celebrity effect

Time flowed like water, and Xing Yang was busy with inexplicable cases, such as whose Weibo was taken out of context, who fired CP and was sprayed by fans, and who had a low EQ and talked and stepped on thunder.Xing Yang felt like a head teacher in a primary school, dealing with messy things all day long.

In the last case a year ago, a variety show guy pushed the bride into the swimming pool during a wedding.Xing Yang received this case temporarily. He had already dealt with all the matters at hand, and sent a message to Shao Zhixing to discuss homemade hot pot for the Chinese New Year.

[Shao Zhixing: Fat beef and duck intestines. 】

[Xing Yang: Clear soup or red soup? 】

[Shao Zhixing: Can't the mandarin duck pot be used? 】

[Xing Yang: All right, everything is fine. 】

"Yang Yang, let's deal with this case." Zong Zhengqian threw the file folder on Xing Yang's desk, "Winston Hotel at three o'clock this afternoon, Si Huidong."

Xing Yang picked up the folder and flipped through it, he frowned: "Didn't this person say he would never apologize?"

"It's just a press conference, no apology." Zong Zhengqian said, "Please help watch the reporters, so that there is no trouble."

"I don't care what he said?" Xing Yang asked.

"Qianxue is in charge." Zong Zhengqian said, "One of you keeps an eye on the other."

Xing Yang nodded in response: "Okay." He tapped his phone to send a message [You choose a movie, pick a few more. 】

[Shao Zhixing: Okay. 】

Ding Qianxue has dyed her hair white. She is tall and fair-skinned. She wears a high-tailored skirt and a suit jacket, just like a model walking the red carpet at Fashion Week.

Xing Yang was wearing a casual suit, with two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, exposing a beautifully shaped collarbone. He held Ding Qianxue's arm, his dark green eyes were like green emeralds, and his demeanor was not in the least bit Ding Qianxue's way.

"The little guy is getting more and more beautiful." Ding Qianxue patted the back of Xing Yang's hand, and kissed the side of his face affectionately.

Xing Yang skillfully praised: "Sister Qianxue's new hair is very uplifting."

"Don't you feel like an old goblin?" Ding Qianxue asked, "I don't even dare to video with my mother."

"Like." Xing Yang said, "Like the most beautiful fairy in Pansi Cave."

Ding Qianxue smiled happily, her slender and thick eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, she took Xing Yang's hand, quickly put away her emotions, became indifferent and reserved, and looked at Liu Beiqi, a variety show star who got off the nanny's car and said, "Clean up your hairstyle, you look like you were chased three blocks by a dog for stealing a female colleague’s panties.”

Xing Yang held back his laughter. It was obvious that Ding Qianxue didn't like Liu Beiqi, or rather, Ding Qianxue didn't like men. Her words were sharp, meaner and more aggressive than Xing Yang's.

"When the press conference starts, you go to the seat closest to the auditorium and invite unruly reporters out in time." Ding Qianxue said, she pinched Xing Yang's cheek, "I know you don't attend press conferences very much ,do not be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Xing Yang was dissatisfied with Ding Qianxue treating him like a child, "I can do well."

"Okay, Yangyang is the best." Ding Qianxue still treated him as a child, who told her to meet the 17-year-old Xing Yang and brought him up by hand.

After tidying up, Liu Beiqi was dressed in a suit and was full of energy. He is a variety show star, so he doesn't need to be outstanding, but he chooses to be a variety show comedian because he is not very good looking.Xing Yang glanced at him lightly, walked to the seat closest to the auditorium and sat down.

Shao Zhixing, who was hiding among the reporters, was startled. He watched the tall and straight Xing Yang walk past a row of tables in the center and sit at the bottom.He couldn't help guessing why Xing Yang came here. Could it be that Liu Beiqi is Xing Yang's client?

It shouldn't be, Shao Zhixing rummaged through the forms in his mobile phone, he deliberately avoided Xing Yang's clients, so as not to cause a confrontation between the two and cause a quarrel.But the circle is so big, how could Shao Zhixing avoid it for a week, a month, or three months?

Xing Yang didn't notice Shao Zhixing. The long guns and short cannons set up in the press conference auditorium perfectly blocked a group of reporters in gray clothes. Xing Yang always looked at the face and was not interested in dealing with the group of reporters who looked like hyenas in his eyes.

On Liu Beiqi's right was his manager, and on his left was Ding Qianxue. He said, "It's three o'clock, let's get started."

What should come can't be avoided, Xing Yang slandered, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and the level 432 of Xiaoxiaole was activated.

After three or four routine questions, Xing Yang received a WeChat message.

[Ding Qianxue: Stop playing, look up. 】

[Xing Yang:? 】

Xing Yang looked up, just in time to hear a sentence, "Mr. Liu, you really don't have any self-knowledge about the Douban news you posted at 2014:7 on July 28, 20. It's embarrassing to ask me for a phone. No.' What do you think of this sentence? Not only this sentence, you have liked the misogynistic remarks on Douban, Weibo, Zhihu, Hupu and other major social networking sites. You pushed the bride into the swimming pool this time Was the behavior related to your misogyny?"

At first glance, the voice was familiar, but it was hard to tell who it was. During this period, the camera clicked one after another, covering up the personal characteristics in the voice.The flash blocked the reporter's face, and the crazily flickering light made Xing Yang dizzy.

Liu Beiqi looked embarrassed, and Ding Qianxue pulled the microphone and said: "Please focus on today's topic, and don't diverge too much." She gestured to the accompanying security guards standing on both sides of the venue with her eyes.

Three black-clothed security guards squeezed into the auditorium forcefully, bypassing the camera equipment placed around, and stood in front of the reporter who asked the question.

From Xing Yang's point of view, he could only see the struggling movement of the reporter wearing the black peaked cap. He seemed very unwilling to leave the venue, even if the reporter was invited out of the venue midway, he could get a generous red envelope.

The noise of quarreling became louder and louder, and the cameras of many reporters had shifted from Liu Beiqi's face to the audience.Yuji doesn't care who is the protagonist, as long as it can gain exposure, the title "Liu Beiqi responds to misogynistic remarks, the press conference is chaotic" is more eye-catching.

Suddenly, a security guard lost his temper and punched the reporter wearing a peaked cap with his hand.Xing Yang stood up abruptly, rushed off the stage and pushed away the security guards, and turned to look at the reporter who was looking for trouble. He froze for a moment, and the face under the hat was Shao Zhixing.

Shao Zhixing looked at him calmly. There was a bruise on his face, his lip was cut, and his eyes were full of anger and disappointment.

Xing Yang looked at him, and calmly took out a generous gift red envelope from his arms and handed it to Shao Zhixing: "Go out and talk."

"I don't want to go out." Shao Zhixing said, "I don't want money."

"You must." Xing Yang said, his eyes were indifferent, as if he had never met Shao Zhixing, "Come out with me, or you will be invited out by the security guard. You have already seen the means of the security guard."

Shao Zhixing looked at Xing Yang in bewilderment, his dark eyes glowed with mist, he bent down to put the camera into his backpack, and said, "Okay, I'll go." Go to the door.

Xing Yang turned around and told the security captain: "Who hit the person just now, you go and deal with it." He followed Shao Zhixing's footsteps and sent him to the door.

Xing Yang stuffed the red envelope to Shao Zhixing and said, "Wait for me here."

"I have my job." Shao Zhixing said, he lowered his head, not looking into Xing Yang's eyes, "Goodbye."

Xing Yang didn't keep him, he nodded and leaned against the door frame to watch Shao Zhixing leave.

Shao Zhixing was dressed in black, black cap, black jacket, black pants, black shoes and a black backpack. His figure disappeared at the end of the hotel corridor.

Xing Yang heard the sound of something breaking, like a cigarette falling on the ground, the smoke drifted away, everything was as usual, but something changed.

This is just an ordinary day, an ordinary action, Xing Yang drove past countless reporters, most of them were gentle jokes and a thick big red envelope, and he said "come out with me" forcefully for the first time.

He spent too many firsts on Shao Zhixing, too many for him to count. These firsts form two words, run quickly.

The lingering kisses like warm water concealed Xing Yang's fickleness, he has always been a scumbag who gets bored easily.He wants Shao Zhixing to recognize what kind of person Xing Yang is, to make Shao Zhixing afraid of him, and to make Shao Zhixing never come to him again.

Shao Zhixing walked forward with a heavy bag on his back. There was no work arrangement behind him, but he didn't want to stand in the corridor waiting for Xing Yang to explain, like a poor abused dog.

Why is Xing Yang, who was still planning to eat hot pot for the Chinese New Year in the morning, turned into an inhuman and indifferent look in a blink of an eye, and why their jobs are extremely opposite, spear and shield, long sword and armor. They compete with each other for false reputation. has no meaning?

Is it worth it?

Their relationship is just a whitewashed peace, Xing Yang's tender coaxing, Shao Zhixing's deliberate avoidance, and set up a rain pavilion in a crowded city, so what?

Xing Yang is a mature professional, and Shao Zhixing is immature. He needs to endure loneliness, embrace loneliness, and learn to grow up.

No one chased it out, no one stopped it, the connection that lasted for half a year was interrupted on an ordinary date before the Chinese New Year, the 15th or NO.[-] of the twelfth lunar month of the lunar calendar, it doesn't matter.

Xing Yang stood at the door and lit a cigarette, and was reminded by the waiter: "Sir, smoking is not allowed here."

"I'm sorry." Xing Yang put down his cigarette, sorted out the messy emotions in his heart, and walked back to the banquet hall.

Liu Beiqi was still practicing Tai Chi, and his words were impeccable. Ding Qianxue raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her eyes softened when she saw Xing Yang.

During the period, a few reporters who caused trouble were eliminated, and the press conference ended in twists and turns. Xing Yang and Ding Qianxue walked out of the hotel side by side.

"What's wrong?" Ding Qianxue asked, "Unhappy?"

"Yeah." Xing Yang said, "A little bit."

"I heard Sister Qian said that you made a friend, a reporter." Ding Qianxue said.

"I have no friends anymore." Xing Yang said, "I was just driven away."

"You want to know what to do." Ding Qianxue looked at Xing Yang, her light blue colored contact lenses were like the eyes of a snow leopard, clear and indifferent, "Call him to apologize, be sincere. The reporter is very useful, you will need him in the future help."

"I don't want to fight." Xing Yang said.He never asked Shao Zhixing to help spread some false news. He knew in his heart that Shao Zhixing could not agree to him, and he didn't want to make things difficult for Shao Zhixing.

"Oh—that kind of friend." Ding Qianxue suddenly realized, "A true friend is rare, where did you get it? It's better to get rid of it, so that you won't be sad in the future."

"Baby, you can't have a heart." Ding Qianxue said, "You should be a good liar."

Xing Yang stood beside the trash can, lit a cigarette, lowered his eyes and said nothing,

"Give me one." Ding Qianxue nimbly took out a cigarette case from Xing Yang's pocket with her slender fingers, took a cigarette and lit it on her own, took a puff and slowly exhaled the smoke, "Where are you going at night?"

"Xie Jisheng." Xing Yang said.