stay away from me [entertainment circle]

Jiang Jianxing didn't finish the meal until it was cold.

Because he had just eaten two mouthfuls of food with great difficulty, someone reminded him on the barrage that the program team had released a preview.

The preview is only about half a minute long.

Jiang Jianxing glanced roughly.

The trailer edited together the scene where the five of them first arrived in the courtyard.

I have to admit that Candy Channel deserves to be the first one. Even this kind of life variety show is edited with a sense of atmosphere, whether it is a quiet courtyard or a distant landscape, or five people coming in from outside with sunset glow or morning dew. guest.

It really feels like a paradise.

Especially... when Fu Sui walked in.

Although the camera only scanned the past for a few seconds, Fu Sui, who pulled the suitcase and pushed open the gate of the small courtyard before the sky was completely bright, was really handsome and a bit illegal.

When Fu Sui went, he was still wearing the suit and coat from the night before, as if he was a guest attending some formal event, and he could feel the indifferent temperament around him through the screen.

But even with the filter on, it can still be seen that his face is a little tired.

Really didn't sleep all night.

Jiang Jianxing pursed his lips.

"It's over." Jiang Jianxing glanced at the barrage that was swiping faster than before, basically praising him for being so good. Usually he really likes to hear these words, but today he seems to be less interested. Rubbing his face, he lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes while reposting the Weibo of the program group, blinking his eyes and whispering in a proud voice: "I know I look good, shhh, everyone also praises my 'family' 'Well, look forward to the show."

He paused as he spoke, then smiled as if nothing had happened.

family...

After getting off the Bojiang River, Jianxing also lost the interest in eating.

Not to mention the cold food, it made the days of having no appetite even worse. It was Fu Sui who was to blame, as soon as he saw him, nothing good seemed to happen.

The temporary assistant that Li Hetong rented to take care of him was only responsible for his three meals a day, and left after cooking. At this moment, he was the only one left in the apartment, and Jiang Jianxing shrank into the sofa and closed his eyes.

Jiang Jianxing had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the age of 15, wearing a blue and white school uniform, and his good brothers secretly skipped class and went to the school next door to watch their art performance.

At that time, he loved to play very much, and he was not doing business all day long, and he was not very interested in theatrical performances, he just wanted to skip class.

The good brothers sneaked into the auditorium, and Jiang Jianxing slipped into the teaching building of their school.The school next door mainly focuses on art students, and the structure of the teaching building is completely different from their school.

There was no one in the teaching building, and they all went to the auditorium to watch the performance.

Jiang Jianxing didn't see a figure until he turned to the last dance room.

It was a boy who was about half a head taller than him, wearing a simple black T-shirt and dancing fiercely.

Jiang Jianxing didn't know what kind of dance it was, but it just looked handsome and powerful.

Compared with his thin body, the other party has broad shoulders, beautiful arms, and long and straight legs.

Because his back was facing him, he could only vaguely see the other person's face from the mirror, Jiang Jianxing, a Yangou, only thought that the other person should be handsome.

Lie on the window and watched for a while, Jiang Jianxing was just about to run away, the boy seemed to have noticed his presence, stopped suddenly, turned his head unexpectedly, and the two met their eyes.

The boy was very handsome, the kind of domineering handsomeness that can't be forgotten after just one glance, with an unpleasant hostility of being peeped on his face.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned and nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Jiang Jianxing was a little dazed when he was woken up in the middle of the night by the ringing of his mobile phone. In the past few years, he had been too light to fall asleep, but he still had such outrageous dreams.

Annoying thoughts disappear when you see the caller ID.

It's past twelve o'clock, and it's New Year's Eve.

Jiang Jianxing rubbed his neck, which was stiff from sleeping, sat up and connected the phone.

"Brother! Happy New Year!" A familiar female voice sounded.

Jiang Jianxing pressed down and raised the corners of his lips, and hummed cheerfully, "Happy New Year, Lu Qian."

There was no smile in his eyes.

He really hates Chinese New Year.

"Did you eat bro?" Lu Qian asked in a normal way, "I'm going to have a New Year's Eve dinner with my grandparents tonight."

"We will watch the New Year together, brother."

Lu Qian chattered happily, and didn't care that Jiang Jianxing didn't say a word.

After talking about it, Lu Qian suddenly stopped smiling, "Brother, when are you coming back?"

Jiang Jianxing shook his hand, opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

Lu Qian didn't intend to ask him to answer, so she said to herself, "Forget it, don't come back, what are you doing here?"

"Tomorrow I have to visit my parents' graves. They should be happier if they don't see you."

"Well, I'm not coming back." Pulling the corner of his lower lip, Jiang Jianxing whispered to appease her growing agitation: "Have a good New Year, I've found someone to give you a New Year gift, and the new year is coming soon Be happy, Lu Qian."

Lu Qian stared at the white ceiling for a while, then said, "Good night then."

Jiang Jianxing said good night, and before the words fell, Lu Qian had already hung up the phone, as if she didn't need to listen to his words.

The only phone call every year is as hasty as if it never happened.

Jiang Jianxing sat there for a while, then took out his phone and sent a message.

Got a reply within minutes.

[I have to ask about this, why do I need it now?Maybe I can only bring it in, even if there is a ticket, it is already very expensive]

Jiang Jianxing bit his lower lip.

[It’s all right, as long as you can go in, thank you]

The other side responded well.

It was already the afternoon of New Year's Eve when I got a definite reply.

Jiang Jianxing had just eaten and taken a shower, and replied that Li Hetong had eaten, drank, rested, and the other party gave him a definite reply, asking him to wait at the entrance of the stadium.

To be honest, this was Jiang Jianxing's first time looking for a scalper. Although this scalper was recommended by his friend, it had been on his friend list for a few years, but he didn't expect that it would really work if he had the mentality of giving it a try.

Jiang Jianxing went to the local TV station's New Year's Eve party.

Tickets for this kind of party are generally difficult to buy, either by scalpers, or by finding someone to bring them in without even having a seat. Standing on the top floor, you can only hear the sound and see the dense crowd below you.

Since his debut, he hasn't been out much by himself, but today is an exception.

Jiang Jianxing wrapped himself in a new down jacket that he had never worn before, wore a white woolen cap and a mask, his whole face was only his eyes exposed, he put on sunglasses, and buttoned up the down jacket hat, it was perfect, even if Li Hetong came Can't recognize him either.

When we got to the place and communicated with the scalpers and entered the venue, it was already dark.

The stadium is crowded with people.

This kind of party invited well-known celebrities, and it was the first time in Jiang Jianxing's life that he was squeezed among a group of girls.

The people next to them were holding banners in their hands, and some were holding cameras. Before the party officially started, there were chaotic voices in their ears.

What I couldn't see on stage before, I actually felt it up close this time.

Jiang Jianxing smiled bored in his down jacket.

Seems to be in a better mood.

The two girls next to him looked at him for a while, and then greeted him cautiously, "Hello... Are you a male fan?"

Jiang Jianxing's eyelids twitched.

He really looked weird in his clothes. The venue was air-conditioned and it was terribly hot, but he was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and when he looked up, his face was covered by huge sunglasses and a mask.

It can be seen from the height that it may be a man.

The two girls were also bored waiting and tried a little.

Then he saw the other party nodded.

The girl's eyes lit up, "Male fans are so rare! Do you want a light sign? Do you want a hand banner? But light signs are not allowed!"

This kind of party is not allowed to use light signs, and fans will strictly abide by the requirements.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

It's also difficult for him to speak for fear of being recognized, although it seems unlikely that they will recognize him.

Jiang Jianxing could only nod helplessly.

As a result, several people who were crowded next to each other also handed over the sign together.

All are different.

The girl who spoke to him just now gave it to Fu Sui.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

How can it be so coincidental.

But even if you take it, it is unlikely to return it. With so many in your hand, whoever comes out in a while will lift it up.

Compared with the concert, the program of the party is not so intense, but the atmosphere is still very good.

This is a completely different feeling from watching a live broadcast on TV, and the joy of experiencing it firsthand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Song Hongyu!!! Song Hongyu!!!"

After a few slow songs and sketches with no jokes, it was finally the turn of the popular stars.

Jiang Jianxing's ears were shaking from being shouted by the people next to him. The key was that he could really see nothing but hear it in this place.

He is here to destroy the ears.

Until the girl standing beside him suddenly became restless.

Fu Sui came on stage.

But can't see it.

Jiang Jianxing took off his sunglasses while the people around him weren't paying attention, but he still couldn't see anything.

Fu Sui's "Happy New Year" from the microphone was quickly heard from the speakers surrounding the venue, followed by the prelude to the music.

What Fu Sui sang was actually the only slow song "story" in his new album.

The girl standing next to Jiang Jianxing also froze for a moment, and then sang along.

Jiang Jianxing's eyes lit up.

Fu Sui's previous activities were basically singing and dancing, and there were very few such stand-up singing.

"Listen to a child sitting by the window

book turned day after day

He said it was an endless fairy tale

Cut off the prince's roses..."

"The people in the story have endless things to say,

A man talks to himself..."

Jiang Jianxing pursed his mouth and closed his sore eyes. Before he could shed tears, the phone he had been holding in his hand vibrated.

Fu Sui's song has also been sung.

He performed just one song, and after he finished singing, he bowed to all the audience.

When he stepped off the stage, Jiang Jianxing heard the girl next to him sobbing and talking to the people next to him, "Why does Brother Sui's song sound so sad live?"

Jiang Jianxing grabbed the phone and froze for a moment.

Then, as soon as I put the sunglasses on my face, I wanted to run outside.

It was Li Hetong who sent him the message.

[Where are you? ? ? ? ?Why was it filmed! ! !It's not you! ! ! !What the hell are you doing at the party! ! ! ]

The accompanying picture is a photo taken from the side and front. It didn't capture the frontal face at all. It should have been captured just now. It captured the little hair and the upper half of his profile.