celebrity effect

Shao Zhixing took the cigarette and Xing Yang lit it for him. Shao Zhixing took a sip and coughed repeatedly.

Xing Yang looked at him wonderingly: "You don't know how to smoke?"

Shao Zhixing coughed until tears flowed out, and nodded awkwardly: "No, cough, cough, not too good at it."

"..." Xing Yang took the cigarette from his mouth, extinguished it and threw it into the trash can, "If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke, this is not a fun thing."

Shao Zhixing wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed his head and did not speak.

Xing Yang looked him up and down, and then he noticed the camera strap hanging around his neck: "Are you still a reporter?"

"Yeah." Shao Zhixing said, "I changed my field and became an entertainment reporter."

"Yo, let's go together." In fact, they are enemies. The relationship between public relations and reporters is like a spear and a shield.Xing Yang glanced at Shao Zhixing, and secretly murmured to himself that the cute little reporter was so stupid, he didn't know how many times he would be tricked into this profession.

Shao Zhixing looked at the festive funeral band and asked, "Are you Lin Yizhe's friend?"

"Almost." Xing Yang would not foolishly tell the reporter that he is Lin Yizhe's publicist, he waved, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Oh good, see you next time." Shao Zhixing said.

Xing Yang walked into the rain again, Shao Zhixing trotted a few steps to catch up with him: "You take the umbrella."

"Hold it, I'm not afraid of getting wet." Xing Yang looked at the SLR camera in Shao Zhixing's arms, "This is an expensive thing, be careful not to get in the water." He pushed Shao Zhixing's hand away, whistled and left .

Shao Zhixing stood there holding an umbrella and looked at Xing Yang Shi Shiran's back, his eyes were full of confusion.Before he came here, he had inquired about Xing Yang's reputation. To be honest, "not good" is just flattering Xing Yang. There is no way to properly evaluate Xing Yang without dirty words. "People" and "Scum of the Century", Xing Yang has made outstanding contributions in the aspect of brainstorming and cursing in the Chinese field.

Shao Zhixing knows that Xing Yang is a publicist, and he is the trump card publicist of Fanyun Studio. There is no case that he can't handle. As long as he agrees to handle the matter, you will be the next one to become famous.Excellent business ability corresponds to almost non-existent moral bottom line. No one who has met Xing Yang thinks that Xing Yang has "morality". It seems that putting the two terms Xing Yang and morality together is strictly prohibited by grammar. .

The outside world spread too much fear of Xing Yang, which caused Shao Zhixing to doubt for many times what Xing Yang was doing for helping him, and how he should thank him. However, after getting in touch with him, Xing Yang didn't seem so... annoying?Even a little bit of kindness.

Xing Yang didn't know the evaluation of the cute new reporter he just met, otherwise he would have to throw Shao Zhixing's camera down the mountain, and let Shao Zhixing eat a pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

Xing Yang is not very old. He has graduated from university for two years and is 24 years old, but he is already a very experienced publicist.He has been an intern at Fanyun Studio since he was a junior, and has four years of work experience, including two years of practical experience. Nine out of ten cases he has handled are successful, and the remaining one can be settled smoothly even if he is not popular. Overturning the car really deserves the name of the studio - overturning clouds and rain.

Back to today's protagonist Lin Yizhe, Xing Yang asked Fan Shanshan to tell Lin Yizhe his plan, but before Fan Shanshan could tell, Lin Yizhe came to find Xing Yang.

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Yizhe asked.

"I asked some friends to pretend to be your stepmother." Xing Yang said, "They will make things difficult for you later and ask you to kneel and kowtow to your stepmother. Just don't kneel."

Lin Yizhe stared at Xing Yang in a daze for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "Is this legal?"

"Brother, take a look at where we are." Xing Yang turned on his phone and showed it to Lin Yizhe, "There is no signal in this poor mountain valley, can the law control us? Besides, you didn't steal or rob, and you won't get in the way if you don't kneel down Who is it?"

In fact, there is a signal, and a signal is barely supported, otherwise, why would Zong Zhengqian call Xing Yang to check the post.Xing Yang continued: "Your brother has the idea of ​​competing with you for the house, he will definitely mess with you, and he just helped me share part of the work."

"I don't care about the house my dad gave Xiaosan." Lin Yizhe said.

Xing Yang didn't care about Lin Yizhe's opinion, he clapped his hands: "Hey, that's the attitude. When you face the camera, raise your chin up a little more, and look more arrogant. Yes, try to piss everyone off."

"..." Lin Yizhe closed his mouth, he wanted to win Xing Yang's favor, but Xing Yang is a working machine without emotion.

Xing Yang said: "When you enter the mourning hall later, try not to speak, even if you speak, you have to jump out word by word. With a sullen face, tense, use your acting skills like a wooden pole, and show me a Tarzan Collapsing before, but the color remains unchanged." The earnest words mixed with sarcasm exhorted Lin Yizhe to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Are my acting skills really that bad?" Lin Yizhe asked.

Xing Yang choked, groped for a while, and said, "First of all, when we evaluate something, we must have it first, and then evaluate it, right?"

Lin Yizhe: "..."

After Xing Yang finished explaining, he glanced at his phone and said hastily: "I'll go out and make a phone call, Sister Shanshan will chat with you for a while."

Fan Shanshan came in and warmly comforted Lin Yizhe's heart that had been pierced by Xing Yang, and Xing Yang rushed out to make a phone call without looking back: "Brother Qian, are you in place?"

"It's in place, just arrived." Qian Shuncheng complained, "What kind of lousy place are you? It's so hard to find. Good guy, it's so foggy. I thought it was the Heavenly Court."

"Hurry up, the coffin will be carried to the mourning hall immediately." Xing Yang urged, "I won't look for you next time if you don't perform well."

"How can I, I promise to complete the task." Qian Shuncheng said, "It's time to hang up and change clothes."

Xing Yang put down his phone, thinking about what Lin Yizhe's cheap brother could do.He paced back and forth, and finally came up with a little clue, and the sudden sound of suona and grinding cymbals startled Xing Yang.

Lin Yizhe's stepmother was born in poverty, and when she was lying on the bed with advanced stomach cancer and dying, she pulled Lin Yizhe's father to make Ye Luo return to her roots.The problem is that your leaf has drifted too far. From Beijing all the way back to a poor mountain valley in Yunnan without signal, it really played a golden sparrow flying out of the valley.

Seeing the crowd carrying the coffin to the mourning hall, Xing Yang hurriedly signaled Lin Yizhe to follow the large army.Stepping over the threshold of the mourning hall, an old lady with wrinkled face like an ancient tree was speaking Yunnan dialect. Xing Yang couldn't understand it, so he looked around to see if there was anyone he knew among the guests.

Xing Yang is very good at recognizing faces. As long as he has met people, not only the name and face match, but also the name can be called accurately, which makes people feel very kind.Lin Yizhe's younger brother, Lin Yizhe's father, Lin Yizhe's stepmother's brothers and sisters, Xing Yang counted silently in his heart, and how many reporters—wait, Qianlang Entertainment, Feihu Entertainment?Xing Yang snapped his fingers and said Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

If someone hadn't reported this kind of suona in the big valley accompanied by the funeral of the Great God, how could the entertainment journalists in the first-tier cities condescend to come and report it.If Lin Yizhe's acting in this scene is not more exciting, it will really disappoint the expectations of these reporters.

Fan Shanshan stood five steps behind Lin Yizhe, inadvertently looking at Xing Yang next to the pillar of the mourning hall.Fan Shanshan bit her back molars, Xing Yang's dark green cat-like eyes rolled around, she was definitely thinking of some bad idea.

Xing Yang is of mixed blood. As for which country's blood he is mixed with, no one knows, and Xing Yang himself does not know.The dark green eyes are very deceptive. When Fan Shanshan first met Xing Yang, Xing Yang was 17 years old.The juicy young man is tall and straight, like a vigorously growing bamboo shoot. His hybrid face is as beautiful as an elf, with three-dimensional eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a mouth that looks like it has been smeared with honey.

Fanyun Studio is a group of young women, the oldest one is Xing Yang's sister Zong Zhengqian. The 17-year-old boy coaxed the whole studio into ecstasy, and within half a month of getting along, all the sisters suddenly realized that what an elf is, this is a big devil in elf skin.

Zongzhengqian laughed at them: "I told you several times, this little guy was summoned by my talisman."

When someone else’s child was 17 years old, they were just beginning to fall in love. They were more shy and shy when facing the opposite sex. Did you do the hairstyle yourself? It looks very gentle."

Sure enough, Xing Yang is an orthodox gay.

Still a rare 1.

Fan Shanshan sighed, it would be impossible for Fanyun Studio to recruit a straight man, after all, a straight man's nerves cannot bear such a great pressure and impact.