Blooming on the ground

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The two walked a few meters in the corridor when they heard a loud noise coming from far and near.

Fang Mufeng followed the sound and saw a security guard in the corridor dragging a woman in cleaning clothes back.The woman seemed to lose control of her emotions, her hair was messed up in the struggle, her clothes were pulled and wrinkled, and she was swearing and didn't know what it was.

Fang Mufeng recognized the crazy woman immediately, and stopped his steps.

Qiu Yuehua has been beautiful for most of her life, seducing the souls of many men, but in the end, for a man who is not as good as trash, she doesn't even want the proud appearance.

Sad and ridiculous.

Luo Tian walked ahead and found that Fang Mufeng hadn't followed, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong with Mufeng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman suddenly turned her head to look over, her originally slack eyes immediately focused on Fang Mufeng, and then she tried her best to break free from the restraints of the security guards and rushed towards this side.

A slap landed on Fang Mufeng's face with such force that it was so hard that Fang Mufeng's head even tilted to the side, and his sunglasses were knocked off the ground. red seal.

"How dare you bully uncle like this, you white-eyed wolf?" Qiu Yuehua's eyes widened, as if they were about to roll out of their sockets in the next second, she grabbed Fang Mufeng's collar and screamed, "You Are you thinking about my death? Do you feel at ease when I am dead? Are you still a human?! When you were young, you seduced your strong uncle, and when you grow up, you want to kill him. Are you still a fucking human, Fang Mufeng!"

Luo Tian recovered from the chaotic situation, and hurried to help pull people away, but he didn't expect another slap.

This time it was Fang Mufeng who beat Qiu Yuehua.

Qiu Yuehua, who was making a fuss, didn't expect this to happen again, was stunned, and slumped on the ground for a few seconds before looking at Fang Mufeng with eyes full of disbelief.

She wanted to reach out to grab Fang Mufeng again, with a flustered expression: "Mufeng, you can't watch your uncle die, you can't treat me like this, you—"

The voice stopped suddenly, Qiu Yuehua was covered by the security guards who rushed over from behind, and walked sideways from left to right.

At this time, some people gradually gathered in the corridor, all employees of Xingchuan Film and Television, all staring at him with straight eyes, watching the movie.

One side of the face was red and swollen, and the clothes were messy, but Fang Mufeng didn't care.A few years ago, he failed to correct Feng Qiang at the police station, and the aisle was also crowded with spectators, all of whom looked at him with complex meanings. He was even more embarrassed then than now.

Just make a contribution to everyone with a farce called Fang Mufeng, he still thinks it's not enough, and it's not exciting enough.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he adjusted the neckline and sleeves of his clothes unhurriedly, then picked up the sunglasses on the ground, took out a tissue and wiped them before putting them on. Most of his face, including his eyes that had no warmth left, were blocked.

Sheng Lan came out of the office after hearing the noise, and immediately called the security guard to send additional staff to deal with the matter.She glanced around for a week, her eyes were sharp and her tone was harsh: "What's the matter with the security?! All kinds of messy people are let in. Will the black fans of other celebrities also be let in in the future?"

The person in charge of the company's security knew that there was trouble, so he hurried to Sheng Lan's side, bowed his waist and apologized, and quite cooperatively said that the female fan was delusional, and she wanted to find Fang Mufeng when she came to make trouble, claiming that she knew Fang Mufeng, and had already chased her away for two days. This time, who would have thought that this crazy woman would pretend to be a cleaner and sneak in without giving up.

The two of them sang and sang and directly defined the matter, and the crowd watching in the aisle looked at each other in blank dismay, and then dispersed with a clear understanding.

After working in the entertainment company for a long time, I have the opportunity to know and see all kinds of gossip and rumors, and I know what to say and what not to say on the bright side.

The crowd dispersed, and only Fang Mufeng, Sheng Lan and Luo Tian were left in the aisle.

Sheng Lan looked at Fang Mufeng with a complicated expression, he also noticed Sheng Lan's gaze, looked back, as if nothing had happened, and said, "I'm back to the set."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, Sheng Lan winked at the still stupefied Luo Angel, who finally came to his senses and hurried to catch up.

Luo Tian followed up and told him to drive Fang Mufeng back to the set, but he didn't know that a black Mercedes stopped in front of him as soon as he went out.When the car window came down, a gentle man smiled and nodded at Fang Mufeng: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Yan asked me to pick you up."

Luo Tian recognized that the person who came was Zhao Qingyi whom he had met before, the assistant who had been with Yan Huanchao for many years, and couldn't help being taken aback.

Although Fang Mufeng was still not used to Zhao Qingyi's overly attentive care, he had no intention of embarrassing the person who specially came to pick him up. He said to Luo Tian, ​​"Old Luo, I'll just go back to the set as soon as Qingyi, you go back first."

Luo Tian watched Fang Mufeng get into the car, and then left in a hurry.

Before, he wondered why Yan Dayingdi would rescue the junior whom he didn't know very well, but now he sent his personal assistant to pick him up and drop him off, and he felt something was wrong.Luo Tian still stood there thinking for a while, the more he thought about it, the more ominous he felt.

After getting in the car, Fang Mufeng adjusted his clothes carefully, put on his sunglasses, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with his description.Fang Mufeng in front of people should and can only be like this. If his heart is broken and even his internal organs are burned, he must hold a proud posture and not allow himself to reveal his secrets and admit defeat.

In fact, Zhao Qingyi noticed the red mark on Fang Mufeng's face as soon as they met, but this was not his concern. He thoughtfully staggered his gaze, and asked while driving, "Mr. Fang, what do you think of this new car?"

Fang Mufeng immediately grasped the point: "New car?"

He did notice that Zhao Qingyi used this car to drive him these days, and the license plate number and model were not among Yan Huanchao's usual cars, but he didn't think much about it.

Zhao Qingyi said: "Yes, the license plate is also new, lest the reporter realize that you and Mr. Yan often use the same car and take the opportunity to make a big fuss."

Fang Mufeng didn't speak.

"Actually, Mr. Yan has already made plans for you, and he ordered Feng Qiang to make preparations early." Zhao Qingyi continued.

Just wait for the day when I can't bear it anymore and ask him.Fang Mufeng turned his head and looked out the window, silently completing the next sentence in his heart.

Zhao Qingyi glanced at him through the rear mirror of the car, and smiled knowingly: "Actually, this is what Mr. Yan wants to do. He only does things for himself and doesn't care about anything in return."

Fang Mufeng was silent for a while, and said to himself in a very low volume: "Do you not care about rewards?"

Yan Jingshan wanted his face, Feng Qiang wanted his money, Yan Huanchao was just a mortal, how could he not want anything.

As soon as Zhao Qing heard it, he didn't talk to him again. He always kept his duty, and today he just couldn't help but talk too much.In his eyes, Yan Huanchao was no different from a god, so it would be easy for such a character to chase anyone.But this time Fang Daxing, who is fancy this time, is a master who does not give in to oil and salt, so it is strange and strange that he is not moved by doing this for him.

Fang Mufeng leaned his head against the car window and didn't say anything for the rest of the journey.The car drove very smoothly, and he was probably tired, so he fell asleep in the car.

Even in these ten minutes, Qiu Yuehua didn't let him go even in his dreams.

When she was young, Qiu Yuehua walked towards him, with a delicate face and a graceful figure, no more than a fairy in the world, but when her eyes fell on her son's face, her beautiful face drooped instantly.Then in the blink of an eye, she became 20 years old and turned into a mad woman with bitter hatred and deep hatred. She pointed at his nose and cursed at him.

You really want me to die, don't you!Is it because I am dead that you will feel at ease!

Fang Mufeng kept his face cold and did not refute.

If I want to say yes, you are not happy.

If Qiu Yuehua really died, wouldn't the hatred that was everlasting like weeds wither away?At the moment when his slap exploded in his ear, he heard the sound of weeds growing wildly again, which was very scary.

Love and hate are each other's antidote, when you can't love someone anymore, you need hate to rescue you.

Fang Mufeng has always stubbornly believed that his constant enthusiasm for life comes from his hatred for Qiu Yuehua, because he hated her so he ran forward desperately without turning back.However, this hatred is always not thorough enough, not decisive enough, mixed with a bit of tenderness and nostalgia, but that bit is not enough to purify his bone-chilling hatred.So maybe he was silently hoping that Qiu Yuehua could give him equal or even more hatred, so that he could hate him even more, until he could completely let go of this mother-child relationship.

There was a loud thunder in the sky, which woke him up. Fang Mufeng looked out with sleepy eyes, and there was light rain in Beicheng.

The drizzle dazzled Fang Mufeng's eyes through the glass window. He suddenly found a familiar small restaurant not far ahead, and said on a whim, "Qingyi, let me get out of the car."

Zhao Qingyi was a little puzzled by this: "Mr. Fang..."

Fang Mufeng smiled slightly: "I want to go shopping by myself. It's okay. This place is very close to the crew. I can go back by myself when the rain stops."

Zhao Qing looked embarrassed, but still didn't stop the car. He was ordered by Yan Huanchao to deliver the person safely.

Fang Mufeng understood, so he dialed Yan Huanchao's number in front of him.I have saved Yan Huanchao's contact information for a long time, and this is the first time I use it.

He said, Teacher Yan, I want to walk alone, so let Qingyi go back first.

Yan Huanchao had just finished today's shooting schedule, looked out the window at the spring rain, and asked, where are you.

Fang Mufeng hesitated for less than three seconds, but still reported the name of the small restaurant.

Yan Huanchao said, good.

Fang Mufeng didn't care what his "good" meant. After he hung up the phone, he took off his mask and got out of the car, and then walked into the rain without hiding.

Zhao Qing looked at his back as he walked away leisurely, and sighed helplessly, it seems that this master is really not ordinary difficult to deal with.

When I used to play tricks with Luo Tian in the film and television city, I would come to this restaurant to eat noodles after finishing work every day after earning some film pay, and then went back home.

The owner of this store was also a small player in the film and television city before. He dreamed of being a star.When Fang Mufeng was so poor that he had no rice to cook, he also worked part-time here to wash dishes for several months.The boss is kind, and the work meal he provides is the char siu chicken rice with plenty of ingredients, which is not bad.

The store was empty, the boss grabbed a handful of peanuts, sat at the table and had a few drinks leisurely.He also recognized Fang Mufeng, and when he saw the person coming, he smiled and greeted him, and joked that it was the wind that brought the big star here.

Fang Mufeng was covered in water vapor, smiled his beautiful eyes, sat down on the bench, and said, "I don't dare to take it, I just came to eat a bowl of noodles and wash a bowl for you."

"Don't dare to be that," the boss laughed with his belly shy, and made a drink gesture to him, "A big star?"

Fang Mufeng readily agreed.

A bowl of hot beef noodles, a few plates of spicy and fragrant braised side dishes, and a bottle of cheap bran koji, Fang Mufeng was satisfied physically and mentally.The wine was suffocated in one sip, like a flaming fire dragon running straight down, cutting the throat and then opening the belly, even the pain came quickly and neatly - he likes it like this.

He is not happy now, so he wants to have some fun.

A bottle of wine soon almost ran out, Fang Mufeng was addicted to drinking, he pushed the small wine glass in front of the boss, silently urging him to fill it up quickly.

The boss, holding the wine bottle, did not move for a long time. He looked past Fang Mufeng and looked at the door of the store. He was stunned for a long time before muttering: "There are really big stars today..."

Fang Mufeng's eyes were all over the bottle with only a few sips left, and without turning his head, he pulled the bottle out of the boss's arms and filled it up for both the other party and himself.

Anyone who is not blind can notice the slap marks on his face, but they are very witty and don't ask him. Only Yan Huanchao asked him what happened to his face as soon as he came up.

Fang Mufeng was in a daze when he saw the person in front of him.