[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

After Jiang Yan entered the automatic glass door, she felt like she had come to the world from hell.

Different from the cold wind outside that constantly cut through the legs wearing only thin stockings like a sharp knife, the indoor air conditioner is at a suitable temperature, and the whole person instantly falls into a situation that is enough to be said to be happy.

She resisted the urge to complain, maintained a dignified and polite smile, and was surrounded by her team and walked towards the studio where she was going to participate in the show.

Although she was no longer interested in everything around her, she still couldn't help raising her head to pay attention when women's screams kept ringing in the hall.

Probably because the other party's personal style and aura were too strong, Jiang Yan saw the man standing under the huge chandelier with frowning eyebrows at a glance.

——President of Changlan Film and Television.

——If I remember correctly, his surname is Yue.

Although the other party was at the center of the matter, he didn't seem to mind. He stared blankly in front of him, as if he was in a daze.

This made her different from the smiling king-like demeanor she had seen a few times before. After the irresistible demeanor faded, Jiang Yan noticed for the first time that the other party was indeed a beauty that was not inferior to those in the circle.

A person with beautiful legs and a high body is a winner in life.

Jiang Yan said with emotion, and then moved her eyes again, and saw Jiao Junxiang who was considered an acquaintance.

So you can't say hello.

Jiang Yan greeted her manager and walked towards Yue Changlan and his party.

She regretted it halfway.

She thought the screaming was because someone fell or something, but the words coming into her ears now seemed to suggest that it wasn't that simple.

The sharp female voice hoarsely said: "You guys forced me! You want to force me to death! Then I have nothing to fear!"

Such words seemed very ominous, Jiang Yan pulled her agent to stop, feeling that she should not get involved.

She walked through the crowd and saw a woman lying on the ground, struggling to get up with her bag.

Without knowing the previous situation, Jiang Yan felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

Perhaps because the same situation had happened to her, she could not help empathizing.

Yue Changlan is really cruel - perhaps in their position, it is inevitable that they are all cruel people.She couldn't help but preconceived such thoughts.

At this moment, she heard her agent say in surprise, "Isn't this Xue Zhenzhen?"

"Who?" Jiang Yan asked in a low voice.

"Wei Zheng's former manager was Gu Zhanqiao's assistant."

When the matter involved Wei Zheng and Gu Zhanqiao, the balance in Jiang Yan's heart quickly tilted.

The poor woman who fell on the ground instantly turned into a terrifying woman with ulterior motives. She whispered: "Why, Yue is always being entangled? Should we help them?"

Before getting a reply, Xue Zhenzhen, who was lying on the ground, had already stood up completely, and she seemed to say a few more words, but Jiang Yan didn't hear clearly, only saw her suddenly step forward, dodging the security guard in front of Yue Changlan, and went to Yue Changlan stuffed something in his hand, then turned around with a perverted smile, and ran towards them.

Xue Zhenzhen's appearance looked really abnormal. Jiang Yan was pulled away, but the other party seemed to have seen her, showing excitement, reached into the bag, grabbed a handful of things and threw it towards Jiang Yan.

The broker couldn't help screaming.

Jiang Yan used her bag to cover her face, and at the same time, someone was already in front of her, using a briefcase to slap the thrown things away.

Suddenly, scattered pieces of paper floated in the sky.

What Xue Zhenzhen threw over was not a dangerous item, it turned out to be just a photo.

The scattered photos flew into the sky and fell down——

When this incident happened, Jiang Yan had already realized that this might be something best not to watch.

But she did see it.

Printed among the eloquent photos is a scene that is really familiar to her.

Gu Zhanqiao and Mo Tongtong embraced each other under the starry sky, and she could still think of how beautiful the scene Wei Zheng recorded was.

She was dumbfounded—

What she thought had been deleted suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, but she couldn't think of anything else to say except one bad word.

Xie Fangcong looked at Mo Tongtong who seemed to be sitting calmly in front of her, and his heart was full of disbelief.

"So, this is the power of love? You can actually sit down and drink in such a coffee shop."

Mo Tongtong put the coffee cups of tiramisu and paper towels in a row in front of her, and continued to arrange the sugar cubes with a spoon in the way she liked.

She ignored Xie Fangcong's emotion, and said bluntly: "Is it really okay to give this, it looks very ordinary."

Xie Fangcong showed a confident expression: "Although it seems to be an ordinary thing, it is precisely because of the power it can display that it has been ranked among the top gifts worth giving for a long time."

Mo Tongtong opened the small box in front of her eyes.

The slender and delicate sterling silver ring shone with tiny gleams under the dim light.

"Because Gu Zhanqiao is a public figure, I may not be able to wear this ring, so I matched it with a chain, and it can also be used as a necklace-Oh my god, I really thought too much."

Mo Tongtong was noncommittal to Xie Fangcong's self-boasting, and her fingers slid across the cold ring lightly, gathering courage for what she was going to do next.

——I wonder if Gu Zhanqiao will be satisfied with such a Christmas surprise.

Xie Fangcong, an Internet-addicted man, swiped his phone while drinking fruit juice.

"The fact that the ring styles are all designed by you is romantic enough to make a girl suffocate—you can actually draw the circumference of Gu Zhanqiao's fingers without using data. What are you doing usually?"

Saying so, Xie Fang smiled from crooked mouth.

Mo Tongtong didn't understand Xie Fangcong's implication at first, but when the other party laughed evilly while saying this, she had enough associations.

She immediately blushed and felt a little unhappy, frowned and glared at Xie Fangcong, and said, "Dirty."

Xie Fangcong argues: "Why is this dirty? Don't you have sex/life when you're in love? Don't you have sex/life as an adult? Haven't you ever had sex/life associations!"

Mo Tongtong was taken aback by Xie Fangcong's upright and fierce debate full of the three words "sex/life", and was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth in a daze for a long time before uttering a sentence: "Last time I won't lend you the game you mentioned."

Xie Fangcong: "..."

When Xie Fang was about to shoot the case, his and Mo Tongtong's cell phones rang at the same time.

The two glanced at each other before picking up their phones.

What surprised Mo Tongtong was that the caller was Lu Sanbao.

For some reason, she felt palpitations, and she had a bad premonition.

Lu Sanbao's voice barely maintained the shock, but it was still trembling uncontrollably——

"It's not good, Teacher Mu Tong, I can't contact Sister Cao, but something big happened at the press conference."

"what?"

"Someone who claimed to be Gu Zhanqiao's parents broke in."

"!"

And in Xie Fangcong's phone call, his friend said half anxiously and half excitedly: "There is a turmoil on the Internet. Someone posted Gu Zhanqiao's real life experience, and there are also large-scale photos of Mutong and Gu Zhanqiao. ——This is considered to be out of the closet, and my friend said that at the press conference just now, Mo Tongtong's biological parents cried and complained at the scene, I don't know if there will be a live broadcast on the Internet..."

Xie Fang never had time to say "The photo is real or not", when he saw Mo Tongtong had already picked up his bag and ran out.

He hung up the phone, cursed "Damn", and hurriedly chased him out.

However, after leaving the coffee shop, Mo Tongtong was nowhere to be seen on the busy street.

The night of December 12 is called Christmas Eve.

Christmas songs were played on the street, even if the brisk music was played by a low-quality speaker, the people immersed in this atmosphere couldn't help but start to jump for joy.

Someone is selling apples and flowers on the street, and the girls passing by let out carefree laughter.

Standing at the door of the coffee shop, Xie Fang let out a deep breath. The white mist spread before his eyes, and he felt very cold just looking at it.

The cold wind carried tiny icicles and rolled into the neck that he had forgotten to wear a scarf. He shivered and shrank his neck, half-closed his eyes and looked at the dark night sky like a black hole.

Small white flakes fell from the sky.

He reached out to pick it up, watched the white ice crystals melt in his hand, and confirmed that it was indeed a snowflake, not a piece of paper thrown by an unscrupulous merchant.

The first snow of this winter fell just in time.

"Should I add a heavy bgm or something..." Xie Fangcong muttered, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the parking lot.

In any case, the first thing to do is to find a solution.

When Gu Zhanqiao was pulled out of the press conference by Lu Sanbao, she didn't know what happened.

No, to be precise, her brain was no longer able to process such information.

When the rather old-looking couple suddenly rushed up and hugged her legs, she was already in a daze.

The flash lights kept flickering in her eyes, but she couldn't even blink, and when she finally managed to blink, she realized that she was crying continuously.

Assistant Li was frightened by her appearance, and kept talking loudly in her ear while driving away the surrounding reporters.

But she couldn't hear anything, and the scene just now kept replaying in her mind.

They called "Daughter" and rushed up suddenly. She subconsciously backed away. The high heels made her unable to maintain her balance, and she almost fell to the ground.

and after?

She didn't seem to see it, and she couldn't remember it.

She thought, oh, this is the person who texted her three years ago, this is the person who claimed to be her biological parent.

But completely different.

It is completely different from what I imagined, fantasized, and occasionally saw in dreams.

She couldn't help but think of her parents, the first time they finished acting in a movie, the first time they faced the camera and the flash.

She was so nervous that she couldn't laugh, she pursed her lips and looked around stiffly.

But her heart was jumping with joy, and an unknown joy filled her brain, making her tremble and her palms sweat.

She looked down the stage and saw them smiling and encouraging her, and said to her, "Qiao Qiao, you are awesome."

She remembered again.

On that night ten years ago, she felt weightless and nauseous in her sleep.

She wanted to open her eyes but couldn't, and then she heard someone softly whispering in her ear: "Qiao Qiao, live a good life and do what you like."

She said, "Be happy no matter what, Jojo."

With tears in her eyes and confusion, she felt as if she had been pulled into a car driven by a stranger.

The man said: "It's really those crazy reporters, don't worry they don't know my car, let's just drive out like this."

Assistant Li called out slowly: "Wait a minute, where is Lu Sanbao? You are not one of us—who are you?"