I was forced by my whole family to be the most vicious in the world

Thanks to Xiao Genghe's blessing, Bian Ming has been on trending searches for two full days, and his Weibo followers have grown to over several million.

Then the expected sequelae also came. Wherever Bian Ming and Xiao Genghe went, someone would ask about the other person, and if there was a slight disturbance, they would search for a hot search.

The company built a Baidu Encyclopedia for Bian Ming, and in the column of celebrity relationship, [friend Xiao Genghe] was clearly tied.

The same is true for Xiao Genghe, who added [Friend Bian Ming] to the empty column.

Xiao Genghe's fans are delighted to hear it.

[The aloof Brother Xiao is finally willing to go down to earth, I always thought he was not popular in the industry and had no friends]

[Who said, Brother Xiao just doesn't like to consume himself outside of his works, so he never goes on variety shows]

[As long as you are popular enough, your popularity will not be bad, Xiao Genghe's circle of contacts should not be too wide]

[That’s right, but Bian Ming is the only friend that Xiao Geng has made public. Who would have thought that he would meet fans in a variety show, and even fight in dire straits]

[Brother Xiao is just too nerdy, he stays at home when he’s not filming/laughs and cries]

……

At the same time, another force has also developed openly.

CP fans held the banner of "Harmony" and were full of power.

It is good to have zero scandals, one is a scandal insulator, and the other is a newcomer who has just entered the circle. For the time being, there are no other cults to provoke the CP of "Heming".

The result of the dominance of one family is: the writing of fan humanities, the drawing of notebooks, and the wave of Heming CP.

Bian Ming looked at his phone, "Not to mention, it would be a waste for some fans not to write novels."

Jing Xufeng was speechless, "Are you still reading your fanfiction with Xiao Genghe?"

Bian Ming admitted, "The writing is pretty good."

Jing Xufeng choked.

Wumaoqian laughed, "Old Jing, our brother Bian is good at everything, but his mentality is the best. What is fanfiction? When we get together to watch porn, Brother Bian can still seriously evaluate their actions, The expression and the sound of calling the bed abruptly made us wilt."

Jing Xufeng: "..."

Feeling powerless to complain, Jing Xufeng asked him to drive properly.

Fifty cents: "Don't worry about my driving, my driving instructor is Beijing's traffic."

Hearing what he said, Jing Xufeng was really relieved. Beijing's traffic is generally recognized as difficult to describe.

Previously, the company wanted to assign a driver assistant to Bian Ming, but Bian Ming returned to the company and turned to Fa Xiao, who drove a taxi.

Wumao Qian is from Bian Ming, there are no other twists and turns, so don't worry, there is nothing wrong with him except for his low education level.

Bian Ming sat in the back row, he didn't eat alone, and shared the good things with his WeChat friend Xiao Genghe.

Xiao Genghe: ...

Xiao Genghe: Are you full?

Bian Ming: I think this Heming’s fanfiction will become popular after filming.

Xiao Genghe: ...

Xiao Genghe didn't send any more messages.

Bian Ming only thought that he was shocked by his forward-looking vision, but he didn't expect this man to hang up on him without saying a word.

[Xiao Geng and V: Mentally retarded [screenshot.jpg]]

[for!Varied!what!arts!name!want!beat!code? ! ]

[Brother Xiao, tell us which fanbook Xiao Ming is reading, the two of you can’t eat alone]

[Haha, what kind of sand sculpture is this? Ladies who write Heming CP Tongrenwen should pay attention, the master is watching the screen at any time]

[The point is, they not only spy on the screen, but also want to shoot hhh]

Bian Ming's mood is complicated, and his state of mind at the moment is probably——

I shared good things with you, but you turned around and borrowed flowers to present Buddha to curry favor with other goblins.

Jing Xufeng also saw it, and reminded: "Don't forget to like Xiao Genghe's Weibo."

Bian Ming: "..."

Bian Ming refused.

Take a look, look at Xiao Genghe's words, won't he admit that he is mentally handicapped if he likes it?

Bian Ming blacklisted Xiao Genghe, took a picture of the blacklist, and released him from the small black room.

Turning around, he took the screenshot and went to Xiao Geng and Weibo to comment.

[Bian Ming: Please go to the blacklist and lie down for a second/smile [screenshot.jpg]]

Jing Xufeng reminded: "We are here."

The logo of "MONLY" hangs on the wall of the company standing in front of us.

When Jing Xufeng received an invitation from "MONLY" impurity a few days ago, it was like a dream.The company thought that Xiao Genghe had the credit, and only Jing Xufeng knew how this opportunity came about.

"When you see Editor-in-Chief Yu, you should call him Editor-in-Chief, not sister."

There are no outsiders here, and Jing Xufeng does not shy away from speaking.

Fifty cents: "Editor Yu? Sister Ni?"

Didn't you tell me not to call you sister?

Jing Xufeng felt dizzy, "You also know Editor-in-Chief Yu?"

Fifty cents: "Sister Ni, our brother."

Bian Ming explained for him: "They often come to my house to gather together."

Fifty cents: "I, the bald man, share the rent with others, and Miao Miao's house is not convenient, Brother Bian's is our meeting point."

Yu Ni bumped into each other a few times, and they were also familiar with the bald man, and later they became more like brothers.

Jing Xufeng was in a complicated mood, even a little jealous, it's really a blessing to be a fool.

Walking into the company, the front desk asked warmly, "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Jing Xufeng: "Hello, we are here to shoot."

The front desk subconsciously looked at Bian Ming and recognized the person: "Please follow me."

I was led upstairs and came to a studio, and I heard his voice before I saw him: "How many years have you debuted? Haven't you taken photos! What I want is sassy! It's a sassy feeling! It's not for you to pretend to be cool Pulling the nostrils to the sky! If you don’t know how to shoot, change someone else!”

There were mixed reprimands and apologies.

The front desk reminded in a low voice, "Mr. William took continuous pictures of this guy for two hours, but the effect has not been very good."

Jing Xufeng knew that Mr. William was Yu Ni's queen photographer and had won numerous awards, so this issue of the magazine actually invited him back.

Jing Xufeng was under a lot of pressure, and Yu Ni's attention was unbearable.

Bian Ming doesn't have much experience in shooting, so he can't stand the temper of Mr. William. The shooting of this issue of the magazine has faded several layers.

The studio was dimly lit, Bian Ming was stirred and made a lot of noise.

"Who! Handy!" Teacher William turned his head angrily.

Jing Xufeng's heart skipped a beat: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. William, we are..."

William: "Bian Ming!"

Jing Xufeng: "Yes, he is Bian Ming, Mr. William, we didn't mean to..."

William: "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for three hours!"

Jing Xufeng: "I'm really sorry, Teacher William..."

William: "I came back to China just because of you. I didn't believe it when Yu Ni said she wanted to ask you to shoot a magazine."

Jing Xufeng: "...?"

On the big head is a big question mark.

Bian Ming smiled and said, "Long time no see, Teacher William."

Jing Xufeng: "??"

Fifty cents: "Mr. William, let's go to the drinking party tonight, this time I will definitely drink you to the end!"

Jing Xufeng: "???"

William smiled: "Next time, I have a return plane at [-]:[-] p.m., and I have to leave after filming."

Seeing their familiar attitudes, Jing Xufeng's mind went blank.

I was too flustered just now, but now that I think about it, Teacher William didn't call Bian Ming with anger.

Listening to this tone, it is still very close.

The stagnant atmosphere in the studio suddenly melted away after Bian Ming arrived.

William looked at the time: "I only have less than two hours, is it enough?"

Bian Ming nodded: "That's enough, it won't delay Mr. William's flight."

William laughed and scolded: "Who are you talking about taking off? Hurry up and change your clothes and put on makeup!"

Bian Ming was taken to the dressing room, Jing Xufeng took two steps back expressionlessly, and stood side by side with Fifty Cents, "You and Teacher William?"

Fifty cents: "You don't know?"

Jing Xufeng: "I think I should know but I really don't."

Fifty cents: "Brother Bian will act as a model for Sister Ni, and Mr. William will be responsible for the shooting."

Well, the truth is out.Fortunately, he was worried to death.

Jing Xufeng fully understood that his artist seemed to be a little cabbage, but in fact the land where the "cabbage" was planted belonged to the family of the big gold master.

When Bian Ming came out of the dressing room, everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing.

The young man is wearing a plain black T, British-style plaid trousers, and the metal trouser chain breaks away from the conventional design and connects with the silver choker around the neck. At first glance, it does not look too "student".

The combination of rigorous academic style and trendy fashion is nondescript when you think about it, but Bian Ming manages it with ease, and the contradictions make people unable to look away.

"The completion of fashion really depends on the face."

I don't know who said such a sentence, and no one refuted it.

William frowned and stared at it for a long time, and said two words that made the stylist's heart tremble: "No."

He said something to the assistant, who nodded and ran off to retrieve a half-rimmed pair of gold-rimmed glasses with chains.

William: "Put on your glasses."

After Bian Ming complied, there were multiple breathing sounds from the studio.

His skin is fair, and the gold rims of his glasses seem to be half-invisible, which perfectly depicts the sense of distance.

However, William felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, he snapped his fingers and manually changed the chain of the glasses, which was also connected to the choker around his neck.

This finishing touch magnifies the contradiction between the two styles.

--Perfect!

William: "OK, start shooting!"

This is not the first time for Bian Ming to cooperate with William. His old partner knows what the other party wants without being taught.

And Bian Ming also has the hardware conditions to bring William what he wants.

"Perfect! Bian Ming, your hand..."

Before he finished speaking, Bian Ming moved his hand in a very understanding manner, and William's eyes were red with excitement, "Yes, yes, yes! That's how it is!"

It is common for photographers to understand models, but it is rare for models to understand photographers.

The shooting went smoothly this time, the staff breathed a sigh of relief, and they were impressed by the newcomers who have been frequently searched recently. It is clear why the editor-in-chief Yu resisted the public opinion and asked Bian Ming to shoot. His future can be expected.

After the filming was over, on the way back, Jing Xufeng couldn't help but said, "What other part-time jobs have you had and what bosses have you met? Please tell me everything, so I can prepare myself mentally."

Bian Ming was speechless, "What do you think of me?"

Thought there are bosses everywhere, let him pick them up casually?

Jing Xufeng answered quickly, "The golden cabbage that knows how to touch porcelain the most."

It's still big guys.

Bian Ming: "..."

Bian Ming said angrily, "No."

Jing Xufeng didn't believe it: "Really?"

Bian Ming: "Really not."

Jing Xufeng sighed: "Okay."

Yo, it's a pity.

Bian Ming couldn't help but suddenly received a WeChat message with a strange expression on his face.

Wu Maoqian noticed, "Brother Bian, do you want to go to the toilet?"

"I don't want to." Bian Ming glanced at him, "Pei Hao told me that Xiao Genghe has a cold."

Jing Xufeng was surprised, "Have a cold? Fifty cents, let's go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine to deliver."

Bian Ming looked at him, "It's not that I have a cold, why are you in such a hurry?"

"How can you not be in a hurry." Jing Xufeng hated that iron can't be made into steel, "Your friend's contract is only one year, you have to perform well and strive to cook raw rice into mature rice."

Because of Xiao Genghe, Bian Ming can save ten years of struggle, and the recent popularity has made others jealous, how could Jing Xufeng not care.

Don't say he is realistic, the entertainment industry is such a place, everything he does is for the sake of being popular.

"forget it."

Asked fifty cents to go the same way, Bian Ming picked up his phone, "Isn't it just a small cold, I'll bring him medicine, I'm afraid he won't dare to take it."

Jing Xufeng: "Then you plan to do nothing?"

Bian Ming: "No, I did."

Jing Xufeng: "What did you do?"

Bian Ming: "I wish him a quick recovery from his cold."

Jing Xufeng was worried, so he leaned over to look at his phone.

I saw him send a WeChat message to Xiao Genghe.

——Bian Ming: I heard that idiots don’t catch colds, I sincerely wish you become stupid quickly

Jing Xufeng: "..."