Gu Cenfeng looked at the burning light in Yi Fu's eyes, and paused:

"No."

"I don't believe it, just tell me the truth."

The other party came over, put his hands on the edge of the table, and put on an interrogation posture across a large desk.Gu Cenfeng watched the silver skull clavicle chain dangling on his chest twice, and hooked the corner of his mouth:

"My account has not been transferred yet."

"...Boss, your new earrings are so pretty."

Yi Fu stood back with a "shua", his face was stiff and he praised sincerely,

"Which store ordered it, I want to try it too."

"Closed." Gu Cenfeng lowered his head, "Change another one."

Yi Fu: "..."

"The economy is really bad these years." He said plainly, and then glanced curiously.

The earrings are cool blue, showing an ink-like glint in the sunlight.The silvery white lines are fine and meandering, as if some pattern has been pieced together, delicate and fuzzy, not very clear.

"Is there any moral?" he said.

Gu Cenfeng doesn't change earrings very often. To be precise, he doesn't change any long-used and commemorative things around him very often. The replacement of something is a ritual-like prudence for him.

It is precisely because of this that Yi Fu often feels that Mr. Gu has not been destroyed by the elite education since he was a child, and has become an expensive, indifferent and polite instrument.

Well, at least a little popular.

Gu Cenfeng paused: "There is no moral."

"It's just the initials of the name." He said, "I bought it when I saw it."

"Initial letter..." Yi Fu thought for a while, "G?"

"Yes." He sat back, "Concise and pretentious, it fits your temperament very well."

Gu Cenfeng didn't know what he thought of, coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "It's almost half an hour away, why don't you leave?"

"Hey, I'm going, I forgot!" Yi Fu jumped up, "It's over, it's over, the little girl said she was waiting for me downstairs on time, and she will be told again if it's overtime, so I'm leaving first!"

He stood up in a hurry, even if he was anxious, he didn't forget to arrange his flamboyant clothes in front of the mirror. After confirming that he was still handsome today, he put on his sunglasses again, turned his head and said to Gu Cenfeng:

"By the way. There is a reception on the weekend, will you go?"

Gu Cenfeng glanced at the calendar and said succinctly: "I won't go."

"Ok?"

Yi Fu turned to look at him.

"Qingming." Gu Cenfeng said indifferently, "Tomb sweeping."

"...Yes." Yi Fu knew the rules of his family, so he just muttered "Why did you choose such a time", and didn't insist anymore.

When the person's back disappeared behind the door, Gu Cenfeng leaned back in his chair with an unclear expression.

The information under his hand has not been turned over two pages, most of which are hearsay, but there are indeed many things that he did not know before.for example……

Judging from the table listed, Yunyu has invested almost zero in Lu Yilian's packaging and publicity in addition to film and television resources in recent years.Even for film and television resources, most of them are found by others on their own initiative, and there are related teams to connect with them, and many of them have been turned yellow because of small twists and turns.

He rubbed his forehead, feeling a little strange.

Although Yunyu is a small company, it has not reached the point of zero resources.You can't treat an artist like this.It's as if... the other party just borrowed a name to stay in the company, and everything else was given up.

...Is it because he offended Shengyu?

he thinks.

The chaos in the bar that night flashed through his mind, he paused while turning his pen, and a wave flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, he opened the drawer, took out a document, and changed a few numbers on it.Then dialed the internal number:

"Hello, Xiao Zhang."

he said.

"Is Chen Fawu here? Let him come over."

"Teacher Bu, we're here."

Wang Jian parked the car downstairs, wiped off his sweat, opened his mouth carefully, and at the same time glanced at the people in the back seat, feeling a little complicated.

He received the pick-up task temporarily.

Originally thought that Bu Jiashu was just rushing to make an announcement, but unexpectedly gave him an unfamiliar address.

He looked at Yu Jiao, who had a bad face, and felt that this was not a good job, but he had already come, and it was unrealistic to refuse, so he had to follow the address all the way to this community.

this……

Uh, the temperament doesn't fit the neighborhood of a big star at all.

It's not about how broken the community is, it's just a general standard, an ordinary residential community.The main reason is that it is located on the edge of the city center, and it is more open. Compared with the high-end villa where Bu Jiashu lives, it has more smoke and fire, which made him feel anxious all the way here.

Of course, now also.

However, the big star is obviously not as nervous as him, or in other words, he seems a little absent-minded today.

There was a cold "hmm" from the back seat. Bu Jiashu raised his head, pushed his sunglasses, and after checking in the rearview mirror that no one recognized him, he said to Wang Jian:

"I'll go up in a while, you wait for me below, if you find a reporter or a paparazzi, please send me a message, I will check my phone, don't call."

"Okay." Wang Jian nodded hurriedly, hesitated for a while, "You are looking for..."

Bu Jiashu glanced at him with a half-smile, and blocked his words.

"Sister Yu Jiao just tell the truth when you ask."

He put on his mask and hat, casually said,

"Anyway, I didn't want to hide it from her."

Wang Jian murmured in response, not daring to say anything more.

Satisfied, Bu Jiashu got out of the car, pushed down the brim of his hat, and walked into the building.

When the figure of the person disappeared behind the door, Wang Jian looked away and got out of the car.

I don't know which of these two people can't stand the other first.

he thinks.

Then he lit himself a cigarette.

In the smog, a young man in a blue-gray sportswear walked by him, wearing a hat brim, walking fast, unable to see his expression clearly.

Wang Jian was a little wary at first, but he was relieved when he saw the shopping bag in the young man's hand, looked away, and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Where he couldn't see, the young man walked into the building, glanced at the ascending stairs, and after confirming the number of floors where it finally stopped, he quietly took out the camera from the bag and rolled up the shopping bag A ball, stuffed into the pocket.

Immediately afterwards, a gleam of excitement appeared in his eyes, he exhaled impatiently, and tiptoed upstairs.

When the door was knocked, Lu Yilian was still asleep.

He hasn't been feeling well since he was drunk some time ago, probably because he was a little sub-healthy in the production team some time ago.He sleeps a lot and has a light sleep, and has difficulty falling asleep. He finally fell asleep. When he was awakened, he was a little dazed. He didn't wake up until the knock on the door rang a second time.

There was no message on the phone, he sighed helplessly, got out of bed and opened the door.

Yesterday, the property owner informed him that he would come to the house to do an investigation. He didn't expect to come at this time. If he knew this, he wouldn't take a nap, and he might have a headache later.

When Bu Jiashu opened the door, he saw Lu Yilian like this.

The young boy still had residual sleepiness on his face, and his eyes were not as clear and calm as before, but instead showed some beautiful confusion. The T-shirt was hung loosely on his body, revealing his thin white arms and neck.

His heart skipped a beat, and the next second, Lu Yilian raised his eyes to see him, paused, and opened his mouth:

"How did you come?"

There was still some hoarseness in the voice after waking up, but it was already three points more cold.

"I finished the announcement." Bu Jiashu said, "I stopped by to see you. Can't I?"

Lu Yilian still maintained the posture of pushing the door open, and didn't move for a while, but obviously he didn't want him to go in.

Looking at him, Bu Jiashu felt itchy for no reason, and reached out to touch his messy forehead hair. The moment he touched the warm skin, Lu Yilian came back to his senses, took a step back, and hid .

"You..." He had nothing to say, so he could only say, "Where's Yu Jiao?"

"She's not here." Bu Jiashu looked natural, "You hate her, I won't bring her here."

"Can you let me in?" Bu Jiashu bit his lip, "Or... who are you waiting for?"

"I..." Lu Yilian rubbed his temples, and after a while, he sighed.

"Forget it, you come in first."

After finishing speaking, he bent down to find a pair of slippers for Bu Jiashu, and then turned around.

A gleam of joy flashed in Bu Jiashu's heart, and he hurriedly walked in behind him, and closed the door by the way.

"What to drink?"

Lu Yilian asked him, "I only have hot water here."

"Hot water is fine." Bu Jiashu said, "I don't choose."

As if thinking of something, Lu Yilian's hand paused slightly, he didn't speak, took a clean glass, and poured half a cup of hot water for Bu Jiashu.

Bu Jiashu watched his every move, and suddenly said:

"Did you just think of something?"

"No." Lu Yilian put the cup in front of him, and said calmly, "You read it wrong."

"You're lying." Bu Jiashu said, "When I first joined the group, Sister Yu Jiao specifically told the staff that I only drink a certain brand of beverage and I'm very picky about my food. You were there at the time, do you remember?"

Lu Yilian paused for a moment, then repeated: "No."

Bu Jiashu held his wrist, Lu Yilian looked up at him, and gently broke away.

The secret joy of being let in was fleeting, and Bu Jiashu was a little irritable for no reason.

Because he felt Lu Yilian's obvious alienation from him.

This is something they have never experienced since they met, and they are not even friends.

He knew that Lu Yilian was once called "average" by many people in the industry. This word did not refer to his appearance, but to his personality.

Everyone has a personality. For artists, this is also one of the points for them to make the most of their packaging and publicity.

Some people's fun is magnified, some people are always polite and gentle in front of fans, and some people are naturally lively and cute.

But Lu Yilian was not.

His interviews are always well-regulated, his expression is always calm, and his appearance is not the aggressive type, which makes it almost impossible to pick out "characteristics" in him.

Of course, this is a characteristic in itself, but in the entertainment circle, such a characteristic makes him submerged in the glamorous handsome men and beautiful women, like a piece of silent and gentle jade.

But Bu Jiashu knew that he was not like this.

He is not like this at all in front of people close to him.

Will get angry, smile nicely, and occasionally run on people gently and delicately. When he was on the set, he spent so much effort to become friends with this person, almost prying open a corner of his soul until he I moved my mind that shouldn't be moved.

After discovering his liking, Lu Yilian gradually alienated him.

At first, he retreated outside the safety line of ordinary friends, but now, he realized that he might not even be considered ordinary friends.

He's just like those guys out there.

Such thoughts annoyed him very much. Regardless of Lu Yilian's struggle, he held Lu Yilian's wrist again, and the other party frowned:

"Let go."

Bu Jiashu didn't let go, he felt that there was a fire raging in his heart, which made him couldn't help getting closer to the person in front of him.

"Ah Lian..."

He murmured, and the strength in his hands increased a bit, and he couldn't help but pull him into his arms.

At his feet, the sound of cat meowing suddenly sounded, he lowered his head in a daze, and met a pair of blue and clear eyes.

The little puppet was still staring at him angrily, and bared its teeth at him. On the other side, Lu Yilian had already freed his hand, squatted down, and picked up the kitten.

The fluffy Snowball rolled over in the owner's arms, looking at him still with hostility, before he could withdraw his hand, the other party had already stepped back a few steps, and issued the order to evict the guest with a cold expression.

"Mr. Bu, please go back."

he said.

"...I thought we were still friends." Bu Jiashu looked at him.

"Yes one minute ago." Lu Yilian said flatly, "Not now."

Bu Jiashu wanted to say something more, but the phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up angrily:

"Didn't I say to send me a message if you have something to do, you..."

"……what?"

Lu Yilian seemed to feel something, and looked up at him.

Catching his gaze, Bu Jiashu suddenly felt guilty and avoided his gaze: "Sister Yu, what did you just say?"

On the other end of the phone, Yu Jiao's voice sounded angrily:

"Are you still at Lu Yilian's house?"

"...Yes." Bu Jiashu touched his nose, "What's wrong?"

"Don't come out, you will..." Yu Jiao said quickly, then she thought of something and gritted her teeth, "Forget it, you idiot, you give the phone to Lu Yilian."

Bu Jiashu: "..."

He handed the phone to the person in front of him embarrassingly.

Lu Yilian glanced at him questioningly, and took the phone.

"Hello." He opened his mouth.

When it came to Lu Yilian, Yu Jiao swallowed all the instructions just now, and it only became a short sentence:

"Look at trending searches."

Lu Yilian didn't hang up the phone, and took his mobile phone to log in to Weibo.

On the top of the trending search list, the topic of "the popular Xiaosheng Bu Jiashu suspected of coming out of the closet in love" was hung up.

I clicked in and saw that it was a blurry photo.

The angle of the photo is tricky, the two are separated by a half-open door, and it looks like a kiss from behind, especially, Bu Jiashu's hand is still on the forehead of the person in front of him, which looks unreasonably intimate.

"Coming out and falling in love, two things explode at once." Lu Yilian sighed, "Big star, you are really amazing."

The author has something to say: Mr. Gu: As expected, Nian Nian was squeezed by the company. I am so pissed off that I am so pissed off. Write more about the benefits in the contract.

Looking up at the trending searches: ...?My house collapsed?

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