Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

The 28th birthday party of a former actor was pitifully deserted. After closing the box door, the birthday star clinked glasses with the only friend who came to accompany him on his birthday.

A cup of hot water at just the right temperature made Wen Cheng sigh comfortably.

When he was depressed, Li Bao didn't ask or comfort him, and he didn't mention it after seeing him back to normal.The two tacitly ignored the matter, and picked up the chopsticks at the same time after drinking a cup of hot water at the banquet.

Although he was so hungry that he wanted to eat a cow, the reality was that Wen Cheng's stomach only allowed him to stuff half a bowl of rice into it.Putting down his chopsticks, he picked up the hot water and sipped it while chatting with Li Bao who was opposite him.

"I said I didn't eat today, I really didn't lie to you." Li Bao kept chopping his chopsticks, and of course he was not missing a word of rambling. "A while ago, the company assigned Shang Ha to me. This kid can do anything else, just that bad temper. Yesterday he pissed off the director and today he pissed off the investor. I managed to snatch a good costume from Brother Lin's teeth." Brand endorsement, which almost made him hate him. But now these kids are still eating this, talking about true temperament, I wish I could praise him to the sky!"

In the short gap when Li Bao moved his gaze away from the plate, he finally noticed the bewildered look on the audience's face.

"...Shang He, that is the child star who played you when you were a child in "Long Road". I remember you praised his acting skills before." Li Bao saw that the blank expression on Wen Cheng's face did not change at all. I had to briefly describe it, "Forget it, anyway, all you need to know is that he is a new traffic star. He is basically a popular searcher. Thousands of fans on the Internet are chasing after him and calling him little brother. Tsk, a nineteenth Little brat."

Wen Cheng has always been insensitive to numbers, so he just nodded when he heard this, but looked at Li Bao with a sigh: "Now you can take care of such a hot child, a successful career, a happy family, a happy life, and a winner."

"It's not thanks to your insight." Li Bao raised his glass with a smile, "If you come back, I still want to be your assistant."

"Then I can't afford to hire you now." Wen Cheng reached out to touch him, and said casually, "When will sister-in-law have time, I want to talk to her recently."

Li Bao didn't ask the reason, but just responded: "I'll go back and ask her to contact you."

"Thank you."

"It's just a matter of one sentence." Li Bao moved uncomfortably in his seat, "I still feel uncomfortable when you are so polite to me all of a sudden."

"I've never been harsh on you," Wen Cheng clarified immediately, "don't wrong me."

……

After eating, Li Bao, who had to drag Wen Cheng to do styling, was stopped by a sudden phone call, and he just said nothing when he answered, the picture in Wen Cheng's memory always had an optimistic expression His face immediately turned black, and he almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words: "... brat."

His appearance made Wen Cheng rarely curious about that popular-sounding niche.

That's the man... what's his name?

"I happen to be nearby. I'll pick him up in a while." Li Bao pointed to Wen Cheng's car while making a phone call, signaling to take him back first.

Wen Cheng waved his hand: "Go and do your work, I'll just walk around."

It might be that the matter on the other end of the phone was also difficult, so Li Bao didn't insist anymore, and drove away first after a brief farewell.

Putting his hands in his pockets, Wen Cheng slowly walked towards home along the passage around the lake opposite.

The night scene of Lianhua Lake was originally a scene of Jiangjing City: young men and women running at night, elderly people exercising, couples taking a walk, tourists busy taking pictures... People come and go, Wen Cheng is a man with messy hair and beard. There is no sense of disobedience among the crowd.

He looked around, and took out his mobile phone as he walked like some young people. He hadn't touched this thing for a long time, and he was startled by the news of the densely opened.After looking around carefully, most of them were sent by Li Bao. This man who was two years older than him used to be his full-time assistant, and now he is also a well-known artist manager of Galaxy Pictures. A friend who will never leave him.

As for the other one, Wen Cheng's former manager is also his cousin Lin Jingke. This middle-aged man who can be called the star-maker of Galaxy Pictures cares about words like gold on the surface, but talks and gossips in real life. Greetings are indispensable, and occasionally he would complain about it as a tree hole, which is mostly the latter, so Wen Cheng basically didn't read his news carefully.

But at midnight today, Lin Jingke sent him a birthday greeting, accompanied by a series of red envelopes, Wen Cheng clicked to open the collars one by one, and replied with a thank you.

Except for these two, the rest of the messages are mostly group blessings sent by actors and directors who have worked with them in the past. When there are more people, it naturally feels like a lot.

like he's still popular...

After Wen Cheng quit, he still hesitated whether he should change his number.Just when I was about to put my phone back into my pocket, I suddenly saw an APP eating ashes in the corner, and unexpectedly remembered what Li Bao said before.

That bustling, fiery brat whose name he forgot.

Taking advantage of the curiosity that didn't dissipate in time, he stretched out his index finger and poked the small icon.

——login account

Looking at these four words, Wen Cheng tried hard to recall his previous account password.

Finally chose to give up.

--Register an account

It didn't take long to register a number. Wen Cheng took the garbled number automatically generated by his system and clicked on Hot Search.

At a glance, he guessed the name of the brat Li Bao was talking about.

#Shanghe Beats People#

#Shanghe denies love affair#

#Shanghe Night Club Beauty#

Wen Cheng casually opened the assault case that was the number one hot searched case, and he didn't bother to read the densely packed previous summary of the marketing account. He just clicked on the picture that was not very high-resolution, simply curious about Shang He's appearance.

"Snapped!"

Before the picture was loaded, Wen Cheng's hand holding the phone was suddenly hit hard from behind, and the phone hit the ground with the screen facing upwards!

"sorry Sorry sorry!"

The person who accidentally bumped into him behind him probably didn't expect it, so he hurriedly stopped and apologized.

"..."

Wen Cheng originally wanted to bend down to pick up the phone in half, but he raised his head in a daze, but the person who bumped into him also bent down to help him, the two unexpectedly got close, and the person behind him The long black hair hangs down naturally, brushing against Wen Cheng's cheek.

There seems to be a faint smell of jasmine in the air.

Wen Cheng, who moved a step slower, slowly raised his stiff body.

"I'm so sorry." The man looked up and handed him the phone, "Can you see if there's anything wrong with the phone?"

An unexpectedly beautiful face.

Even if it's just a simple white sweater and black jeans.

The gorgeous makeup blurred the original contours of the facial features, but it just rightly outlined an unobtrusive and delicate appearance on this face.The lip color is a dazzling red that few people can control, but this color complements each other perfectly on this person.Not to mention those big and bright eyes, and the corners of the eyes flutter wantonly under the modification of makeup, which adds a bit of heart-pounding aura to this already attractive face... It's just the red streak at the corner of the right eye The trace makeup looks a bit abrupt.

But with such a face, even if the voice is more like a boy, no one may doubt the gender of 'her'.

Although for a girl, this height, which is basically the same as his, is a bit too much...

"Excuse me... your cell phone?"

Probably the warm and sincere eyes made this person feel a little uncomfortable. This person turned his head, only showing half of his face, raised his fingers and pinned his long hair behind his ears in an unskilled manner.

Wen Cheng, who was a little surprised at first, was amused by this action. He took the phone from this man and said casually, "It's okay."

The phone is really fine, the photo that was still loading when it fell to the ground before was quietly loaded in the neglected gap.

It's just that Wen Cheng has lost interest in the so-called traffic niche. After taking the phone, he glanced at it casually. The pixels of the picture were already blurred. He didn't even see the people on it, so he locked the screen and put the phone back in his pocket. , looking at the person in front of him still with some hesitation, the smile on his face was even more sincere: "It really doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to the beautiful young man he met by chance, and continued to leave slowly at the same pace as before.He has always had good hearing, not to mention that this voice impressed him not long ago, so Wen Cheng noticed it as soon as he spoke when he met 'her'.

Compared with the clear voice heard from a distance before, my own voice is slightly hoarse, but more ear-catching.His posture when he was shy was even cuter than he imagined.

And of course, maybe a fun hobby.

Sure enough, the psychiatrist's suggestion was correct. If you have nothing to do, you will feel comfortable and happy when you go out for a walk.

Met an interesting person today.

Wen Cheng walked home slowly in a good mood.

He didn't know that the young man who stayed behind had been standing there, watching his back go further and further away, with an inexplicable expression.

……

"Yibao!"

Ke Luo, who was a few steps slower than him, found his target in the crowd at a glance, hurriedly ran over with big bags and small bags, and threw the bag in his hand on the ground when he was in front of him. Rubbing his sleeves, he anxiously looked up, down, left, and right, crying in his voice, "Are you okay! Did that bastard do anything to you? Ah! What happened to your eyes! How dare that bastard hit you?" You? It's all my fault..."

Because of Ke Luo's words, many people around have already looked this way. You Yi fiddled with her long hair to cover most of her face, lowered her head and softly comforted the little girl who was a head shorter than him: "I'm fine, we Say it in another place."

"My brother is in the park, let's go find him first."

Ke Luo picked up the bag on the ground with red eyes, and a slender white hand was about to take it over, but the little girl put her hands behind her back and resolutely refused in a hoarse voice: "How can a beauty carry big bags?"

"Little girl." You Yi flicked her forehead a little dumbfounded, snatched those bags directly by virtue of her height and long legs, and returned Ke Luo's words to her, "How can a beauty carry a big bag?" packet?"

"..."

Ke Luo clapped his hands on his flushed cheeks, and trotted to catch up with the figure in front who had walked a long way in two steps.