Did the idol fall off the horse today? [rebirth]

A bouquet of light red double-petal camellias, with a few plain white flowers in the middle, is a very strong and bright color in the middle of the night.

The elegant fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, Jiang Yuan bent down slowly, picked up his hat, and walked to the tea table.It was he who judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain... It turns out that flowers are waiting for him here.

A lot of things happened that night, Jiang Yuan's index finger aimlessly fiddled with the petals, his eyes were blank.

After being dazed for a while, his heart moved, and he took out his phone to take a picture.However, he is really not good at taking pictures. He shoots left and right, moves the position of the bouquet, adjusts the angle of the floor lamp, changes the color of the chandelier... After a long time of tossing, he just can't take a photo that satisfies him.

Jiang Yuan threw his phone on the sofa in a rage, thinking that Zong Yuan didn't have to work so hard when he took pictures of him, how difficult it is to take pictures of flowers that don't move and are at his mercy?

No matter what you worry about, you still have to take photos.Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, picked up his phone and settled down, and finally dared to take a photo that barely fit his aesthetics before the sound of the shower stopped.

Then Jiang Yuan opened Weibo, clicked the plus sign in the upper right corner to write Weibo, and shared the pictures he just took.

The floor lamp that Jiang Yuan had been playing with for a long time was emitting orange light beside the tea table, and the water dispenser was heating hot water, beeping, Jiang Yuan stood in front of the sofa and looked down at his phone.

"I'm going to bed first." Zong Yuan came out wearing a bathrobe and said flatly, turning a blind eye to the camellia in front of Jiang Yuan.

Zong Yuan's bathrobe was open, and the muscles trained under the guidance of professionals were lean and strong. A bath towel was wrapped around his waist, and a white towel was buckled on top of his head.

You can't guess the actor's mind, Jiang Yuan was silent for a while, "This flower is quite beautiful."

"nice! You love it."

Jiang Yuan laughed, waved his mobile phone, and signaled Zong Yuan to look here, "Netizens like it too."

"..." Zong Yuan froze obviously.

Jiang Yuan suddenly became happy. He thought that Zong Yuan must have never expected that he would take pictures and post on Weibo. Although it was inconvenient to say who the flower sender was, Jiang Yuan tactfully expressed through the comment area that the flowers were given to him by others.

There were a lot of messages in the comment area, and Jiang Yuan replied two:

——Is it the flowers prepared by Zhou?

Jiang Yuan replied no.

——What's the relationship between you and Zong Yuan? Are you really breaking up?

Jiang Yuan returned to ordinary friends, not familiar [doge]

He thought in a good mood, Zong Yuan should also be very happy to see this Weibo, right?

Because it was a camellia, many people in the comment area guessed that it was sent by Zong Yuan, and Jiang Yuan deliberately did not reply to this.

Fans know that Jiang Yuan's failure to reply is equivalent to acquiescing, just like the short video of him playing the piano in Europe; there is also the meme of "ordinary friends, unfamiliar" and can still play this meme, which shows that the two are related It's all right.

Zong Yuan paused, and asked Jiang Yuan as if to confirm something: "What did you post?"

"Flowers."

"photo?"

"Of course." Otherwise?

"..." The film king, who was as calm and calm as a mountain, suddenly had a vivid and weird expression, "Did you send a photo of this bouquet?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yuan was a little confused about Zong Yuan. He asked repeatedly for such a simple matter... Soon, he found a reason for Zong Yuan's abnormal behavior - it must be that he never showed up with Zong Yuan. Because of Yuan's daily life, Zong Yuan couldn't believe he posted on Weibo.

It's still at this juncture—it's rumored all over the Internet that he has a girlfriend.This move is tantamount to committing a crime against the wind. They were not flowers sent by the studio, so who sent them?Who is so big on face, Lao Jiang Xiaoyuan took pictures and posted on Weibo in the middle of the night.

Alas, thinking about it this way, he really wronged his little brother Zong.

"What's wrong?" Zong Yuan didn't respond for a long time, Jiang Yuan asked.

"...Nothing." Zong Yuan frowned slightly, and said uncertainly, "Well..."

The next morning, Jiang Yuan, who came out of the bathroom at three o'clock, was woken up by a series of phone calls.Glancing sleepily at the clock on the wall, Jiang Yuan wailed: "Why are you looking for me after six o'clock—"

The surrounding is empty, Zong Yuan has already woken up, nothing can stop Zong Yuan from doing morning exercises.Jiang Yuan said with emotion that the film king is awesome, he can sleep at three o'clock and wake up at six o'clock, he grabbed his phone and connected, "What's the matter?"

"Jiang Xiaoyuan, where are you now—!" Zhou Xian roared from the opposite side, "Where did you take that bouquet of flowers on Weibo?! Who sent you—"

"I'm here..." Jiang Yuan forced himself to review what happened last night and think about the reason for Mr. Zhou's anger, "Zong Yuan's family."

Zhou Xian knew that he often stayed at Zong Yuan's house, this can be said.

"So he sent the flowers?!"

"Is it that obvious?" Jiang Yuan didn't take Mr. Zhou's anger seriously, and was still in the mood to think about other things, for example, CP fan got knocked again; Zong Yuan, the potential Yuanyuan CP fan, should also be very happy .His gaze wandered around the room and stopped at Zong Yuan's mobile phone on the bedside table... I don't know when Zong Yuan will check Weibo next time.

Originally, he didn't intend to tell Zong Yuan the content of Weibo, he wanted to wait for Zong Yuan to find out by himself, just like last night, Zong Yuan didn't tell him that there was a bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, he had to wait for him to find out by himself.He didn't know what to say, what if he really went back to the dormitory at school last night, wouldn't this bouquet of flowers be bought for nothing.

As a result, seeing Zong Yuan's appearance coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yuan lost his mind and wanted to make Zong Yuan happy.Zong Yuan was happy, so was he.

"Is it 'so obvious?' It's too obvious—!" Zhou Xian on the other end of the phone slapped the table, "Go and see what Zongyuan Studio posted? I said Jiang Xiaoyuan, before you post Weibo Can you use your brain, you are a celebrity now, can you post Weibo casually?! You still think you were a freshman, when you were not popular?!"

"I'll post a Weibo..." Jiang Yuan pulled the phone away, Zhou Xian's voice was too loud, "What studio?"

"Just look at it." Zhou Xian said angrily, "By the way, use the small size to read it, don't use your large size—"

"It's late, you should have said it earlier..." Jiang Yuan had already clicked on Weibo.

He was sleepy and tired last night, so he waited for Zong Yuan to reply to a few comments, then went to take a shower, then went to bed, and didn't look at his phone in the middle.So he really didn't know what happened on Weibo.

There are too many netizens who like, comment, repost, and @ him. According to experience, only the front row of hot searches has this amount of data... Jiang Yuan's heart jumped uncomfortably, and the situation seemed to be bad.

The next second—

Jiang Yuan's voice stopped abruptly as if someone had strangled his neck.

@宗源工作室: Good evening.

The accompanying picture is a bouquet of rich camellias.

Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded.

The two bouquets cannot be said to be completely similar, only identical.

Of course, hard-picking differences can also be picked out.For example, the background light is different, the shooting angle is different, the position of the bouquet is shifted a little, and so on.

Zhou Xian: "What are you doing posting this in the middle of the night?"

"..." Jiang Yuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Could it be that he should explain to Zhou Xian that Zong Yuan was angry with him because he always concealed the traces of Zong Yuan in his daily life, so he sent a photo to get some sense of Zong Yuan's presence on his Weibo.

Well done, what Weibo did Zongyuan Studio post! ! !

Isn't it enough for Zong Yuan to post on Weibo alone? ! !

At the same time, corresponding to the furious Zhou Xian, there are Chaohua, Marketing Account, etc. who are eating melons and cp to watch the excitement.This group of people posted blogs in unison, and the core content can be summed up in three sentences——

[Jiang Xiaoyuan is online, waiting for an official answer! 】

【So Jiang Xiaoyuan and Zong Yuan didn't break up? 】

【Whether Zong Yuan went to the theater or not】

There is also Heizi sent by the opponent, who taunted Jiang Yuan:

[He was in a hurry, he was in a hurry, he started posting backwards]

[Use the actor as a shield for your girlfriend?Hiding behind others everywhere, are you a man]

[If you didn’t watch it, you didn’t watch it, and it’s useless to post anything]

[Have a girlfriend and still fry Yuanyuan cp[抱打]]

[See you in a long time hahahaha, a gentleman who personally left the field at two o'clock in the middle of the night to ensure his status hahahaha]

[Zong Yuan always shares camellias every time he is finished, and he also likes to post camellias during festivals and birthdays. It is not surprising that the studio posted a picture of camellias at night, but it was Jiang Yuan who inexplicably posted a picture of camellias in the middle of the night. Do you find it strange hahahaha]

Jiang Yuan's fans are no longer the ones who had no fighting power at the beginning. Now they have experienced many battles, and when the other party taunts, they will return in an organized and orderly manner.

Seeing that it was about to turn into a fan-black war again, the support team hurriedly voiced in Chaohua: [Everyone, don’t give Heizi a look, there is no need to knock each other on something that looks like Yuanyuantang]

With the air of contempt for the opponent, the support club still felt a little uneasy. Outsiders didn't know, but they knew——Yuan Yuan usually didn't give out sugar like this.These two people have always played straight ball style, I'm with you, you are with me, and I don't hide or explain.This time the truth is a bit like an accident, the communication was not smooth, and the two sides went astray.

So they went to ask Zhou Xian, and Zhou Xian came to ask Jiang Yuan.

Fans compiled Zongyuan's personal Weibo and Zongyuan's studio Weibo with all the Weibos that Camellia had appeared in, packaged them and sent them to Zhou Xian to find out what happened to Jiang Yuan's Weibo in the middle of the night.

Fan: I hope there is nothing wrong between Jiang Xiaoyuan and Zong Yingdi.

Jiang Yuan: I was fine at first, but after your conclusion, I have something to do with Zhou Xian.

——He didn't tell Zhou Xian that he often gave Zong Yuan flowers.

"How did you end up?!" Zhou Xian scolded Jiang Yuan crazily. When it comes to the film king, he has very little right to speak, "Why didn't you tell me about sending flowers?!"

"...Then what, don't worry." Jiang Yuan coughed twice, tactically delaying time to collect his thoughts, "I'll ask Zong Yuan first."

"That doesn't explain anything." After a pause of half a second, Jiang Yuan said, "Just tell the netizens, Zong Yuan sent me a bouquet of flowers, what can I do? They are all adults, and it's okay to stay at Zong Yuan's house for one night." Is it such a big crime? Allow me to spend money to stay in a hotel, but not save money to live in Zong Yuan's house?"

Zhou Xian was surprised by Jiang Yuan's straightforward speech, "Are you stupid for being a netizen?"

Jiang Yuan: "Then what else could it be - tell CP fans that they've got it for real? No one will believe it."

This is true, the more he hides, the more ghostly he is; on the contrary, because he always faces the reporters and the media frankly, answers fans' questions with a smile, and often makes jokes about Zongyuan... It's been a long time, fans Gradually, the netizens and netizens believed that the two of them were close friends, and they had a very strong relationship, the kind who could joke around casually.

When encountering fanatical CP fans who firmly believe in "Yuanyuan szd, put rps into reality"; or mistakenly stumble upon Yuanyuan CP-related output, when asking about the relationship between these two people in the comment area, rational CP fans will seriously clarify :[It's just knocking cp!The relationship between the two of them is too good, and they don't know how to avoid taboos, that's why they are like this!Don’t bother real people when you knock candy in private~]

"You can discuss it with him, I'll ask Brother Chen." Zhou Xian sighed, "Be careful in the future, don't make such low-level mistakes."

Jiang Yuan paused for a "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" and hung up the phone.

Turning around, Zong Yuan leaned against the door to look at him.

I don't know how much the actor has listened to. Jiang Yuan thought that he had already posted on Weibo, and the whole network was knocking on CP. The person involved would not make a move to tear up CP fans at this time, and said preemptively: "Why didn't you tell me, work Did you post on Weibo?!"

"You didn't ask." Zong Yuan answered briefly, "You didn't tell me before you sent it."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

This is a closed loop, everyone has a reason, and the fight is endless.

"How do you explain it now?"

The sun shone on Zong Yuan's handsome face, and there was a deep light in his eyes.He looked at Jiang Yuan, with a smile slowly appearing on his face, looking at them together, it was an undisguised pleasure.With such a smile, he approached Jiang Yuan, bent down to pick up his mobile phone, and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

Zong Yuan was very close in front of Jiang Yuan, with a gentle voice: "You decide."