Rebirth of Decadence

There was no sound from the microphone for a long time.

Luo Yang held the microphone in one hand, and slowly rubbed the edge of the smooth wooden table with the other hand, his expression gradually calmed down.

After a long time, the sound of exhalation came intermittently, and after a few seconds, Gu Xun's hoarse voice appeared in his ears.

"My thoughts...is it important?" He deliberately raised the ending of the last word, as if to give himself more momentum.

Compared with the previous anger, Luoyang has calmed down a lot. He leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was even a little cheerfulness in his tone that was easily detectable.

"What do you think about your brother, of course it has nothing to do with me," he looked up at the clean ceiling and the chandelier embedded in it, "but if you have thoughts about my artist, then it has to do with me."

Luo Yang felt that his emotions were a little agitated again, so he silently said a few words "calm down" in his heart, trying not to let himself be impulsive.

"No matter what you think about your brother, if you pursue Gu Fei now, what do you think your brother will think? How troubled will Gu Fei be?" Luo Yang spoke word by word, tapping the air with his toes.

There was silence on the phone for a few more seconds, and then there was a wry smile: "Heh... what would he think..."

The voice was too sad, Luoyang didn't know what they had discovered in the past, and he didn't know whether he should interrupt, so he just listened silently and didn't speak.

"He will care about my thoughts... Heh..."

Luo Yang opened his mouth to say something, but immediately heard the busy tone of the phone.

... Gu Xun hung up the phone.

Luo Yang held up the microphone in a daze, then slowly put it down.

He just sat on the chair, hunched forward, put his arms on the table, and pinched his chin with his fingers.

Then he let go of his fingers, moved his head forward little by little, and finally stretched out his arms, and the whole person lay on the table.

His breathing was heavy and rapid, as if someone had pinched his throat and forced him to breathe through his mouth.

"Why..." He turned slightly sideways, curling his legs slightly. "Why am I so uncomfortable..."

He reached out with his eyes closed, grabbed the phone, opened the video list, and clicked on one.

...This is a play that Gu Fei once acted in.

Luo Yang just closed his eyes and listened to the sound at first, then slowly moved his eyelashes, opened his eyes, and looked at the phone screen.

The plot happened to be that the character played by Gu Fei was contemplating, and the director gave Gu Fei a big close-up here without hesitation. From this angle, Gu Fei was almost perfect without any flaws, and Su reached the extreme.

Luoyang pushed the progress bar back and forth, and watched these few seconds a dozen times.

Then he arched slightly, straightened his waist, and raised the phone high.

Finally he laughed.

No matter what, Gu Fei is his artist, and he is Gu Fei's manager, so he should protect the artist well.

It doesn't matter whether he likes Gu Fei or not.

Gu Xun stopped pursuing Gu Fei.

Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still vigilant in his heart.

Gu Fei was sitting at home playing games.

The online games that are popular on the Internet now, Gu Fei felt bored after playing for a while, so he uninstalled them.

Sitting next to Gu Fei, Luo Yang looked at the computer screen for a while, and felt that the game was rather boring, so he lowered his head and began to browse Weibo.

There is no hot news right now, especially the news in the entertainment industry. It is almost all about a certain Xiaosheng being praised for appearing in a certain drama, and a certain Xiaosheng and a certain Xiaohua performing on the same stage... Boring and nothing new.

Luo Yang yawned and checked Weibo one last time.

But after seeing the announcement from a certain star, he abruptly cut off his half-yawned yawn.

Mainly because the content on this Weibo is too shocking.

An artist surnamed Wang issued a divorce statement.

Luo Yang pursed his lips and clicked on the long picture.

The wife of an artist surnamed Wang has an improper sexual relationship with his manager... After all, is it a cheating manager?

He was silent for a while, and refreshed Weibo again, only to find that this incident had already been trending, and comments were also blowing up on this Weibo.

Some were unbelievable, some never believed in love, some asked for real evidence, and some scolded cheating men and women...

The number of comments on Weibo increased by a second. Luo Yang felt dazzled after reading it for a while, put down his phone, moved his neck and rubbed his eyes.

Gu Fei is still going through the cycle of downloading games-trying games-boring uninstallation, Luoyang thinks of the news of the divorce of the artist surnamed Wang, and thinks about some rumors in the circle that he has heard before, and can't help but want to find someone to chat with.

So, he called out "Gu Fei".

A few seconds later, Gu Fei turned to look at him.

Luo Yang felt that Gu Fei's eyes were very serious, so serious that he felt that what he wanted to say was not worth mentioning.

But he still said what he wanted to say.

"Gu Fei, Wang is divorced."

"Yeah." Gu Fei turned his head and continued to play the game boringly, "There are push notifications."

"I didn't expect him to divorce his wife..." Luo Yang said with emotion, but finally smiled: "That's right, he is so busy with work, and his wife is not very peaceful."

Luoyang's family is powerful and has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, knowing some secrets that are not considered secrets.

"I heard that Wang's previous car accident was written by his wife?" Luo Yang stopped talking and shook his head after saying a few words, "I don't know if it is true, but if it is true, then she is really terrible. It’s not too much to go to hell later.”

"Hell?" Gu Fei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke again: "Heaven, hell?"

"Ah?" Luo Yang was stunned, and it took a few seconds for him to react. He picked up the phone again and replied, "Yes."

"Then tell me..." Gu Fei's voice paused here for a few seconds: "You said...after I die, will I go to heaven or hell?"

At this time, Luoyang had opened Weibo again, and the answer was a little casual: "You must be going to heaven."

"Hmm..." Gu Fei responded with a long answer, and then he didn't say anything else. One of them quietly checked Weibo, and the other muted the computer and played games quietly.

Wang issued the divorce statement in the early morning, but a few hours later, the Internet public opinion had fermented beyond restraint.

Compared with the sadness of a certain Wang, this is more like a carnival on the Internet.

Luoyang used a little bit of family power to confirm that Wang's private life was innocent, and then went to Gu Fei's Weibo the next morning and posted a Weibo in support of Wang.

There is a lot of supportive remarks below, and some people even say "black people turn fans". Luoyang saw it and just laughed it off.

Gu Fei was in a daze, while Luo Yang checked the itinerary and went to pack his luggage.