After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

It's not that Liu Liang didn't notice the changes in "Zhong Fei" over the past six months, but he never made guesses in the direction of "a complete change of person".

Looking back now, in fact, he first noticed the strangeness of the other party last year——

After "Zhong Fei" went on vacation for several weeks due to illness, Dong Cheng kept making excuses to stop him from visiting.Later, when he discovered on Dong Cheng's itinerary that Zhong Fei was actually going to attend the kind of small reception held by the donors to relieve loneliness, he was very angry because he remembered that Zhong Fei had told him before he fell ill that he wanted to crawl. The upper section is commendable for the bed.

He sneaked into the reception alone, and saw a familiar figure from the back. If it was the usual Zhong Fei, he would have recognized it in an instant, but that time he actually scanned many times before finally confirming the identity of "Zhong Fei".However, when a person is angry, his rationality cannot be clear at all. He just wants to rush forward and ask why the other party is here.As soon as he greeted the other party, "Zhong Fei" squatted down and lowered his head, told him he was not feeling well, and ran away in panic.He felt more and more resentful and resentful for the gradually widening distance between Zhong Fei and him, but he only thought that the other party had sunk in luxury and money to the point of ignoring close friends.

It's not that he thinks absurdly, but because there are not a few people like this in the circle.He's used to it.

It is much more believable than "Big Change".

After that, he saw Zhong Fei’s party or event attended on TV. Although there were a few changes, how could he tell the difference on TV? He thought it might be because of a different style of makeup artist , It may be that the nose and face have been adjusted somewhere, and the muscle lines are much more pleasing to the eye, or it may be a rebirth after a serious illness.

In short, in front of flashlights and TV cameras, a person's own characteristics are enough to be blurred, assimilated, and become more or less the same.

Like a puppet assembled on an assembly line, it can't be real.

After a moment of confusion, Liu Liang walked up to Cheng Weishi who was sitting on the ground to calm his breath, bent down, and grabbed his collar: "You can't lie to me, you are not him at all. The real clock Where is Fei?"

Cheng Weizhi coughed heavily twice.He felt a burning pain on the side of his neck, as if it had been scratched by Liu Liang's nails.

"I, cough... Actually, I don't know the details. Mr. Dong said he went to Japan, but Mr. Duan said—"

"Don't always mention Duan Kejia, how could Zhong Fei have anything to do with him?" Liu Liang exerted all his strength and almost lifted him from the ground, with hideous veins popping out on the back of his hand.

Cheng Weizhi knew in his heart that the current Liu Liang couldn't communicate normally at all, and the other party couldn't listen to what he said with normal logic. .

At this time, Liu Liang's expression was much scarier than when he rushed into the office at the beginning: "Where is he? Where is he?!"

After speaking, he shook Cheng Weishi's clothes violently, causing his eyes to stare: "Let go first..."

Liu Liang's mood fluctuated violently, and his eyes were terrified as if he wanted to eat people. Cheng Weishi was worried that he would do something agitated: "Let go first, and I will tell you slowly..."

"Liu Liang, why are you here?! Didn't you go to the airport already?"

Dong Cheng's surprised voice sounded from the door: "The plane will be delayed if we don't depart."

Hearing this, Liu Liang was shocked, grabbed Cheng Weishi and stood up from the ground: "Dong Cheng, tell me, where did Zhong Fei go?"

Dong Cheng was silent.

"Don't try to lie to me, he is not Zhong Fei at all! You have hidden Zhong Fei!"

Cheng Weishi was staggered by him.

"Don't be so excited, we do this for a reason..." Dong Cheng took two steps forward slowly.

Liu Liang pulled Cheng Weishi and quickly ran aside. Dong Cheng saw clearly that there was a small knife for cutting fruit——

At this time, there was a "bang", and Cheng Weizhi slashed the back of the opponent's head with a hand knife, and Liu Liang immediately fell to the ground and passed out.

Dong Cheng was dumbfounded: "I thought you were restrained by him."

Cheng Weizhi shook his head, and lifted Liu Liang up from the ground with one arm: "At the beginning, when he grabbed me, I was indeed at a disadvantage. Later, seeing his distraught appearance, I couldn't bear to hit him again." ... Teacher, do you understand, I feel very guilty in front of him, he is right, I am not Zhong Fei."

"You don't have to feel guilty, it's not your turn to feel guilty." Dong Cheng came over to help him lift Liu Liang who was unconscious, "Did you beat him hard?"

"It's not heavy. Don't worry, I didn't use much force, and he will wake up in less than an hour."

Dong Cheng was curious about his "knowledgeable" tone: "Did you beat people often before?"

"No." Cheng Weizhi lowered his head, "This is what my father taught me. When I was young, the family conditions were not good, and I needed to learn a set of self-defense skills to defend myself."

"Yes, I didn't see it, you still have martial arts." Dong Cheng looked him up and down as he spoke.He recalled the first time he saw Cheng Weishi, with chicken nest head and slightly fat face, simple and honest and a bit shy, it was impossible to connect him with the current Cheng Weishi.

Dong Cheng called Liu Liang's assistant and asked him to carry Liu Liang away.

Only Cheng Weishi and Dong Cheng were left in the office. Dong Cheng closed the door and poured him hot water from a disposable plastic cup.

Cheng Weizhi lowered his head and stared at the steaming mist rising from the water in the cup, as well as the little ripples caused by the microwave.

As if nothing had happened, Dong Cheng took out a schedule and handed it to Cheng Weishi: "You will attend a small party with Peng Chunxiao in the afternoon, and there will be a fan meeting in two days—"

Cheng Weizhi interrupted him: "Mr. Dong, did Zhong Fei really go to Japan for surgery?"

Dong Cheng became a little irritable: "Why do you ask this question?"

"There is no reason." Cheng Weizhi didn't want to tell the other party that this was what Duan Kejia said to him, and he said every word with force, "I just don't want to be ashamed of my conscience."

"Don't worry about these things, anyway, you're going to quit your identity as 'Zhong Fei' in a few months, right? Knowing too much is not good for you. What's more..." Dong Cheng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised, The body shrugged, "Actually, when you promised us to pretend to be Zhong Fei, you have already ashamed your own conscience, right? Who would be so helpful to others that they are willing to become a stranger?"

Cheng Weizhi frowned.

Dong Cheng continued to speak aggressive words: "Now you are afraid and fearful every day. Once someone exposes you, you may fall into ruin..."

"Okay, Mr. Dong, don't say any more." Cheng Weishi stroked his forehead, as if he was extremely tired because of what the other party said.He leaned against the small sofa in the office, his voice hoarse: "What are the activities this afternoon? How do you arrange them?"

Dong Cheng put the materials on the table in front of him, and was very satisfied with his improved attitude: "In the afternoon, I will go to the Radio and Television Building to go through a formality, and then I will go to the banquet held by XX magazine. Did Liu Liang get scratched? Don’t forget to wear a collared shirt later.”

……

Duan Kejia was working in the company, and just received a call from the director of a certain TV station inviting him to have dinner with him, and Tudou shouted outside: "Hey, did you see that there is a news on the Internet that Zhong Fei is in the company Fighting with Liu Liang. It seems that the little star and Liu Liang have a dispute?"

Duan Kejia exchanged a few words with the other party, hung up the landline, and walked to Tudou: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's okay, the title is just a little eye-catching. It's very popular on the Internet, but there's not even a single photo." Tudou was a little frustrated. Most of the news that requires public relations to refute the rumors was spread by their company themselves."

"Normal." Duan Kejia didn't seem to care too much, took a sip of the coffee that Tudou handed him, "Their company has long wanted to keep the two of them tied up and hyped, this kind of nondescript bundled marketing is not good for the two of them Their respective developments in the future. Releasing such a news now just allows their fans to face the reality. Anyway, there are no photos as evidence, and it will not be too late to refute the rumors after the heat subsides."

"You see it very clearly." Tudou asked, "So, their company wants to use this last wave of residual heat to show the public their confidence in breaking up their marketing relationship?"

"It's hard to say." Duan Kejia commented, "I've never seen such a roundabout marketing team. Their company's publicity department is very courageous."

"...I think it's not easy, boss, that your brain circuit can match up with theirs."

Duan Kejia: "..."

Tudou waved to him: "Stop talking, I'll run a form first."

At this time, Liu Liang was resting on the sofa bed in the lounge, holding a pen in his hand, making daily records in a notebook.

"It's time to take your medicine." The assistant came over with a glass of water, "You are in a bad mood today, don't keep suppressing it...it will make your condition worse."

"Every star is more or less a little bit depressed, you don't have to be afraid, I'm just a mild symptom."

The assistant stood aside, frowned, looked away, hesitated to speak.

Liu Liang continued to write in the notebook, asking while writing: "Tell me, does Zhong Fei hate me?"

"How could it be? He's just busy now, so he won't ignore you." The assistant saw that the other party's notepad was in the shadows, and he couldn't see what was written on it.

After about 2 minutes, Liu Liang finally closed the notebook. He wanted to pick up the mobile phone on the table, but his assistant snatched it away.

"What's wrong?" Liu Liang smiled, and he reacted quickly, "You don't want me to look at your phone?... Is there any news on the Internet today?"

The assistant couldn't bear it any longer. He held the phone behind his back, and finally said after a long time, "Ms. Dong just called me over and told me that you and Zhong Fei will no longer be arranged to work together."

"What are you so afraid of me?" Liu Liang closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, smiling unabated, his face under the light looked particularly soft, and he didn't seem to be unhappy in his heart, "This is a good thing. The fame of the popular niche selling rotten hype will be removed, and An An will be my singer with peace of mind. I feel sorry for those fans who like CP..."

"Because they have been abandoned."