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

Yu Changmu seldom browses hot searches, and has no idea about Jian Cong's revelations.

It's only because the production crew is done today, and the staff members are all holding their mobile phones. No matter who he passes by, it's hard to miss the face on the screen that he knows so well.

When Yu Changmu saw Jian Cong clearly, he stopped in his tracks: "...What is this, live broadcast?"

Xiao Xiaochang Wu was very flattered.

The leading actor Yu Changmu, who can make the director change the script with just a flick of an eyebrow, actually took the initiative to talk to him: "That's right! Jian Cong blasted his former teammate, oh, Jian Cong was drafted for "The Age of Pi"..."

"I know who Jian Cong is." Yu Changmu interrupted abruptly.

Surprise appeared again in the field manager's eyes: "I thought you were not interested in the draft."

Yu Changmu is generally not impressed.

But he didn't say much on his cold face, he simply confirmed that the live broadcast could be viewed on Weibo and left.

The scene manager immediately found his companion to be amazed: "I thought the young master was just acting out of his hobby, and he cared about the entertainment industry."

The companion made a serious statement: "Why do you think he went down to earth, I heard that there is an ex who is in the circle..."

Good guy, the field manager looked at Yu Changmu's back with admiration.

He thought that this person was as abstinent and cold as he looked, but he didn't expect such a long love behind his back.

Yu Changmu left the crew without taking off his makeup. He simply signaled to his assistant and walked towards the parking lot.

The assistant has been with Yu Changmu for two years, and followed behind and consciously reported: "Today's "Age of Pie" was a group night, Brother Jian was in a bad mood and drank too much, and Ke Yiran's fans provoked him under his Weibo again, Brother Jian It just exploded all the information about Ke Yiran's dating, cheating, and secretly filming sex|love videos, and now it's live broadcasting, and Weibo is almost paralyzed."

Yu Changmu didn't care about anything else at all: "Is he still broadcasting live when he's drunk?"

The assistant nodded: "The agent came to the door directly, and Brother Jian didn't open it either."

Yu Changmu listened, feeling that the situation was not as serious as he imagined.

Until he got into the RV and saw Jian Cong taking off one piece of clothing after returning from the bathroom.

Yu Changmu couldn't sit still for an instant.

He resolutely clicked on the top note that he hadn't spoken to for many years: Don't take it off, and then the live broadcast room will be blocked!

Jian Cong on the screen cursed before realizing: "Oh! I'm drunk!"

He must not have woken up now, otherwise how could this dog man who had been dead for several years be willing to send him a message!

Then Jian Cong seriously threw the phone on the sofa, and crawled back to the bedroom to sleep.

The familiar ceiling of the apartment was once again left to the live broadcast room, and the screen was full of question marks.

Yu Changmu also didn't expect that he would contact Jian Cong after three years, and Jian Cong would react like this, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

A new message came in soon on WeChat.

[Jian: Did you find him? 】

Yu Changmu thought that this person didn't watch the live broadcast, and replied: Why didn't you just block his live broadcast room and watch him take off his clothes while you were watching.

[Jian: You beat me to the front, are you ready to meet him?]

Yu Changmu's original plan was not so fast, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of his mouth: I don't know now, when he wakes up tomorrow, he probably wants to tear me apart.

After all, it was a four-year relationship, but when he was graduating from university, he didn't even break up with him, and disappeared without a word until now.

With Jian Cong's temper, it would be polite to only say that he is "bastard".

The person with the all-black profile picture at the other end of the chat box simply replied "OK", and the assistant driving in front had already reminded: "Here we are, Brother Yu."

Yu Changmu nodded and put away his phone, put on his mask and got out of the RV.

In front of him is his palace-like home.

Counting from when he finally returned to China last year, today should be exactly one year.

The servant at home was obviously taken aback when he saw him, and then quickly expressed joy with the parents who rushed to the door after hearing the news: "Why do you want to go home today? Is it hot with the mask on? Take it off."

As Mother Yu spoke, she wanted to reach out to help Yu Changmu get it.

Yu Changmu avoided it coldly: "Come back and take a look at my brother before leaving. I have a cold and don't want to pass it on to him."

Yu Changmu usually stays in a separate residence outside, if not because his brother is at home, he would not come back for a day.

"Do you have a cold?"

In the room, the man wearing a blanket and sitting on the head of the bed has already heard the servant's report, and his picturesque brows are full of smiles.

"Lied to them."

Yu Changmu closed the door and squeezed off the mask, revealing a very similar face to the person on the bed.

Jian Cong opened his eyes in the bedroom the next day, his mind was busy setting off fireworks, his temples were protruding, but he just vaguely remembered that he probably did something fun after drinking, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

He wanted to move himself off the bed.

As a result, as soon as he moved his neck, the waist bar began to crack, and his arms, lower back, and knees were all bruised and purple, which made Jian Cong dumbfounded.

He drank as much as he drank, why did he fight with someone?

Jian Cong tried his best to retrieve the memory fragments everywhere with his brain disturbed by the electric drill.

He brushed his teeth, remembering that he ran to Diagonal to eat barbecue yesterday;

He washed his face, remembering that he had quarreled with the owner of the barbecue shop, and fell asleep in the taxi with the window pressed;

He went to the bathroom, remembering that he had crawled in yesterday, and guessed that the bruises on his arms and legs were from that time.

Then he went to the living room and saw his cell phone with a dead battery on the sofa...

Jian Cong's pupils trembled, and he remembered everything!

He even rolled and crawled over to say "fuck" fiercely, and the hands that fumbled for the charger had already started to tremble.

Then quietly waited for half a minute when it was turned on, Jian Cong couldn't explain his mood clearly, but subconsciously stood on tiptoe and shook his legs.

After he entered the power-on password, the mobile phone was stuck and shut down due to the frantic influx of messages.

The classmates and friends I knew before, the teammates I met in the shabby draft...

Those who have a good relationship, those who have a bad relationship; those who just watch the excitement, those who ask for gossip, those who are anxious to give him anti-alcoholic medicine...

And his poor agent brother.

Jian Cong thought he had set Do Not Disturb for this person last night, but he scrolled down the list.

Good guy, the boss, colleagues, and juniors of the brokerage company, everyone is neat and tidy, and the right side of the chat box shows a bell that has been barred.

Leaving aside the very few who exceeded the standard, there were twenty or thirty unread messages per person.

Jian Cong's absence for one night made Weibo look different.

Later, according to the description of the manager brother, when he broke the news and started the live broadcast, there were only one or two hot searches.

Because in addition to Ke Yiran, it also involved the trading of debut positions on the platform, the popularity of the topic was once combined by many parties to suppress it together.

But things quickly turned around an hour after he fell asleep-Ke Yiran's "girlfriends" made an appointment and collectively blew up the pot.

Chat records, photos, audio, and video were all shaken out.

Not counting Ke Yiran's appointments, there were three of them who were in a romantic relationship at the same time, and one of them was even a boy.

The hot search list was directly bloodbathed, and the sky and the sky were covered with Ke Yiran's scumbag deeds that disqualified his idol.

When Jian Cong woke up and clicked on Weibo, it was ripe and the matter had been settled.

No matter how Jian Cong browses the relevant topics, what can be seen between the lines is nothing more than "Ke Yiran is gone".

As for the second most intuitive change.

That is, Jian Cong's Weibo fans soared from 200 to [-] to [-] million overnight!

Jane Cong is red!

But at this moment, the person who should have got his wish, looked at the screenshots and small videos of the live broadcast frantically reprinted by those marketing accounts, but there was no joy on his face.

Not only was she unhappy, Jian Cong had never been so speechless in her life.

He studied hard for three years, and no one watched him singing and dancing in the talent show. Now, the tattered live broadcast that he drank and frantic all night was turned into a pearl.

Jian Cong couldn't understand what kind of medicine everyone was taking wrongly when they were boasting about their cuteness to these things, which in his eyes were completely slanderous.

The most outrageous thing is that countless netizens went to his Weibo to light candles and burn incense while he was drunk and sleeping.

What about "My younger brother must have been so desperate when his debut position was robbed, he was alone and helpless", "It is said that Ke Yi's background is very tough, and he will definitely be punished and retaliated";

What "If you are not blocked, I will be your fan forever", "The hammers of the ladies and sisters have all come down, and none of the other trainees have stood up to speak out, rubbish";

"My Jian Bao won't reach the peak when he debuts", "I don't want to walk the wrong path, I just want you to be here when I wake up tomorrow"...

Jian Cong swiped to the back, and even saw "I hope I don't get to know you in this way again next time, put your hands together. jpg", and she just stared blankly.

Those who knew knew that he drank a meal, but those who didn't know thought that he drank for a week and missed an entire season of the series.

Didn't he just blow the news?

It's not enough to make it look like a grassroots hero who punishes evil, promotes good, and eliminates harm for the people, but is about to die heroically.

Jian Cong fell silent while holding his mobile phone, feeling rather unreal in the face of a pile of data.

Is he really red?It's that simple?

Jian Cong always felt that he had forgotten something.

So he sat cross-legged on the sofa with his chicken nest head on his head and dull eyes.

About 1 minutes passed.

Jian Cong slapped his thigh fiercely, it turned out that the people at home who had been chattering in his ears all day had disappeared!

Such a big thing happened, but no one came to him!This is very wrong.

Jian Weimin should be the first to rush to his apartment and set off firecrackers to celebrate that he will finally be banned from the entertainment industry!

Jian Cong dragged his head into the bathroom, deciding to get himself out of the hangover and start a new life.

Overnight, there were too many changes, but at least the lunch he made with someone would not change.

Before going out at noon, Jian Cong hesitated for a few seconds whether to wear a mask or not.

Finally, I carried it in my pocket with full of vanity, and decided to observe Uncle Wang who was also surfing 5G downstairs.

On the other end, Yu Changmu almost recited his lines under the camera again, and finally asked the director for a break.

The director of their crew is a fat man with a beard and no surnames in the crew, just call him fat director.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, the fat director decided not to continue filming. He raised his chin towards the assistant director, smiled and told everyone to go to dinner: "It's hot, rest early today. It just so happens that the producer will come over soon, and wants to see Xiao Yu."

Naturally, the assistant director didn't cooperate, but the surrounding staff secretly gave each other a few glances.

Other little-known actors wanted to see investors, but they were all yearning and begging.

Only Yu Changmu was begged by the management.

As soon as the fat director got into the car at the clubhouse, he rubbed his hands and flattered Yu Changmu: "Xiao Yu didn't sleep last night, okay? Is it because your home is too far away from the crew, or let them let you stay alone in a nearby star-rated hotel?" Get one."

Yu Changmu was absent-minded all day today because he couldn't hold back the message to Jian Cong last night, but fortunately, it didn't affect the shooting.

This fat guide is professional, but he is really greasy.

Yu Changmu didn't even bother to explain to him, he just shook his head.

The fat guide saw his reluctance, so he obediently stopped asking.

It doesn't matter if the second young master of Dongming Real Estate is not from a major, he took a fancy to his little director's little script to give him face.

What's more, Yu Changmu's acting skills are indeed not bad, which is quite unexpected, so the whole group must make a good offering of this Buddha.

Buddha leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and meditated, and did not speak.

Those who accompanied them in a car didn't dare to drive, they stifled their words, and walked quietly all the way to the entrance of the clubhouse.

The producer suddenly glanced at a person through the car window: "Damn it, is that the one who started the live broadcast last night?"

Buddha opened his eyes for a second: "Which one?"

Everyone was taken aback, they didn't expect him to react to this.

The producer hesitated to point to the young man wearing a mask waiting at the entrance of the clubhouse: "I'm not sure, but it looks like..."

Probably because we haven't seen each other for too long, Yu Changmu himself didn't know what he was thinking at that time.

His body was faster than his brain, and before he could react, his hand was already on the handlebar, ready to open the door.

However, the person in the field of vision moved.

He saw a man in a heavy suit getting out of the car next to him. Jian Cong stepped forward a few steps, plunged into the man's arms and complained, "Why did you come here!"

Caught off guard to eat melon, the whole car was shocked.

Only Yu Changmu immediately pursed his lips and fell silent.

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