Everyone is waiting for us to break up [Entertainment]

"By the way, last time Sister Li..." Wang Jingcheng stopped talking and made an exaggerated expression: "Do you still remember?"

Lin Yi put down the tableware and recalled: "The time she tripped over her skirt?"

Wang Jingcheng nodded, and said as he ate, "Fortunately, he was supported by the assistant, but that expression... no, it's too funny..." Wang Jingcheng put down his chopsticks, took a sip of his wine, still couldn't hold back, and laughed wildly.

It seems that the encounter with Qu Yun just now did not leave him with the slightest psychological shadow.

He is indeed the man who caused a bloodbath in the entertainment industry.

Lin Yi followed suit with a smile, picked up the chopsticks again, and before he could make a move, he heard Wang Jingcheng, who had finally stopped laughing, start the topic again: "By the way, you still remember that time with Brother Li..."

Lin Yi put down his chopsticks and nodded with a smile.

This is not pretending to be stupid, this is really stupid.

Pei Liao stood in the corner silently, and found that Wang Jingcheng really didn't notice the small details of Lin Yi not moving his chopsticks while chatting, and he was still trying to argue with Lin Yi.

I have to let Mr. Lin eat something more when I go back.Pei Liao wrote down this point calmly, and suddenly heard keywords popping up in Wang Jingcheng's uninspiring conversation.

"By the way, what are your plans next?" Wang Jingcheng felt that it was time to talk about something serious when he was full, so he ended the humorous happy hour and turned to the topic.

Lin Yi glanced at the way he finished his meal, put down his chopsticks, and took a sip of plain water: "I haven't decided yet."

"Are there a film appointment?" Wang Jingcheng was subconsciously surprised, remembering the existence of Mr. Qu, and removed the surprised part from his words: "What film is it?"

Just as Lin Yi was about to speak, Wang Jingcheng glanced at Pei Liao, who had no sense of existence, and decided that the other party was the undercover agent sent by Mr. Qu to monitor them. He was afraid that the other party would think too much, so he explained in an unnecessary way: "Maybe I can give you some advice. suggestion."

Lin Yi followed his gaze and looked at Pei Liao, knowing that the other party was thinking too much, but the relationship between him and Qu Yun was too complicated, so he didn't explain it at all.

""Youth Like Fire", "Who Killed Who", "You at the Same Table"..."

"Strange, why haven't I heard of it..." Wang Jingcheng asked rigorously, "Which director?"

Lin Yi thought for two seconds, but he didn't think about it, and looked at Pei Liao again.

Pei Liao responded quickly: "Director Zhang, director Wang Zhengyi..."

"Hiss..." Wang Jingcheng closed his mouth, and only let out a faint air of being caught by money and power to express his emotions at the moment.

As expected of Mr. Qu, why should I ask this question!

"They're all pretty good..." Wang Jingcheng said inarticulately, "You pick slowly."

His expression didn't look very good, Lin Yi thought for a while, and rarely took the initiative to ask: "What plans do you have next?"

"Variety show!" Wang Jingcheng's eyes lit up as expected, and he said enthusiastically, "I'm being contacted by a newly planned variety show, I think it's quite interesting..."

Lin Yi recalled the route of the other party's popularity at the beginning, and remembered which variety show it was, which created a new mode of variety show "Stars and Collisions". , made several CPs popular, and people gave them the nickname CP Maker, that is, this variety show created an A-popular straight man set for Wang Jingcheng.

"Are you interested?" Wang Jingcheng beeped his admiration for the variety show before showing his flaws at the end: "I think the theme of brothers is very suitable for us!"

Where did Wang Jingcheng, whose left eye says "Idol", and whose right eye says "Team", explode the audience?This is really an unsolved mystery worth pondering through the ages.

"I'm not very good at variety shows." Lin Yi shook his head and rejected his invitation: "Next, I want to act."

"Oh... oh!" Wang Jingcheng was lost for less than a second, regained his vitality in an instant, put on the appearance of a reliable adult man and said, "That's right, you like acting..." He paused, glanced at Pei Liao, and lowered his eyes. The voice said: "I just asked casually..."

"Lin Yi, don't you want to be a star?"

Lin Yi was a little surprised at his question, but did not hesitate: "I don't like spotlights very much. I prefer cameras."

"Acting is very important to me, but becoming a star is not that important." Lin Yi understood himself: "And my personality is not suitable for variety shows."

"As expected of you!" Wang Jingcheng stretched out his hand to hold Yu Deng's hand tightly, as if conveying some kind of power: "It really is my idol!"

Peiliao stared at the tightly clasped hands for a few seconds, and wrote this down in his small notebook.

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go!"

Lin Yi was at a loss: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with what I said?" He pulled out his hand and patted Wang Jingcheng's shoulder: "It's just because I'm really not suitable to be an idol. In fact, I think compared to me , you are more suitable to be an idol."

"Eh?" Wang Jingcheng looked up at Lin Yi, somewhat surprised by the sudden affirmation from his idol.

Under close contact, his face was magnified in front of Lin Yi, and his pure makeup without makeup was still impeccable.

Although too many rich expressions conceal the charm of this face when the aura is fully open, but in fact, a good-looking face is good-looking, no matter what it looks like or what shape it is, it can knock on the door purely in the heart Voice.

Lin Yi focused on his eyebrows.

Wang Jingcheng's anticipation slowly turned into doubt in his sight: "Is there something on my face? Did I get something on it when I was eating just now?" He reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't find anything, and subconsciously went to the corner of his mouth. Chasing Lin Yi's sight.

Lin Yi came back to his senses, let go of his hand, a little embarrassed: "Because it's so beautiful, I couldn't help but look at it for a while."

Lin Yi seemed to understand the reason why the high-cold personality who was completely opposite to the other party didn't overturn the car once - as long as this face is cold, it is enough to erase all doubts.

It's a pity that Wang Jingcheng never had a lack of expression in front of him.

Just like at this moment, his puzzled expression instantly turned into an indescribably complicated expression, relying on his good looks to make his face look like a waste of appearance, without the slightest burden of being an idol.

"Is...really?" Wang Jingcheng paused for two seconds. For some reason, he subconsciously looked at Pei Liao, and as expected, he met an extremely indifferent face, which made him wake up instantly and recall that terrifying figure.

He took two steps back, distanced himself from Lin Yi, and then continued in a stumbling manner: "Sister Lu also said the same, so she always wanted me to participate in variety shows..."

His mood changed quickly, and the boy's unique habit of remembering to eat and not to drink made him very proud again: "She said that variety shows are easy to attract fans, and I just need to stand in front of the camera to become popular."

"She's right." Lin Yi agreed, he got up and returned to his seat, looked at the cold food, shook his head, put away the tableware, didn't hear Wang Jingcheng speak, and looked up at him again.

Wang Jingcheng paused for a few seconds, and under Lin Yi's suspicious gaze, he remembered what he should say: "Brother, you are also very good-looking." It just seemed unreliable when he was slow.

"Why did you suddenly call me brother?" Lin Yi asked casually after drinking the boiled water in the cup, putting the cup back on the table.

"Because it sounds closer?" Wang Jingcheng stood stubbornly one meter away from Lin Yi and whispered.

"Hmm..." Lin Yi pondered for two seconds, stood up, glanced at Pei Liao, and Pei Liao walked forward knowingly to lead the way.

"He is indeed a very good brother." Lin Yi walked towards the exit, patted Wang Jingcheng's soft hair, and the hair trembled slightly with his movements, almost making people ignore the master's stiffness at the moment.

Lin Yi rubbed his head: "Then today's dinner is here first?"

Wang Jingcheng froze on the spot, watched Lin Yi go for a while, and then came back to his senses: "Then see you next time."

The voice was extremely soft, but it didn't disappear silently. Lin Yi, who had walked for a while, seemed to have heard his words, turned around and waved to him: "See you next time."

Under the hazy light, the overly pure smile appeared extremely clear, without any ambiguity.

It wasn't until Lin Yi's figure disappeared completely that Wang Jingcheng took a deep breath, rushed into the private bathroom, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on his face.

The water droplets wet the tip of the hair, sliding down along the sharp arc, outlining the outline of the figure, and moistening the redness.

"This is too..." teased.Wang Jingcheng swallowed the remaining words with difficulty, and suddenly had a new view on the relationship between Qu Yun and Lin Yi.

I'm afraid it's not really a relationship?

After all, who can ignore Lin Yi's charm?

Although it seems that there is nothing special except gentleness, but in fact...

Ah, the damned charm of nowhere.

Standing in front of the mirror, Wang Jingcheng lifted the hair on his forehead and stared at himself in the mirror, his red ears stubbornly emitting heat.

"You didn't eat much just now, will you eat some more later?" Pei Liao drove the car back to Qu's house familiarly, stopped the car, and gave thoughtful advice.

He loosened his seat belt and found that Lin Yi in the back seat hadn't moved. He turned to look at Lin Yi with some doubts.

Lin Yi looked over the luxury cars in the parking lot and landed on the brightly lit villa.

Pei Liao followed his gaze to look at the villa, thought about the problem for two seconds, and then came to his senses.

"I should take you home." He put on his seat belt again, with integrity and integrity, as if he really just accidentally drove the wrong way: "I used to take this way home, and I haven't changed it for a while. You Don't worry, I'll take you home right away..."

Lin Yi interrupted him, and gestured towards the brightly lit villa: "Qu Yun is at home?"

Pei Liao just turned the car key and was about to start it. When he heard this question, he turned off the car for a second and nodded with a flawless smile: "The third master originally planned to have dinner with you..."

He peeked at Lin Yi's expression, but he didn't find any clues, so he said bravely: "To celebrate your ending of the filming of "Jing Gong Shen"."

Lin Yi stared at the lights in the distance, those past memories floated in his mind, shaking his decision.

"I thought I could let you go completely, but after going around and around, everything came back to where it was."

As soon as Pei Liao turned on the ignition, he heard a sad love song faintly wafting from the car stereo.

He glanced at Lin Yi, who was half in the dark, and the faint light cast a faint light on his calm expression, like a speechless silence.

Pei Liao carefully cut the song.

"If possible, I hope everything can start again..."

Cut again.

"Be brave to love..."

cut.

"lose……"

Pei Liao directly turned off the stereo.

The car fell into an extremely silent silence.

"Mr. Lin..."

"Let's go." Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and said softly.

"……OK."

The vehicle started slowly and drove towards the exit.

He was blocked by a closed door.

"Assistant Pei?" The car window was knocked twice, and the security guard glanced at the figure behind the car, and conveyed the third master's order strictly.

"The third master is waiting for Mr. Lin."

The author has something to say:

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The lyrics were made up by me.

I don’t know anything about showbiz—(So why write about showbiz? Lost in thought.)

So again, if there is a bug, it is the fault of the fictional world!

Please do not substitute into the real world.