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

I don't know if he was thinking that there was still something to be done, Jian Cong didn't sleep well this time, he woke up in Yu Changmu's bed with a start.

At that time, the room was still dark, the doors and windows were closed, only the sound of water dripping from the bathroom.

Jian Cong fell asleep and lost his sense of time. Looking at the darkness in front of him, he thought he was just taking a nap, and Yu Changmu put him on the bed.

He also specially checked his neat pajamas, and felt that Yu Changmu had just finished his work and went to take a shower first, before he came to do what he shouldn't do.

But when Jian Cong slackened his mind, he subconsciously touched the quilt beside him, but it was still warm.

He turned his head and took a closer look. The quilt on the right side of the double bed was lifted, and the pillow was slightly sunken, which was a sign that someone had slept on it.

With a towel on his head, Yu Changmu just came out of the bathroom and saw Jian Cong woke up: "It's still early, did I wake you up when I took a shower?"

Jian Cong was dizzy, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether Yu Changmu's "it's still early" meant that it was too early to finish writing the post, or it was too early in the morning.

"How long have I been asleep?" He asked blankly, propping himself up on the bed.

There were only a few dim lights from the bathroom in the room, and Yu Changmu stood under the dim light as he wiped his hair: "It's been a few hours, it's five o'clock in the morning."

Jian Cong was even more confused, and it was five o'clock: "Then are you... going to sleep now, or just getting up?"

Yu Changmu was wearing a bathrobe, and he turned around to find the hair dryer on the sofa: "I've already slept in, and I'm going to go out for morning exercises."

Jian Cong was numb. Although he knew from college that this man ran in the morning, it was windy and rainy all day long, but he clearly remembered that he stayed up at least until 01:30 last night. Even if Yu Changmu started sleeping at 31:[-], he has It was only three and a half hours past five o'clock.

Such a scary sleep time, is it really not sudden death?

Jian Cong stared, and quietly picked the sheet under himself: "...do you have this routine every day?"

Yu Changmu just turned on the hair dryer, didn't hear clearly, turned to look at him when he turned it off: "What did you just say?"

Jian Cong choked for a moment, not wanting to look too concerned, and quickly lay down again under the quilt: "It's nothing, you go and run, I'll sleep again..."

"I've been doing this since three years ago." Yu Changmu seemed to have guessed what he was hiding in his heart, and turned on the hair dryer, "Otherwise, the work will not be finished."

Jian Cong choked again while his back was covered by the quilt, regardless of whether Yu Changmu could hear him: "...Oh!"

Accompanied by the noisy roar of the hair dryer, Jian Cong's sleepiness struck again, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Later, Yu Changmu pulled off his belt without drying his hair for a while, changed into his sports clothes and was ready to go out.Although Jian Cong didn't look back, he felt that Yu Changmu must not have completely dried his hair when he heard it.

This guy keeps doing this to save time.

Jian Cong thought to himself, it would not be such an exaggeration. He only slept for three or four hours a day for three years. Could it be that he is an iron man? For whom?

Then he thought, if Yu Changmu would definitely run away, even if he just found a corner abroad to hang out, he wouldn't be willing to suffer.

Jian Cong didn't finally remember until he heard all the movement behind him disappear, the door lock clicked softly, and the only person in the room went out lightly.

Yu Changmu can leave, but he won't leave now...in fact, it's because of him.

Jian Congwo lay on the bed in a daze for a while, and then plunged into the deeper part of the quilt with his head covered, feeling an indescribable familiarity and comfort in his body and mind.

Yu Changmu's quilt smelled the same as his, and Jian Cong slept as if he was sleeping on his own bed.

Sister Weiwei also said that the two of them smelled the same - Yu Changmu secretly bought shampoo and shower gel of the same brand as his.

Suddenly, the fact that "Yu Changmu likes him" was presented to Jian Cong so positively for the first time since their reunion.

And this person is now desperately forcing himself to do what he doesn't want to do.

Yu Changmu must like him like crazy.

Jian Cong hugged the quilt tighter in his arms, why couldn't he say a word... Did Jian Weimin really make him dare not say a word?

The answer is yes.

If Jian Cong found out about this before, Jian Cong would definitely find Jian Weimin's company immediately, break into his office and get angry.

But now, Jian Cong can't tell where he has changed.

It may be because Jian Weimin can better understand Jian Weimin's increasingly nervous attitude towards him after losing his mother, or it may be the impact on him of leaving without saying goodbye for three years, no matter what the reason is, it cannot be offset.

He has always been walking towards Yu Changmu blindly, or more precisely, it should be called running towards, and now time has finally made him Jian Cong learn to stop.

Since Yu Changmu chose not to "disobey" Jian Weimin, how far can he go for himself, and can he really meet Jian Weimin's satisfaction?

Jian Cong felt that he had a bad intention.

There was even a shred of hope in his heart that Yu Changmu would find out that he had made the wrong choice in the end, and he shouldn't have wasted these three years, losing his wife and losing his army.

Jian Cong's mind was in a mess, complaining for a while, understanding for a while, after thinking about it, he fell asleep again, and fell into a deep sleep this time smelling the familiar smell from the tip of his nose.

When he opened his eyes again, Ringer woke him up from the bed.

Jian Cong was in a trance for only two seconds before bouncing up suddenly: "What time is it, what is today's breakfast, have you saved it for me?"

He thought he was about to start a one-day filming, but Ringer told him happily: "Today is off, Director Hu said no filming!"

Jian Cong blinked blankly. He clearly remembered that he said he had accepted a good commercial a few days ago: "...the program team is finally too poor to let us know, and decided to let us run away?"

Ringer was amused by him, and directly showed him the phone screen.

Regarding the rest, he only found out when Yu Changmu knocked on the door and woke him up in the morning.

What was displayed on the screen was the comment section of the official Weibo account of "Ranch Life". Jian Cong saw that many people were willing to let the program team rest for a day because they watched his live broadcast in the middle of the night yesterday.

"And then did you really sleep?" Jian Cong had already begun to wonder if he hadn't woken up. How could there be such a good thing? Netizens can just say a few words and they can get divorced.

But there was no joke in Ringer's eyes: "It's true! Director Hu's announcement has been sent out, and we haven't slept a day since we joined the group! You stayed up all night yesterday."

At first, Jian Cong was afraid that it was his own personal reasons that caused the crew to stop working, but when he thought about it, it seemed to be the case.

The schedule for their variety show was originally tight due to the tight budget, but now that there are more advertisements and the popularity has risen, the conditions in all aspects are obviously not as difficult as before, and it is appropriate to take a break.

After all, it doesn't sound good to spread the name of squeezing guests.

"Then what are you doing now? Did you leave me breakfast?" Jian Cong slowly got up from the bed.

Linge sat by the bed: "It's already noon, where is the breakfast? You can change your clothes and eat lunch directly. And Director Hu said it in the group early this morning, and few people went downstairs at all, and they were all sleeping late. "

Jian Cong found his lost slippers: "Where's Yu Changmu?"

"The film crew is still filming normally, and their scenes have been arranged in advance, so they can't move casually." Ringer swiped his phone and waited for Jian Cong to return to the room with him, "However, Director Hu said that he plans to go to the filming location of the film crew in the afternoon. He visited the class and asked us if we would go."

At this point, Jian Cong understood, and he said that the good-hearted Bodhisattva of Mustache really gave them a holiday, but it was just another way to gather materials.

He had never seen filming before, so he was a little curious: "But I haven't finished writing the copybook, and I finally took a break. If I go with Director Hu, I will definitely have to face the camera again. I'm still at work..."

But Linger thought that Jian Cong would be with him, and thought that Jian Cong would go to see Yu Changmu. He shook his arm and said, "Everyone is going except Fang Lu and Pang Xiang. And Brother Jian, you are really not curious." How is Brother Yu filming? I often hear the staff of their film team discussing that they are super handsome! Sister Weiwei definitely wants you to go too."

I have a whole day off today, so I can finish the rest of the post in just two or three hours.

In fact, Jian Cong himself couldn't find any reason to refuse, hehehehaha was persuaded by Ringe within a few moments.

Linge also said that the Internet is full of small videos and screenshots of Yu Changmu helping him shut down the live broadcast.

Although Jian Cong fell asleep, he also guessed how he ended up on the bed, wrinkled his nose and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's better to send a screenshot of my writing..."

But he thought that after such an unclear night, Qi Chen must have sent him a lot of unread messages.

As a result, Jian Cong clicked on WeChat and saw that only a number 2 was marked in the red bubble representing Qi Chen's chat box.

One past two o'clock in the morning.

【Qi Chen: I feel like you two had a good relationship before, don't stay up late next time】

One at eight in the morning.

[Qichen: I saw that your program team said that today you have a holiday, take a good rest]

Seeing that he was so reasonable, Jian Cong didn't ask any more questions, and felt guilty again: Was your Internet speed so fast before?It always feels like I suddenly started checking Weibo because of me.

Probably because Jian Cong sent the message at noon, Qi Chen replied to him very quickly.

【Qi Chen: It is indeed because of you that I watched it, but it is more interesting than expected】

Jian Cong thought for a while, and decided to reciprocate courtesy, and this time he replaced it: Is it convenient for you to speak now?

Qi Chen put down the chopsticks in the lunch box in his hand, and signaled the secretary to take the door with him when he went out.

【Qi Chen: You fight】

Jian Cong dialed him and Ringer's room, turned on the speakerphone, and started washing and changing pajamas.

Qi Chen answered quickly: "Did you just wake up?"

"I woke up once in the morning, and then just woke up when Ringer went to call me." Jian Cong saw that he didn't ask more questions with his toothbrush in his mouth, and coughed without embarrassment, "If you are unhappy, or If you are not satisfied, you can actually tell me, don’t hold back.”

Qi Chen really got straight to the point: "Did Yu Changmu sleep in the same bed with you last night?"

Jian Cong said quickly: "Yes, but we didn't do anything. I slept soundly. He went out for a morning jog early in the morning and then went to the crew to film, and we didn't see him."

After Jian Cong clattered the explanation, seeing that Qichen still didn't speak, he immediately added another sentence in fear of his anger: "There will be no next time, yesterday was an accident."

Qi Chen smiled, "I don't think it was an accident."

Jian Cong hasn't watched the live broadcast of how Yu Changmu turned off on the Internet until now, thinking that Qi Chen was talking about him.

"I'm talking about Yu Changmu." Qi Chen further elaborated, posing the biggest question right now, "If he meets your father's requirements, will you get back together with him?"

Jian Cong held up his toothbrush and was stunned again. He didn't expect Qi Chen to be so straight: "Uh... how he is is his business, it should mainly depend on the... situation of the two of us? Do you like me?"

Well, Jian Cong felt that he was led by Qi Chen and started to go straight.

Ke Qichen laughed again: "Let's wait until you come back, we haven't met yet."

It means that it's a little early to talk about whether you like it or not, and it's not middle school students engaging in online dating.

Jian Cong blushed a lot.

He felt that the fact that he was "young" was completely revealed in front of Qichen, and everything from words and deeds to the way of thinking was very immature.

Jian Cong thought for a while and asked, "...do you think I'm naive?"

Qi Chen asked back: "Do you think I'm old-fashioned?"

Jian Cong: "Ah, no, no, I think you are pretty good, that is, you are very mature."

Qi Chen was amused by his honest answer again: "It doesn't matter whether it's old-fashioned or childish. Even if you think I'm old-fashioned, I think you're childish, and no one stipulates that old-fashioned and childish means you can't be together, it's not good, as long as the two of us think it's appropriate. gone."

Jian Cong was instantly overwhelmed by the man's progressive and impeccable logic: "No wonder my dad likes you, you must be very good at doing business and negotiating..."

Qi Chen: "Yu Changmu is also very good at this."

It may be that his tone was too ordinary, Jian Cong didn't even think about it: "That's right, he used to always pull me logically...say."

Jian Cong finally came to his senses when he said the last two words, and suddenly laughed a little bit angrily at himself, covered his forehead and turned around in the bathroom twice: "Ah forget it, or else I'd better stop yelling at you, I feel completely……"

Jian Cong can't tell the reason at all, but it's something special in his heart...

"It's okay." Qi Chen smiled again, and he could tell he was smiling sincerely, "You are very affectionate, which makes me feel very safe. Well, I mean if you can make you like me in the future."

Jian Cong understood, but he still admired the man's mind, and he could really not care.

Qi Chen: "Not caring is only temporary. When I fall in love with you in the future, I will definitely not be able to be so magnanimous, so you don't have to feel guilty. The benefits of falling in love with you are definitely more beneficial to my work than that of me. As much as you can imagine."

Reasonable and well-founded, watertight.

At that time, Jian Cong thought: If such a person does not make money, who will make money!

Then his brain twitched, and he asked, "Can I just call you 'brother' in the future?"

Qi Chen readily accepted: "It's fine if you don't dislike me for being old."

Jian Cong gave himself two slaps immediately after hanging up the voice, thinking that if such a reasonable person still doesn't like it, then he is sick.

But as soon as he got out of the bathroom after washing up, Ringer, who had listened to the hands-free the whole time, poured cold water on him in a low voice: "You guys are too calm, are you dating? At most, it's called cooperative love."

Jian Cong was not a person who could hide things, and as soon as he got acquainted with Ringer during this period, he immediately said a little helplessly: "You are single, you know nothing."

Linge sat cross-legged on his bed and watched Jian Cong change his clothes: "I just know better than you about falling in love with someone older than me. Brother Jian, it's not like you at all. Now you think he is so pure Because he is more mature in dealing with people, not because he likes it."

Jian Cong didn't sound much different: "Then can't I gradually like him because of his maturity?"

"It's not liking!" Ringer gasped in his throat, suffering from the lack of his own vocabulary again, and he didn't even know how to say it when he taught others, "Anyway, you won't get results! I don't know if he likes you or not. , but brother, you definitely won’t like him anyway!”

Jian Cong laughed: "See if you can."

"Really!" Linge was about to die of anger from himself, but he couldn't think of anything powerful, so he could only let Jian Cong wait and see when the time came.

Although in reality the messages he sent to Yu Changmu behind his back were far less confident than he seemed.

[Linger: I was forced to listen to their phone call today. The opponent is really strong, and I know how to use my strengths and avoid my weaknesses to attract Brother Jian TT. I am afraid that Brother Jian will be bewitched by him, and he will obviously not like it]

Linge didn't receive a reply from Yu Changmu at first, thinking that Yu Changmu was simply busy filming and didn't have time to reply.

But after an hour, two hours, and three hours later, they were all about to set off with Director Hu's RV to visit the class, but Yu Changmu still didn't return.

Only then did Ringer gradually feel something unusual.

The filming location of today's movie is still somewhere in the deep mountains and old forests. A car of people has to find a local driver who is familiar with the road conditions in the ranch to bypass the mountain road with nine twists and eighteen bends and cliffs on both sides.

And the farther the car drove into the mountains, the hearts of everyone in the car became more and more worried.

It was clearly afternoon and daylight, but the light outside the car window was getting darker because of the overgrown woods overhead, as if the temperature had dropped a few degrees.

Jian Cong didn't know if it was because he was cast into a shadow next to Yuzhuang last time, and now he couldn't breathe when he looked outside at the virgin forest that could not be seen at a glance, and he was worried, feeling that something would happen.

Half an hour of driving seemed like three hours.

Just when everyone finally got over the cliff and saw the staff of the film team and the studio that had been set up, they just got out of the car when they heard a woman screaming from the crowd there.

Then there was a group of people crying in confusion and panic.

"Call 120! Call an ambulance!"

"Come and help me, I can't drag him! There's a lot of blood!"

"I really didn't mean it, I thought it was a prop! Will I go to jail..."

Jian Cong listened from a distance, feeling that his heart was about to stop.

Because lying on the ground now, surrounded by the tall one wearing a black hat, was clearly Yu Changmu!

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The author has something to say:

Yu Gou: Don’t be nervous, just filming

There is a 1600 in advance!Explosive update, the reason why I haven’t updated at 9 o’clock for a long time is that I always want to do more. I can only update 9kTT at 3 o’clock, but in short, it’s either 9 o’clock or 12 o’clock. If I need to ask for leave for something, I will hang up the TT in advance.