After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

Xin Yu hurried to the dressing room to find his coat and rummaged through the pockets.

Taking out his mobile phone, he called Lin Yuanyu, but the phone rang twice before being mercilessly hung up.

"Who are you calling?" Fu Yusi floated behind Xin Yu like a ghost without feet at some point.

Xin Yu was so frightened that he dropped his phone on the ground.

"Have you seen Yan Xiwen?" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"No, maybe I went to see the organizer."

"Impossible." Xin Yu interrupted him, "You know what, he asked me to come out to meet Yagiara before, I, I found someone to replace him, he might go to meet that high imitation Yagiara now."

"Then let him go."

"No!" Xin Yu almost shouted.

Although Fu Yusi was smiling, there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "Why not."

"I'm going to find him now, and tell him clearly that I am Yagihuang." Saying that, Xin Yu turned his head to leave.

"Do you still have unrealistic expectations of him?"

A cold sentence, like a basin of ice water, poured down from the head to extinguish all the enthusiasm.

"The press conference is over, and your training is over. What you have to do now is to sort out your emotions, come back to me obediently, and do the work you should do, right?"

Xin Yu clenched his hands silently, the pain clearly came through the scar, beating every nerve in his body.

"You're not the tip of a needle, you're not a wheat awn, you can't pierce the window paper, you can't be cultivated by the company like Yan Xiwen, don't you understand?"

Fu Yu paused, and continued:

"From the very beginning, you have been a joke in the eyes of everyone, not only to Yan Xiwen, but also to those reporters. They don't care about your results, they only care about whether you can sell your big joke."

"You have the dream of standing shoulder to shoulder with Yan Xiwen, who will spend tens of millions for you to train you, and you are not too young, how long can you stand on this runway."

There was a dull pain in my heart, as if someone had twisted it tightly.

Xin Yu didn't speak, but looked down at the toe of the shoe helplessly, like a huge sense of disappointment after waking up from a dream, overwhelming.

"You also saw that before the show was over, Yan Xiwen couldn't wait to find that Yagi Arara. To him, it didn't matter who Yagi Arara was, what mattered was the name Yagi Arara, even if that person was fake. , but Yan Xiwen has already determined that that is the person he is looking for, and now you are going to disturb him."

Saying that, Fu Yusi walked over slowly, hugged the lost man tenderly from behind, pressed his chin tightly against his cheek, and said softly:

"But I don't care who you are, whether you are Xin Yu or Yagi Arara, for me, as long as it is you, I will accept everything."

Just as he was talking, rhythmic footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the person who came in impolitely pushed the door in. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately stopped in embarrassment.

Xin Yu looked at the person coming, and immediately pushed Fu Yusi away.

"Sorry to bother you."

The person who came was none other than Comrade Yan Xiwen, the missing person Xin Yu was looking for so hard.

Fu Yusi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Where have you been, I've been looking for you."

Just now Xin Yu, who was depressed because of Yan Xiwen's ruthlessness as if he had lost his love, immediately regained his spirits when he saw Yan Xiwen.

"I went to look for Brother Huang, but I couldn't find it."

When Xin Yu heard it, a smile immediately came to his face: "Didn't you find him?"

"Yes, so come here and ask you to call him and ask what's going on."

Fu Yusi saw that he was completely ignored. Although he was unwilling, he was a decent person anyway, so he just said "I'll go back to the room first" and left without looking back.

And Xin Yu didn't hear Fu Yusi's words, but just leaned in front of Yan Xiwen like a loyal puppy, and he could wag it if he had a tail.

"Maybe Brother Huang is busy, or maybe he didn't come so he didn't answer the phone."

"In any case, you should give him a call and ask."

Hearing these words and seeing Yan Xiwen's anxious look, Xin Yu's heart sank again.

"Okay." He said softly, then took out his cell phone, found out Lin Yuanyu's cell phone number and dialed it again.

After what seemed like a century, the other party finally answered the phone.

"Where is it?" Xin Yu's voice sounded cold.

"I'm sorry, I just set up Do Not Disturb, and I just watched the catwalk show, what, want to see you now?"

On the other hand, Yan Xiwen told Xin Yu with mouth shapes to ask him to wait for him at the statue of the Virgin outside the show.

Now Xin Yu really has a sense of frustration sewing wedding dresses for others. After reporting the appointment location deliberately inarticulate, Xin Yu said lightly, "I'll be there in a while, I'll go back first."

Just about to leave, Yan Xiwen held her hand.

"I haven't seen him in person, so I'm afraid I'll admit the wrong person, so you come with me." The tone was almost commanding.

While Xin Yu was convinced by Yan Xiwen, he was also convinced by himself.

With Yan Xiwen's posture, if he sees "Yaki Arara", he can't go forward to hug and kiss him. On the contrary, he, the real Yagi Arara, wants to watch them both. What's the matter?

The two came to the statue of the Virgin Mary behind the show in the dark. There were no people here, and it was a little deserted compared to the lively venue.

Under the night, a tall figure slowly walked over here.

Lin Yuanyu seemed to have specially dressed up, his hair was well done, and his looks were not inferior to the male models on the catwalk.

At this time, Xin Yu carefully looked at the expression of Yan Xiwen beside him, and saw that the corners of his mouth were followed by an expectant smile, his eyes were shining, and he seemed very satisfied with the image of Brother Huang, whom he had admired for a long time.

"Huang... Brother Huang." He even started to stammer nervously.

"Hello, it's the first time we meet. My name is Lin Yuanyu." Lin Yuanyu introduced himself generously.

"I've been looking forward to this day, and I finally see you."

What's going on, why is Yan Xiwen smiling so shyly, and what's going on with the blush on his face!

Looking from a distance, after removing Xin Yu, the two are like a beautiful decorative painting, tall and handsome, they are a perfect match.

Xin Yu looked at them chatting sourly, his mouth so pouted that he could hang a teapot.

"Xiao Yu, long time no see." Lin Yuanyu turned to Xin Yu again and greeted him warmly.

This kid, he did his homework quite well, so why don't he enter the entertainment circle if he is so good at acting.

"Stop standing here, let's find a coffee shop to sit and drink something." Lin Yuanyu suggested.

Yan Xiwen naturally raised his hands in agreement. Although Xin Yu was reluctant, he obediently followed Yan Xiwen's sight of death.

Therefore, there is no friendship between three people in the world, there must be one who is ignored, and Xin Yu is the one who is ignored.

He sat on the side, like a superfluous outsider, drinking coffee non-stop.

But Yan Xiwen and Lin Yuanyu were different, they really felt like old friends at first sight, they talked very happily, and Xin Yu couldn't get in a word.

As expected, Lin Yuanyu has seen the world. He has traveled all over the world, and he can talk about everything from poetry to life ideals. The two seem to have endless topics, chattering in Xin Yu's ears like a flock of noisy ducks.

It is rare for Xin Yu to see Yan Xiwen like this, with a smile on his lips all the time, it can be seen that he really likes this "brother Huang".

Maybe Fu Yusi is right, what he likes is the Yagi Arara in his fantasy, not himself.

In the end, the two exchanged contact information and even followed each other on Weibo.

When saying goodbye, Yan Xiwen asked Lin Yuanyu with a smile if he could have a meal together after returning to China. Naturally, Lin Yuanyu couldn't wish for it. If he really got married with Yan Xiwen, it would be a double benefit.

Just said goodbye to Lin Yuanyu with a smile, when he turned around, when facing Xin Yu, the smile on Yan Xiwen's face disappeared instantly.

Xin Yu complained in his heart that it was necessary to be so obvious.

Night Breeze lifted their hair, but they returned to the hotel in silence.

But when he walked to the garden in front of the hotel, Yan Xiwen suddenly stopped, looking at the brightly lit hotel, his face was expressionless.

"What's the matter, seeing Brother Huang, what's there to be unhappy about?" When Xin Yu said this, the sour taste was revealed through every stroke.

"It's different from what I imagined." Yan Xiwen said lightly.

"Brother Huang is so good, what are you complaining about?" Xin Yu pouted, dissatisfied.

"I'm not complaining, what I mean is that because he is so good, he is different from the brother Huang I imagined."

"Then what does Brother Huang look like in your imagination?"

Yan Xiwen leaned on the railing, looked up at the starry sky, shrugged: "I thought it was the kind of silent, even a little inferior, poor person who was running around for his life."

As he spoke, he smiled and turned to look at Xin Yu: "It's not this kind of person who is far-sighted, confident and generous."

"What's there to like about such a person." Xin Yu was puzzled, wondering if this person was stupid.

"This brother Huang, although I have a good impression of him, but to be honest, I am somewhat disappointed."

Upon hearing this, Xin Yu immediately became energetic, and a smile flew to the corner of his mouth again: "Then will you meet him again in the future?"

"See, why didn't you see me? As Brother Huang's number one fanboy, I naturally have to spare no effort to support him."

This night, Xin Yu's fragile little heart went up and down like a roller coaster, and if it continued like this, he would have a heart attack.

"By the way, how is today's catwalk show? Nothing went wrong." The topic changed.

It's okay if you don't mention it, but if you mention Xin Yu, you won't be happy. He said coyly, "Thank you for your kind words, something went wrong. My right foot caught my left foot during the catwalk."

Yan Xiwen raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "You won't fall down."

"It's not, it's just a backflip."

When Yan Xiwen heard it, he laughed "Puff": "You are really there. I guess the senior executives of Gun N' Rose will turn green when they see it."

"I don't know if their faces are green or not, but the person in charge of the global fashion show seems to be quite happy, and he insisted on asking me to teach him Chinese Kung Fu." Xin Yu also laughed along with him.

Yan Xiwen looked at Xin Yu, and under the intertwined lights, his gentle face was reflected. Although it was not amazing, it was inexplicably pulling his little heart and beating extremely fast.

Xin Yu was also looking back at him. After meeting his eyes, he seemed to feel embarrassed. He immediately put away his smile and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Yan Xiwen stretched out his hand to support the back of Xin Yu's head, and his smile disappeared little by little.

What happened next, Xin Yu thought he was dreaming at first, but when the temperature of Yan Xiwen's lips came clearly, he finally realized that it was neither a dream nor his own fantasy.

The night wind carried the fragrance of his body lingering around, warm lips, soft touch, everything came so suddenly that Xin Yu didn't have any mental preparations.

His heart beat like a drum, overshadowing all the noise around him.