Perfect Two

Regardless of whether the quarrel was enough or not, the two of them let go of this matter at different levels, and they were unwilling to bring it up again.We both know that this is an invisible bomb, and now we just bury it with soil, deceiving ourselves and others.If you are lucky, you can live in peace all the time.But it is also possible that it will blow up, and it will be far more miserable than it is now.

But the peace in front of me can last as long as it can.

Fu Zhou collected his thoughts and followed into the room.Cheng Xirong showed him the data with the tablet: "This is my traffic and search popularity in the past three months. Including Weibo and Internet engines."

Generally, it maintains an upward trend, and occasionally falls back, but there will be new events in a few days.Generally speaking, since the unexpected death of "Cheng Xirong", "Nanlu" has become the real traffic responsibility.During this period, there were also announcements from other celebrities, and new dramas were released, so there were many topics.I can't bear the fact that Cheng Xirong has encountered so many incidents recently, and after a few days of depression, he will have a topic of interest.

Until a few days ago, the topic of his first appearance after the operation was also lively for a while, and only now has it gradually cooled down.The ugly photo that was passed around was finally no longer seen in the square, and it was replaced by a skin care product endorsement of Xiao Xianrou.

Fu Zhou sat down on the bed and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"The heat has almost reached its peak. It should go down in the future. If you want to push news, now is a good opportunity."

For marketing, Fu Zhou has never had any concept, nor does he have a strong obsession.Cheng Xirong said it was time, so let's do it.The two of them made up their minds and were about to start pushing their own studio out.

As for how to push, Fu Zhou turned his hand to be the shopkeeper, his heart was wider than the sky, and he didn't care.Cheng Xirong began to worry.According to what he thought before, he wanted to take advantage of the popularity of "Our" to increase his attention first, stabilize it with his works, and then use himself as a signboard, and then put on the banner of "Cheng Xirong".Whether it can be successful is another matter, at least make a scale first.

Now that Xie Zhiying's drama has been pushed by Fu Zhou, the resources he can use are only a little bit from the rookie competition.This is definitely different from traditional film and television dramas, and it is lowered by one level first.

If it is "Ours", it is standing in front of the public as a professional actor, which is a stable solid state with a foundation, but starting from the newcomer award, the public's perspective will still stay at the level of "newcomers" superior.

Who would trust a rookie who doesn't even have serious works?

Even if there will be works in the future that will prove myself, but the immediate initial stage will become very difficult.It may turn into a few children playing small fights, getting together like playing house and messing around.This directly affects the subsequent progress, and the resistance will also become very large.

Cheng Xirong didn't fall asleep at night, tossed and turned on the bed, listening to the breathing of the other person beside him, wanted to lift his foot to kick him in the face.

Although it was for his own good, it did cause a lot of trouble.

"Can't sleep?"

Just as he was thinking whether to beat him up, Fu Zhou's voice suddenly sounded in the dark and quiet room.Cheng Xirong thought he had fallen asleep, so he was unprepared, and suddenly trembled from fright.

Fu Zhou seemed to be aware of Cheng Xirong's reaction, held his breath and waited for a while, then cleared his throat before continuing: "Uncomfortable?"

Cheng Xirong couldn't help turning the pages again: "No."

Fu Zhou thought for a while: "Are you thinking about promoting the studio?"

Cheng Xirong let out a muffled "hmm".There may be a kind of magic in the late night, where the sound will become more condensed and become a bunch, passing through the air without impurities.

When you hear it in your ears, it looks very pure.

Cheng Xirong didn't know if it was appropriate to use the word "pure" to describe the current scene.But people's emotions will be magnified by darkness, there is no doubt about it.It was strange to say that while feeling that something was expanding in the bottom of my heart, I also felt that the mass was gradually sinking.It has been sinking and sinking, to a darker place.

Some people have said that you can't think about problems or make decisions at night.At this time, sensibility dominates, squeezing rationality aside, making people impulsive.

Cheng Xirong turned over, turned his back to Fu Zhou, and added in a low voice, "It's nothing. Go to sleep."

There was silence again.

When Cheng Xirong was really drowsy and about to fall asleep, Fu Zhou suddenly said again: "I can understand your desire to succeed."

Cheng Xirong woke up again with a jolt, and was dazed for a while, but he still couldn't think of the reason for this sentence.

Fu Zhou's voice flowed slowly, a little low, and gradually came over: "I will help you. No matter what it is."

The night is exciting.Cheng Xirong thought so, and after a warm throbbing in his heart passed away, he put this sentence aside.I can't listen to what I say late at night, and my mood is also false.They are all painted with unknown colors,

After Fu Zhou finished that sentence, he let out a slow breath as if he had lifted a heavy burden.His tone became more relaxed, and regardless of whether Cheng Xirong responded, he just said: "There is no need to push the studio, it is what it is. I will help you up, you trust me."

Can you believe it?

It seems to be possible.Apart from certain sexual matters, and apart from his attitude towards the past, Fu Zhou has no other failures in front of him.Thinking about it this way, is it because I have too many things?Hit his culprit, that's why he was rejected?

For example, now, for another matter, he would completely agree to it.And will give a promise, and then use his all to fulfill this promise.whatever it is.He used to be very considerate in taking care of himself, fully devoted himself to it, and never complained.

The thought was interrupted here, and a villain in Cheng Xirong's heart erased the thought.Don't talk about the past, it's because he has secrets, and I won't ask any more.But emotional matters, there are not so many conditions that can be discussed.

Without those rules and regulations, it is impossible to measure and think rationally.This is not something that can be concluded by reasoning back and forth.Cheng Xirong is also a man himself, he has lived and loved, he knows exactly what kind of impulse of the same nature in this aspect is.

The physiological structure of men and women is different, and it is also reflected in this respect.Fu Zhou obviously had ideas, and Cheng Xirong could tell that the depression in his eyes could hardly be hidden.But he can still bear it, what this means is too obvious.

This is equivalent to slapping Cheng Xirong in the face, directly provoking his dignity as a man.

Can't bear it.I can't stand anything.

Cheng Xirong exhaled and repeated, "Go to sleep."

A slap in the face to express your sincerity?I'm not a masochist, what are you doing listening to you?

Cheng Xirong collected his thoughts, pulled his attention back from behind, and forced himself to empty his mind.

It was also strange that when Cheng Xirong woke up the next day, he automatically ignored the conversation from the night before.Fu Zhou also seemed like nothing happened, everything was as usual.

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