Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

The play has officially finished, but Mu Baize seems to be immersed in that feeling and can't get out.

At the end of "Let's Kill", He Dangshu was alone and became an unremarkable little teacher, walking alone, ignoring many things, and turning down many invitations with better prospects. Living only because of He Mingling's last wish...

One day, his students were discussing the matter of the general with great interest in class. He couldn't help but stop and listened silently. After a long time, he smiled mockingly. He actually believed that the broken sword has treasures. See It didn't take long for the general to live a good life here.Sure enough, within a month, the general's faction was completely suppressed.

He Dangshu took a jug of wine to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city, sat on the ground, drank by himself, the strong wind blew, tears streaming down his face...

An Yi frowned and bumped into Wen An, making him notice the man in Taichung with a lonely face, pouted his lips, and motioned for him to comfort him, usually when he is mentally fragile, it would have a miraculous effect.

Being reminded like this, Wen An could no longer ignore it, with a habitual smile on his face, lazily putting his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked over there.

"It's time to get back to your senses." Wen An patted Mu Baize on the shoulder, making him tremble, his somewhat distracted eyes slowly moved to Wen An, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "...Ah. "

Wen An frowned: "Are you okay?"

Mu Baize stared at Wen An and blinked, and then he spoke smoothly: "It's okay."

"Are you too tired? Why does your manager work? There are dark circles under his eyes, tsk tsk." Wen An glanced at the curious eyes not far away, and deliberately distanced the distance between the two.

Seeing Wen An's actions, Mu Baize suddenly remembered what the two of them said yesterday, and felt a little uncomfortable: "Yesterday... I lost my composure, sorry."

Wen An smiled indifferently, and stroked his hair casually with his left hand: "It's okay, it's okay to lose your composure at me."

Mu Baize was almost overwhelmed by the sea of ​​tenderness in Wen An's eyes, and he couldn't help throbbing again. He thought a little disgustedly, it really is cheap, even if he was hurt so deeply before, as long as Wen An has a good attitude now At that point, that heart seemed to have betrayed, desperately inciting its master to surrender, but how could it be that simple?

Wen An's cell phone rang, and he walked away a few steps and swiped the call button. As soon as he heard the voice from the other side, his face immediately slowed down. He was not as strong as before, and even spoke with a sense of comfort. Mu Baize was a little dazed, wondering... who was on the other side of the phone?

Wen An closed the phone, as if closing the warmth just now, and turned to look at Mu Baize, his eyes were a little inexplicable, as if he was a little tangled, and he paused for a while before saying: "Uncle Wen called just now. Have a good meal and invite you to come together, shall we go?"

The uneasiness in Mu Baize's heart subsided in an instant. He naturally knew that Wen An always valued his family the most, and Steward Wen, who had been with him since he was a child, was also classified among his family by him. The look just now, but Wen An's invitation, he smiled bitterly, and firmly refused.

In the past, I went to taste Uncle Wen's good craftsmanship, and at least I carried the name of a lover. Now I go, in what capacity?

Wen An nodded, but he didn't force it: "Then you go back and have a good rest, and wait for Director An's notice. If I see you lose weight next time, I will have a good talk with your manager."

Mu Baize nodded silently, Wen An glanced at him again, then greeted An Yi, and left the set.

An Yi looked at Mu Baize who was standing quietly by the side, feeling a little helpless, stepped forward and asked, "Bai Ze, in the end...can you still accept Wen An? Let me give you an answer."

Mu Baize lost his mind: "I don't know either."

Sighing, An Yi looked at Mu Baize meaningfully, and persuaded him as someone who had been there: "If you can't forget it, don't torture yourself. Although I haven't been in touch with Wen An for a long time, it's just these days Judging from his performance, he is a one-sided character. If he says he wants to chase you, then you will definitely not be able to escape his grasp. Moreover, he will treat you well and will not let you suffer any more. Do you think he Said this to lie to you?"

Mu Baize's Adam's apple twitched, and he lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart: "But I'm really scared, Uncle An, I don't want to repeat it again, I can't bear it..." His words were already a little choked up, making people feel distressed .

An Yi frowned and patted Mu Baize's shoulder, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Uncle An, don't worry, when I feel more comfortable in my heart, I can truly accept him. I'm a little tired, so I'm leaving first." Mu Baize's eyes were slightly red, and he left in a hurry.

Wen An returned home, Xi Jing was lazily sitting on the sofa, and tuned the TV station out of boredom. As soon as he saw Wen An enter the door, his eyes lit up, and he threw the remote control away, and was about to rush over. Wen An frowned. He shouted, "Are you healed?"

Xi Jing immediately braked consciously, and made a pitiful excuse: "I'm really healed."

Wen An took off his coat casually, put it neatly on the clothes hanger, then turned his head and said casually: "The filming is over, I'll take a good vacation these days, don't answer any announcements."

Only then did Xi Jing get serious: "Okay, it just so happens that "Dragon War" is about to be released, let's take a good look at the reaction before we talk about it."

Wen An nodded, leaning on the sofa a little tiredly, a little distracted.

Butler Wen calmly put the food on the table, and greeted the two of them to eat. His attitude towards Xi Jing was very gentle. Wen An squinted at Xi Jing, a little upset. Uncle Wen obviously valued him more...

The past few days passed peacefully, Wen Anwo didn't go anywhere at home, studied several famous movies, slowly figured out those people's acting skills, and even carefully took notes.Xi Jing silently accompanied him, feeling a little inexplicably proud in his heart.

It finally came to the first day of "Dragon Wars". Both Zheng You and Xu Yuan called him and asked him if he wanted to watch it together, but Wen An politely refused. The rest of the Wen family were too busy with business to make it back, but they also They all called him to tell him that they would watch it on time, and expressed regret and apology for not being able to accompany him. Wen An imitated the tone of the original owner and said a few words, then calmed the Wen family back, put away the phone and sighed.

Xi Jing watched cheerfully, but did not speak. The advertisement was still playing on the TV. He checked the time, and there were still 10 minutes left. Wen An hesitated, and finally dialed the familiar phone number in his mind, waiting to be connected. .

"I'm Wen An." Wen An didn't wait for the word to come over, and said directly: "Today "Dragon War" starts broadcasting, do you want to come and watch it with me?"

The smile on the corner of Xi Jing's mouth pulled down, and he watched Wen An and Mu Baize calmly talking. Wen An's voice was gentle, but his expression was very impatient. This contrast made Xi Jing's sharp eyesight soften again, and his eyes Turning around, he said deliberately: "Wen Xiaoan, it's about to start, why don't you come?"

Wen An glared at him, and explained to the phone in a calm tone: "My manager was injured by me a few days ago, so Uncle Wen left him at home to make up for him."

"Okay, it's okay, you have a good rest... Goodbye." Wen An put away the line and let out a sigh of relief.

Xi Jing raised his eyebrows: "I told you that you don't have to please him like this, and you are still so courteous, what's the purpose?"

Wen An couldn't help but glance at him, as if looking at a person who escaped from a mental hospital, did he take the wrong medicine?

"I just try my best to do what I should do well. What purpose can I have?"

Xi Jing rubbed his nose and swallowed the rest of the words. Indeed, it's been a few worlds, and he should have known Wen An's temper long ago.

The two of them watched the TV together, time seemed to go extremely slowly, every second, and finally it started...

The melodious singing sounded, and a magnificent palace appeared in front of everyone. Xu Yuan, who was sitting in the lobby, had sharp eyes and great momentum. He naturally waved his hands in a noble arc, and all the officials in the hall slowly stood up. .This scene seemed to be torn apart. The young king was galloping on horseback, wearing armor and blood-stained spears. Zheng You was in rags and rolled in embarrassment among the grass. People gathered in the middle, with fear on their faces, and they held on tightly to the shaft of the car, not daring to let go. Immediately, the picture was dark, as if someone had dipped it in ink, and splashed four large characters in the darkness: Dragons fight in the wild!

Three hours later, the Internet exploded, and all forums, post bars, and Weibo were posting about "Dragon War". The exquisite graphics, perfect cutting, hundreds of turns of the plot, and all the actors with high looks and acting skills, They were all very excited, shouting "the conscience of the industry". Even Wen An, who only showed three sides, was not criticized too much. It was a good start.

Wen An looked at the over-excited Xi Jing very calmly, and poured cold water on it without hesitation: "It's only three episodes, so there's nothing to see."

Xi Jing reluctantly restrained his smiling face, and said without hesitation: "Just watch."

For several days in a row, Xi Jing was frantically reading all kinds of comments, while Wen An went to Yaohuo. Walking on the way to the office, he felt the gazes all around him looking up, and he was not used to it.

Suddenly a person rushed out from the side, Wen An quickly stepped back with a sharp eye, the person staggered two steps forward, and then turned his head to look at Wen An with tears in his eyes, with a pitiful look on his face.

Wen An asked suspiciously, "...Fang Zhi?"

Fang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he obviously wanted to rush over, but Wen An stopped him with his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhi said with a sobbing voice: "Wen An, do you not like me now? I haven't seen you for a long time, and everyone in the company is making things difficult for me now, Wen An, you should help me Can you change your agent?"

Wen An frowned, glanced at the sneaky employees who were looking this way, and said coldly, "Come inside and talk."

Fang Zhi came in obediently, and as soon as the door closed, Wen An said: "Manager, you have to get in touch with him yourself, don't keep thinking about things, as for liking you..." Wen An looked at him with extremely sharp eyes. He glanced at him: "When did I say that!"

Fang Zhi was stunned. Is this... the rhythm of being abandoned?How could it be possible, his career has just started, hugging Wen An's thigh is obviously the best choice, he has paid so much, now...

He asked cautiously, even changing his address: "Master Wen, is it, did I do something wrong? Tell me, I will change it, I will listen to whatever you say, don't...don't give up I."

Wen An was a little impatient, he didn't like those slutty little boys in the entertainment industry, Fang Zhi gave him the feeling that he didn't think of himself as a man, it made Wen An want to throw him out of sight : "I've already said that you and I have nothing to do with each other. If you are entangled, you will look disgusted. If you have the strength to go up by yourself like Mu Baize, don't make trouble for me."

Fang Zhi stared closely at Wen An's eyes, the undisguised disgust and dislike made him despair, in a flash, he remembered the "Mu Baize" that Wen An mentioned just now, and said with a grim expression: "Yes Not Mu Baize? That bitch Mu Baize has been abandoned, did he seduce you again?"

Wen An shouted: "Fang Zhi!"

Fang Zhi's mind suddenly cleared, and his whole body was a little stiff. What did he just... say?

Wen An grimaced: "Fang Zhi, I thought you were quite sensible, but it seems that you are only at this level, and you are not allowed to appear in front of me again in the future!"

Fang Zhi's heart was ashamed, facing Wen An's sharp eyes, he said in a dry voice: "...Yes."

Seeing the person go out, Wen An rubbed the corners of his eyes, feeling a little impatient, the entertainment industry is indeed a mixed bag, which really disliked him, and he didn't want to step further into this circle.

After going home and talking to Xi Jing, Xi Jing was silent for a while, looked at Wen An's approval rating on the Internet, and finally nodded in agreement, he believed in Wen An's acting skills.

The broadcast of "Dragon War" has been completely finished, and Wen An is completely popular. The Yan Yizhen he created is as if he came out of a novel, which completely fits the appetite of the group of novel fans, and he is about to be praised to the sky. Even his family background, which was questioned before, has now become one of his cute spots. Wen An said he couldn't understand this.

Taking advantage of "Dragon War" being popular, "Let's Kill" also started to hype, An Yi and the three leading actors were invited to do interviews on a well-known film and television program, Wen An dutifully contacted Mu Baize, but Mu Baize did not Refuse Wen An's request to pick him up.

Xi Jing drove the car, Wen An sat on the co-pilot and looked out the window, and drove all the way to Mu Baize's residence, and picked him up smoothly.

On the way, none of the three spoke. After a long time, Wen An said: "Bai Ze, are you still busy after filming the movie?"

Xi Jing peeked secretly out of the corner of his eyes, his mouth tightly pursed.

Mu Baize came back to his senses, and said with a faint smile, "It's not really busy, is there anything wrong?"

At this time, Wen An acted like a young man again, and said nervously, "I want to take you to the Netherlands..."

As soon as Mu Baize raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a Land Rover on the opposite side rushed over quickly. The driver's eyes were red, his face was fierce, and there was a hint of madness!

Xi Jing desperately turned the steering wheel, regardless of the driveway where there were neither too many nor too few vehicles, and wanted to hide in this car, Wen An gritted his teeth, the person driving the car was obviously Fang Zhi!

Xi Jing held the steering wheel, his knuckles were already turning white, but he realized it too late, he couldn't avoid it, he wanted to hug Wen An again, but he didn't want Wen An to rush towards Mu Baize and grab the He shielded himself—

"boom!"