:

I am happy today.

I felt that this was really against my will, so I wrote again:

What I said earlier is false.

In fact, I can just eat a little bit for dinner.

The night light moved with his steps, and Cheng Geyun wrote seriously:

If Jiang Youzhao is really not sure, I can skip dinner and eat breakfast tomorrow.

The two rings were particularly conspicuous on his hands. Cheng Geyun wrote the last line.

But no one cares whether I eat dinner or not.

When passing by the trash can, he threw the pen and notebook into the trash can, then put his hands in his trouser pockets and went home alone.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: wait for the warm wind to come;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: milkywaylll1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: milkywaylll, Chuanjin 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of wood; 2 bottles of Haya and Si Banzhou; 1 bottle of cute cats;

Thank you everyone~ Mijiu!