celebrity effect

"Ms. Yang, hello, I'm Xing Yang." Xing Yang said to a woman whose head was tightly wrapped in gauze, "I'm the publicist of Fanyun Studio."

"I know you." The woman who looked like a mummy made a dull voice, "I'm really sorry, my current situation is not suitable for meeting guests, please forgive me."

"Ms. Yang is polite." Xing Yang dragged a chair and sat down, turned on the computer and put it on his lap, "Do you need to wait for Ms. Zhu?"

"No, I told Cong Xuan." Yang Yuntian said, "I'm old and have experienced many things. You youngsters can't fool me."

Xing Yang said: "Let's get started." He opened the information sent by Zhu Congxuan, which listed Yang Yuntian's life story and Yang Yuntian's family tree in detail one by one.

"I see that you have filmed a few martial arts dramas before." Xing Yang said, "Did you do it yourself or use a substitute?"

"After 2010, the fight scenes were all doubles." Yang Yuntian said, "My physical strength can't keep up, and my flexibility is not as good as when I was young."

Xing Yang crossed out the item [After-effects caused by head injury caused by fighting], and said: "Do you know that there have been many plastic surgery and thunderstorm incidents of star actors in the past two days?"

"I know, I've been paying attention to this matter." Yang Yuntian sighed, "If they hadn't had accidents, I wouldn't have paid you to help me. I don't know how to get myself out of these things, I'm blind When I got on the plane, those reporters would definitely guess whether I was screwed up like everyone else."

"And my personality has always been a goddess of natural beauty and frozen age." Yang Yuntian smiled bitterly, "There is no such thing as the favor of gods, but I pursue the youthful and beautiful appearance too much. Even removing the delicate makeup and revealing a plastic surgery can't save it old face."

But Yang Yuntian doesn't want the outside world to know that she is still undergoing plastic surgery, admitting that plastic surgery means admitting that she is not a natural beauty, which means that the public opinion will be completely reversed, the flowers of praise will become vicious slander, and more importantly, job opportunities will be reduced.Years of extravagant life cannot bear the blow of a cliff-like decline in income, Yang Yuntian must maintain the lie, and must confidently and glamorously prove that she is youthful forever.

Xing Yang tapped the keyboard expressionlessly: "How much does your husband love you?"

Yang Yuntian was stunned: "What does this have to do with my husband?"

"It does matter." Xing Yang said, "Is he willing to do anything for you?"

"Of course he is willing." Yang Yuntian said.

Xing Yang stopped typing, looked up at Yang Yuntian, and asked, "Really?"

Yang Yuntian was silent for a moment, then said: "...we are going through the divorce process by agreement."

"Why?" Xing Yang asked.

"I can't have a baby." Yang Yuntian said, "After years of drug injections, my body is no longer capable of pregnancy."

Yang Yuntian got married three years ago. Before that, she had been in love several times, but they all ended without a problem.She thought that her current husband was the destination of her life, and that she would walk hand in hand with him to the end of her life, but ideals were no match for the temptation of reproduction, so her husband took out the long-prepared divorce agreement and chose to leave her without taking a penny. life.

"Do you hate him?" Xing Yang asked.

The silence lasted for a long time, so quiet that Xing Yang thought that Yang Yuntian refused to answer this question, Yang Yuntian said: "I don't hate."

How to hate it?He spent three full years with her, cooking together, watching movies together on the sofa, and walking the dog together. They have countless good memories, and they behaved politely even when they let him go.Even if the ending is not happy, but for Yang Yuntian, he is still a person worthy of respect.

Xing Yang slumped his shoulders and crossed out the suggestion of [domestic violence causing head injury] with some frustration.Xing Yang is not a conscientious person, he is completely result-oriented, whether he can solve problems quickly, minimize costs and maximize benefits.He doesn't care whether he wronged an innocent ordinary person, he only cares about the way out at this moment, now, at this moment.

If Yang Yuntian has a husband who loves her enough, Xing Yang will suggest that her husband come out to top the tank.Pushing her husband to the foreground, facing the star-like flashing lights, he stated the process of his domestic violence against Yang Yuntian, a detailed, emotional, and pretending to be real process of domestic violence.

If Yang Yuntian hates her husband, Xing Yang will suggest that she hold a press conference.At that time, hyena-like entertainment journalists gathered together, excitedly listening to Yang Yuntian crying and selling miserably, and vividly restoring the scene of her husband beating her.

But Yang Yuntian deftly avoided the two options that could be taken, which made Xing Yang a little distressed.

"Tell me about your growth experience, starting from when you were a child." Xing Yang said, "Do you remember what happened when you were in elementary school?"

"I don't know what is the use of that experience." Yang Yuntian said.

"I need inspiration." Xing Yang said, "Aimless descriptions can inspire me."

"Let me start with my parents." Yang Yuntian said, "My father is an English teacher, and my mother can't read. My father died of cancer, leaving my mother alone at home. She is a traditional housewife. When I’m bored and have nothing to do, I just sit on the balcony and play checkers with myself.”

Xing Yang listened patiently, and time flowed freely with Yang Yuntian's slow narration.

Yang Yuntian talked a lot, from her childhood experience to her work, she spoke without a central theme, her tone was gentle, with a kind of dull air.Xing Yang taps the keyboard occasionally, and most of the time he rests his chin and listens to Yang Yuntian telling stories.

Xing Yang hasn't calmed down to listen to a person's complete and long life experience for too long, and what he felt in an instant was the ultimate shock.One person, 50 years, can encounter such a variety of things, like a picture book with no structure, densely covered with small prints and twisted pencil lines.

"...my third uncle had vitiligo. He was diagnosed with skin cancer at the age of 55 and died at the age of 62." Yang Yuntian said, "My dad passed away two years after my third uncle left. He had esophageal cancer and couldn't eat in the later stage , I can only insert a gastric tube. I often think that I don’t need to live to be 60 years old, it is enough to die at the most beautiful age. However, I still live until the age of 52.”

Vitiligo?

A cluster of inspirations flashed in Xing Yang's mind, as fast as lightning, and flew past without a trace.

"Wait." Xing Yang said, "Besides your third uncle, do you have any other relatives suffering from vitiligo?"

Suddenly interrupted, Yang Yuntian froze for a moment, this was the first time Xing Yang spoke out, Yang Yuntian said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Wait a minute." Xing Yang quickly tapped the keyboard to check the causes and pathological symptoms of vitiligo.

The time is displayed on the upper right corner of the computer screen, 02:30 in the morning.

The web page changed, and the tabs were crowded and arranged. Xing Yang took out his mobile phone and said, "I'm going out to make a call." He closed the computer, stood up and walked out of the room, "Hello, hello, is this Dr. Yan?"

The night in Beijing is not completely dark. The golden street lamps and the flickering aviation lights on the top of the tall buildings together form a sea of ​​stars.Xing Yang stood by the huge floor-to-ceiling window and talked on the phone. His plump forehead, straight nose bridge and sharp jaw line formed a handsome and sharp profile.The frown slowly relaxed, Xing Yang let out a breath, and his expression became lighter.

Zongzhengqian called: "Yangyang, how is it?"

"It's almost ready." Xing Yang said, "It should be finished before three o'clock."

"Go back to sleep after finishing it." Zong Zhengqian said, "Sleep more, and come back to the company in the afternoon."

"Okay." After finding a solution, Xing Yang relaxed his nerves and let out a long yawn, "Good night, sister."

Zong Zhengqian's heart softened when Xing Yang called her sister sweetly, and she said angrily, "You're the only one with a sweet mouth, good night."

Xing Yang put the phone into his pocket with a smile, jumped around a few times, ran into Yang Yuntian's room, and said excitedly like a little boy with a perfect score: "I found a solution!"

"What way?" Yang Yuntian asked.

"Tell the media that you have a sudden outbreak of vitiligo and go to the United States for treatment." Xing Yang said, "You wrap your head well, and let a makeup artist remove some white spots on your neck. We will help you contact domestic charity organizations that help vitiligo, and after a series of donations , to get the title of a spokesperson. It can not only buy you a period of rest every year, but also draw a line from the current plastic surgery incident."

Yang Yuntian thought for a moment and said, "Just do this, let's try."