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

Later, Jian Cong saw Liu Sijian returning to the car from the woods again, and to be honest, he didn't notice anything unusual, his face was clean as before he was beaten, and there were probably bruises all over his body.

Linge was still driving in the driver's seat, Liu Sijian was in the co-pilot, and Yu Changmu was still in the back row with him as before.

Looking at the back of Liu Sijian's head, Jian Cong said without embarrassment, "Your uncle will come with my dad tomorrow night."

Liu Sijian didn't say anything, just "hmm" for a while, and then the four people in the car fell silent like death.

That night, Liu Sijian returned to his room and began to pack his things.

Jian Cong sat cross-legged on his single bed and stared blankly, feeling that he might be suffocated to death by the suffocating embarrassment in the air at any time.

Yu Changmu, as usual, stared at Liu Sijian seriously, without any perception, the supervisor should do his duty.

But halfway through his phone rang.

Yu Changmu glanced at it and took the initiative to report to Jian Cong: "A phone call at work."

Jian Cong became even more embarrassed, as if the two of them were together again: "You go pick yours up, and say hello to me."

Yu Changmu didn't go far, just opened the balcony door of the room, and then closed it.

I don't know if there is one less panting person in the room, but Jian Cong felt that the air was quieter.

Liu Sijian put his body on his back and packed up the charging plugs of his various devices: "He hits people very hard, I feel really angry."

Jian Cong looked at the suitcase in the middle of the aisle, and laughed dryly: "His subordinates have never been serious."

If possible, he never wants to meet Liu Sijian again in his life, because it's really, really, too embarrassing...

But Liu Sijian didn't seem to feel this way, he stuffed all the miscellaneous things back into the suitcase, squatted on the ground facing him and said, "I apologize."

Jian Cong didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Liu Sijian got down on his knees, zipped up the suitcase, and looked at him calmly and sincerely: "I apologize for taking the photo."

Jian Cong choked for a moment: "...Oh."

As long as this matter is done by someone he doesn't know or is familiar with, he won't be as stiff as he is now.

If you want to blame it, you can blame Bo Shifan, the middleman, who made him preconceived, and subconsciously chose to trust Liu Sijian unconditionally, and then he was betrayed...

"I know I'm saying now that I didn't mean to take off my pants and fart, but I did see it by accident, and then the camera was in hand." Liu Sijian never felt that he was a gentleman, but he didn't want to be a villain either.

He slightly looked up at Jian Congping and explained: "I haven't touched your clothes. Maybe you are afraid of the heat, and you couldn't sleep well because of heat stroke that day. After I took the scene that Director Hu wanted, I went to the bathroom and came out and found that you The quilt kicked off."

At that time, Jian Cong was hunched over and facing the wall, his pajamas were messed up, and a large part of his back was exposed.

Liu Sijian didn't have other ideas at first, he approached because Bo Shifan specifically told Jian Cong that he was greedy for cold, and wanted to help Jian Cong pull the quilt, so as not to suffer from heatstroke and just happened to catch a cold.

But Jian Cong's sleeping appearance is really not good. He pulled the quilt once and was kicked off once, and was kicked off once when he pulled the quilt. Sit down on the edge of the bed.

But it was this sitting that went wrong.

Jian Cong's struggle to kick off the quilt just now caused the pajamas on his body to be separated directly. The top was rubbed up to his chest, revealing fair and delicate skin with flexible texture. When Wa made a human being, he was good at comparison, young and charming, exuding a different kind of hormone.

Liu Sijian is a professional photographer, but he couldn't resist the temptation of "beautiful scenery", so he took the camera next to him by mistake.

When he realized what he had done, the shutter had already been pressed, so he could look at the photo on the screen again... and he was a little reluctant to delete it.

Liu Sijian was lucky for a while, thinking that he didn't show his face anyway, and no one would be able to match him. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Yu Changmu, the only one among so many people who had a chance of recognizing him.

No matter how many more, Liu Sijian did not continue to explain to Jian Cong, but only apologized to him for the second time, saying that the photos had been deleted, and he could check his camera if he wanted to check.

Jian Cong was even more embarrassed: "If you turn it over, you can delete it."

After listening to his few words, he probably knew that he might have misunderstood that Liu Sijian took off his clothes on purpose, because it was a fact that he was greedy for coolness, and it was also a fact that he didn't sleep well, so...

"When your dad and uncle come tomorrow night, I should be asked to formally apologize again. I will tell Director Hu about resigning from the group. As for the reason for resigning from the group, whether you want to make it public to the group depends on what your father thinks." Tell me." Liu Sijian remained calm throughout the whole process, and even smiled at Jian Cong at the end.

Seeing him like this, Jian Cong felt even more complicated. If Liu Sijian really wanted to announce to the group that Liu Sijian had withdrawn from the group because he secretly took photos of him nude|photos, then it would really not save Liu Sijian any face.... ..

"Although I definitely hope to be more decent, but I can do it, just obey the arrangement." Liu Sijian zipped up the last section of the suitcase as he said this, patted his knees and got up from the ground, "Director Hu should be divided into new ones tomorrow." Here is the PD for you, you have injured your foot and rest well, I will leave first.”

Jian Cong watched him go to the door blankly, opened his mouth and felt that he should say something, but didn't know where to start.

In the end, Liu Sijian suddenly thought of something, stood at the door, stopped and smiled and said, "Actually, most people still like me, but you and Yu Changmu don't seem to be able to accept it."

Jian Cong finally couldn't help it: "Can ordinary people accept being kissed secretly?"

Although he was not as obvious as Yu Changmu, sometimes Jian Cong felt that he seemed out of tune with everyone.

Liu Sijian didn't seem surprised that Jian Cong knew about it, and thought for a while and said, "I haven't kissed anyone else secretly, and I don't know what will happen to them, but it's also a tacit way of expressing my position. If the other party treats me It's not interesting, it's natural to be distant, and then I can act at my discretion, whether to give up or continue."

If he decides to continue, the other party can also understand his determination.

Jian Cong thought it seemed reasonable, but he really couldn't accept it.

"It's just not suitable, but it's not a big deal." Suddenly, it was Liu Sijian comforting Jian Cong. He dragged the suitcase with one hand and put the other in his coat pocket, "It's also very good. I can stick to the bottom line in my heart. Standard, it’s always been good.”

It was only now that Liu Sijian finally understood how Yu Changmu was better than Jian Cong.But he had a bad heart and didn't intend to tell Jian Cong.

When Yu Changmu returned from the balcony after answering the phone, Liu Sijian had already left, and Jian Cong was staring at the ceiling with his head up.

Seeing his expression, Yu Changmu swallowed the words he was going to say, and closed the balcony door instead: "No matter what his reasons are, the result will not change, you are right."

Jian Cong's eyes continued to be dull, and his brain obviously couldn't handle the twists and turns in the middle of this matter. It's not a soft heart or something...

"Even if there is a mistake, it's my fault. I broke the matter." Yu Changmu said as he landed on one knee, trying to lift up Jian Cong's pajama pants.

Jian Cong used to be a dead fish, but now his instep suddenly touched something icy cold, and immediately sat up like an electric shock: "Ice is dead!"

Yu Changmu had no choice but to rub his hands back and forth. The temperature difference between day and night is indeed huge here.

He just stood on the balcony to answer the phone for a moment, and his whole body was blown thoroughly by the cold night wind: "Let me see if your feet are serious."

Jian Cong pursed his mouth, and lifted his trouser leg to show him: "It's just that there is a swelling on the ankle. I guess it will hurt for another day tomorrow, and I can walk the day after tomorrow."

Yu Changmu felt that his hands were still a little cold, so in the end he just knelt in front of the bed and looked carefully, and didn't touch them again: "Then be careful not to get hot water yourself, and wash up later and let Linger help you."

Jian Cong immediately rolled his eyes, retracted his feet and laughed at himself and turned over on the bed: "When people chase people, they always give hints and give explicit hints, catch up when they have opportunities, and create opportunities when they don't have opportunities, stalking. Only you, inexplicably."

Obviously, the opportunity to help take a bath is close at hand, so he made a fool of himself and reported Ringer's name.

Yu Changmu looked at the thin back of the person on the bed and was silent for a while: "I can only chase people like this, and no one else has ever chased them before."

Jian Cong pulled the quilt over his head in annoyance, and said ruthlessly: "Useless things."

Yu Changmu couldn't fight back, couldn't fight back, and the slap marks on his face hadn't disappeared before he said to the mountain bag on the bed: "Your father might treat me badly when he comes over tomorrow, so don't contradict him."

Jian Cong stretched out his other intact foot on the spot, and kicked on his leg: "Where is the confidence that I will speak for you, and it would be nice not to let him kill you! Go away, I'm going to sleep! "

Yu Changmu's obedient voice came from outside the quilt: "I put the bruise spray on your bedside table, remember to spray it later."

Jian Cong wanted to ask this person who had been with him all the time, where was the chance to get the medicine, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

Fortunately, Linge appeared at this time and asked for him: "Brother Wayu, when did you buy it?"

Yu Changmu: "As soon as Jian Cong got hurt, I sent a message to the ranch manager and asked him to bring a bottle from the pharmacy when he came back from town."

Linge was overwhelmed with admiration: "Brother, you really did all the good things by touching it quietly."

Yu Changmu didn't respond at all, he just closed the door and went out: "Let's go, rest early."

The sound of footsteps in the room disappeared, and the door lock clicked lightly. As soon as Jian Cong emerged from the quilt, he was "full" by Ringer.

The big eyes of the young man approached with brilliance, and he leaned on his bed excitedly and said, "Brother Jian, are you really not getting back together! The more I look at it, the more I think Brother Yu is good, the kind that moisturizes things silently, like ordinary people. Behave differently!"

So it's also slow to heat up, and I don't feel it at all at first.

Jian Cong shook his head as if he had come here: "Runwu is silent, which means that he is not impatient, and thinks like you that I will definitely get back together with him."

After all, he was a young man, wasn't he just bewitched by Yu Changmu's indomitable energy back then.

"If you like it, you go up." Jian Cong deliberately teased Ringer.

Sure enough, Linge blushed immediately, and hurriedly clarified for himself: "Brother Jian, don't talk nonsense! I just worship, just like I worship you!"

Jian Cong nodded clearly, and then: "Then you and I will have it, and let their CP fans get it right."

But Linge suddenly whispered into Jian Cong's ear shyly, "I don't like men, but I actually like older sisters."

Jian Cong immediately looked at him with admiration.

Ringer: "It's not that Sister Lu is like that! That's too much!"

Jian Cong was amused by his reaction, and said seriously: "You are also quite cute, you can be popular, really."

On the second day, Liu Sijian did not appear in the sight of everyone again.

Someone asked Jian Cong what happened, but Jian Cong didn't know what to say, and it was Xiao Huzi who took the blame for him: "Si Jian is not feeling well, please take a day off to rest in the room to see the situation. If it doesn't work, then Maybe I have to go back to City A to see a doctor, so I can't continue filming."

Looking at Mustache's expression, Jian Cong couldn't guess whether he knew the truth or not, so he could only nod indiscriminately and follow suit.

Fortunately, the new PD assigned to him is about the same age as him, and has many common topics, but it is easy to talk, and he can directly ask for any requests.

It's just that they almost all agreed that Jian Weimin's appearance at night must be shocking, because no matter how Jian Cong greeted Jian Weimin to keep him low-key, Jian Weimin ignored him.

Jian Cong was prepared to expose his identity and accept Fang Lu's "sure enough" eyes, but he never expected Jian Weimin to play "Mission Impossible" for them.

At that time, the two groups of them were having dinner in the hall of the villa, when the ranch manager suddenly appeared from outside with two people carrying luggage, and introduced them: "These two are regular visitors to my ranch, and they come here every summer. For a while, they didn’t greet me in advance when they came this time. It’s hard for people to go back when they’re all at the door, so I can only disturb the two directors, but I’ve already communicated with them, they don’t go out to wander around, just stay in In the villa, it will not affect the shooting, and will not post photos on the Internet."

Mustache heard that the secrecy was guaranteed, but he didn't think it was a big deal: "Just don't spread anything outside."

But when Li Haibo looked up, Bo Shifan just took off his sunglasses from his face.

As one of the witnesses of Jian Cong and Bo Shifan's "adultery" in the clubhouse last time, Li Haibo almost spit out the food from his mouth. What kind of frequent visitors are obviously here to see Xiaoqinger!

Bo Shifan set off, took the initiative to hand over his Leybold Music business card to the two directors present, and smiled kindly: "It's also considered to be a colleague, fate."

Mustache took a closer look, hey, really, he immediately became friendly with people stupidly.

Li Haibo responded back and forth, but he had already glanced at Jian Cong secretly from the corner of his eye, and found that Jian Cong's face was really strange.

But Jian Cong was strange, obviously not because of Bao Shifan.

In front of him, Jian Weimin was dressed in simple casual clothes, and even took off his most beloved global limited edition watch. The total price of all the clothes and accessories from head to toe did not exceed three thousand.

He happily looked at Jian Cong to ask for credit: How about my son, I will treat you well.If you don't want to be exposed, dad and I will cooperate with the performance to prevent you from being exposed.

Jian Cong replied suspiciously: You'd better, don't give me any trouble!

But Bao Shifan felt guilty, and almost immediately took a seat at Jian Cong's unfriendly eyes, thinking that it was because he was blaming him for making random introductions.

Li Haibo boasted that he saw all the undercurrents between the two of them, and thought that Jian Cong was really a good guy, it was outrageous enough to defeat the second child of the Yu family, and he could also defeat his real benefactor to death.

There's something, lad!

Jian Cong, who didn't know anything about Li Haibo's brain supplements, had a guarantee that Jian Weimin would not expose him, but he always had a bad feeling that Jian Weimin couldn't be so honest.

Sure enough, the man skipped him and called Yu Changmu's name in the next second, pretending to be admiring him for a long time, and Baba happily stretched out his hands to shake it: "Hey, you are the second son of the Yu family, right? Thinking of meeting you here, I look forward to it for a long time."

Looking at this, Jian Cong really felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

But Yu Changmu took it in an orderly manner, stood up and gave up his position without being humble or arrogant: "Don't dare to be, you and Mr. Bo haven't had dinner yet, you can sit with me and eat if you don't mind, I'll move an extra chair."

Jian Weimin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect Yu Changmu to handle it so smoothly.

Even though Jian Congdang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he looked up to the sky, knowing that with this uneasy old thing, there must be some suffering in the future.

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The author has something to say:

The mustache looked at Li Haibo with disdain: ... I don't think your eyes and brains are any better than mine.

Sorry sorry, it's too late to work overtime today, and the update is also late, see you at nine o'clock in the evening on the 28th!I can!