Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

Wen Yan struggled to move the snacks that were left alone outside the door back to the living room, and unconsciously yawned, with a few drops of saline in his eyes.He looked around himself, replayed the day's events in his mind to make sure he didn't miss them, and then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Yan, who was paralyzed on the bed like a salted fish, turned over, pulled the quilt with his fingers and finally blocked the sun from the outside, and continued to sleep peacefully.

In the end, he hadn't slept for a few minutes, and the alarm clock that was urging him to die was desperately making a fuss on the bedside table. His dark eyes opened a slit, and his blurred eyes moved to the alarm clock. I thought it would give me a good night's sleep.

But the alarm clock that was supposed to stop was still ringing, causing Wen Yan to have no choice but to get up from the bed and turn off the alarm clock sleepily. The cold temperature quickly invaded from the soles of his feet. After being splashed with a large basin of cold water, I woke up completely.

Sleeping a little stiffly, the head twisted from side to side, and the long and dense eyelashes trembled for a while before lazily opening his eyes to look at the bright sun outside. Wen Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, and walked to the French window to feel the glare. of light.

The trees outside that were regularly tended by the gardening company were constantly growing upwards. He had a very good vision to catch the twigs that were very unruly, as if they were going to grow independently, and clicked his tongue.

It wasn't until the slightly cool body was about to open its pores to soak up the sunlight under the warm sun that Wen Yan took a few steps back and closed the curtains, allowing the world to return to darkness again.

He walked into the bathroom, changed his clothes and tidied himself up, and then walked slowly towards the kitchen where there was nothing to eat. His bony fingers deftly opened the refrigerator, picked and chose the yogurt in the middle .

Then I took out the oatmeal I forgot to buy from the kitchen cabinet, mixed it with yogurt, and planned to have a hasty breakfast like this, but just before I had time to take a bite, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Wen Yan raised his head in surprise, and was stunned for a moment with the hand holding the spoon. Then the black pupils calmed down and walked out.

He didn't even bother to look through the cat's eyes, and opened the door directly.The people outside probably didn't expect Wen Yan to open the door so quickly, and they were stunned.

"...pre...predecessor." Mu Xuan looked at the decorations in the room from his fair and uncovered chest as if avoiding, and his ears were slightly red.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the male protagonist who didn't know what to do with him so early in the morning. His clear eyes couldn't help but show some deep meaning, but before others noticed it, he was the same clear and cold as before. cold look.

"Come in?"

"it is good."

Mu Xuan followed Wen Yan like a little daughter-in-law. When she walked into the living room, she couldn't help frowning a little between her brows. She looked down seriously at her shoes and was about to say something. Wen Yan, who was walking in front without looking back, It seems that the back of the head also has eyes.

"No need to change shoes, the aunt who cleaned today hasn't come yet."

Wen Yan was sitting on a separate sofa, his always straight body was curled lazily like a lazy puppet cat, holding uneaten oatmeal in his hand, he raised his head to face Mu Mu after a moment of silence. Xuan's gaze.

"What's up?"

Wen Yan didn't think that there must be something to make this male protagonist come to him just because of the fate yesterday.

The eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were shining brightly, and the corners of the slightly curved eyes looked like a sly fox. Wen Yan smiled slightly, without any emotion on his expression.

Mu Xuan couldn't help but stare directly at Wen Yan's dark pupils, her mouth moved, and she suddenly had the urge to run away, but... being stared at by those cold eyes, it was as if her legs had been poured with tens of thousands of catties of lead water , can't move an inch.

"I want to ask... is senior planning to take on Qing Nian's drama?" His voice became weaker, the curvature of Wen Yan's mouth remained unchanged, but his eyes couldn't help but become a little more indifferent.

He raised his eyebrows and signaled Mu Xuan to continue talking.

"If it is... can senior take care of Pei Jia?" Mu Xuan was so stared at by Wen Yan that he almost broke out in a cold sweat. He swallowed and his fingertips trembled unconsciously.

"Let's not talk about whether I will accept Qingnian's drama or not. I am not familiar with Pei Jia, am I? You and I don't seem to be familiar with each other either."

Wen Yan's voice was as cold as ever. He scooped up a mouthful of oatmeal and put it in his mouth. After chewing it slowly, he smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "If it's because of this, then I can't do anything."

His meaning was very clear, and Mu Xuan naturally didn't need to struggle any further.Mu Xuan got up and walked out, but before she left, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Wen Yan who was still eating.

Wen Yan, who noticed his gaze, raised his head and smiled brightly. The warm sunshine seemed to be reduced to a foil at this moment.After laughing, he naturally didn't bother to look at Mu Xuan anymore, picked up the mobile phone that was left aside and lazily swiped.

Facts have proved that it should be hacked or it should be hacked.Wen Yan looked at the large characters on the phone, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously. It took a few minutes before he carefully read the comments of the netizens below.

[Eating Melon Online No. 1: No... who is Wen Yan?Is it from the entertainment industry?Why are all the hot searches today full of his black manuscripts, saying that he was being taken care of by a financial backer? 】

[Rabbit, rabbit, you are so delicious: Ask the same question, Wen Yan only looks at his appearance...shouldn't he be so unknown?I don’t think I’ve seen his promotion or anything before…]

[Do you like me: emmmmm I woke up this morning and saw that my treasure boy was hacked... I feel a little complicated]

[The old aunt: marketing account I may not be a human, but you are a real dog.Wen Yan has debuted for three years, only two works, and they are still very niche literary films that are aimed at awards. Do you know that as a fan, I want to give him a sense of jio that he has no place to spend money? 】

[Traffic stars are the sickle of capital: Anyway, this star is probably all kinds of dirty, right?However, I have never heard of it. A starlet on the [-]th line was suddenly hacked and searched. Did he really not offend anyone? 】

[Do you like me: Please search for the word Wen Yan above, he is not some [-]th line star.Wen Yan, who has been in the industry for three years, has won two Best Actors in a row. It's like the kind of food that God rewards. His acting skills are much better than the current top-tier ones. 】

[Quietly make my dumplings:? ? ?What's the matter?Is my little boy about to be found by you at last?Here, I would like to seriously recommend Wen Yan, an actor who has become so buddhist that he has no business!Really you want to spend money for him, you want to buy endorsements for him, but you have nowhere to buy them.The cheapest idol! 】

Wen Yan looked at the words "the cheapest idol" with a complicated expression. He lowered his head to look at the decorations around him and the watch on his wrist, hesitating to speak.

Now he can really feel how cold Wen Yan himself is on the Internet. No wonder in the novel, Pei Jia can directly kill the film star and splash dirty water on it without anyone questioning him.

After all, Pei Jia, as a freshman acting representative, personally went off to tear up a movie king who had never been heard of by everyone. It was simply the rhythm of lying and winning, okay?

Thinking of this, Wen Yan smacked his lips, and logged on to Weibo, which he hadn't posted in a long time. If he didn't read it, he was taken aback. This latest Weibo was updated a year ago...

He simply wanted to applaud Yuan Shen. He had never seen an actor manage his Weibo so poorly. Looking at the number of fans on it who didn't even have 100 million, he was amazed.

[Wen Yan V: Nothing to cue//Today's melons are extra sweet V: [Wen Yan, who was shocked by the famous name, is actually a starlet who was taken care of by others] What do you think of this matter? 】

Wen Yan hadn't had time to give a thumbs up to the audience who poured in, when he received an unexpected call.

The black eyes could not help but droop for a moment, he pursed his lips slightly and finally swiped to the answer button, his eyes flicked across the stars, and finally fixed on the opposite side where there was no one there.

"Brother Lin, what's the matter?"

"Did you see Hei's manuscript?" Lin Chen's voice was as gentle as ever, Wen Yan couldn't help but relax his body, his slender legs were raised lazily, and he couldn't tell just by looking at it dandyism.

"I see. It's very interesting." Wen Yan couldn't help but chuckled when he said this, he casually played with the million-dollar watch, his eyes slightly bent.

"Come on, it's one thing to have fun. Do you still plan to hang out in the entertainment circle in the future? If you plan to, would you consider switching to the public?"

"Ok?"

"The market for Qingnian's drama is quite good, do you want me to help you fight for it?" Lin Chen lowered his head and looked at the documents on the table.

All he needs is an autograph.

Only then did Wen Yan straighten up. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and said lightly as he walked: "No, I want to read it again, maybe there will be a script I like more."

He wouldn't want to be on the set with Pei Jia even if he was beaten to death, because he thought it would take a long time?

"...Okay then." The voice of closing the document came from the phone, and Lin Chen gave a few more careful instructions before hanging up the phone.Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, his knuckle fingers were hit by the water for a long while before continuing to wash the very simple bowl.

[The author has something to say: Lin Chen: Career Helper.jpg

Mu Xuan: I'm super obedient.jpg

Sheng Fan: Huge people are stupid and have a lot of money.jpg]