After interpenetrating with the dead enemy [entertainment circle]

The parks on the streets of New York are bustling with people gathering more and more.

Most of the people who came here at first were Qin Xinghe's fans. Seeing that his son was betraying his lust and acting as a coolie, he couldn't help but cast a warning look at his nemesis who was leisurely commanding his son.

After taking the group photo, the fans whispered to the little devil: "Son, you don't have to suffer these grievances, do whatever you want, kill them! Mom will always be by your side!"

Yue Chen tilted his head to look at the young fans who were staring at him, and said in a pleasant voice, "This is what I should do, and he has worked very hard these days, so don't make things difficult for him."

Fan: "My son has grown up! Mom is so happy!"

The little devil said a few words on behalf of the film king, and the trend on Twitter changed from #冲了越臣，保持儿子# to #子会心爱人了，妈妈好喜#.

Later, fans of nearby Yuechen also gathered together, and the two forces checked and balanced each other and stood still.

The scene looks very harmonious.

The seedlings: "Small it! We want to take pictures!"

The little devil showed a mouthful of white teeth, and his crooked eyes were like the moon at night, bright and bright: "Okay."

Oranges: "Brother, brother! We also want to take pictures!"

The new actor: "Get out! Don't shoot."

Oranges: "QAQ"

What does Yuechen's fans have to do with Qin Xinghe? Qin Xinghe was unmoved by the cuteness of the oranges, and said with a cold face, "I want to take pictures and find him!"

Cheng Zi: "But we are your fans, brother, and we don't like Qin Xinghe, so what's the use of asking for his photo?"

Qin Xinghe narrowed his eyes: "Why don't you like Qin Xinghe?"

The oranges shouted: "Because we like brother!"

Hearing this sound, the He Miao people uphold the idea that what they lose can't lose their momentum, and they also shouted: "Son! Mom loves you too! Come on, son!"

"Oh." Qin Xinghe snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and began to dig the wall: "Don't like me, you all go to like Qin Xinghe... From now on, you must watch Qin Xinghe's dramas, you must buy his movies, he..."

Seeing the question marks on the faces of the oranges, he grabbed the collar of the girl in front, "Start with you, you go and take pictures with him."

I don't know what other people think about the fact that the boss is forcing you to crush your opponent. The oranges at the scene only had two words in their minds.

But at this time, Qin Xinghe's fans came to join in the fun and dragged them away.

Orange: I was kidnapped!

Yuechen looked at the unrequited expressions of his fans, and helplessly discussed with the culprit: "Is it too much for you to do this? Give them a chance to buffer, don't push too hard."

Qin Xinghe had a dog's tail grass in his mouth: "Where is it too much?"

The behavior of turning the fans of the deadly rivals into your own fans is called relying on one's own ability, and it is a disease of the brain to persuade others to follow the deadly rivals.

In the next second, Qin Xinghe looked at a certain mentally ill rival to help him win fans: "Hi everyone, I am Qin Xinghe, I don't force you to like me now, but I hope you don't hold hostility towards me, I also have a lot to like You can pay more attention to me. If you don’t want to take pictures with me, don’t force it.”

The little devil came out to speak, and the seedlings no longer forced the oranges. Because of his words, a few oranges stayed, but more chose to leave.

Qin Xinghe's face was hidden under the light and shadow.

With Yue Chen staring at him, his career of killing is bumpy!

Because there were so many fans here, Qin Xinghe and others found a nearby restaurant for dinner. After lunch, they were about to continue making money, when the director team stood up and called for a stop.

They were taken back to the hotel.

Qin Xinghe and others sat down with the director team, and the director team said: "You have violated the rules, so hand in all the money."

Zhang Ranran put the wallet on his chest: "We won't hand it in!"

Director's group: "The money is unjust enrichment, you can't use it."

Qin Xinghe took a sip of water, moistened his dry throat, and asked coldly, "Is it written in the contract that you can make money in this way?"

Director: "You guys are taking advantage of loopholes in the rules."

"First of all, it's not stated in the contract that you can't make money from selling photos. Second, why should the money we earn in an upright and aboveboard manner become unjust enrichment?"

The director team took it for granted: "You use fans to give you money."

Qin Xinghe laughed: "What do you mean we use fans to make money? We sell photos, and fans are willing to buy them with money. This is a fair and legal transaction."

Director team: "How can you make money like this!"

"What's wrong with us? 360 lines, as long as we can make money, it's our ability. Now that society is so developed, and new industries emerge every year, can you say that their money is not coming from the right way? Isn't it all making money, why should we distinguish between high and low Noble or poor, is it correct to find a physical laborer who moves bricks according to your ideas?"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Qin Xinghe took another sip of water.

Zhang Ranran frowned at the side: "That's right, why are the money we put in our time and hard work being devalued by you as worthless!"

It seems that they earn easily, but in fact, there is no such thing as something for nothing.

There are many people at the entrance of the park. They have to maintain order to prevent chaos, and they have to explain the situation to the fans who come to take pictures. Fans who don’t have cash have to take them to a nearby store to exchange money.

After half a day, their mouths were all parched, how easy it is!

As others always say, being a big star makes money, what a big star earns in a year can't be earned by an ordinary person in a lifetime.

But who has seen how many actors and actresses there are in Hengdian every year, and how many actors work hard all day, only to get a salary of one or two hundred.They can only see the glamorous people at the top of the pyramid, and what they do seems to be as simple as drinking water.

Zhang Ranran became more confident watching the program group, "It is impossible for us to hand over the money we have worked so hard to earn."

Yue Chen said: "You think this money is easy to earn, how about this, I'll take you over in the afternoon, and we will give you as much as you earn."

Since you think it's easy, go for it.

Qin Xinghe and Yuechen are living signs, and there are many fans abroad. It is easy to gather people, but the program group?Who will buy it?

The director team fell silent.

Without the director team making trouble, Zhang Ranran started counting the money in front of the program team. This morning, they earned a total of [-] US dollars.

Zhang Ranran counted with elation: "I knew it was so simple, we should have gone out to make money earlier, so we don't have to count the money every day!"

Having made money, the six of them no longer flinch when spending money.

The last leg of the trip to New York is Times Square at the intersection of Seventh Avenue and Broadway, where high-rise buildings are densely packed and it is the most prosperous shopping center in New York.

After recording today's program, the six of them will return to the voyage. They still have half of their funds left. When they arrived in Times Square, Zhang Ranran sent one hundred dollars each, and said proudly: "Today, I will pay the bill. Buy whatever you want!"

Chen Ting: "Sister Ran Ran, you are impolite when you say that. I have wanted to buy a Land Rover for a long time."

Zhang Ranran elbowed her shoulder: "Fuck you, you are beautiful."

A group of people are happy and harmonious.

One hundred dollars is a huge sum of money for them now, but in reality, no one lacks this little money, let alone buy anything. Zhang Ranran and Wu Ying each bought a souvenir as a souvenir.

Qin Xinghe kicked the money into his pocket and wandered around.

Suddenly, a slightly cool hand reached out and grabbed him. He frowned and wanted to teach Yuechen why he didn't wear more clothes, but he was dragged into a small shopping mall.

This store is very small, two big men standing inside almost fill it up.

The cramped feeling made Qin Xinghe uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"

Yuechen lowered his head and took a few boxes of heating stickers: "My mother has a bad waist and often hurts. This heating sticker is very useful, but it is not available in China. It just happens that you haven't used the money yet? I'll buy more for her."

"What does it have to do with me if you want to buy it for your mother." Having said that, Qin Xinghe still gave him the money in his pocket.

After the two finished shopping, they went to meet the other four.

The two male gods were holding heating stickers in their hands, Zhang Ranran didn't dare to tease the little devil, and laughed at the actor: "Brother Chen, why are you still buying heating stickers? Isn't it bad to be old?"

Qin Xinghe smiled but didn't smile: "Yes, Yue Chen won't do it."

Yue Chen was lowering his head and telling Wu Ying the address of selling heating stickers. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Qin Xinghe, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense, your waist is very good."

After listening to the whole process, Chen Ting was full of the words "Have you tried it?"

Zhang Ranran said bluntly: "Brother Chen, no one would say that about himself, and Xinghe, how do you know Brother Chen's waist is good?"

The Little Demon Dynasty actor glanced at the waist, "I touched it."

Qin Xinghe was wearing a coat, and he still felt embarrassed to be seen through. He slapped Yuechen on the head with a bang, and said angrily, "Stop fucking nonsense! You touched a fart!"

Chen Ting: "?" Ever touched farts?

Yuechen chuckled twice, tiptoed to Qin Xinghe's ear, and said in a very low voice: "I have indeed touched it, my own body, every day I take a bath..."

When speaking, Yue Chen was afraid of being overheard by others, so he deliberately covered the microphones of both of them.

Along with the clear voice, shallow breathing entered the ear, and the warm breath brushed over the ear, causing bursts of itching.

Qin Xinghe's ears turned red, and he grabbed Yuechen's collar: "Your uncle's Yue..."

He swallowed back the last word "Chen".

The rest of the people didn't hear what the two said just now, they only saw the film king suddenly lose his temper, Zhang Ranran persuaded: "Brother Chen, calm down."

Qin Xinghe let go of him bitterly.

This farce ended with the actor getting angry. Looking at the actor's dark face, no one dared to joke on the way back, let alone ask what it meant to have touched it.

After the recording ended, several people rushed directly to the airport.

After boarding the plane, Qin Xinghe followed Yuechen, and when he found a seat to sit down, he walked beside him, put one hand on the backrest, and forced the frail young man into a corner.

Qin Xinghe squinted his eyes, licked his white teeth, his whole body was full of danger: "You dog, tell me, you use my body, do you still touch me every day when you take a bath!"