I still like you [entertainment circle]

Ji Lin's words were ambiguous, but his attitude was alienated, which was an obvious way to keep a distance.

At that time, Wen Yu was stunned for two seconds while biting his cigarette, and before he could carefully recall the meaning of this sentence, Ji Lin said "goodbye" before turning and leaving.

Thinking about it, who hasn't experienced the ignorant and ignorant love of youth, and now he is a big star, so of course he, a passer-by who may become a "black history", can't be avoided.

What's more, he was a badass once back then.

Wen Yu picked a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, poured some into the glass, and threw half a lemon into it.

When Xiang Nan changed his shoes and entered the house, the wine in the bottle had almost run out.

"Have you met the producer?" Xiang Nan picked up the suit on the sofa, feeling helpless, although he had already guessed that Wen Yu would not obediently listen to him and change into a suit.

"How's the chat going, is it going well?"

Wen Yu shook his head, his cheeks flushed slightly, "They want me to participate in the adaptation work."

"Isn't the script all written? The actors are all set, why do you need to participate in the adaptation?" Xiang Nan looked at the wine bottle that was about to bottom out, and frowned slightly.

"I said I still want to change it again." Wen Yu supported his head lazily, "I chatted with me for a long time just for this matter, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone."

Xiang Nan was inexplicably vigilant: "You should have refused well, right? Did you just leave without saying a word?"

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing: "I'm so worrying..."

"Don't you yourself have this awareness?" Xiang Nan squinted at him.

Wen Yu wanted to pour wine into the glass, but was stopped by Xiang Nan: "Don't drink in broad daylight, I won't send you to the hospital if you drink too much."

Xiang Nan put away the wine glass and bottle, and asked, "I heard that the actor of the male lead has also gone?"

Wen Yu was slightly stunned, nodded: "Yeah."

"How is it?" Xiang Nan grabbed a chair and sat down next to Wen Yu, "Does it fit your image of a hero?"

Wen Yu looked at him amusedly: "You still care about this?"

Xiang Nan raised his finger to adjust his glasses, and said sincerely: "At any rate, I am also a loyal fan of this comic. Of course, I am concerned about whether the leading actor can be qualified for this role."

Wen Yu saw Ji Lin's face in front of his eyes, lost his mind for a moment, and then said: "It's a bit different from what I imagined."

"What do you say? Doesn't match?"

"At first I thought he was weak and fair." Wen Yu was prejudiced, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, "Aren't all the little fresh meats of that type now, and the male protagonists in comics are almost the same. That image, he gave me the feeling...not like."

He has an inch-cut hair and dark skin. Except for those beautiful eyes that look forward to flying, everything else is a little hard, especially between the eyebrows.

"They should choose someone who is more girly." Wen Yu said bluntly, "Ji Lin looks too heroic."

Xiang Nan couldn't help but sneered: "How do you know that my mother won't get up? Before they acted in "Dead Yesterday", they followed the route of Buttercup, okay?"

"Yesterday Died" is Ji Lin's hit and transformational work. Before this drama, Ji Lin also starred in several web dramas, ordinary cookie idol dramas, with outstanding figure and amazing appearance It is worth gaining a lot of fans.

"Dead Yesterday" became a hit after it aired, and Ji Lin's superb acting skills in the play won praise from all quarters, and this previously well-known fresh meat began to really enter the public's field of vision.

The cut-up is Ji Lin's hairstyle in "Die Yesterday". After he starred in this drama, he couldn't get out of the role for a long time, and felt that it was troublesome to do the styling, so he kept wearing this hairstyle.

Wen Yu raised his forehead and looked at Xiang Nan with lazy eyes, "Did he become a star very early?"

Xiang Nan was stunned: "...No."

He opened the notepad and flipped through it, and introduced quite seriously: "Ji Lin, 22 years old, has only appeared in three dramas since his debut. With the hit drama "Dead Yesterday", he has attracted countless fans and has become a new popular traffic..."

Wen Yu didn't pay attention to what Xiang Nan said, just stared at his notepad, with a half-smile: "You are really a competent assistant."

"But there are also a lot of black fans." Xiang Nan closed the notepad, "His father seems to be a well-known drama actor in the circle, and many people say that he is famous because of his connections."

"These days, being connected is itself a kind of strength." Wen Yu didn't take it seriously, "It's really sour."

Xiang Nan adjusted his glasses habitually, unable to refute: "You are right."

The cardboard was already deformed when it was taken out of the pocket, Ji Lin pressed the crumpled cardboard on the white paper and smoothed it gently with his hands.

He stuffed the jammed paper into the book he had read the most, closed the book, and kept this so-called "meeting gift" silly.

Ji Lin himself is also a fan of "Xavier". He has been following the manga since it was serialized. When he was selected as the heroine of the movie, he was excited for a while.

I came to see the original author with admiration, and unexpectedly met my childhood crush.

Ji Lin turned on the computer and re-read "Xavier".

Today's idol coincides with his past crush, Ji Lin has complicated emotions, but he is still deeply attracted by Wen Yu's talent in painting.

The comics are black and white, and the brush strokes are chic and wanton.The painting style is not refined, even a little sloppy, what is amazing is the plot that can't be stopped.

While admiring Wen Yu's talent, Ji Lin was also curious as to why he created such a story.

What was he thinking when he drew this story?

Where did he go in his senior year?

Did he think of me for a moment in these years...

Thinking about it, his mind started to go astray, Ji Lin bit his lip.

Wen Yu has several vests, one for Weibo, one for comics platforms, and several other messy social software. After being ripped off, fans know that the author of "Xavier" is the "Xavier Universe" on Weibo. big.

Wen Yu didn't come forward to prove himself, and he didn't bother to unify his vests. Ji Lin, who usually doesn't surf the Internet very much, only found out about Wen Yu's other vest not long ago.

He searched for Wen Yu's Weibo id.

Wen Yu didn't follow anyone, and Weibo didn't have a daily routine. They were all comics, not many in number, but each Weibo had nearly [-] retweets.

Ji Lin clicked on the latest Weibo and took a look.

[a sip of iced milk]: Shall I wipe it? !I heard that Xavier is going to be made into a movie? ? ! !

[Season_Sugar 100%_Pro]: Silently waiting for the official announcement [Crazy/]

[Did J00 post a blog today]: Shall I check it out? ?My husband is going to act in your cartoon? !Break the wall of my [horse/]

[My wife is my wife Shanyi]: I just want to see if there is an update.OK, no.

[Ji Lin's girlfriend outside the circle]: The guy I like is about to cooperate with my idol?I rely on me to be crazy?

[It's about to rain]: It's raining heavily, will Xavier publish a booklet?I really want to buy the entity QAQ

[Teacher Ji's red socks]: Mrs. Ji came to check in.

[ZzZoe]: It’s all gone, it won’t appear this month [嘻嘻/]

[Lin is panting under the body]: I really blow up "Xavier", I finally have good resources in Lin

……

Ji Lin didn't want to pay attention to Wen Yu's Weibo, but after reading all the posts posted by him, it's no surprise that he really liked it.

Ji Lin found Wen Yu's first Weibo, which was a long time ago, eight years ago, and it was the only Weibo in Wen Yu's Weibo that had nothing to do with comics.

-Death is but a journey to the stars with no return date.

-There are no stars, death is death.

The accompanying picture is a star map.

Ji Lin remembered that this stroke was drawn by Wen Yu.

Ji Lin usually doesn't play Weibo very much, and rarely posts blogs. His itinerary and various activities are publicized by the studio's Weibo. His own Weibo is a personal account for sharing life and never "opens business".

There are also few people on his list who follow him. He is used to diving and has a very low sense of presence. His fans are all from the FBI, and they are quickly dispatched at the slightest sign of trouble.

Just one second before Ji Lin's list, there was an additional painter with the id "Jian Yu Jiang Die", and the next second the fans' chatter exploded.

[So this is an official announcement in disguise? Is the hero of Xavier's movie really me 0? ? 】

[Which wife is this I want to pay attention to [Doraemon Surprised/]]

[I rely on this greatly, I know! ! !His short comics on Weibo are super funny!The style of painting is superb!The gods are big! 】

[I don't allow anyone to know about this fairy @江雨刀死, listen to me, listen to me, pay attention, his universe is really super high]

[@江雨刀死，Congratulations to Ji 00 for nominating a fairy ace pigeon [doge/]]

[I'm raining heavily, is this the rhythm of going out of the circle? 】

【Baby, it’s been a month since your last blog post@内林JL】

[Ah, ah, ah, so when will the filming start? ? 】

……

Wen Yu's Weibo gained nearly [-] fans overnight.

The weather in June, today's sunshine is not strong, hiding behind the clouds, it is warm and soft, the sea breeze is gentle, Wen Yu squinted his eyes, looking at the rising sun in the sky.

It was rare to get up early today, and Wen Yu came to the beach to sketch.

He stepped on the sand with bare feet, picked up a paintbrush and daubed on the drawing board leisurely.The sea breeze was a bit strong, and the hair on his forehead was slightly raised. Wen Yu raised his hand and pressed down the fisherman hat on his head.

Someone behind him watched quietly, and sighed softly from time to time: "Jesus light...the painting is really good."

Wen Yu was indifferent, with no expression on his face.

"Are you a college student? Come to sketch so early?" the man asked.

Wen Yu laughed from the bottom of his heart, his expression remained indifferent, "No."

The man saw that Wen Yu had a cold attitude, and he didn't intend to talk to him too much. He felt that it was boring, so he walked away after watching it for a while.

The phone rang.

Wen Yu put down his brush, casually brushed his wind-torn hair, and connected the phone.

"Hey."

"I heard that they wanted you to participate in the scriptwriting direction, but you refused?" Cheng Yufeng asked on the phone.

"Ah."

"Why refuse? This is a good thing. It saves people from changing your story and staring at it, and you can make another fortune."

"I don't have that much time to spare." Wen Yu picked up the brush and continued to paint.

Cheng Yufeng felt it was a pity, but he also knew Wen Yu's temperament well, so he didn't say anything more.

"By the way, I have something to tell you. The company is already preparing for the publication of the book "Xavier". You may be busy these days."

"Why do you, the boss, have to talk about this kind of thing in person? Where is my editor in charge?"

Cheng Yufeng sneered: "You have the nerve to mention it. When your editor called you, did your old man answer it once?"

Wen Yu smiled but said nothing.

There were noisy voices in the distance, Wen Yu turned his head, and saw a group of people walking on the beach one after another, carrying photographic equipment in their hands.

"Are you all right? I'm going to hang up." Wen Yu said.

Before hanging up the phone, Cheng Yufeng hurriedly said: "You should take care of this matter! Don't be responsible for the editor and can't find you!"

"So you should drive me away." Wen Yu said lightly.

"Did you? You have a good idea. You signed a three-year contract with me. This is the second year, and there is still one and a half years left."

"Cheng Yufeng." Wen Yu narrowed his eyes, "Did I treat you a little too nicely?"

As expected, he was out of his mind before agreeing to publish the first draft of "Xavier" on the comic platform founded by Cheng Yufeng.

"I call you dad." Boss Cheng had a flattering face.

"Not you silly son."

Cheng Yufeng scolded with a smile: "Get lost."

More and more people gathered not far from the beach, Wen Yu frowned, feeling noisy, so he put away his drawing board and painting utensils.

The author has something to say: Bobo everyone.