Broker, take me~

Otherwise, the job of dealing with the camera is superficial and suffers behind the scenes. Not long after the new year, Huang Liangyu was dug out by his agent to attend a training class.In order to shape his body, Song Lianna exercised his flexibility and made his movements more graceful and less rigid. She not only enrolled in ballet but also in yoga.Originally, he wanted to apply for folk dance, but Huang Liangyu strongly rejected it on the grounds that haste makes waste.

At the beginning of this year, Shanghai Entertainment felt extremely busy up and down.Not only did Song Xingran not see his shadow all day long, even Shen Yufu and Huang Liangyu from the Shaodong family had never seen him in the company.But the former must be really busy, but the latter is said to be an editor and go to the set to film.

So the first time Huang Liangyu met Song Xingran in the new year was a coincidence to an accident.He had just received the first announcement of the new year that day, and he tossed and tossed from the afternoon of the previous day until late at night.By the time he finally came out of the shooting location in a daze, the sky was already dark.He and Song Lianna, who also looked loveless, randomly picked the nearest KFC to go in, planning to eat and rest.It was at this time that Huang Liangyu saw Song Xingran through the window.

This is very strange, this place is obviously not Song Xingran's residence, and it is still so early, the man should not appear here if he says anything.But how could Huang Liangyu admit his mistake, he almost stared at that figure with eyes that were closed just now.At this time, Song Lianna said kindly: "The work is over anyway, so it's okay to chase after him." And when he just took a step, he said: "By the way, let me remind you. The scandal with Han Jiawen is running around, and the company has not been very stable recently. Little lion, don't push too hard."

Huang Liangyu felt that there was something in these words, but he still quickly ran out after the figure that was about to disappear.

This area is actually quite remote, and it belongs to the kind where there are not many people during the day and even less people at the moment.Huang Liangyu watched Song Xingran walk towards a small park, and then stopped in front of a blood donation vehicle at the entrance of the park.There are many such blood donation vehicles in the market, and the parking places are also varied.It was still early at this moment, the little nurse in the car just yawned and opened the car door, when she saw Song Xingran was obviously taken aback, she hurriedly asked him to wait.

Taking advantage of this moment, Huang Liangyu hurried forward, patted Song Xingran on the shoulder, and said, "What a coincidence, senior." When he saw the other party's clear eyes, he was blocked back.No, he just "coincidentally" met Song Xingran a little more when he was in the company, but it doesn't mean that this kind of place can be found on purpose! !

"Senior, I came here because I really had a job, and I just followed you when I saw you over there!" Huang Liangyu immediately defended nervously, for fear that the other party would treat him as a pervert.

"No, of course I know." Hearing his excuses, Song Xingran was a little dumbfounded: "I've already felt that you are following behind, but I was just wondering when you would come to say hello."

"What?" Huang Liangyu immediately hummed hypocritically: "Since you know I'm behind, why don't seniors turn around?"

"Would you stop following me if I didn't turn around? Or would you stop following me if I turned around?"

Huang Liangyu always felt that the meaning of these two sentences seemed to be the same and different, but his answer was the same.

Huang Liangyu actually still has a lot of questions to ask.Why is Song Xingran here?Why donate blood when you are so skinny?If it's just to donate blood, why do you have to travel so far?But after thinking about what Song Lianna said not to push too hard, she swallowed those questions back into her stomach.Even if he felt that Song Xingran already trusted him to some extent, he would definitely not tell him most things.Especially looking at it like this, no one else would say it.

The nurses and doctors inside were ready soon, Huang Liangyu watched Song Xingran get into the car, and followed him in a daze to sit beside him at the blood donation seat.After being questioned by Song Xingran, he immediately straightened his back and said, "I contribute to the people." It was a picture of a three-good student, five-good civic style, and Ji Yong's enthusiasm in his heart.

Song Xingran burst out laughing.This time, Huang Liangyu's eyes became more "enthusiastic".

Before donating blood, a blood test is required to determine whether the donor is eligible to donate blood.Huang Liangyu and Song Xingran got along well, and the waiting time for just chatting casually wasn't too long.But when the blood was actually drawn, the little nurse's hands trembled a little.At first glance, he looked like an intern. Huang Liangyu was so white that he could easily see the blood vessels, and he was pricked a few times with the needle before it went in.But Song Xingran's side was even worse. I don't know if the muscle was too tight and the needle got stuck in it and almost broke the needle.Song Xingran still smiled to tell people not to be nervous, but when the blood was drawn, his arm was already bruised.Huang Liangyu was inexplicably distressed, but he couldn't do anything, he could only look at Song Xing and put down his sleeves as if nothing had happened.

Although it is a voluntary blood donation, how can I get a blood donation certificate.Huang Liangyu looked at the two small red books handed over by the little nurse, and inexplicably thought of something like a marriage certificate, and shook his head violently to shake off this weird association.But Song Xingran was stunned at the certificate for a while after taking it from the side, and then turned his head to look at Huang Liangyu as if thinking of something.Huang Liangyu's heart was sweating because of that look, he always felt that Song Xingran was preoccupied today.

"Liu Yu, what would you do if something happened that could overturn all your impressions of me, and after this incident, I did something equivalent to betrayal without any explanation?"

The man raised his head, his eyes reflected the clear light blue of the morning sky.And for the first time, the expression in it was confused, like a child lost at a crossroads waiting for someone to redeem him.

Huang Liangyu only felt sore in his heart, but he still kept a casual and sure look on his face and said: "If it really happened, it's not what I would do, but what I can do, right?" He knew Song Xingran He wants to hear whatever he wants, insulting, sad, feeling cheated, or insisting on believing, but he doesn't like it: "But the truth is that I can't do anything. That's why seniors ask me this kind of question, right? Because those people you care about can freely and confidently choose to believe and choose to question you to the end, but I can't, not only without a legitimate reason, but also without qualifications."

As if feeling the unwillingness and jealousy hidden in the young man's words, Song Xingran smiled and said, "You don't have to think so low of yourself, I still care about you." Knowing that this is a trick, Fortunately, Ke Song said it calmly: "Now, can you answer seriously?"

How much do you care about, do you know?Huang Liangyu wanted to ask this question very much, but he also knew that he would be a little aggressive if he said that.Just like his character is actually not good at all, the wildness and rebellion hidden in his bones make him unintentionally reveal it even when he deliberately restrains his disguise. .Don't push him too hard, Huang Liangyu.

"I will choose to believe in myself." This answer is not conventional at all, but it is quite normal if combined with his personality: "I believe in my own eyes, it is impossible to misjudge a person so easily. And I will use my eyes Go and see, not just this one thing, but all the things in the future. No matter how superb an actor you are, there will always be a moment when you show your true heart.” In fact, his answer really only applies to Matsuyuki who was exemplified Of course, no matter what, other people would probably only say "fuck him to death" from Huang Liangyu.

"You won't stop and question?"

"It's more terrifying to think that you know something than not to know it. Unless I figure out everything, I won't do it lightly." He had already suffered enough self-righteousness at Song Xingran's place before, how could he still make mistakes on the same person? Same error.

After saying this, Huang Liangyu was surprised to find that the degree of confusion in Song Xingran's eyes was actually very small, because those rare emotions disappeared without a trace in an instant.Well, even a lost child is clearly above average in intelligence and unique in his ability to be self-reliant.He doesn't need real guidance, all he needs is a map, an address, or a dollar for a ride.These are like Huang Liangyu's answers, at best they serve as a reference.

Just like this man, his inconspicuousness is like a weed, and his vitality is naturally like a weed.With just a little water, it can grow into a piece on its own.As long as you give him a little favor, you can repay him a hundredfold.

Just like at this moment, Song Xingran smiled softly, and the smile became bigger and bigger, and the emotions revealed in it simply exceeded the limit he should give Huang Liangyu.The sun at seven or eight o'clock is gradually fading pale and releasing the heat it should have, even if it hasn't really scorched, it is still very dazzling.Huang Liangyu suddenly felt flattered, and his subconscious realized that something between him and Song Xingran was disappearing, and something could finally start.

"Hey." The man shook the red notebook in his hand, and stuffed it into Huang Liangyu's hands without any explanation.When he left, he didn't hesitate even if he touched his fingertips: "I'll give this to you."

"Although it is very abrupt, but think about it, you are the only one who can be relied on now."

Holding the paper product that still has the warmth of a man in his hand, this almost compliment came unprepared.Before Huang Liangyu had time to be happy, he heard the next sentence from the other party: "Just please, help me take care of my family for a while."

Huang Liangyu decided that he should learn from his idol in everything, and the most important one is to hate Han Jiawen.

After coming out of the small park, Huang Liangyu was sent home to rest by Song Xingran, and the other party went to the company without any doubt.From yesterday to now, Huang Liangyu was indeed tired, and went home without any doubts, and then almost fell asleep as soon as his head hit the bed.When he woke up again, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Huang Liangyu is not only a literary person, but also a literary person in his bones. The ringtone of his mobile phone is European classical music.It was obviously a melodious piece of music, but now it was noisy, and the noise made him get up several times suddenly.But before he answered the phone, Song Lianna's words over there made him feel as if he was poured cold water.

"Huang Liangyu, luckily something happened to your good senior!"

Today is the press conference about Han Jiawen's drug use incident, and he has undoubtedly prepared for this matter for a long time.Many people were waiting to see what he would do. After all, regardless of whether Han Jiawen was framed or not, it was an undoubted fact that drugs were found in his belongings.And that's how people are, and they'll hang on to the blemish forever unless there's a bigger event to cover it up.And this alone is enough to deal an eternal blow to an actor who has just started his career.Yes, just at the beginning, the things invested in him are not enough to make people want to let go.So many people don't understand why Song Xingran still hasn't given up on him.

Naturally, Huang Liangyu didn't understand either.

"As Han Jiawen's manager, as my artist said just now, drugs don't belong to him. And this reporter asked a very good question. If it's not his, then whose is it? How do I know it's not his?" What? Of course I know, because those drugs are mine. I accidentally left them in when I was fixing things for him."

Song Xingran's clear and emotionless voice came out of the video, he stretched out his hand to untie his cuffs, and the movement of bruising pinholes on his arms was so calm and scary, until he was taken away by the police who suddenly broke into the venue. The expression on his face didn't change at all.

Huang Liangyu felt his mind explode in an instant, and countless broken pictures flashed before his eyes.The remote park in the early morning, the blood donation car, the unskilled intern nurses, the strange questions being asked, the inexplicable please, finally freeze in Song Xing's firm eyes that faded from confusion.How could he, how could he, not notice...

But what if you notice it?He told him he wouldn't stop him.Huang Liangyu looked at the blood donation certificate that Song Xingran stuffed over, and he knew in his heart that as long as this was published, Song Xingran would be safe and sound with the blood time and blood test results on it.But he can't do it, and he can't do it.

"Senior..." Huang Liangyu pressed the little book on his chest, knelt down trembling, and his voice was crying: "Your trust is really too painful..."