I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

It took Yun Qingcen two seconds to realize that he was being called.

He turned his head, and what he saw was a group of menacing people. There were not many security guards in the hotel, and they were trying to stop them—obviously they were not guests of the hotel.

It should be that someone among the people I met at the elevator door yesterday sent out the news that he was in this hotel.

This attracted a bunch of people to "encircle and suppress" him.

Yun Qingcen observed for a few seconds, and found that there were not many people with real hatred and contempt on their faces, and most of them came to watch the fun, or were pulled to make a big splash.

Everyone in the restaurant was startled.

Not everyone knows how to read gossip online, most people don't know who Su Ming is, let alone who Yun Qing is.

"Yun Qing! You are shameless! You idiot! Bitch!"

"Your mother should have drowned you when you were born!"

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused Su Ming!"

……

The leader is a fanatic, with Su Ming's English name tattooed on her arm. She took her "comrades in arms" and scolded Yun Qingcen hoarsely. I didn't run, I wasn't afraid, I even sat on a chair and pointed my phone at them, and I knew it was recording a video at a glance.

The security guards were extremely tired. With so many people, they didn't dare to push and shoved them, they only dared to stop them. The lobby manager of the hotel also came to ask what happened, nodding and bowing.

The leading fan was furious. She pointed at Yun Qingcen and said, "Does your hotel even entertain this kind of person? He is a liar who can only spread rumors and slander! I'm going to expose you online so that everyone can see how delicious your hotel is." The stinky ones can come in, let the netizens boycott you!"

The person behind her said: "Yes! This kind of person is not worthy of appearing in public!"

The manager of the lobby is a woman in her early thirties. She is smartly dressed and her hair is pulled back. She quickly said, "Is there some misunderstanding here? Besides, we are just a hotel. As long as the other party does not commit crimes, we are all To be entertained."

The fanatic waved his hand: "This is your business, we don't care! We want him to apologize!"

The lobby manager has a bitter face, what is all this?

The manager of the lobby saw that it didn't make sense, so he gave the security guard a wink and asked them to stop him. Then he walked to Yun Qingcen's side, and she bent down and asked, "This gentleman..."

Yun Qingcen raised his head.

His lips were trembling, his fingertips were trembling, fear and vulnerability were written in those beautiful black eyes, his neck was held high, his teeth were clenched on his lower lip.

After just a glance, the lobby manager's tone softened: "There must be a misunderstanding here, why don't you go upstairs first?"

Originally, she should have asked Yun Qingcen to negotiate directly with the other party, but when the words came to her lips, she asked Yun Qingcen to go upstairs instead.

Yun Qingcen shook his head, "pretending to be strong" and said: "I'll explain to them."

The manager whispered: "Looking at their appearance, it will not be safe for you to pass, or you should call the police."

Yun Qingcen held the mobile phone, his fingers turned white with force, and his face was also pale, as if he had been frightened and faded.

"I... I am a songwriter." Yun Qingcen said with difficulty, "I used to earn my living by selling songs. Before that, I wrote a song and sold it to the company, but I didn't understand it at that time, I didn't know it was It’s sold together with the right to sign it.”

"Later, I found out that this song was sung by someone, but I was not the one who wrote the lyrics and the music, but the one who sang it. I posted about it on Weibo. I didn't understand it, and no one told me. No one told me about mine. I can’t say that the work is mine.”

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and the more he choked up.

But he resisted.

"They all said I was spreading rumors." Yun Qingcen lowered his head again, "Every day, people come to my door to scold me, throw dead mice in front of my door, and insert razor blades through the gap in my door."

Yun Qingcen's shoulders also trembled: "I am willing to apologize to him, as long as they let me go..."

The manager froze for a moment, people's hearts are biased, one side is aggressive, and the other side is pitiful and timid, she almost subconsciously said: "You should call the police."

Manager: "I'll report."

Originally, if someone came to the hotel to cause trouble, the hotel could call the police. The manager also felt that it was not good for young people to call the police and it would easily intensify the conflict. It was just right for her to report.

Yun Qingcen looked up at her, and he asked gratefully: "Really? Is it okay? Will it hurt you?"

The manager said seriously: "This is my responsibility. You sit here first. I'll go over and make a call. I'll see how to solve it when the police arrive."

Fans who made trouble were stopped by the security guards, and they would not actually have physical collisions with the security guards. After all, they came to support their classmates and friends. If it really developed into a fight, it would be troublesome. As a stain on her resume, the leading fanatic fan obviously lost her mind, she picked up her bag and hit the security guard on the head.

"You all protect this kind of people! You idiots!" She smashed the security guard's head with her bag, and the security guard was staggered. One of them didn't stop her, and she rushed towards Yun Qingcen.

The diners next to him who hadn't left were taken aback and backed away.

Yun Qingcen watched the other party rush towards him.

He was thinking whether to cooperate with the fall and pretend to be hit, or to be hit and look worse.

However, before he could figure out what to do, an unexpected scene appeared——

A man in a black suit suddenly stood in front of Yun Qingcen.

He grabbed the fanatic fan's raised hand, and everyone gasped.

The man standing in front of Yun Qingcen was close to 1.9 meters tall and wearing a black suit. He was immobilized by fanatics with one hand. His body proportions were almost perfect, like a male model walking out of a magazine.

Even fanatic fans were stunned, the man frowned slightly, his tone was very impatient, his thin lips parted slightly: "Get lost."

Fan Fanfan's face was still a little red, but he scolded sternly: "Who are you, you, do you know don't meddle in your own business! Do you know how shameless he is?!"

The man sneered, and shook off her hand: "So many people have come here to make trouble, targeting one person is really embarrassing."

The people behind looked at each other in blank dismay, and some cursed with a bad temper: "You want to take care of it? Are you? What do we do that has nothing to do with you?! Do you want to be shameless?!"

Just when the security guards were about to be unable to stop them, a group of people suddenly walked in at the door. They were all wearing suits and were tall and tall. They could be identified as bodyguards or thugs at a glance.

The man ignored them as well, the bodyguards took over the job of security, and the man turned to look at Yun Qingcen.

The moment he turned around, he saw Yun Qingcen smiling at him.

Obviously Yun Qingcen was no longer what he remembered, but he still recognized him at a glance.

Only Qingcen has such eyes, which are affectionate, cold as ice, playful and gentle.

He is a collection of contradictions, and he is also the person he loves the most in this life.

Yun Qingcen looked at Fu Mingrui, the real Fu Mingrui was completely different from the one in the dream, the real Fu Mingrui faded away from the introverted shyness, and turned into a real indifference, he was wearing a neat suit, which added a strong With a breath of abstinence, Yun Qingcen actually felt that he was more attractive than ten years ago.

In Fu Mingrui's eyes and ears at this moment, everyone except Yun Qingcen became the background, and Fu Mingrui's breathing became short of breath.

Yun Qingcen stretched out his hand, and Fu Mingrui walked in front of Yun Qingcen in three steps in two steps, and grabbed Yun Qingcen's hand, as if grasping the most precious treasure in his life.

Fu Mingrui closed his eyes and squeezed out a sentence from the back of his throat: "I thought it was just... a dream."

He raised his head, his eyes turned red.

Yun Qingcen stood up, gave Fu Mingrui a long-lost reunion hug, and then whispered in Fu Mingrui's ear: "You came just in time, if you come a step later, I will be bullied."

Fu Mingrui's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Fanfan and the people she brought are still in conflict with the bodyguards and security guards. The bodyguards are all Fu Mingrui's personal bodyguards. They work harder than the security guards with high wages.

When the police came, they saw that the rioters stretched their necks and cursed, and even smashed the decorative porcelain in the hotel.

Fanatic fans are still shouting: "Yun Qing! You bastard! You have the guts to talk to me directly! What is the ability to call the police?! If you have the ability, ask them to arrest me and see what charges I have!"

"Uncle Policeman! You have all been deceived by him! He is a liar! He is rubbish!"

The police looked confused, so they could only calm down the fans first, and then asked the lobby manager to explain the situation.

The manager's buttocks were already crooked, and at this time he said righteously: "Comrade police, it's like this. Mr. Yun is our guest, and he has committed no crimes. Our hotel is operating reasonably and legally, and there is no violation of laws and regulations. According to the laws and regulations, these troublemakers are not our guests. When Mr. Yun was dining with other guests, they broke in through the main entrance and wanted to beat Mr. Yun, but were stopped by the hotel security..."

The fanatic fan spat at the manager and said, "You fart!"

The manager held back his anger, wiped the spittle off his face, and continued: "There is no way, we can only choose to call the police. They also smashed the decorations in the hotel lobby. These decorations were all given by our boss from the old artist. We bought them, and there are monitors in the lobby, and we can provide purchase records for the prices of these decorations.”

The police first asked if they could solve it in private.

The manager smiled and said, "We only need to compensate at the original price."

Fanatic fans: "What is the compensation? We just want to argue with him! It's you who insist on stopping him!"

A policeman yelled: "What's the trouble! Come back to the police station with me! Check the surveillance!"

"Is there another party? Go back together."

Fu Mingrui grabbed Yun Qingcen's wrist, but Yun Qingcen smiled at him and gave him a "reassuring" look, but Fu Mingrui suddenly pulled Yun Qingcen to his side, and then pulled Yun Qingcen over, Say to the policeman, "I'll go with him."

Police: "Who are you?"

Fu Mingrui looked at Yun Qingcen, and Yun Qingcen was close to his shoulder, as if he had been scared out of his wits.

Fu Mingrui felt his throat was a little itchy, his voice was hoarse and deep——

"spouse."

police:"???"

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Yun Qingcen: "Oh, okay."