Rebirth of the entertainment industry

The darkness in the dream seemed endless, Jiang Lincheng ran and called, Shao Qi's figure seemed to be in front of him, Jiang Lincheng wanted to catch up with him, and asked him why he treated him like that.But no matter how hard he tries, the distance between the two will always exist.

The ground beneath his feet began to collapse, and he couldn't see anything in the darkness, only feeling that he was sinking all the time. He panicked and struggled to escape, but to no avail.

"Xiaobei!" Suddenly a voice came in, and it was clearly not his name, but for some reason, he felt that the person was calling him.With every cry, a ray of light gradually penetrated into the darkness...

Jiang Lincheng opened his eyes, his head was still in chaos, and he dreamed of Shao Qi again...

Although he had no feelings for him in his heart, after all he had paid so much for that relationship, and finally got such a result, Jiang Lincheng himself didn't believe it if he said that he was not unwilling.

After he regained his composure, Jiang Lincheng realized that he was being held in Cheng Yunian's arms, with his head resting on the other's chest. He slowly moved his gaze upwards, and met Cheng Yunian's eyes.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Yunian raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Are you hungry?"

When he said this, Jiang Lincheng really felt that he was a little hungry, but he wondered if he should ask the two of them about their imaginative poses.

Seeing that he was silent, Cheng Yunian seemed to have guessed what was going on in his heart, while slowly supporting him to lean against the head of the bed, he raised the table shrunk at the end of the bed, and said lightly: "You just had a nightmare. "

It was indeed a nightmare, Jiang Lincheng didn't want to think about it, "I...didn't talk in my sleep, did I?" Just forget about dreaming about the past, just stop talking nonsense in your sleep.

Cheng Yunian was wiping the table with a paper towel, when he heard that the movement of his hands paused, the vague name seemed to linger in his ears twice, but he returned to normal after a while: "No."

When Cheng Yunian said that he asked someone to prepare dinner, he really invited someone to prepare it and bring it over. The table was full, and most of it was his favorite food.

Surprised, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. The heart is the most vulnerable when he is injured, let alone relived the nightmare of being let down just now. At this time, Cheng Yunian's kindness to him at this time made him feel a little sour.

"Thank you." He looked up at Cheng Yunian, and said these three words to him seriously.

Maybe it was because his attitude was too formal, but Cheng Yunian felt a little embarrassed, a thin layer of red appeared on the tips of his ears, but it didn't show on his face, he just said: "Mom specially asked the cook at home to follow me, I'm afraid you I can't get used to the food in the hospital."

"Thank you, too, Mom." Jiang Lincheng felt at this moment that having a home is so warm.And now, I can also enjoy this warmth, which is really beautiful.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good after a while." Cheng Yunian urged.

"Didn't you eat it too? Let's eat together." After speaking, he pushed the porridge bowl in front of him. Cheng Yunian didn't refuse, and sat by his hospital bed, picked up a small spoon to eat with him.

At this time, Jiang Lincheng was full of sleep, and had time to take the phone over to read the comments on Weibo. After one click, the message bar jumped crazily:

"The person in the video is actually Yanyan, my god, it hurts to watch QAQ, touching Yanyan."

"Oh my God, my heart hurts so much, I need to rest well!"

"Thank you for your hard work! We will definitely support the new drama when it starts airing!! The ratings hit a new high!"

"Don't pretend to be injured, right? You don't even have a face, say that your left arm is injured, what is the evidence?"

"Can the sunspots upstairs get fucked?"

"The sunspot in a certain building rolls with you with the steamed food on top of your head!"

Jiang Lincheng skipped the discordant voices, did not refute those doubts, and did not intend to provide any evidence to prove it. His eyes returned to the dinner on the table. Jiang Lincheng hooked his lips, pulled out the camera in a good mood, and faced the Take a picture of the food on the table.

After a while, another post popped up on many fans' homepages:

Lin Cheng: Life without filming is so comfortable - (with pictures)

After a while, I received a lot of comments below. Fans were swiping at the bottom, "Why is the patient's meal so rich?" "Yanyan's right hand holding chopsticks is so beautiful!" Report this po owner for poisoning the newspaper"

Jiang Lincheng had a good time here, but the situation of someone on the other side was not so optimistic.

At this time, Fang Xi was shrinking in the corner of the crew and making a phone call: "You obviously didn't tell me that way before!"

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was sloppy, revealing the rascality and uninhibitedness of a playboy: "I didn't ask you to do things like this."

There was a faint woman talking to him coquettishly, he teased a few words, and finally said into the microphone: "I still have a play that lacks a male lead, you can report directly to the crew after a while."

Fang Xi took a deep breath before holding back the anger in his heart: "You can't just send me away like this. You asked me to do the thing at the beginning, but now you don't care if you want to?"

After a pause, he lowered his posture again, and begged in a low voice, "Director Li is currently under strict investigation. If I am caught, with the director's temper, I will not be able to stay with this crew. Please help me."

The tone on the other end of the phone became impatient: "How can I help you? You are clumsy and leave so many lies, how can I help you suppress it."

He took a sip of his wine and said decisively: "I can't control this matter. Don't talk too much, my character, come here if you want, don't have a substitute!"

After hanging up the phone, no matter how Fang Xi jumped at that end, he casually threw the phone on the small table in front of him, and stretched out his arms to hug the people around him.

"Young Master Tang, leave him alone. Come, drink."

The person who just hung up the phone was Tang Kaixin, the second youngest of the Tang family, and the woman next to him was, of course, Song Ting, who had become his favorite recently.

"Don't you dislike that Lin Cheng? I sent someone to teach him a lesson..." Tang Kaixin pinched Song Ting's chin, "See how kind I am to you."

Song Ting laughed, and while laughing, put the wine glass in his hand to Tang Kaixin's mouth: "Young Master Tang treats me well, of course I know."

In the end, she had to pretend to be kind, and she said pitifully, "Actually, Lin Cheng didn't provoke me too much, just teach me a little lesson, don't make too much trouble."

Tang Kaixin drank a glass of wine with her hand, didn't speak any more, and buried his head to kiss her neck.

Since Fang Xi was able to successfully transform from a singer, and become a popular little fresh meat now, he looks like a traffic star, so he is not stupid in itself.

It looks like Tang Kaixin won't get any help, but the public relations team behind him has to find a way to keep him. Instead of waiting to be discovered, it's better to strike first. As long as Lin Cheng's reputation is ruined first, he is still injured. , I couldn’t film in the first place, and it’s unknown whether the crew will continue to use him at that time. Naturally, Director Li will not hold on to this matter. Everyone will treat it as an accident, and it will be forgotten soon. .

At this time, Fang Xi, who thought he had a shrewd calculation, had no idea what kind of fate awaited him next.

The team behind Fang Xi can hold such a vase like him to this position, so the efficiency of the work is naturally nothing to say.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Jiang Lincheng was awakened by a phone call. He dimly took out the phone from under the pillow: "Hello?" There was still a bit of sleepiness in his voice.

"Lin Xiaocheng, did you read Weibo today? Did you read it?" Wei Huan's bluffing voice came over.

Jiang Lincheng moved the phone away from his ear, and glanced at the time on the screen: "Wei Xiaohuan, it's 47:[-] a.m. Beijing time. If I don't sleep at this time, what kind of Weibo should I use? You don't sleep at this time, do you?" ill?"

Since the two got acquainted, they no longer had any scruples about talking to each other. In addition, Jiang Lincheng had a bit of getting up temper that he didn't realize, so he naturally became impolite when speaking at this time.

"Oh, I forgot about jet lag! I'm in a foreign country now, and I told you that someone on Weibo deliberately slandered you, that you were playing big names on the set, that you faked your injuries, and that you've become so popular recently because you accepted the subterfuge. rule!!"

Wei Huan said a lot in one breath, and finally said: "Oh right! There is one more thing, your fans, Pei Ze's fans and Qu Xinran's fans have been torn apart, and it has been torn apart for most of the night from early morning to now. up.

But I think the earliest ones with rhythm should deliberately pretend to be your fans to hack you!I'm telling you, you..."

"What?" At this moment, Jiang Lincheng regained consciousness a little, "Speak briefly, what happened?"

"Someone is blackmailing you on Weibo!" This time Wei Huan finally put it simply and to the point, but the essence of chatterbox can never be changed, "And the other party specially picked the early morning war, it's insidious, insidious!!"

The posture of answering the phone on his side pressed his left arm a bit, Jiang Lincheng moved his body slightly, lay flat on the bed, stared at the snow-white ceiling, and there was no disturbance in his heart.

From guessing during the day to now, Jiang Lincheng had a feeling of "finally here". He said "oh" lightly, and his sleepiness had been driven away by Wei Huan, so he had nothing to say at this time: "You go What are you doing abroad?"

"I..." Wei Huan wanted to answer subconsciously, but suddenly remembered the main purpose of his call, and couldn't help being a little annoyed, "When is it so calm? You are being scolded all over the Internet now! Are you not in a hurry? Can you take care of yourself, Lin Xiaocheng!"

"Of course I'm in a hurry..." Jiang Lincheng's tone was still bleary, with no ups and downs, "But what's the use of being anxious, you just said that it's early morning, and no matter how big it is, we can only solve it in the daytime tomorrow. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at the time again and said, "It's almost five o'clock. If you don't go to bed, I will go to bed. Since some people don't want to see me so much, I should spend some time to deal with it tomorrow."

After speaking, without waiting for Wei Huan's reply, he just said "hang up" and cut off the call.