The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Wu Xingyan squinted his eyes halfway, his brows became sharper, "Why are you here?"

Fu Zhan blinked and said half-jokingly, "I'm here to visit the class."

Wu Xingyan was stunned for a while, and didn't think clearly about what to answer next.

Fortunately, Fu Zhan happens to be good at observing words and expressions, and he is also very knowledgeable, "Actually, I have one more thing to do this time, and I want to invite you to do an interview."

"Interview?" Wu Xingyan was a little surprised.

Fu Zhan hooked a smile, "Yes, interview, how about it, do you want to? If you want, I can spare an entire entertainment page for you."

"The editor-in-chief can do more than that." Wu Xingyan paused, and his tone became softer, "I'll ask my assistant to negotiate the time later."

"Do you have time now?" Fu Zhan was afraid that he would be bored, so he added, "I want to discuss with you some sensitive points. If you don't have time... then take it easy."

Wu Xingyan glanced at the phone subconsciously, and thought for three or four seconds with his eyelids drooping before agreeing, "Yes."

The lounge is just a small room, but there are coffee tables, sofas, blankets and so on.

"sit down."

Wu Xingyan casually pointed to the sofa, then turned to make the coffee machine.

Fu Zhan knew that this was Wu Xingyan's private lounge. He was a little curious and couldn't help turning around and looking at it. Hearing this sentence, his expression suddenly relaxed a lot, "Xingyan, I haven't had a drink for a long time. It's time to make your own coffee."

"It's okay, it's instant anyway, it's very simple." Wu Xingyan finished soaking without changing his face, and brought the cup to him.

Fu Zhan's expression is like a child who has eaten candy, but his voice is slightly astringent, "It's been a long time."

Wu Xingyan was silent for a long time, and then said: "Let's talk about the interview."

"Click."

Fu Zhan gently put the cup on the coffee table, but there was still a crisp sound unavoidably. He sighed softly, "You know, what I said about the interview was just an excuse."

"I know." Sitting opposite him, Wu Xingyan finally looked up at him at this moment, "So you can say what you want to say now."

The dense mist floated from the coffee cup, and the surrounding was silent.

"I know you like Jiang Mu," he said after a long time, with an obscure voice, "Jiang Mu passed away, and I am also very sad, but I don't understand why we are so strange."

He looked up. "I don't understand."

"I don't understand either," Wu Xingyan said slowly, "I don't understand either. What does our estrangement have to do with Jiang Mu's death?"

Fu Zhan stared at him blankly.

"Why should the two be related? Could it be that after Jiang Mu's death, the way we get along is different from what you expected." Wu Xingyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his expression still warm.

Fu Zhan moved his thumb slightly, pinched his index finger with his short nails, and said, "Because Jiang Mu's death is a node, the pattern has changed a lot before, if you are a person who likes to eat steak, No. 7 Then you suddenly stopped eating steak, isn't such a change arousing curiosity?"

"Maybe." Wu Xingyan laughed softly, which sounded a bit like self-mockery, "Maybe I'm too nervous."

"You've changed a lot."

Fu Zhan looked at his side face and suddenly said softly.

Wu Xingyan snorted unexpectedly.

"I still remember that Jiang Mu and I went to your school's club to recruit people, and he fell in love with you at the first sight," Fu Zhan sighed softly, and laughed at himself, "I told him in private at first about your temperament It doesn't match the hero, but he just doesn't believe it, so he insists on you."

Wu Xingyan also thought of that time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, at first I thought I was given up, but in the end, he still gave me a hand."

"Do you remember that disc? It was the short play." Fu Zhan asked.

He had already been buried under the tomb, and accompanied Jiang Mu to his eternal rest.

Wu Xingyan said calmly, "I remember, it's been so many years."

"Jiang Mu's stupid mind, he must have not put it away properly. I didn't ask for the disc at the time. Now that I think about it, I regret it. I should have put away your first official drama." Fu Zhan's voice was obvious. Pity.

"So, you have collected a lot of my things?" Wu Xingyan asked.

Yes, every movie ticket, every poster, every official q-version keychain...

Fu Zhan sneered, "It's such a beautiful idea, I'm such a busy person, I still collect that."

Wu Xingyan snorted lightly, without speaking, closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

Fu Zhan really wanted to stretch out his hand and press his temple for him, but just as he was about to raise his hand, he forced it down again, "I don't think your complexion is very good, you should take a good rest, at most you just have to accept the script."

Wu Xingyan was a little funny, "My face has been smeared with a lot of things, can you see it?"

Fu Zhan looked embarrassed.

"It's time for me to go out too." Seeing that it was almost time, Wu Xingyan stood up and said.

"Okay." Fu Zhan also stood up, but his eyes were still floating on his face, and he didn't go away for a long time, "By the way, I brought a dessert. It is a newly opened dessert shop. I have eaten it several times. The taste is delicious." Very good, I think you should like it."

Wu Xingyan's figure paused, "Tiramisu?"

"Yes." Fu Zhan said, his voice soft.

"Maybe I have to say I'm sorry. Luo Ze came back recently and strictly controlled my weight. I can't eat dessert anymore, otherwise the physique teacher will hate me to death."

The light in Fu Zhan's eyes dimmed a bit: "That's it."

Wu Xingyan waved his hand at him, smiling like a spring.

"45 million?!"

Cai Jin squeezed the phone and exclaimed, with pent-up anger in his voice, "No, Mr. Chen, isn't the price too low?"

"Where is it low? The price is the same as that of the peers! Because it was my old classmate who introduced you, I even raised the price for you. If you say that, I will be sad."

Call you teacher, you really fucking treat yourself like a beast in clothes!

Cai Jin gritted his teeth, "I have more than 200 million words anyway! If I publish a book at the price you gave, I will earn it back in minutes!"

"You haven't published a book yet!" Mr. Chen clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, picked his own nose, and rubbed the ball on the table with his fingers.

Cai Jin's complexion turned pale, his fists were clenched tightly, and his short nails left deep marks on his palms.

"Xiao Cai, I know that young people have lofty hearts and always want to make a big achievement, but think about it, this is a fantasy novel, right? Think about how many supporting roles you have in your book, Group performances cost a lot of money! There are also special effects, martial arts, venues, etc. How much investment do we need to attract! Also, your book club is not well-known, and the navy is another ticket fee , and more..."

"Oh!"

Cai Jin threw the phone to the corner in a rage.

"Fuck you! You've lost your money and you're an idiot! Fuck you red! You red!" Cai Jin's eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, there was a bit of eye droppings in the corners of his eyes, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and his clothes were already worn out. It hadn't been changed for several days, and there was a bad smell.

He lay down on the bed slumped, feeling his heart beating wildly in his chest.

Cai Jin is 25 years old this year, three years older than Fang Ning Jie.Although Fang Ningjie's family background is not very good, but he can afford it, he is young.Even, relying on one thigh, he climbed to the position that he could not compare to.

But what about myself?Sloppy, unshaven, staying at home all day long for the little money to type, the cervical spondylosis seems to be getting worse recently, and the fingers have suffered a lot of injuries due to mechanical typing, and frozen shoulders flare up from time to time...

At the end of the college entrance examination, Cai Jin knew that he was just a little transparent, but he still had a long future to work hard; when he left school at the age of 22, Cai Jin gave up his job of [-] yuan a month and started coding full-time.

Now that he is 25 years old, not only is he just a little pink, but his brain seems to be unable to keep up with the trend.

He sighed softly, patted his head, and felt that maybe, no, he should have to relax.

"It would be great if the cube was there..."

Cai Jin murmured subconsciously, and it took three seconds for him to realize how ridiculous he was.

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.His good brother should be drunk and dreamed of dying in the warm pit of the gold master.

"Ah-cut!"

Fang Ningjie sneezed loudly, took out a tissue from the paper box on the table and blew his nose, all that came out was translucent liquid.

"Could it be a cold?" He muttered, balling up the tissue into a ball and throwing it into the small trash can at the corner of the table.

After being disturbed like this, he was in no mood to change the script, so he simply took out his phone and played.

The gossip about him and Wu Xingyan on Weibo has decreased a lot. The decontamination fans all trust their idols, and most of them are also very sensible. They will not repeat this topic again and again. Some of ky's loyal blacks are still jumping.

Because all the firepower is concentrated: the girl in the arms ≠ Fang Ningjie, then the question arises, is the person in the arms a man or a woman?What is the relationship with Wu Xingyan?Why didn't Wu Xingyan explain this?

If this is a dungeon, isn't it appropriate to pull hatred?

As an onlooker, Fang Ningjie said that the bench in the front row is very comfortable, and the melon in his hand is also delicious!

Fang Ningjie flipped through Wu Xingyan's Weibo, and found that he followed the route of warm men. Although the frequency of use is not very high, as long as there is a non-promotional Weibo, it will definitely...

Wu Xingyan: Good morning, everyone remember to eat.

It's exactly the same simplicity, but it's so easy to get the g-spot of the cleansing powder.

One word from the day: Awow!President Wu told me to have breakfast!I want to pass out happily!

Mr. Wu Global Support Club: For sale in the front row: Xiaolongbao, steamed dumplings, soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks... Mr. Wu, don’t you plan to order a portion!Baa!

I'm Mr. Wu's big long legs: Even the support club is so cute, what am I afraid of!Mr. Wu feed me!Well!

……

Fang Ningjie collapsed on the bed with tears in his eyes.

He cut out his account, registered a small account, and then drew a random picture as his avatar, and typed a bunch of under that Weibo.

Awow: Gn, what about your shame!Oops, stepped on a face on the ground, touch it quickly, who fell?

He clicked the send button, watched it spin for two or three seconds, and was a little anxious. He was about to quit and resend a new one. There was a pause on the phone page, and then the call came in.

The system displays: Mom is calling

Fang Ningjie shook his hand and almost dropped the phone on the ground.