I'm the ugliest kid on the internet

"It's getting colder and colder." It took 5 minutes for Chen Xingge to speak, and it was still the same sentence that had nothing to do with the previous topic.

Ye Yan was stunned for a moment, then followed up: "Well, Chinese New Year is coming soon."

Chen Xingge closed the window, and the north wind was isolated from the outside. He rubbed his arms before speaking: "I'm freezing to death, and my upper body feels numb."

Ye Yan smiled, half embraced Chen Xingge and went to bed.

He lifted a quilt and got in. As soon as Chen Xingge lay down, he felt the person behind him sticking up.

Like a big dog, Ye Yan hugged Chen Xingge and never let go.

"Wake up, your character design is about to collapse." Chen Xingge said with a smile.

Ye Yan buried her head in the back of Chen Xingge's neck, took a deep breath, "Who am I?"

"Aloof, don't get close to strangers, especially...a poisonous tongue." Chen Xingge felt something was wrong while talking, "What are you groping about?"

Ye Yan's hand was dishonest, and he reached for his thigh, "Give me a massage."

Ye Yan said again: "Are you a stranger?"

Chen Xingge: "No, I am your boyfriend."

Ye Yan pinched Chen Xingge's thigh.

"Don't think about it." Ye Yan said, "Just do what you want."

"Yeah." Chen Xingge turned around and kissed Ye Yan skillfully, "Good night boyfriend."

"Good night."

·

The atmosphere of Chinese New Year is particularly strong in Sunrise Hutong. Every household will have a new look at this time of year, and the street lights in the community will only be repaired once during the Chinese New Year, trying to survive this year before it breaks.

Chen Xingge has been quite busy this year.

The Errenzhuan program is in full swing rehearsal, the script is rehearsed and revised, and even tried to add Yangko in it, and finally ended with Shen Qi resisting to the death.

In the end, the gala was limited to an hour and a half. A large group of people resolutely refused to stay at home to watch the gala on New Year's Eve. They came to the square with small benches and watched the performance in the cold wind.

Fortunately, the show was very suitable for the taste of the audience in Sunrise Hutong, and the performance received unanimous praise from everyone.

The finale of Chen Xingge's program received thunderous applause as soon as he entered the stage. He was worthy of the title of King of Popularity in Sunrise Alley. After all, among a group of old men and aunts, the program of the two young men was particularly distinctive.

It's just that the final ending pose was not arranged properly, and Shen Qi's handkerchief was not turned around.

After the stage, Brother Qiang pulled him and refused to let him go, "It's all here, Brother Xing, have you heard the enthusiasm of everyone in the audience? Everyone wants you to come back to the stage."

God damn returns, "Are you talking about cross talk?"

"It's not impossible. If you want to learn to sing, you can choose one. The big bodyguard is Hong Yangdong. How about I give you one?"

Chen Xingge: "...Fuck you."

Just as he was about to find an excuse to step down, the phone in his pocket rang.

Chen Xingge immediately took it out and patted it in front of Brother Qiang, "I'll answer the phone."

Brother Qiang had no choice but to give up, accidentally glanced at the note on the phone, and looked at Chen Xingge with complicated eyes: "Brother Xing, so you have a father! I always thought you were an orphan."

Chen Xingge: "???"

Why does this sentence sound so awkward?

He was thinking of stepping down, Chen Xingge only thought about looking at his phone after he ran down, and the caller showed two large characters: Dad

Look at the phone number again.

Ye Yan didn't know when he secretly changed the remarks behind his back.

Chen Xingge answered the phone and said to the person on the other side, "Is being a father addicted?"

Ye Yan was very noisy there, and there was a smile in his voice, "You are going to talk about cross talk with others, don't you thank Dad?"

"Get lost." After Chen Xingge finished cursing, Ye Yan's words came into mind, "Are you here?"

"look up."

Chen Xingge looked forward subconsciously.

Ye Yan just took off his hat and hung the camera on his chest. After hanging up the phone, he picked it up and took a photo of Chen Xingge.

Chen Xingge didn't even have time to respond, "When did you arrive?"

"Brother Qiang is reporting on your show."

"All recorded?" Chen Xingge looked at the camera in Ye Yan's hand.

"Want to see it?" Ye Yan shook, "Your stalwart figure."

"Don't look." Chen Xingge was extremely confident, "Anyway, he's very handsome."

Ye Yan thought back to the two twisted steps just now, "Yeah, handsome."

"What's the arrangement for a while?" Chen Xingge asked again.

"Look at you." Ye Yan said.

"Let's finish watching this." Chen Xingge said, "This is the last show."

The last program was Unforgettable Tonight. A group of old men and women sang in out-of-tune bel canto, and the scene wanted to be silent for a while.

"Reserved repertoire." Chen Xingge applauded after listening to it without any influence, "It doesn't feel like a New Year's Eve if you don't listen to it to the end."

The awards ceremony didn't wait until the 2th day of the first lunar month. After the performance, one, two, three, and four were judged. Chen Xingge's program was awarded No.[-] without any surprise. The first was Unforgettable Tonight, Unshakeable.

Chen Xingge didn't go on stage again, and they slipped away quietly with Ye Yan. There were not many people on the street, only the children who came out to play with guns made a few bursts of laughter. Chen Xingge took Ye Yan's hand without hesitation.

A street came to an end, and Chen Xingge's residential area had already arrived. The lanterns hung up in the morning were on, and there were still a few cannons behind him. There were sound leaks from the windows of several households, and singing from the TV could be heard. It's a thousand miles away from the serious version of Unforgettable Tonight.

Ye Yan has never felt such a taste of the New Year.

Beside him is his boyfriend.

Chen Xingge squeezed closer to him, "Thank you."

There are many things to thank, but it really made him say that Chen Xingge may not be able to say one, two, three, but he still wants to say thank you.

Ye Yan's hand tightened, "You're welcome son."

"Get lost..." Chen Xingge smiled.

"Upstairs?" Chen Xingge took out his mobile phone to take a look, "Now we should still be able to catch up with the end of the Spring Festival Gala."

"I thought you aspiring young people didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala." Ye Yan smiled.

"I still have to take a look. After all, watching the Spring Festival Gala is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation."

·

Chen Xingge didn't mention the web drama anymore, and Ye Yan didn't ask about it. It wasn't until a year later that the dream management contacted Chen Xingge.

"A web drama came to invite you to an interview, and I accepted it for you."

Chen Xingge was taken aback.

He had already clearly rejected that invitation, and the other party didn't reply, so he thought the matter was over like this.

Unexpectedly, he found a dream.

Chen Xingge said, "I won't participate."

"You are just getting popular now and you need to be exposed. The company is also thinking about you. I have learned about this web drama. It is not bad. The director has also made good works. Although this drama is an web drama, it is different from your previous ones. Naobi is already very good, you take care of it.”

The manager persuaded her on the phone for no less than 10 minutes, and Chen Xingge wondered if the director had done her any favors.

"I'll show you the script first before you decide. It's still the same sentence, this is the only chance. Think about it carefully."

Chen Xingge looked at the script file sent by the management, and it really was "Meeting the Morning Light".

Thinking that maybe it was really a good script, Chen Xingge flipped through two pages, but he didn't even read these two pages.

I didn't watch it carefully before, but this is a clichéd youth idol drama, and it's still the kind that doesn't require acting skills.

According to the usual routine, the actors should be [-]th-tier fresh meat, just find a few beautiful brothers and sisters and get it done.

Where did the management take a fancy to this script?

Chen Xingge searched for directors on the Internet again, and found that the works made by this person were all of this type, with mediocre grades and nothing particularly good. Chen Xingge tried to find the so-called good works that the management said, I found that the only good work was filmed five years ago. Chen Xingge had also heard of that web drama. There was no plot, and the acting skills were not online. A talent show and variety show has become a wave of fans.

After chatting with Ye Yan that day, Chen Xingge did not intend to run away, but he did not intend to let it go, even if it was acting, he did not want to join such a small team that is not well-known.

Chen Xingge organized the news and team information and sent it to Ye Yan.

He has no way to know, but his boyfriend has.

Chen Xingge's begging posture was extremely skillful.

-Dad, help the child to see, the child is about to be trafficked by human traffickers

Ye Yan returned quickly.

-?

Chen Xingge still wanted to type, but the phone call came over.

"you want to go?"

Ye Yan's tone was full of doubts, since Chen Xingge told him that time, he didn't ask any more questions, but he still saw the news and investigated the crew, so he felt that Chen Xingge would not go.

Now this sent him the information again.

"It's not that I'm going." Chen Xingge explained, "The management called me just now and said that I should go to the audition. Can you use your boss' power to check the bottom of this team for the child? How do I feel? It's like being sold."

"What you found is basically the real level of the crew." Ye Yan looked at the information sent by Chen Xingge, "It's not very good."

"The crew is small, the level is poor, and they are basically low-cost online dramas. There are no sources of funds, and only one or two sponsors can be obtained."

Chen Xingge basically understood in his heart, "Thank you Dad, Dad has worked hard."

"What do you think?" Ye Yan asked.

"No acting." Chen Xingge said bluntly, "Even if your brother Xing wants to make his debut so eagerly, you won't be so hungry."

He was a son just now, but now he is a brother Xing again.

Ye Yan asked again: "Which management?"

"The little girl might be forced to do nothing." Chen Xingge didn't say anything, "I'll just tell her about it, how can I bother Dad?"

After rejecting the management again, two days later, Chen Xingge directly received an unfamiliar call.

"Hi, I'm the crew of "Meeting the Morning Light"."

Chen Xingge: "..."

This drama group is not good, at least the spirit is commendable.

The other party was very firm in inviting Chen Xingge to come out to meet him. Chen Xingge felt that if he didn't agree, he might rush to the school directly.

In the end, the two sides made an appointment to meet in a coffee shop. Chen Xingge knew that place, it was very hidden, and people in the circle often went there.

When they arrived, the crew had already arrived. Chen Xingge looked at the people sitting across from him. Among them was a fat uncle, whose flesh could not be covered by a suit. He was holding two big walnuts in his hands. The gold chain on it is thick and scary.

At first glance, he is not a member of the crew, but an investor.

Sitting next to him was the director. Chen Xingge had seen his photo beforehand, but he was a bit more wretched than the photo.

Chen Xingge said hello politely.

Just as the director was about to speak, Jin Jianzi spoke first, "Do you know why I called you here?"

Chen Xingge thought that it was the director who called me.

"you are?"

Jin Lianzi seemed to be extremely disgusted with Chen Xingge's words, and waved his hand directly, and the director next to him immediately stood up and moved closer to Chen Xingge's side.

"Xiao Chen, this is Mr. Jiang, the investor of our film crew. Mr. Jiang specially named you to act. The male number one of this web drama has been appointed by default. It is you. Hurry up and thank Mr. Jiang."

Chen Xingge vaguely felt as if he knew something.

The next second, I heard Jin Lianzi say, "Follow me for a year, and you can choose the resources at that time."

Chen Xingge couldn't hold back and laughed outright.

Now it was the turn of the two to be stunned.

Jin Lianzi seemed to be a fool with a lot of money, with an expression that made you laugh happily just after I finished speaking, he continued to say to Chen Xingge: "Don't get too excited, just follow me well... "

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xingge took out his mobile phone and pointed it at the gold chain, "Excuse me, can you repeat that sentence just now? This is the first time I have come across unspoken rules, and I want to record it and play it with them force."

Gold Chain: "..."

director:"……"

"This kid is so happy that he doesn't know what to say." The director laughed dryly and patted Chen Xingge's shoulder.

Chen Xingge retreated to the side, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, you have hired the wrong person, and the maintenance will be waived. The doctor said that my teeth are quite good, so I don't need to eat soft meals for the time being, and acting is fine..."

As Chen Xingge said, he walked out, and Jin Lianzi still said, "Do you think I'm here to discuss with you today?"

Chen Xingge paused, thinking that this person might be poisoned.

I had no intention of continuing to communicate with these two people with abnormal brains, but from the corner of my eyes, I saw Jin Lianzi throwing a few photos on the table in his hand.

"Don't eat soft food? Isn't that the case."

"Do you think that if these photos are spread, will Dreamland still support you?"

Chen Xingge was taken aback when he saw the photos on the table.

In the picture, two figures overlap, with ambiguous poses and clear faces, on that familiar street.

That was Ye Yan and him.

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