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The filming took nearly three months, and by the time Lian Scene was officially completed, it was almost May.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. After Lianjing finished, he had to follow Xing Fei back to Beicheng, and Fu Feibai had to stay on the set as the director.

The night before he left, Lian Jing was packing his things in the room, when Fu Feibai came to his room.

Since that night, the two have never been alone like this except on the set.

Seeing him coming in, Lian Jing's eyes lit up immediately, "Brother, why are you here?"

Fu Feibai didn't speak, just stared at him, and Lian Jing's face turned red in a daze.

Lian Jing avoided his gaze and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Fu Feibai squeezed his face, and said in a low voice, "Too thin."

Lian Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's only when you're thin that you get on camera, and you'll gain weight soon! It's okay!"

Fu Feibai also smiled, "You're in a good mood after the filming?"

Lian Jing nodded, "Thanks to Director Ning this time, without his guidance, I would not have been able to shoot so smoothly."

"The old man has profound skills, otherwise I wouldn't be able to specially invite him back." Fu Feibai took Lian Jing's hand and rubbed it in his own, "Don't rush to work after you go back, just rest for a while before we talk about it."

Lian Jing nodded with a blushing face. He found that Fu Feibai seemed to like doing such small actions, such as holding hands and touching his face, which made people feel very warm for no reason.

Lian Jing looked at Fu Feibai and felt that he seemed to have something to say, so he asked, "Brother, is there anything wrong with you?"

Fu Feibai lowered his eyes and was silent for a while before he said: "I sent someone to find Wen Zicheng's birthday friend before, and there is news."

Lian Jing was stunned, and asked, "Did he say something?"

Fu Feibai shook his head, "You have a strict mouth, probably because you have been warned not to talk nonsense, and you still need to find an opportunity to talk."

Lian Jing: "If you haven't done anything wrong, why do you need to hide like this?"

Fu Feibai: "I've already sent someone to investigate him, and we can always find loopholes."

Lian Jinghui held Fu Feibai's hand, "Brother Yuan will never let the person who hurt him go if he is alive."

Fu Feibai hooked the corner of his mouth, "There are spirits in the sky? Why are you still so superstitious?"

Lian Jing pursed his lips and smiled, "This is not a superstition, if there is no brother Yuan, I can't..."

Lian Jing suddenly realized something in the middle of speaking, glanced at the person in front of him, and didn't continue talking.

Of course, Fu Feibai couldn't just let him go like this, so he approached him and continued to ask, "What can't be? Huh?"

Lian Jing lowered his head and tried to get away with it, but he still couldn't avoid Fu Feibai's questioning, so he could only answer in a low voice: "I can't be with you."

Satisfied with Lian Jing's honesty, Fu Feibai pinched his chin and kissed him directly on the mouth, which stunned Lian Jing.

Fu Feibai recalled the soft and warm touch, if he was not afraid of scaring the child in front of him, he would never let him go just by kissing him.

Seeing that Lian Jing couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, Fu Feibai couldn't help laughing, pinched his nose, "I was so surprised when I kissed him, what should I do next?"

Lian Jing's face turned red, he rolled his eyes, and whispered, "A few more times...you'll get used to it."

Fu Feibai raised his eyebrows: "Are you inviting me?"

Lian Jing nodded lightly after a long time, and he was very willing to cooperate with this behavior of enhancing feelings.

"I can't see that the kid is still impatient. It seems that I can do something else next time."

Fu Feibai teased Lian Jing, "Don't worry, we can get down to business when I go back."

Lian Jing raised his eyes cautiously, he didn't dare to say it clearly, but he had already made a hundred guesses about his so-called serious business in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he blushed, making Fu Feibai laugh again.

Fu Feibai rubbed his head, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, take a good rest when I go back, I'm afraid Wen Zicheng will make trouble for a while, ignore those words on the Internet, wait until I go back."

Lian Jing complied obediently, and after Fu Feibai left, he thought about the instant kiss just now, his mind was full of Fu Feibai's figure, and he couldn't shake it off.

Early the next morning, Lian Jing returned to Beicheng by plane. Due to many things that happened during this period, Han Xiayang was worried that Lian Jing's appearance would cause riots, and he was even more afraid that fans who lost their minds would cause trouble, so he made a plan for this trip. Strict confidentiality, except for the people in the work team, not even the big fans were disclosed.

It should have been a foolproof thing, but Lian Jing was blocked at the exit by many reporters and fans as soon as he got off the plane.

After more than three months, Lian Jing reappeared. Even though he was disguised, he was still thin and haggard. The entertainment reporters were all crazy, and desperately put the microphone on Lian Jing's face. Said, Han Xiayang brought over a dozen bodyguards, but they could barely protect Lian Jing from being squeezed.

Xing Fei stood in front of Lian Jing with his hands outstretched, blocking the microphone that was constantly reaching out for him. Han Xiayang looked ugly, and while pulling Lian Jing, he called the company and asked them to send someone and a car over.

The scene was chaotic, apart from the reporters who kept asking questions, there were also many ordinary people trying to squeeze forward, some of them were fans of Lianjing, and some were passers-by who came out of nowhere.

In fact, it is easy to tell whether it is a fan or not. True fans will listen to what Han Xiayang and Lian Jing say, and will take the initiative to help maintain the order of the scene. It is worth pondering.

Han Xiayang noticed with sharp eyes that these people were mixed among the fans, constantly pushing and shoving people around, and heckling along with the reporters' questions. He was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong, and he was afraid that someone wanted to take advantage of it.

Without further ado, he didn't care whether he would offend the reporter, so he directly pushed away the microphone that was handed to him in front of him, with such strength that he pushed the reporter back a few steps.

Lian Jing walked out with difficulty under the escort of security guards, Han Xiayang, and Xing Fei. He hadn't had a good rest on the plane, and he was still tired at the moment. Half of his face under the sunglasses was as pale as paper, and even his lips were pale. Yes, being surrounded by so many people made him feel very uncomfortable.

I don't know who pushed him from the side, and Han Xiayang happened to be pulled by a reporter to ask questions. Lian Jing couldn't stand still, and fell straight to the front right. Xing Fei immediately stretched out his hand to pull him, but It only reached Lian Jing's left hand, but it couldn't stop Lian Jing from falling down.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one around him reacted. Lian Jing felt dizzy for a while, and his knee hit the ground directly. He subconsciously supported the ground with his right hand, and Xing Fei pulled him again. Let his whole body fall to the ground.

Even so, the loud sound of knees hitting the marble floor made the surroundings quiet down.

Han Xiayang glared fiercely at the reporter who was pulling him, glanced at the work ID on his chest, wrote down his name, and said fiercely: "Wait for me!"

Xing Fei was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he immediately reached out to help Lian Jing up from the ground, and asked anxiously, "Brother Lian! Are you all right? Does your knee hurt? Can you still walk?"

Han Xiayang came up to hold Lian Jing's other hand, "How is it? Is it important?"

Lian Jing's head was covered with cold sweat, and the pain from his knees made his temples throb. No matter how good-tempered he was, he felt a little angry at the moment.

He pushed Xing Fei and Han Xiayang's hands away, gritted his teeth and stood firm, reached out and took off the sunglasses on his face, and asked with a cold face: "5 minutes, you can ask whatever you want, and leave here when you're done!"

The reporters looked at each other for a while, and the reporter who was dragging Han Xiayang desperately just now asked immediately, "Lian Jing, I heard that you abandoned your former club in order to embrace Xinfeng's thigh. Is it true?"

Lian Jing: "After my contract with the former brokerage company expired, the two sides reached an agreement to break up peacefully. How can I abandon it? You don't even know this. I doubt your company's ability to grasp information."

Reporter: "May I ask what is your relationship with Actor Fu? Why did Actor Fu invite you to be the leading actor in the film? Regarding the rumors on the Internet that you like to use hidden/rules/rules to obtain resources, what do you think?"

He asked three questions in one breath, and each of them started from the black material before Lianjing, and the purpose was obvious.

Being asked publicly by a reporter whether he took advantage of the unspoken/rules/rules to gain power, if this happened to any star, he would be furious.

Han Xiayang's expression was already ugly, and just as he was about to answer, he felt Lian Jing's hand.

Han Xiayang turned his head to meet Shang Lianjing's eyes, and was relieved to see that he was calm and not flustered at all.

Lian Jing glanced at the reporter, and said calmly: "Gossip Rabbit Magazine, right? I remember that you guys were accused of taking/drugs for spreading rumors about a celebrity before? Why haven't you learned the lesson and just told false news? "

The reporter's face was red and white, and he gritted his teeth and said: "No wind, no waves, if you haven't done it, why are there so many revelations? You are just a small star, how can you get into Fu Yingdi's crew?"

Lian Jing replied neither humble nor overbearing: "I did go to those receptions a few times, but I didn't know it, and I never went again. I believe that Yi Jun and his former agent had already said this before. It's very clear, you only see the news about blackmailing me, but you don't see the facts, is it because of your eyes that you can't see it, or are you pretending not to see it black for black?"

The reporter blushed and dared not ask any more questions.

Seeing that Lian Jing was so reticent today, the others knew that they would not be able to ask any exciting news, and what they were most concerned about was the question asked by the reporter. Since Lian Jing had already answered it, it was meaningless for them to ask again, so Everyone put the microphone back, and the people who surrounded him in an airtight manner also began to slowly disperse.

Lian Jing looked around at the people around him with a cold face, as if he wanted to remember the faces of these people, several people avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience.

Lian Jing withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "I have entered the entertainment circle since I graduated from university. It has been five or six years. Although I haven't achieved much, but fortunately, I have a clear conscience. No matter how others slander me, my body Just don’t be afraid of the slanting shadow, and please friends from the press, don’t listen to false reports, my agent and I welcome all friendly questions and reports that respect the facts, thank you all.”