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Zhou Weiying misunderstood Fang Huan, because Fang Huan didn't rush up immediately like a fighting chicken.Judging from the other party's attitude and speech, the conflict was too soft, and Fang Huan didn't jump out to publicly respond to Xingdui Hanye.So for now, everything is still in a stalemate.

Fang Huan was unhappy, but he couldn't find a suitable angle to cut in, so he had to leave things alone and do his own work.

After a while, Fang Huan received a call from Zhou Weiying, and when he came up, he was overwhelmed.

"Are you looking for trouble again? Is the eyeshadow palette not fun or the video is not good? How long after you came back, you took the initiative to create Internet popularity. You are very good?" Zhou Weiying said, "Don't tell me There are many people who are popular!"

Fang Huan really wanted to say this, but Zhou Weiying stopped him.He was already unhappy because of Xingchui Hanye's incident, but when he received Zhou Weiying's call, his anger was instantly ignited by Zhou Weiying's firecracker.He didn't want to explain the ins and outs to Zhou Weiying at all, and shouted into the phone: "I just feel uncomfortable all day if I don't do anything! It's okay!"

"You!" Zhou Weiying thought that Fang Huan could speak human words anyway, how could someone directly admit to doing things so frankly?He had already taken a taxi and rushed home in a hurry. Fang Huan had no friends who were not familiar with him when he first came to Beijing, so he would just stay at home now.As soon as the car entered the underground garage, the signal went on and off. Before Zhou Weiying could speak, the signal was cut off.

But I will see Fang Huan in person in a while, let's talk about it later.

"How dare you hang up on my phone, you fucking straight man!" Fang Huan went crazy with rage, his face flushed, he threw his phone aside and ran to roll on the bed.

Not only was his temper blown up by Zhou Weiying, but all his grievances were also aroused.

Because just now, a sentence popped up in his message, and someone from nowhere asked him: He apologized, why don't you forgive him?What do you want him to do?

This "he" naturally refers to Xingdui Hanye.

The next second, Zhou Weiying called to scold him.

Fang Huan was so angry and aggrieved that he couldn't speak for a moment, buried his face in the pillow and beat him out of bed several times.Soon, the feeling of grievance gradually overwhelmed the anger, and he began to cry.

He has shallow eyelids and a lot of emotions. He is actually a crybaby.But if he cried all the hardships and sufferings he has suffered since he became a blogger, he would have been blind from crying a long time ago.

Today's incident is not worth mentioning in his career, but for some reason, Fang Huan just can't make it through, why is the whole world targeting him?It's clearly his fault, why is it his fault instead?He was clearly just telling the facts to make sense, he didn't scold anyone, and he didn't instigate others to scold others, why should he be questioned like this?Why must all apologies be forgiven?He doesn't understand what psychedelic logic this is.

Of course, the most annoying thing is that Zhou Weiying!

While crying, he insulted Zhou Weiying in his heart. The doorbell rang for a long time before he heard it. He walked out gasping for breath and said, "Let's leave the courier at the door."

"What courier? It's me!"

Fang Huan heard a familiar voice, and saw Zhou Weiying's face in the cat's eyes.

"Go away! I don't want to see you!" Fang Huan shouted.

Zhou Weiying said in a deep voice, "Open the door!"

"not open!"

Zhou Weiying said: "If you don't open the door, I will call someone to tear down the door for you. I will do what I say. If you don't believe me, try it." Cold and scary.Zhou Weiying has seen too many little entertainers who lost their temper. When was it not that the crying father and mother who were educated by his top ten tortures dared not make a mistake?Fang Huan's level is really an entry level.

As soon as he lifted the phone, the door opened, and Fang Huan looked at him with red eyes covered in a mud-like mask.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Weiying was stunned, and asked, "What kind of mask are you wearing in broad daylight?"

"I am willing, but you want to take care of it?" Fang Huan replied with a hoarse voice and angrily.

Zhou Weiying entered the door and asked again: "Are you caught a cold?"

Fang Huan walked to the room with his back turned, Zhou Weiying said: "Drink more hot water when you catch a cold, don't lose your temper all the time."

Hearing the words "loose temper", Fang Huan couldn't help but turned around and shot back, crying and twisted Zhou Weiying's arm: "I just like to lose my temper! What's wrong! You're fine Why did you come to my house? I don't want to see you at all, so don't come close to my eyes!"

Zhou Weiying was pinched by Fang Huan's nail clippers, and the pain was excruciating. He wanted to scold Fang Huan, but when he noticed that Fang Huan was crying, he didn't know what to do. He could only suppress his anger and said: "I'm here to find out about the situation. I can't tell you clearly on WeChat. I'll ask you face to face. Why are you crying? It's worth crying for something so small? Girls don't cry as much as you do."

"Because I'm a mother and I love to cry, can't I?" Fang Huan replied twitching, "Who stipulates that men can't love to cry?"

Zhou Weiying took a deep breath. It’s not that he’s never seen someone cry before, but girls cry with restraint. Fang Huan’s crying almost caught up with Meng Jiangnv’s crying on the Great Wall. The key is that he still has a mask on his face, which makes him look even more It's weird.Zhou Weiying could only say helplessly: "Then tell me, didn't you bully others? Why are you crying at home so miserable? It's alright, alright, stop crying, I'll make the decision for you."

"You...what do you want me to do? Didn't you say that I...cause trouble by myself?" Fang Huan cried and said, "I will deal with it myself...don't worry about it, woo woo..." He just said I don't want to be submissive in front of this dead straight man, maybe I will be used by this dead straight man in the future.

Zhou Weiying didn't want to talk to Fang Huan. Seeing that his computer was on, he sat over and opened Fang Huan's Weibo by the way.There were so many messages inside, Fang Huan rushed forward, and Zhou Weiying could hold Fang Huan down with one hand.Fang Huan yelled: "Why do you see my privacy!"

"Being my artist has no privacy." Zhou Weiying said, "It's kind of me to let you have the right to post on Weibo." He is much taller than Fang Huan, with long arms. No matter how much you bark your teeth and claws, you can't touch your computer.Zhou Weiying took advantage of this time to read all of Fang Huan's backstage private messages, and then asked Fang Huan seriously: "They scolded you, why didn't you scold them back?"

Fang Huan said: "If swearing is useful, why do you need the police?"

"That's true." Zhou Weiying looked at it for a while, then clicked on Fang Huan's personal settings page, and directly changed the bound mobile phone number to his own.The verification text message was sent to Fang Huan's mobile phone, Zhou Weiying snatched it over, Fang Huan applied the mask and couldn't recognize his face, so Zhou Weiying unlocked it with his fingerprint, the whole process was like extorting a confession by torture.

"Let go of me, Zhou, you idiot! What are you doing!" Fang Huan yelled.

Zhou Weiying released Fang Huan after setting up all the information, and said: "The password has been changed and has been sent to your mobile phone. Since you don't want to tell me about many things, I will always find out, right? Don't Try to change the password, otherwise the message will be sent to me." He shook his phone and smiled.

Normally, Fang Huan would have lifted the roof off the house long ago, but now he is exhausted physically and mentally and has no intention of arguing.Zhou Weiying let go of him, went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water, handed it to Fang Huan, and said, "Can we talk properly now?"

Fang Huan was a little tired from crying, and his throat was uncomfortable. Since Zhou Weiying served him, he was unambiguous, and poured himself a big mouthful of hot water, which made his throat feel more comfortable. Soothed a lot.

It seems that drinking hot water is quite useful.

"Speak." Zhou Weiying said seriously.

Fang Huan gave him a white look, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, it's just that someone used the makeup I designed for their own use, and I found out and hung it up to talk about it, and I didn't take it seriously."

"Really? I think you care about it." Zhou Weiying read things very quickly. On the way here, he had already read all the content sent by Fang Huan, and he probably understood the plot.

This matter is not even a raindrop in Zhou Weiying's turbulent experience, it is simply a quarrel between elementary school students.Fang Huan also seriously stated on Weibo that this eye makeup is indeed his own design, because his name Arose is in the pattern of the butterfly wings, which needs to be seen from a certain angle.At the beginning, he was just drawing for fun, and then posted it on his own INS trumpet, not many people knew about it.

"I just wanted to talk about this matter. I didn't want anyone to die." Fang Huan said, "If the star-dropped pheasant was tough with me, I could tear his mouth, but he just didn't, with a white face. Lianhua looks like I'm bullying him."

"Let me excuse you." Zhou Weiying said, "Would you like to wash your face first? I feel like your face mask is almost soaking up your tears."

Fang Huan said: "I'll wash it after you leave."

Zhou Weiying wondered: "No, what's wrong with me washing here? I don't think I've ever seen you remove your makeup, not in the video. Are you so ugly after removing your makeup that you don't want people to see it?"

Fang Huan stared at Zhou Weiying, and said seriously, "My lady is the most beautiful in the world."

"Fine, fine, do whatever you like, talk about business." Zhou Weiying was really defeated by Fang Huan's unparalleled self-confidence, "I suggest you keep silent and check the Internet public opinion next day. Since you have already started the matter, you have to tear it up now."

Fang Huan said, "Do you need to say it?"

Zhou Weiying said: "With your qualifications and status, you don't need to look at such insignificant people at all, don't you understand?"

"You're wrong. I'll tear up anyone who doesn't like it. Let alone a domestic blogger. If the name on YouTube is more popular than mine, I can tear it up." Fang Huan said, "I don't Imaginary."

Zhou Weiying laughed: "I didn't expect you to be quite a man in this matter."

Fang Huan picked up a pillow beside him and threw it at Zhou Weiying: "How do you talk?"

Zhou Weiying blocked the pillow: "Why are you so indifferent?"

Fang Huan said: "I respect the old, let's do it."

Zhou Weiying wanted to scold Fang Huan, but he couldn't pull himself up.Originally, he ran over to ask the ins and outs, but Fang Huan kept crying and crying, which made him not in the mood.He can't yell at Fang Huan again, and that's not his style.He likes to ask others to act under his control, but people are not machines, and people are the biggest variable in this world. Once something happens, he scolds and scolds, but he still has to find a way to solve it.

Fang Huan was not one of the artists he had ever brought up. There were countless training sessions for artists before and after their debut. accident.Unlike bloggers like Fang Huan, he also has his own personality, but this personality is too annoying, it makes no difference whether he has it or not.Zhou Weiying didn't want to delve into whether this was Fang Huan's nature, or whether he was pretending it.No one taught Fang Huan how to do it. He has come to this position step by step by himself.And these are completely new and unfamiliar worlds to Zhou Weiying, and Zhou Weiying is not interested.

Even if he's not interested, Zhou Weiying will still work hard to deal with it. He's not a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. He has already distinguished the difference between "like" and "work" many years ago.

"Don't do anything these two days, just shoot videos at home. I'm talking about business with you these few days. Don't make things too big. I'll help you out later." Zhou Weiying said, " If you don't want to stay at home, just find... find your boyfriend to go out with you, isn't he in Beijing?"

"Boyfriend?" Fang Huan reacted and remembered who Zhou Weiying was talking about, and replied vaguely, "Well, he is in Beijing."

Zhou Weiying's face was a little embarrassed, and he walked back and forth in the room for a few steps before saying, "You... you guys, don't play too crazy, public figures pay attention to the influence. I'll go first."

Fang Huan was baffled, thinking for a long time what Zhou Weiying meant in his words.After he washed off the mask, he combined Zhou Weiying's expression dynamics to figure it out, the old thing about feelings has nothing to do with his brain!What's so sanctimonious about wearing clothes from day to night?

Fang Huan also felt that arguing with people on the Internet was a very laborious and boring thing. After Zhou Weiying came, Fang Huan's mood calmed down a bit. It was not the first day that he was scolded by people and his parents. Cried and cried, he had to rest and rest.

The best way to escape from online life is to be a cashier.

He had mentioned to Chu Xun before that he would check on his new assistant, and when he remembered this, he immediately contacted Chu Xun, and Chu Xun happily welcomed him to his studio as a guest the next day.

The next day, Fang Huan rarely got up in the morning. After taking a shower, he began to make up, match clothes and make hair. After tidying up, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Chu Xun sent a message to urge him: miss, are you up?

Fang Huanhui: Okay, okay, I'm on my way.

In fact, he just called the car.

Chu Xun's studio is in a villa area on the outskirts of the city. It is a small three-story building. The first and second floors are the work area, and the third floor is where he lives.Fang Huan complained why Chu Xun lived so far away. Chu Xun said that the house was bought here at the beginning, so there was no way.Fang Huan was shocked, this is really a man who owns a real mansion in Beijing.

Fang Huan rang the doorbell, and the person who opened the door was not Chu Xun, but a young boy.The boy faced the sun neatly. He blinked his eyes and carefully identified the person in front of him before saying, "Is it Arose?"

"It's me." Fang Huan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

The boy said: "I'm brother Xun's assistant, my name is Yu Hui, you... you can just call me Xiaohui." After speaking, he smiled shyly.

Fang Huan snorted, threw the bag to Yu Hui casually, and asked, "Where's my brother?"

Yu Hui wasn't annoyed by being dumped by Fang Huan, he honestly carried his bag and put it in the hallway, and then said, "Brother Xun is upstairs, maybe I didn't hear you, I'll call him."

Footsteps were heard upstairs, Chu Xun came down, saw two people downstairs, and said with a smile, "Huanhuan, what time is it, are you here?"

Fang Huan said: "There is a traffic jam on the road, don't ask me. Hey, I'm hungry, let's order takeaway."

"No need, no need." Yu Hui said, "I prepared the dishes in the kitchen and cut them up. I'll just wait for you to come. The next pot will start cooking. Wait for me." Before he went to the kitchen to get busy, he didn't forget to tell Fang Pour the water well.

Fang Huan looked at the glass of water with a smile on his face, and said to Chu Xun: "The child is very honest and can cook. Brother, where did you find it? Find one for me too?"

Chu Xun said, "Isn't this your manager's job?"

"The one surnamed Zhou?" Fang Huan said, "It would be nice if he understood how to cook the instant noodles himself."