Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

On the weekend after Zhu Ming was discharged from the hospital, the biting cold wind finally subsided, and the temperature also picked up slightly.

The international flight landed on time, the woman hurried out with her luggage, pulled up her scarf while walking, got into the car and drove to the city, and went straight into Zhuming's studio.

As soon as she stepped into the spacious dressing room with her high heels on, she saw a drowsy man lying on the chair in front of the mirror. Know what you're looking at.

"Oh, the buttons are back." He squeezed the corners of his eyes, put the phone forward, raised his eyes a little, and sat up slowly, "I'll reimburse you for changing the ticket, don't put on such a scary expression."

There was a faint fire in Kou Kou's eyes. Hearing that the voice of Candle Tea was not as full of anger as before, the fire in his heart could not help but extinguished a little bit. He took a deep breath and said, "I know you are a copyright tycoon, and you are never short of that money. I am Someone who gets angry because of the plane ticket?"

"Then you are so fierce? Could it be that you are angry because I am going to attend the award show and you are forced to end your vacation?"

"Not at all."

With that said, Kou Kou opened the luggage, took out two sets of dresses and suits that she had ordered from an acquaintance in France, and handed them to the assistant to iron them, while she rolled up her sleeves, picked up the spray from the table, and waved it in front of Zhu Ming's face. shaken.

"I'm used to being tired and busy. On the other hand, you went to the award presentation a few days after you were discharged from the hospital. Are you really not afraid of torturing yourself to death?"

Kou Ko pinched his face angrily, and slapped the essence on his face.

Candle Tea felt a little cold, so she raised her hand to pull up the blanket covering her chest, closed her eyes, and let the buttons be tossed about. "It's okay, I can hold on."

"You are our boss, so you can't hold on. Do you have to walk the red carpet today? Take it easy! Tell me, this awards show is your first appearance after illness. I hastily decided on the styling theme, and now I am under a lot of pressure." Kou Kou said, "Hey, close your eyes well, don't open them indiscriminately!"

Candle Tea absent-mindedly listened to the nagging of the buttons, looked away from the phone, obediently closed the eyes that had been secretly opened just now, and her thoughts gradually drifted back to the day when she sent a "business" request to Candle Tea a few days ago.

He waited all night for Lin Yao's reply.

But it wasn't the answer he wanted.

Lin Yao: ...do you know what you are talking about?

Lin Yao: Sober up, Candle Tea.

Lin Yao: Since I promised to help you, I will not go back on my word, but your proposal, sorry, I refuse.

He seemed to feel the anger between Lin Yao's words, so that he didn't know how to reply him for a while.

He didn't reply, and the other party didn't send any more messages. The unhappy conversation stopped for several days, and the chat records of the two returned to the quiet state of not disturbing each other before.

This is the third time Lin Yao has rejected him.

The first time he was in the ward, he seemed to think that he was afraid of being confused, and chose to save himself by doing business, and left after the ridicule.

The second time he joked that he wanted to live in his house to study carefully, but he indifferently rewarded him with two big words: no.

This time he formally proposed business, holding the idea of ​​mutual benefit.I never expected to be scolded by him three times in a row.

Get used to him?Zhu Ming boasted that he was a master who didn't suffer any losses, but because of the accident, he lost his position and fell on Lin Yao three times. He was so angry that he couldn't help gnashing his teeth when he thought of this.

"Relax my old lady, are you biting your back molars to say that your teeth are okay?" Kou Kou patted his chin, "Look at our child who is skinny, there is no need to hit the shadows, it hurts."

Distressed and slapped so hard, Zhu Ming complained in her heart, and continued to lie paralyzed in a comfortable position.

Anger is anger, if Lin Yao doesn't make trouble for him, then he won't be called Lin Yao.After the anger passed, he calmed down and reflected on himself carefully.

He seems to be too selfish tormented by the proposition of life and death.Lin Yao is not a saint, so of course he would not unconditionally agree with his proposal.

That man's reputation has always been as stable as an old dog, and no paparazzi has caught him in his private life for so many years.Even when a member of the boy group he belonged to was exposed to a relationship, and the popularity of the idol group that was in full swing plummeted, it did not affect Lin Yao's reputation in the slightest.

The perfect idol in the eyes of fans, and the star who has never been hyped in the eyes of passers-by, why should he agree to break the rules for himself and choose business as a means of lowering his social status?

He made himself "sober," and was right about it.

Compromising with the means he least liked, and suggesting this kind of moral kidnapping to Lin Yao, he was really dazzled by the desire to survive.

After being buttoned up and dressed up, he got out of the car and stepped onto the red carpet. The cold wind blew away his dissatisfaction and complaints these days.

Contact him again after he is no longer angry with Lin Yao.He is not that magnanimous. After being slapped in the face and rejected so many times, he can still laugh heartlessly.

Thinking of this, he had already walked to the group photo in the middle of the red carpet.He picked up the pen and wrote his signature on the background board, turned around and raised the corners of his mouth to the camera.

He often had a smile in the corner of his eyes, but that smile was always very faint, seemingly careless, yet also thoughtful, it was his habit since he was a child, but for some reason, many girls liked it.

Look, the station lady holding the camera in the corner has an expression on her face that seems to be about to faint.Candle Tea thought it was cute, and secretly laughed inwardly. Just as he was about to look away, he was stopped by a media within his sight range.

The reporter passed the microphone very close, and the camera behind him frantically pressed the shutter. He was almost frozen into an idiot by the night wind, and was about to refuse when he saw the media logo on the microphone.

It is a media that started by fabricating and disseminating his black material, a hot chicken who he wants to hate once he sees it.

Come on, let Dad hear what you want to ask.

Reporter: "Excuse me, Zhu Ming, has your injury healed?"

Candle Tea: "Even if I say that it's almost better, you still don't know how to write like that. Do you need to ask me?"

Reporter: "...If it doesn't get better, why don't you take care of it for two more days and rush out of the hospital to participate in the award ceremony?"

Candle Tea: "If you lie down for two more days, a few more marketing accounts will spread rumors about me, saying that I don't have much time, and that I was abandoned after breaking up with the gold master. I'm in this body. I heard that everyone is so worried about me. Recover Be conscious."

There was disdain in his tone, and it was written in his eyes, "I don't see that I have torn what you are used to." In fact, the spine is aching, and the small problem when the health value is too low keeps repeating.

Don't look at him standing with his hands behind his back, gracefully, but he is actually using the back of his hands to support his precarious body.

After two rounds, he was very happy. Seeing that the next red carpet contestant was about to arrive, the field staff was waving his hand to let him into the venue. He nodded and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the reporter, unwilling to let it go, blurted out and added a round of battle without authorization.

"Do you know the hospital that Lin Yao sent you to? Is there anything you want to say? I heard that Lin Yao visited the hospital. Is it true?"

Zhu Ming paused before leaving, turned to the camera and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I have no comment."

End the conversation decisively and walk to the venue.

If Lin Yao agreed to his "business invitation", then he would definitely be able to spit lotus flowers at the mouth of several media just now, spouting some heart-wrenching and unclear words.

But... forget it, it's not necessary.

Just when his slightly sick face and dark-patterned black suit appeared in the trending search terms, Candle Tea had already taken his seat at the awards venue.

The party hadn't officially started yet, and the acquaintances in the circle were all walking around and greeting each other warmly. He found the seat marked with his name and sat down silently.

In order not to make a fool of himself when he appeared in front of the media for the first time after his illness, he quarreled with Button Button for a long time before he decided on the suit that required style but not temperature. No one has the strength to engage in sham socializing.

It is estimated that some people say that he is playing big cards, but face is always less important than body, so he can only lean on the back of the chair and close his eyes to rest.

Suddenly a gentle male voice rang in my ears: "The wind is blowing, come on, drink some hot water, the patient will stop drinking."

Zhu Ming was all excited, opened her eyes, and saw a man sitting next to him with two glasses of drinks, and handed the glasses to him.

"Teacher Cheng." He quickly got up and bowed, took the tea respectfully, and glanced at the name tag on the back of the man's chair.

Cheng Yizhou, the immortal king of the Chinese music scene, became popular all over the country in his 20s. Now he is nearly [-] years old, with both sons and daughters, and is still active in the music scene.Zhu Ming also grew up listening to his songs, and even fell in love with music, but also has a little respect for the singer Cheng Yizhou.

"Have we not seen each other for a long time? The last time I was here, I gave you the Best Newcomer Award." Cheng Yizhou looked at him with a smile, "Seeing that you have been working hard in overseas markets for the past few years, it is not easy."

Candle Tea shook her head modestly: "I don't dare to compare with you, Mr. Cheng. You are a person who started a global tour in your 20s."

"I also sang Chinese songs during my tour, unlike you, you dare to release English and Japanese albums, so there is no need to hide your clumsiness in front of me." Cheng Yizhou looked at him appreciatively, "Young people are good at learning, they can learn any language. "

Candle Tea is usually calm and self-possessed when being blown rainbow farts by the studio and fans, with a face of indifference. Now that she is recognized by idol-level people, her usually thick skin suddenly becomes hot.

But fortunately, the appearance of Cheng Yizhou prevented him from sitting dryly waiting for the awards to start. He drank tea and communicated with Cheng Yizhou.

Teacher Cheng probably started talking too much after having a drink. He dragged him to tell the growth story of his pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, and couldn't stop at all.

Candle Tea sounds good, but the tune is not very familiar, it seems to be self-composed, and he praised a few words, it is indeed the inheritance of musical talents.

Cheng Yizhou sighed: "My girl relied on her own inheritance, she insisted on wanting to make a debut, and got angry with her mother every day because of this matter."

"It's also for the sake of the child. This circle is not so easy to mess with. Even if you are here, you may not... be able to protect her all the time." Zhu Ming said softly.

Cheng Yizhou glanced at him: "You dare to tell the truth. But her mother doesn't think that way, she is afraid that her daughter will be arrogant and bully people everywhere, which will embarrass her."

Candle Tea: "..."

You are the truth, Zhu Ming thought.He suddenly realized that the daughter of Cheng Yizhou's family was not an ordinary second-generation celebrity.She not only has a music producer father, but also a pair of cousins ​​and aunts who are movie kings and queens. When she was young, she followed her father to a parent-child variety show and became a national girl.

... He is really someone who dares to run rampant in the entertainment industry than him.

He couldn't help laughing: "Isn't that good? Anyway, isn't this circle a place where you can bully whoever is easy to bully. If she really wants to do it, her parents can't stop her."

Cheng Yizhou took a sip of the red wine, without denying it: "Indeed, you will know, no one can stop you from doing what you want."

Zhu Ming looked away, and fell to the open space in the distance: "Who says it's not, it can't be stopped."

As soon as the words were finished, a person whom he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly came into view, Zhu Ming was taken aback, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Seeing his expression, Cheng Yizhou followed his gaze and said, "Isn't this the face of BM back then?"

Zhu Ming nodded: "He hasn't shown up for several years, why did he come suddenly?"

Cheng Yizhou said: "Isn't it enough money for the milk powder? He came to me two days ago and asked me to help him make his comeback album."

The man was wearing a suit, but he didn't come in from the red carpet entrance. He looked around the venue, walked towards the back row of audience seats, and took a seat.

Presumably, they were only invited to watch the ceremony, and what's more, they did everything possible to get an audience ticket.

Candle Tea twitched the corner of her mouth: "Return? I really think this is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

BM is the group that Lin Yao was in at the beginning, and it is the singer group that he regards as his opponent and takes it seriously.

It was also an idol boy group that collapsed in an ant's nest because of the exposure of the love affair of the gentleman behind, and took a sharp turn at the perfect time.

"Lin Yao hasn't returned yet, is he worthy?"

Zhu Ming looked away from the man, turned around and folded her arms, and said coldly.

The author has something to say: ==========

Both cubs are self-proud people, business is a bad idea, don't blame my mother for being upset (cover face)

Wanli chasing a husband has to start with falling in love, slowly w

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感谢在2020-01-0304:16:10~2020-01-0406:55:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Qishui soup;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!