Laid-off and re-employment

A piece of firework confetti was blown onto Zhang Bieyu's shoulder by the wind. The music had already stopped and the meet and greet had ended. Most of the fans had already left and the lights were dimmed, but he sat there watching the already dark stage without moving for a long time.

Zhang Feifei drank a bottle of water to moisten his throat, and was about to ask Zhang Bieyu when they were leaving, but saw his brother Zhang suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Feifan asked.

Zhang Bieyu looked at the stage covered with fireworks and colorful stripes. Even though no one was there, the scene with the brilliant lights just now was still replaying in his mind.

He said softly: "Extraordinary, this is the best... a concert I have ever seen."

Zhang Feifei was silent for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Have you ever been to other concerts?"

Zhang Bieyu: ...

As soon as the words came out, the whole paragraph collapsed, Zhang Bieyu gave Zhang Feifei an angry look, moved his mouth and finally admitted: "You are right, the two of us have never been to other concerts."

"Even if I watch it later, I think this time is the best." Zhang Feifei laughed a few times, and he reached out and patted Zhang Bieyu's shoulder: "Let's go, Brother Zhang, let's go to the backstage to find Brother Yan." .”

Zhang Bieyu got up and followed Zhang Feifan to the backstage. People in the backstage were busy. Sister Tao was socializing and chatting with people in the corridor. She just gave Zhang Bieyu and Zhang Feifan a look when she saw Zhang Bieyu and Zhang Feifan passing by.

When the two walked to the door of Yan Zhuoying's dressing room, they saw Zhang Hong and Zhao Yi standing at the door talking. Zhang Feifan saw the acquaintance and immediately reached out to hug him, and asked when they would go to the iron together again.

Zhang Bieyu didn't bother them, he pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and walked into the dressing room.Yan Zhuoying was sitting in front of the mirror taking off her makeup, and Assistant Yang was standing beside him talking about the arrangements for the future.

Yan Zhuoying saw Zhang Bieyu, Zhang Bieyu saw him too, Yan Zhuoying smiled at him, Zhang Bieyu pursed his lips, walked to the side and sat down to rest.

After Yan Zhuoying's affairs were dealt with and the make-up artist went out, Xiao Yang saw Zhang Bieyu who was sitting on the side. She smiled and went over to say hello, pointed to her eyes and asked, "Are you still in the room?" Wear sunglasses?"

"The light in this dressing room is too strong, and my eyes feel a little uncomfortable." Zhang Bieyu smiled at her as soon as he opened his mouth, "Long time no see, when will we go to eat again?"

Assistant Yang sighed: "Your home is too far away, and it's rare to go that way. But I heard Sister Tao said that you are going to open a new store in the city, and I will definitely go to support you when the time comes."

Zhang Bieyu smiled: "Okay, I'll give you a discount."

Assistant Yang had other things to finish, so he smiled at him and went out first. Finally, only Zhang Bieyu and Yan Zhuoying were left in the dressing room.

Yan Zhuoying wiped off the last bit of lipstick on his lips, stood up and walked towards Zhang Bieyu, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to have disappeared in the performance of a meeting, he smiled and asked, "How about that position?"

"Very good." Zhang Bieyu looked at him and asked, "Why do you want to sing that song?"

Yan Zhuoying stood still in front of him, and said softly: "I heard you play this song the first time I sat in your car. I originally wanted you to sing it at the meeting just now, but you kept Reject me, so I can only come by myself."

Zhang Bieyu looked at him, with black sunglasses covering his red eyes from being too emotional when he sang the last chorus.

"So that's the case, thank you."

He smiled, but Yan Zhuoying asked: "Why thank me? Just because of the last song? I didn't choose that song to hear you thank me."

"Why is that?" Zhang Bieyu asked.

Yan Zhuoying thought for a while and said uncertainly, "For...to make you happy."

"Thank you, I'm very happy tonight. I haven't been this happy for many years." Zhang Bieyu looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "Yan Zhuoying, you are indeed the best idol in the world."

Yan Zhuoying paused, thinking that you are the best idol and you are not my fan.The sadness and grievance in his heart came back again, and the two looked at each other for a while, Yan Zhuoying couldn't see his eyes, but could only see his own reflection in the toad mirror, and muttered unhappily: "Why are you wearing sunglasses in the room?"

He reached out to take off the sunglasses on Zhang Bieyu's face, but he was thrown back to avoid it.

"It's too close to the stage and I've been looking at the lights for too long, and now my eyes feel a little uncomfortable." Zhang Bieyu didn't want him to see his eyes reddened, but Yan Zhuoying became nervous when he said this.

He sat directly beside Zhang Bieyu and asked, "Are you all right, do you want to go to the hospital now?"

Yan Zhuoying himself knew how uncomfortable it was to stare at the light for a long time, not to mention that Zhang Bieyu often wore sunglasses before, so I don't know if he had bad eyesight.

"No need." Zhang Bieyu looked at him, feeling even more strange in his heart, and quickly changed the subject: "You mentioned the word "friend" too many times tonight, and you didn't clearly say whether your friend's gender is male or female. Bad influence."

But Yan Zhuoying said: "From my debut until now, I have only taken the initiative to mention you as a friend, and only you have appeared in my live broadcast room. They know it is you, so they won't think about anything."

Zhang Bieyu glanced at him and was speechless, he just said: "You don't know anything about fans, man."

"Are you afraid of being on the hot search with me?" Yan Zhuoying seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said a little sadly: "Lang Hengyan can be on the hot search with you, why can't I? And we Still friends."

Zhang Bieyu frowned and explained: "That's not what I meant, I..."

"Brother Zhangyan, we are ready to eat." Zhang Feifan came in suddenly and saw his two brothers sitting next to each other, looking like they were having a lively conversation.

"Oh, did I interrupt your conversation?" Zhang Feifei asked.

Zhang Bieyu looked at him: "What do you think?"

"I don't think it's very good." Sister Tao also walked in at this time, trying to control her expression and glanced at them, and finally stared at Zhang Feifan and gave a thumbs up: "Zhang Feifan, you are awesome."

Yan Zhuoying looked at her: "Did something happen?"

"Aren't you looking at your phone? Zhang Feifan and Zhang Bieyu are both on the hot search list, and now they are No. 11 on the topic list!" Sister Tao said.

Zhang Bieyu was startled, and quickly took out his phone to look, and saw a line in the trending search: [Male fan concert is crazy about love], which happened to be under the trending search of Yan Zhuoying's birthday fan meeting.

My mind started to go crazy. What did I just do to be crazy about love? Except for the last song, I lost my composure, and there seemed to be nothing else. Could it be that I missed something?

Trembling, Zhang Bieyu clicked on Hot Search, clicked on the video that had been reposted tens of thousands of times, watched it twice, and instantly came back to life.

In the video, there is only a back view of themselves, and no one cares about themselves at all. The only thing they care about is Zhang Feifan, a hot man who yelled at Yan Zhuoying and yelled at Yan Zhuoying.

That's fine.

The heart rate was normal again, Zhang Bieyu put down the phone, only to feel that the world is in a state of chaos, and everything has nothing to do with me.

The male lead, Zhang Feifan, was still talking hard, and waved his hand and said, "How is it possible, I didn't do anything, and I can be on some hot searches. Could it be that they have finally learned to appreciate the charm of a man like me?"

It can only be said that redefining did nothing.

Sister Tao sneered, and handed over the phone directly: "You didn't do anything? You almost went on stage and laid eggs in front of everyone, and you didn't do anything? The landlord's chicken doesn't even have a chicken that you can crow."

"Is it as serious as you said?" Zhang Feifei frowned and opened it. After watching it for two seconds, he thought it was strange and closed it immediately, but it was so strange that he couldn't help but take another look.

It does seem to be a bit too much.

"Besides, some people said in this topic that Yan Zhuoying couldn't help but look at you a lot because you were screaming too loudly, saying that next time she should scream louder to attract his attention. Come here." Sister Tao sighed.

Yan Zhuoying: ...

Injustice, great injustice!I obviously want to see if Zhang Bieyu is okay!

"I..." He was about to explain subconsciously, but his hand was suddenly held and squeezed by Zhang Bieyu, and he immediately changed his words: "I am indeed looking at Fei Fei, his cock crowing is really too loud, Clacking, I thought someone's wandering chicken had come out."

The elderly Zhang Feifei looked at himself in the video on his mobile phone, and after a long silence, he said, "Luckily, at least my sisters didn't take pictures of my face, so they saved me some face."

"Indeed." Sister Tao affirmed.

But at this time, Zhang Feifan suddenly took off his T-shirt, and Sister Tao screamed: "What the hell! What are you doing?"

Zhang Feifei took off his clothes, turned them over and put them on again, patted himself on the chest and said, "Changing up a bit, I don't want to be recognized on the walk later, it's a bit embarrassing."

Sister Tao: ...

What spy behavior?

She hesitated to speak for a long time, and finally felt a little tired. She waved her hand and said, "Pack up and get ready to eat, I'm tired."

Several people packed up the things in the dressing room. After going out, Zhang Feifan and Zhang Bieyu consciously walked in front, and Sister Tao and Yan Zhuoying walked in the back.

She glanced at the phone again, lowered her voice and said to Yan Zhuoying, "Your concert is ranked fifth, and Zhang Feifan's has surpassed you to rank third."

Yan Zhuoying paused: "Did you buy his hot search?"

"No, didn't you say before that you don't want to buy random hot searches this time?" Sister Tao looked at him, "I respect your opinion, we only bought a hot search for Yan Zhuoying's concert."

She paused and said, "Actually, I didn't even buy it. Your fans will naturally stir up the popularity. We just need to ensure that this hot search will not be taken down."

"Thank you." Yan Zhuoying looked at her.

Sister Tao laughed: "After all, you are a big star now, which is different from when you first debuted. We have to respect your ideas."

Yan Zhuoying looked at her with a smile: "It was you who told me back then that you have to fight for the right to speak."

"Indeed, but I have a small problem." Sister Tao looked at Zhang Bieyu and Zhang Feifan who were walking side by side, and asked softly, "Did you really look at Zhang Feifan just now?"

Yan Zhuoying paused, and lied: "It's hard not to watch."

"I think so too." Sister Tao pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Zhang Feifan is really crazy, I can't help but watch it."

A group of people got into the nanny's car and went to the place to eat. Yan Zhuoying specially set up a private restaurant with its own yard. The fences of several boxes can seat seven tables.

The dishes were ready, and Yan Zhuoying and Assistant Yang, sister Tao, toasted to everyone with glasses of wine, while Zhang Bieyu and Zhang Feifan were arranged at the innermost table to sit and eat quietly with Zhang Hong and Zhao Yi.

Halfway through the meal, Yan Zhuoying and the others sat down and ate slowly. After the meal was finished, it was already late at night, Yan Zhuoying was a little dizzy from drinking, and Sister Tao was also a little uncomfortable.

In the end, Zhang Feifei could only drive them back in Sister Tao's car, and Zhang Bieyu sent Yan Zhuoying back.

After getting in the car and blowing the wind with the window open, Yan Zhuoying, who was originally dazed, suddenly became angry and kept talking to Zhang Bieyu. Zhang Bieyu was a little annoyed by his quarrel, so he couldn't help asking: "You said that while drinking? Don't you want to vomit after talking so much?"

Yan Zhuoying paused, looked at him and instantly changed his face and asked, "What? Do you feel sick listening to me?"

Zhang Bieyu: ...