I became popular after marrying a rebel

Wen Ya was filming a while ago, and after wrapping up to catch up with the final exams, there was no live broadcast for a while. Fans cried, made trouble and hanged themselves in the studio and his Weibo every day. Today, the live broadcast finally started, although it was a temporary one. However, the fans were very excited and spread the word, and in a short while more than 20 people watched it.

Wen Ya half-closed the door of the study, and put his phone on — he has broadcasted several live broadcasts at home, and they were all fixed in the study, sitting on the side of the desk and the wall, to ensure that there would be nothing that should not be photographed into the mirror.

He changed out of his couple-style coral fleece pajamas, found a random sweater to wear, scratched his hair in the bathroom, opened the live broadcast room, and said hello, "Long time no see, everyone——"

"I just received the news today that "Flash" was shortlisted for the short film section of the Berlin Film Festival, and "Pillow" was shortlisted for the main competition. You sister Diao asked me to advance the live broadcast to share the good news with you and chat, so It will be broadcast temporarily."

The bullet screen is brushing quickly:

【Wuwu dead ghost, you still know to come back】

[Ah ah ah daddy! ! ! "Pillow" is shortlisted! ! ! 】

[My wife is so white prpr, looking forward to the domestic release of "Pillow Ge"]

【Ah, brother, are you going to the Berlin Film Festival? I'm so happy. In order to celebrate this grand event in the film industry, I decided to book Nayuki! 】

【Congratulations Yaya!Did you just call Brother Ye?]

[CP powder gun]

【Why does the sweater look familiar】

Fans have all kinds of attributes. For a while, those who called them wife, father, brother, a group of demons danced wildly, and flew all over the screen. Wen Ya almost died of laughter when he saw it. He didn't expect that he hadn't come out for half a year. The speed can still be so high.

He managed to catch some questions from the bullet screens that were quickly passed by, and said with a smile: "Director Li called. It's not the first time he has been shortlisted for the top three. He was quite calm, so he just said to me, 'Clean up. Thing, get ready to go to Berlin', I was taken aback; then Ah...uh, Mr. Xiaomu just returned to China, and he is still jet-lagged... I don’t know yet, he should be very happy when he wakes up—"

If he was asked about Makino during the one-person live interview, he would always respond directly in this way, "Mr. Xiaomu" very slipperily.Most of the fans are boiled frogs in warm water, and have accepted the setting that the two are friends in the circle. Du Wei is physically uncomfortable, but there are only two choices: shedding fans and adapting. After such a long time, those who survived are basically not satisfied Things are immune.

[The wild cubs have returned home? ! 】

[Manual dog head, brother, how do you know that Mr. Xiao Mu is still jet-lagged after returning to China? 】

[Brothers report to each other what happened to the itinerary[doge]]

[Good guy, I call him good guy, one of my cooks knows more about my other cook's itinerary than me]

【Your sweater really looks a little bit familiar】

"sweater?"

He just dug out the sweater from the closet. It's a basic high-necked style, with thick needles and dark lines. It should be his own... but the shoulders and sleeves are a lot looser. I don't know if it's washed to pieces.

"I bought this last year, and it's a little washed loose." He casually flicked the long sleeve, looked down, and petrified on the spot.

No, the sweater wasn't his at all.

Although it is very similar to his one, the texture of this one is very special and obviously different. This one is from Makino, which is what he was wearing when he was photographed by fans at the airport a few days ago.

Wen Ya: "..." I guess he lost his mind while helping him pack his luggage yesterday.

Never mind, vignette, vignette.

Such a small overturn is not enough to break Wen Ya's mentality, he said vaguely: "It may also be bought this year, I have several sweaters like mine, I can't remember clearly, drink—"

[Don't be xjb, this kind of sweater looks almost the same, I have a similar one]

[Laughing, why do I always have the illusion that I am going to roll over today]

【Are you flying to Berlin with Director Li?Be sure to wear thicker ones, winter in Germany is still very cold]

【What is Brother Ya up to lately TOT feels like I haven't seen you for a long time】

"I, I'm filming. After filming, I'm just like everyone else. I'm busy with final exams... so I haven't had time to broadcast live—"

"Is Berlin very cold? I just checked the weather, and it feels similar to Beijing, a few degrees below zero, just wear a coat."

He sat in the study and chatted with his fans for a while. As he spoke, the door of the room was pushed open with a "squeak". A tiger-headed little orange cat skilfully ran up and climbed up the chair to the side of the study. At the long table, he walked over with a "wooooo", wanting his father to pat his butt and scratch his chin.

[Hey, has Yaya raised a cat recently? 】

[Mist Grass!quick!Let me be healthy, what breed is it? ! 】

Wen Ya was talking, he was not good at being single-minded, and he didn't notice anything wrong, so he let the cat jump on his lap, scratched his chin, rubbed his little head and ears.Guagua is on his lap, appearing from the bottom of the camera from time to time. Guagua's facial features are well-rounded, his eyes are round and bright, and his appearance is cute and obedient. The fans who see it are all cute:

[hhhh is an orange pig]

[How many times have I said that it is forbidden to dye pigs]

【Little cat can't hear this】

Guagua comfortably "wooooooooow" under his hands, Wen Ya looked at the barrage and answered the question, "Yes, it's Daju hahahaha."

"Not fat, around nine catties, the doctor said it's okay, basically healthy, just give less snacks, we're under control—"

【us? 】

【By the way, Brother Ye also has an orange pig...】

【Go away! ! ! 】

[Srds is this cat really not me, Mr. Gua? 】

【It's been two years and you've never finished it】

Wen Ya: "..."

He just completely forgot that Guapi used to be Makino’s cat. He didn’t live broadcast for a while, and he didn’t think of shutting his sons in the room during the live broadcast. The photos taken when I was a child have not been posted again since I was an adult. At most, fans just think they look like them, but they have no way to prove it.

When he thought of this, he became completely calm. Seeing that there were a lot of mentions in the bullet screen, the fans were about to pinch him, so he had to lick his son twice, put it on the ground first, and changed the subject: "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, you two are at the end of the semester. Are you done with your exams? Wait for me—”

Guapi still wanted to jump on his lap, Wen Ya couldn't laugh or cry, so he got up quickly and prepared to send Maozi out first.

He didn't know that just now he took the melon rind and sent it out, and the Jenny Turtle wandered in again.

Pressing the gourd and picking up the ladle, the cat jumped onto the desk, pulled down the phone holder, and fell to the ground with the phone holder.From the fan's perspective, you can just see the books on the bookshelf and the face of the little lion in front of the camera:

[hhhhh I feel like I will overturn today]

[wow, a big family, there are actually two cats, Mule Muller]

[Is it Maine!?The cat of my dreams!Big and gentle]

[Speaking of which, there are many books and albums on Yaya’s bookshelf, and there is actually a crystal lamp in the cabin of Upward Traveling, so cute...]

【Wait, that golden leaf ornament...】

【If I'm not mistaken... that seems to be the trophy of the Palme d'Or】

【…】

【…】

[Mist grass, why does brother Ya have a Palme d'Or trophy]

Wen Ya just locked Guapi with its father, and he felt relieved when he came back, until he found that his mobile phone fell to the ground, and a screw fell off the tripod, leaving only two feet to stand on. And my son-in-law is lying on the ground calmly like a fluffy mop. The most terrible thing is that the barrage is discussing why there is a Palme d'Or trophy on his bookshelf.

Wen Ya's eyes darkened, and he said in his heart that things must be reversed when extremes are extreme, and that extreme joy begets sorrow, and he blamed him for being so smooth and happy recently, no wonder he was unlucky.

He picked up the phone, but luckily it didn't break. He turned his head and glanced at the trophy on the bookshelf. Not wanting to lie, he could only vaguely say, "...hahaha, it looks pretty good on there."

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I think it looks pretty too】

[! ! !Holy girls, I have a bold guess]

[Hold up and say hahahahaha, after a while I scared the child so much that I downloaded it]

Fortunately, the angle at which the tripod fell did not allow them to see the two magnolia trophies on the higher floor, which really cannot be explained.

Thinking of this, Wen Ya instantly felt that the study was not very safe, so he covered the camera and moved to the living room.

Enough information was exposed in today's car rollover live broadcast, Wen Ya couldn't laugh or cry, picked up another mobile phone that was vibrating on the sofa in the living room to have a look - the other mobile phone kept receiving messages, most of them were Friends congratulated him on the nomination of his film, and some came from Diao Xuemei and Sharon. The two opinions were very consistent: you two should come out of the closet, anyway, you are already ready, and it will save us all being surprised. At first glance, I am so worried.

Wen Ya: "..."

Wen Ya held up a mobile phone and said, "I'll reply to a message first, please wait for me a moment."

He bowed his head and typed the reply with one hand. He finished typing "OK", finished typing "in a while", "Aye and I"...

Before he finished poking a sentence, a neck pillow was wrapped around the back of his neck.

Makino sat down beside him, calmly sucked on his face, dragged him over and hugged him, buried his nose in his neck and rubbed him affectionately, his voice was still sleepy, his tone was no different from being coquettish , "Didn't you say to sleep with me for a while, come to play with your phone again."

A set of movements was flowing and flowing, very natural, and before Wen Ya had time to resist, he had already sat in his arms.

He was sleeping soundly, Wen Ya subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, it wasn't hot, but a little sweaty.

But then, he realized what just happened.

At this moment, the live broadcast room has exploded.

【! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Good guy, accompany me... sleep for a while... Are you so hot? ! 】

【what's the situation? !Isn't he married? ! ! ! 】

[That's not enough, did they leave? 】

【elder brother! ! !We can't have a second marriage! ! ! 】

[Fuck me, am I in a dream, can anyone wake me up? !Is this what I can see? ! 】

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery ! ! 】

Wen Ya: "..."

Forget it, he's right here, what's there to be ashamed of?

"Ah Ye?" He poked the person beside him with a funny hand, "I'm live broadcasting, do you want to say hello?"

Makino opened his eyes and glanced at him. He was a little surprised at first, but then he bent his lips and softened his expression.

He actually greeted him in cooperation, and said hoarsely, "Hello, everyone."

[...How is sister-in-law? 】

[...How is brother-in-law? 】

【The two upstairs may wish to fight first】

Hot searches exploded.

That night, there was no official announcement or group photo.Only their respective studios announced a donation contract for a public welfare primary school.

The name of that school is Muya.

Mu Ya Mu Ya, Mu Ya, Mu Ya.

No need for a thousand words, those who understand understand themselves.

That's the best explanation they can come up with.

in a few weeks.

Berlin, Germany.

Before getting out of the car, Wen Ya stretched out his hand to help Makino straighten his tie, who was walking on the red carpet as a new director for the first time. He suddenly became nervous for no reason, and asked, "What if you don't win an award?"

Outside the car window, on both sides of the red carpet, shutters sounded non-stop, and flashes were dazzling.

Makino interlocked his fingers with him, thought for a while, and replied, "I'll take you to eat curry sausage and watch Sanssouci Palace—"

Wen Ya asked again: "Then what if they all win prizes?"

Makino squeezed his palm, and replied earnestly: "I'll take you to eat curry sausage and watch Sanssouci Palace."

Wen Ya couldn't help laughing, and gently kissed the corner of his lips, touched his forehead affectionately, and said softly: "Let's go."

So they held hands like this, and walked into the countless twinkling lights together, as if they walked into the endless galaxy together.

The author has something to say: the contestant with difficulty in finishing is finally finished,

Thanks to all the friends who accompanied me here.

The last time I wrote a novel seems to have been at least three or four years ago.

This article is considered a recovery work,

Although there are a lot of problems, I am very happy, they are very happy, and I hope to see all the friends here are happy.

The next thing is to do extra episodes, and I feel very reluctant to finish it every time.

Fanwai will probably write a lot, hahaha