The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

Because Lu Yu slapped [Holy Father Wei Lun] with a slippery hand, the two Wei Fans quarreled fiercely.

Wei Lun fan: mmp, ghosts believe in slippery hands, Lu Yu must be my brother's black man!

Lu Yufan: It’s not the first time Bayu has skating. He said that skating is just skating. How can he be so hostile? Wei Lun’s reputation has been bad for so many years. Tonight he managed to make people feel good about it, and it will bring you down. up.

Passers-by said hahaha, I didn't expect the actor to eat melons.It's all about eating melons, but he's actually slippery.

"Are you real or fake?" Luo Shuying asked Lu Yu on the phone.Her suspicion is not unreasonable. Outsiders don't know about the grievances between Lu Yu and Wei Lun, but she knows it.

Lu Yu asked back: "Am I such a boring person?"

Luo Shuying: "Aren't you bored and check Weibo in the middle of the night? Are you not bored and slip your hands? Please go to sleep! Tell me how old you are, and you still make such low-level mistakes!"

"..."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the night, a muscular and tall figure was outlined by the small bar. Lu Yu held the phone to his ear with one hand, and poured red wine into the goblet with the other.

He laughed lowly: "The life of a single man is really boring. I'll drink a glass of wine before going to bed."

Luo Shuying was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Why don't you find another girlfriend?"

"I didn't 'break up' with Yuan Meng, how can I find it?" Lu Yu's tone became cold.

"...I will discuss the 'breakup' with Yuan Meng's team as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yu looked at the night view of the city, raised his neck and drank the wine in one gulp.Then he turned around and picked up the drawing papers scattered all over the living room one by one, all of them were the starry sky in midsummer without exception.

Rustic, childlike, like a distant memory.

Lu Yu stared at it for a while, then gathered it in a corner specially used for painting.He unscrewed the doorknob of the second bedroom, walked in lightly, and tucked the duvet into the sleeping teenager. Seeing sweat on the teenager's forehead, he picked up the remote control and turned down the air conditioner by two degrees.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, but I still didn't feel sleepy.

He was sitting by the small bar with a lazy posture, aimlessly scrolling through Weibo. In order to prevent his hands from slipping again, he changed to a trumpet.

His fingers stopped suddenly, and stopped on a hot comment: "Small waist, buttocks."

In the accompanying picture, after Qiao Jin was pulled up, his limbs lost strength, and he crawled on the roof in the rain. His whole body was drenched, his curves were prominent, and his waist was indeed thin and his legs were long.

Lu Yu stared at it for seven or eight seconds, then quickly skipped over it as if feeling disgusted.

What is a man doing with his ass so up.

……

The popularity of the topic of Lu Yu's hand slipping and likes did not fall but rose. Due to fans fighting, some people believed that Lu Yu was Wei Lun's black fan, and some Wei Lun black fans even bluntly wanted to follow Lu Yu—"Compatriots" a family Well.

This move aroused the disgust of Lu Yu's fans, and they went back angrily: They all said it was a slippery hand, and they apologized in time, and they wanted to start a fight. Some people can't understand Chinese or their brains are not good?

Lu Yu has a "criminal record" for hand skating. For example, three years ago, he liked a wedding advertisement with hand skating. Netizens joked that he wanted to fall in love and find a girlfriend to get married;

For example, two years ago, he swipe and liked a Weibo that sells fish. Fans: Buy, buy, buy, as long as you are willing to sell bass!

Another example is that a year ago, he swipe and liked a Weibo post featuring a naked man named Jiu Gongge, and was suspected of being gay, and only after he made public with Yuan Meng did he smash the rumors.

Lu Yufan: If you talk too much, you will be in tears. The hand-slip accident of Bayu once a year, after all, happened.It is strongly recommended that he use his left hand to scan Weibo! ! !

Everyone was eating Wei Lun's melons, but now they are eating Lu Yu's melons, and everyone knows that Lu Yu ate Wei Lun's melons.

"My Yu Lun Bi" cp fans: We are the ultimate winners hahaha!

Qiao Jin lay on the bed and ate Lu Yu's melon silently for a while. He also thought that Lu Yu did it on purpose at first, but now it seems that his hands are really slippery.

"Wei Lun" became famous tonight, everyone praised him, how did Lu Yu think of him?Will it make a difference for him?

Qiao Jin was resting on his arm, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly heard a text message from his mobile phone. He was afraid it was important information, so he opened his eyelids and looked:

——Don’t think that this is the end of the matter.

The number is unknown.

Qiao Jin called back, but the number was empty.

He frowned, but he was sleepy and couldn't think too much.

The plan was to return to City B the next day. A lot of money knocked on the door of Qiao Jin's guest room early in the morning, but no one answered. Just as he was about to make a call, the hotel cleaning staff opened the door and walked in.A lot of money goes in and takes a look, what about people? !

Joe is gone today.

He hurriedly called, rang twice, answered the phone over there, and asked with a lot of money, "Where are you? You'll be going to the airport soon."

The morning sun is rising, the sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the world is brilliant.

Qiao Jin was sitting by the window of the bus, with the shadow of the brim of the hat covering his eyebrows and eyes, his voice sounded a little muffled through the mask: "I have something to do. Tell my sister and give me a day."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Lots of money:"???"

Half an hour later, the bus pulled over at a platform on the outskirts of the city.

Qiao Jin got out of the car and looked at the familiar buildings, streets, shops, and trees around him, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

He returned to his hometown, but he was not "Qiao Jin" himself.The dean's wife will only treat him as a stranger.

The orphanage is not far away, just take a shortcut and turn two streets.There are guards guarding the door, and early in the morning, the laughter of children can be faintly heard inside.

Qiao Jin held a jar of Skittles that he bought at a small supermarket along the way, knocked on the window of the security booth, said he had something to do with the dean, and let him in.

Maybe seeing that he was dressed too cover up and the guard looked suspicious, Qiao Jin had no choice but to take off his mask.Seeing his smiling face, the guard waved his hand to let him in, not forgetting to remind: "There is surveillance here."

The implication is, don't try to do evil, or call the police.

Qiao Jin smiled.

The dean's wife always gets up early, and Qiao Jin went to her office at the right time.The door was ajar, and he knocked.

"Come in." A gentle middle-aged woman's voice came from inside.

Qiao Jin pushed the door open and went in.

Behind the old desk, the dean raised her index finger and pushed the reading glasses. There were gray hairs on her temples. She stared at Qiao Jin for two seconds, with smile lines on the corners of her mouth: "May I ask who you are?"

Qiao Jin took a deep breath, suppressed his sourness, and said, "Hello, Dean, my name is Wei, and I am Qiao Jin's friend."

Hearing Qiao Jin's name, the dean looked dazed: "...Is that so... But Qiao Jin is no longer here..." As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her dizzy eyes and managed to maintain her smile. "Mr. Wei, sit down, and I will tell you slowly."

Joe is sitting down now.

"Ah Jin, this kid looks like he has a good temper, but he's actually quite stubborn. He's gone for three years and never comes back during Chinese New Year. He doesn't tell anyone when he's wronged..."

After rambling on for more than ten minutes, the dean stopped abruptly and smiled embarrassedly: "When I'm old, I like to chatter. Are you on good terms with him?"

"Yeah." Qiao Jin said, "It's just that I can't contact him during this time."

The dean lowered his eyes and lamented, "He's gone, one or two, they're all gone."

Qiao Jin suddenly felt grief, and really wanted to say that he was Qiao Jin immediately, but when he opened his mouth, he just lost his voice.

"It was an electric shock." The dean murmured to himself, "It was Mr. Lu who sent his body back. He is such a good man."

"Dean..." Qiao Jin's voice was hoarse, "Can I go and see his room?"

"Of course." The dean stood up and led the way. She looked at Qiao Jin, who was a stranger who had just met, but seemed to have known each other for a long time. She felt very cordial, "How long have you known Ah Jin?"

"It's been a while." Qiao Jin said, he stopped the life teacher passing by, "Mr. Xu." Passed the sugar jar in his hand, "It's for the children."

Teacher Xu:"?"

Dean: "Do you know Teacher Xu?"

Qiao Jin called out subconsciously, and his thoughts changed, and he said, "Qiao Jin has shown me photos, and he often talks about you."

Hearing this, the dean didn't think too much, "It's hard for you to remember."

Not long after, the two stopped in front of a door, and the dean opened the door with a key, "Please come in."

Qiao Jin walked in.The orphanage originally occupies a small area, and the dormitory is naturally small. This room was created separately because Qiao Jin was living with Yan Jue when he was going to take the college entrance examination.Since then, it has become the little den of the two brothers, bundling beds, posters, desks and bookshelves, huddled next to each other, as if they have never changed over the years, waiting for their owners to return.

It's a pity that they can't come back.

Yan Jue fell to his death, and Qiao Jin also died in the legal sense.

They brothers, one by one, really have accidents.

In fact, Qiao Jin doesn't quite believe that Yan Jue's death was an accident, but time has passed, and further investigation will not help.He couldn't produce evidence either.

There was some dust on the desk, there were a lot of pens in the pen container, ballpoint pens, markers, pens and pencils, and a stack of staves beside it. For a while, Yan Jue's songwriting homework was done on this desk.

Qiao Jin glanced at the old things. It has been a long time, and he has forgotten the existence of some things, such as the plastic rabbit pendant hanging on the pen holder and pen cap.

The rabbit should have been snow white, but now it is dusty.

Qiao Jin remembered that Yan Jue was not interested in toys at all, but when he was in college, he suddenly had several such "rabbits".

Qiao Jin once asked him: "Brother, are you in a relationship?" He felt that only girls would like this kind of rabbit pendant.

But Yan Jue just smiled and didn't say where the rabbit came from.

Just as he was about to pick up the rabbit, the dean stopped him in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, that desk doesn't belong to Qiao Jin."

Qiao Jin withdrew his hand awkwardly, turned around and saw the guitar leaning against the door, walked over in three steps at a time, controlled his excitement and said, "This is mine, Qiao Jin's guitar."

Dean: "Yes, it was also sent back by Mr. Lu. Ah Jin's brother gave it, and he has used it for many years. He is always reluctant to change it."

Qiao Jin lowered his head, and gently stroked the guitar bag with his fingers. The zipper was badly worn and the paint had peeled off, which was due to frequent use.

After a while, he raised his head in embarrassment, "Dean, I have an unkind request. Can you give me this guitar?"

"This..." the dean hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "You are Ah Jin's friend, and if you want to take his relics as a souvenir, you can take them. Anyway, this thing has been here for a long time, and I don't know what to do with it. .”

"Thank you, Dean." Qiao Jin said sincerely, "I will cherish it well."

He has always cherished it.

Walking out of the orphanage with a guitar on his back, Qiao Jin didn't know where to go.I went to the canteen and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with cash, and stood by the side of the road and smoked one silently.He looked back at the gate of the orphanage, and he didn't know when he would come next time.

His appearance was so outstanding that passers-by were all looking at him. He was afraid of being recognized, so he quickly stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, put on a mask, lowered the brim of his hat, and disappeared into the old streets.

He went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of baby's breath and took a taxi to the cemetery.

Gypsophila is Yan Jue's favorite flower.

Not many people went to the cemetery to visit graves in the morning, not to mention that it was not a holiday or Sunday.Looking around, there are many tombstones, solemn and solemn, but there are only a few living people in twos and threes, probably because they came to worship the sun.

Qiao Jin is familiar with the road to find Yan Jue's tomb.

It rained heavily yesterday. Although the weather is fine today, there is still water vapor floating in the air, and the ground is wet reflecting the sky.

A tall and handsome man walked towards him, wearing big sunglasses, a black leather trench coat, and walking vigorously.Qiao Jin's eyes lingered on the lower half of the opponent's face for two seconds, feeling vaguely familiar.

The man seemed to have also glanced at Qiao Jin, but he passed by without stopping for half a step.

Qiao Jin didn't care too much, when he arrived in front of Yan Jue's tomb, he was surprised to find that there was a bunch of stars in the sky.

Looking up, the man had already walked a long way, and his back quickly disappeared.

Putting down the flowers, Qiao Jin took off his mask, looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and smiled wryly: "Brother, do you still know me? I'm Qiao Jin."

In the photo is a gentle and jade-like young man with a peaceful smile, as if he doesn't care about anything.

"Sorry, I just came to see you now."

I don't know if he said it to Yan Jue or to himself, Qiao Jin murmured many things to himself, the anguish that he had nowhere to relieve these years, the life of wandering in a foreign country, and the incredible situation now, can't be expressed to others Yes, he said it all.

As we spoke, we burst into tears unknowingly.

"Brother, I miss you so much... did you hear me?"

After sitting on the ground for a long time, after smoking half a pack of cigarettes, and his buttocks were stiffened by the floor tiles, Qiao Jin finally stood up, looking at the time on his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock at noon.I don't feel hungry.

"Brother, I'll see you again when I'm free."

After walking out of the cemetery, the phone was turned on, and more than 20 missed calls were all from Wei Wu.Just as I was about to call back, there was another call from the other side, and he connected.

"Wei Lun!" Wei Wu yelled at him by name, "Where did you go, you little bastard?! You even turned off your phone, are you worried about me?"

"Sorry." Qiao Jin said, "I just want to be alone."

Hearing the exhaustion in his tone, Wei Wu stopped the fire all of a sudden, "Hurry up and go back to the hotel, the flight has been changed to three o'clock in the afternoon."

Back at the hotel, not surprisingly, Wei Wu scolded him again.A lot of money moved the tip of his nose slightly: "Why do you smell of cigarettes?"

As he spoke, he found the cigarettes in Qiao Jin's pocket very consciously, and stared: "You actually smoke such low-quality cigarettes?! Didn't you say, Dude, that smoking cigarettes worth less than 100 yuan is equivalent to eating shit!"

Qiao Jin: "..."

Wei Wu: "Get lost."

They were eating lunch, and a lot of money was really off-putting.

A lot of money quibbles: "I didn't say it, Wei Lun said it."

Qiao Jin said, "I forgot." He is Wei Lun who has "amnesia" now, so he won't be so stupid as to take the blame.

After resting at the hotel until 01:30, the three of them went down to the airport under the escort of bodyguards. A lot of money had already contacted Wei Wu's secretary and Qiao Jin's assistant in advance to wait at the airport in City B.

First class cabin, few people, quiet and comfortable.

The voyage was not long, more than an hour, and Qiao Jin planned to read the magazine at hand.

A lot of money sat behind him, scrolling through Weibo and sighing: "An accident happened to Guo Dongchen, and Shenghuang Media has suffered a lot this time, but its reputation is too bad, and it is full of insults on the Internet."

[When Guo Dongchen made his debut, he felt that he was stalking me. He climbed up to Shenghuang and even had his chin straightened, but in the end he still committed his own crimes]

[Sheng Huang is really blind, he didn't even ask the police uncle to file a case before signing an artist! ]

[What kind of pot goes with what kind of cover, a bad pot goes with Sheng Huang, it’s really a perfect match]

[Guiding Shenghuang Shady[Link]]

[The link is down, Sheng Huang's hands are really long]

[Poor actor Fu and Goddess Jian are still in Shenghuang, I really hope they leave that dirty place and set up their own studio]

[Stop wishful thinking, I heard that Fu Lin signed a 20-year Overlord contract with Jian Quin, and the penalty for breach of contract is hundreds of millions...]

[I was disgusted by Shenghuang Media once every day, I hope it will go bankrupt one day and everyone will be liberated]

The plane is about to take off, and the broadcast reminds passengers to turn off electronic devices.A lot of money turned off the phone in a refreshed manner, and boasted: "I think it was a wise choice for me to leave Shenghuang at the beginning!"

Wei Wu held the magazine and snorted coldly: "Master agent, I spent so much money to recruit you, I thought you were capable. After three years, Allen is still a traffic star."

Lots of money:"……"

Qiao Jin lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

A lot of money curled his lips and thought, Zhuge Liang is so capable, it's because he didn't help Liu Adou up.And what's wrong with traffic stars, as long as you want to make money, you can make a lot of money.

The plane flew smoothly, the stewardess brought drinks and drinks, Qiao Jin ordered a cup of coffee, heard a lot of bad things about Sheng Huang and shady things about Sheng Huang, and finally came to the conclusion: "Sheng Huang is just Fu Lin and Jian Que now. Can be reused, others are small roles."

As he spoke, he was also thirsty, took a sip of orange juice, and suddenly fixed his eyes, staring at a seat diagonally ahead by the aisle, "I think the back of that head looks familiar."

Qiao Jin was speechless, the back of his head still looked familiar, he subconsciously looked over... also felt familiar.

The man in the seat diagonally in front turned around, took off his sunglasses, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Master Xu, long time no see."

A lot of money almost spewed out, and the tone of the voice couldn't tell whether it was more surprise or more horror: "...Fu Lin?!"

Thinking about saying so many bad things about Sheng Huang Media just now, and Sheng Huang's first brother sitting in front and listening quietly... I really want to die.

Qiao Jin was stunned for seven or eight seconds, because the other person's clothes, hairstyle, lower face, and sunglasses were clearly the man he saw in the cemetery this morning.

It was Fu Lin, no wonder he felt familiar at the time.

Could the person who went to see Yan Jue be Fu Lin?

How did Yan Jue know Fu Lin?