celebrity effect

Fan Shanshan has never been so glad that she came here for a moment, she couldn't imagine what the headlines would be like tomorrow if she let Xing Yang face Yao He alone.

Is it "Public Relations with Dementia Beat up Clients" or "Party B Violently Beats up Party A, Firing the First Shot Against Oppression"?

She pressed Xing Yang's fist hard, her brain turned rapidly, thinking about what to say to ease the tense atmosphere at the moment.

Xing Yang glared at Yao He ferociously, his dark green pupils shone brightly like blades, he lowered his voice like thunder rolling in his throat: "Say it again?"

Yao He was really taken aback by his reaction, he straightened his neck and said, "Homosexuality is disgusting!"

Fan Shanshan felt that she couldn't stop the person who wanted to die, she let go of Xing Yang's hand, Shi Shiran looked at Yao He, and waited for him to be beaten by Xing Yang until he couldn't get up before trying to fight.

Xing Yang chuckled, but let go of his fist instead. He was about to say something sarcastic when his sensitive hearing caught a subtle "click" sound, which was the sound of the camera shutter.

He turned his head abruptly: "Who?"

Fan Shanshan rushed forward and pushed Yao He under the window: "Lie down, don't move."

Xing Yang caught a glimpse of a black shadow outside the window. Yao He lived in a villa, and outside the window was a vast lawn. Xing Yang opened the window and leaped across the wall, chasing the shadow.

Xing Yang was tall and long-legged, and his shadow was not too bad. The two chased away one by one, maintaining a distance of five steps.Xing Yang often goes in and out of the villa area. He knows every plant and tree here, and the black shadow is not so easy to do. There are three straight roads and two turns. He is not familiar with the road conditions. He slipped on the lawn and held the camera face down. He fell straight on the grass, like a stupid dog that got an electric shock.

Xing Yang couldn't hold back his laughter, didn't pay attention to breathing, choked on the cold wind, bent over and coughed for a long time.

"Hello." Xing Yang kicked Sombra, "It's 10:30, are you still off work?"

"Hiss—" Heiying held the camera carefully, his voice muffled, "Get ready to get off work."

Xing Yang heard the voice familiar, he squinted his eyes, bent over and pulled off Soi Ying's peaked cap: "It's you?!"

Shao Zhixing held the camera with one hand and covered his face with the other. He felt ashamed. The first time they met, they climbed a mountain side by side with an umbrella and chatted about life. Fucking big.

Seeing that he couldn't get up, Xing Yang squatted down and sat beside Shao Zhixing, patted him on the shoulder: "You can find trouble for me."

Shao Zhixing pretended to be dead, flattened his body and remained silent.

"You posted the news about Yao He's discrimination against homosexuals, the exclusive report of Qianxing News?" Xing Yang asked.

Shao Zhixing coughed, a little proudly: "Yes."

Xing Yang reached out for the camera in Shao Zhixing's arms: "Give me the things, and our debts will be cancelled."

Shao Zhixing held the camera tightly and did not let go: "I don't owe you anything."

"Then you want to stay in the game for another night?" Xing Yang asked with a smile, making Shao Zhixing's back feel cold for no reason.

Shao Zhixing curled up, turned over and tried to turn into a defensive pangolin.

Xing Yang was about to be amused by his behavior. He watched Shao Zhixing's shirt rubbed with a large amount of grass juice, and pressed his fingers on the other's back.

Shao Zhixing trembled. He ran too fast and fell too hard just now, a large piece of skin was scratched on his back, and his muscles were numb and painful. When Xing Yang held him down mercilessly, he was so painful that he burst into tears.

Shao Zhixing curled up on the grass with his face facing the ground. Xing Yang couldn't see his expression, let alone his red eye sockets because of the pain. Xing Yang said, "Your camera is so precious."

"...expensive." Shao Zhixing replied sullenly, "I can't afford it." Shao Zhixing searched for a job for three months, and finally a company asked him to come to Beijing to rent a house and eat, and his savings were running out. , Seven or eight thousand for a camera, how can he afford it.

Xing Yang felt that he was pitiful, and was so angry that his teeth itch. He put his arms around Shao Zhixing's waist and turned him over: "I won't take your camera or your memory card."

"Then what do you want?" Shao Zhixing hugged the camera tightly and looked at Xing Yang warily, "I don't sell myself." He knew Xing Yang's sexuality.

"Tch, don't worry, I don't like you." Xing Yang said, "I want a copy of what you took today. There is one more condition, you are not allowed to use these materials to report Yao He's affairs when you go back." , unless I agree."

Shao Zhixing will never bow to the evil forces: "I don't."

"Then you have a one-day tour tonight and compensation for the camera." Xing Yang threatened, "You have a criminal record once, and you don't know if you can keep your job again. And the camera in your hand, Even though it’s a micro order, plus the storage card is more than enough to cover your monthly salary.”

Xing Yang's shamelessness is rare in the world, his words just pinch Shao Zhixing's seven inches, Shao Zhixing can't have no money and no job.

Shao Zhixing opened the battery cover of the camera, took out the memory card, and handed it to Xing Yang awkwardly.

Xing Yang's bad intentions gradually grew, and he asked, "Will you report on Yao He when you go back?"

"..." Shao Zhixing propped himself up slowly and sat up. Hearing Xing Yang's question, he frowned and uttered two words with difficulty, "No."

"Unless..." Xing Yang raised his tone, guiding Shao Zhi to subdue him.

Shao Zhixing said viciously, "Unless you agree."

"Good boy." Xing Yang happily reached out to remove the leaves from Shao Zhixing's hair, "Do you get overtime pay for working overtime?"

"No." Shao Zhixing said, his movements were stiff, afraid of touching the wound on his back.

Xing Yang had noticed Shao Zhixing's strangeness a long time ago. He got the memory card and was in a very good mood. He stood up and gave Shao Zhixing a hand: "It's so pitiful, you wait for me here, I will return the card after copying the data. you."

Just as Shao Zhixing was about to nod, the sharp-eyed Xing Yang caught sight of Shao Zhixing's teary eyes following the dim light. Xing Yang approached Shao Zhixing with a gentle tone: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Shao Zhixing was stared at by Xing Yang's dark green eyes that looked like Burmese emeralds. He felt uncomfortable anywhere. He took a step back to open the distance between the two, and said vaguely: "It's okay."

Xing Yang is a born demon king who is well versed in the skills of provoking people's hearts. He said he doesn't like Shao Zhixing's style, and he is a little more considerate and meticulous.Xing Yang dragged Shao Zhixing into the backyard of Yao He's villa, placed him on a bamboo chair, and found two soft goose down pillows, one for Shao Zhixing's back and the other for him to hug for warmth.

"Wait for me for a while, and then let's go eat barbecue together." Xing Yang said, "If your boss doesn't pay you overtime pay, I'll make it up for you."

Shao Zhixing hugged the pillow and asked in a low voice, "Can it be converted into cash?"

"..." Xing Yang refused indifferently, "I can't."

Shao Zhixing hugged his poor self tightly, bowed his head and did not speak.

Xing Yang stepped into the living room with the memory card, and Fan Shanshan asked, "Is it done?"

"It's done." Xing Yang waved the memory card in his hand, glanced at Yao He, smiled and showed two pointed canine teeth, like the horns of a devil, "It seems that Mr. Yao is not very clear about the seriousness of the problem, how about it?" , Let the public opinion ferment for another night, and see what tomorrow will look like." He said with his backpack, "Sister Shanshan, it's almost eleven o'clock, you go back first, I have an appointment with a friend for supper."

"Okay." Fan Shanshan agreed, she didn't want to wait on Yao He's head at all, so she carried her bag and used her mobile phone to hail a taxi.

"Share the itinerary with me, and remember to send WeChat when you get home." Xing Yang said.

"Hmm." Fan Shanshan rubbed her eyes tiredly and walked out of the living room door.

Xing Yang looked at Yao He: "Borrow your backyard for 10 minutes."

Yao He dared not speak out, he was not as tall as Xing Yang, nor as strong as Xing Yang, so he only dared to mutter, "Damn gay."

Xing Yang heard it, and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He stepped into the backyard with his backpack in his hand, and Shao Zhixing felt drowsy bit by bit with his head down while holding the pillow.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll format the card?" Xing Yang unzipped the chain of his backpack, took out the computer and the card reader to operate it.

Shao Zhixing opened his eyes with piercing eyes: "I'm awake."

Xing Yang did not expose him, copied a copy of the data in front of Shao Zhixing, pulled out the card and returned it to Shao Zhixing, and threatened by the way: "If you dare to report without authorization, I will rush into Qianxing Information and smash your camera .”

This is a once-in-a-century bastard, Shao Zhixing took a breath, and looked at Xing Yang incredulously while holding the memory card tightly.

Xing Yang closed the computer complacently: "Let's go, please eat mutton skewers."

If Shao Zhixing had money, he would have had the guts to refuse the invitation, but Shao Zhixing had no money, no overtime pay, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Shao Zhixing responded in a low voice, installed the memory card and followed Xing Yang with the camera in his arms, weak and poor.