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

Yu Changmu sometimes felt that he was paying off a debt.

His brother is excellent and loved by everyone, because his brother worked hard and paid what he should pay early.

He has been avoiding this family for more than 20 years. Knowing that he probably won't be able to escape in the end, he still dragged it to meet Jian Cong with that little luck.

Even when he was in love with Jian Cong, he had a faint intuition in his heart that there would be a day when Jian Weimin would attack him, but he couldn't resist the temptation after all, and he still made a wish with Jian Cong on his birthday every year, hoping to be unlucky forever.

Now think about it is all cause and effect.

There are no chemical companies in the small town on the side of the ranch. At night, the stars in the sky are extraordinarily bright, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Yu Changmu, who gave the jacket, only had a thin bottoming short sleeve on his body. He took the last two puffs of cigarettes in his hand against the cold wind, and put them into the ashtray of the trash can next to him: "Put on your jacket, don't catch a cold."

Then Jian Cong didn't need to respond, he turned around and went back through the side door after he finished speaking, consciously leaving the space for Jian Cong.

Jian Cong was still squatting on the steps, unceremoniously wrapped in Yu Changmu's warm coat, and his entire vest was warmed up in the dark night. He tried to shrink himself even tighter, but inadvertently saw the ash hole in the ash groove. More than one cigarette butt.

There were three cigarette butts of the same color and brand lying on the white stone, which meant that Yu Changmu had just smoked three in a row.

No wonder the coat was still smelly with such a strong wind blowing. Yu Changmu just said something to him.

【"When did you learn to smoke?"】

【"while missing you."】

Jian Cong's sluggish nerves only reacted now, and Yu Changmu said that he missed him.

It seems that he also said that he has finally stepped out of his comfort zone and started to force himself to do things he doesn't like but wants to do.

And this "thing" is obviously not to inherit the family business, but to stand with him justifiably.

It would be a lie to say that Jian Cong was not moved, but after all, there was three years of no contact between them, even if they were ambiguous, it always seemed that there was a layer of separation between them, and they didn't know how to break through.

Jian Cong sat on the steps blankly for a while, and was interrupted by a sudden vibration in his pocket just as he wanted to get up.

[Qichen: Is it convenient to speak now? 】

Jian Cong tucked a few fingers into the cuff of Yu Changmu's coat, only the tip of his index finger was exposed, poked on the call button on the screen, and called him directly.

Qi Chen answered quickly, and at the beginning he explained the purpose of his visit: "Your father just came to me and said that you came back from recording a variety show, and he wants to make a welcome banquet for you in person, and let me go home with you."

Jian Cong said "Oh", he really didn't expect Jian Weimin to be so anxious, he stared at his toes and said, "Then you go back with me, I'll treat you to dinner and wait until another day, his invitation doesn't count. "

The other end smiled happily twice, said "OK", and then the two fell into silence again.

Jian Cong blinked and was actually a little dazed.

In his concept, when making a voice call, there should be many or very important things to say, instead of: "Just talk about this?"

Qi Chen didn't think there was anything wrong: "Just say this."

Jian Cong was a little annoyed. Could it be that there is still a gap in age? Is there a generation gap: "Why don't you just send a message and make a special phone call?"

Qi Chen paused on the other end of the phone: "I thought you would also want to hear me a little bit."

Jian Cong hugged his knees for a moment.

Qi Chen was right.

If they had a crush on each other, they would definitely be happy to communicate with each other even if they had nothing to do. As a result of his current reaction... the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Qichen reassured him generously: "It's okay, I didn't list the topics on the paper as agreed with you when I called you, I also have a problem."

Jian Cong felt even more guilty, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to confirm with someone again about the pick-up on the day he went back after recording the variety show, as if this would reduce his guilt a little.

That night, the film group received their spa reward as promised, and went happily, while the staff of the variety show group, who had worked so hard for so long, were very depressed.

It's fine if we don't let them go to the spa together, and because we have to fight for the bus, we don't even let them go back early.

It is inevitable for everyone to be paralyzed in the waiting hall, but the effect of the program is only when there is a comparison of rewards and punishments.

Mustache directed the cameraman of the program group to stand at the front of the hall, taking pictures of everyone's "bereaved dogs" and sending them directly to the variety show official Weibo.

As soon as Ringer finished taking pictures, he immediately raised his head and started looking for Jian Cong again.

In the past few days, their boss often couldn't find Jian Cong, so he didn't want his agent brother to be the middleman between them, and directly contacted Ringer one-on-one.

So thanks to Jian Cong, Linge suddenly added Zhang Sinan's WeChat account.

Right now, Ringer was looking around to see where Jian Cong was, and Jian Cong appeared in front of everyone wearing a coat that didn't belong to him but looked familiar, clapped his hands with a few smiles and said, "Then what, everyone want to go Going to a spa?"

A short sentence quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

The antennas on everyone's heads, which had been languishing all night, were all erected again at this moment, but because the surprise came so suddenly, it was like a dream, and no one dared to answer in a daze.

Jian Cong shook the mobile phone in his hand and continued: "I have a friend who happened to know the boss here, and he said it was hard work for everyone, so he invited everyone to go to the spa together."

As soon as this sentence came out, the crowd immediately became restless.

"seriously?"

"Is it so good, can so many of us go?"

"What did Director Hu say, can we go?"

For a moment, the mustache immediately became the focus of the crowd, and everyone was eager to cast their gazes on him rather enthusiastically.

"Is it okay, Director Hu?" Jian Cong helped everyone ask the questions in their hearts.

Mustache looked at him, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Of course it's okay to treat someone, so how does this work?"

Jian Cong followed the good advice: "My friend has already said hello to the boss, everyone just go in."

but……

"Where did you get your friend from?" Mustache also asked everyone's aspirations.

If Jian Cong's family has a small background and relationship, it's not surprising that everyone sees that he has such a good relationship with Yu Changmu, but after all, there are a hundred or so crew members, and it's a bit expensive to treat all of them to the spa.

Jian Cong had already thought of an excuse, and said with a harmless smile: "Actually, it's a friend of a friend. After making a few detours, I didn't know each other before, but maybe after watching our show become popular, I took the initiative to find him."

In this way, a group of people immediately understood that they actually thought that Jian Cong was going to be popular, so hurry up to build relationships.

Cheap delivery to your door, don't want it for nothing!

Mustache only needs to stand up and make a gesture, and everyone comes alive instantly, aiming directly at the spa, rushing out of the siege of zombies.

But the little beard who was behind found Jian Cong and confirmed again: "It's really a friend, nothing else, right?"

It means that Jian Cong don't try to show off his abilities in order to make everyone happy.

Jian Cong directly showed the chat record that he had prepared to Xiao Huzi: "It was really brought up by a friend, you see."

Mustache looked at it, rolled his eyes, and asked in his ear, "This 'hi', can't it be Yu Changmu?"

Jian Cong: "?"

Jian Cong: "I blocked his WeChat a long time ago. Director Hu, what are you thinking? If it were him, why didn't he tell you directly, instead of turning my hand."

Mustache made two "sighs" and waved his hands, not knowing whether he listened or not: "Then I'm going to go first because of your favor, you guys hurry up and come here later."

Among so many people at the scene, probably only Linge believed it when Jian Cong said it the first time.

He ran over to him with envy again: "It's great to be popular, brother, there are big bosses wanting to curry favor so soon."

Jian Cong looked around and everyone's attention was on the spa, and said in a low voice: "You really believe what I say, so where is it? Where are people fawning, and the treat is my boyfriend."

Ringer was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide: "?"

"Didn't I tell you before that I have a new boyfriend." Jian Cong was a little hot when he entered the room. In fact, he was afraid that everyone would recognize that it was Yu Changmu's coat. He took it off and stuffed it into Ringe's arms as if avoiding suspicion. , "Your god's coat, you can help me return it to him later."

Linger: "???"

Turning to Yu Changmu's WeChat, he received a message from this wild eyeliner No. [-].

[Linger: Brother Yu, Brother Yu!Brother Jian, this boyfriend seems to be very cunning!He is willing to spend money to invite our whole crew to have a spa treatment! ! 】

Yu Changmu wasn't too surprised. With Qichen's background, this little expense was just like ordinary people going out to buy a cup of milk tea, it was painless.

[Male God: My locker is No. 306, the password is four zeros, just put your coat in it]

[Ringer:?How do you know Brother Jian gave me your coat]

[Male God: What is it that I don't know about him? 】

Then Jian Cong saw the child who was walking well beside him, suddenly put on a pain mask in front of the mobile phone, clutching his chest, and felt heartbroken.

Yu Changmu received his reply.

[Ringer: The cp I drink must not be! ! !Brother Yu, come on, come on, don’t give up, I think there is still a way to save 555]

Yu Changmu gave a rare smile, and briefly recalled five words: It is impossible to give up.

As the saying goes, generally what everyone sees is what the caring people want everyone to see.

That night, Jian Cong's friend invited the variety show group to go to the spa. After asking for instructions and permission from many parties, it appeared in the public eye in the form of an insider's revelation.

Almost everyone was discussing Jian Cong's identity to have such a generous "friend".

[Sorry, if it were me, let alone a friend of a friend, it would be a friend of a friend of a friend who turned eighteen corners, and I don’t know such a generous person]

Since Jian Cong's debut three years ago, Jian Weimin has downloaded an extra Weibo on his mobile phone. If he has nothing to do, he will go up and search for his precious son's name.

Now, looking at the remarks on Weibo, he was somewhat puzzled.

Before, Jian Cong kept secret about the possible exposure of his identity. It should be impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake. Could it be that he was depressed this afternoon and his mind has not recovered yet?

[Jian Weimin: Babe, what's the matter with you, don't let me tell you, but you ended up doing something yourself? 】

[Zi'er: This is called strategy, I changed the strategy, you know what a fart]

[Jian Weimin: What kind of strategy is this for you? You’ve been blowing up other people’s stories, but you finally decided to blow yourself up too? 】

【Cub:...】

[Zai'er: Netizens are so powerful now, paper can't cover the fire, and they may be picked up by them at any time, so why don't I pave the way for it myself]

Otherwise, he has made it too "clean and innocent" now, and when the time comes, his identity as Jian Weimin's son will be spread to the outside world, and he may have to be scolded that he puts white lotus in green tea, and he has to pretend to be pitiful when he is obviously capable of solving many things.

To sum up, Jian Cong felt that his depression caused by Yu Changmu this afternoon was worth it. He only needed to change his thinking a little, and his vision of the road ahead suddenly became clear.

In the past, those who admired the Qing were self-cleaning, but now they admire Mu Qiang.

The times have changed, the audience has changed, and the way of thinking has to change accordingly, so he simply "forces" it for everyone to see.

That night, Jian Cong posted a welfare photo on Weibo, which was a group photo of him and Ringer taking a sauna in their bathrobes.

The white cheeks of the two were slightly flushed, the collars were slightly open, and the depth was cut to the depth of imagination, and the two pairs of beautiful collarbones were completely exposed, and the heads were very close together.

The comment section really screamed.

Yu Changmu understands Jian Cong's change of style from inside to outside, but isn't the bathrobe revealing too much?

Yu Changmu was still soaking in the leisure hall. Before Li Haibo's three requests and four beggings, he couldn't get him to open his personal Weibo, but now Jian Cong can do it with a single photo.

After Yu Changmu verified his account identity, the first thing he did was to rush to Jian Cong's comment area to comment.

[@禹长暮: Yukata photos are very good, don’t take them again next time]

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Surf lsp: ?This is very rude of you, only you are not allowed to watch it, and we are not allowed to watch it, doge