I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

The phone rang like a death call.

Pei Huan was sweating, and his voice was even hoarse, "I will..."

He reached out to touch the mobile phone beside the bed, and the phone was automatically disconnected when the time came, and switched to the locked screen state. As expected, the message bar on it was full of Weibo hot searches.

#Century Breaking Ice#

#Dead Enemy Becomes Lover#

#Zhu Yang House Collapsed#

……

When the tags filled his field of vision, he took a deep breath, "You still have one last chance to redeem yourself, and let people remove the hot searches."

There was a rush of heat behind the ear.

"You still have the energy to take care of this," whispered against his earlobe, "let's continue."

Brother Wu's call came in again.

This was the tenth or tenth phone call he had made persistently. Pei Huan turned around and kissed the corner of his mouth comfortingly, "Soon, I'll answer the phone."

The people behind him just let out a muffled snort.

When Pei Huan connected the phone, Brother Wu's voice gushed out like a floodgate, "You are willing to answer the phone! You already know about this, do you think that everything will be fine by sending me the red envelope in advance? I told You, this thing is not over!"

There was an itching on his neck, and Pei Huan leaned forward.

"It's not that serious, it's just a video."

"Isn't it serious that people beat stones on the wall? Tell me, how should I wash you this time? Saying that you are just getting into the drama is too affectionate?"

Just as Pei Huangang was about to speak, the back of his neck went numb, "Well, don't make trouble."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, as if realizing something, he said, "You...where are you now?"

Pei Huan: "On the bed."

Brother Wu: "..."

A hand stretched out to hold Pei Huan's wrist, and pulled it closer. His black hair was messily pasted on his forehead, and he said in a low voice, "Have you asked enough?"

Wu Ge swallowed.

——"No need to wash, it's all the truth."

Then the phone was hung up, Brother Wu looked at the phone screen and fell silent, he wiped his hair and tried to digest the content.

"Brother Wu, I'm already looking for someone to remove the hot search you mentioned."

"Don't worry about it." Brother Wu looked at the naive and ignorant intern with a complicated expression, and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's prepare the official announcement."

Intern: "Huh??"

The hot search server hangs up again.

After the emergency repairs were completed, the one with the word 'explosive' in dark color at the top of the list was still the hot search of a certain traffic and actor.

"It's all filming, how could it be real?"

"Isn't ph gay? I haven't heard that zy has an affair, maybe he is also a deep gay."

"This hot search hasn't been posted yet? The team doesn't work with money?"

"Focus on actors' works and stay away from life."

"I feel sorry for Zhu Yangfen, the house has collapsed."

"Going back upstairs, Zhu Yang's fan group is full of gongs, drums and firecrackers to celebrate his leaving the single~"

The marketing account has never dared to make news about Zhu Yang, but seeing that the hot search has not been withdrawn for a long time, it seems like a hunting dog smelling an opportunity and moving on hearing the wind, pushing articles on it.

Tweets and GIFs with mixed truths.

Even the daily list on a certain Alphabet website is a mixed cut of the two people's shots.

Ling Xu, who has been busy with the new album for a while, took the time to open Moments, and saw the 'house has collapsed' swiping the screen.

He opened the link below in confusion.

Suddenly saw Pei Huan's face and what he was doing.

He clicked his tongue twice, "This master is really reckless all the time."

There was a sound of opening the door behind him, Ling Xu didn't move, a bottle of mineral water stretched out in front of his eyes, "What are you looking at, senior?"

Ling Xu smiled and handed over the phone.

Yuwen Junjie took it blankly, and Ling Xu dragged him to the sofa, tapped the screen with his fingers, "Look at it from the beginning."

Yuwen Junjie obediently said.

Holding the phone, he began to look. Ling Xu sat next to him and observed his expression unabashedly until he saw that his expression gradually became stiff, then he raised his head and asked, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Senior, do you think I still like Senior Pei Huan?"

Ling Xu smiled and said nothing.

Yuwen Junjie propped his hand on the sofa cushion, leaned closer and kissed the person in front of him.

Ling Xu sneered and responded vigorously.

The rest was swallowed in silence.

Pei Huan opened his sore and heavy eyelids, his throat was so dry, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Suddenly, I saw a glass of water on the bedside.

There was still a white mist under the warm yellow light, he turned his head, and the side of the bed was empty at some point.

He opened the door with a glass of water in his hand.

Facing the moonlight, a silver glow fell on his body from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Zhu Yang was on the phone in his pajamas.

The night wind blew in with coolness.

"I still say the same thing back then. I don't need you to plan my life for me."

Pei Huan stopped.

Hesitating whether to pretend that he didn't hear anything and go back to the room, the sound came from afar when he turned around.

"I never regret what I decide. When I made the film you thought it was 'just for fun', but you never understand, it's my passion."

"So does he."

"It is the love that I have devoted my whole life to."

Pei Huan gripped the cup tightly.

He took a deep breath, turned around and walked out, and opened the French windows.

When Zhu Yang turned his head, surprise appeared in his black eyes.

The boy's hair was in a mess, and there were two clumps of hair standing on top of his head. His clothes were also put on randomly. He said, "Give me the phone."

Zhu Yang paused, then handed out the phone.

Pei Huan said: "Hello, President, I'm Pei Huan."

"Are you that little star? Tell me how you are willing to leave my son. Are you doing it for money? Cash or check is up to you," said Father Zhu.

"You are really rich and powerful." Pei Huan smiled: "It's a pity that what I want is your son Zhu Yang. Of course, don't worry, I will take good care of your precious son."

Still talking emotionally over there.

Zhu Yang hung up the phone casually with a calm face, and stretched out his hands to caress the messy locks of hair on the top of his head, "Is there any discomfort?"

"No." Pei Huan said, "Will I be too rude when I just said that?"

"No. You don't need to back down."

Pei Huan thought about the attention he would receive after making it public, but he never thought it would be so intense.

The door of the studio.

The crowds were mixed with boiling screams, and the long guns and short guns were quite spectacular. If the crew hadn't been told in advance to set up fences and strengthen security, there would be almost no way to maintain order on the scene.

Pei Huan, who had never seen any big scenes, was sitting in the nanny's car, watching through the window, still a little scalp tingling.

Brother Wu said: "Get out of the car. Why don't you dare?"

"Who wouldn't dare." The corners of Pei Huan's mouth were a little stiff, "Do you understand what traffic is? This is it."

He put on his hat and pushed open the back door of the RV.

Two seconds paused, the mountain screaming like a tsunami, and the fans shook their hands excitedly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhagatopa.

Pei Huan was caught in the eye unpreparedly, and he frowned and was about to raise his hand to block it.

The shoulders were suddenly pulled back.

Then he bumped into the firm and warm chest, and before he had time to react, he was wrapped into Zhu Yang's arms, blocking everyone's gaze.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

"Mom, I'm gone!!"

"These two people fucking won't let single dogs live!"

"I picked lemons, and the handsome guy is still a handsome guy."

Pei Huan said in a low voice: "Hurry up, your ears are going to be deaf."

Zhu Yang hummed.

But the pace didn't quicken. I don't know if it was an illusion. When he raised his head quietly, he found that Zhu Yang was looking for an angle for the cameraman.

"..."

"Do you want to wait for your interview before going in?" Pei Huan said.

"That's not the case." The corner of Zhu Yang's mouth deepened, "It's the first time to show affection openly, and it feels good."

True, with the disclosure of a relationship.

Pei Huan pouted, but also slowed down his pace.

Entering the set, Pei Huan finally took a breath.

He took off the hat on his head and was about to ask the staff for a bottle of water when he heard a bang.

Countless colored ribbons fell from the eyes.

"Congratulations on leaving the order!"

The huge cake was raised in front of their eyes, and the staff were holding empty firework buckets, "I knew you would be together for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Pei Huan hadn't reacted yet.

He was pushed from behind, "Come on, cut the cake."

"Wait." Brother Wu suddenly called out.

Pei Huan's hand almost trembled, and when he turned around, he saw Brother Wu take out his phone from his pocket, "Eat the phone first."

Click.

Click.

The picture was full, and Pei Huan was surrounded in the center of the crowd, with scattered ribbons of various colors on his black hair, his cheeks were as fresh as newborn fruits, and his eye sockets were sparkling.

Standing on his right side, Zhu Yang lowered his eyes and watched quietly. The scenery was even worse than the starry boy beside him.

Zhu Yang V: My love. [Image] [image]

Pei Huan V: #红红火火# Yes, we are together. //@Zhu Yang V: My love. [Image] [image]

Netizens who waited for a day to refute the rumors only waited for two official Weibo posts, and the fans of the two who had been tearing each other up for so long were so caught off guard that the owner personally stamped them as cp.

Fans of Pei Huan, who were still talking fragrantly in the last second, emptied all Weibo, and the latest one turned into a limited circle lottery: The first time the cub posted a topic on Weibo, he was out of order, and the old mother left tears of emotion. Draw 10 Bit #红红火火# baby to send "stage" movie tickets.

Zhu Yang Fan Support Club V: Only love can last for a long time, thank you @贝焦 for appearing. //@ Pei Huan V: #红红火火# Yes, we are together. //@Zhu Yang V: My love. [Image] [image]

Pei Huan Global Fan Club V: If the target is Zhu Yang, then it's fine. //@祝昊脸热友助会V: Only love can last for a long time, thank you @贝焦for appearing. //@ Pei Huan V: #红红火火# Yes, we are together. //...

Netizens who set up their benches and prepared to watch the show: "..."

"The two families who were still tearing up their positions yesterday have calmed down today, and I respect it."

"It is worthy of China's famous double standard."