Laid-off and re-employment

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Zhang Bieyu frowned fiercely as he looked at the words Yan Zhuoying's girlfriend.

The reason is nothing else, it's just because Yan Zhuoying has no works and only traffic positioning, if he has a girlfriend, he can directly equate with the collapsed house.

And he is still young, fans are also young, love and hate can only come and go in a flash.If he collapsed and had no fans, wouldn't he be unable to keep up with Lang Hengyan's traffic?Wouldn't it be over for my Triumph store? !

He suddenly raised his head to find the truth from Yan Zhuoying's face, but saw that he was frowning and looking at the phone with a serious face.Zhang Bieyu's heart suddenly turned cold, and he couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at?"

"See what my girlfriend I've never met looks like. I want to know where she is, how she is doing, what her name is, and when will she meet me."

Since his debut, there have been too many gossip girlfriends, suspected girlfriends, and even male friends. Sometimes Yan Zhuoying really doesn't understand, does every Yuji have a dream of a gold medal iceman in his heart?

A person who has a job from morning to night, who has to pretend to be perfect when he opens and closes his eyes, and who can't go to the toilet or squat the toilet as he likes, how can he fall in love?

Yan Zhuoying didn't understand, and in the end he could only blame himself for not having the qualifications to become a master of time management.

He clicked on the trending Weibo post with a calm face, and was a little surprised when he saw the photo of the paparazzi breaking the news.From the perspective of the camera, this is a candid photo.

At night, I was standing on the side of the road wearing a mask and hat, and there was someone next to me, looking very intimate.The other party was wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, and had two ice sleeves on her hands. She turned back and looked like she was holding her hands.

Yan Zhuoying glanced at the comments below, and found that her script from falling in love to hidden marriage to having a child had already been written, and she even began to speculate whether she would have a second child.

He was in a complicated mood for a while, and I have to say that everyone's brain power is quite good.

"Never met?" Zhang Bieyu came back to his senses in an instant, his eyes brightened: "So you don't have a girlfriend?"

Seeing that he was so excited, Yan Zhuoying quickly comforted him: "I'm sure not, I don't have time. Besides, I'm already relying on fans to support me. If I still fall in love and my house collapses, then I really don't want to live."

You can't fall in love and mess around, this has already been firmly remembered by Yan Zhuoying.

This statement is very masculine and self-aware, but in the photo they are all on their arms, the two of them must know each other, it is impossible that they have nothing to do with each other.

Zhang Bieyu paused, and tentatively asked, "Isn't you in the photo?"

Yan Zhuoying: "It's me."

Zhang Bieyu choked: "Then, is that boy holding your arm?"

Wait a minute, if it's a male friend who still behaves so intimately, the problem seems to be bigger.

Yan Zhuoying put down the chopsticks and slowly turned to look at him, with a gentle smile: "That's my mother."

In a word, he killed the game!

Zhang Bieyu was relieved for a second, and the Kaixuan No. [-] store that had collapsed in his heart immediately rose to the ground. He even stood on the top of the building and began to look at the Michelin black pearl.

He was satisfied. At this moment, Zhang Feifan, who had gone to get the watermelon, finally came back with the melon. Before the person arrived, he smelled the perfume first.When Zhang Bieyu turned around, he happened to meet his eyes.

Good guy, others take melons one by one, but Zhang Feifei takes melons in half.

Looking at the heavy half watermelon in his hand, Zhang Bieyu wanted to say something, but he held back because he was concerned that he was not his cook, but Yan Zhuoying's assistant.

He saw Zhang Feifan worrying, and Zhang Feifan saw him laughing.

"Brother Zhang, why are you here?" I saw him approaching warmly, looking at the food on the table, I instantly understood that it was his Brother Zhang who cared about him and knew to bring him food.

Yan Zhuoying didn't sound right at first, why did these two people know each other before?And it seems that the relationship is still very good?

"Fan Fei used to be my assistant, and behind him was the chef of the shop." Zhang Bieyu explained, putting the chopsticks into Yan Zhuoying's hands: "You eat first."

Yan Zhuoying responded and started eating, but Zhang Feifan was dumbfounded.

Putting aside the doubts about why Yan Zhuoying and Zhang Bieyu are good friends for the time being, Zhang Feifan, who mainly wants to fill his stomach, looks at his boss and brother deeply puzzled: "Brother Zhang, this meal is not for me. ?”

Zhang Bieyu was also confused: "Ah, do you still want me to bring food?"

Zhang Feifan: ...

Zhang Fafa: "Then what should I eat?"

"Is there no box lunch?" Zhang Bieyu was stunned, "Didn't the crew give box lunches? Why can't you get a mouthful of food on the set?"

Yan Zhuoying quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and explained: "My assistant and I usually order meals outside."

Zhang Bieyu: ...

Zhang Feifei felt resentful for a moment, he looked at Zhang Bieyu as if he was looking at a heartless man, but he didn't expect Zhang Bieyu to put the half watermelon in front of him directly: "Why don't you eat the melon."

Zhang Feifei was angry: "Watermelon is full of water, and it will be gone after two trips to the toilet!"

"Then I'll go back and get it for you." Zhang Bieyu got up to leave, Yan Zhuoying quickly stretched out his hand: "Hey, let Fei Fei go there first and ask if there are any more boxed lunches, and if there are more, there is no need to go back. "

Zhang Feifei was a little dubious when he heard this, but the new boss probably had some leftovers. He got up to find the crew, but Zhang Bieyu still wanted to go back and get Zhang Feifan a meal.

"I don't have a show in the afternoon. If I don't have a lunch box, I'll take him to eat later if Director Yan doesn't arrange it." Yan Zhuoying said.

Zhang Bieyu thought it was okay, so he sat on the mat and watched his mobile phone, and waited for Yan Zhuoying to eat, but as soon as he refreshed Weibo, he saw a landslide full of screens, and quickly reached out and patted Yan Zhuoying on the shoulder: "You will Let’s eat again, Weibo first to clarify that it’s not a girlfriend, I saw several people with black heads.”

"Almost forgot." Yan Zhuoying quickly took out her mobile phone and found that she had fast-forwarded to CP's wild dance, and it was time for fans to be furious. Some even started to compare their figures to find out which female celebrity their "girlfriend" was .

He directly forwarded the weibo that the paparazzi broke the news at the beginning, and chose a speechless expression.

【That's my mother...】

After reposting, he took a screenshot and sent it to his lawyer on WeChat. He also found a photo of his family and his mother when they went out that day. After getting permission from his mother, Ms. Song Meimei, he posted another Weibo alone.

[My mother really insists on sun protection to the end, and thank you everyone for thinking my mother is young.picture.jpg]

In the photo, Ms. Song Meimei is still wearing a hat and a mask, but she has taken off the sunglasses on her face. Under the front camera without filters, there are some signs of age on the corners of her eyes and brows.

After Yan Zhuoying sent Weibo and put down the phone, Zhang Bieyu's phone beeped, almost without a pause.

He moved his ears and smiled in his heart. He knew what Zhang Bieyu's mobile notification was at this time without looking at him.

But it's just a Weibo notification like [@言童英zy you follow posted on Weibo...].

Fan base fuck, fan base fuck.

This time it wasn't Yan Zhuoying's misunderstanding, Zhang Bieyu was really looking at Yan Zhuoying's Weibo photos, and he had to say that his mother's eyes were exactly the same as his, not much different from copying and pasting.

Zhang Bieyu gave a thumbs-up, a little bit of super talk, and found that the anti-mafia group and big fans quickly acted to clarify the anti-mafia, but this is not important. The important thing is that the rich women are reposting the lottery again, cheering and celebrating themselves It didn't collapse.

Zhang Bieyu reposted all of them, and commented that he believed in Yan Zhuoying.

Sitting from Yan Zhuoying's perspective, all he could see was Zhang Bieyu's fingers quickly clicking on the screen.

He should be explaining it to me.

Yan Zhuoying's mood suddenly became a little complicated. It was obvious that there was no benefit to be gained, and Zhang Bieyu would explain and clarify for herself on Weibo, and it was not only him, but also more fans, some of whom were even bigger than him. Fanatics prefer themselves.

Using their own time, doing a lot of things that are meaningless to themselves, and sitting here, I will never even know their names for the rest of my life, only knowing that they are my fans.

For a moment, Yan Zhuoying felt that he, who had no ability, was not worthy of this kind of love at all.

Frustration struck instantly, he was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Bieyu and asked, "Is there an online quarrel?"

"Fortunately, quarreling in a small area is still a normal level of quarreling in the circle." Zhang Bieyu looked at the phone and raised his eyebrows, smiled and said: "Don't worry, some of your big fans and sister Zhan are very good at controlling the field."

"Really?" Yan Zhuoying listened and smiled, "Actually, I have seen a lot of videos and photos they edited for me, and I feel that they are all amazing."

Zhang Bieyu, who occasionally saw some short videos, nodded and agreed, "Some of them are really well cut."

Yan Zhuoying: "But with such a comparison, I seem to have no ability at all."

"How can you say that." Zhang Bieyu paused, put down his phone and looked at him with his face propped up, and said with a smile: "It's your ability to be liked by so many people, and ordinary people can't do it."

Yan Zhuoying was taken aback, and saw Zhang Bieyu's smile deepened: "You said they are very powerful, so you who can be liked by so many powerful younger sisters, aren't you even more powerful?"

"Don't talk nicely to coax me." Yan Zhuoying laughed, "I know how much I weigh."

Zhang Bieyu shrugged: "At least you know what you are capable of, and you are already better than 70% of the self-deceiving people in this circle. If you really feel that you are not good enough, you can learn what you can't learn, and make up for what you can't do? So easy."

Yan Zhuoying looked at him, not knowing whether he was sincerely encouraging herself, or comforting herself from the perspective of a fan.But at this time, if someone comforts you, your mood will indeed be better.

Thank you, Chapter Man.

At this time, Zhang Feifan, who was carrying a box of lunch, finally came back, and he returned with a box in his left hand and a box in his right hand. Zhang Bieyu and Yan Zhuoying saw that happy face from a long distance away, and they were inexplicably infected, making people suddenly feel happy. Life is full of sunshine.

"Was he just your assistant before?" Yan Zhuoying asked.

Zhang Bieyu shook his head: "He used to be Shen Mian's assistant, the one whose scandals broke out before and the bottom of the pot has been completely messed up."

"Why didn't you follow Shen Mian? I remember that before Shen Mian's sexual harassment incident broke out and he was banned, he was quite popular." Yan Zhuoying asked.

Zhang Bieyu sighed faintly: "Because Shen Mian harassed him before, according to what Zhang Feifan said, did he secretly pinch his ass?"

Yan Zhuoying was taken aback, then frowned and asked, "Why didn't he stand up when the Shen Mian scandal broke out?"

"Because he punched Shen Mian with a backhand at that time, and his nose prosthesis was crooked. Shen Mian's repair prosthesis did not work for a month or two, and they did not seek compensation from him." Zhang Bieyu boldly assumed Zhang Feifan's Thought, "It's probably a pinch for a punch, Feifan thinks it's even."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

He paused and sighed: "It's really full of martial arts."