Coronation [Entertainment]

Xiaoyuji quickly disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Xu Xian didn't get in the car, instead he walked a little further, making a phone call under the blind spot of the street light.

His expression was very serious, because Lin Zhen couldn't hear what he was saying because he was a little far away, but judging from his tone, it seemed to be a tough attitude that was close to an order.

He made several phone calls in a row, his brows finally relaxed, he put away his phone and returned to the passenger seat.

"It's okay, let's put it in the warehouse."

"You've just……"

"Look for friends in the circle to help, it should be crushed to death, about 80.00%."

Xu Xian smiled and signaled Lin Zhen to put the car into storage.

After parking, Lin Zhen was about to get out of the car when Xu Xian helped him by the arm.

"What if you can't hold it down?"

"..." Lin Zhen didn't speak, but he didn't shake off his hand either.

After a while, Xu Xian said again: "If you can't hold it back, I'll say that I couldn't help molesting you."

"You didn't." After Lin Zhen finished speaking, he got out of the car, his movements were clean and neat.

……

Xu Xian went back to the guest room and took a shower, then picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was no news from Wenji.

After dinner, Wen Ji would usually report that he was safe when he got home, because Lin Zhen didn't like to look at his phone all the time, and usually sent it to Xu Xian after cooperation, but there was no movement today.

No way.

Xu Xian had a bad premonition, and before he could think about it, the doorbell on the first floor rang.

"Go ahead, it might be Sister Wen."

Xu Xian walked to the corner of the first and a half floors, looked at Lin Zhen who was hesitating to go to the door in the living room downstairs and said.

Sure enough, it was Wenji who came, travel-stained and out of breath.

"Can't you save me a little worry? The eighth wife's calls are all on my mobile phone. Let's get ready and see you on Monday. If it weren't for the old sisters, I wouldn't be too lazy to hear about it."

It turned out to be the Eighth Wife's Entertainment Journal. Xu Xian felt relieved when he heard the news. Their family is considered a relatively large self-media.

Although Xu Xian dislikes the behavior of paparazzi, but in business, people in the circle, it is impossible not to rely on various influences, the so-called entertainment circle is like this, people scold the person who broke the news, but they still have feelings for them in their hearts. With a twisted true love.

"It's not Lin Zhen's fault, it's my fault." Xu Xian said.

They didn't deliberately hide it from the people in the studio. The literary base and cultural foundation are more or less in the eye. Compared with other circles, the entertainment circle is a little more tolerant of such things. Some male artists and staff even want to work It went more smoothly, and there were not no straight male COS friends.

However, the scale that needs to be grasped in such things as selling rot is very delicate. Once it is confirmed, it will be difficult to pass the review of the works that will be participated in in the future. Moreover, directors and producers of large volumes will also look at the actors themselves with colored glasses, thinking that Their temperament is more feminine, and the limitations of participating in the performance will be relatively greater.

Of course, there is also the problem of losing fans. It’s true that selling rot is very cute, but female fans relatively prefer to make up YY by themselves. Once they settle down, some wife fans may feel that they have lost their tiny chances. Powder is very likely.

"Isn't it time to worry about who is right and who is wrong, did the paparazzi leave a message?" Wenji said.

"I told him to wait for three days." Xu Xian shook his wheelchair and went to the kitchen to get Wenji a cup of coffee.

"..."

Wen Ji looked back at Xu Xian's back, this child obviously knew more inside information than she had imagined.

This rule was passed down from the period of the Republic of China. It is an unwritten rule. However, any first-line big name will be caught by someone. Generally, tabloids dare not report it. They have to press it for two or three days in the editorial department. , See if the bosses in the guild will send someone to intervene, and then make the next step.

Because many movie stars in the old society were mixed with various warlords, and some of them were simply the foreign residences of generals and emperors, so they didn't dare to offend people rashly in the frivolous news, for fear of hitting a reef.

This rule has been extended to modern society, and it has become the gossip media's jealousy of celebrity patrons, but Xu Xian is just a screenwriter, and he has never run a brokerage company, so why does he know so clearly? You can participate in the operation, Wenji thought secretly in his heart, and asked:

"Have you asked Director Kong for help?"

"Well, there are some other friends, let's see if it's okay." Xu Xian nodded, not quite sure, and said as if he had seven or eight points in his hand.

Wen Ji wanted to come here to train these two young people who are not rigorous in their work. After hearing what Xu Xian said, he was speechless. He has more energy than he imagined, and he is not just a second-line screenwriter. , it's more like a well-informed rich man?Isn't it popular for the rich second generation to pretend to be a grandson instead of acting like a grandson?

"Sister Wen, I can almost hear the OS in your heart." Xu Xian rolled his eyes at her.

"Stinky boy, if it weren't for the fact that you can still make up for it, I would kick you out today, Lin Zhen, what do you say?"

Wen Ji looked at Lin Zhen and asked for his opinion.

"Let him stay. Now that he's gone, it seems like we have a guilty conscience."

Lin Zhen looked at the weather outside, it was cold and humid, Xu Xian's legs were not good, if he went back to the courtyard, even though there was a kang, it would definitely not be as comfortable as his high-end apartment.

"Oh, it's really sad to be parted, and happy to be acquainted with each other. I ran back all the time, and no one cared about me. It really is better to be a little fresh meat."

Wenji sighed and was about to go out and go home.

"Sister Wen, why don't you stay here too."

"Come on, I won't bother you guys anymore, that brat Wen Chu is throwing up, I have to go back and see if the living room is flooded by him."

Wenji made a joke, opened the door and went out.

midnight.

Lin Zhen had always been a light sleeper, but it would be better when Xu Xian was with him, but he was woken up again tonight.

He heard the sound of something falling to the ground from the guest room where Xu Xian lived. After more than a minute, Xu Xian shook his wheelchair and groped into his room secretly.

"I'm not blind, so stop pretending."

The night light in Lin Zhen's room was always on all night long.

"Can I come and sleep?" Xu Xian asked, his eyes were red, and his expression was a little dazed. How do you say it looks cute?

Once this kind of person who usually seems to be planning a strategy shows a dazed expression, it is very heartbreaking, a bit like Mei Changsu was forced to eat Amway by Xia Jiang in Xuanjing Division.

"Don't tell me..."

"Yes, I had a nightmare."

As Xu Xian said, he touched Lin Zhen's bed familiarly.

They were lying together, and their movements were quite skillful and natural.

After a while, Lin Zhen felt Xu Xian's hands beating regularly beside the bed in the darkness.

"Go away, go away."

He repeated this sentence, not knowing whether he was hypnotizing himself or sleepwalking.

"What did you say?"

"Go away, you bloody money, don't bother me."

"Crazy about money?" Lin Zhen looked sideways.

"This can relieve stress. Every time I dream about things at home, I will play like this." Xu Xian suddenly gave up on sleep and turned to look at him.