Inner entertainment first vase

The strokes dipped in paint faithfully paused on the canvas, Shang Mingbao stared in horror and swallowed.

Shang Lu ignored her, and made another stroke, and asked lightly: "What did you just say?"

Shang Mingbao rushed in: "Is this Brother Xiaodao?"

"if not?"

Shang Mingbao's mood was suddenly sour and weird.The sun came out from the west, and she begged Shang Lu to draw a portrait. From spring to summer, from summer coquettish to winter, he barely received one on his 15th birthday. He is a person who cherishes feathers. No free pen.

"Why do you want to paint Brother Kojima? He begged you?"

Shanglu said, "I don't think he's as free as you."

It's annoying, if it's not, it's not, I have to say something more.Shang Mingbao felt the low-level treatment at her brother's place, snorted angrily, and rolled his eyes: "Then I have a story about Brother Xiaodao here, do you listen?"

Ke Yu didn't know what he was busy these days, the two only communicated by phone and WeChat, and sometimes couldn't help but want to go to the apartment to block him, but his upbringing didn't allow him to do such rude things.The first time he heard his appearance from his own sister, Shang Lu's heart unexpectedly stopped for a moment.

He collected himself, "Speak."

Shang Mingbao baishengsheng spread his palms: "In the Internet age, effective information is gold, so there is no reason to eat for nothing!"

Shang Lu called out: "Uncle Ming."

Uncle Ming opened the door and came in. Shang Lu dipped in paint to trace the eyebrows and eyes of the master, and ordered Shang Mingbao without raising his head: "Report the number."

Shang Mingbao happily compared "ten", and Uncle Ming nodded with a smile: "Alright Miss San."

When Uncle Ming went out, Shang Mingbao waited for a while with his hands behind his back. When the mobile phone prompted that the account amounted to [-], she called out Weibo: "Neng."

Shanglu glanced at the Weibo interface, feeling a headache.

"dont see."

He was the patron, so he was too lazy to read, so Shang Mingbao had no choice but to retell the story in detail. At the beginning, there was a turmoil about the termination of the contract. Shang Lu persisted in painting and did not move for a long time, and his brows frowned slightly because of his concentration.When it came to data injection and marketing account linkage, Phytolaca began to draw again.Seeing his indifferent expression, Shang Mingbao knew that her brother was bored.

"That's how it is."

"Did Teacher Ke respond?"

"Response? How could it be possible to respond? He is fighting alone now, without an agent or a PR team, and only has a small assistant to follow him. How could he act rashly?"

Shang Lu remembered Sheng Guoer's simplicity and directness, and replied casually: "It's right not to respond, just wait until the heat passes."

"That's what you said, but you don't think this wave is data companies and marketing accounts creating topics for free?! Someone hacked him later. Although there may not be any impact in the short term, such things as data injection will have a negative effect on brands. Make an impression with the investors, then it will be difficult to make money for filming!"

Shang Mingbao was eloquent, and Shang Lu couldn't help but hooked his lips, "I've been taught."

"Hmph, you still don't believe it! It's going to be the diamond night soon, and the fashion circle is already waiting to see his jokes!" He dug out several screenshots, "Look, you can't borrow clothes."

Shang Lu put down his paintbrush, and his soft casual clothes were dappled with paint, he took off his long-sleeved T-shirt slowly, and glanced at Shang Mingbao with a half-smile: "In your entertainment circle, not being able to borrow clothes is a problem? "

"Of course!" Shang Mingbao tried his best to popularize science in the entertainment industry: "Every time this kind of red carpet dinner, female stars don't talk about it. Male stars also compare their styles and clothes. Although it's not that exaggerated, if they dress Too bad, for example, if the brand is not high-end, or it is out of season clothing, it will definitely be caught and ridiculed by the opponent. And if it leaves a bad impression on other brand PR, then it will really become a fashion abandonment in the future son."

The word "fashionable outcast" made Shanglu laugh out loud, then shook his head and asked casually, "So, which one is going back on its word this time."

Shang Mingbao reported a brand name, the ancient and noble blue blood, which has been sought after by celebrities all over the world for a century with its low-key luxury.

Such a coincidence, it is a brand that he and his mother prefer.

Phytolades bent down to pick up the clean clothes on the sofa. With the movement, the abdominal muscles and external oblique muscles showed beautiful dynamics, as if the hormones had materialized.Shang Mingbao covered his eyes: "Disorderly!"

Shang Lu said lightly: "Then don't order their ready-to-wear and couture this year."

Shang Mingbao turned pale with shock: "How can that be, Xiao Wen likes their family the most!"

The owner of the business, Wen Youyi, was born in a famous family, and she has a trivial hobby that women all over the world share—buying skirts. The strongest record is that she once bought all the high-end styles of three high-end association brands in one go. The amount directly exceeded [-] million.The two fashion weeks every year are Wen Youyi's busiest time. From Milan to Paris, and then from London to New York and Tokyo, all brand designers will personally call her and send letters, inviting her to watch the show in the first row.

It's okay if Shang Mingbao doesn't say anything, but once he said it, Shang Lu remembered that his mother's money for buying skirts in a year was almost enough for him to make two or three movies, and when he thought about buying a business and starting a company, he would be greeted by her on the phone. Feel outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is that she spends a lot of money on skirts every year, but she still uses the thermos she bought ten years ago.

"Just ask her to change to another one." Shang Lu pulled on his clothes, pulled half of the elastic band of his sports pants, and looked at Shang Mingbao helplessly: "Turn around."

Shang Mingbao turned around as he said: "You are like a peacock! You can also exude charm to your own sister!"

Shanglu took off his trousers, pulled another clean pair, and put it into his trousers while standing slowly, "Don't disgust me."

"You want to put pressure on brands to lend clothes to Ke Yu?"

Clients like Wen Youyi and Shanglu need to go to public relations immediately for any brand.Celebrities wear clothes, in a sense, they are just fitting models for upper-class customers.Of course, high-end celebrities are not separated from each other. They buy this item instead of that one, and buy this item instead of that one. There are also reasons for the blessing of stars and stars. It can also be regarded as a tripartite choice among brands, celebrities and big customers.

Shanglu smiled: "It's too troublesome."

"Then you are venting your anger on Brother Xiaodao." Shang Mingbao said with determination and sourness. ...too much!

"What kind of venting is this? Whether you buy clothes depends on your mood. The spring and summer fashion week is about to start, let Xiao Wen tell them that this year's show will not pass."

"Then when they call you, you just say, who told you not to lend clothes to Ke Yu?"

Shanglu: "No, it's because of ugliness."

Shang Mingbao: "..."

There was a rustle behind her, she turned around, and saw that Shanglu had already changed her clothes, "Then brother Xiaodao still hasn't borrowed his clothes?"

When Shang Lu passed by, she gave her a sideways glance, "Do you need to borrow it?"

Pushing open the door, he told Uncle Ming to bring over his cell phone and car keys.

Uncle Ming asked, "Go out?"

"Ah."

"Do you have dinner?"

Shang Lu thought about Ke Yu's virtue of being hot and cold when talking about love, and his eyes sank: "Not necessarily, there is no need to prepare."

Shang Mingbao followed him out: "Where are you going to play? Are you looking for Brother Xiaodao? Take me, take me!"

Shanglu: "It's not convenient."

"Inconvenient? Why is it inconvenient?" Shang Mingbao was confused and shouted at Shang Lu's back: "What is inconvenient for my own sister? He even signed on my back !"

The Porsche Taycan has the absolute quietness of an electric car and the abundant power of a sports car. When riding down the mountain road, Shanglu dialed Keyu.

"at home?"

Ke Yu was lying on the balcony stroking the cat and reading a book, the corners of his mouth were bruised and there was still some shadow left, "Not here."

Shanglu turned the steering wheel with one hand, and he reached the foot of the mountain in a flash, "Really? What are you busy with?"

Ke Yu instinctively felt that there was something wrong with his tone, probably because of a slight displeasure escaping from the low tone.It was expected to be the same, since they had been together for less than a month, he left him for almost a week, who would be happy?

He obediently straightened his posture from the recliner, showing he was busy with sincerity: "In the studio, shoot the endorsement's New Year's material."

Remember to care about your boyfriend after selling, "What about you?"

"Busy too."

Ke Yu said "Oh" slowly, and asked tentatively, "Then... hang up?"

Shang Lu simply said: "Okay."

He was so straightforward, but Ke Yu felt a little sad inexplicably, and the words rolled on the tip of his tongue before hesitating: "...do you miss me?"

An inappropriate smile appeared on Shen Shen's face, and Shang Lu still said in a calm voice, "It's okay, don't we have contact every day, I don't think much about it."

Ke Yu's heart sank, and he couldn't say anything to refute.The other party didn't miss him. If he said that he actually missed him, he felt self-righteous and pitiful, so he had no choice but to say, "That's great, me too."

red light.

Shang Lu slammed on the brakes, holding on to the steering wheel, not knowing why he was laughing.

After sorting out his emotions, he went fishing to enforce the law: "Ke Yu, I've never been in a relationship, you have, and you teach me, is it normal for us not to see each other for a few days?"

The thick color-printed photo album slipped from his lap, Ke Yu stroked the cat with one hand and rested his forehead with the other, thinking,... how the hell would I know!

Hesitantly but naturally: "It should be pretty normal."

In his serious answer, Shang Lu's face sank again: "You—"

Forget it.

He changed his words: "You are busy."

The silver Porsche electric sports car slid low-key across the intersection and sped towards the high-end apartments by the Xijiang River.

After the real estate transaction was completed, he changed the owner's information at the property, went through all the necessary access control procedures, and entered the license plate numbers of his several cars.Going straight from the underground garage to the [-]th floor, when the number of elevators climbed upwards, my heart beat inexplicably accelerated.

He even confirmed his appearance from the mirror-like reflection of Timen.

When the doorbell rang, Ke Yu hadn't reacted yet.Relying on the strict management here, he basically put an end to all messy visits.Those who can knock on the door at this time are probably—100% property.

He hugged the cat and glanced through the cat's eyes——

I fuck.

I took a step back nervously, the cat couldn't hold it anymore.

Shanglu stretched his arms flat against the door, bowed his head and waited for two seconds, then knocked on the door impatiently.The sound of dong dong sounded like a thud, this was not a knock on the door, it was a countdown to death in Ke Yu's heart.

Ke Yu swallowed, turned around to leave, and Shang Lu rang the sound tube on one side: "Open the door."

After waiting patiently for two seconds, the deep magnetic voice came again distorted: "I know you are at home, if you don't open the door, I will let the property open the door, you choose."

Ke Yu: "..."

Damn, the owner is amazing?

Jin Jianlayer crouched at his feet and looked up at him, meowing obediently.

The door lock clicked and opened.

Ke Yu felt a blur in front of his eyes, and before he had time to see Shanglu's appearance clearly, he was grabbed by his wrist and turned upside down and pressed against the door panel hard.

"'Great, me too'?" He turned over old accounts, "Who is with you?" He pinched his chin, his tone sounded low and unhappy, but the hand clasping his wrist slowly wiped his Wrist, jaw and palm.

Ke Yu looked up at him, a pair of clear black eyes filled with innocent nervousness.

"I miss you so much that I can't go on with my work. I have to go to the studio to calm down three times a day," Shang Lu said viciously, his tone suddenly became lighter, "What about you?"

He was so straightforward, Ke Yu's soles of his feet were empty, his legs were so weak that he lowered his gaze and said, "I—"

There was no need to say the word "Yes", Shang Lu turned his head and lowered his face, and kissed him.

The hand was clasped against the door panel, feeling a chill, but the soft skin on the inner side of the wrist was slowly caressed.

Just now, the slender fingers holding the paintbrush were brushing against his pulse, the veins on his wrists, the lines on his palms, interlocking with his fingers.

Ke Yu was dizzy and felt more erotic than a fucking kiss.

Shanglu pressed against his forehead, and asked unsteadily: "Is it normal not to see each other for a few days? You can see or hide? Are you bullying me for not being in a relationship?"

Ke Yu was confused: "I didn't hide from you..." "I didn't hide from me, and I didn't see me even after I terminated the contract. Does that mean I really don't want to see me?"

Ke Yu denied it categorically: "Of course not!" It took a while to react, "...you know?"

"Am I your boyfriend? You want me to be notified by Shang Mingbao about your termination of the contract with the company?" Shang Lu's eyes were deep, staring at him closely, and his tone was low and soft: "Why didn't you tell me? What do you think? I don't have the resources to share these things in the first place? Or do you have someone else who wants to share in the first place?"

He didn't ask aggressively one after another, and his tone was very slow, so he didn't give people the pressure of the storm, but gentle.Ke Yu's heart twitched suddenly when he was asked, it was completely unreasonable, "——No, I want to tell you, it's just..."

He didn't finish a sentence, but Shang Lu first noticed the bruise on the corner of his mouth: "What's wrong here?"

Ke Yu subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but was caught by Shang Lu: "Don't touch it—does it hurt?"

Ke Yu shook his head: "It's almost ready.... I was lying down and playing with my phone, and it hit me."

Shang Lu was startled, observed his expression, and then laughed, "Are you stupid?"

"I'm afraid you will laugh at me..." Ke Yu's voice softened, his face was burning.

"I'm laughing at you right now."

Ke Yu put his arms around his neck: "Then you should kiss me."

Shang Lufu kissed him again.This time the kiss was more lingering, and the big hand slid down the side of the waist, Ke Yu only felt his body lighten up, and he hugged him easily.

His two long legs were unreasonably separated and hung in mid-air, and his hands tightly encircled Phytolacca because of tension.

The person who has always been thick-skinned and indifferent to everything, is now kissing and dying of embarrassment, his whole body is shaking, and there is no oxygen in his lungs.

Shanglu supported him with one hand, his arm had a beautiful muscular shape due to the exertion of force, but it looked so relaxed, and there was no look of embarrassment or effort on his face, and the other hand could even be evened out, and he was able to hold it deeply with ease. Ke Yu's thin back trembled under his T-shirt.

Playing archery since I was a child, one for meditation and the other for holding a paintbrush in the mirror... It's all fucking bullshit, just for this kind of time.

Ke Yu didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but when she was put down, she somehow left the hallway and went to the living room.Shanglu saw the redness and heat in his eyes, hooked his lips, and whispered in his ear.

Ke Yu heard him ask: "... want?"

My whole heart was kidnapped by these two words, tied so high that I couldn't fall down.Seeing him shaking his head nervously, Shanglu laughed hotly: "Then don't."

Put the person firmly on the lap and sit tight: "Did you encounter any trouble when you terminated the contract?"

"No," he replied obediently, "it's all according to the contract."

His value has risen over the past few years, but Chenye has never re-drawn the contract with him. The share and liquidated damages are still in accordance with the previous method. The money is less, and the liquidated damages are relatively small. In summary, he actually made money, otherwise he would never have More than 2000 million to get away.

"I'm in a hurry to sell the house just to break the contract, right?"

"Ah."

"The second thing, why didn't you tell me if you were hacked?"

"You know this too?"

"I will know everything in the future." Shanglu took out his mobile phone, opened the Weibo client that he downloaded on the way, "register."

"You don't know it yourself?"

"Yes, but this account is downloaded and registered for you, so you can do it yourself."

Ke Yu entered his mobile phone number, "Password?"

"you decide."

Ke Yu thought for a while and entered "ylzd001".

Yilu Island.

"Yylzd, what do you mean?"

Ke Yu didn't look up, "As expected."

It's just nonsense.Shanglu was helpless, Ke Yu said: "No changes are allowed."

"No change." Watching Ke Yu log in, click on the homepage to change her nickname, "What's your name?"

"Shanglu."

Sure enough, he was too lazy to pick a name.

Impatiently, he casually clicked into the photo album and found a picture as his avatar. The date of birth, graduation school, and self-introduction were all filled in randomly. Shanglu didn't mind. Seeing him exit the editing page, he knew that he had already registered, so he ordered him :"Follow You."

Ke Yu: "...I rarely post on Weibo."

"It's okay." Shang Lu pecked the corner of his lips, "And those messy support club information will be super chat at one station, let's go together."

Ke Yu was shocked: "You even know this?"

"Just found out."

On the way, I found a video of popular science fans and listened to it all the way.

Ke Yu searched for it as she said, knowing that it was useless to struggle, and Shang Mingbao would even help her brother refine it later.

"My support club has actually been disbanded."

"That's why it was hacked this time?" Shang Lu asked.

If the support club is there, the purchasing power will not be supported by a few big fans, and the data will be more balanced and beautiful.A fan circle is a mass of fire and a sky full of stars. A sky full of stars has no combat power. Only when they gather together can they burn everything and be invincible.

"It has nothing to do with this." Ke Yu casually followed a few accounts, and returned the phone to Shanglu: "This is your tuba, and you will use it when you make movies for publicity and interaction in the future. Remember not to use it when you use Weibo. If you swipe and like it, you will be caught taking screenshots, don’t just follow me, and pay more attention to other actors and directors in the future. If you don’t like business, you don’t have to force yourself to post.”

Shang Lu smiled: "Okay, Teacher Ke is teaching."

In fact, he only has two social accounts, Twitter and Facebook, and the frequency of opening them is very low. They are only used for recording life and contacting classmates, tutors or research groups at school. They are never used for obtaining information, learning or chasing stars or watching current events .He has lived like this for 24 years, and he doesn't think there is any problem, until Shang Mingbao taught him this lesson today.

It turns out that the entire ecology of the mainland entertainment industry lives on the Internet, on data, or simply, on Weibo.If you don't read Weibo, even your closest person may not know anything about what he is going through.

And he was always worried that Ke Yu was in a bad mood. When he got home, he glanced at the wicker chair on the balcony, the pages of the book were spread out, the five cats were lying or standing, the hot tea on the coffee table was steaming, and the tea in the porcelain stove The incense sticks are burning, very quiet.

So what happens on the Internet may not necessarily cause storms and waves in life.

Shang Lu was noncommittal about this set of operating rules, but because of Ke Yu, he could only laugh and follow it.

"Afterwards, a PR will contact you. I don't know how you play. She is a PR company in Shanghai, specializing in entertainment and fashion brands. You can see what you want her to do, or listen to her."

He gave his name, and Ke Yu was taken aback for a moment. This is a well-known big public relations company in the circle, and the cases it brought up were all thrilling and thrilling.

"Related hot searches should be on the decline now. Waiting for PR to deal with it is too complicated. I just let the group connect directly. I don't know if it will cause trouble for you."

"...What group?"

"Shangyu Group headquarters public relations."

Ke Yu was numb, and thought, trouble would not be trouble, but people on Weibo would soon ask Ke Yu what was the relationship with the merchant.His eyes froze, "Your Weibo can't be called Shanglu, change it quickly."

If you follow him with this name, you will be picked out immediately.

Shanglu didn't care at all, "Okay, listen to you."

Ke Yu thought about it, but didn't think of a suitable one for a while, so he just replaced it with the word "Lu".

Shang Lu watched him typing, still wrapped his arms around his waist, and said, "There is a third thing."

"what?"

"The new year has passed and I haven't had time to give you a gift, can I give you a chance to make up for it?"

There is also this kind of rushing to the door to give gifts, Ke Yu raised the corner of his lips: "You actually think I will refuse?"

Shanglu laughed: "Then what do you want?"

When the opportunity to take advantage came, but he couldn't remember it, Ke Yu said, "I don't know."

"Can I give you a set of clothes? Any blue blood super-season ready-to-wear or high-end clothes are fine."

Ke Yu understood, fixed his eyes on him, then smiled lightly, half-truthfully said: "I don't want to be so ashamed in front of my boyfriend."

"No shame, that's what boyfriends use."

Super-season ready-to-wear and high-end clothing have not yet been released, and other stars are borrowed by brands on their own initiative, so they may wear them earlier than Fashion Week.Ready-to-wear is fine, but there is no out-of-season couture, and they are usually loaned out after the season is released, so there is no such thing as out-of-season.

When Ke Yu said this, Shang Lu laughed, and looked casually: "This is the rule of the entertainment industry, not the customer's."