The top white moonlight is me

"Why hasn't my Weibo account been restored yet?!" Jiang Weiyu gritted his teeth, and even got a pimple on the corner of his mouth.

Pan Sheng reassured: "I contacted the other side, and they are speeding up their recovery, just wait a little longer."

Jiang Weiyu kicked over the trash can next to him, "Fuck. You. Damn, you're so annoying!"

Only his Weibo account disappeared inexplicably on the entire Internet, and all information related to him could not be found. It was clear that someone was targeting him. There were different opinions on the Internet, guessing whether he had offended some big boss.

Originally, many people supported his explosive analysis, praised him for his straightforward personality and true temperament, and gained a lot of followers. However, an accident happened when the popularity was the highest, and the best opportunity to increase followers was missed. Some people even slowly came back to it , Jiang Weiyu seems like tea in tea?

He said he was sorry for Ting Xi, but the pace of breaking the news became faster and faster, belittling Ting Xi overtly and secretly, Ting Xi is not a good guy, and Jiang Weiyu is not a good person either.

Pan Sheng's cell phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it, went outside to answer the phone, Jiang Weiyu glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and his expression turned pale instantly.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Pan Sheng came in and told him: "Announcement in the afternoon, ask Xiao Zhou to accompany you, I have to take a step ahead."

Jiang Weiyu rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically, "Bai Guangyu has broken so many things."

Pan Sheng paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Guang Yu is a newcomer, not as reassuring as you. He still has a lot to learn, and you can just pass on some experience to him when you have time, so you can be regarded as a brother of the same school."

Hearing this, Jiang Weiyu's face turned cloudy, and he said arrogantly: "Look at his performance."

Pan Sheng patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Although I have many people under my command, they are completely different from you. Brother Pan will rely on you in the future."

Jiang Weiyu smiled brightly, "What Brother Pan said is out of the question, where would I be without Brother Pan?"

The two looked at each other and smiled like brothers.

After Pan Sheng turned and left, the smile on his face immediately sank. Jiang Weiyu was stupid and self-righteous, but he had to admit that he was very suitable for the entertainment industry and was also very useful.

"Xiao Zhou, go and buy me a cup of coffee." Jiang Weiyu was addicted to playing with his mobile phone, and ordered his assistant without looking up.

The assistant hesitated to speak, "Brother Pan said you haven't been sleeping well recently, so you won't be allowed to drink coffee."

Jiang Weiyu gave him a fierce look, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Xiao Zhou shrank his neck and went out immediately, Jiang Weiyu became more and more difficult to serve, and his temper became more and more serious day by day.

"Damn it, you idiot, dare to hit me!" Jiang Weiyu leaned on the sofa, with the soles of his shoes on the light-colored sofa towel, cursing while playing games.

He suddenly heard the door opening, and then footsteps gradually approached, "Xiao Zhou, why are you back?"

What answered him was a strong force, grabbed his collar and dragged him off the sofa, and threw him heavily on the ground. He was dizzy from the fall and opened his mouth to curse, but the other party didn't give him a chance. He rolled all over the place, wailing again and again.

At first Jiang Weiyu scolded him fiercely, but slowly he began to cry, beg for mercy, and burst into tears. He wanted to see who was beating him, but in the next second, a fist hit him in the eye like a heavy hammer, and his eyes were pitch black.

"Ouch—forgive me, please don't fight anymore."

"Do you want money? Or something else? I can give it to you. It hurts! Help!"

"Ouch—" Jiang Weiyu's stomach hurt so badly that he almost vomited his stomach out.

The huge force kicked him to the side, and his buttocks seemed to split into countless petals. No matter how much he played with Boss Hu, he had never experienced such pain.

He screamed subconsciously, a piece of fabric was stuffed into his mouth, the stench was overwhelming, Jiang Weiyu didn't faint from the pain, but almost fainted from the smell, when he caught a glimpse of the pattern of the fabric from the corner of his eye, he suddenly realized that the thing in his mouth was the sofa towel he had stepped on!

Jiang Weiyu rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

On the same day, Jiang Weiyu got his wish and became a hot search.

[Lying on your stomach, did you have too much fun with the benefactor? 】

[I seem to see blood oozing from the butt of my pants, and I'm terrified when I think about it. 】

[Which funder played so viciously, I hope that J will remind me. 】

[Nonsense!My family, Jiang Jiang, was injured, and you still spread rumors, it's too much, it's inhumane! 】

[Passers-by expressed that they couldn't stand it anymore. The handsome little brother was seriously injured, but you spread rumors to smear him. How unsatisfactory life is in real life. 】

[Big sister upstairs, he's become a pig, where did you see his delicate features?Pretend to be a passer-by and delete the top photo. 】

[I suspect that jwy is being targeted. First, there was an accident with the Weibo account, and then there was an accident with me. I must have offended someone. 】

[If you want to offend people, the one who offends him the most is tx. To be honest, if there is one thing that is done by tx, I immediately turn it into a fan. Obviously it is impossible. After all, tx's eyeballs are staring at chlorophyll. . 】

Sweet cake needs to be hospitalized for a week, and Nie Chen also goes home to take care of his mother. The dormitory is extremely deserted, and the screen of the mobile phone suddenly lights up. A friend request comes into view, and Ting Xi raises his hand to click agree.

"Hahahahaha, Tingxi didn't change his number, he just doesn't want to talk to you." Xue Lian never thought that he would laugh at Yu Linxin one day.

"It's so pitiful, I keep making excuses for myself." Xue Lian leaned on Yu Linxin's shoulder with one hand, and teased him eccentrically.

Yu Linxin shrugged and shook his hands off, his face smelled as if someone owed him 800 million.

Ten minutes ago, Xue Lian came in to discuss something with Yu Linxin, and found that Yu Linxin was staring at the phone distracted.

"Did Tingxi change his phone number? Or is WeChat disabled?" Yu Linxin asked seriously.

Xue Lian was stunned, "Probably not."

Yu Linxin's bushy eyebrows were tangled together, "I applied to add him as a friend, but he neither agreed nor refused."

"Are you sure?" The trust between Yu Linxin and Xue Lian became precarious because of a WeChat account.

Xue Lian was stared at by him, and gradually began to doubt himself, "I'll ask my friend to add the analysis to try."

Ting Xi was almost in a state of finding no such person in the entertainment industry, so naturally he had to find a suitable candidate, so Xue Lian contacted Zhong Mi, the director of Ting Xi's upcoming recording of the variety show "Welcome".

Director Zhong sent a request to add a friend, Ting Xi Miao agreed, and the two had a friendly chat. Ting Xi's attitude was not enthusiastic, but he was well-mannered and polite. Xue Lian recommended it, and asked him to keep his recommendation of Ting Xi a secret.

"Old Zhong said that he thinks Ting Xiren is good." Xue Lian handed the phone to Yu Linxin.

Yu Linxin looked up and glanced, and said to Yourong: "Of course Xiaoxi is fine."

Xue Lian's eyes were numb, as if he saw the writing on Yu Linxin's face: If someone asks me what is perfect in the world - Ting Xi.

"Jiang Weiyu was beaten into the hospital." Xue Lian was on the trending search, and his suspicious eyes fell on Yu Linxin.

Yu Linxin said frankly: "Although I really want to, it's a pity it's not me."

"You really want it? I think you really want me to be laid off as soon as possible!" Xue Lian's eyes widened like copper bells.

Yu Linxin changed the subject, "How long will the show start shooting?"

Xue Lian hugged his arms, and suddenly regretted accepting the variety show for Yu Linxin, he was afraid that Yu Linxin would pass away after the show.

Depressedly, he told Yu Linshen the time, and Yu Linshen frowned, "Is Director Zhong still short of funds?"

"What are you going to do?" Xue Lian was instantly alert.

"Ask." Yu Linxin said perfunctorily.

How could Xue Lian believe it? Sure enough, that night, he received a call from his friend Zhong Dao, happily saying that Yu Linxin wanted to invest in him.

"What request does he have?" Xue Lian's drowsiness that had just climbed onto his head disappeared immediately.

Director Zhong: "His request is very simple. He asked me to advance the filming start time. It's a trivial matter if the funds are in place hahahaha."

"Welcome" is of course well-funded, but who would think too much money?

Blood rushed to the brain, Xue Lian covered his heart, and hurriedly called Yu Linxin, but he couldn't get through at all.

"Yu! Pro! Xin!!!"

Another night of hair loss.

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After the boss of the company warned Pan Sheng and Jiang Weiyu, there was not much movement. Their company was small, crumbling, and might close down at any time. Mr. Wu didn’t know whether he had a big heart, or he had accepted the result calmly. The internal management of the company was loose. I always ask someone to make up the money, and the matter is over. If the accountant hadn't left by himself, he would probably still be working now.

Punishing Pan Sheng half a month's wages symbolically, sacking Jiang Weiyu and notifying Ting Xi for compensation, and warning Pan Sheng and Jiang Weiyu not to commit the crime again, will be regarded as the end of the case.

Today, the two announcements collided, and Ting Xi was so busy that his feet never touched the ground. Fortunately, he was given a boxed lunch. The aunt who delivered the boxed lunch saw that he was thin, so she stuffed him with two boxes directly, telling him that he didn't have enough to eat before going to her to get it. enough.

Nie Chen's mother was hospitalized, and he went back to take care of her for a few days. There was only one person left in the dormitory, Ting Xi, who just ate a box and brought one back for dinner.

"Young man, can I have a box?" The middle-aged man with a beard smiled honestly.

Ting Xi looked at him, then at the two boxes of lunch in his hand, pointed forward, "Get it from Auntie."

The middle-aged man was stunned. The young man was thin-skinned and tender, and he was actually stingy. He rubbed his hands and said, "I'm not your employee. I was stolen when I got off the car."

He took out his trouser pocket, which was cleaner than his face, and showed it to Ting Xi, and his round stomach made grumbling sounds at the right time.

Ting Xi hesitated for a while before handing him the unopened lunch box, and no matter what the man asked him again, he would bury his head in eating.

"Little handsome boy, are you full?" the aunt asked loudly.

A staff member answered, "Sister Liu, why don't you just ask the handsome guy instead of us?"

Sister Liu smiled and said, "You're handsome, I'll ask you too."

Everyone laughed together, Ting Xi was holding a lunch box, his eyes were ecstatic, the middle-aged man turned his body to observe him secretly, Ting Xi took out a small notebook and a signature pen from his trouser pocket, the notebook is printed with stripes, it should be used for writing down things on weekdays, he His hands seem to have magical powers, and with a few strokes of understatement, the picture full of life comes alive on the paper. Everyone is vivid and vivid, and you can clearly feel the lively and happy atmosphere in the painting.

The eyes of the middle-aged man showed astonishment, he looked up and down, no matter how young he looked, he was about in his early twenties, but such a sophisticated and proficient painting skill, ordinary people might not be able to achieve it in a lifetime.

"Young man, are you a student of the Academy of Fine Arts?" The middle-aged man put down the lunch box in his hand and approached Ting Xi.

Ting Xi moved aside to distance himself from him, "No, I'm a singer."

The middle-aged man straightened his upper body, his eyes sparkled, "Are you interested in making movies across borders?"