Substitute Shadow God Ascension Project

I post a few selfies every day and don’t take care of them often.

Since Xu Zhi started taking him under his wing, this Weibo has been given full authority to him.But it was also a recent incident, Xu Zhi only helped him post a total of two microblogs.

Yan Yan looked at it, and the beautiful photos are naturally indispensable, but the accompanying text is more amusing, and it seems that it intends to develop in the direction of jokes, and strive to create a high EQ personality.

He was noncommittal about this, anyway, this Weibo clearly wrote "Yan Yu" in big characters, and when he retires after his success, he naturally wants to return the property to the original owner.

He flipped through Weibo again, and there were a lot of comments and private messages. Except for a few extreme speeches, the rest were relatively rational and objective.I wholeheartedly support the newcomers and look forward to comments like the finished product.

Yan Yan was quite relieved, but even if he was scolded, he didn't care.He took a more open view of this, and thought about it a little shamelessly in his heart: Anyway, it was Yan Yu who was scolding, and he was just a stand-in.

However, there are always undercurrents surging under the calm lake.

Only two days later, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The cause stemmed from the fact that shortly after the official announcement that Yan Yu would play the role of "Yueqing", Rong Xia followed up with a Weibo post

——For so many years in the entertainment industry, I have always warned myself not to forget my original intention, and never cross the bottom line of my heart.But if you don't fight or grab, others come to grab your things;Come!Finish the drink!Tomorrow is another day, and I am still me, a me who will always keep my original heart.

The background of the picture looks like a bar in a certain bar. Rong Xia is lying on the table, holding a glass of wine in his hand, his expression is gloomy, his eyes are blurred, and the soft light is reflected on his face. His pitiful appearance makes people feel pity.

The insinuations between the lines are self-evident, coupled with the sad and drunk photos, which aroused the distress of fans and the indignation of passers-by. The two sides worked together and easily figured out the ins and outs of the incident.Then post the results on the major forums, and everyone can see that this is not bad, and he is still a habitual offender. Both of Rong Xia's works have not escaped the murderous hands of a man named Yan Yu. "We Are 17" was reduced from the protagonist to a supporting role, and "Maoshan File" was directly replaced.

All kinds of screenshots are piled up, and the evidence is conclusive.This is like stabbing a hornet's nest, gloating fans, impassioned passers-by and people who don't think it's a big deal to join in the fun, sharpen their knives and kill Yan Yan's Weibo...

Rong Xia posted this Weibo in the early hours of yesterday, when Yan Yan had already fallen asleep.Because he knew that "Maoshan Files" must be filming around the clock, day and night once it is turned on in order to catch up with the summer vacation.So recently I have been going to bed early and waking up late, recharging my energy, and devoting myself to the shooting in the best condition.

It was almost noon when she woke up the next day. Yan Yan opened her eyes and looked at her phone in shock. There were more than 5 comments on Weibo, and the eye-catching red number was still rising.

He clicked on the comment:

"Does Rongxia have a deep hatred with you? Why do you always grab his things?"

"Is it cool to snatch things from others? Does it particularly satisfy your perverted psychology?"

"Who slept in order to snatch other people's things? Zhuyuan Tingfeng? Zhou Dynasty? Or are they all asleep?"

"I'm not a fan of Rong Xia, I just can't understand your behavior! Get out of the entertainment industry!"

"This time I will stand in Rongxia, you! You will be black all your life!"

And unsightly personal attacks in private messages.

……

Yan Yan was confused, and opened Rongxia's Weibo subconsciously, and then saw the latest update.

……Ha ha!

Do not fight or grab!If you don't grab it, someone else will grab it. Don't you just sit at home all day, dreaming of opportunities falling from the sky!

The role of Yueqing was obviously something that I worked hard to win, and I was almost submerged because I accompanied the meal and came to cook.Anyway, I have a clear conscience.

To get angry with such an insidious villain, it is better to play two games.Anyway, Xu Zhi will take care of everything, and Yan Yan trusts him now, after all, the title of gold broker is not stolen.

Yan Yan threw the phone on the bed and went straight to the bathroom.After he finished washing up, he cooked a table of dishes contentedly, and even dinner was prepared by the way.

At noon, he was eating lunch with relish, when Xu Zhi called him.Tell him that the current wind direction is not good for us, more words will make more mistakes, just hold back and wait for the heat to drop before looking for countermeasures.He also comforted him that being hacked is also a kind of heat, and if you are black, you will become red. After you are red, it is easy to wash your whites.

In the end, before hanging up the phone, he didn’t forget to ridicule his opponent. He said that Rong Xia is more popular than him now, and tearing him up stupidly. It’s like giving him popularity for free. We should also thank him.

Yan Yan was amused by him, and kept laughing after hanging up the phone.He felt that Xu Zhi's analysis made sense, and the slightest bit of unhappiness disappeared.

After dinner, Yan Yan played the game leisurely all afternoon, winning a few rounds in a row gave him a sense of accomplishment, and he was refreshed and radiant.

He picked up the mobile phone that had been idle all afternoon, and when he saw Zhou Yi sent him a text message to comfort him, he was in a daze for a while, and when he realized it, he raised the corner of his mouth, feeling so sweet that he was tired of it.

The reply text message has been typed, and just waiting to press the send button, Yan Yan paused, as if thinking of some crooked idea, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Yi, who had been restless all day, parked his car in the parking lot of his community and walked to the elevator.He reached out and pressed the center of his eyebrows, wanting to face the person at home in a more relaxed state.He knew everything about the Internet. Looking at the accusations, slander, and insults in the comments on Weibo, he really had the urge to scold them one by one.

There was no reply to the text message sent to that person in the afternoon. I don't know if I was so angry that I cried at home.

Yan Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the sound coming from the door, immediately took out the eye drops she had prepared, splashed them into her eyes, and then hid them quietly, thinking about some sad things in her mind to enter the state.

Zhou Yi opened the door, and at a glance he saw that he had been worried all day, curled up on the sofa and looked at him with his head tilted.

Tears flowed down her pretty face, and when she saw herself, she frantically wiped away her tears, wiping away the traces of tears.

All of a sudden, his heart seemed to be stabbed.

He strode over, then half-kneeled on the ground in front of the sofa, this posture made him and Yan Yan curled up on the sofa eye level. "What's wrong? Is it because of something on the Internet?" The voice was indescribably gentle.

Yan Yan's eyes were covered with mist, which made him unable to see Zhou Yi's face clearly, and only heard his voice pouring into his ears, which seemed gentle like an illusion.

Zhou Yi stretched out a hand to caress his side cheek, his movements were as gentle as touching a treasure in the world. "Is it because I cried all afternoon for not replying to my text messages? My nose is red from crying."

Yan Yan stared at him blankly, not daring to move.He had never seen such a Zhouyi, as if intoxicated in a dream, for fear that a slight movement would disturb this sweet dream.

Zhou Yi saw that he seemed to be stunned, and he didn't speak or move.The brows became tighter and tighter.The two looked at each other for a while, he held Yan Yan's wrist, pulled him up, and said, "Go, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where are you going?" Yan Yan stared at the hand held by him, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Don't ask, just follow me." Zhou Yi was hoarse when he heard his voice, and his heart ached even more.He held his hand all the way until he was pressed into the passenger seat before letting go.

The two of them didn't speak in the car, Yan Yan's heart was full of sweetness and anticipation.The car gradually moved away from the busy city, drove out of the city, and finally stopped at a vast ocean on the outskirts of the city.

Because it was getting late at night, the beach was deserted and there were only a few people.

Zhou Yi got out of the car and walked to the co-pilot, and while helping Yan Yan open the door, he said, "Get out of the car, let's go see the sea."

"It's too old-fashioned." Yan Yan muttered in a low voice.

Zhou Yi smiled, "Let's go, we can catch up with the night tide at this time."

They were walking side by side on the beach, when the sea breeze blew in, Yan Yan shivered, Zhou Yi took off his clothes and hit him.Putting it on him casually, put his hands on Yan Yan's shoulders after putting on the clothes, and put his arms around him.In this posture, the two walked slowly.

Yan Yan was blissfully about to faint, his whole body was enveloped by warmth, and his breath surrounded the tip of his nose.After a while, I felt him close to the ear, comforting him softly. While speaking, the warm air sprayed all over the side of the ear, itching, making his heart tremble slightly.

"Don't be sad. Don't go to see him for comments on the Internet. If you are really sad, you can find me. You shout, and I will be there whenever you want."

After a while, Yan Yan murmured, which was regarded as a response.

Zhou Yi felt relieved, smiled, and said, "We should read everything we haven't seen now, and when you become popular in the future, you won't be as free as you are now."

Yan Yan stared at the sea for a while, and suddenly said: "When I was with Xiang Ran, I really wanted to bring him to see the sea. But he was always busy working and taking care of his mother. One day, he didn't have a part-time job, and I didn't have a movie to shoot. When I was about to ask him out, he broke up. Since then, I have never thought about watching the sea. Unexpectedly, today in such a situation , I saw the sea." He spoke eloquently, as if telling a story.

"Disappointed?" Zhou Yi couldn't help asking, he didn't know whether he was asking about the sea or the person who accompanied him to see the sea, he only knew that a heart seemed to be jumping out, nervously waiting for the answer.

Yan Yan shook his head, looking at him intently and firmly.

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Zhou Yi stared straight at him, his heart pounding.

They stared at each other quietly for a long time, neither of them opened their eyes.