My soul pierces the white moonlight of my crush

Song Weiji didn't look for him after the show for a few days, but Su Yuan was happy and at ease, except that the other party's sneaky glances occasionally made him a little annoyed.

Taozi could see that something was wrong between the two of them, and the lack of communication during the whole process was quickly uploaded to the Internet by some people who cared secretly, and soon the news spread that Qiao Huai and Song Weiji were at odds.

Su Yuan didn't care about this kind of negative news, but Fang Qiong couldn't sit still.

After work was over that day, Fang Qiong came to the set specially, let Taozi and Chen Yi go first, and took them to a restaurant in person.

"I've worked hard recently. I won you a day off. You won't have to go to work tomorrow. Let's have a good talk tonight."

Fang Qiong made a "please" gesture to the dining table, and Song Weiji, who entered the private room first, put his hands in his pockets and did not move.

Fang Qiong's expression became a little embarrassed.

Su Yuan, who was following behind, passed the two of them, picked a seat by the window and sat down.Song Weiji looked at him, pursed his lips into a straight line, and sat down a seat away from him.

Fang Qiong breathed a sigh of relief.

The dishes were already served on the table, and the red wine had already woken up.Fang Qiong personally poured wine for the two of them, and Su Yuan thanked them, but Song Weiji just looked down at the tableware in front of him without moving.

Even though he behaved very shamelessly, Fang Qiong had nothing to do with him.

Being able to be Song Weiji's manager is already a big face, but this face is given by others, and Song Weiji has never looked at anyone's face.

Except for Qiao Huai.

Fang Qiong greeted the two of them to have a meal, chatting in the same way as usual, chatting about the food and wine in this restaurant, Su Yuan responded lightly.

When she was almost done eating, Fang Qiong put down her chopsticks, crossed her hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and seemed a little nervous. As a senior manager, this is rare.It's just that anyone who talks to Song Weiji has to have this kind of reaction.

He looked at the two of them and said, "I heard that you two don't seem quite right recently?"

Su Yuan glanced at Song Weiji, and smiled at Fang Qiong: "It's not like you don't know, those self-media like to exaggerate."

Fang Qiong shook her head: "I heard what Tao Zi and Chen Yi said."

"..."

"It's just the three of us today. I don't hide anything. Let me put it this way. After all, I'm the manager of the two of you. To be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure."

Fang Qiong looked at Song Weiji as he spoke. Obviously, a large part of his pressure came from Song Weiji.

This person's background is too deep and complicated, he can't manage it, and he can't train him. Even if he can't face it, what can he do? Even if Mr. Xiao is in the battle now, Song Weiji will definitely not give him this face.

"But what should be said, I still want to say, after all, I am not only representing your agent, but also the company. One of you two is the signboard of our future, and the other will only rise with the tide in the future. You don't need to care about some things, but The company cares. The company wants to make money, and Mr. Xiao invested this amount in this drama," Fang Qiong compared the numbers with his right hand, "It doesn't matter if it's me, Director Qin, Mr. Xiao, or other high-level executives in the company. Well, I don't want any more troubles, and there must be no more negative news. Now netizens are looking forward to the early start of this drama. The two of you are good-looking and good at acting. In the words of Director Qin, you have made the characters Acting is alive. Sometimes life is a drama, and drama is life. The two of you have a disagreement when you play a drama. I’m afraid that netizens have too much sense of substitution. Disagreement, it should even give people a kind of friendship that is so good that they can wear a pair of pants, and CP fans are also easy to feel substituting. Now the times are different, not only dramas with male and female protagonists can be hyped, but double male protagonists can be hyped even better. What is hype? ? Hype is traffic, and it’s the real RMB.”

Fang Qiong stopped, waiting for the two to react.

Song Weiji didn't speak.

Fang Qiong naturally didn't expect him to say anything, and turned to look at Su Yuan.

Su Yuan choked.

If it was him, refusal and denial could almost be said to be knee-jerk reactions.But he is Qiao Huai now.Fang Qiong's statement was analyzed from the correct perspective of a broker.In today's society, there is no drama that is not hyped. Many scandals are even carried out by their own brokerage companies. No one is afraid of having a lot of traffic. Star traffic can naturally drive the traffic of works. This is an eternal truth.The best hype is nothing more than actors doing fake plays for real, and the emotions in the play are brought out of the play. It is cliché, but fans will eat it.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"The only one..."

The corners of Song Weiji's tense mouth relaxed, he turned his eyes away, still a little awkward: "Brother Huai and I didn't quarrel at first, I just..." He paused, and his voice, which was originally not loud, became softer again. "I said something wrong, I'm afraid Brother Huai will get angry." He seemed to be explaining what Fang Qiong said, but in fact, his tone and demeanor were clearly addressed to Qiao Huai.

Fang Qiong leaned back on the back of the chair, and then relaxed: "I understand. But the media likes to catch rumors, you two should pay attention in the future. I will let someone write some manuscripts here, and you don't care about the rest, anyway, it is true and false It's fake and real, and what most netizens watch is a scene of excitement."

Su Yuan didn't have much hope to speak, but just nodded.It is the duty of every artist to respect the reasonable arrangement of the agent.

"Recently, there is an Internet celebrity restaurant that is very popular. I have reserved a seat for you. I will send you the seat later. You can go to have a meal tomorrow, so I have materials to publish."

Su Yuan didn't speak, but Song Weiji's eyes lit up: "Send it to me, I'll pick up Brother Huai tomorrow."

"Row."

"I have a car." Su Yuan only said this.

Su Yuan didn't say anything until Fang Qiong sent him back to the apartment.

After closing the door and taking off his shoes in the hallway, Su Yuan stood in front of the full-length mirror by the door, looking at Qiao Huai in the mirror.

"To be honest, I'm still envious and jealous of you." Su Yuan's face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be crying, "but so what, I just want to become myself now."

very tired.

Not being able to be yourself as you want is the most tiring thing in the world.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Su Yuan was still sleeping, but the ringtone of the incoming call brought him back to reality after he had escaped temporarily.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache, and his soul was contained in Qiao Huai's body. Su Yuan's deep sense of powerlessness towards this reality kept pulling his nerves.

Why did it have to be Qiao Huai?If it is anyone else, as long as he doesn't need to deal with Song Weiji anymore, even if he can never change back to himself, he will still thank God.

But now he just wanted to curse the damned fate.

Pretending not to hear, the ringtone was cut off after a while.The notification tone of WeChat rang in his ears again and again, and Su Yuan raised his hand to turn off the sound.

I closed my eyes in a quiet environment, but I couldn't calm down anymore. Even though my soul was exhausted, I didn't feel sleepy anymore.He sat up abruptly, scratched his messy hair irritably, and turned on his phone.

Song Weiji called again.

After connecting, Su Yuan said "Hello" in a hoarse voice.

The other party paused: "Did I wake you up?"

Are you fucking nonsense?Su Yuan suppressed his anger, his voice was hoarse and exhausted: "No."

But anyone can tell that this is just polite talk.Song Weiji seemed apologetic: "I seem to have come a little early."

Not "earlier", but much earlier!Isn't this guy human?Shouldn't you sleep until you wake up naturally on a one-day vacation that you have finally had?Have you never eaten or been to an internet celebrity restaurant?

Su Yuan suppressed the urge to curse and got up and got out of bed: "Are you already here?"

"I'm downstairs at your house."

"..." I didn't expect that he really came to pick him up.

Thinking of the extra time spent together, Su Yuan really wanted to see if his soul could return to his body by jumping from the 36th floor.

"Brother Huai?"

Su Yuan took a deep breath: "Wait for me for 10 minutes."

After hastily washing up, putting on casual clothes, a baseball cap and a mask, Su Yuan went downstairs.

Seeing the Audi parked by the side of the road, Su Yuan's pupils constricted for a moment.He lowered his head, pressed the brim of his hat, strode to the side of the car, opened the back door and got on the car.

Even the smell in the car is very familiar.

He really didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't deny it. At that moment, his eyes turned red reflexively.

Seeing him sitting in the back, Song Weiji's eyes were a little lost. He started the car and looked at him in the mirror: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to be asleep. Did you not sleep last night?"

Not just last night.

Su Yuan nodded slightly, closed his eyelids, and covered his red eyes: "I'll sleep for a while."

"……it is good."

Pretending to sleep is actually a physical effort, whether it is the neck, back or waist, the joints of the whole body are very uncomfortable.But compared to chatting with Song Weiji, this discomfort is a trivial matter.

The Internet celebrity restaurant was in the suburbs, and it took two and a half hours to drive. Su Yuan "slept" for two and a half hours. He didn't "wake up" helplessly until Song Weiji called him in a low voice.

When the two got out of the car, Su Yuan, who had never looked at each other directly, finally saw clearly what the young man in front of him was wearing.

He looked down at his sweater, then at Song Weiji's, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.Why can any piece of clothing he grabs be worn with Song Weiji?

Some brands often send new products to artists, and he just remembered that this sweater seemed to be given to him by Tao Zi a while ago, but he also gave it to Song Weiji.

If it wasn't for wearing only a close-fitting underwear, he would like to excuse the cool May to be very hot.

Because it is an online celebrity restaurant, there are a lot of people who come to check in.Su Yuan bit the bullet and walked behind Song Weiji. Even though they were separated by a few steps, they both wore the same tops, one was 1.9 meters tall and the other was 1.8 meters five. Walking on the road, they easily attracted the attention of others.The hats, masks, and glasses worn by the two gave people a feeling of trying to cover up.

Out of the corner of his eye, someone was whispering, and someone raised their phone.

Su Yuan pulled the brim of his hat lower.

Compared to the calm Song Weiji, he almost buried his head in his arms.Even if that's what they're here for today.