After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Half a month later, the scene of the Academy Awards ceremony.

As expected, Fang Qian won this year's Best Actor.His acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years, he got rid of the title of "little fresh meat" in one fell swoop, and gradually became a real powerful faction through his works.

Facing the flashing lights, Fang Qian's delicate face always maintained an impeccable and decent smile. His eyes swept across the audience, smiling at everyone and the camera.

After taking the photo, the hostess beside him was still clinging to him, showing no intention of leaving.Fang Qian smiled at her gentlemanly, formally took the trophy in her hand, waved to the audience, and walked off the stage.

Zhen Wen quickly followed, and whispered in his ear: "New Entertainment will interview you later. I gave them an exclusive tonight. You must pay attention to your wording and speak well..."

"Well, I see." Fang Qian said briefly, and walked back to his seat without stopping. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

Zhen Wen, who was following behind him, was caught off guard for a moment and almost bumped into his back: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," he said, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.But Zhen Wen, who only focused on the interview later, didn't notice it.

Fang Qian saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Zhang Yan was wearing a neat black suit, and he was sitting solemnly beside an old male star.

So far, Zhang Yan has appeared by his side in several different identities, and this time he even became a celebrity's personal bodyguard.

But Fang Qian had no time to think about all of this.

In an instant, his heart beat loudly, his blood beat against his eardrum violently, and his body trembled almost uncontrollably. He forcibly suppressed his disordered breathing, pretending that nothing had happened, and said to Zhen Wen beside him: "Let's go."

In the subsequent interviews, he couldn't concentrate on responding to the reporter's questions at all. He couldn't even remember what he said afterwards.

"Thank you for accepting our interview." Seeing that he was obviously out of shape, the reporter thought that he was too tired from rushing to the field for several days, so he gave up further questions.

After all, Fang Qian had already agreed to give them an exclusive, and he answered all the questions generously. Some questions were even too generous. The agent probably asked not to broadcast them.

"Yeah." Fang Qian showed that bewitching smile again, his skin was so white that it could reflect light under the light.Even at such a close distance, a face is still flawless, without the slightest stiffness of a fake face.The reporter couldn't help but admire in his heart: natural is good,

Before she finished her nympho, Fang Qian turned around and walked away.

Zhen Wen quickly caught up and said anxiously as he walked: "Fang Qian, what's wrong with you today? Have you been absent-minded since just now?! You even said things like 'I think the gender of the person I like doesn't matter'" Come out? Are you easy to be caught like this? I have just dealt with the matter between you and Yi Han, so don't make any more fools for me!"

This stern lecture only got Fang Qian a flat answer, "Well, I know, I will pay attention."

"You..." Zhen Wen wants to say a few more words to him. Fang Qian's state is too strange recently. Although he is taking pictures of the scenes and rushing to catch up with the announcements, he is absent-minded about everything he does. He doesn't know what is going on in his mind. Sooner or later Something will happen.

"Brother." Fang Qian stopped his hasty pace and turned sideways, "I feel very tired recently, so I'm not in a good state, sorry."

"Ah?" Zhen Wen opened his mouth slightly, all his words were blocked by this sentence, as if the flood was stopped by a dam, it slapped his throat violently, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

But Zhen Wen deserved to be the top manager, so he quickly adjusted: "That's fine, why don't you take a few days off after a while?"

He thought back on Fang Qian's recent schedule, and it was indeed very tight, maybe it's time to give him a vacation.

"Okay. Thank you, brother. I'll go back to the hotel by myself tonight. Brother, you go back first." Fang Qian smiled, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in a flash.

Zhen Wen turned around and patted his chest secretly—this kid has grown more and more attractive recently, this smile made even his heart, a straight man who would rather not bend, tremble.

Why is Fang Qian leaving in such a hurry?Of course it was because of Zhang Yan.

He hid in the shadow of the corner, staring at Zhang Yan as he sent the veteran star to the car, as if he had handed it over to someone, and then turned into the men's toilet.

Fang Qian was agitated and followed inside.

If meeting once was a coincidence, then it must be destiny for them to meet again and again like this.

He must not waste this opportunity.

Zhang Yan raised his head after washing his face, suddenly there was another image in the mirror.

"Fang Qian?" He turned his head in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly appeared here.

A well-tailored dark blue suit, a tall and thin figure, and that delicate and handsome face, everything is exactly the same as in the camera, except this time, it is not in the camera, but standing in front of him in real life .

Fang Qian blinked his eyes with a cautious expression: "Meet you again."

"Why did you come here..." Halfway through Zhang Yan's words, he felt that this was inappropriate. This place is considered a public place, so what's so strange about the other party appearing?

Fang Qian took the initiative to lean over: "Can we talk?"

The yellowish light of the ceiling lamp shone on him, as if coating his whole body with a layer of soft light. The distance was too close, and Zhang Yan could smell the fragrance of the eau de toilette on his body.

His heart was already beating violently, and he tried to maintain a calm tone: "What are you talking about?"

Fang Qian's face flushed slightly: "How about being my boyfriend?"

Zhang Yan was taken aback, and stared at him in disbelief: "Mr. Fang, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Inexplicably appearing in front of me and saying such things, taking the wrong medicine seems to be the only reasonable explanation.

"I didn't take the wrong medicine." Fang Qian quickly retorted, "I always thought I hated you. But as long as you appear in front of my eyes, I will involuntarily go to see you. Still thinking about you..."

"No," he shook his head again, "Actually, what I really want to say is—" He paused, took a deep breath, "—I like you."

This turning point was too abrupt, Zhang Yan stared wide-eyed, and froze in place, but his heartbeat was like a wild horse running wild, about to break through the restraint of his chest.

"Because I like you, I approach you again and again; because I like you, I am angry with you; because I like you, I constantly doubt myself, tossing and turning at night; I don't know why I like you, even myself I also think it's kind of ridiculous..."

He said a lot of words in one breath, but his eyes were always locked on Zhang Yan, carefully observing every change in his expression, with fear and anticipation in his heart.

Zhang Yan opened his mouth in astonishment, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything.

Fang Qian waited for a few seconds, but he didn't see his answer. His eager anticipation gradually cooled down. He lowered his eyes in disappointment, and a trace of bitterness overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I also feel like I'm crazy. If you think it's unacceptable, just When I never said those words."

"Don't go—" The body betrayed its will, and when Zhang Yan realized it, he had already held Fang Qian's hand.

The young man's expression suddenly brightened, and he shook his hand vigorously: "You like me too, don't you?"

Zhang Yan was speechless for a while, and his face flushed, "I'm not... This is really too sudden."

"I...I can wait." Fang Qian said quickly, "You don't have to answer me all at once, just give me a chance, okay?" He had never been so humble in front of anyone, but the person in front of him, he No matter what, I can't let go.For the first time, he experienced the arrogance and irrationality of love, and there was no other way but to let go of all reservations.

"Hmm..." Zhang Yan only answered vaguely, while pulling away Fang Qian's hand, "Big actor, you are fine, I have something else to do, let's go first."

As soon as he took two steps, Fang Qian called again: "Zhang Yan?"

"what? !

As soon as Zhang Yan turned around, Fang Qian's magnified face was close in front of his eyes, and his lips felt hot.

Fang Qian succeeded in stealing a kiss, took two steps back, and smiled slyly: "I'll wait for your news." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left happily.

Zhang Yan covered his mouth and was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

He looked around in a panic, and was relieved to find that the corridor was empty.

"Why did it take you so long to come out? What happened to you?" Waiting outside, Wang Xiaoming questioned, wrinkling his nose: "You still have a strange smell on your body."

"Is there?" Zhang Yan was startled, smelled it, and thought it must be the perfume on Fang Qian's body. Thinking of what happened just now, he felt a burst of indescribable complex feelings.

"Yes," Wang Xiaoming said firmly.These Taoist priests are very good at eliminating demons and exorcising demons, but it is a pity that they are not tactful in dealing with people.

I remember that a few people were dragged by Bai Li to go shopping together a while ago, Bai Li took a fancy to a piece of clothing, put it on and asked them if it looked good, this brother Wang actually said to Bai Li, you are a monster, what do you want these for.If Zhang Yan hadn't stopped him, this senior brother might have been disfigured by Bai Li on the spot.

Zhang Yan said vaguely, "I just... met a friend."

"Your friend's aura is very unusual, is there any trace of being possessed by a monster?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"Ah?" Zhang Yan was taken aback. He had never felt anything unusual about Fang Qian, "Senior Brother Wang, did you make a mistake?"

Fang Qian was indeed possessed by He Lanjue. After He Lanjue left, Ying Zhou still monitored him for more than a year. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, he removed the monitors including Zhang Yan.

So Wang Xiaoming leaned over, took two deep breaths on his shoulder, and frowned again: "It's really a monster, but it doesn't exactly look like it. Who is your friend? Maybe Yingzhou should send someone to investigate."

"Farewell." Zhang Yan said haha, "He is really an ordinary person."

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming moved away from Zhang Yan, "Be careful and pay more attention."