Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

The size of the villa is small, but the facilities are complete.

There is a bar on the left of the living room on the first floor, and an open kitchen on the right.

The third floor has a gym, a home theater, and a semi-outdoor swimming pool.

The director skipped over the second floor to introduce Jiang Wangye on the third floor and frowned.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the accommodation area on the second floor, Jiang Wangye fell silent looking at the decently marked rooms 201, 202, and 203.

"Why don't you choose a room first?"

What is there to choose?

There are six guests and two ladies, and there are four people left. Two players from the BOH team that they knew before, he and Zhu Youlin are the only ones left.

His discord with Zhu Youlin has become a semi-open secret. Except for some CP fans who only love be aesthetics, even passers-by who know the two of them can tell the reason for the hostility. possible.

"Wait for everyone to arrive." Jiang Wangye put the luggage in the small living room on the second floor.

The editor and director held up the mobile phone: "Their plane is late, and they probably won't arrive until evening, why don't you two choose first?"

Jiang Wangye: "Who are they referring to?"

"It's the four of them."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Wangye's face, and explained in a low voice: "We didn't arrange this on purpose. We, mere entertainers, have nothing to do with civil aviation matters."

Jiang Wangye wanted to light a cigarette, and if he didn't smoke, he would take it.

It's fucking... so good.

Jiang Wangye now wants to discuss with Zhu Youlin about living in a room, and then have a good communication with him.

Yu Qiaobei was right, he really wanted to touch this idiot.

five years.

Jiang Wangye's cell phone screen saver has changed from "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years" to "Don't miss this opportunity and never come again".

The biggest philosophy of life that Jiang Wangye has realized in the past five years is:

Some people who are mentally retarded don't fight when they want to fight, and it will be difficult to find opportunities next time.

After becoming a famous director, Zhu Youlin made a complete transformation. He honed his acting skills in various film crews, bought some drafts to brag about himself, and was nominated for Shidi.

It's not that he hasn't been on stage before, it's basically at parties and the like, and with his "amateur" wife who buys pornographic manuscripts every day, the two of them hold hands and lip-sync on the stage, highlighting that a waste is more beautiful than a vase. Match it.

What about Jiang Wangye?

The team disbanded five years ago. When he first joined Xingxia Media, he had 100 million fans on Weibo, 50 of whom were scolding him, 20 were for hype, and [-] were for selling diet pills.

He started from scratch, taking part in song competitions and hip-hop competitions. Because of Shenchuang Entertainment's suppression, he didn't receive a decent announcement for a whole year, and was almost given up by Xingxia Media.

Yu Qiaobei took him through countless trials to get to where he is today, and the two have never met again.

Now that the sky has eyes, Jiang Wangye had his chance.

This is really the right time and place and indispensable.

"Is there a camera in the bathroom?"

The director was taken aback, this question was too new, it was hard to imagine that it was Jiang Wangye who asked it.

"Ah? How could there be a camera in the bathroom? You will be accused."

Jiang Wangye pursed his lips, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

He was in a good mood, and when he saw Zhu Youlin when he went downstairs, he even thought that Zhu Youlin was quite handsome today, and he was very suitable for being beaten.

Zhu Youlin's manager is going crazy.

It's not that she doesn't know Jiang Wangye, after all, she made up half of Jiang Wangye's black stories, but she didn't expect that Jiang Wangye's photos were exaggerated enough, and the real person was not on the camera.

Seeing that Zhu Youlin's eyes were so eager to stick to Jiang Wangye's body, the manager hurriedly elbowed him.

"Did you forget everything I told you?"

Zhu Youlin looked at Jiang Wangye, those two years in WT flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He watched Jiang Wangye go downstairs, watched him talk to the choreographer beside him with lowered eyelids, and watched him walk over step by step under the direction of the choreographer.

Watching him walk in front of her, she stretched out her hand to him.

"Mr. Zhu, give me more advice."

Jiang Wangye just cooperated with the program group, recorded some scenes that could be broadcast, and left to go to the gym after recording.

After he left, Zhu Youlin sent away the program crew, and when he was the only one left in the room, he grabbed the manager's arm and said, "I've made up my mind, if I speculate with Jiang Wangye on CP, it will definitely become popular. The photos are all out of the circle, now that he and I are so popular, it is definitely possible to continue our relationship."

The agent's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? You are married now, why are you firing CP??"

"What's wrong with getting married? You can't pursue true love after getting married?" Zhu Youlin raised his voice unconsciously: "Anyway, fans have always been dissatisfied with my sudden marriage. Many of them think I was forced! Don't you also say that Li Dongsheng is now It can't help me at all, what's wrong with me thinking about it myself?"

"Zhu Youlin, are you out of your mind? When you two were on the same team five years ago, people were willing to fire CP with you?"

Zhu Youlin's face darkened.

"I'm just telling you. I don't give you so much money every year to let you tell me what to do. You just need to help me with marketing."

After all, Zhu Youlin didn't care about the manager's ugly face, and chased him to the third floor.

Jiang Wangye has never been to the gym very much. He practiced dance intensively, and he has obvious abdominal muscles without deliberately exercising.

After arriving at the gym, I just turned on the treadmill and ran casually.

If everyone is not present, the filming will only be released as tidbits, and the director does not insist on any exciting performances.

Just thinking about it, I saw Zhu Youlin also entered the gym and came straight to Jiang Wangye.

"Long time no see, Xiao Ye." Zhu Youlin got on the treadmill next to him, and said like an old friend reminiscing about the past, "I watched your latest drama, and it was very good."

Jiang Wangye was in a good mood, and nodded politely in front of the camera: "Thank you."

After getting a response, Zhu Youlin's chatterbox immediately opened up.

"Do you still remember that when we were in WT before, we had such a good relationship, but now we are busy and don't communicate much?"

"Hey, I almost went to see your concert in Beijing before, but I couldn't get away at that time. There was nothing I could do. There have been a lot of drama appointments these years, do you understand?"

"Speaking of which, the past two years have been pretty good. I heard that you're going to be a mentor for the third season of "National Trends"?"

Jiang Wangye glanced at him and continued to run on his own.

Within 2 minutes, Zhu Youlin's chatterbox was closed.

Five minutes later, he got off the treadmill with an embarrassed expression, and did not forget to explain: "I was filming a campus scene some time ago, and I needed to reduce my muscles."

Jiang Wangye sneered, and after running for half an hour, he picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat, and went to the bathroom without looking back.

He rinsed his face with water in the sink, the bathroom door opened and closed, Zhu Youlin really followed in.

In a confined space, without a camera following him all the time, Zhu Youlin's courage became countless times stronger in an instant.

"Xiaoye," he leaned against the wall, looking at Jiang Wangye, "I said at the beginning that we fired a CP, which would be good for you and me, but look at it now, it's far inferior to the two of us because of this fire, Is it a loss or not?"

Jiang Wangye concentrated on washing his face as if he were a buzzing fly.In the sound of water and flies, I could vaguely hear someone talking downstairs.

"My manager also thinks it's not too late for the two of us to fire CP. Xiaoye, I've always liked you. You..."

Jiang Wangye wiped his face and threw the tissue into the trash can.

He had just finished exercising, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his body. The T-shirt was sticking to his muscles with a slight dampness. He was obviously of a slender figure, but with his movements, he showed a sense of wild strength.

Jiang Wangye supported the edge of the sink with both hands, looking at Zhu Youlin in the mirror.

"Three years ago, the first film I filmed was a martial arts drama, and I played the male number four. The cost of that drama was relatively low, and the crew did not have enough martial arts replacements. I learned martial arts for three months by myself, and the martial arts praised me. , If I am not a star, I can play games, maybe I can win glory for the country."

Zhu Youlin frowned: "Xiaoye, why are you mentioning this now?"

"Later, I participated in a variety show and met a person who taught Sanda. I signed up for a half-year course with him. During the first class, I broke their teaching equipment. I asked him if he beat someone and it hurt. It’s not a trick that can be seen by outsiders.”

Zhu Youlin's expression changed: "Jiang Wangye, what do you mean? Don't forget that you are recording a program now!"

"That's right, I'm recording a show." Jiang Wangye shrugged, and then he threw Zhu Youlin against the wall, in exactly the same posture as when he was headshot six years ago.

Only this time, Jiang Wangye learned not to use so much force at once, otherwise it would be easy for people to catch the pigtails.

"You...what are you doing!"

Zhu Youlin struggled for a while, but Jiang Wangye's hand remained motionless.

The familiar posture reminded Zhu Youlin of six years ago.

The WT show ended that day, and the response was good.

Zhu Youlin broke 200 million fans, so he was very happy, so he took the team members to celebrate, but Jiang Wangye refused to go.

Zhu Youlin threatened him that he would not be paid if he did not go.

Jiang Wangye's family situation is complicated, Zhu Youlin didn't know about it in detail, he only knew that the family was reorganized, his mother was sick, and Jiang Wangye relied on Jiang Wangye's celebrity to earn money to support the family.

So Jiang Wangye went with a sullen face.

After going there, everyone else complimented the prince one after another, but he sat in the corner without saying a word, and drank in silence when someone offered a toast.

Zhu Youlin deliberately wanted to get him drunk, but ended up drinking the entire box. Jiang Wangye still had the gloomy expression, only his cheeks were slightly rosier.

After getting out of the box, Zhu Youlin turned his head and saw Jiang Wangye's pink face when he was blown by the wind.

"You can just be with me, let's make a cp fire together, and I will help your mother's illness in the future, how about it?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Wangye pushed him against the wall and lived in the courtyard for two months.