Resignation

"I haven't asked you about Lu Xiaoxianrou's scene yet?" Han Wang poured Lu Shanshan a glass of wine and asked him, "How's the ranking?"

Lu Shanshan took a sip of his wine, smiled at Ruan Xian who was on the side, and said honestly, "As expected, there are no surprises or disappointments."

Lu Jishu graduated from a serious film school, and he still has some acting skills, but he is not as good as the above, but if he wants to be famous in this circle, this alone is not enough.

"Normal." Han Wang didn't take it seriously, "How can a person who just debuted be any better?"

What Han Wang said is correct. In recent years, new debuts in the entertainment circle, no matter which circle, are really good, and they are called excellent. In fact, there are not many, and more are participating in the show circle. As a fan, with a certain amount of traffic, I started filming and recording songs.

Lu Wanshan agreed with what Han Wang said, but paused, and added, "Zhuang Xici is fine."

Ruan Xian was helping Han Wang peel the shrimp, and said with a smile, "How can Lu Jishu compare with Zhuang Yingdi?"

Ruan Xian's words surprised Lu Wanshan, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh?"

Ruan Xian handed the peeled shrimp dipping sauce to Han Wang who was too lazy to eat, and then said, "Actor Zhuang has been in university for four years, and he ranks first in his major every year."

As for Lu Jishu, according to what they knew, although he was a serious student majoring in film and television, he had nothing but mediocre majors, let alone grades.

"Back then, Zhuang Xici's filming of "Sunny Day" could have been a big hit, but at that time the entertainment industry had a homosexual scandal, and this kind of film that was not easy to be released was mass-banned." Ruan Xian explained, "Later, "Sunny Day" " had to be screened abroad, except for a fixed circle, it didn't make much waves."

Ruan Xian paused, and said with emotion, "Otherwise... Zhuang Yingdi's status will be bigger than now."

"It's a pity." Han Wang concluded.

"That's not true." Ruan Xian smiled, and then changed the subject, "But it's actually okay, talented people can shine anywhere."

After "Sunny Day" was released that year, Zhuang Xici was "blocked" on a small scale due to the nature of the film, and he did not receive any resources for nearly a year.

However, Zhuang Xici didn't get depressed because of this, or lowered his value to make lower-level movies.On the contrary, during this year, Zhuang Xici devoted himself to studying at school, and occasionally participated in dramas to improve his acting skills.

Therefore, when the cold wave passes and Zhuang Xici comes out again, although the resources he can receive are still mediocre, in this limited resource, Zhuang Xici will choose the one with the best quality, and then show his strength.

It takes a long time to refine it into gold, and Zhuang Xici is like this.

Seeing that Lu Shanshan hadn't spoken, Ruan Xian asked after a pause, "Has Brother Lu become a fan of Best Actor Zhuang recently?"

Before Lu Shanshan could answer, Han Wang who was next to him rushed to answer, "I don't know if he's a fan or not, but he's been making up Zhuang Xici's movie these days, but it's the truth."

"..." Lu Suanshan glanced at Han, "His movies are good-looking."

Ruan Xian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, nodded without expressing any opinion.

Han Wang looked at Lu Xunshan distrustfully, obviously not believing what he just said.Lu Shanshan didn't care, and took a sip of his wine, as if he didn't notice Han Wang's gaze.

Ruan Xian gently pulled Han Wang's hand, signaling him to eat, while he looked at Lu Shanshan and said, "Brother Lu, why don't you turn off private messages?"

Lu Shanshan looked up at Ruan Xian, "It's useless to keep that thing, and it won't hurt if you close it."

"Oh, it's okay." Lu Xunshan shook his head.

"Seeing Song Haixing's fans, I'm also a f*ck." As soon as Weibo was mentioned, Han Wang couldn't help cursing, "I want to laugh when I read their small Weibo compositions."

Ruan Xian tapped Han Wang's hand with the unsealed chopsticks, and called his name in a deep voice, "Han Wang."

"I was wrong." Han Wang reacted very quickly and admitted his mistake obediently, "Shouldn't be swearing."

Seeing that Lu Wanshan failed to hold back his laughter, he laughed out of shame.Although Han Wang was always cursing in front of him, but when he met Ruan Xian, he was like a child meeting his parents, and he couldn't be better.

Of course, Ruan Xian also doted on him.

Seeing Lu Wanshan like this, Han Wang couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said coldly, "That's enough, Father Lu."

Lu Wanshan pursed her lips and decided to save Han Wang some face, so she didn't smile again.

He thought of the screenshots that Han Wang sent him, and brought the topic back to the very beginning, "I guess they still don't know what kind of person Song Haixing is."

Han Wang sighed, "If they knew, I don't know if they would defend Song Haixing so crazily."

Lu Shanshan smiled nonchalantly, and Ruan Xian answered, "It's good to have a good image, isn't star chasing a sense of distance?"

Lu Shanshan was teased by Ruan Xian, paused for a while and said, "It's not that simple."

"The big fan is taking the rhythm." Han Wang added.

The three of them had chased Song Haixing together back then, and they couldn't understand how Song Haixing treated his fans.

Although it is said that the real master should not have contact with the fans, Song Haixing committed the murder with a blunder, so the big fans on the front line all have his contact information, so this time when Lu Xunshan was scolded by the crowd on the Internet, they didn't need to think too much about it. Among them, Song Haixing's gesture must be indispensable.

After all, Song Haixing hinted at them in the same way.

"Let him go." Lu Sushan twitched his lips and smiled, "Song Hai's popularity won't last long."

Thinking of Song Haixing's information on the computer, Han Wang agreed, "That's natural."

Not knowing what came to mind, Ruan Xian smiled and said, "But I also saw an interesting thing these two days."

"?" The two looked at Ruan Xian, waiting for him to continue.

"Last week, Song Haixing's fans were on the mic, and there was a lot of talk, all of which were cursing at you." Ruan Xian said, "But something interesting happened later."

"A fan opened the mic passionately, and spoke for you with a challenge."

Lu Shanshan hadn't heard of this incident, but he was instantly aroused by curiosity, and asked, "I'm a fan?"

"It's probably you, Duwei," Ruan Xian suppressed a smile, "I follow you on Weibo, and all the content I post is related to you."

Lu Wanshan was amused, and was aroused, "What's the name of the id, I'll go and see."

"Picturesque in Jiangcheng."

Lu Shanshan clicked on Weibo, typed a word search, followed Ruan Xian's instructions to find the user, and then clicked into his homepage.

"Following you, chasing the light?" Han Wang also clicked into the homepage, read his profile, laughed and said, "He's still a literary youth."

Unlike Han Wang, Lu Shanshan's focus is on his personal background.Jiang Cheng picturesque used his photo as the Weibo background.

Lu Shanshan stared at his photo displayed on the phone screen, feeling a little puzzled, because if he remembered correctly, this photo was taken five or six years ago.

"Father Lu, is this a photo of you when you were 22 or [-] years old?" After a while, Han Wang also noticed this, and said in surprise, "And judging by your outfit, you just entered the circle not long ago, right?"

"Not long ago, only a few months." Lu Suanshan replied.

"This is also what I'm curious about," Ruan Xian continued, "Brother Lu was not well-known at the time, so where did he get the picture?"

Lu Wanshan chased the airport, often pretending to be a star, so although many people asked for Lu Wanshan's photos on the Internet over the years, no one saw Lu Wanshan's face.

"Hey." Han Wang didn't take it seriously, "Father Lu looks good, maybe some passer-by secretly took the photo and posted it on the Internet."

After thinking about it, Ruan Xian felt that what Han Wang said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

Ruan Xian leaned over to look at the photos on Han Wang's phone, and said suddenly, "Not to mention the high resolution."

Lu Shanshan responded perfunctorily, not paying attention to what Ruan Xian and the others said, and also put away his mobile phone, telling them to continue eating, not wanting to waste the rare party time on other things.

It was already early morning when the party ended, Lu Jinshan declined Ruan Xian who wanted to send him back, and only asked him to send Han Wang back first, and he could go back by himself.

Ruan Xian saw that Lu Wanshan insisted, but he didn't force him, and told him to make a phone call when he got home, so he helped the drunk Han Wang into the back seat, and then followed him into the car.

Lu Shanshan couldn't drive after drinking at night, and he didn't want to call a substitute driver. In addition, the wind in the early morning was gentle, which just dispelled the headache caused by drunkenness, so Lu Shanshan was going to walk home.

However, while the night can bring people a sense of security, it is also because the blackness is too empty and the streets are too quiet, which will bring inexplicable depression to people, amplify their emotions, and remind them of some bad experiences.

Rao Lu Wanshan is no exception.

Standing by the street lamp, Lu Suanshan looked at the men and women riding bicycles talking and chatting loudly on the road, and a sentence flashed in his mind for a moment: young people are fearless and wanton.

But more, it was this scene that reminded Lu Xunshan of something hidden deep in his memory.

Once upon a time, late at night, he also rode wantonly on the road with others, telling the love that could not be expressed in front of others.

Lu Suanshan twitched the corner of his mouth, and seeing the group of people riding away on bicycles, he shook his head and didn't think about the past, turned around and walked home.

The past is like smoke, not worth mentioning.