After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

With such a large villa built on this ranch, it is naturally impossible to manage it in a closed manner.

On weekdays, the vacant guest rooms will be rented out to receive tourists who come to cultivate themselves or travel.

Therefore, the toilets on each floor, like those hotels and shopping malls outside, have been made into separate, open public toilets for men and women.

Jian Cong left the dining table, and the first thing he did when he walked in without saying a word was to push open the doors of the bathroom cubicles one by one to check.

Check to see if there's a second person in here, or something electronic that shouldn't be here.

Now his mind is full of those three words just now——that's all?

The answer he gave in his heart was still: Isn't that enough?

Is it because the four years when they were in love were students, so it seems that they are not that valuable and not worthy of respect.

Or is he really the only one who is serious.

In the past three years, Jian Cong's heart was actually filled with confusion rather than anger and aggrievedness.

In the past, he always felt that Yu Chang was too late and didn't know how to adapt, but in this matter, it seemed that the whole world thought nothing of it, and only he was taking the truth seriously.

It's just a relationship that didn't end well. How normal is it? Jian Cong sometimes feels that he should forget about Yu Changmu. He can live a good life by himself, but there is always a stubborn voice in his heart that can't go away.

He thought he probably wanted to wait for a reasonable explanation, but it didn't seem like he was.

Now that Yu Changmu came back, did he also feel that with just a few words of coaxing, they can still be the same as before, reconciled as before?

Of course, Pang Xiang didn't think of his own words, what stirred up Jian Cong's thoughts that had been settled for several years.

But now that he has lost his popularity, he is at fault, but he also knows that Wan Zun took the initiative to admit his mistake: "My fault, my fault, I thought Xiao Jian had let go of it long ago, but I didn't expect to be so obsessed with it."

Jiang Fangxie: "After all, we've been talking for four years. If you're really emotional, otherwise you wouldn't be able to talk for so long."

Pang Xiang made an embarrassing face, and echoed again and again: "Yes, yes, it is true that I have lost my mind when I speak."

Li Liming pursed her lips, feeling resentful in her heart: "I told you not to talk about this at the time."

Now that the variety show has just started and the situation is getting stuck, how can we start working next?Anyone who has to make trouble has a bad face.

When others said Pang Xiang, Pang Xiang responded with a good voice, but when he saw his wife, he immediately refuted: "Then I didn't expect him to mind so much, obviously he looks like a person who doesn't care at all! "

When they said these words, Yu Changmu had already raised his foot and followed from his position.

Jian Cong probably doesn't even know how red the back of his neck is now.

After checking the cubicle in the bathroom, he was about to turn around and close the door of the bathroom when he saw the man in his mind quietly appearing to help him close it.

Jian Cong showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Is it really hard to get through the toilet?"

Yu Changmu closed the door for a moment of silence, then turned around and locked it: "Director Li asked me to come."

This is not his nonsense.

As soon as Li Haibo saw Jian Cong get up and pass in front of them, he started to pat Yu Changmu's arm: "Good guy, this lack of heart made the child angry, the whole back of the neck is red, what a crime."

Then he saw that Yu Changmu did not respond after being photographed by him, and he was anxious: "Go, if you don't go at this time, when will you wait? You can't even turn around this small turn!"

Jian Cong said lightly, "I have nothing to tell you when you come."

Before, Jian Cong was furious and Yu Changmu could bear it; so could Yu Changmu who was mean; but standing in front of the sink with downcast eyes and restrained emotions like now, Yu Changmu couldn't bear it.

The young man had a sharp chin, and there was no trace of blood on his fair face. He just stood quietly with the person in the mirror, one on the left and one on the right. The whole person exuded negativity from the inside to the outside, which was completely opposite to his usual smile.

Yu Changmu learned from the experience of last time, and kept himself in place very restrainedly, not approaching him: "I can explain to you what happened before, but..."

"But not now?" Jian Cong helped him finish his lines, and then pulled the corner of his mouth in a mocking manner, "After three years of making up a reason, you just made up such a thing, do you think that as long as your reason is valid, I will definitely Make up with you?"

Although Jian Cong admits that he is impulsive and incomplete in considering things, he is not a fool.

Jian Weimin's permission for him to enter the entertainment industry not only satisfies his obsession with helping his mother settle her wish, but also appeases his broken love.

Jian Cong wasn't sure about the subtext behind this connivance, whether he wanted him to do something he liked, and then stop messing around.

Yu Changmu has never been very good at defending himself, and he is not used to defending himself, but he knows what Jian Cong really cares about.

The process of harm has already been done, and it is by no means as simple as a sentence sounds.

However, just as he said "I", a female voice suddenly came from outside the locked door: "Hey, is the men's room locked?"

Ringer, who was standing at the door, turned his head and saw the screenwriter's sister coming to use the toilet, and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands: "Ah, it's okay, I'll go to the other side to use it."

Then, what passed through the door was a flurry of footsteps going away.

Yu Changmu and Jian Cong were silent for a while, and they didn't know how long Linge had been listening at the door, but they never knocked.

The screenwriter thought that the men's toilet was locked for maintenance when she saw Linge's behavior, but as soon as she started to walk towards the women's toilet, the door creaked open, and Jian Cong came out from inside.

The screenwriter was stunned: "You are inside..."

"Yeah." Before Jian Cong walked away, he simply nodded to her as a greeting, and then the screenwriter saw that there was not only Jian Cong in the toilet, but also Yu Changmu standing behind him.

The screenwriter's agile brain circuit "ding", then these two people just locked the door in the toilet...

"He's not in a good mood." Yu Changmu explained that he was an old classmate who came to comfort him, and explained in one sentence.

The screenwriter blinked to express his understanding, and nodded.

She didn't say anything, but she felt in her heart that if she wanted to say that she was in a bad mood, then Yu Changmu's face would look even worse, almost sinking to the point of dripping water.

——Because when Jian Cong walked around him and left just now, he declared almost indifferently: "I'm not kidding you, Yu Changmu, stay away from me."

Yu Changmu grabbed him: "I won't ask you to forgive me. If I have worked so hard that I don't know how to work hard and you still think it's not good, then I will leave. But the premise is that I must take what I think is necessary. things are done completely.”

This sentence has been held back in Yu Changmu's mind for too long, and the word order and wording have been revised countless times.

But Jian Cong just shook off his hand and sneered, "It's up to you."

At this moment, Ringer, who has gone far away, has a fast heartbeat. At the end, did Jian Cong mean what he meant by the "reconciliation" that he said to Yu Changmu?

No, it might just be ordinary friends having conflicts.

But Jian Cong answered Pang Xiang's talk about the university for four years, after all, from Jian Cong's graduation to now, it happened to match the three years he said to Yu Changmu...

Linge wasn't sure if it was because he had thoughts about Yu Changmu, so when he heard the conversation between the two, he also felt that Jian Cong had something to do with Yu Changmu.

On the other side, the screenwriter who broke into the corner where he eavesdropped was in a more complicated mood. In just a short trip to the toilet, his mind was full of thoughts.

After she came out, she first sat in the corner and looked at Jian Cong and Yu Changmu, who were separated from the two camps, for a while, and then her gaze turned to the absent-minded Linge.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and germinate immediately.

When the variety show continued to shoot, Pang Xiang formally apologized to Jian Cong.

The director team also communicated with several guests about the current conflict, and with the approval of the two parties, they reached an unanimous decision not to delete this scene.

Jian Cong also seemed to have adjusted his mentality, except that the back of his neck was still a little red, and he was able to speak to everyone with a smile on his face: "Maybe it's because the glass heart just exploded."

Li Liming felt very guilty: "Understood, I have also talked about this kind of long-term love before, and it was difficult to get out. I blame Pang Xiang, and I didn't think about it."

Pang Xiang nodded repeatedly to admit his mistake.

Pang Xiang and Li Liming are models after all, handsome men and beautiful women are quite photogenic, apologizing is pleasing to the eye and sincere.

Originally, Jian Cong reassured her with a few words of "it's okay" and let it go, but it was Fang Lu's look at Jian Cong, which was too out of place with everyone.

So when it was later picked, the director team arranged a separate segment for Fang Lu as to why she looked at Jian Cong that way at the time.

Ask her if she doesn't like Jian Cong.

Fang Lu said bluntly: "At the beginning, I really didn't like the little boy Jian Cong, and I prefer the shy and clean ones like Ringer, because they are obviously not bad, but they just don't know how to express themselves, so they often let me Distressed and anxious."

Subtitle question【Didn't the director team pre-arrange the conflicting script between the two of you? 】

Fang Lu: "Ah, not this one. In fact, the director team didn't let me shoot the horse riding Vlog before. I insisted on doing it myself. The director team took the blame for me, so Jian Cong helped me shoot a good-looking Vlog. I am very happy. I'm grateful to him, but it doesn't conflict with how small I think he is, and I'm annoyed that others are insincere and hiding it. That's what Jian Cong gave me."

Regarding this matter, Fang Lu was arranged, so Jian Cong would naturally be arranged.

When Jian Cong was asked what he thought of Fang Lu's attitude towards him, Fang Lu was straightforward, and he was even more straightforward, smiling directly and pointing the finger at the program crew.

"Strictly speaking, this should be the responsibility of your program group. Because Sister Lu is obviously upset that you put the emphasis on me, an idol who is nothing, and asked you to find someone else to act as a pawn." The guest said it was different, which made her feel that you didn't take her seriously, so there is nothing wrong with being unfriendly to me, I can accept it, but it may be that my boss is more prone to sleeplessness haha."

At that time, Mustache and the screenwriter were listening to Jian Cong's words, feeling happy and worried.

The joy is that Jian Cong is indeed a person who has read the book. The angle of view of the problem, the level of the viewpoint, and the humor of the descriptive words are quite attractive.

What is worrying is that Jian Cong pokes the question too hard, making them reluctant to delete it even if they want to delete it. In the end, they can only break the pot, fight it, and broadcast it all together.

Fortunately, it was precisely their gamble that made Jian Cong's answer with a perfect score for both quotients and laid a decisive foundation for the popularity of the entire variety show.

Because no matter which guest is wrong, it will offend people, but if you talk about the program group, it will not.

Not only will you not, but the audience will also empathize with you and feel that you are frank and dare to speak.

And in the 10 minutes when Jian Cong called for a break, the film team finally got news from Weiwei—the plane landed and will be there soon.

In the past two days, the Variety Show Team may have noticed that they were being polite to Jian Congneng because of Yu Changmu, so they got fatter and directly contacted Weiwei, asking if they could invite her to show their face in the variety show. Prices are negotiable.

After all, movie stars like Weiwei and Fang Lu have never been on a variety show before, and their appearance is their first variety show, and there is a price but no market.

In the end, I don't know if it is really auspicious.When Weiwei heard the request, he was unexpectedly straightforward.

The whole process went smoothly, and Mustache was still dazed after hanging up the phone.

Jiang Fangxie is a fan of Weiwei, and he didn't just pretend to follow the script.

Right now, he is really nervous to be around: "Sister Weiwei, what did you say about Director Hu, did you agree?"

Mustache's expression was a little strange: "A promise is a promise..."

Jiang Fangxie stomped his feet and clenched his fists happily: "I promised you, why aren't you excited?"

Mustache: "...Because she thanked me in turn? If she said we didn't contact her, she might ask us."

Everyone: "?"

Li Haibo and the others also said: "?"

I haven't heard that Weiwei still has interest and plans to appear in variety shows...

Even Fang Lu couldn't help frowning, suspecting that Weiwei wanted to play something new with her.

The variety show group and the movie group had two dining tables inside and outside the villa, all looking forward to Weiwei's bus.

Mei Feier faced the camera, and sighed while eating: "I have always wanted to see Miss Weiwei, but I didn't have a chance. I didn't expect to see her in the last variety show."

Jiang Fangxie originally wanted to say, "Sister Weiwei can act in every pore", but suddenly remembered something and changed to a euphemistic compliment: "It is said that I take good care of myself."

Li Liming nodded: "The magazines I often work with say that sister Weiwei can't tell her age, and she never has a close-up without makeup...Why are you pestering me?"

Pang Xiang was in despair at his wife's elm head, Fang Lu was still panting on the table, she was the one who boasted most blatantly.

Pang Xiang could only frantically feed his daughter-in-law: "Too thin, talk less, eat more!"

Mei Fei'er seemed unintentional: "Pang Xiang, you are a really straight man, and you look down on our sister Lu's belly too much, so I can't even listen to your praise of sister Weiwei."

Fang Lu rolled her eyes directly, and if she seized the opportunity, she might not be called Mei Feier if she didn't act like a monster.

She simply asked the quiet person beside her, "Xiaolin, don't you like Weiwei?"

Linger once again won the honor of Fang Lu's roll call, and touched his nose in embarrassment: "I like it too."

So Fang Lu began to think that he didn't know how to fight: "If you like it, just chat with everyone. It's a fact that Weiwei's acting skills are good."

Linge nodded obediently, and his heart was not as panicked as before. After all, the seat he was sitting now was arranged by Fang Lu alone.

Fang Lu on the left and Jian Cong on the right said that there are many shots.

At the whole dining table, it seems that only Jian Cong is busy eating seriously.

He had eaten such a hard two-bite pancake for breakfast, and was concentrating on stewing beef brisket with tomato, when he was startled by Fang Lu's voice: "What about Jian Cong?"

The beef brisket was so frightened that it slipped on the chopsticks and almost fell out of the bowl.

Jian Cong coughed and explained, "I usually watch less movies and more TV dramas."

I mean, I haven't seen it at all.

I haven't read Weiwei's, nor Fang Lu's, so I don't want to participate in their discussions, I just want to make a living.

Having said that, if someone tells you that a big star passed by your house downstairs, no matter whether you know this star or not, like this star or not, you will inevitably go to the window and look down.

Now everyone is in such a simple state of mind, the staff of the two groups rushed to the gate of the ranch.

Jiang Fangxie obviously wanted to go with him, holding the chopsticks in his hands, and turned his head to look over there, his neck was almost broken.

In the end, it was Mayfair who had the courage to not let go of any chance to greet Fang Lu, so she got up and told Mustache that they wanted to go with her.

Xiao Huzi felt that this dramatic episode was an excellent material, and with a generous wave of his hand, several guests immediately got up from their seats and left, and their respective follow-up PDs also carried the cameras to follow.

Linger saw that everyone had gone, and he actually wanted to go too, but Jian Cong held his chopsticks as firmly as Mount Tai, and he was a little embarrassed by himself.

Jian Cong stuffed five flowers into his mouth: "You go, I will help you press the table, and you can't leave Sister Lu alone."

Hearing this, Linge looked at Fang Lu again.

Fang Lu was very gentle to him from the beginning to the end: "It's okay Xiaolin, you go, it's a rare chance to meet a big star."

Linger looked at the crowded crowd in the distance, and with Fang Lu's repeated encouragement, he finally passed by alone.

Fewer guests at the table means fewer cameras, and fewer cameras means fewer staff.

Liu Sijian, as one of the few photographers staying in the field, deliberately gave Jian Cong several close-ups of "Eating and Broadcasting" with the corner of his mouth raised.

Fang Lu originally thought that Jian Cong was just putting on a show, and it was some kind of out-of-the-ordinary means to gain a position, but it turned out that Jian Cong's food was really delicious.

Among all the people, the rice in his bowl was the fastest. After taking a serious inhalation, he had already started to grab the rice bowl and put it into his mouth.

Looks really hungry.

Through the camera, Liu Sijian, who couldn't eat, was greedy.

Fang Lu finally couldn't hold back: "Then do you usually follow stars?"

"Follow me, I have a rock band I like very much."

Jian Cong finished chewing quickly before making a sound, his small red mouth was stained with water, and under the fill light, his eyes flashed moistly together, and he looked at Fang Lu's showdown sincerely: "If you meet Weiwei in other places, Sister, I will definitely go first, but my boss is really scared by me, so let me and you must establish a good relationship."

Zhang Sinan didn't know if he sensed his indifference.

In order to make him pay attention to this issue, he specially packaged Fang Lu's ex-boyfriend, current boyfriend, and background contacts who pursued the reserve service in one file and sent it to him.

There is even a network diagram of extended relationships.I hope he will read it carefully, get a deep understanding, try to draw inferences from one instance, and keep it in his heart.

So since Fang Lu and Weiwei have a bad relationship, Jian Cong decided not to join in the fun, and it was rare to find an opportunity to stand in line to show his determination.

It was not in vain that Zhang Sinan worried about him.

In the end, even if this was the case, Jian Cong still couldn't escape.

Because he didn't go to Shan, Shan came directly and "knocked" on his door.

Weiwei got off the bus, didn't even have time to pack her luggage, rushed out of the crowd and came to their variety show filming location, first said: "Where's Xiao Jane? Why didn't I see Xiao Jian, I'm his fan!"

Jian Cong almost choked the mutton directly into his throat.

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