After I became popular, I ran off with my agent [GL]

Mr. Lu finished speaking in one breath, interrupted every moment Lu Yidai spoke, and hung up the phone on his own, leaving her in a mess in the wind.

Hearing the beeping sound from the mobile phone, she almost couldn't hold back, and turned to the convenience store next door to buy cigarettes.

The phone rang again, and she thought her father had changed his mind, so she not only answered in seconds, but also quickly called out: "My dear father, good evening~"

As a result, there was a silence on the other side. She took the phone away and looked at it, only to realize that she was chatting with an unfamiliar number.

Now she's really autistic, she doesn't want to quit smoking, she needs to smoke half a pack of it to relieve her worries.

"Hello... this is Meituan Takeaway, may I ask you, no... are you at McDonald's now?" The injury on the other end of the phone was no less than her, and she couldn't speak fluently.

"Well, I'm wearing a black windbreaker and a black mask, and I'm already standing at the door." After hanging up the phone, Lu Yidai took out her glasses from her pocket and put them on to prevent being recognized nearby. do what.

She was about to look back, dreaming of catching up with each other and smiling at each other tacitly.

"Hello, is this Miss Ming? This is the takeaway you ordered. I wish you a happy meal." Before she could get close, she was interrupted mercilessly again. The other party was a young man who seemed to be about 20 years old.

Lu Yidai had no choice but to nod, and took it with both hands: "Thank you, just now..."

I'm sorry.She watched the young man panic and disappear in an instant while riding a small battery, and suppressed the rest of the conversation.

Maybe being called Papa by a girl who seems to be my age is a great mental trauma.

Wait, does she look more like an old aunt now?She is not Ming Yuke's kind of soft and cute appearance that does not show her age. She has been sick for the past two days, so she must be in a bad state.

Thinking of this, she turned around and fiddled with the reflective glass, holding the takeaway in one hand and combing her hair with the other.

It happened to meet the eyes of Ming Yuke who was standing behind the glass...

Chapter 7

Ming Yuke paused slightly, turned his head to look at her for a few seconds, opened the door and came out: "Let's go, go back to the hotel and take pictures again, don't attract attention here."

That is to say, can her image be improved in front of the other party!Roaring in her heart, Lu Yidai followed behind her in despair.

"It's a bit cold to come out." Ming Yuke turned around, trotted over to hold her arm, and walked side by side like when he came here.

She was healed in an instant, and whispered: "Thank you."

Afterwards, the two of them took the food back to the room and shared the food. After packing it up, the assistant Xiaoyue came to pick it up.

Lu Yidai didn't even know the name of the mysterious person even after she and Ming Yuke separated. She thought she would have an insomnia night because of this, but after refreshing the Weibo homepage No.30 times, she fell asleep in a daze.

And the line "When did Su Yuqing leave that night?" The message still stayed in the dialogue input box between her and Ming Yuke until the phone automatically locked the screen.

Compared with the other party, Ming Yuke was much more tired that night.

After she got home and dropped off her luggage, she drove to the hospital for a vigil.

There was no shortage of traffic at night. In the past few years, she had memorized the way from her home to the hospital. She copied several nearby alleys, walked out from the bridge hole, perfectly bypassed several traffic lights on the main road, and avoided congestion.This small road will be enough for her SUV to pass through, but her movements are quick and not procrastinating, and pedestrians only hear the sound and don't feel disturbed.

A year or two ago, she would not have dared to be so presumptuous.

"Why are you here? Don't you think this place is dirty?" Her mother turned over with her back to her.

The memory was interrupted, and she remembered that her mother's illness was related to herself, so she stayed where she was and dared not approach.

"Your dad usually sleeps on the next bed. His clothes are still there, so you can sit on them. I'm sleepy, so don't disturb me." After her mother said this, the room returned to silence, and gradually only two people were evenly spaced. breathing.

It was rare for the two of them to get along so peacefully, and Ming Yuke couldn't help looking at his mother for a while.

For a long time, her eyes were sore, she looked back at the chair with her father's clothes on it, struggled for a few breaths, and decided to sit down directly.

She slept a lot during the day, and she is still refreshed, taking out her phone to check messages back and forth.

The conversation between her and Su Yiqing stopped at the sentence "I haven't contacted the president for a long time", and the other party didn't reply after that.

She was a little uninterested, opened QQ, and made an emoticon in the main group that had been silent for a long time.

Thinking that she would not get a response, she flipped through the chat records nostalgicly, reminiscing about the relaxing memories when she was interested in music.

Unexpectedly, the president, Fu Xinhan, came back, using his usual special sentence-scrambling style to instantly change the number of messages to 10!

With his cheap bubbling, many divers surfaced, some followed suit, some replied to Ming Yuke, and they were as lively as she was before she retired from the circle.

"President, I want to practice opera again, can you find someone to take me with you?" She suddenly remembered the business.

It's a pity that such a serious conversation was quickly dissipated in the small talk, except for a few acquaintances who recommended Master to her in private chat, others talked about the eternal topic again.

——Get out of the order.

Probably this club is poisonous, except for the president who is sweet and sweet, everyone else has been single or single after a short-term relationship. Ming Yuke, who was poked, was about to hide.

But I saw a new message on WeChat, only three short words: It's okay.

She looked at the ID again, and three characters suddenly appeared: Su Yiqing.

She hurriedly clicked on WeChat, and then replied to that person.

However, the other party seemed to have fallen asleep. She waited until the middle of the night, no longer contending with the phone with insufficient battery, and leaned against the back of the chair with her eyes closed.

Ming Yuke didn't open his eyes until six o'clock in the morning when there was movement from the people on the bed.

"Yuke, if there is a suitable one, don't be too picky. I just hope that someone can take care of you. You see, if you had a husband last night, he would definitely not want you to work so hard. I'm not asking you to get married, but I hope you have someone Stay with me." Her mother stared at her, speaking earnestly.

She had a headache, nodded vaguely, bought breakfast for her mother, and went home with a stiff cervical spine.

While waiting for the traffic lights, she met a few elementary school students, a little one, lively and cheerful around the parents, and suddenly recalled the jokes she had made with whom many years ago.

If I get married and still hope to have a little boy, he must be like me and look good.

It's just that this idea has been taken away by the hasty time, leaving her now who is afraid of being hurt, disappointed and at a loss.

She shook her head and stepped on the gas pedal to get home before rush hour.

So during the period when she couldn't touch her mobile phone, someone quietly planted landmines in the morning rush hour.

In the two years since she left the normal clock-in office workers, she completely forgot to pay attention to this golden time, so that she missed the opportunity to suppress the news in time.

Therefore, when she received a call from her boss Zhang Li'an, she felt her naivety and powerlessness for the first time, and she had no choice but to say yes.

She heard the other party say: "Are you with Xiao Lu now? If you are not, please stay close to me from now on! Remember, you are not allowed to log in to Xiao Lu's Weibo account, and you have full authority to the company. Before the company expresses its position, do not respond to any media. From From today onwards, Xiao Lu will be led by me, and you will be with me. You can express your opinions, but don’t forget, you are just a trainee agent. That’s it, go get busy.”

Although she had a lot of doubts in her heart, she obediently said yes, and asked after consideration: "May I ask Xiaodai to attend the announcement of the variety show two weeks later, as usual?"

"Wait for the new announcement list, and I'll send it to you later. Don't go out if you have nothing to do during this period, let her make up for her singing and acting skills. Let's talk." Zhang Li'an has always been vigorous and resolute, and quickly hung up the phone.

Ming Yuke clicked on Weibo, the homepage automatically refreshed, and saw several people in a row with the same TAG

——#苏玉青开丨室#.

She was a little dazed for a while, so she clicked on the original blog forwarded by one of them, and checked out the pictures.

The first picture is Su Yuqing's back, and a girl is standing opposite. The two are at the entrance of the hotel lobby. When you zoom in on the picture, you can clearly see 11 o'clock on the clock.Judging from the dim scenery on both sides, it can be determined that it is night.

And this heroine is actually the Lu Yidai she is most familiar with!

The second picture is a close-up, watching the movements of the two people, as if they were chatting.

She immediately thought of Lu Yidai's situation when she and Su Yuqing sent the crew back to the room in batches after the finale banquet that day.Presumably, when I sent someone upstairs, the two of them happened to be photographed in the same frame at the door.

She couldn't help but smile, at that time Susu was afraid of being misunderstood by the paparazzi, she didn't even dare to enter the lobby with Lu Yidai, and she wanted to be a doorkeeper when she was cold.Unexpectedly, it was impossible to guard against it, and it still attracted entertainment reporters to make a big fuss.

She imagined the scene of Susu's gentlemanly swearing without profanity, and slid to the next one.

I can't laugh anymore.

——In the photo, Lu Yidai fell into Susu's arms, with half of her face buried in his shoulders and neck, revealing a pair of water-cut pupils with blurred eyes, subtly capturing the delicate atmosphere between the two.