Perfect Two

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But now that Feng Yi's name is mentioned...

How could his name appear at this point in time?His involvement here?What role does he play in this?Does this have anything to do with him?

Cheng Xirong pursed his lips, did not answer Xiao Ning, and instead asked bluntly: "What does this matter have to do with him?"

Xiao Ning obviously sighed, very helpless: "It should be a coincidence. A group of people were following Feng Yi, and they collided with Mr. He's news."

What do you mean?

Xiao Ning concluded: "Feng Yi also went to Teacher He's side, maybe wait a while..."

Before he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door outside, the voice of the speech overlapped with the reminder in the receiver, and it was hard to tell which one was real and which one was a dream.

"Are you inside? It's me, Feng Yi. You open the door."

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It was Feng Yi's voice, which Cheng Xirong couldn't be more familiar with after listening to it for so many years.Through a door panel, you can't see that person, but you can think of the scene on the opposite side, and there is always a feeling of time and space reversed.

It seems... There have been such scenes before.

Maybe they had a quarrel because of something, and they almost started fighting, and finally they turned around and never looked at each other again.It was like this after the Cold War, Feng Yi stood outside knocking on the door and asked in a low voice, "Can I go in?"

The door was never locked, and if he wanted to, he could get in immediately by turning the handle.But he would always ask a question, and stood outside waiting for Cheng Xirong's response, asking over and over again.

At that time, what expression would Feng Yi have?

Cheng Xirong never thought about it, just listened to the calm and gentle voice, let the flame in his heart burn up, and vented his anger and anger smoothly and refreshingly.

There will be a stalemate for a long time, and the door will not be opened until the mood subsides and the whole person calms down.Always very casual, relying entirely on his own mood, it has nothing to do with how long Feng Yi stands outside.

Hearing such a voice now, Cheng Xirong thought of the brown carpet at the door, the small lighthouse hanging on the wall, and the white porcelain vase on the opposite shelf... He Ruosheng picked it all out by himself. Yes, it is He Ruosheng's favorite item, and this is He Ruosheng's territory.

It's not his own, not his and Feng Yi's home.

But now, the two of them are in this environment, staying in someone else's home, still separated by a door, unable to see anything.It can convey sound.

Cheng Xirong would think, what does Feng Yi look like now?Surrounded by carpets, wall lamps, and vases, what kind of standing posture did he do, what movements did he make, and what expression did he have?

What was his expression when he was with him back then?

Hidden outside the door panel, under his always peaceful voice, what kind of emotion is hiding?

What kind of resentment and dissatisfaction has he never expressed, never willing to say?What kind of resentment?

Back then...for such a long period of time before, what kind of real face was it, and what happened when I didn't even know about it?

Why does he always keep his mouth shut and never speak the truth?Obviously the closest person, there are so many opportunities to show your sincerity, vent, and tell everything.Does he say nothing, pretending to be some kind of forbearing saint?

And now... this man, what is he doing here now?

What the hell is he thinking?He sticks on like a dog skin plaster, what exactly is he going to do?

Doesn't he know that his behavior is annoying?

Cheng Xirong was a little irritable, raised his hand to wipe his face, let out a breath, and let out the oppression in his chest.

When was the last time you saw Feng Yi?Just recently, in the same capacity as now, from the perspective of a newcomer who has just debuted, I talked with him as a senior, but in the end they broke up.

Obviously not how long has passed, but the mentality is very different.The last time Cheng Xirong was still recalling his past self, thinking about the ego element in his actions, and doubting the oppression and pain he brought to others.

Up to now, the root of everything comes from myself. All the misfortunes are because of my own problems, my bad personality, my own self, and my lack of consideration for other people's feelings.

It is one's own existence that leads to one's own ending.

It was a process of self-doubt and self-denial, criticizing the past existence.This is painful. I have to separate my past, half hesitant and half regretful.

This is more uncomfortable than being punched by someone. The foundation of my own existence has collapsed, my own world will be in ruins, and I can no longer build high-rise buildings.

This is the ultimate doom, and self-doubt is the end of a man with a strong sense of self.

But at this moment, the mentality is a little bit different.Cheng Xirong still thinks about the past, the estrangement between himself and Feng Yi, and those misunderstandings that happened by mistake.

After thinking about it, Cheng Xirong didn't ask "Why didn't I notice it earlier", but instead asked "Why didn't that person tell me".

If he didn't tell, how would he know?I never wanted to hide anything from him, so why couldn't he be more honest?

Am I a difficult person to communicate with?no.I will not be unreasonable, plug my ears, cover my eyes, neither listen nor look, and be a dictatorial person.

Is there no chance for me to sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk with him?Of course not.There is no one who is more intimate than a "partner" in this world, what can't be said?Sleeping together every day, what you see before you close your eyes and after you open your eyes is this person, not to perform "same bed with different dreams".

No more love?I have no idea.My love is a continuation from the past, from that bar in the 20s, from the world of eccentricity, and it has settled down.Until I witnessed his derailment, experienced his betrayal, and tasted the personal pain.Then it goes off.

What about him?He doesn't love it, so why didn't he say it?With his usual calmness, he spoke seriously, saying "I don't like you" and "Let's separate".

Okay, I don't force you to stay, I will still wave goodbye and say "goodbye".Looking forward to meeting again, we can drink tea and chat.

But he just didn't say it, he just wants to be this great hidden ninja, to endure grievances, to bear all the burdens, to pinch his own heart into a distorted shape, and it will no longer be as fresh as it was at the beginning.

Who is to blame?

Anyway, don't blame me.

This is not my fault.

Cheng Xirong put down his hands, stared at the door, and calmed down more and more.Feng Yi knocked on the door again, with the same gentle voice, calm and peaceful: "Nan Xing, there are no reporters outside, so don't be afraid. Open the door, I have something to say to you."

What's so scary about journalists?Can a reporter compare to poisonous snakes and beasts, can it be as frightening as snakes and scorpions?

But you, who betrayed your lover, are more venomous than snakes and scorpions, and more ruthless than any raptor, making people want to avoid them.

In this life, there should be no personal friendship. The meeting should be at the moment of confrontation, at the moment of saying "Farewell" at the end.

Only that one time, there is no connection since then, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, there is a new life, a new life and a future.

Before that, what's the use of getting involved?What is there to say?

No, I don't want to tell you anything.

The security guard stood by the door, looked at Cheng Xirong, then at the direction of the door, and turned back and forth several times.He was very embarrassed, seeing that Cheng Xirong didn't respond, he reminded him in a low voice, "Do you want to open the door?"

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Cheng Xirong closed the curtains casually, sat down on the wooden chair in the room, and turned on the mobile phone to watch the entertainment version.

Probably because Cheng Xirong's aura was too fierce, the security guard heard Cheng Xirong's whole process of admonishing Xiao Ning on the phone, and was also suppressed by that oppressive aura, not daring to act rashly.

But he didn't give up, he was still eager to move, the hands hanging on both sides of his body were very restless, and he twirled his fingertips to relieve his urgency.

The knock on the door continued, every few seconds, passed along the wooden door, and echoed in the room.

The security guard reminded again in a low voice: "Feng Yi is outside! Not a reporter, do you want to open the door for him?"

Cheng Xirong raised his head, looked at the security guard, and asked without emotion, "Are you his fan?"

The rough security guard fell into embarrassment, and immediately waved his hand to deny it, and explained a little shyly: "No, I just know this person, and I am not a fan. He is a big star! He and Mr. He are both big stars, they should be Do you know each other?"

Cheng Xirong was unmoved: "And then?"

The security guard couldn't figure out why, so he held back for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence: "Isn't it inappropriate to keep him outside? He will be angry, right?"

It's still a star effect, with its own halo buff, and people look up to it wherever it goes.Especially among groups with occluded information and narrow horizons, celebrities are big figures, they are high above them, and they need ordinary people to worship them.

Referring to those middle-aged women in small towns, when it comes to entertainment and gossip, they always have a sense of awe, and regard the life state that they will never encounter in their entire lives as sacred.Some people even use their behavior as a guide, dividing themselves and setting a standard for themselves.

Especially TV cafes like Feng Yi, who have debuted for many years, have a wide audience, and are a little more "glory" than the new Xiaohua and Xiaosheng.

Cheng Xirong could understand the security guard's thoughts, but he didn't intend to agree.He asked back: "What does he have to do with me when he is angry? Besides, why is he angry?"

The security guard was a little stunned and didn't turn the corner.

Cheng Xirong: "This is He Ruosheng's home. Without He Ruosheng's permission, he walked in through the gate and went up to the second floor. This is trespassing. What does your security department do? Not only do you not stop this kind of behavior, but you also condone it." Indulge, and help him speak instead. Paying so much property fees every year is this kind of security service?"

The security guard could understand the second half of the accusation, and instantly lost his color, frightened and restless.But he still couldn't understand the meaning of the first half, and still tried to defend himself, trying to convince Cheng Xirong: "But that's not someone else! It's Feng Yi outside..."

"Is Feng Yi human?"

Security guard: "...Yes."

"Aren't all kinds of laws, regulations, and institutional provisions formulated for people?" Cheng Xirong paused, and said directly, "He is a star, so he can be treated specially? Then He Ruosheng will climb the next wall tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. The door in the front row is okay, right?"

"No! The problem is, Mr. He and Feng Yi are both celebrities! They know each other!"

Cheng Xirong sneered: "How do you know they know each other? Did Feng Yi take He Ruosheng's letter of introduction or did He Ruosheng give you an account? Let me tell you, I don't know this person outside. He broke into a private house and now has evil plans against me." .I don't know how I will be treated, I am very afraid, and I ask you to perform your due duties in the security department."

The security guard was completely stunned, he couldn't turn this corner at all, and didn't understand the reason behind it.It stands to reason that Cheng Xirong's words are very easy to understand. They are Chinese characters, and the words put together can be understood, but when they are combined into sentences, it is difficult to understand after such a long detour.

Why... don't you know?

Obviously they know each other!Otherwise, how could Feng Yi knock on the door directly, and still have such a familiar attitude, confident and confident, without any hesitation.

What's more, Feng Yi's face often appears on TV. The TV drama channel repeatedly broadcasts his works, several times a year. It can be said that he is a household name!

Why do you say you don't know each other?

The security guard was at a loss, and stood there in embarrassment. He felt that this was weird, and felt that what Cheng Xirong said was right and reasonable.So it got stuck like this, and the security guard was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Cheng Xirong didn't say much, and felt uncomfortable after sitting for a while, then stood up supporting the small desk, and slowly moved back to the bed.The oxygen tube was still spread out on the pillow, and he couldn't breathe well, and he couldn't lie down, so he could only rest on the bed.

The knock on the door continued, no matter how good-tempered Feng Yi was, his patience would be exhausted by the long silence.He showed some eagerness, raised his voice a little bit suspiciously: "Nan Xing, are you inside?"

Cheng Xirong still didn't respond.

The security guard couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and opened the door, then quickly closed the door with his backhand, blocking Feng Yi from the outside with his own body.

The moment the door opened, Feng Yi's heart was full of joy, and even the corners of his eyebrows and lips jumped up with joy.However, the person who came out was wearing a uniform, and immediately extinguished his excitement, the residual temperature curled up, and gray-black smoke rose up, carrying wet disappointment.

Feng Yi was forced to take two steps back, keeping the distance between himself and the man in uniform, and looked him up and down after standing still.

The security guards were also examining Feng Yi, taking a closer look at the person he often saw on TV, comparing his appearance and figure with the one shown on the TV.

The two stared at each other for a long time, Feng Yi spoke first, and asked hesitantly, "Are you... the security guard here?"

The security nodded.

Feng Yi coughed lightly, shifted his embarrassment, and asked softly, "Is Nan Xing in there?"

The security guard shook his head, and then explained: "There is a child inside, I don't know his name. It seems to be Mr. He's friend, but we can't contact Mr. He now, so we can't be sure."

Feng Yi: "That's him. We all know each other. I need to talk to him about something, so let's talk to him."

Feng Yi wanted to bypass the security guard, but he didn't want the security guard to step aside by mistake, heading in the direction Feng Yi was walking, just blocking Feng Yi's way.

The security guard looked puzzled and scratched his hair: "But he said, he doesn't know you."

Feng Yi: "..."

The security guard sighed: "I don't know what's going on with you either. He said you broke into a private house with bad intentions. He said he was afraid to see you."

Feng Yi took a deep breath, took a deep breath again, and squeezed out a more sincere smile: "He is throwing a temper tantrum with me, kid, it's just like that when things don't go well for a while. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

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Everyone has their own opinions, and there is no way to connect with each other.The security guard was overwhelmed, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

On the one hand, they doubted Cheng Xirong's identity. After all, he also appeared here suddenly, and he had never seen him before.On the other hand, the security guard also came to his senses and realized that Feng Yi's appearance here was a bit strange and not very reasonable.

Strictly speaking, Feng Yi was indeed trespassing.Regardless of the relationship between the child and the owner, in short, this is not the reason for Feng Yi to enter the room on his own initiative. He has no invitation and no explanation from the owner, so he can't produce any evidence.

In a sense, the two men are actually the same.The key is the owner himself. If he can be contacted now, he will be clear when he asks.However, the owner's phone has never been answered, and the second contact person left behind is always busy and cannot be dialed at all.

How to do?

In front of him is a well-known big star, a person with a head and a face, and a person of status.It is impossible to say that he is a liar, right?Everyone knows him. If you lie, can't you be exposed anytime and anywhere?

This is not a public face. After doing something to hide in the crowd, no one can find him.He can't hide, so think about it, he shouldn't do bad things, right?

but……

The security guard thought about the child in the room, with pale and thin cheeks, weak and weak, and how... pitiful he was leaning on the bed.To be more frank, pitiful and cute, that is lovable.

Faced with such a child, who can be ruthless to reject him?Those eyes were bright and moist, and when they looked over, they contained ardent expectations, some faint longing, hiding strong trust.

Being watched by him like this, no matter how hard-hearted people are, they will melt, they can only nod and say "yes", there is no possibility of objection.It's like being contained in those bright eyes, immersed in a deep spring, wandering around, unable to surface.

The security guard thought of the pinch mark on the delicate neck, and the mouth and nose covered by the oxygen tube. The lips looked very soft, and seemed to be fragile and fragile treasures.

Should be protected.He shouldn't have to face this dangerous world, let alone be put in danger to endure any storms from the outside world.There shouldn't be any, not the slightest bit, and there shouldn't be a single bit of risk.

His world should be pure and flawless, absolutely safe, and bright, that would suit him...

The security guard was a little distracted, so he stood motionless, still blocking Feng Yi's way.He didn't have a choice or a decision, he didn't think about how to balance between these two people, and he didn't intend to block Feng Yi.

It's just that I haven't thought about it yet, and my behavior is stuck in the current scene without any further changes.But he did block the room behind him, instinctively showing a protective posture, and facing Feng Yi, he took a defensive posture.

Very contradictory, but also expressed his thoughts.

Feng Yi was a little helpless, he exhaled softly, and he still tried to persuade him in a gentle and calm manner: "You are here, what else can I do? Besides, what can I do? I just told him It's just a few words, and I'm leaving."

The security guard repeated: "But he said he didn't know you..."

Feng Yi smiled weakly: "This question... Let me tell you this, it is difficult to say 'know' or 'don't know', right? For example, do you know me? Do you know who I am?"

The security guard was an honest man and nodded.

Feng Yi said again: "But have we met before?"

The security guard shook his head: "No. I've seen you on TV, many times."

Feng Yi was persuasive and guided the security guard's thoughts: "Then you and I know each other or not? You do know that I exist, but we have never met before, and we just met today for the first time. 'Knowing' means The words are somewhat ambiguous, not quite the same as 'know', is it?"

The poor security guard is a straight-line creature with physical strength, all thoughts are a thread, straight down from the beginning to the end, not to mention turning, there is not even a wrinkle.

Just such an honest man, he was seduced by two cunning heads one after another, and each of them instilled a very "logical" theory in him.They didn't give him time to digest, and quietly forced him to accept it completely, asking him to maintain the same way of thinking as himself.

Who are these two people?That's an old fritter who has been in the entertainment industry for many years. He behaves in any situation and talks to whomever he sees.If they want to, a finger can also be said to be "two", and if they paste a piece of white paper, they must also point to the one that says "black".

The security guards usually come into contact with the owners in this community. There are only a few people who come and go. They are either rich or powerful, and they are of high quality.The security environment is simple, the personnel structure is also single, and they have not experienced any major incidents, so the number of ranks is naturally quite low.

There is no comparison with people like Cheng Xirong and Feng Yi who got out of the impetuous and corrupt environment.Basically, they walked away led by the nose, and the situation was one-sided. The security guards listened to what these two people said.

What's more, what Feng Yi said was very reasonable, and he also acted very sincerely.The basic qualities of an actor are all used here. With a pair of eyes fixed on the person he is talking to, the sincerity is strong and deep, and there is no intention of deceiving people at all.

It's not a lie to say it, at best it's...fudge.

In just a few minutes, the security guard was fooled twice in succession, and what he was facing was acting at the level of a movie king and a movie king.One pretends to be pitiful, the other fakes sincerity, each pair of eyes has emotions, and can cover an honest person with simple thinking inside, preventing anyone from escaping.

The security letter, smashed his mouth and said with emotion: "No, it's hard to say whether I know it or not."

The smile in Feng Yi's eyes deepened, and he continued: "Right? This is, it is easy to cause misunderstandings if you don't make it clear. To be honest, Nan Xing said that he doesn't know me, and it is true that we have only met a few times, and we don't have much contact. It must not be compared with those people who get along day and night."

Security guard: "Then you don't know each other well?"

Feng Yi smiled and nodded: "I'm familiar with it in the rumors, and there are very few opportunities to actually meet. I... well, I don't know if you have heard of it, but my boyfriend is Cheng Xirong, and he is his teacher."

The security guard's expression changed, he was slightly embarrassed, he did not hide his resistance and avoidance at all, he was obviously a person who did not accept "homosexual love".

This kind of people accounted for a considerable proportion of the crowd. Feng Yi had seen many such occasions and was used to this kind of scrutiny and scrutiny.

But unexpectedly, the security guard suddenly asked: "Since he is a student, why doesn't he want to see you? Did you do anything to him?"

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Feng Yi experienced firsthand that honest people are not for bullying, he was completely unexpected and without any precautions, and was stopped by the security guard just like that.

He never expected that the dull-looking security guard would have such keen insight...or in other words, some kind of associative ability, divergent thinking, and so on.

If I think about it, in this short conversation, I should have not revealed too much information, right?From the beginning to the end, I only said that I wanted to see the children inside, and other than that, I didn't have time to say anything more!

how come...

Feng Yi was ashamed, a little helpless, and asked with a wry smile: "Look at what you said, what can I do?"

The security guard seemed to have caught some key information point, and Shun Teng pulled out a corner of the truth. He was very excited and insisted on his guess and point of view: "Otherwise? If it is a normal person, how can I not see you!?"

Is this... a compliment?Praise?

But why doesn't it sound right...

Feng Yi was even more helpless, his anxiety and eagerness gradually revealed, seeping out from his usual calm and indifferent expression.

The security guard thought to himself: "A big star like you, there must be many people chasing you when you come out. I have also read the news that people who like you will drive after you. Last time, whoever got into a traffic accident, How dangerous it is! I, uh, I want to ask you for a photo!"

Off topic!

Feng Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, not knowing how to explain this question: "It's really nothing. I have a photo with you, and I also have an autograph. Just let me in, okay?"

"No."

Feng Yi: "..."

Security guard: "It's two different things. This is my job, and it's what I should do when I get paid. My job is not to take pictures with celebrities..."

The two chatted for a while, and the intercom on the security guard's chest rang, and there was a loud noise coming from inside, mixed with a masculine voice.

Probably the captain of the security team had some new instructions.Feng Yi was not used to the accent of the other party, and he was anxious, and he didn't pay attention to what the security guards were talking about.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, and became more and more anxious, wondering whether to continue to dawdle with the security guard, or simply... to be tough.There is not much time left, he finally got such an opportunity, if he still does not see that child, it will not be so easy in the future.

In the end, before Feng Yi could come up with a conclusion, the security guard put down the walkie-talkie, stepped forward suddenly, and arrived in front of Feng Yi within a breath.

Feng Yi didn't react at all, and before he could question anything, he was pushed back by his chest by the security guard and took a big step back.

What's happening?

Why did you make a move all of a sudden?

What did you just say?

In terms of action, Feng Yi has never had an advantage. He can count the action movies he has acted in so far, and most of them are stand-ins.He also doesn't like sports very much in his life, which is completely different from Cheng Xirong. He would rather lie on a Roman chair for two hours than to carry a barbell.

He is similar to He Ruosheng in that he is a waste of money. No matter what card Cheng Xirong buys for them or what kind of courses they buy, in the end it will either be consumed by Cheng Xirong himself, or it will be left on the system until it expires. .

Feng Yi never felt that there was anything wrong with this before. He was very healthy and in good shape, and he looked like a gentleman in his clothes.Up to this moment, he was pushed downstairs by the security guards, stumbled with his left foot and nearly rolled down the stairs with his right foot, feeling angry and regretful at the same time.

Yelling and making a scene didn't fit his image, and he couldn't do such a shameful thing.But he was really angry. He gritted his teeth and tightened his jaw, his whole face was flushed.

How many years have you not been treated like this?From the time he left that bar and stepped into a new industry, he started a new life.

From then on, he was a new person, a sought-after star, always superior.So many people like him, no matter where he goes, there are always people looking up at him.

Where is this humiliation?

The hands that pushed him were rough and chapped, with dirt hidden in the nails, and the folds of the joints were like old trees.Such a person... how dare he treat himself like this?What is he! ?

What is that child hiding in the room on the other side of the door? !How dare he throw face at me like this?What qualifications does he have?What capital?

A gloomy resentment grew in Feng Yi's heart, and he pulled out the intricate knots from the soil, implicating the moisture from more than ten years ago, filling his heart to the brim.

Back in time, everything returned to that bar, the time of being bullied and humiliated.

Why is that?

Why am I being treated like this?

Is it just because Cheng Xirong is gone now?

Without Cheng Xirong, these cats and dogs can look down on me and don't take me seriously?

Am I only relying on Cheng Xirong to get to where I am now?Without him, I can't even stand on my own?What are those before that?All that admiration, all that respect... what are these things?

Did Cheng Xirong give it to me?

Feng Yi was choked by a strong grief, and his breathing stopped. The unwillingness and despair went down the chest cavity, and then penetrated into the body.

It's not even my own heartbeat.

Everything is not your own.Starting from that bar more than ten years ago, I put down the microphone by myself, stepped into a new life, and then never owned anything.

From now on, he is just a puppet, the thread is in Cheng Xirong's hands, and his life is under his control.I no longer have the initiative and can never be independent.

These are clear from the beginning, very clear, engraved in the bottom of my heart.But at that time, I still chose this path, throwing away my rights with my own hands, and attaching my life to that person.

It was my choice, the last decision I made... make up your mind, cut off the possibility of making a decision in the future.

Regret?

If you do it all over again, what choice will you make?Back on the stage of that bar, will he go with Cheng Xirong?Back at Zhou Sheng's office, will he button up his clothes?When I got back to that set, would I rush over there and tell Cheng Xirong...

Tell him "I hope you're fine", tell him "I still want to be with you, I want to have a good time with you", tell him "I'm relieved".

can you?

Feng Yi couldn't figure it out, and didn't even try to understand these things.Amidst the noise, he could distinguish words such as "Trespassing" and "Rejected by the owner", and then the light in front of him gradually disappeared, and in the end, it was completely replaced by darkness.

The world is quiet, the farce ends here, okay?

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The final outcome was beyond Cheng Xirong's own imagination.There were lively discussions on various portal websites for several days, and three or four of the most popular posts on Weibo were filled with the names of these people.

And "Little Boss Pan Nanxing" is the core of it, no matter which hot search, it always brings this keyword.

Other related people, from Cheng Xirong himself to He Ruosheng, and Feng Yi... are all big names in the circle, with their own traffic, none of them should be underestimated.

As a "newcomer", he has not yet graduated, and he has just stepped into the entertainment circle with half a foot. He has less than one work to show, and his fans are not as many as those few people's fans.It's not a good thing for such a small character to be thrown into that field all of a sudden. It can be said that he was thrown into the center of the storm.

Cheng Xirong was irritable, so he simply uninstalled Weibo, did not read comments, and did not read private messages.When Su Minglin came to visit, he felt strange seeing Cheng Xirong like this, so he leaned over to ask him what was wrong.

Fu Zhou was at home, squeezed a few pieces of A4 paper, raised his hand and patted Su Minglin on the head, oppressing in a concise way: "Shut up."

Su Minglin was aggrieved, scratched his head, smoothed his hair back, and muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong with you this time, it's weird, you're not calm at all."

No one cares about him.

Su Minglin babbled again: "I've never seen anyone who is more calm than the two of you, one game and the other steady, and there is no response when the sky falls. Isn't this the hottest thing? What's the matter? Why? So nervous."

Potato chips and cakes couldn't stop Su Minglin's mouth. The little fat man had a great time eating, and even wanted to express his opinions. He asked himself and guessed, hoping that the two dark-faced guys could cooperate and give a response.

Unfortunately not.

Su Minglin babbled for a long time, braked before a critical point, and stopped in good time.As a result, Fu Zhou gave up the idea of ​​"throwing him out" and let the hamster continue eating the snacks he had stockpiled at home, pinching his nose.

After a few minutes of silence in the living room, Su Minglin swiped Weibo to read the comments of various people, getting more and more excited, and couldn't help but say: "Actually, you don't have to do this. What a great opportunity, just to promote your movie, It’s all traffic, and you don’t need to spend a penny.”

Fu Zhou raised his head, his expression was a little cold and not very kind.When he opened his mouth, he sighed softly instead, and squinted in Cheng Xirong's direction: "Can any traffic flow?"

Su Minglin rolled his eyes a few times, and immediately understood what Fu Zhou meant: "You two have been struggling for a long time because of Feng Yi's business?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the whole living room was wrong. It was just dull at first, but it became oppressive and unbearable in an instant.Su Minglin also knew that he was "Which pot is not opened and which pot is not lifted", and he accidentally poked their hearts, typically looking for trouble when nothing happened, so he quickly shrank his shoulders.

Fu Zhou was unsteady, his eyes moved a step ahead of his thoughts, and his eyes turned halfway around the living room, all the way to Cheng Xirong.The latter didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear Su Minglin's words, but the corner of his mouth revealed everything, showing his irritability at the moment.

The wall clock on the wall beeps regularly, once and for all, pushing people forward together, making people very passive.

There was a loud cry of a child downstairs, which was heard from a straight-line distance, and it was surprisingly clear, and even the content of the yelling could be distinguished.

Su Minglin stood up and closed the window embarrassingly, trying to ease the atmosphere, and said casually: "Feng Yi is sick... That's because of his physical problems, and it has nothing to do with you... Don't worry too much about it."

At He Ruosheng's house that day, Cheng Xirong sent out the security guards because he didn't want to see Feng Yi.The security guard is also an honest person. Seeing Cheng Xirong as a child, with poor health and pale face, looking lonely and helpless, pitiful and cute, he gave birth to a protective attitude.

Not to mention that the security department later received a call from He Ruosheng, and heard He Ruosheng personally say, "The kid upstairs is my family, and the rest are all trespassers", and immediately drew a clear line.

He Ruosheng also seriously repeated his request: "I will report this incident with the owner, and hope that you can solve all hidden dangers in the shortest possible time. I am already on my way back. Before that, I will return to the original state .All, my house and the people in my house, are to be restored."

The people in the security department often deal with the owner and know how gentle He Ruosheng is. They have never seen him lose such a big temper.The captain made He Ruosheng turn pale with fright, and tremblingly wanted to explain, but He Ruosheng stopped him as soon as he spoke.

"Your security can't even stop the paparazzi and the media. I pay you so much money every year. Is this the level? I want to ask, where did my money go?"

It was the property management's dereliction of duty, the team leader was left speechless when asked, and dared not speak for a long time.

He Ruosheng was even more angry, and he almost gritted his teeth and continued: "Who puts everyone in there? Let me try to ask, do you think that the person who comes is a star, so you just give the green light to the other party, and it doesn't matter if you walk into my house all the way. Is that going to lay out a red carpet for him?"

The team leader muttered and defended: "That Mr. Feng said that he and your family member are good friends."

"If another thief says he knows me, can he come in?"

The captain apologized desperately.

He Ruosheng said in a cold voice: "I'm not afraid of your nonsense, let me tell you, Feng Yi wanted to see my child, but we blocked him many times, so he would come here among those paparazzi while I was not at home. Why do you think we want to see my child?" Stop him from meeting? Is it fun?"

The captain was caught off guard by a big revelation, and before he could react, he froze on the phone.Based on his understanding of the entertainment industry, he simply thinks that all people in the industry are good friends, and the worst thing is to meet and pat him on the shoulder.How could I have imagined that there would be such naked hostility and rejection?

How to put it this way, I did something wrong on my own side, but I still feel a little wronged.

Who knew that you guys would have such deep conflicts in silence?

He Ruosheng had been upset for the past few days, but having encountered such an incident, he became even more heartbroken, and lost even the slightest bit of gentle temper.Thinking about Cheng Xirong being alone at home, sick, surrounded by paparazzi, and dealing with that bastard Feng Yi, his anger burned all the way to his throat, and he could spit it out at any time.

Think about yourself again... Lost contact, absent minded, not reading messages, not answering the phone... He Ruosheng wished he could raise his hand and slap himself a few times, and beat himself up hard.

With all the emotions gathered together, He Ruosheng's words were extremely harsh, with a bit of hostility.He almost used the most vicious tone, warning darkly: "If something happens to my family, none of you can try to shirk responsibility."

It's all reasonable and reasonable here, no problem.No matter how many ideas the security guard has, all actions must be based on the content of the work, with the owner's opinion as the primary guide and criterion.

The owner said that the big star in front of him is trespassing, no matter who he is Feng Yi or Zhang Yi, then he is trespassing.

Now the owner wants to correct the blame, and no one can escape. Everyone in the queue has to stop training and be punished.The only thing we can do is to try our best to remedy the situation, try to suppress the situation, and restore it in the direction expected by the owner.

So there is security