I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

He Lang glanced at Luo Ziyu who was next to Yao Wangyou and stretched out his hand to the little coal ball to smooth his hair. The manic fire in his heart gradually calmed down, and he showed a standard smile at Xuan Mingcheng: "Mr. Xuan, can you borrow a step?" say."

Xuan Mingcheng nodded, walked aside with He Lang, and stayed beside a flower base, he looked back casually, then looked away, satisfied in his heart, but a little surprised.

"Mr. Xuan." He Lang drew Xuan Mingcheng's attention back.

Xuan Mingcheng nodded: "Mr. He, what's the matter?" He smiled, "Could it be that you are here to discuss cooperation with me, Tianxing?"

To his surprise, He Lang really nodded and replied: "Yes, Xiaoyu and I came this time just to talk to Mr. Xuan about the cooperation of Tianxing's year-end party. What's Xing's attitude?"

Xuan Mingcheng was startled, and said in disbelief, "Luo Ziyu... hasn't signed any other activities yet?"

He Lang smiled: "As Mr. Xuan thought, many companies have offered us olive branches, and one of the invitation letters is from Mr. Jiang's, Emperor Whale Entertainment." Revealing the shrewd brilliance of the businessman, "Mr. Jiang's invitation letter is written with sincerity and sincerity, and Di Jing's hands are indeed too long. He even knows what happened in Tianxing's crew clearly."

Xuan Mingcheng sneered, Jiang Shao probably brought up the fact that Zhang Zheyan was injured while filming in "Xuantiandao" and then went to the hot search square, and wanted to shift the responsibility to Tianxing, saying that he took the Luo Ziyu came to hype Zhang Zheyan, eat his blood steamed buns.

"But the person surnamed Jiang definitely doesn't know. Both of us have figured out his two trump cards." Xuan Mingcheng looked at He Lang with a calm tone, "Mr. He will tell me this, presumably he has already done it. Alright, have you chosen?"

Jiang Shao's move is nothing more than trying to make Tianxing's year-end self-media party no popular stars cut the ribbon, and then buy hot searches to step on it, and even want to use the trend of public opinion to directly defeat Tianxing.

But if He Lang and Luo Ziyu really leave the Emperor Whale behind and come to Tianxing, not only will the situation be reversed, but they will also use actions to draw a line with the Emperor Whale.However, there are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends. In the future, the two parties may cooperate because of interests, but this matter is always a thorn, stuck between Luo Ziyu and Emperor Jing, which makes people feel uncomfortable .

"I will talk to Mr. Xuan, so I know it well." He Lang turned his head, looked at Luo Ziyu who was talking softly with Yao Wangyou, and twitched his lips, "I don't care about other things, but he The target of the trick, the wrong person was chosen."

Instigated by Jiang Shao, Zhang Zheyan intentionally injured herself on the set, and blamed Luo Ziyu to stir up the heat. As a result, Luo Ziyu received tens of thousands of comments greeting her family. This matter is so easy to pass.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at He Lang who suddenly showed his sharpness, and said to himself that no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will show his fangs when he is touched by Ni Lin.

He stretched out a hand: "Well, happy cooperation."

He Lang withdrew his sharp blade-like gaze, and turned into that elegant, gentle and restrained manager again. He reached out to shake hands with Xuan Mingcheng, and smiled: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"By the way." Xuan Mingcheng said suddenly, and said to He Lang, "Mr. He's rheumatism has gotten better recently?"

He Lang was taken aback, looked at Xuan Mingcheng in surprise, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and nodded slowly: "My father is in good health, and rheumatism is an old problem, so there is no need to rush. Thank you, Mr. Xuan, for your concern. "

"Then trouble Mr. He to pay old Mr. He an early New Year's greetings for me, this junior, after he goes back." Xuan Mingcheng said solemnly.

He Lang nodded: "I will definitely convey Mr. Xuan's concern to my father."

"However, I hope Mr. Xuan can help me hide this matter."

He Lang didn't say who to hide, but Xuan Mingcheng really understood, he raised his eyebrows: "I understand, don't worry, Mr. He."

The two looked at each other, and they knew each other well, but they didn't reveal it tacitly.The two sides calmly looked away, turned their heads, and looked at the figure squatting on the ground and petting the cat not far away, but there was only one person in their eyes.

He Lang didn't expect Xuan Mingcheng to say these words, but he was not very surprised, after all Xuan Mingcheng is such a keen person in the business field, it is not surprising that he can guess his identity.

He was also a little emotional, Xuan Mingcheng has always been such a smart person, why did he become confused when he got on him?Judging from the way he gets along with Yao Wangyou, it is estimated that there is only a layer of paper that has not been pierced.

Xuan Mingcheng found it very interesting, the prince of He Yunhai's family, no wonder He Lang is so confident that he can protect Luo Ziyu in the entertainment industry.

As for He Yunhai, he really lives up to his name. When he was young, he was a disruptor in the business circle, as powerful as mountains and seas. Even now that he is old, his skills are still the same as before.Although Xuan Mingcheng is narcissistic, he is not arrogant. It is true that Tianxing is one of the best in the entertainment circle and Emperor Whale, but compared with He's, it is more or less a little bit of time.

But if he had been born 20 years earlier, he would not be afraid of him.

The corner of Xuan Mingcheng's mouth twitched, and he glanced at He Lang who was standing beside him with his hands down.

But I don't know how much of Luo Ziyu's affection can be exchanged for his sincerity...

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In another place, Luo Ziyu was squatting beside Yao Wangyou, staring at the small briquettes that were eating cat food, stretching out his hand to smooth its fur, thinking quietly in his head, trying to untangle the mess in his mouth, looking at Take a look at the love inside and see who it belongs to.

Yao Wangyou saw that he seemed to be distracted, so he asked, "Is your stomach pain better recently?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Luo Ziyu raised his head and looked at him, and his eyes met. Luo Ziyu's eyes were fixed, as if he had fallen into deep thought again.

After a while, the young man in front of him suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling like the warm sun on a winter morning, his eyes sparkling.

"It's much better. During this time, my stomach is warm and I slept soundly at night." Luo Ziyu replied, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Brother, I have something to apologize to you."

Yao Wangyou was a little puzzled, but he still said, "Tell me?"

"In the past few months, I seem to have regarded you as another person. Your care for me reminded me of how kind he is to me." Luo Ziyu said, turning his head slowly, and saw you not far away. Na Na was staring in his own direction, the tenderness in his eyes was invisible to outsiders.

Yao Wangyou listened quietly to Luo Ziyu's words.

"I always thought that the person I like is you. You take care of me, treat me well, and care about my health. If I don't obey my medicine, you will criticize me, but it's all for my quick cure." Luo Ziyu said , while my heart was twisting and hurting.

When he met Yao Wangyou just now, he saw a pair of eyes full of concern. At that moment, he admitted that he was tempted.But after calming down, Luo Ziyu realized that what he loved was a pair of eyes hidden behind Yao Wangyou's sight—the eyes belonging to He Lang.

Those eyes were similar to Yao Wangyou's eyes, full of love for himself, but actually they were different.

Yao Wangyou looked at himself as if he was taking care of his sick younger brother. After he recovered from his illness, he still had his own life to live.

But in He Lang's eyes, there is only himself from the beginning to the end.

My pursuit of Yao Wangyou is actually to miss He Lang back then.

He Lang's sudden disappearance back then made him feel like a puppy that was picked up and abandoned, and the root cause of his illness became an excuse for him to vent after he returned.

But in fact, all these years, Luo Ziyu has calmed down a long time ago. He is not an ungrateful person. He remembers every bit of kindness and care that He Lang showed him very clearly.So Luo Ziyu was actually guilty of getting angry with He Lang.

But since then, He Lang's care for him made him feel more and more sorry, but Luo Ziyu didn't know how to apologize, how to express it to his brother Lang.

He has been playing petty temper, thinking that one day He Lang can't help scolding him, or slapping himself on the head pretending to be angry like before, scolding himself for being disobedient.

But what Luo Ziyu waited for was He Lang's retreat step by step, infinite tolerance again and again.

He could only clumsily put his heart into the house.

"But I found out..." Luo Ziyu turned his head slowly, and looked at a little three-colored cat that jumped on his lap with a smile, "I just recognized the wrong person."

Luo Ziyu's slender fingers pinched the soft ears of the little three flower, rolling comfortably in his arms, flicking its tail.

Yao Wangyou looked at Luo Ziyu, he already understood Luo Ziyu's meaning, and felt a little relieved for He Lang, saying: "Then from now on, you must protect that heart well."

"Yeah!" Luo Ziyu raised his head and nodded with a smile, "Fortunately, I didn't hurt him too much."

Yao Wangyou smiled at him.

"By the way, brother." Luo Ziyu suddenly turned the subject, looked at Yao Wangyou who was gently stroking the little coal ball, and asked, "Do you... like that Xuan?"

Yao Wangyou shook her hand, and heard the black cat in her arms meowing in pain, and hurriedly rubbed it where it was gently pulled.

The little coal ball looked at Yao Wangyou pitifully, then continued to curl up in his arms and lick his fur.

Yao Wangyou fell into deep thought.

Xuan Mingcheng probably likes him, and I... probably like him too.

"Brother?" Luo Ziyu saw him in a daze, and called out again.

Yao Wangyou looked up and saw the two people behind Luo Ziyu walking towards this side, stood up and patted him, changed the subject and said: "Since you have made a decision, go quickly, don't let that heart be cold for too long .”

Luo Ziyu turned his head and stood up hastily. After he recognized his heart, he also had an idea of ​​the priority of the matter. With a long leg, he walked towards He Lang.

He Lang stared at the young man who was quickly approaching him, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Brother Lang..."

Xuan Mingcheng looked at the two people who were tightly hugging each other, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he completely understood.He slightly raised his eyebrows at He Lang, and walked towards Yao Wangyou, feeling very refreshed.

Even the turf under my feet felt softer.

Feeling the powerful arm, He Lang suddenly felt his nose sore, and asked tremblingly, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ziyu looked down at him, and suddenly remembered that He Lang was actually not a few years older than himself.But all these years, he has been taking care of himself like an elder without complaint, and the thorn in his heart has been pierced a little deeper, and he can hardly breathe due to the pain.

"Brother Lang..." Luo Ziyu said slowly, "If I had agreed to your suggestion last year, I would have regretted it forever."

Xuan Mingcheng, who was quietly listening to the movement behind him, raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering if this is some kind of strange code word?

Do you want to have a secret language with that medicine jar, the kind that no one else can understand.

But He Lang seemed to think of something, smiled lightly, raised his hands slowly, hugged Luo Ziyu's thin waist, leaned his head on his arms, and smelled the boy's good smell wantonly .

"If you agree, I guess I will hate myself for the rest of my life."

Last year, He Lang looked at Luo Ziyu, whose personality was becoming more and more strange, and he didn't know what to think, thinking that he was restraining him too tightly, so that the already active young man was forcibly tied to his wings, so he found a Chance and he suggested:

Do you want to find him a bed partner in the circle?

At that time, Luo Ziyu was stunned for half a minute, then walked away, slamming the door of his room hard, and did not speak to He Lang for a week afterwards.

He Lang, who was treated coldly by him, was not sad, but secretly happy.

Xiaoyu is angry, which proves that he doesn't have that kind of thinking...People are selfish, whether it's because of himself or not, He Lang actually doesn't want Luo Ziyu to have that kind of relationship with other people.

Luo Ziyu didn't figure out why she was angry for a long time. This kind of situation is actually quite common in the circle. After all, they are all young people, and they also have that kind of need. Not everyone is as narcissistic as Xuan Mingcheng to think that everyone For those who are not worthy of their own, after the two sides see each other, it often happens that they pay each other public rations.

But tonight, Luo Ziyu finally figured it out.

"Brother Lang..." Luo Ziyu hugged him tighter, "I'm sorry...Brother Lang, can you give me another chance?"

He Lang buried his face in Luo Ziyu's chest, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Then, it depends on your performance."

"I'll be obedient!" Luo Ziyu said immediately, his tone and expression were completely stunned.

Xuan Mingcheng walked up to Yao Wangyou's side, stood still with his long legs, looked at the two people expressing their hearts with him, and sighed softly: "Oh, that's great."

Yao Wangyou glanced up at him, and said flatly, "Yes, that's great."

"Well, that's great." Xuan Mingcheng bumped his elbow against Yao Wangyou's arm, raising his eyebrows at him.

Yao Wangyou looked at him strangely, nodded, rubbed his arms and said, "Yeah, that's great...why are you messing with me?"

Xuan Mingcheng squinted his eyes, and said to himself, just fill this medicine jar!See how long you can hold it!

While enjoying Luo Ziyu's warm embrace, He Lang also glanced at the two who were grinding each other's tempers, and shook his head helplessly. when.

Luo Ziyu, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice where He Lang was looking, let alone understand what He Lang was thinking, so he felt the head in his arms rub against the side of his neck, feeling a little excited.

Is Brother Lang acting coquettishly with himself?

Thinking about it, Luo Ziyu lowered his head, wanting to be intimate with He Lang, but he was gently pushed away before they met.

He Lang looked at Luo Ziyu who looked astonished, as if he had been abandoned by him, and held his hand helplessly and funny, and the latter smiled again, and clasped his five fingers tightly.

Feeling the body temperature that had been conditioned by Yao Wangyou, He Lang smiled and interrupted the confrontation between the two over there: "Mr. Xuan, Mr. Yao."

Xuan Mingcheng also came back to his senses when he heard the words, turned his head, thought for a while and felt puzzled, so he bent his fingers and pointed at Yao Wangyou's head... Boom!

"Hey!" Yao Wangyou covered his head, Xuan Mingcheng's strength was not small, he was in so much pain that tears came out, he was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab the evil finger, Xuan Mingcheng looked at him triumphantly, and also He didn't hide, and let Yao Wangyou grab his fingers.

Only then did Yao Wangyou realize that he had nothing to do with him, he couldn't really break his fingers, could he?

"Pharmaceutical jar." Just as Yao Wangyou was thinking about how to take revenge on this person, Xuan Mingcheng suddenly came over, his handsome face looked a little cynical at the moment, "Why are you holding my hand in front of outsiders? Why, what do you think?" Confession?"

Yao Wangyou shook his hand away anxiously, muttering while blushing.

"Heh..." Xuan Mingcheng smiled, then restrained his funny thoughts, turned to He Lang and said, "Then let's go in and sign the contract?"

He Lang nodded, and was led by Luo Ziyu to the villa in a good mood. By chance, he met Yao Wangyou's eyes, and the two smiled tacitly at each other.

Yao Wangyou looked at Luo Ziyu who was obedient like a big dog, looked at the back of the inverted triangle figure in front of him, and imagined in his mind that Xuan Mingcheng was tired of his coquettish appearance.

Gee...

Yao Wangyou swung his arms and followed into the villa, walked to the back of the sofa where Xuan Mingcheng often sat, leaned on the backrest with his elbows and began to think.

Xuan Mingcheng asked them to sit first, while Luo Ziyu asked Yao Wangyou, then ran to the water dispenser and poured two glasses of water, one for Wangyou and one for He Lang.

Yao Wangyou took the cup and smiled, and saw Luo Ziyu rushing to sit next to He Lang.

"Brother Lang, drink water." Luo Ziyu said courteously.

Under the baptism of Yao Wangyou's gaze, He Lang took a sip from the cup, the temperature directly warmed his heart, and he didn't know if the boy had put sugar, the water was still sweet.He glanced at Luo Ziyu who was staring at him, and asked, "What about you?"

As soon as the question was finished, Luo Ziyu took the remaining half glass of water in his hand and gulped it down without any disgust.

Yao Wangyou took a sip of plain boiled water with a distinct taste, and laughed straight at the greasy and crooked two people.

When Xuan Mingcheng walked into the living room with a document that was still smelling of the printer and smelling of toner, he saw such a scene.

He stared at the two of He Lang who were almost stuck together like a magnet, and thought that this medicine jar would be so obedient one day, and it would be good if he offered to deliver it to his door so that he could flirt with him casually.

"Two copies, Mr. He check it." Xuan Mingcheng sat down on the sofa in front of Yao Wangyou, divided the documents in his hand into two stacks, took out a signature pen from the coffee table drawer, and handed it to the In front of He Lang.

Just as Xuan Mingcheng was about to speak, he felt a hand on his head, and rubbed his hair twice like a dog. Itchy forehead.

Yao Wangyou withdrew his hand calmly, looked at Xuan Mingcheng who turned his head stiffly, and thought he would be angry if he didn't...

Xuan Mingcheng frowned and looked at him: "Hello!"

The two people on the other side were also taken aback, He Lang pressed Luo Ziyu not to let him make trouble again, seeing Xuan Mingcheng frowned, Yao Wangyou was a little at a loss, just about to persuade him, he listened:

"Did you rub the cat and didn't wash your hands just now?" Xuan Mingcheng stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, then scratched his ears and neck, his expression was a little nervous, "There won't be any lice, don't touch me if you didn't wash your hands when feeding the medicine jar... ..."

"Where did the lice come from!" Yao Wangyou pulled his hand away, "Those cats have been bathed regularly, and I have wax pills on my body, so no insects can get close."

Xuan Mingcheng froze and looked at him: "What wax pills?"

"Insect-repelling wax pills." Yao Wangyou said indifferently, "Bring that thing, the insects will hide far away, even if they accidentally fall from a tree on their bodies, they will not dare to bite because of the smell people."

Before Xuan Mingcheng opened his mouth, He Lang said from behind him: "Mr. Yao, can I prepare a copy for Xiaoyu? He often goes outdoors when he's acting or shooting variety shows. I'm always afraid that he will be bitten by poisonous insects or something."

Luo Ziyu hugged He Lang and started rubbing against him again. Brother Lang really cares about him...

Yao Wangyou nodded generously: "Okay, I'll send you a WeChat message when I'm done, and you can find someone to pick it up."

He lowered his head, and seeing Xuan Mingcheng staring at him with burning eyes, he stretched out his hand and patted him on the head—it was still a big dog gesture: "You also have a share."

Xuan Mingcheng stretched out his hands to grab his hair, fixed his hairstyle, and babbled, but he was not angry in his tone: "Don't touch me, medicine pot, you didn't wash your hands or take a bath."

"Then you didn't take a bath, didn't you?" Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng who was scratching his ears and cheeks like a monkey, and said, "You can touch whatever you want after washing?"

Xuan Mingcheng raised his eyelids and looked at him: "You usually don't touch much?"

On the other side, Luo Ziyu, who witnessed + heard the whole process, looked at He Lang in dismay.

It seems that the development progress of these two people is not as slow as I imagined!It's all touched...

I don't know whether to wear clothes or not...

Yao Wangyou scratched his chin, his eyes wandered, and he fell on Luo Ziyu and He Lang who were watching a play.

The two looked away in embarrassment, and pretended to pick up a contract each and began to read the terms on it, to cover up the embarrassment of being found by the rightful owner who was eating his melon.

After the contract was signed, Xuan Mingcheng kept one copy for himself, and He Lang put the other copy in a kraft paper portfolio.

"Okay." He Lang fastened the rope buckle, stood up and nodded to the two, "It's a happy cooperation, and I also thank you for taking care of Xiaoyu all the time."

Xuan Mingcheng also stood up and nodded towards the two: "It's a happy cooperation."

Luo Ziyu stood at the back, half of him hanging on He Lang's shoulder, walking out with his arms around He Lang's shoulder, turning his head and saying to Yao Wangyou: "Brother, my drama is coming soon, remember to watch it when it's time."

He Lang also said: "Yes, it's almost time." Looking at Yao Wangyou, he was very grateful to this miracle doctor who cured Luo Ziyu's stomach disease, and smiled friendlyly: "If it wasn't for your help, Xiaoyu Those fighting scenes and scenes in the water will definitely hurt your body. When the new Chinese New Year drama is launched, Mr. Yao can also check and accept the results with us."

While speaking, He Lang watched Luo Ziyu's head moved to the side of his face, and reached out to touch his face.

After thoroughly understanding her own intentions, Luo Ziyu finally untied all the knots in her past, and her heart seemed to see the light of day, and she knew who she liked and who she should cherish.

Xuan Mingcheng's eyelids twitched as he watched from the sidelines, and his heart was already fried, as if a kitten with sharp claws was scratching on the door of the atrium.

Hey? !You are talking about Tianxing's new drama, okay?Tianxing's boss is here! Hey!Why did you tell that medicine jar not to tell me?It is also my acceptance to check and accept, right?Whose money is the one who loses money in the bad drama, and not mine? !

And who are you going to show the two of you as conjoined twins?Haven't everyone talked about love? What a show!

Yao Wangyou didn't even notice Xuan Mingcheng who was scratching his heart and lungs beside him, and smiled at the two of them, "Of course."

Xuan Mingcheng was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes, but he had to maintain his image, so he had to sulk beside him.

After sending the two out of the door, Yao Wangyou closed the door, and when he turned around, he saw Xuan Mingcheng staring at him, with a layer of resentment covering his body.

"Stinky medicine jar..." Xuan Mingcheng snorted.

Yao Wangyou walked over leisurely, raised his hand but was grabbed by Xuan Mingcheng's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Xuan Mingcheng glared at him, "I told you that you touched the cat just now, you can only touch mine after you take a shower."

"Didn't you touch the cat too?" Yao Wangyou struggled slightly, raised his eyes and said, "Let go."

Xuan Mingcheng let go of his five fingers, and before he could say anything, Yao Wangyou's hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, that thin finger bent up and made an OK gesture, and then pointed his index finger at his forehead... Boom!

"Ow!"

Xuan Mingcheng covered his forehead, looking angrily at the figure who ran back into the room in a hurry, and saw Yao Wangyou hid behind the door and poked his head out to look at him, with a smug face, that little expression was so cute His liver quivered.

"It's just an eye for an eye!" Yao Wangyou shook his head, slammed, closed the door, picked up his clothes and went to take a shower.

Xuan Mingcheng stood outside for a while, then turned around swiftly, and walked into the room, clutching his forehead that hurt from being bounced, his eyes fixed on the ground, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he muttered: "Stinky medicine pot, a while See how I deal with you..."

Yao Wangyou took a hot bath comfortably, and was startled as soon as she opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Not long after taking a shower, Xuan Mingcheng sat on the sofa with his arms folded, his hair was still wet, and his hair, which was usually neatly scratched with pomade, lay on his forehead in strands, looking less mature than before. It's like getting closer.

It's just that his expression can be described as gloomy, squinting his eyes and staring in his direction, obviously still remembering the grudge he just slapped on the head.

Yao Wangyou blinked, brushed her hair over and over while looking aside, and murmured out a sentence: "What are you looking at..."

Xuan Mingcheng stood up from the sofa, took a few steps, and pulled into the distance between the two of them, standing not far from Yao Wangyou, with a faint fragrance of shower gel on his body, which was quite good smell.

Yao Wangyou raised his neck to look at him, and suddenly saw Xuan Mingcheng lowered his head, his facial features suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.

He instinctively wanted to retreat, but suddenly there was a force from his waist, neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to restrain Yao Wangyou's actions.The pajamas were already thin, but the warmth from the palms of Xuan Mingcheng's palms ran down the back of his waist and covered his entire back, like two small stoves. Even after taking a hot bath just now, Yao Wangyou felt Xuan Mingcheng's palm was really scaldingly hot.

The firepower is too strong...

Yao Wangyou heard only the whirring of the air conditioner in the living room, the sound of Xuan Mingcheng's approaching breathing, and the sound of his own heart beating wildly.

What is this guy up to? !

The author has something to say: Yao Wangyou: Hehehe, it’s so fun to play on the forehead

Xuan Mingcheng (picking up the phone to make a call): Hire fifty foreheads that feel good when they bounce and deliver them to the villa.

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