No less publicity [entertainment circle]

"Hey Jinan, how many blessings have you received this day? Do you have 10,000+?" Tang Shang suddenly asked Zhang Jinan.

Zhang Jinan replied with a smile: "There should be."

"What's more, he has more than 10,000+ fans," said a screenwriter.

"I love you, I'd be so happy to change it to me," Yuan Yuan said.

No one noticed that Zhang Jinan's eyes dimmed after hearing this sentence, and they were all talking about their envy.

"Instead of me, I would have taken screenshots to show off."

"Hahahaha you started again..."

The dinner party lasted until eight o'clock, and finally ended with Zhang Jin'an handing out a big red envelope.Everyone came out of the hotel in twos and threes, said goodbye to each other, got into their cars and went back to the hotel.

On the way back, the music in the car was all Cantonese songs. The singer was Li Qiang’s favorite Eason Chan.

Zhang Jinan didn't say a word.He doesn't play music, but wears earphones.He looked at the fleeting scenery outside the window, let the street lights pass by his field of vision one by one, and just disappeared.

He didn't know why he was depressed, he should be happy, so many people sent him blessings, remembering his birthday, he also saw the more than 30 articles written by Shen Qingwan, and the reunion was updated today.Everything is going well today, he should be happy.

but……

The car entered the tunnel.Zhang Jinan closed his eyes, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you and you didn't belong to me. We still stayed with a stranger and walked the familiar streets..."

Before the end of "Ten Years", they arrived at their destination, and Li Qiang turned off the music regretfully.

Zhang Jin got out of the car first and went upstairs.

He stood in the elevator and watched the number of floors increase little by little.

"There are still three hours, and today will be over," Zhang Jinan said to the air.

He took out his phone from his pocket, but there was no news.

Zhang Jinan laughed at himself, is it because he is getting older and his heart is starting to become fragile?Isn't it just a happy birthday, it's actually remembered to this day.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and Zhang Jinan got out of the elevator.The rooms in this hotel are on the same road, the elevator is in the middle, only left and right, and his room is on the left of the elevator.

Zhang Jinan turned left naturally, but stopped immediately, his pupils dilated instantly, and he felt that everything stopped when he saw that person.

Standing not far from him was a man wearing a white hat, a crisp shirt and trousers, with a box at his feet.He stood straight in front of the door of a certain room, looked down at the phone, and then put the phone to his ear.

Within a few seconds, Zhang Jinan felt the phone in his pocket vibrate, and he connected the call without taking his eyes off the person.

He watched the man smile after he got connected. The voice heard in the corridor was exactly the same as the one in the earphones. It was a refreshing voice, and the frequency of the audio fluctuation was the same as his current heartbeat.

"Brother, where are you now?"

Zhang Jinan didn't answer, he walked towards that person.

"elder brother?"

The other party thought he didn't hear it, so he repeated it again.

The hotel is covered with soft carpets, which can isolate noise and footsteps. Zhang Jinan likes this design very much. He likes quiet corridors and whispers, but now, he wants to speak loudly. He wants that person to hear footsteps , wanting the person to notice a difference in the air around them.

When the distance between them was about two meters, Zhang Jinan answered the phone and also called the other party's name: "...Si Yang."

The man naturally heard it and turned his head suddenly.After seeing him, he immediately showed a smile: "What a coincidence, I just wanted to call..."

"When did you come back? Why didn't you message me today?"

The originally cheerful discourse was interrupted by this question.The other party was stunned, and Zhang Jinan was also stunned.He regretted it after he finished speaking.

If you're going to die, it's fine to just blurt it out, why is your tone still so aggrieved? ?

Jiang Siyang didn't take it seriously, and replied with a smile: "Because I think I can see you anyway, so I won't send a message. After all, sending a message is not as sincere as saying blessings in person."

"That's it," Zhang Jin'an replied.

"I didn't expect my brother to care so much, so why don't I make up for my brother now?" Jiang Siyang said.

Zhang Jinan shook his head: "No need, there are too many people posting happy birthday now, your message will be pushed down easily."

Jiang Siyang looked in a good mood and smiled brightly, and the corners of Zhang Jin'an's mouth couldn't help but curl up a little.

"I saw Yuan Yuan posted a photo, and the cake looks delicious," Jiang Siyang said.

"It's pretty good, chocolate," Zhang Jinan replied.

"It's a pity, I didn't get it," Jiang Siyang felt a little regretful, "I turned on my phone later and found that I missed a lot of red envelopes. Hey, I missed hundreds of millions every day."

Zhang Jinan smiled: "Who did you learn from when you missed hundreds of millions?"

"Xie Jie, that's what he said after looking at my phone." Jiang Siyang took off his hat, stroked the front of his hair back, and put it on again, "I was supposed to come back tomorrow, but today is not my brother's birthday What? I thought, if I miss today, I don’t know when the next time will be, and the gift has to be delivered on the same day. So I left halfway through dinner, and came by high-speed train,” he looked at his phone, a little proud Said, "There are still three hours, let's catch up."

Zhang Jinan nodded: "Of course. There are still three hours, how long is it?"

"This is a birthday present I bought, I hope you like it, brother." Jiang Siyang picked up the box on the ground and handed it to Zhang Jinan.

Zhang Jin'an took the cardboard box. He didn't know what it was, but it was heavy.

"Brother, happy birthday," Jiang Siyang said.

Zhang Jinan felt strange.

Obviously this is the "Happy Birthday" he has been waiting for all day. Logically speaking, the higher the expected value, the more excited he will be when he gets it.But when he heard these words, he didn't feel anything at all, as if he was listening to the most ordinary greetings.

But he didn't think too much, holding the box and asked, "What is this?"

"It can't be said, is it meaningful that the gift can't be opened by yourself?" Jiang Siyang smiled mysteriously, "Since the gift has been delivered, I will leave first."

"Well, see you tomorrow," Zhang Jinan said with a smile.

"See you tomorrow." Jiang Siyang left just like that, as if he really came here specially to give gifts.

After Jiang Siyang left, Zhang Jinan stood at the door for about half a minute, took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked in.

He put the box down at the door, took out the scissors from the side drawer, squatted down and began to unpack the cardboard box.When those words were exposed, he didn't take it apart, he knew what it was.

It is a balance car.

The balance bike that he casually said he wanted to buy again.

Zhang Jinan looked at the dismantled cardboard boxes, and the scissors held in his right hand seemed to have opened a hole in his heart. Something rushed out like a flood that broke down a dam. When he came out, he could feel the sound of the waves lapping on the reef.

But in fact, the room was very quiet, and there was no sound outside the door.

Zhang Jinan didn't know how long he had been squatting, he only knew that his legs felt a little numb when he stood up.He swept the broken cardboard together, tidied up the entrance, and carried the cardboard box to the bed. He lay straight on the bed and took out his mobile phone.

He follows a lot of people on Weibo. As soon as he refreshes the homepage, he can’t find the Weibo that he was looking at one second, so when he sees something he is interested in, he will repost it, fearing that it will disappear.

After he refreshed the homepage this time, the first Weibo post was a video posted by an interview program group he followed, and the guest interviewed was Jiang Siyang.

Presumably this is the interview that Jiang Siyang recorded when he went to Beijing last time. Zhang Jinan clicked on the video without any hesitation.

Jiang Siyang was sitting on a milky white sofa, her hair was combed into three to seven parts, and she was wearing a sweater with the Milky Way printed in the middle, holding a microphone in her hand.

He said long ago that no matter what Jiang Siyang wears, he is suitable, and that easy-going smile will make anyone feel better after seeing it.

Zhang Jin'an of this program group knows very well that their way of asking questions is to recruit questions from netizens, so they use a lot of stalking on the Internet.Although Jiang Siyang has understood some stalks now, there are still many things he doesn't know.The host will tell Jiang Siyang the meaning of those words, and Jiang Siyang will nod seriously as if listening to a lecture, and the barrage is teasing him for being too thirsty for knowledge.

Host: "This is also a question from a netizen, Siyang, do you read your own CP fanart?"

Zhang Jinan couldn't help thinking of the "system restricts reunion" that he had read several times. If he was asked this question, he would definitely answer honestly "don't read it".

——The host is doing something hahahahaha

——God, this question is booming and in a trance

——I guess the sheep must not know hahahahaha

——His Weibo last time in a hundred years, how could it be possible to read CP Fanrenwen hahahaha

Jiang Siyang naturally couldn't understand, and asked suspiciously: "What text?"

Host: "Do you know what cp means?"

Jiang Siyang: "I know, even teammates, it also means lovers."

Host: "Yes, cp fanhumanities means that after netizens match you with someone, they write a story,"

Jiang Siyang nodded: "Oh..."

Host: "Do you dislike netizens writing cp articles for you?"

Jiang Siyang scratched the corner of his eyes: "I'm okay, because I don't surf the Internet very much, and I don't watch it, but I think as long as I don't disturb others and don't quarrel about it, I can write whatever I want, after all, It’s fake, just be happy.”

This passage is actually the translated version of "enclosed land is self-cute". Yes, I learned a new vocabulary unintentionally.Zhang Jin thought.

The host smiled: "The next question, many people are saying that you are taking advantage of Zhang's popularity, what do you want to say about this?"

Zhang Jinan frowned at this question.

Indeed, with the increase of Jiang Siyang's fans, many people came out and said that Jiang Siyang was using the "fanboy" persona to catch his popularity and gain attention.

This question is very sharp, if it were him, he would have to think about it for a while before doing it.

"Brother Zhang Jinan is a very good senior. I like his works. I am very happy to know him. I don't have the idea of ​​rubbing popularity at all."

Zhang Jin thought that Jiang Siyang had finished talking, but he saw Jiang Siyang smiling at the camera, his peach blossom eyes slightly bent, and a gentle voice came from the earphones: "I don't think anyone will do that." Is there such a thing as rubbing the heat of someone you like?"

Zhang Jin was stunned.

For some reason, when he looked at this picture, a sentence from the reunion article suddenly popped into his head: "I don't know when the love will become deeper, but just looking back, I fell in love with that person's every frown and smile."

He knows what kind of person Jiang Siyang is. He is upright and upright. If he likes it, he likes it. Understand.

But his heartbeat accelerated, and even the rapid heartbeat made him a little dizzy.

These out-of-control reactions caused Zhang Jinan to turn off the phone in a hurry, and the right hand holding the phone naturally fell on the bed. He covered his eyes with his left hand, trying to use darkness to cover up the reality.But this is self-deception after all, the darkness will even make people's five senses sharper.

Zhang Jinan felt that the whole room was filled with the sound of his heartbeat.

Zhang Jinan recalled that this feeling was not the first time.

If it is said that his heart throbbed on the mountain that day, it was because the scenery he hadn’t seen for a long time made his heart surge; Willing to talk with him; today his heart is full of surprises because of the gift.

What about now?

Now there are no landscapes, no rainbows, not even a person, just a phone that is turned off.

Why is he so excited now?

In fact, thinking about it carefully, the phrase happy birthday itself is very common. He has seen and heard it countless times today, but he still expects someone to say this phrase to him.

He doesn't care about this sentence, but the person who said it.

Zhang Jinan took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.A voice in his head said to him—Give it up, you won't have any more excuses.

You should have known earlier that your heartbeat is only because of Jiang Siyang.

You like Jiang Siyang.

Even this love is deeper than you imagined, it has already taken root and sprouted in your heart.The gardener in the Garden of Eden couldn't prune all the flowers that bloomed.

Bless you, you have someone you like, and you have started a secret love that is far away.

"Reunion, you wrote it backwards," Zhang Jinan whispered.

He's the one with the crush.

The author has something to say: the next chapter starts, and my previous title will be changed!

I am going to call it [Fan Xin], Baidu Encyclopedia: Generally speaking, Fan Xin will involve the word "Fan Xin is too heavy".From this perspective, Fanxin can also be interpreted as a kind of desire.

Modern meaning: boys and girls yearn for love.

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I love writing heartfelt words so much.

Zhang Jin rushed to the master.

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