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

When Zhang Sinan saw this Weibo the next morning, he was in a bad mood. Trembling, he took out his antihypertensive medicine from under the pillow, and edited Jian Cong's WeChat.

[Zhang Sinan: Can you tell me honestly, first, are you and Yu Changmu planning to hide anything? 】

Jian Cong was changing clothes by the bed when he received the news.

The room was dark, and Yu Changmu didn't know what time he came back last night, he woke up later than him for the first time, the alarm clock didn't wake him up, and he was still asleep in the quilt.

Jian Cong thought that Zhang Sinan was talking about his breakup with Yu Changmu, and typed with his mobile phone.

[Jian Cong: Why not hide it? 】

[Zhang Sinan: Do you seem to want to hide a little bit now? 】

He threw a screenshot of Yu Changmu's Weibo: Don't say hello to me when you make it public, at least tell me when you get back together, right?I didn't even have the slightest precaution to see you all wanting to directly announce your marriage on Weibo, very passive...

[Jian Cong:? 】

But Zhang Sinan was more than passive, he couldn't move at all.

The public relations company has people monitoring public opinion all day long. Last night, as soon as Yu Changmu posted on Weibo, he approached him on WeChat and asked him straight to the point. First of all, he determined whether Jian Cong and Yu Changmu were related or not.

Secondly, follow-up public opinion whether the two have plans to fire CP.

He... can't answer a single question!I can only find Jian Cong first.

[Zhang Sinan: Tell me first when you two got back together]

But Jian Cong's chat box was completely silent.

[Zhang Sinan:? 】

[Zhang Sinan: Don't pretend to be dead, I'm not asking for a crime, I'm just asking you, there must be a discussion and a deal]

Jian Cong still didn't move.

And no matter what Zhang Sinan said later, Jian Cong stopped talking.

Zhang Sinan was scratching his head in anxiety, thinking that Jian Cong was avoiding the problem, so he "saw" Jian Cong again in the new message from the public relations company, and his eyes turned dark—this person actually started a live broadcast again! !

Jian Cong originally watched Yu Changmu work so hard every day, and there was still a trace of love in his heart, but now it seems that Yu Changmu is not very tired, and he can openly take photos of him on Weibo, calling him a pig !

Jian Cong was full of anger, raised his mobile phone and jumped onto the bed, and took a few steps to the top of Yu Changmu who was still asleep.

Those who clicked on Jian Cong's Weibo through the Weibo pop-up box for the first time saw the live broadcast camera aiming at the bed shake frantically, and the sound of bedding rubbing and rustling could be heard in the dark picture.

Yu Changmu finished work late yesterday, and it was rare for him to sleep in late this morning, but Jian Cong grabbed the pillow next to him and covered his face, and asked viciously on the top of his head, "Why do you say I'm a pig?"

Yu Changmu was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but his waist suddenly sank, and Jian Cong stepped up sideways, making him groan, not knowing that it was live.

So he led a group of people in the room, Jian Cong, who originally planned to ask the teacher to ask for a crime, suddenly heard a sentence from the people under him: "... so heavy, it's not a pig."

Jian Cong: "?"

[?Hahahahaha]

【Jian Bao: Try saying it again】

[Look at this angle overlooking Yugou, so Jian Bao is sitting directly on Yu Changmu's waist? doge】

[The bright sunshine in the morning is completely blocked by the tight blackout curtains in the big bed room of the hotel. The room is bright and dark, only a small cluster of warm yellow light from the desk lamp jumps in front of the camera, and the man can be vaguely seen under the quilt. The huge body, and the youthful snow-white thighs riding on the man, the two are shaking violently...]

【Teacher, you are here again, pervert.jpg】

[The quilt is being pulled down a little for me to see, poor.jpg]

【Why do you wear so many clothes while sleeping? You treat us too much as outsiders】

[Jian Bao: Do ​​you think that I covered Yugou with a pillow just to get revenge?No, I'm just cooperating with the work, just to prevent his face from showing, doge]

Yu Changmu rested under the pillow for about two seconds, regained consciousness after dozing off, and gradually regained his strength. Before Jian Cong could realize what was going on with his legs crossed, he felt an itch in his side of the waist.

The live camera started to shake violently again, and when the bullet screen saw clearly what was going on in the screen again, the camera was already facing Jian Cong's direction.

And Jian Cong was lying on his side on the bed, tightly wrapped around his waist by the outstretched arms behind him. Over his thin shoulders, he could see another one sticking to his back——Yu Changmu broke free from the pillow and directly locked Jian Cong in the bed. arms.

This may be the closest that netizens have come to Yu Changmu's appearance. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath in excitement, hoping that the phone camera could go a little higher.

It's just that Jian Cong came back to his senses in time, so that the screen cut off to the jaws of the two of them.

[?This is the legendary bed scene]

[This is the movement and distance that a deadly enemy should have, pervert.jpg]

[Of course, you can also negative distance, put your hands together.jpg]

[This cp fan is a little bit happy, I'm quitting]

[Jian Bao's waist is so thin, it looks good to hug, lemon.jpg]

Being "watched" by so many pairs of eyes, and being so intimately close to Yu Changmu's movements, Jian Cong's face flushed, but his slightly astigmatized eyesight made him dare not randomly click on the screen.

He wanted to pick up the phone and quickly turn off the live broadcast, but he didn't dare to hold it too close, for fear of exposing Yu Changmu's face, and even more afraid of exposing his already flushed blush, so he couldn't get stuck for a while.

In the end, Yu Changmu found out by himself, and whispered in his ear, "You're live broadcasting..."

The man's sleepy voice seemed to contain rough sand, low and hoarse, magnetic and penetrating.

Everyone in the live broadcast room saw Jian Cong's thin white hands frantically patting the arms on his waist: "You know I'm live broadcasting, so let go!"

"Just put the camera on." Yu Changmu said and helped him put the phone on the bed, not knowing if he was pretending he wasn't awake or if he really wasn't awake.

Jian Cong could only kick him on the calf: "Isn't it still broadcasting when you buckle it down! Let me go!"

Yu Changmu didn't answer this time, and raised his hand to help him turn off the live broadcast.It can be said that it came and went in a hurry. From Jian Cong's broadcast to Yu Changmu's shutdown, it took less than 3 minutes in total, leaving a screen full of bullet screens staring blankly at the suddenly closed live broadcast room.

[Yu Gou: It means that as long as you turn off the live broadcast, you can hold on to it, pervert.jpg]

[Show me this when I take off my pants?That's it? 】

【Pull out the sword and look around in a daze】

[Is there any advanced on-demand service? 】

[Is anyone recording the screen?Who is in a hurry, I am in a hurry, I am really in a hurry]

[Jian Bao is so white, just now he struggled and saw a little thigh, wiped his saliva]

【Damn it, am I late!What just happened! 】

Zhang Sinan fell into complete silence after watching the live broadcast, which was so short that it was almost unbroadcasted. As expected, the PR company sent a follow-up question.

[PR company: how to deal with it? 】

This time Zhang Sinan felt that he could answer.

As the old saying goes, it depends on how a person is, not on what he says, but on what he actually does, so Zhang Sinan stopped asking Jian Cong.

[Zhang Sinan: There is no need to specifically guide public opinion to speculate on CP, let them eat if they like to eat, I can only say that if it is too much, please control the scale a little bit]

This is probably the first time that a PR company has received a business that does not allow marketing cp, but instead allows people to artificially control the scale.

[PR firm: So what is the relationship between the two of them? 】

[Zhang Sinan: They're all hugging each other on the same bed, do you believe me when I say it's okay? 】

[PR firm: ...]

[PR firm: ok]

In everyone's imagination, at the end of the live broadcast, Jian Cong and Yu Changmu would have a fight at least, or a "fight" at worst.

But the fact is that once the live broadcast is turned off, the room becomes silent.

The strength of Yu Zhangmu's hoop around Jian Cong's waist did not decrease at all, and the two of them just stuck together without any gaps, sleeping on the same pillow.

This used to be their most familiar movement, but now it suddenly reappeared, and Jian Cong realized that he couldn't move. Reason told him to push the person away, but his sensibility still made him stay in Yu Changmu's arms lazily, as if It's really cooperating with pretending to be unable to push.

The two of them maintained this posture, and Jian Cong soon felt that his back was hot as if he had a fireball on his back. He kept counting, probably when he reached the fifth breath.

Yu Changmu let him go without any unnecessary movements, just lying on the bed and watching him.

Jian Cong stared at the orange spot on the desk lamp, swallowed his Adam's apple, and then continued to get out of bed and get dressed without saying a word, as if those few seconds just didn't exist, and Yu Changmu never woke up.

Originally, Jian Cong and Zhang Sinan thought that the screen recording of this live broadcast would be the same as every time before, and it would be uploaded all over the Internet.

In the end, I don’t know if it was too early at that time, and the start and end were too sudden. None of the people who were able to catch up with the live broadcast recorded their screens, and at most only took two screenshots.

But the screenshots are quite blurry due to the light and motion, so those who didn't get up early to watch the live broadcast can only live a dry addiction, listening to the narration of the people who have seen it before, all of them regret it.

In the end, even Ringer could only scan the "legends" circulating on the Internet, and bring them to Jian Cong for verification one by one.

But this time, Jian Cong denied everything he heard was false, and suddenly there was a clear distinction between him and Yu Changmu.

Thinking, could it be that the two really had a fight that day?

There are countless CP fans who are equally at a loss like Ringer.

Everyone thought their carnival was just about to start, but they didn't expect it to end.

Later, until the end of the variety show, everyone failed to wait for another "news" from Jian Cong and Yu Changmu, which caught Zhang Sinan, who was already prepared, off guard again.

But now he would rather believe that pigs can fly into the sky than Jian Cong can learn to be good.

Such a peaceful life made him feel anxious, and he always felt that there was a sword hanging on his head, and it would be better to just stab him in the neck.

Half a month later, the last episode of "Ranch Life" was broadcast as scheduled. There was no bloody storm, no more gossip revealing secrets, and it took the warm route uncharacteristically.

Pang Xiang apologized to Jian Cong again, Fang Lu analyzed and reflected on her personality and temper, Ringer grew up, Jiang Fangxie gained new friends, and Li Liming remained innocent and innocent.

Logically speaking, such a happy ending is the best ending, but whether it is Zhang Sinan or all the audiences waiting for the variety show, they feel that there is still a big event in their hearts.

They waited for the ending of the variety show and the ending of the movie, but they did not wait for the ending of Jian Cong and Yu Changmu.

On the day the two film crews chartered a flight back to City A from the ranch, the news leaked out from nowhere. There were many fans waiting to pick up the plane at the airport. Exactly the same configuration.

Fortunately, the fans were not crowded or making noise, they lined up obediently and lined up on both sides of the aisle, watching them get into the caravan prepared by the program group and film group one by one.

Yu Changmu didn't finish his work, so he was in a hurry to go back to the company. First of all, he greeted everyone and said that he would not be with them, and another car would come, so he stood alone outside the crowd and waited.

As soon as he finished speaking, a white Bentley soon drove up from the distance of the aisle.So of course, everyone thought that this was the car that was going to pick up Yu Changmu.

As a result, Bentley stopped, Yu Changmu stood still, and Jian Cong spoke out first.

"Director Hu, let's go. I won't go with you either. My friend will pick me up." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jian Cong walked out of the large group dragging his luggage with both hands.

As expected, Yu Changmu saw Qi Chen open the door from the driver's seat of the Bentley and get off.

The handsome man seemed to be taller than the photo, and the suit on his body matched his temperament. He walked to Jian Cong without squinting, took the suitcase from his hand, and asked naturally: "Do you need to drive your friend? Ringo."

Ringe suddenly heard that he was being named, and his thoughts on the man suddenly came back to his senses. He didn't expect this man to look like a dog!How is it like a star!

Jian Cong looked at Linge, and said inadvertently: "Then send him back to the company before we go home."

A question mark popped up on the heads of the people who eat melons, what home should they go back to?Which home do you want to go to?

Qi Chen had no objection, and conveniently put Ringer's luggage into the trunk, left a casual sentence "Your dad is urging you", and drove away with the two of them.

On the side of the road, Yu Changmu was left alone outside the crowd.

Zhang Sinan was blown up, Mustache and Li Haibo were blown up, the fans who rushed to pick up the plane were blown up, and the netizens were also blown up, all wondering: where did this guy come from?Yugou was abandoned? ? ?