Dodder is super attractive [entertainment circle]

Since then, this lonely troupe has welcomed a newcomer, and it seems to be a little lively.

The newcomer is Zhao Ye, with a lively and cheerful personality, adding a lot of color to He Xianyun's boring life.

Under Zhao Ye's active publicity, the originally dead theater troupe gradually increased from a situation where there was no audience.

Another more important reason for the increase in the audience is that Zhao Ye himself is also good at singing.

This made He Xianyun feel that he had found a treasure.

At He Xianyun's suggestion, they began to perform "Peach Blossom Fan" together.

For a long time, He Xianyun never met a suitable partner, so he never sang this play until he met Zhao Ye.

Zhao Ye and his partner can only be said to complement each other, and each other has achieved each other's roles.

Hou Fangyu, an intelligent and keen talent, and Li Xiangjun, played by He Xianyun, who is at the bottom but defies power.

The Peach Blossom Fan finally became the troupe's signature repertoire. Even though many newcomers were recruited later, it still did not take away the brilliance of the play.

Not only has it become famous far and wide, but many executives and dignitaries will make appointments in advance to drive to watch the show.

The friendship between He Xianyun and Zhao Ye has also grown deeper.

But what I never expected was that when the theater troupe was in full swing, it attracted the jealousy of the peers, and they insisted that Zhao Ye was once a habitual thief and sexually harassed girls.

Moreover, he also tried his best to invite high-ranking officials, fabricated many false evidences that could not be refuted, and blinded the eyes of the public.

Zhao Ye tried to explain, but it didn't work. He was thrown with rotten eggs and stones when he came on stage, and he stepped down in embarrassment with his head broken and bleeding.

As a last resort, Zhao Ye could only temporarily leave the troupe and go to other cities.

"Seeing him get up from Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse..." He Xianyun lay on the sun lounger with his eyes closed and basked in the sun, chanting this line in his mouth, singing softly.

He felt a boundless sense of loneliness again, even though there were many other fellows and the stage was going on as usual, he no longer had the feeling he had when he sang Peach Blossom Fan with Zhao Ye.

But the unsatisfactory life didn't end like this. The executive who received a lot of money from his peers was still a little leisurely, and even came to see Li Xiangjun from He Xianyun.

I greatly appreciated it, and gave birth to some other thoughts.

He actually drove away all the spectators and let He Xianyun perform for him alone.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but the man was still uneasy about being off stage, and even took a prop and sword onto the stage to play against He Xianyun.

This made He Xianyun laugh angrily, and directly took the sword over, holding the sword in one hand and the fan in the other.

He is very charming in his dan role, with water in his eyes, "Have you heard this phrase?"

"Blood splatters make a peach blossom fan, which is more fresh than the branches."

The man who has been in a high position for a long time has a rough appearance, he is not a literati, just now he only cared about his face, he didn't even know what He Xianyun sang.

He shook his head truthfully, and approached He Xianyun step by step, as if he was about to touch He Xianyun's face.

And he opened his mouth to threaten: "If you are more sensible, your theater troupe will be able to live better, otherwise, you will not be the only one who suffers."

He Xianyun dodged a step back. He was originally displeased, but seeing the other party's bright smiling face, he couldn't get angry anymore.

He just stared blankly, but his blankness didn't last long, and was soon replaced by astonishment, his eyes were wider than copper bells, and his lips began to tremble.

Some hot blood splashed onto his face, and of course... some also splashed onto the white fan.

The bright red dots are like peach blossoms bursting open, and the branches and leaves are drawn by someone.

And the people who were fine before have fallen down now, like collapsed building blocks, which cannot be stopped.

Just like that, he fell off the stage, and the back of his head made a loud crash against the solid floor.

Liang Xiong immediately stood up from the chair, and hurried towards the direction where Xu Yan fell with anxious expression.

"Ka, that's the end of today's show. Let's see how Xu Yan is doing! What's going on? How did he fall off the stage? What's wrong?" The distance between the stage and the ground is quite high.

Xu Yan really fell down with a calm face, and he didn't panic in the face of such an accident, which made Liang Xiong sweat even more.

Fortunately, when someone helped Xu Yan up to rest, Xu Yan could force a smile to comfort everyone and said, "I'm fine, it's not a pain, so don't be nervous."

But only he knows whether it really hurts or not. At least he still hears ringing in his ears when he talks, and his brain is buzzing, and he still has double images when he looks at people.

But he firmly believes that it will be all right after a while, and there is no need to cause trouble to the crew.

"Then you should have a good rest first, and if you can still go on later, you can continue and take pictures of others first." Liang Xiong also gave Xu Yan a rest time, because he was too busy to catch up with the schedule, so there was no more comfort.

Instead, he turned around and continued working.

There was no one else around, only He Dong was left, and Xu Yan reached out to touch the back of his bulging head, frowning and gasping for air.

He Dong took the ice pack he found and quickly applied Xu Yan with a cold compress, "Brother Yan, why don't you go to the hospital, I don't think your situation is very good."

He was waiting for Xu Yan's answer, when he inadvertently saw a familiar figure approaching.

He hurriedly said to Xu Yan: "Brother Yan, quickly see if that is Fu Cicheng. I didn't expect that you have been in the group for so long, and he actually came to see you."

Xu Yan sensed that the ice cubes on the back of his head had been taken away, and he didn't care much about looking at the tall figure, which was Fu Cicheng.

He quickly retracted his eyes, feeling that his head was still uncomfortable, took back the ice cubes and applied them to himself, and said in a dispirited way: "How can you be sure that you came to see me? It probably has nothing to do with me."

Surprisingly, without waiting for Lai He Dong's answer, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of brown leather shoes with pointed toes, and looking up, he saw Fu Cicheng's face with distinct features.

He cheered up and said, "Long time no see."

Fu Cicheng noticed his pale face and the abnormality of the back of his head, and his thin lips were slightly tightened.

He did come to visit the class, but this time he didn't bring anything, so he was relatively low-key.

Even if many people noticed him, they didn't dare to approach him.

"It seems that you are not very good." Fu Cicheng used an affirmative sentence.

Xu Yan was not in a hurry to deny it, but felt a little tired looking up and talking, so he pointed to the chair beside him to Fu Cicheng.

At this time, He Dong had already consciously moved away, so there were only the two of them left.

"I have a headache while sitting and talking." Xu Yan continued.

Fu Cicheng: ...

After hesitating for a moment, he sat down on the small bench, and the slightly bulging arm muscles on his knees could not be concealed by the suit jacket.

His body was a little uncoordinated sitting on a stool of a smaller size, but Xu Yan next to him was also sitting on the same stool.

Such a picture of sitting in rows is quite matching, and the sense of incongruity is gone.

"What do you want from me?" Xu Yan felt much more comfortable after he didn't have to raise his head to speak, and he didn't believe that Fu Cicheng came to him for no purpose.

But obviously he guessed wrong this time, Fu Cicheng just said: "I came to see the play."

Xu Yan's brain was still buzzing, but he still managed to speak calmly: "It's a pity you came late, my role today is over."

If you really want to visit the class, you shouldn't come out when it's getting dark. This is what Xu Yan doesn't understand.

He guessed that it might be because Fu Cicheng was also quite busy.

The two sat like this for a while, watching others act.

Later, Xu Yan felt really uncomfortable, so he didn't stay any longer, but decided to go back to the hotel.

Turning around and seeing Fu Cicheng walking with him, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Where do you want to go?"

"I'm hungry, let's have dinner." Fu Cicheng said.

Xu Yan would rather eat in the hotel than go out, and was about to say goodbye to Fu Cicheng and leave alone, but he didn't expect Fu Cicheng to grab his wrist and take him away.

Xu Yan still couldn't break free, his brain hurt even more in an instant, and his complexion became a little pale.

But helplessly, Mr. Fu's face is too great, so he has to give it.

In the end, I went to the restaurant to sit down. Xu Yan started rubbing his temples, and his condition was not very good.

The style of the restaurant is very good, and the food is delicious, which can relieve Xu Yan's bad mood a little bit, it's not that bad anymore.

Fu Cicheng always didn't like to talk when eating, but for the first time at this time, he said with an explanatory nature: "I'm in a hurry, so I left after a meal."

Xu Yan didn't understand what the other party's attitude was, and what did the other party's rushing time have to do with him. In the end, he could only nod his head pretending to understand, and ate in small bites.

Although the food was delicious, he didn't have a big appetite and quickly put down his chopsticks.

Not long after he finished his meal, Fu Cicheng also ended.

When he was full, and he was a little tired, Xu Yan felt drowsy, and wanted to just lay down on the big hotel bed and have a good sleep.

So when Fu Cicheng sent him back to the hotel, he was already drowsy and unconscious in the car.

But in this half-asleep and half-awake state, he heard that Fu Cicheng seemed to say something to him, but he was too sleepy to hear clearly, so he didn't answer.

He thought he would fall asleep just like that, but when a hand touched his chin, his body's instinctive reaction was to open his eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he even thought he was still dreaming.

Fu Cicheng pinched his chin with one hand and turned his face away.

Fu Cicheng was very close to him, almost to the point where his breath blended in. Those usually gloomy eyes were staring at him, and the pure black pupils were only his reflection.

Xu Yan pursed his lips a few times, his voice was a little dry, with a hint of difficulty: "What are you doing?"