Xiaoyuji and big stars

"By the way, don't you still have my cell phone number?" Jiang Lin walked in front, suddenly remembered this, turned his head and said to Shen Mingyu.

"Well," Shen Mingyu came back to his senses, "Only brother Cai Heng."

"Give me your mobile phone." Jiang Lin continued to walk forward, with a hand stretched out from behind, palm facing upwards.

"Oh..." Shen Mingyu took out the phone from his pocket and put it in Jiang Lin's hand.

Jiang Lin lowered his head and fiddled with it for a while, then returned the phone to Shen Mingyu, with a sly smile: "The work number and personal number are both saved, and you can call them according to the situation."

"Oh...Okay." Shen Mingyu lowered his head and put the phone back. Hearing the teasing in this sentence, he felt a little embarrassed.

The two of them walked on the winding road last night for a while, and finally came to the side of the road. An off-road vehicle was parked at the intersection of the road, but it was not the one that Jiang Lin usually sat in.

"I don't know how many paparazzi will be following that car when it comes out." Jiang Lin seemed to see his doubts, and explained with a smile: "I will have a hard time if I am found here."

"That's right." Shen Mingyu nodded understandingly, he knew how much the paparazzi followed the car now.

"Go, tell me when you get home." Jiang Lin patted the back of Shen Mingyu's head.

"Well, thank you Jiang Lin...Brother, I'm getting in the car then." Shen Mingyu took two steps forward, then turned around and waved his hands.

"Let's go, let's call brother for the last time." Jiang Lin stood where he was, and teased helplessly.

After watching the off-road vehicle drifting away, Jiang Lin turned around and walked back slowly, thinking about the child he had just sent away, he felt in a good mood.Just as he was thinking, he felt his phone vibrate twice, Jiang Lin looked down, it was a message from Cai Heng: Did you have a good time last night?

Presumably Cai Heng saw that he left without saying hello last night, and he had guessed what was going on in his heart, so Jiang Lin didn't plan to dodge, and replied directly: "It's not bad."

"With that kid?" Cai Heng's message came back quickly.

Jiang Lin replied "Yes." While thinking, whether Shen Mingyu's face is relatively tender, or his manner is too young, no matter how organized the questions he asked during the interview, and some questions were even sharp, but he gave people The feeling seems to be a child.

Is this how I felt when I was three years ago?He recalled it for a while, and then denied this idea. Some of the things he experienced at that time may be unbearable now. He must have been completely reborn since then.

After a while, Cai Heng sent another text message: "Just be yourself."

Jiang Lin looked down, then put away his phone and didn't reply.

After Shen Mingyu got into the car, the driver only asked him his address, and drove away without saying much.Most of those who work in this industry have signed a non-disclosure agreement. If any secret is leaked, not only will they lose their jobs, but they will also face a lot of lawsuits, and they may lose their fortunes. No one dares to take this risk.

Sitting in the car, Shen Mingyu watched Jiang Lin's figure gradually turn into a small black spot, and felt an indescribable sense of happiness rising in his heart.

I have had a skin-to-skin relationship with a male god!And there will probably be more often in the future!

He wished he could roll a few times on the ground to express his inner joy at the moment, but after a few minutes, he silently began to dislike himself: Promise, Shen Mingyu...

The ideological activity of great joy and great sorrow was going on intensely, Shen Mingyu felt the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate twice.

He took out his phone and looked at it. It was a text message from the editor-in-chief: "Ming Yu, the interview with Miao Miao in the afternoon said it will be postponed until three o'clock, so don't be late."

What? ? ! !Interview! !He actually forgot that there was an interview in the afternoon! ! !

Shen Mingyu felt that his heart was bleeding, and he laughed at himself while replying to the text message: Is this a case of extreme joy begets sorrow...

He didn't want to think about Jiang Lin any more, and started to think about the interview in the afternoon: the materials and questions were almost prepared yesterday afternoon, and he will arrange the questions in a hierarchy when he goes back later. Fortunately, it was postponed until three o'clock, so there was still time...

Send the manuscript and photos to Luo Bin and the editor before one o'clock, spend another hour sorting out the interview manuscript, and rush to the interview location at 02:30... Shen Mingyu was muttering.

After driving for nearly an hour, they finally arrived at the downstairs of Shen Mingyu's house.He greeted the driver and rushed home.When I got home, I just sat down on my buttocks when I felt the phone vibrate twice.Please spare me... Shen Mingyu took out his mobile phone in fear.

This time, it was Jiang Lin's private number that sent a text message: "Ming Yu, when I was packing up, I found that your camera was left here. If you need it urgently, ask the driver to come back and pick it up. If you don't need it urgently, come and pick it up when you are finished." .^_^"

Ahh... the camera!Shen Mingyu rested his forehead with one hand, just wanting to grab the table with his head.The driver had already left, and if he went back to pick it up, he would go back and forth for two hours. He didn't know if he could find something useful from the pile of blurred photos. He thought in his heart, forget it, it's better to just use Luo Bin's video screenshot... …

Shen Mingyu thought about it, and replied to Jiang Lindao: "I don't need it very much for the time being, I will pick it up in a few days." He sent another message to Luo Bin, asking him to send the video to himself first.

The bad news finally came to an end. Shen Mingyu hurriedly finished writing the manuscript and sent it to Luo Bin, and cut a few photos from the video with good angles. After sorting them out, they sent them to the editor. Began to sort out the interview questions non-stop.

After everything was done, he looked at his phone. It was five minutes to two and he had no time to eat.Shen Mingyu felt his stomach. Fortunately, he ate breakfast relatively late, and he is not very hungry yet.He tidied himself up in the mirror, and hurried downstairs to take a taxi to the interview location.

The interview was scheduled at a coffee shop, and it took half an hour for Shen Mingyu to officially start after he arrived.He lowered his head to prepare the interview draft for a while, and it was five minutes before three o'clock, and he looked out the window again, but there was no sign of Miao Miao arriving.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he interviewed Jiang Lin before, it was one of the few experiences of being "waited", even though he didn't go there that late.There was also yesterday's wrap-up banquet, it seemed that Jiang Lin was also the first one among the main creators.

He felt more and more that Jiang Lin's success today was not accidental, nor was it "relying on his looks to break through the world" as some media commented at first, although he did attract a lot of attention just by his looks.

When thinking of Jiang Lin, Shen Mingyu couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

At a quarter past three, there was no sign of Miao Miao outside the window. Shen Mingyu felt that the interview questions were almost prepared, and began to flip through his phone in boredom.Jiang Lin really saved two numbers for himself, one is Jiang Lin (public) and the other is Jiang Lin (private).

Public or private?Shen Mingyu thinks the notation in brackets is very interesting.Can it be understood that the former Jiang Lin belongs to everyone and the latter Jiang Lin belongs to oneself?Shen Mingyu felt that this idea was good, and the restlessness while waiting dissipated a little.

At 03:30, Miao Miao still did not appear.Shen Mingyu picked up the phone and wanted to communicate with her assistant to find out what was going on.Just about to send it out, I heard a commotion outside.

Shen Mingyu glanced out of the window, Miao Miao finally arrived late, she was surrounded by a group of fans, she didn't know when she would be able to get out.

Shen Mingyu took a deep breath, straightened his posture, and tidied up his emotions again, so as to avoid Miao Miao seeing his impatience.

Finally, near four o'clock, Miao Miao sat in front of him and officially started the afternoon interview, but she didn't expect this to be the beginning of a nightmare all afternoon.

It's not that Miao Miao didn't cooperate, it's just that she was too capable of divergent thinking, and she was about to narrate her growth history before asking a few questions.Every question can get a long-winded answer without focus. It has only been asked for a third of the time, and more than half of the interview time has passed.

"God..." Shen Mingyu looked at her bright red lips opening and closing, and couldn't help crying in his heart: "Can you say something useful..."

At 06:30, the sky began to gradually darken, and the manager walked over from another table: "Are you done asking? How long is it? It's already dark."

"Uh... there's about one third left." Shen Mingyu looked at the interview script and said.

"Why do your newspapers have so many problems? It's almost over. Don't dig a hole for us." The manager obviously didn't trust Shen Mingyu, a young reporter, and urged impatiently: "Give it another 15 minutes, and we will have more tonight." Have dinner with Director Zhou, don't be late."

"Well," Shen Mingyu felt that all the language was superfluous at the moment, he just wanted to finish asking the question quickly, "Then let's ask and answer the following questions quickly, and you can answer each question in one sentence. .”

Miao Miao nodded indifferently: "Ask."

Finally, when the torment was over, Miao Miao's manager asked Shen Mingyu to send the manuscript to them for review before leaving.Shen Mingyu watched the group of them leave, and felt powerless looking at the interview notes in the afternoon in front of the coffee shop.

Miao Miao talked all afternoon, but most of them were invalid information, and there were too few things that could be written into the manuscript. This manuscript can be handled by himself for two days. He felt a little worried when he thought of this.

"Gu..." Shen Mingyu felt his stomach whine, and the little thing he ate in the morning had almost been digested. "Brother, bear with it." He patted his empty stomach, looking around for nearby restaurants.

After a while, he walked into a Chinese fast food restaurant. When the menu was brought up, he flipped through it from front to back, and suddenly saw potato pancakes.

He thought of the tangy aroma of food in the morning, the salty, fragrant and crispy taste in his mouth, and the good-looking man across the table couldn't help pointing to the picture and blurting out: "Well, let's have two yuan for this." Then he ordered a dish and a soup casually.

After the potato pancakes came out, he first muttered with puzzled eyes: "Why do you look like this?" Then he picked it up with chopsticks and took a bite. Stupid, why would you want to order potato pancakes!" He glanced at another pancake left on the plate, "How can there be such unpalatable potato pancakes!"

"Hey, everyone is made of potatoes, why is there such a big gap." He poked the remaining cake with his chopsticks, with a look of disgust on his face, feeling that he had no appetite.

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